#this was gonna be queued but I can't wait for it to come out

[jflemings]

— one shot

pairing: niamh charles x canadian!reader / part 1 here

synopsis: fate has brought you home

warnings: technically cheating, a lil bit of angst, the end is kind of lazy but whatever

♫ what’s queued masterlist

flashbacks in italics

think I got the blues from you but I don't know

I just can't see why you keep holding on

every time you call me, girl, there's something wrong

three weeks. you had been radio silent for three whole weeks before you called niamh drunk off your ass and babbling.

she had thrown herself completely into training as a way to distract herself from your absence, trying to avoid thinking about you for too long. jessie had cornered her roommate and best friend one afternoon after niamh had all but stormed into the change rooms after training, throwing around her bag carelessly and loudly before sitting down with her head in her hands.

she had been worried sick about you and that worry only amplified when she picked up the phone to you crying on the other end.

“we fought and he, he, got up and stormed out of the bar” you sob into the phone, words slurred from both the alcohol and the crying “please niamh”

she shoots up in bed, already sliding out from under her covers and looking for her keys “i’m coming, okay? i’m on my way. send me your location and i’ll come get you”

“o-okay” you hiccup “i’ll be waiting outside”

“ask for some water, i’ll be there soon”

“thanks niamhy”

just give me one shot

with all my speed, I'll give you one heart

so bet on me, I'll play my cards right

you stumble into niamh and jessie’s place, your attempt at being quiet failing miserably as your knee collides with the wall. niamh cringes but keeps her hands planted on your hips, guiding you straight into her room.

she sits you on the end of her bed whilst she pulls out clothes for you to sleep in, sparing an innocent glance at you every so often. the sound of rain against niamh’s bedroom window is almost enough to send you to sleep whilst you’re sitting up but you blink yourself awake and lean back on your hands, squinting at the defender’s figure in the low light of her bedroom.

“niamhy” you whisper “can i tell you something”

niamh stands up and throws the clothes on the bed next to you before outstretching her hands “anything” she replies just as quietly.

you take her hands and stand before she begins to unbutton your jeans, allowing you to hold her shoulders to steady yourself “we argued about you tonight”

“me?” she asks shocked, pulling your jeans down your legs as swiftly as she can “why me?”

“because i couldn’t tell him that i don’t have feelings for you”

niamh is shocked into silence. if you had asked her before everything went to shit how you felt about her she would’ve been able to give you an answer no problem, but with this new guy in your life and everything surrounding your relationship getting mixed up, she had begun to think differently.

she decides not to answer you and instead holds out the pyjama shorts she grabbed, allowing you to step into them without much hassle. she snaps the waistband against your skin and holds the hem of the crop top you’re wearing.

“i’m gonna take this off, okay? just so you can wear this sleep shirt” she assures you, wanting to be clear about her intentions.

you nod uselessly and lift your arms, your eyes still half lidded and dazed “sorry” you mumble almost directly in her ear.

“what for?” she asks confused, her cold fingertips brushing your ribcage “you’ve got nothing to be sorry for”

“i treat you like shit”

“you don’t treat me like shit”

you huff frustratedly just as niamh gets your top over your head, fully exposing you to her. she focuses on pulling her shirt over your head rather than what you just said, wanting nothing more than to leave this conversation for when you’ve got a clear head.

“you think me coming over here to fuck you and then not speaking to you for weeks isn’t treating you like shit?” you ask her accusingly, your voice muffled by the shirt “you don’t even call me out on it niamh”

the defender pulls the shirt fully on and kicks your discarded clothes into a corner of her room along with your shoes. she really doesn’t want to do this with you right now but you don’t seem to get the hint as she walks to the other side of her bed.

“niamh!” you exclaim louder than intended “call me out on it!”

“will you pack it in, jessie is asleep” she whispers harshly through gritted teeth “you want me to call you out on it? fine! yes, you treat me like shit. yes, i let you do it. yes, everybody fucking knows i let you do it but what else am i supposed to do?”

“stop letting me!”

“why don’t you just stop doing it?” her voice is just above a whisper and despite how tall she stands, she looks so small in the dim light of her bedroom “just give me one chance! that’s all i’m asking for”

tears well in your eyes as your arms fall by your side helplessly. every part of you wanted to give in, wanted to tell her that you’ve given her chance after chance but you know that’s not true. you had been stringing her along and not being honest with her for the sake of yourself, for the sake of never confronting your feelings and the wrong you had been doing.

you sigh “just give me a bit of time” you plead “just so i can end it with him and have it be completely done”

niamh rubs her brow bone tiredly, fatigue plaguing her features “i’m not waiting around forever”

“and i won’t make you. please, i just want to do this the right way” you beg her, dropping one knee on the edge of her bed heavily. you sway slightly and you plant your right hand on the plush comforter to steady yourself as you try your hardest to at least look sober.

she cracks a slight sad smile at you as she plays with the hem of her own shirt, her brows furrowed in thought “okay.”

I think he knew about me all along

“where’d you go the other night? to niamh’s?”

he shoulders past you and lets himself into your flat, his tone accusing and blunt as he loudly tosses his keys. your shoulders drop as you shut the door and you turn to face him with your arms folded over your chest.

“she’s my best friend” you scoff “and it’s not like i could come back here after you made a scene in the pub”

“so what, you leave me to come back to your place while you go and fuck your best friend? c’mon, y/n, how is that fair?” he exclaims, the rasp in his voice only amplifying his accusation

“i didn’t sleep with niamh!”

“maybe not that night but i know there have been other times!” he shouts at you “you can’t even deny it! i saw those hickeys!”

you run your hands from the top of your head to the base of your skull, slightly pulling at the roots frustratedly while you try to hold it together “we weren’t exclusive”

“maybe not in your eyes, but i’ve been serious about you the whole time” he grits out, slumping down into one of your bar stools “you can’t even show me the same respect”

“i was very clear with you about how i wasn’t looking for anything serious. if you saw something different even after i said it to you multiple times then that’s on you” you say bitterly whilst walking past him and to your couch. part of you felt like it wasn’t fair to react the way you were but what you were saying was true: you had been extremely honest with him about what you were looking for.

there’s a beat of silence before the bar stool creaks ever so slightly as he shifts his weight. you keep your back to him and flick through every streaming service you have, almost praying that he just up and walks out of your place without more arguing.

he rubs his hand over his face “be honest with me” he sighs out, causing you to turn to him “i was never gonna be able to compete with her, was i?”

“no one can” you mumble almost immediately, your eyes beginning to sting “i wanted to try, really i did, but she’s just—”

“she’s niamh”

it’s your turn to sigh “yeah”

I bet it hits you when you breathe it in

I bet he wonders where the hell you've been

I bet you told 'em we were nothin'

“she’s my best friend!” you almost shout “there’s nothing going on”

“you two have slept together, y/n!”

“once. we’ve slept together once.”

he rounds your bed picking up his clothes carelessly, throwing on his shirt and grumbling as he goes “once my ass” he accuses, throwing his arms out “you run back and forth between us like there’s no issue! i can’t believe i’m letting you make a fool out of me”

“there’s nothing going on!” you shout, throwing your covers off you as you stand hastily “niamh and i are best friends and we have been for years! you wouldn’t be reacting like this if i was hanging out with alanna”

“oh, so you’re fucking alanna too?!”

“i’m not sleeping with either of them!”

the silence that suddenly over takes the room is deafening. the tense discussion had quickly turned into a full blown argument with you being on the receiving end of accusations. it’s not like he was wrong exactly, but you haven’t seen niamh in weeks with all your time being taken up with training, games and the man standing at the end of your bed. it wasn’t fair for him to say for a number of reasons — as you had relentlessly tried to argue — but he wasn’t having a bar of it, his mind had been made up about niamh for weeks now.

it started with a hesitant question about where you’d run off to after a night out, followed by a smart ass comment about your best friend, which had then lead the two of you here arguing after spending what you would call a lovely night together.

you feel as though all air has left your lungs, deflating them rapidly and crushing your chest from the inside “there’s nothing going on between me and her” you mumble into the quiet

he sighs deeply and sits on the end of your bed, broad back facing towards you “i’m sorry” he mumbles back to you “i shouldn’t have yelled like that”

“it’s okay” you assure him before sitting down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder “she’s my best friend though and she’s not going anywhere”

he turns and places his lips against your forehead “i know” he murmurs quietly, both regret and disappointment present in his voice “all i ask for is honesty”

your stomach churns and you screw your eyes shut. honesty. right.

“i know”

when you say you love me like that

you ain't gotta hold back

It'll just take a second

to believe in us, to believe in love

as soon as you had broken up with him you had cried by yourself in your living room, the weight of the situation and your actions suddenly crashing down on you. no one would come before niamh, you have known that for a while now, but that doesn’t mean you didn’t try to see other people. there had been other men and women before now, every single one of them ending too soon because your heart just wasn’t fully in it, your head always being too distracted with thoughts of niamhniamhniamh.

you’d cried and then picked yourself up and gotten in the shower, preparing for a quiet night in alone. what you didn’t expect was niamh to turn up on your doorstep with your favourite takeaway and a soft smile.

“what are you doing here” you rasp, stepping aside to let her into your home.

she shrugs “thought you could use some company” she says quietly, placing the plastic bag down on your counter and pulling out cutlery and plates “you stopped responding to my texts so i thought i’d check on you”

her blue eyes shine in the low light of your kitchen, the worry that was present before beginning to fade once she really takes a look at you “thanks niamhy” you say to her before moving to sit on a bar stool.

niamh begins to plate up your shared dinner, mindlessly humming along to the theme tune of the show you’ve been binging. she moves through your kitchen freely and comfortably like she lives here, and you realise you’ve never been more grateful to live somewhere that’s still close enough for you to see her like this.

“i love you” you blurt out without thinking, the words simply escaping you.

she turns around shocked, her jaw slightly dropped as she tries to figure out exactly what you mean by that. her lack of reply has you reeling and suddenly feeling insecure, like maybe you’re moving too fast. she’s here for you as a friend. not a girlfriend.

“uhm, wait no i—”

“don’t take it back” she interrupts, her expression going from shock to worry rapidly “please. don’t take it back”

under the weight of her intense stare you feel small “okay” you say quietly, your cheeks heating up and making you dizzy.

“i love you too” she says back just as quietly, her voice firm and sure. niamh leans over the counter and takes your hands in hers, kissing your knuckles carefully “so much. i love you so much”

the soft nature of her actions and her words bring tears to your eyes again, relief crashing over your heart in waves. you’d spent so long searching for her in other people that you almost can’t believe where you’ve ended up, the crushing feeling that had once weighed you down so heavily finally being lifted off you by her hands.

a stray tear falls down your face and she’s quick to wipe it away with her thumb, smiling softly at you again “c’mon, let’s eat”

you nod simply and stand, grabbing your dinner and leading her to your couch where you sit thigh to thigh, picking food off of eachother’s plates and giggling at the characters on your tv.

niamh throws her head back laughing loudly at whatever she thinks is funny, her eyes screwing shut and her hand coming down to slap her thigh repeatedly as she catches her breath. you love seeing her like this, like you always have. in every way that she’s tough and determined she’s just as soft and gentle, and you can’t help but feel like you’re falling in love for the first time all over again, with the same person.

no more dreamin'

give me one shot

when you awake the next morning clothed and in niamh’s arms you can’t help but smile. her soft snores fill your ears as she snuggles further into your shoulder, her arms tightening around your waist in her sleep.

you manage to roll over in her hold and face her, the defender’s loving aura somehow only amplified as she sleeps peacefully. you trace the lines of her face delicately, running your pointer finger over her jaw, chin, lips and nose before holding her cheek. as her eyes begin to flutter open the pad of your thumb soflty caresses her cheekbone.

“morning” niamh mumbles, her voice thick from sleep “you alright?”

“mhm” you hum back, admiring how blue her eyes look in the morning light. your hand moves from her cheek to down her neck before you wrap your arm around her neck, pulling her impossibly closer to you.

her arms tighten around you as her face finds the crook of your neck. she presses her lips to your neck lightly, trailing kisses up the column of your throat lazily “let’s just lay around” she says against your neck “i don’t wanna move”

you can’t help but giggle as she rolls the two of you over so you’re now fully laying on her front. your heart flutters in your chest at the domestic nature of waking up in niamh’s arms, the warm feeling spreading through you freely once you notice that she’s slowly begun to go back to sleep.

despite how the two of you got here, it’s in this moment that you know there’s truely no one else for you except your niamhy.

#Spotify #pegs writes #pegs woso #woso #woso imagine #woso fic #woso x reader #niamh charles #niamh charles x reader #niamh charles fic #niamh charles blurb #niamh charles imagine

[dokeythings]

| hey baby, i think i wanna marry you | (dokyeom)

PART 1

dokyeom has had the ring in his pocket everywhere you guys went for the past 3 weeks. but even without bulky case poking into his thigh all the time, he has thought about marrying you everyday for the last 4 years. there's been many occasions where he's almost dropped everything to get down on one knee, and ask you to make him the happiest man on the planet. he's usually too nervous, quietly slipping the ring back into his pocket without you noticing. he's not weary about how you'll react, because he knows you'll say yes. he's nervous about when the perfect time is. he wants it to be memorable, to be something you'll never see coming but also be perfectly ready at the same time.

today his family is having a little summer get-together, with some of the family members being ones he doesn't get to see too often. in turn, this means that you have never met most of them. of course they told him immediately that they would love for him to bring you along, as they want to meet the girl he talks so highly about. you happily accepted, loving spending time with him any chance you can get. dokyeom knows you're nervous, but he also knows that theres no chance in hell that they won't fall in love with you right away. he keeps his hands on the wheel, nodding along to the song playing. you're about 20 minutes out now, seemingly making you even more nervous.

"hey" you say. he turns his head to you briefly to show his attention, before looking back towards the highway. "do you need both hands on the wheel right now or?" you say as you trail off the end of the sentence.

he chuckles at you, knowing exactly what you mean by the question. he releases his right hand from the wheel and places it in your leg, holding his hand up as you slide yours into his. he gains a small smile from you in response, but he sees your other leg bouncing up and down.

"you hanging in there baby?" he asks, running his thumb over your hand gently.

"i think i'm gonna throw up" you answer honestly, feeling that distinct feeling in your stomach that you always feel during a social anxiety flare up.

dokyeom has the patience of a saint when it comes to your anxiety, never being annoyed or frustrated with it. he lets you tell him how you're feeling and what he can do to make it better. after all these years he's learned to understand it more, and can oftentimes be ahead of it and know when you are going to experience it badly. he wishes you didn't have to live this way, but he decided a long time ago that if he can't take it away then he will do everything in his power to make things more comfortable for you.

"i'm sorry sweet girl. i promise you're gonna have a lot of fun once we are there" he says, hoping that any ounce of his words can make you calm down a bit, but he knows it isn't usually that easy. you just nod back, holding his hand tighter. he exits off the highway, stopping at a red-light once you are in the town. you know you are getting really close now. he lets go of your hand for a second, making you instinctually frown.

he smiles at you sweetly, saying "just one second baby". while he's waiting for the light to turn green he picks up his phone which is playing the music, and messes around for a second before putting it back down and holding your hand again. he starts driving again as the current song ends and the next one starts up. you notice now that he queued your favorite song.

he knows how much you love it, always playing it every time you get in the car with him, and you sing loudly every time. he loves watching your little mini performance and how you light up when your favorite part comes on. however, this time your mind is elsewhere, and you don't really feel like singing along.

"come on, sing it, i know you want to" he says happily, shaking your hand a little and urging you to let loose. when you just giggle in response, nodding your head no, he sings it for you. now of course, he is a professional singer, so he sings it better than you ever do, and you prefer this version better anyways.

"i'm sorry i'm such a downer" you blurt out randomly, feeling bad about how often you probably burden him with your anxiety.

"you're not a downer. you're just nervous love, and thats okay" he responds calmly, wishing you wouldn't be so hard on yourself.

you keep your eyes out the window as he continues turning down street by street, eventually pulling into the driveway and stopping the car. he turns the car off and turns towards you, attempting to give you a pep talk before you go in. you notice all the cars parked on the street and the driveway, making the ache in your stomach even stronger.

"we'll go in whenever you're ready" he says softly, tucking your hair behind your ear. you don't know how you got so lucky with him.

"i'm just so awkward" you huff, wishing you had the ability to make effortless small talk like he can.

"you aren't awkward baby. you're just a little shy sometimes. and it's adorable" he adds, poking your cheek. you have always been shy during new interactions with people, only warming up after a little while of knowing them. you perceive it as one of your biggest flaws, but he thinks its cute.

"i'm not shy with you. why can't i be like that with everyone else?" you question honestly. you are the most raw, authentic version of yourself with him.

he just smiles at your question, honored that you've always been able to be so comfortable with him. he loves that you don't have to hesitate around him, that you don't have to constantly have up your guard or filter what you say.

"just pretend everyone is me then" he replies, shrugging like its the most obvious thing in the world.

he manages to make you laugh, as you say "hmm okay yeah i'll have to try that" sarcastically.

before you can change your mind you take a deep breath and say "okay lets go". you unbuckle your seatbelt and look in the mirror one last time to make sure you look okay, to which dokyeom says to you an instinctual 'you're the prettiest girl in the world'.  you both climb out of the car and take a few steps towards the house before he stops you for a moment.

"i'll be right here the whole time" he reminds you, bringing you in for a quick hug.

"i know" you mumble into his chest, feeling extremely grateful for him.

he takes your hand in his and leads you towards the backyard where everybody is gathered. once you get closer his mom and dad notice you two, and you are so relieved to be greeted with some familiar faces. you love his parents, and you got along with them right away. they rush over to greet you both, saying they are so happy that you could make it. dokyeom leads you down a little further to where everyone is sitting around eating. to your surprise as well as relief, the introductions are less painful than you imagined in your head. you do your best to return the small talk and keep a smile plastered on your face the whole time. whenever theres a little bit of silence dokyeom fills it naturally.

one of his cousins offers you both to sit down next to her at the table. you sit down on a bench next to dokyeom, fiddling with your fingers as the two of them talk and catch up with each other. the conversation lulls down, and you stay quiet not really having anything to add. dokyeom drapes an arm around your shoulder, tracing his fingers on your upper arm softly. you calm down at his touch. he knows this because the leg that you've been bouncing up and down has finally stopped.

"you want to get anything to eat baby?" he asks, knowing that you are already going to say no, even though a part of you could eat.

you say no thank you, throwing in a 'maybe later' to make him worry a little less. he says he's going to go get something as he stands up. he was going to offer you to come with him, but his aunt starts up a conversation with you. he smiles at you encouragingly before he leaves you alone to answer all her questions.

he comes back quickly, sitting down back next to you with enough food for the both of you. as he predicted, you reach over and take a piece of fruit from his plate. he smiles at you, happy you're eating. you spend the next few minutes eating as much food as your weak, nervous stomach can bare. you feel a sudden rush of bravery, feeling more confident with him here, keeping a hand on your thigh to ground you. you turn to his cousin and ask her about work, as it's something you have considered going into yourself. she happily answers, starting up a conversation where you feel yourself answering so naturally, something you're not used to.

dokyeom listens in quietly, smiling fondly at you as you speak about something you're so passionate about. he's proud of you. he's only been falling in love with you more and more since you've gotten here. he's watched you interact with his family, and run around with all the little kids present, happily playing along with their games. despite being nervous, you managed to come out of your shell a little. he's already had multiple family members pull him aside and tell him how much they love you. it's starting to feel like the ring won't live in his pocket for much longer. this could be it.

#dokyeom fluff #dokyeom imagines #dokyeom x reader #seventeen #dokyeom fanfic #dokyeom #dk #lee seokmin #svt seokmin #svt dk

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 441 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made. The sole purpose of this is to provide summaries/reviews for each chapter so if you don’t want to see the rest of it, then just keep scrolling. It’s your choice.)

I really said that I was going to work on this chapter review but I didn't do it until a few days after the chapter has been posted online... Woops, my bad. (My posts will be queued for now, so I didn't post this CURRENTLY. Sorry in advance if I randomly post at around 4 in the morning or something.) Most of you guys probably already saw this, but you know what? Time to bring dinner onto the table! 🍲

H U H ? 👁👁

UMMMM… HELLO??? I stg, if he's referring to Goo... 😭 But oh man, if he were to replace Goo, I wonder how Gun is going to react. And I already heard ab the rumors going around, regarding to what PTJ mentioned before. Even the thing about someone's death, and whatnot. Yes, I know man. 💀 But in all honesty, this Charles Choi arc though... I like it so far. Minus... the death and Charles Choi himself because it's a catalyst for an event that'll happen in the future. Also, yes Charles, you piece of shit. Jichang won't ever think of joining you lol. Even if he agreed, what is there to benefit if he were to side with you? 😀

I don't think anyone has commented on what Charles Choi said about Jichang being a strategist, and he's right about that. Unlike many fighters, I noticed how Jichang is very meticulous when it comes to fighting. He assesses his opponents, like where to properly attack and he notes their weak points and people's most vulnerable spots to aim at, which makes his Battle I.Q. much bigger in comparison to the other First Generation Kings, who just fight with a passionate drive with fists during their fights. (Reminds me of current Daniel.) He's very clever too, and that's one of the reasons why I like Jichang's character.

O K A Y. OLD MAN. SHOWING OFF YOUR NONEXISTENT LEFT ARM, I SEE.

GODDDDD JICHANG, GET UPPPPP MAAAAAANNNNNNNNN. AAAAAAGGHHHH 😫😫😫😫

BRUHHHHHHHHHHH COME ONNNNNNNNNNN!!! I STG, IF PTJ DOESN'T LET THIS MAN WIN- <- My OG reaction 😀

YOU TELL HIMMMMMM JICHANG!!! 😩😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

YES JICHANG PULLED OUT THE SHTICK AND LET IT ROLLLLLLL!!! Oh fuck. Wait, WHAT??? W H A T ????????

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?! HOW TF DID THAT HAPPEN BRUHHHHHHHH??? I THOUGHT YOU GOT THIS IN THE BAG, JICHANG!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I'M GONNA GO AND FLIP A BUNCH OF TABLES BC WTFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!

Ok, for starters... Don't they have those DNA test thingies where they investigate thoroughly in crime scenes? Bruh, Charles Choi was HOLDING the gun. CAN'T THEY NOT IDENTIFY HIS OWN FINGERPRINTS??? Also, it's understandable that he might have tipped the police too since he got power. UGGGGHHHHHH PTJ, WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LET THE VILLAINS GET AWAY WITH THEIR CRIMES??? LIKE VIVI GETTING THAT HAPPY ENDING WITH XIAOLONG EVEN THOUGH SHE DOESN'T DESERVE IT. I SWEAR, JICHANG'S BROTHERS ARE GOING TO SIDE WITH DANIEL AND GET REVENGE ON CHARLES CHOI. *s i g h s* Well, anyways... It's time to send them off...

WHY IS THIS MAKING ME SOB BRUHHHHH. 😭😭😭😭😭 UGGHHHHH, WHEN THEY BOTH DIED I REALLY CRIED FOR THEM BECAUSE I ALREADY GOT AN EMOTIONAL ATTACHMENT TO THE TWO OF THEM. 💔

Nah, because this mf will surely get hit with MASSIVE karma. I'm just waiting for that sweeeeeeeet sweet day. (Sorry Crystal, but your dad's a dick. 🤷🏽‍♀️)

PLEASE DANIEL, AVENGE THEM!!! UGGHHHH IM STILL DEVASTATED OVER THEM. 😭😭😭

I do admit, Jinyoung DOES look good leaning on a motorcycle while smoking on a cig. Also, IDK WHY, but Daniel looks so cute carrying all of those boxes behind him. Honestly, this interaction between Jichang and Daniel looks like Jichang is sending Daniel off to night school or something LMFAO. The boxes looks like a big ass backpack, ngl. ALSO, YES JICHANG, DON'T WORRY ABOUT DANIEL. LEAVE IT ALL TO HIM TO FIND JINYOUNG PARK AND TO BEAT CHARLES CHOI TO A PULP! 😎👍🏽

WAIT... HOLD ON NOW. SO YOU'RE TELLING ME, THE "GRIMM PLASTIC SURGERY CENTER" IS IN GANGNAM-GU ??? Hold up... Tell me, this isn't where Mangi from Viral Hit went for his plastic surgery on his nose...

Tbh I'm not caught up to the recent chapter of Viral Hit, but this was in Viral Hit's Ep. 74 on Webtoon. So... could it be, that he... went there to get plastic surgery...? 😀 (I must be trippin. If I'm incorrect, then I apologize. That part caught my eye while I was reading and I had to tie it back to the First Affiliate because... I FOUND THAT COINCIDENTAL. LEAVE ME ALONE-)

Yup, sounds about right. 💀

Omg? THE HOT DOCTOR IS BACK!!! I KNEW IT, HE'S TOO GOOD-LOOKING TO BE FORGOTTEN AS A MINOR CHARACTER!!! 😳😳😳

To be honest, he looks like he could pass as Eugene and Yoosung's older brother or something. BUT, HELLO??? 1ST AFFILIATE PRESIDENT?????? AEEEUUUUGGGHHHH THIS HOTTIE IS THE 1ST AFFILIATE PRESIDENT??? I'M- 😩😩😩😩

You see... he is one MIGHTY FINE, DOCTOR. 🥴 I wanna see if Doc got some fighting moves or not. 👀 If he does, then he got me S O L D. 🔥

Ok, but this chapter's focus really was on Charles Choi and whatever he did. I'm so eager to see him get beat up by everybody. Oh, but hold on now... If Tom Lee found out what REALLY happened, then that would be a problem too. Hehehehe 😈

Time to wait for the next chapter! ✌🏽

#lookism #lookism 441 #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism memes #lookism meme #charles choi #kwak jichang #RIP Jichang & Bakgu #<- twt announced it not me #noh bakgu #daniel park #park hyungseok #baek hangyul #<- ALSO HOT DOC IS BACK??? #WHAAAAATTT

[ilyasorokinn]

3 month update on my life! (plus what’s coming soon)

hello my besties! i have been gone for three months, i know but this break was very slay for me and i have come back with so many fresh ideas! this post is just to update everything you've missed on my life (if you're interested if not that's all slay too). i popped on here a few times (speak now tv) and posted a little something, but for the most part, i have not been on very much.

if you follow me on instagram, you probably know most of these updates.

tw: mental health talk

june!

i graduated, so school was out and summer started

not much else happened in june. i was a little depressed honestly

july!

my birthday! as you all know, i queued a post and saw all your sweet messages and they made my day! i turned 18, so i am officially an adult and have been for about a two months

i saw barbie. didn't cry in theaters, but i then went home and had an existential crisis and bawled my eyes out.

SPEAK NOW TV CAME OUT!!! LITERALLY SO AMAZING, I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT!!! I AM A SPEAK NOW STAN, SO THIS WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!

august!

I SAW TAYLOR SWIFT!!!! it was the most magical concert I've been to (i've been to 4, 5 later this month)

1989 TV IS COMING OUT!!!! MY OTHER FAV ALBUM (my top three are: speak now, red, 1989, but i love them all sm. moving on)

god covid for the first time. not a fun time, but it did last all of like 4 days, so that was pretty slay.

i started college. it's cray man. i'm borderline homicidal every moment of the day because my math teacher hates me (he posts too many assignments lol)

my cod acc @saint-johnny is slay so go check it out. i'm gonna be a little more active on there because mw3 is coming out.

coming up!

I'M SEEING THE 1975 ON THE 28TH AND I'M SO EXCITED!!!

obvs hockey starts this month and i literally cannot wait. i say that now, but just you wait, i'm going to be cursing at these men and losing my mind.

i can't wait to go back to the arena and watch live games because it truly is such a fun environment even if i'm going to an arena and rooting for the opposing team every time.

what’s coming soon? (writing wise)

the patreon will be published within the next month or so, so please stay tuned for that!

the midnights series is coming as planned. don’t know when, but it’s coming.

i have some more blurbs coming out and some other fics i’m working on. they’ll be done whenever they’re done.

thanks for coming to my ted talk. I've missed talking to you all honestly, and i can't wait to be back!

tagging some friends: @2manytabsopen @typical-simplelove @iwantahockeyhimbo @fallinallincurls @kolsmikaelson @norrisjosh @harlowhockeystick @bitchinbarzal @lam-ila @alextturcotte @sydnikov @nylwnder @ghostyjosty @comphyjost @smileysvech (sorry if i missed you. i know i missed a lot of you<3)

#taylor speaks

[bcbdrums]

🍄🍬🌿🧩 Truth or Dare!

"🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings"

uhmm... hmmm... hmmm... i don't think i can pick one pair, lol. i'm gonna pick. a few.

i'll preface this by saying i'm a canon purist 99% of the time, so when i have a headcanon, it's because i think i can defend it very well with evidence from the source material.

Star Trek - Jim and Spock share a mental link that was created by accident and allowed intermittent empathy/mild telepathy of both a conscious and subconscious nature. this is evidenced in several episodes, but a particular moment on the bridge in The Immunity Syndrome is my solid basis for this. (I promise I'll keep writing "Always Will"... Star Trek is the fandom of my heart. I'll come back to it. I promise.)

Kim Possible - (angst alert! tw: infant death. tw: child death. tw: miscarriage. i hope i did that right...) Drakken and Shego had twins that didn't survive. The event brought them closer together and made them re-think their priorities... This is post-canon when they were dealing with the good vs. evil issues already, and the only thing they knew for sure was they wanted to be together. This event also led them to realize...they want to be parents. (Yes, my fic "Rekindling" is in fact, headcanon...)

Soul Eater - I haven't posted a fic about this one yet so I'm leery to share it... But a story is already in the works. And I'll be very, very vague... Stein's "experiments" on Spirit were extremely mild and rapidly turned into something else... Something Stein was doing to cover for Spirit, to protect him from something else going on in his life... And that's where I'm leaving that because I want it to be a surprise when I post the story! But a couple people I've told might guess this, heheh. (No title for this story yet... Titles are my worst enemy.)

"🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character"

Spirit Albarn did not cheat on his wife. 😎 I'll die on this hill. In a diff post than the one I link, I compared him to Greg Universe (of Steven Universe). The authors present both as characters you want to hate, who you question, who look like lousy fathers. But slowly the story starts to unfold and you realize...there's more here than what was presented on the surface. And maybe the surface was a lie all along. I use that comparison because most people seem to get it with Greg. But only a few people get it with Spirit. That's fine. It's my headcanon; it doesn't have to be yours. And I enjoy other ppl's headcanons very much. But you did ask.

"🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity"

this is where the whole... 'write for yourself' thing, comes into play. i've actually seen a lot of tumblr discourse about this recently... write for yourself! people say. but, we share creations out because...we want people to see them. we are writing for ourselves, and then sharing them...

here's what i'm learning. my motivation to create has to be for myself, in the grand scheme. it's fine to create things here and there for others. and i personally love gifting fanfic. but if your goal when you go into creating is... 'i'm going to tailor this story so this person will like it,' or, 'i'm gonna post this and i can't wait till this person comments!' that's when you're in danger... you're not creating for yourself anymore. now your satisfaction is going to come from...what that person thinks, whether or not they comment, how deep is their comment...

your satisfaction has to come from responding to your own creative drive.... i suppose that's where the advice starts. make sure your motives are in the right place. and... hey, if the creativity is sated? allow yourself to rest! as i'm writing this (it's being queued so, not coming out near the same day it was asked), my writing well is a bit dry. you might want to create, and feel bad you're not doing so... but it's okay to rest! if your mind just wants to daydream but the hands don't want to write the story or draw the piece right then... just let yourself be. allow yourself that space. i think you'll find creativity is better for it in the long run.

'but i'm worried my followers will be disappointed?' now, there you're not creating for you again... if they're friends, they'll still be there. if they're just...a random number in your stats, then again... your motives aren't in the right place. i'm a firm believer in...don't base your self-worth on internet stats. it's just not something i can get onboard with. your value is not determined by number of views, comments, reblogs, etc...

"🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?"

ahhhh hmmm.... i haven't done any immediate clicks in awhile. i'd say if something squicks me pretty suddenly. but blessedly, with AO3 tagging, i can often avoid accidentally running into those things.

wanna be clear though, writing is in art itself and sometimes... well, i'll give an example. i read a fic not too long ago with a twist ending. it is the sort of thing i would not have read had i known. but, had they tagged for the twist it would have ruined the story. so i was not bothered by the lack. i personally would have done the same. am i haunted by what i read? yes. but storytelling is its own art and well...yeah. it's not like in picking up a physical book we're gonna get the tag warnings.

that was slightly off topic, uhhh... i think mostly just if one of my squicks shows up i'll click away. something that's not my thing. and depending on how good the fic is, i'll try to push past it. but if it keeps happening... like there was one long, long multi-chap where main char was kidnapped and tortured and my poor li'l happy-ending heart didn't realize until i was fairly deep in that the whole point of the fic was torture that just got worse and worse... closed that one, never finished.

oh okay but one thing... if a story is VERY out of character, then i'm not interested. like.... the whole point in fanfic is to see more of the character so if it doesn't read like them, then... yeah. that's actually probably the most immediate thing for me. i can handle poor grammar and formatting and english-second-language writers and new writers who are learning the craft... all of that is fine. long as the character is in character, i'm pretty game to read most things.

thanks for the ask!!!!

#ask answer #kim possible #drakgo #shego #drakken #star trek #t'hy'la #soul eater #CrossStitch #franken stein #spirit albarn #drakken x shego #james kirk #spock #tw: miscarriage #tw: infant death #tw: child death

[cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut]

Take Me Back to Paris!

Oh gosh, I wasn't gonna do this so soon but I've given two family members a separate rundown of the entire event and it has fired me up to write about Paris after all.

TLDR: I had a great time, met great people, and I love all the photos. The event was not well organised, but the joy it brought outweighs that aspect, and I already wish I could turn back the clock and live it all over again 💛

Firstly, those three hours of queuing on Friday night will now always be written into my bones. I'm gonna be a little old man with no memories left someday and my grandchildren will keep wondering why I'm talking about some scandalous three hour queue! In seriousness, I'm so glad we stuck it out in the queue because it made Saturday morning so much easier.

The opening ceremony was a journey...Lots of hype, lots of screaming. This was also where I realised I was excited to see everyone's outfits, and they all looked amazing quite frankly.

On Saturday I started with the autograph and selfie with Ronen, which was a delight. I got to tell him about Tarlos being the first time I've seen such a beautiful, healthy relationship between two men my age on TV before. He asked me if there's nothing like it even on Scottish TV, and I told him there isn't. He also said they don't seem to meet many fans from Scotland, so I liked having that brief chat. I asked him to sign a picture from the Tarlos wedding, which I was also gonna ask Rafa to sign, and he wrote "Hi, Jamie." Lol. I asked him if it was okay to hug him and he said yes, and that was a lovely moment.

Then I queued for Rafa's autograph and selfie. In this queue I met the delightful @dreamingofmickeywaffles, which is the first time I've ever met a stranger and shared my tumblr name, only for them to respond that they'd read one of my stories recently and liked it. That was a lovely moment, and I really enjoyed our chat. Talk to me about Chicago Fire any time!

Rafa is such a sweet guy, honestly. I told him the same thing I told Ronen really, and it was lovely to be able to thank them both for Tarlos in those moments. I also gave Rafa the card I'd written him. I love how both the selfies came out, and now I have the wedding picture with both of their signatures, which brings me So. Much. Joy. I also asked Rafa if I could hug him, and that was lovely too.

Next was the panel with both Ronen and Rafa, which I thought felt low key and fun. There are clips out there now where Ronen says the thing about how Carlos is TK's honeymoon, and dear lord does he know how to get us right in the heart. This was also a place where I was like, oh wow, Rafa puts so much consideration into his answers, and is clearly a very philosophical person in his thinking. I can't remember if it was this panel, but there was one where Rafa was giving a very considered answer to someone's question, was getting quite deep with it, and Ronen spotted someone taking their phone out for a photo and, mid Rafa's profound response, simply stuck his tongue out for the camera. This sums up a lot of their energy over the weekend! Loved it.

The individual photos were so much fun. Aside from being suddenly struck by the realisation that hunger was becoming a serious problem, and being so warm in Ronen's queue I truly had a moment of thinking I might faint! By this time of the day Ronen had brought energy juice to the panel and said he was crashing hard, but I think we both look great in the picture haha. Aside from the selfies, which just naturally seem to come out better (the boys knew how to pick a good angle) I think this is my favourite picture of all the ones I got, actually.

Conventions are amazing but a weirdly big thing to put your body through! By the time I got my pic with Rafa they were asking people if anyone was willing to wait until the next day so that Rafa could actually leave for the day as he was already there later than intended, and Ronen, at least, had gone home already.

It was not a very well organised event, really. @carlos-in-glasses has talked about this in their own rundown of the event, and I really just echo it all. The chaos was worth it, but the chaos was also very stressful at times.

The actors clearly felt this too. In the meeting room on Sunday morning, I can't recall if it was Ronen or Rafa who asked if we were all having a good time. We were all very enthusiastically saying yes, and then he asked if we felt the event was well organised, and the room went totally silent. It's a shame that the disorganisation affected everyone (and I also saw it affecting the staff at the event as well so I don't blame them individually at all). I think having a few more stewards on the ground would have helped, as well as better signposting and an accurate schedule, or rather a more comprehensive way of updating the schedule for everyone to see. We were told the online schedule would change in accordance with any alteration throughout, but this did not seem to be the case. This did lead to a lot of uncertainty and worry over people missing the things they'd paid to do.

After the meeting room on Sunday was the 911 lone star panel, which was just a delight. I only went to two panels over the weekend but I loved them both. The cast talked about how well they get on outside of the show, and I think that really comes across when you see them all together. Rafa said his first impression of Ronen was that he was slightly off rhythm in the rehearsal for the honky tonk dancing scene. Ronen disputed this and said he "slayed" the final scene, and Rafa replied, "Oh sweetie, that was the 20th take."

Next up was another autograph and selfie with Rafa, and then with Ronen. I asked Rafa to write out part of an answer he'd given someone in a panel the day before, to someone looking for advice for people who struggle to love themselves and accept themselves as they are. His whole answer to this was beautiful, and on my picture he wrote, "Know that your heart is always your solution."

There was confusion about the queue for Ronen here. He was scheduled to be doing autographs but was actually in a meeting room, which the staff at the queue were not aware of but @actuallysara's input saved the day. I think we queued for roughly an hour? We were then given priority numbers to come back to his afternoon signing and go to the front of the queue. My favourite part about this is that when the afternoon session came and we were waiting for Ronen, the schedule was still running behind, and when Ronen arrived at last he said, "Don't worry, the eagle has landed."

I gave Ronen the card I wrote him, and asked him to write out one of his song lyrics for me, and he seemed hyped to be asked that, which was lovely. We talked a little about his music and what it has meant to me recently, and he said the line I requested ("Swimming back to shore so you are safe with me') was one of his favourites that he's written, and he sang it very quietly as he wrote it down. He said he thinks his all time favourite line of his is "You should be my memory." I told him I love that song too but so many of the lines are about people not loving each other anymore so it felt strange to request a line from that song. Ronen laughed and said, "Yeah, like, 'you broke my heart!' " He said the band are releasing an EP this year as he has lots of time to write now. I really enjoyed getting to talk to him about music.

Next up was the autograph and selfie with Sierra, and oh man, she's so lovely. I asked her if she was enjoying the convention and she said she was having the time of her life, and that she was so grateful to be there. She said, sarcastically, that she wasn't sure if this was coming across. I said it came across and her energy was just so great. I wanted to tell her she was radiant, but decided this was too much! She was, though. She was just delightful, and I love the selfie we got.

I ducked out for a drink with @carlos-in-glasses and @meditating-honey-badger and co. which was very much needed. We had such. a nice time just sitting and chatting.

My last things of the day were the photo op with Natacha (who looked stunning, dear lord) and Ronen, and then a photo op with Ronen, in which I asked if we could do a sunglasses on photo (he was definitely hungover and I love that for him) and so we did.

And yes, as has been mentioned before, seeing the actors around the hallways was so surreal at first and then just became oddly normal. @carlos-in-glasses and I, as we left on Sunday evening, talked about how strange it felt that we weren't just going to see them all milling around tomorrow as we'd gotten so used to. We saw a lot of them just waving to people, or just saying hi as they passed. Honorary mention to Ronen walking through the lobby with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

Oh gosh this post is long. I truly had an amazing time in Paris. There are things that could have been better organised, but these imperfections pale in comparison to the joy this event brought me. The actors were lovely, I struck up conversation with very sweet strangers in multiple queues (oh the queues), and all the photos and merch I've come away with are perfect. And I met some amazing online friends and became in person friends!

I loved meeting @actuallysara, and thanking them for the guide to the convention, without which I would have definitely made some mishaps! It was so lovely to chat between events.

@noxsoulmate it was so good to meet you as well, and I love the selfie we took together! Your energy the whole weekend was just delightful, and your joy was absolutely contagious.

@meditating-honey-badger, I had such a great time getting to know you and your awesome companion. Thank you so much for reaching out to me on Discord all those weeks ago! I really do hope we get to see each other again sometime in the future.

@carlos-in-glasses where to start! I would have been lost without you on this journey, both literally and metaphorically. I feel like we just clicked as well in person as we had online, and I loved how effortless it was to talk in depth with you about life and writing. I will never forget the rooftop bar chats about Tarlos and fanfic, and I hope we get to do that again someday, if not in Paris then maybe somewhere in the UK. You are just so kind and lovely, and I feel so lucky to call you my friend 💛

I don't know if next year's convention will be viable for me, as I found myself in somewhat of a unique financial position to be able to afford it this year. Also, while it was a beautiful experience, it was also a lot. So that's a question for future me. For now, the magic of this event is gonna stay fully intact, and I am gonna be caught daydreaming about Paris intermittently for quite some time, I can tell. I mean, I got to hug Ronen and Rafa. Haha.

This trip was the best weekend I've had in ages, and I needed it. I already miss it, and I'm so grateful for everything about it. Part of me will always be in Paris--queuing, most likely, but entirely happy.

#first responders reunion convention

[cinamun]

Hey bestie I’m back with a Bee Bee Tip (courtesy of Becca @rebouks ) -

You can pose babies that can’t sit up! You just have to wait for them to finish their lay down animation before you queue the pose or they’ll reset. I recommend pausing, moving the adults, queuing the poses, moving the baby, unpausing and then pausing again to queue her pose after the lay down animation finishes.

Thank you friend. And I'm gonna be honest, I tried all of the above. It was a nightmare lol other sims were jumping out of position to go see about the baby... just a hot mess so I gave up. But this weekend I'm going to play with it some more because I know it works (hence the plethora of infant poses out there). And I have scenes coming up where I can't NOT have little Riah posing. So... cross your fingers for me?

#it was a 30 minute struggle

[chevvy-yates]

Alright, I thought about it last night a bit.

I may just stop forcing myself to do the usual 'male v monday' 'shippy saturday' 'thirsty thursday' 'wip wednesday' stuff (I mean I can't even manage to keep up with that either) and instead post whenever I want, like I do on Friday already when everyone is posting their gorgeous females but I (if I post) do post my boys since I do not have any female oc.

I don't know if I'll completely abandon the tags for it or not. it's gonna be more: if I manage to post on that day, I'll add it, if not, I'll reblog and then tag it with the tag or sth like that.

I will still try and take my at least 30min of time a day (mostly after work around 6pm German time) to browse tblr. Queue often makes noe sense to me, sometimes I use ib when I feel I've reblogged to much in a row already but I do not tage anything that will come from my queue so you won#t even notice that it was queued.

I've also set a few blogs on receive notifications so I do not miss any new posts. I love that feature! But sometimes I have to stop using it if a blog keeps posting like every 1h through the day which will give me 24 notes a day on my phone - forcing me to look and I can't do that. I need to find some balance somehow. Still a thing to figure out to have it healthy.

I do not want to abandon looking at content because you all create so many cool things, but in this fandom, as I already said it so many times: it is just so hard to keep up with it. So please do not be mad about me or think I do not like your stuff (anymore) because I've not liked/reblogged a thing lately of your content. I often feel very 'unmenschlich' (inhuman?) when I can't find time to give some love to others work bc I receive so much from all of you, therefore I want to give it back as well.

Idk how you manage having 4+ ocs btw. I with my 4 boys feel like I abandon at least one for too long (rn it is Vijay - and it makes me so incredibly sad, no one will probably understand). But I have to keep telling myself, he will receive a whole lot of attention and love again. However, this month is for Thyjs, because he's having his birthday soon (13th) and so I will focus on him in the first place.

I decided to slide in Jaysen for something else yesterday (because spontaneous things still happen) and I'll hopp in to take a bunch of pic of him as well once my writing here is done, bc he's modeling for some new real cool pants. And then I go back to my soldier boy doing the same (if I can manage bc taking pic … takes time xD).

What elese?

I'll just need to find a balance when I do at least answer roleplay or do story writing because this also I feel very bad about It gets neglected the most, mainly because I've never been a writer. But I find such joy in it and I feel like a bad person that my rp partner always has to wait such long time until I answer. Some days I'd just love to thorw literally everything aside and just do rp 24h nonstop (we all know this doesn't work) because I love love love this story that developed in the past year and when I think about it I'm just so hyped to share it one day but it's a lot of work to do. It's gotten something like a lifetime project by now?

And I need to stop hording my drafts. Its getting ridiculous …

#thoughts

[nikatyler]

𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟚

Time for a recap of the last twelve months! It's basically my tradition at this point. This year was a weird one. I'm not even gonna get into real life issues. It sure was something and I'm going into 2023 with no energy and zero expectations, lol. But with this mindset, I can only be pleasantly surprised, right? Or...the world will show me that when you think it can't get any worse, it will.

Anyway, simblr stuff! This is the year I started drifting away from tumblr. It makes me sad, but really, it just isn't the same as it was when I joined. The interaction is not what I wish to get so I'm simply moving to places where I feel like I'm actually heard and seen. Idk. I've tried a few times to "be the change I wanna see" but it's hard to change stuff around here. But oh well, to each their own. I'll probably stick around, even if I hang out more somewhere else and what you see are mostly queued posts. And, well, if twitter burns down, which I wouldn't be surprised if it did, you know I'll fully come back here. I love this hellsite. Genuinely. It makes me mad but I love it.

But I still love you guys. TS3 discord and a few other people who are not in that discord, I do seriously love you.

So, what was happening on this blog this year?

𝕛𝕒𝕟𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪

I was still posting my previous BC! Well, I was finishing it. Vi became a parent and hadn't become a cheating jerk yet. 😅

𝕗𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪

*this* is Vi's cheating jerk era. I still feel bad about how I resolved the whole thing, it was too rushed. I guess I was focusing more on the gameplay part and the NSB rules and less on whether their actions are logical? Prince shouldn't have come back to him, that's the hill I'll die on :D I know, I know, NSB rules and all, but he shouldn't have.

𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙

We're slowly moving onto Bloom's very short generation, as well as gen 3 of my lepacy. It's Ginevra's time to shine, but first, we spent a lot of time with the winners of Axel and August's BC.

𝕒𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕝

Bambi and Candy are born, as well as the BC babies. Loads of baby cuteness in April on this blog. Oh and Ross flourishes in his babysitter era. Well, he's always been a babysitter to his descendants, but I feel like this is where he 100 % accepts it 😂

𝕞𝕒𝕪

Gins' era truly starts now (why do I keep saying era in this recap lmao). I had a lot of fun playing in Twinbrook again and Ginevra and Lori were so great. <3

𝕛𝕦𝕟𝕖

Alongside my lepacy (hi Elias & other gen 4 babies), I started posting the pink gen of NSB and also, my 100 Baby Challenge! I still can't believe I actually did that, and that I completed it in like two months only. Wow. What. I mean, yeah, I hyperfocused on it, but still. How did I do that.

𝕛𝕦𝕝𝕪

Again, gen 3 of lepacy and gen 7 of NSB, not much to say here. As for playing, I mostly just played the baby challenge. Oh! And Maeve's BC, of course.

Ohh, and July was the month when I decided to dive into the wonderful sims community on twitter. Probably one of my best decisions this year as I made many great friends there...🥰🥰

𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕦𝕤𝕥

Gen 3 ends and Sawyer is ready to take over Bridgeport but he has to wait for a bit. Pastel enters the blog and her bonding with Ross is seriously one of my most favourite things. I didn't think of this at first when I was playing, it only came to me later when I was posting the generation, but he definitely grew fond of her because she reminds him of Sunset so much ;-;

𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣

Good news: Bambi and Atsuko get married. Bad news: Ross and Caleb break up. *sigh* There's so much to unpack with their breakup storyline. Yes it makes sense that they'd hit a few bumps on the road, yes it makes sense that some of them would be bad, but...deep down, the breakup only happened because of my insecurities and lowkey being afraid of using a townie in my stories. At least I kinda got over that this fall (thank you twitter moots).

More good news: I'm finally posting the BC!!

𝕠𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣

I finished posting the 100BC and...yeah this was Maeve's month. October was also very vampiric, but I'll probably mention that in a separate recap (if I do a separate recap haha), as this one only focuses on my regular daily content (legacies and such)

𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣

In November, we saw the funniest twist to ever happen in my BCs. Sorry River :D Aaand we also have the winner of Maeve's BC! I can't wait for you all to see them again in the legacy. Next year, hopefully.

𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣

Sawyer's time to shine has come. Well, not really, his siblings are constantly stealing it. Don't be surprised if he one day, you know, steals their organs and sells them.

Oh, and it's also TS3!Ross's time to shine. Because of course it is. I knew I needed to use his TS3 self somewhere, and all things considered, this felt like a perfect time for that.

December was also the month I started posting videos on youtube. I'm sorry if I'm annoying about that, but I just enjoy it so much. Never thought I'd say that. So, if you haven't yet, feel free to check it out (and subscribe maybe? 🥺). I'm hoping to do some fun stuff next year.

What's in store for 2023? I'll probably talk about that later, but to put it simply, I think this blog will be stuck with NSB and lepacy.

Thanks for sticking around with my grumpy self. Here's to a better 2023.

Happy new year, everyone!

#ts4 #ts3 #sims 4 #sims 3 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #fleur extra #breeze nsb legacy extra

[platinumaspiration]

an update from me below the cut:

Just an FYI - I'm doing a two-day turnaround time on ask responses. I know that sounds corporate, but I get like 5+ requests every time I post a conversion and it's a bit overwhelming to respond immediately.

and I know what you're thinking, space out the cc posts to slow down the asks. I've thought about doing that, but I have ~30 posts queued out to September now. I have CC not even in the queue ready to go. the asks/requests will flow in regardless lol so it makes no sense to make someone wait until December for a hair

i love fulfilling requests and i love the trust fall we're all doing together, i'm just asking you all to bear in mind your request is going to take potentially 2-3 months before you see it

this is not me saying i don't want your requests/suggestions, it's just a disclaimer that if/when I accept, it's gonna be awhile before it comes to your feed

anyway, it boils down that i just feel bad that the queue is so long. 3 posts a week feels like a lot already and putting it all out at once may cause people to miss something and over stimulating for me.

if you don't want to wait for me the queue, I totally understand. There is the GOS Wishing Tree where other creators may pick it up!

tldr: my capricorn stellium loves this shit lol. if you want to see where i'm at, i do have a requests/wip page and i updated the dates of release on most of the conversions. Have patience for my queue, it can't help itself.

love you all, you matter!

#updates #don't be alarmed by the wall of text #i'm so excited for the queue #i'm trying to keep it transparent

[invisibleraven]

Another kiss prompt: Rulie + 46?

Julie bounced on her toes as she watched the arrivals gate for Reggie. He had gone to Georgia to visit his MeeMaw a few weeks ago, and she had had an unfortunate fall while he was there. Reggie had insisted on staying until she was up and about again, which Julie found incredibly sweet, but she missed him terribly.

Work had kept her from going with Reggie, and she truly began to envy that his job allowed him to work from anywhere while she slaved away in an office. But now he was back, after what was surely the longest separation that they had endured as a couple, and Julie was more than ready to see him again.

Finally people started coming through the gate, and Julie cursed her shorter stature as they blocked her view of new arrivals. She started jumping up and down and finally caught sight of a flash of dark hair, red flannel, and that devastating crooked grin.

"REGGIE!"

He saw her, his face lighting up like the 4'th of July, and he rushed towards her. "JULIE!"

He all but crashed into her, pulling her into his arms, their mouths finding one another, like a pair of magnets, drawn together through sheer attraction as Reggie twirled them around.

They finally stopped spinning, with Reggie setting Julie down, smiling at her, and leaning back down for another quick kiss. "Gosh I missed you."

"Never leave again," Julie said, though it was slightly muffled from where her face was buried in his chest.

"Not if I can help it Jules, I promise darlin'." He then picked up his bags, tossing an arm over her shoulder. "Now, let's go home."

At home, Julie went out of her way to ensure Reggie knew how much he was missed; his favourite foods and drinks, a Star Wars marathon queued up on the TV, and a tumble in their freshly washed sheets. "I know I said I'd never leave again, but if this is the kind of welcome home I get I may have to leave more often," Reggie quipped as they relaxed in the bath afterwards.

Julie scowled, smacking his chest lightly. "You said never again, no take backs."

"Alright, I am a man of my word after all," Reggie chuckled.

"So MeeMaw is really okay?" Julie questioned later as they snuggled in bed.

"She kept fussing over me, worrying I wasn't eating enough even when she couldn't move from bed, so I think she'll be fine. My aunt Delilah is there now, she'll make sure MeeMaw keeps out of trouble," Reggie said, slipping under the covers, only the soft lighting of the bedside lamp illuminating him. "It was nice to have all that time to spend with her though. We talked about you a lot."

"Good things I hope."

"Always, honestly I think Meemaw loves you more than me," Reggie chuckled. "Honestly she told me if I didn't end up making an honest woman of you before she passed on she would come back and haunt me."

Julie laughed at that, but then she saw something in Reggie's eyes, "Well then you had better propose before we have to call Ghost Busters."

"The thing is..." Reggie said, holding up a small box. "I already bought the ring before I even went." He opened the lid, showing Julie the ring, a gold band with alternating rubies and diamond with a larger heart shaped amethyst in the middle. "So whaddya say Julie? You wanna make an honest man outta me?"

Julie let her trembling fingers touch the ring, slipping it onto her finger and admiring it. "Well..." she drawled. "I suppose I have to say yes. For MeeMaw's sake."

Reggie chuckled, but it was quickly silenced by Julie's mouth as they shared a sweet kiss. They would spend the rest of the night planning, and arguing on who got to tell MeeMaw in the morning, finally agreeing that they would do it together.

Meemaw's reaction, of course, was priceless. "You mean you two weren't married already? Could have sworn you were," she said wryly, winking at them both. "Well I can't wait to come to the wedding. But Reggie puddin', you had better make me a great grandma before I join Pop-Pop, or else..."

"You're gonna haunt me, I know," Reggie replied with a chuckle. Julie grinned, pressing a kiss to Reggie's cheek, and hoped MeeMaw planned on sticking around for quite some time.

#filled prompts #ficlet #rulie #julie and the phantoms

[cinnamon-notes]

[cinnamon's diary, april 24th]: "as a guy who makes coffee for a living, i enjoy talking to a girl who needs coffee for her living"

My work training is almost over. I'm gonna miss the barista from the little café that's in that work-training facility SO MUCH. Today we talked about work. He told me about his past work experiences, and I told him about my future work ambitions. I was amazed by his storytelling and his anecdotes, as I always am. And he was amazed by my determination to fulfill that youth-ish need to just do, create, make, live, see, feel. He asked me what I like about being a graphic designer, and I told him what I hate about not being a graphic designer. I hate having to work aimlessly. I need a goal. And I need to be creative at my job. I would kms had I to kill my creativity because of my job. And he genuinely asked why nowadays the young are less and less prone to take up a creative job. He couldn't understand why contemporary society had less and less art. And he was so sorry about that. And I told him it does not have less and less art. And we are not less prone to take up creativity. Contemporary society is just a capitalistic one that does not encourage self expression, art, pain, existentialism. Art is a part of humankind, and so are feelings, you can't take that away from us. Nothing will ever be able to. Somehow, though, we managed to hate ourselves to the point we're not that happy with things that make us, in fact, humans. And we started this beautiful conversation about humankind and human-y things. And how much we hate capitalism. And how cynical capitalism makes the both of us. And how much hate and loathing we have when it comes to capitalism. And suddenly I totally understood what Lauren Graham meant when she wrote in her book:

“It's very useful to have a friend who is much older and one who is much younger. The older friend will remind you what there is to look forward to and the younger friend will keep you telling your stories over again so you'll remember not to forget them. An older friend will tell you you have plenty of time yet, and a younger friend will make you forget time altogether because when you're with them you'll feel, even for a moment, that you're the exact same age”

And we also talked about what we enjoy, which doesn't necessarily have to become a part of our professional life. I found out he likes The Godfather (his Marlon Brando impression>>>), and he loves Pink Floyd. Basically I found out he's got taste!

And I loved the way I found out he's a The Godfather fan. I was waiting for the first coffee I'd take there and, oddly, my friends were queuing with me (but just because they wanted coffee, too). And I can't remember what the context was, but at some point I said to one of them "as long as no one mails you a dead fish, you're fine". But my friends didn't get what I meant. And I didn't know how to explain it to them, because somehow I couldn't remember Luca Brasi's name. So I went all, "you know when in The Godfather the Corleones are mailed a dead fish wrapped in that guy's bulletproof vest, what's his name again? Which is mafia code for I killed your man, cuz he sleeps with the fish? Ugh- so frustrating, what was that damn guy's name??? Oh, come on, you get which part of the movie I'm talking about!!" And he leaned over the counter and said from behind my shoulders, "Luca Brasi, the guy's name's Luca Brasi! And that was a great reference, by the way!" Before he proceeded to do his Marlon Brando impression. Very funny.

Little introduction to this other paragraph: in my country we call black coffee a "normal" (it's language-wise. Keep it in mind though). As soon as he saw me queuing for the yeah-I-need-caffeine-again-th time, he went to serve me, but I gestured he'd go on with other people first. I don't like drinking coffee at the counter when I'm surrounded by people who push me to finish it as soon as possible, especially if I'm drinking it by myself. I need to take my coffee slowly, calmly, and actually enjoy it. So I waited. And as my turn to sit at the counter arrived, he pointed at me and asked, "normal?" And I went all "only my coffee!" And when he was laying out all the things that etiquette says are a must when you're serving coffee and you're a barista, I went all "Save water, buddy. Don't give me plates and spoons you know I won't use just to pointlessly wash them. I just need a cup, any cup, that has coffee in it" and he went all, THANK YOU!" and it was funny. His reaction was funny. It was so overly exaggerated, hence funny. And I was like, "Wtf? Calm down! I just did you a favor! Don't your coffee-drinker customers do the same?" And his "oh, believe me, they don't" face was hilarious.

At some point he said, "oh, by the way, as a guy who makes coffee for a living, i enjoy talking to a girl who needs coffee for her living", and I loved that sentence so much. And it made me feel connected. And it was the perfect definition for our conversations. Cuz that's exactly how the drill goes. I arrive at the facility. I walk to the counter. I ask him for coffee. I enter the auditorium for the lecture. I get bored. I pretend I have to go to the restroom. I stop by the cafè. I ask for another coffee. We listen to Pink Floyd and talk. I go back to the auditorium. I get bored again. I go out. I take another coffee. Pink Floyd play in the background, and we talk. Etc. Etc. Etc. Etc. Etc.

I said goodbye before leaving, and he told me, "don't you dare not take care of your creativity, kid!" And I was mesmerized. And suddenly life was beautiful although it was spring. And suddenly I saw why it's worth living. And suddenly I remembered what makes it such. And suddenly I felt alive. I felt in the right place at the right time. Having the right soul.

#was in my draft and i forgot i didnt actually post it yesterday lmaooo #yeah we definitely pulled a lorelai-luke but without the romance and more like a lorelai-mia. it was sweeeeeet #lorelai gilmore #lauren graham #cinnamon diary

[savebatsfromscratch]

According this this post from 2013, it's DPA month! (Actually ten years ago...?) So I answered the questions! (Also this has been queued since December 2022 lol.)

I know this was supposed to be day by day, but I don't feel like it.

1. How did you start reading DPA?

This is gonna sound really dumb, but I found book six at my local library and started reading because I thought Koya had a cool outfit.

2. Who is your favorite hero?

It was Koya for a long long time, but as I'm writing this it's either Jun or Hareta. :) Not sure.

3. Who's your favorite villain?

This is gonna sound dumb, but I really do actually LOVE B-2. He's got some actually very good writing, and along with that he has a character arch! He's my little guy, but if I talk about him it comes out like a joke. qwq (Besides him though, really like Mars, she's just so cute.)

4. Favorite chapter?

Not sure if it's *actually* my favorite, but the battle between Mitsumi and Hareta when Mitsumi was in Team Galactic was one of the high points in the series.

5. What's something you wanted to see happen that didn't?

I wanted Jun and Hareta to battle! They're rivals and (unless I'm forgetting something stupid) they have never had a proper battle! It makes me sad. qwq

6. Favorite pokémon?

Hareta's Misdreavus! (Or Koya's Absol.) Such a little guy.

7. If DPA had a voice cast, who would you want to hear in the roles?

I don't know any voice actors besides Eric Vale (who I know from Hetalia), so, uh, he can be Jun I guess. XD

8. Favorite B-2 butt abuse moment?

I like the one where he gets bit from the first time because he imedietly shoots Hareta afterwards.

9. What's your favorite Hareta scene?

I like all the ones where he gets beat up and/or acts serious. XD (So, once again, the Mitsumi and Hareta battle is a favorite.

10. Did you have any predictions about DPA that came true?

I really wasn't thinking when I read it, so I didn't really have any predictions to make. (Also I read it in this order, "six, two, seven, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, *wait three years*, eight. My library didn't have the last book so I had to buy it.)

11. Did you have any predictions about DPA that didn't come true?

Again, I didn't try to think lol.

12. (November 12th is Cyrus Appreciation Day) What's your favorite Cyrus scene?

The one where Mitsumi, Jun, and Hareta are jokingly guessing what he was doing when he was missing. (Maybe this is more of a Jupiter scene but still.)

...

OOH WAIT. THAT ONE ON THE BRIDGE WHERE ALL THE GRAVES SHOW UP. THAT ONE IS SO GOOD.

13. Do you have any headcanons for DPA?

I lot! I guess the biggest one is that Hareta is (ethicly) Yupik! Or, the Pokemon world equivilent of it. (Link to article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yupik_peoples ) I also have some sexuality headcannons, such as Hareta being Pansexual, Koya being a man enjoyer but also a bit aspec, etc.

14. Favorite single panel?

OOH HOW DO I CHOOSE... I probably can't pick an actual favorite, because I have so many, but I know that page 13 in book 4 is always a win. (And the "I'm okay with being stupid!" panel is still awesome.)

15. What's your favorite Mitsumi scene?

I like the one where she almost gets exploded in the building. :D

16. What's your favorite Jun scene?

The one where he gets choked by the Tangrowth lol.

17. Favorite pokémon battle?

I already said it like eight times, but the Hareta and Mitsumi one is REALLY good. I also quite like the Koya and Hareta one. :)

18. Favorite Gym Leader/League battle?

I really really like Volker, but he was hardly in this manga so I guess Roarke?

19. Not including Charon, what's your favorite Galactic Commander scene?

Hmm. I like Hareta's dad's interaction with Cyrus that one time. (Honestly I don't pay much attention to the Galactic characters, lol.)

20. What're some alternate outfits you want to see the characters in?

I want to see Hareta wearing a big coat. :) I also want Koya to wear am emo outfit, Mitsumi in a period costume (any era is fine), and Jun in, uh, full plate armor, sure.

21. Favorite shipping? (feel free to divide this into categories if need be!)

I can't pick a favorite! Uh, Jun x Hareta??? I guess??

22. What's your favorite Koya scene?

The one where he gets beat up in the volcano in book six. 🙃 (I'm, um, into pain I guess.)

23. Who's a game character you wanted to see appear that didn't?

I've never played the game, so I don't know.

24. Who do you think won the last battle, Hareta or Koya?

It makes sense for Hareta to win, I think. (Koya's great too, but he was totally gonna get beat up in their unprompted battle, so why not carry it over?)

25. What's your favorite Charon scene?

LEAST favorite? Uh, I dunno, I can't think of any.

26. Who do you think won between Mitsumi and Cynthia?

Mitsumi. :)

27. What's your favorite Piplup/Empoleon scene?

The one where Hareta is doing the contest and he gets all sad and stuff.

28. What are some pokémon you would want to see the characters with?

I dunno. I guess I want Koya's Growlithe and Hareta's Misdreavus to evolve? Other than that I can't really think of anything.

29. Where do you think Hareta went after the epilogue?

I think he just kinda chilled honestly.

30. Given about three years since the series ended, what do you think the characters are doing now?

I think Mistumi is the Champion in contests, Koya is in the police still, Jun is doing his very best, and Hareta is back in the woods.

#actual post #pokemon dpa #trainer mitsumi #trainer hareta #trainer jun #trainer koya #trainer cyrus #trainer mars

[dleena2023]

NIGHTMARES & DAYDREAMS WORLD TOUR '23

bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

timecheck it's 10.16pm right now and guess what? ATC CONCERT IS TOMORROW. YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. AGAINST THE CURRENT IS PERFORMING TOMORROW. AHHHHHHH MAMAMIA WHAT IS THIS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING FOR REAL. BOUGHT THE TIX IN FEB AND PAK PAK IT'S FINALLY TOMORROW. MAN, TIME FLIES REALLY FAST HUH. OMG I'M SO PUMPED UP & STOKEDDDD MANNNN. I DON'T EVEN THINK I CAN SLEEP PEACEFULLY LATER HAHAHAHAHA. I MEAN... I SLEPT EARLIER IN THE AFTERNOON SOOO ;P OKAYY SO NOW LAGU 'STRANGERS AGAIN' IS PLAYING FROM MY PHONE WHILE I'M TYPING THESE WORDS WOOOOO!!!!! OKAY SO I'LL BE MEETING NADDY TOMORROW AT ORCHARD MRT AROUND 4PM. YASSS I'M GOING WITH NADDY FOR MY 1ST ATC CONCERT. OUR 1ST CONCERT TOGETHERRRR. OMGOMGOMG FINALLY SOMEONE THAT I CAN GO WITH & AM COMFORTABLE. I VIVIDLY REMEMBER MY DPR CONCERT - I ARRIVED AND WAS QUEUING FOR THE VIP LINE. AND OMG I WANTED TO CRY SEY BECAUSE THERE WERE A LOOOOT OF PEOPLE AND I WAS SO AWKWARD AND I DIDN'T KNOW ANYONE. IT MADE ME A BIT UNCOMFORTABLE THAT I STARTED TO TEAR UP AND MY HEART WAS LIKE "CAN WE GO HOME? I WANNA GO HOME." HAHAHAHA. BUT SO FAR ALHAMDULILLAH IT ALL WENT GOOD. ONE OF THE BEST NIGHTS OF MY LIFE SO FAR HEHE. AND I HOPE TOMORROW WOULD BE THE SAME TOO (OR EVEN BETTER, WHO KNOWS? X) ALHAMDULILLAH I MEMORISED ALL OF THE SONGS ALREADY, OKAY MAYBE NOT ALL MAYBE THERE ARE LIKE 2-3 SONGS THAT I'M STILL UNFAMILIAR WITH BUT SO FAR THE MELODY IS EASY TO FOLLOW WITH SO YEAPPP. I SHOULD SAY I'M KIND OF HARDCORE COS I WANTED EVERYTHING TO BE PERFECT. BUT I REMEMBER, NOTHING IS PERFECT. AND NO ONE IS PERFECT. THAT MADE ME REALISE THAT IT'S OKAY TO MAKE MISTAKES COS IT'S BOUND TO HAPPEN. IT ALWAYS IS. LYRICS TERLUPE KE, TERKIAL2 KE TERSALAH KE YANG PENTING, I HAVE FUN, ENJOY THE NIGHT AND LIVE IN THE MOMENT :D OKAYOKAY NOW I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW ESPECIALLY THE MEET & GREET WAAAAA AND YAS I BOUGHT IT LAST MONTH HEHEHEHE COS I'M LIKE WHY NOT KAN SINCE ARTISTS HAVE THEIR WORLD TOUR LIKE EVERY 4 YEARS SO IT'S REALLY WORTH IT ONCE IN A WHILE. AND I DON'T WANNA BREAK MY HEART BUT I WANNA TALK TO THEM ESPECIALLY CHRISSY ABOUT MY LOVE FOR T1. THIS YEAR MIGHT BE THE LAST FOR THIS ROSTER AND I WANTED TO PUT ALL MY HEART OUT FOR THEM. I WANT TO TALK TO THEM ABOUT T1, KERIA & FAKER!!! WORLD TOUR THIS YEAR = COINCIDES WITH LAST OF ZOFGK. KIND OF FORTITUOUS, NO? :') OKAY NO MORE SADNESS, BACK TO MY MEET & GREET I ALREADY PLANNED TO BRING MY PERSONAL SAJAK WITH ROSE PETALS ADORNING THE FRAME (REPRESENTING THE 5 T1 MEMBERS) HEHE AND YEAAPPP HOPEFULLY I WILL TALK CASUALLY & COMFORTABLY WITH THEMMM. I'M AFRAID I'LL BE DAMN NERVOUS THAT MY MOUTH DOESN'T OPEN LMAO BUT IN SHA ALLAH TAKDE PAPE AYYY. EVERYTHING WILL GO SMOOTHLY IN SHA ALLAH. IT'S ABOUT SOMEONE WHO FEELS LIKE HOME TO YOU AND YOU LOOK FORWARD TO COMING HOME EVERYDAY. BUT NOW YOU ARE NOT ABLE TO DO SO BECAUSE THE HOME IS NO LONGER IN YOUR LIFE ANYMORE </3 IT'S INSPIRED BY MY ALL-TIME FAVOURITE SONG FROM THEM AKA ROSESSSSS. (IF I HAVE THE TIME, I'LL POST IT HERE). AND THE SAJAK IS ALSO INSPIRED BY MY JOURNEY WITH T1 FOR THE LAST 2 & 1/2 YEARS <3 I' GONNA TAKE A LOOOOOT OF PHOTOS & VIDEOS FOR SURE MAYBE BUAT VLOG KE APE HAHAHA OF COURSE IT'S DEFINITELY FOR THE MEMORIES :3 I CAN FORESEE MYSELF BEING HYPED UP, SCREAMING, DANCING AND MAYBE CRYING LMAOO BUT I DON'T WANNA PUT MY EXPECTATIONS TOO HIGH. I'M JUST GONNA HAVE FUN AND ENJOY MY NIGHT WITH NADDY. AND RELATE TO EVERY SONG AND LIVE IN THE MOMENT ^-^ EVERY SONG IS DEFINITELY GONNA BE LIT OMG ESPECIALLY ROSESSSSS AHHHH AND EVERYTHING LAAA. OKAY YOU KNOW WHAT I'M JUST GONNA DO MY BEST FOR TOMORROW AND SERAHKAN EVERYTHING TO ALLAH. I KNOW ALLAH WILL DEFINITELY PERMUDAHKAN FOR ME :) JUST HAVE TAWAKKUL, DO MY BEST, BE HAPPY AND GO JERR!!!! REST WELL AND ALL THE BEST LOVE!!!!! SEE YOU TOMORROW AND I'LL KEEP AN UPDATE ON THIS IN SHA ALLAH WEEEEEEE <3333333333

and thank you so so so much Ya Allah for easing my preparation progress for the concert <3

#against the current #red #t1 #atc #love #naddy #stokedddd #zofgk

[likehephaestionwhodied15]

Alec Lightwood Hockey AU

[threads can start anywhere in the story after Alec is an Adult, and do not have to follow this exact story line] 

[very long post under the cut]

Alec grew up playing pond hockey in Northern New York. His father expected great things from him, expected Alec to win the Stanley cup he never did. Alec ends up disapointing his father at every turn. 

He turns down the chance to join any of the Major Junior teams, avoiding the draft completely, instead playing for his High School team. Its less risk, he tells himself, less pressure. If anyone finds out he’s gay- well there will be less of a spotlight. And if he keeps the lid on it plenty of kids have gone on to the NHL with out playing Major Juniors. 

After graduating High School Alec again turns down the chance to play in the Canadian Hockey League, deciding instead to go to College, Boston College in fact. “A good hockey school.” He promises his father it doesn’t make things any better. 

Alec goes un-drafted, his father blames him, tells Alec that he should have done better at the draft combine, that he probably had shit interviews with the teams “If any team wanted to talk to you anyways.” Alec is secretly relieved. He wants to play Hockey for the rest of his life, or as long as possible anyways, but the burden of his father’s expectations, and the thought of being the only queer player in an entire league are heavy. He knows he wouldn’t be the only queer player statistically it’s impossible but that’s all he has to go off of, statistics. He and math have never been friends. 

When the call for the National Team comes Alec isn’t sure who is more suprised, him or his father. The American team could fill up with boys from the National Program, boys in the CHL, boys who’ve been drafted, and boy playing in the NHL right now. It’s not a chance he can turn down. He doesn’t even want to, playing on the second largest international stage should terrify him, his carefully held secrets. But it doesn’t, he takes the chance. 

After his spectacular play in the international tournament offers from teams start rolling in. He knows his father scowls as he turns each one down “I want to finish my education first.” He could be letting go of his shot at the NHL, his father tells him, and maybe he’s right but Alec wants this, a degree is a sure future, an NHL contract is not. 

Alec gets the call for the National Junior team again the next year. This time, not only does he play for his country, he captains the team, after all it might be the last time he gets to wear the stars and stripes. And  just like the year before the offers from teams come rolling in. He tells them what he told them the year before “two more years, and then I’ll think about it.” 

The Winter of his Senior year he takes a leave from school to go play in the Olympics. He doesn’t know how he made the cut, there are so many Americans in the NHL, not even the CHL boys make the cut, or the National program boys. So there’s no way Alec can say no. He gets more calls from more NHL teams, even after a Silver Medal to Canada. He has less than a semester left, he won’t give up now. 

He graduates on a Saturday, after he walks across the stage he walks out of the arena and into the locker room. He gives the Logo in the middle of the room a reverent kiss on his way out, stuffing his cap and gown in his back pack before getting a cab, hoping on a plane, and goin to Ukraine. He has one more international tournament to play in before he makes a choice about the NHL. 

In Ukraine he meets with executives from half a dozen teams. He almost wishes he had his dad around, to help him listen, understand what was being said. Wishes he had the money for an agent. Instead he had to go with his gut, he signs with the Edmonton Oilers. 

Alec realizes that his hopes of staying out of the spotlight are gone as soon as his plane touches down in Edmonton. He’d stayed out of the public eye so far, doing as few interviews as he could get away with. Letting the others on his team shine, doing his best to direct all the attention to his defense partner. But now, there are reporters with cameras, and he doesn’t know how they found out what flight he was on. He goes into a cold sweat while answering as few of the million questions posed to him as possible. 

After his frist week of training camp Alec wonders if he ought to have signed in Montreal, maybe not knowing French would get him out of most of these questions. He envies the guys from overseas, the ones he knows are pretending not to know English to avoid the media. He had always hidden himself but now he works overtime. His phone’s pass key switched for a finger print. Any possible incriminating message deleted after he reads it, refusing to even think about his private life around reporters, his team mates. 

it goes well, until it doesn’t. Half way though the season Alec loses his footing both figuratively and literally. Literally he slips, his foot slamming into the board his ankle going wonky, a team mate has to help him off the ice. Figuratively he pulls even further away from his team mates. Even after he is all healed up he doesn’t play right. Like he is out of sync. 

From here it’s whatever the thread wants it to be. Alec can come out or not. He can get back in sync or not. I don’t have any other set ideas about Alec in the NHL

#Alec Lightwood rp #The archer || about #verse: hockey #gods I forgot how much i love hockey AUs #this was gonna be queued but I can't wait for it to come out

[victorluvsalice]

The Sims 4 Seasons: Official Reveal Trailer from The Sims 

Had to feature this because A) it’s the expansion we’ve all be clamoring for, and B) ROLLERBLADING WILL BE A THING!

If you’re wondering why I’m so excited about that, remember one of my Valice/Vemilicia date ideas? :D

I’m all for beekeeping too -- you’d better believe Victor’s going to get a hive.

#sims 4 #sims 4 seasons #trailer #also the swings #and outerwear #and weather machines #and just this looks like it's gonna be a fun pack #back to form after That One Stuff Pack #and coming out so soon too! #though I can't get it right away #this is probably gonna be another mod-pocalypse #wait until my MC Command Center is updated #but still #something to look forward to :D #queued