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VITD Sims Lookbook: Alice

And finally, with Victor and Smiler done, we finish off with some looks for our lovely Cutter, Alice!

Alice gets straight into the custom content with one of her everyday outfits, wearing the blue swatches of the 1890s Working Girl set by @vintagesimstress! And unlike the last time I showed her in this outfit, this time she has the apron overlay to go with it. XD Looks good on her AND gives her the proper working-class vibes!

For bedtime, Alice gets a pretty nightgown -- and much like Smiler, while they're not era-appropriate, I had to give Alice the cute bunny slippers too. XD What, we know she likes white rabbits! If I remember correctly, that nightgown is a dress that comes with the Cottage Garden Fan Stuff Pack made by @plumbobteasociety -- I thought it looked nice as nightwear for her.

For that semi-formal party everyone's going to, Alice gets a Realm of Magic top and skirt that make her look at least somewhat respectable. While I think the outfit as a whole is a little pale, I really wanted to use that top on her -- I think she looks good in it. And the skirt ended up working with it pretty well (which is good, because it took me ages to find one that actually went with the top. Some of this shit is HARD to match, let me tell you!).

And for a formal occasion -- well, unlike the boy and the non-binary person, Alice doesn't need to rely on CC here. Get Famous provides a beautiful Victorian dress for her to swan around in! (Though I should probably download a few for her anyway, for variety's sake -- or at least a couple of hats that might go well with this outfit. Head looks a little naked here!) She looks ready for a day in Brightstone, doesn't she?

Okay, admittedly I didn't intend this outfit as an athletic outfit, just another everyday one (though I suppose Alice COULD wear it for working out). And this Cats & Dogs dress is probably a little too modern to fit the proper BITD vibes. But I really like it for the simple reason the patchwork skirt looks like something Alice made herself -- finding and saving up scraps of fabric so she could have something else to wear besides her iconic striped blouse and black skirt. And you can't deny, it DOES look good on her!

And finally, for those chilly days, Alice gets in on the cozy vibes with a cherries-and-flowers theme -- the sweater (and I believe the skirt) is from Cottage Living, while the hat is a recolor created by Plumbella (from "illegally downloading clothes for my sims," in this SimFileShare folder (as you might imagine, it's the one called "beret")). She looks pretty comfy -- and those boots were definitely made for stomping around the streets in the snow and rain.

And that's that! Hope you enjoyed this look at what my VITD characters would probably wear in their universe. Next time (after Valicertine's Day), we're back to the Chill Valicer save for store shenanigans and magic shenanigans! See you then!

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shy!reader runs into cherry at a frat party.

you found yourself running later than usual for the frat party.

typically, friday evenings were a simple routine; you would heard straight to the frat house after classes—maybe stopping at your apartment for a few minutes to grab what you need—but this time, you got really caught up.

after class, your professor had called you aside. he looked serious, but you knew you weren't in trouble—your track record in his class was immaculate. he only wanted to discuss your progress and upcoming assignments, sharing a few insights about what was going to happen.

then, once the small meeting was over and you hurried back to your apartment in hopes to grab a few things, your phone buzzed—a call from your parents. you would never decline a call from them, and you'll drop everything for your family, so you didn't really mind catching up with them and talking about home... even if the call lasted longer than you anticipated.

but once your parents hung up, and you were ready to leave, bee had came bursting into your room, needing help with something. you couldn't bring yourself to say no; so you set aside your plans of leaving and stayed with her, helping her with whatever she needed until you were both ready to go.

now, as you walk up to the front door with bee, you stick by her side, taking in the amount of people spilling into the garden and crowding the hallway leading inside the frat house, following her as she confidently leads the way.

as you step inside, you smile politely at the familiar faces of students who greet bee—her always being the more social one, flitting from one person to another while you quietly observe, happy to just linger in the background.

bee leads you both into the living-room, where you usually expect to find chris man-spreading across the couch dealing his products, but to your surprise, he's absent. instead, your gaze lands on kitty, matt, and nate who are gathered together.

bee bounces giddily towards nate, who greets her with a boyish grin and sweeps her into his arms, lifting her off the ground in a warm in brace as she giggles. you can't help but smile at their interaction before shuffling closer to kitty and matt, who both welcome you with friendly nods.

"where's chris?" you ask softly, glancing around in hopes to catch a glimpse of him.

"dealin' somewhere," matt murmurs, leaning forward toward the table, one hand securely wrapped around kitty—ensuring she doesn't slip from his lap—while the other reaches for a can of soda, holding it out to you. "here, got you somethin' while we were waitin' f'you."

"thank you," you reply politely, reaching for the soda, but then you feel the weight of your bag in your hands, and you smile sheepishly. "actually.. can you keep it safe for me please?"

"sure, kid."

with that, you carefully manoeuvre through the crowd, your heart racing a little as you navigate through the sea of bodies alone, making your way towards the staircase. you brush past a few frat brothers, their drunken grins wide and welcoming as they greet you—some give light pats and gentle strokes to the top of your head, others press sloppy kisses to your forehead, making your face heat up as you smile shyly in response, which made your face feel hot.

as you continue walking, the crowd begins to thin out the more you make your way to your designated floor, heading towards the door at the far end of the hallway that belongs to chris. you notice his door beginning to open, and your heart lifts at the thought of him coming through.

but as the door swings wider, your smile falters. instead of chris, it's cherry who steps out of his bedroom, her thumb rubbing across her painted red lips, seemingly touching up her makeup.

the sight sends a wave of confusion and odd disappointment sweeping over you, and your steps come to a slow halt, the strap of your bag tightening between your fingers as you blink repeatedly, trying to process what you're witnessing.

cherry catches your eye, and her expression shifts as she notices you standing there—leaving both of you in a silence that gnaws at your insides.

you haven't seen cherry in person for a long while. the last time you caught a glimpse of her was in a photo on chris' instagram; taken at the frat formal. the sight of her pressed up against him flashes through your mind, and an uncomfortable twist coils in your stomach.

why was she in chris' room? why does her makeup look smudged? why is she fixing it? did something happen in there? a thousand question races through your mind and you take a small step back, craving some distance to collect your swirling thoughts. the air feels thick with unspoken tension, and you bite down on your plush bottom lip, wrestling with your feelings before you swallow them down.

"hello." you greet her first, mustering the courage to break the awful silence, your voice a little unsteady.

"bun," she replies, and you wince slightly at the sound of your nickname on her lips. it feels jarring and harsh, lacking the warmth it usually carries when spoken by others. even chris' way of saying it seems to brighten the word, but from her, it falls flat... almost mocking.

"excuse me," you whisper this time as you try to step past her and into chris' room, and she takes a slow step to the side, but her gaze remains locked onto yours—her eyes burning with an intensity that makes you want to turn around and go back downstairs.

"not that it's any of your business, because it's really not," cherry suddenly speaks up just as your hand brushes against the doorknob. you lift your head, looking at her with wide eyes, wondering what she's going to say. "but i didn't go with chris to the frat formal. i went because i'm a sorority girl—the sorority was invited too."

you knew that she hadn't gone with him; chris had told you that he went alone. but you didn't know she was a sorority girl, it catches you off guard a little. that was new to you. the suddenness of her confession leaves you feeling a bit disoriented, and you find your eyebrows knitting together softly.

"i.. i never said anything about—"

"i know you didn't say anything, but your whole sudden disappearance act after the formal—the whole 'radio silence' thing—that was the talk of both houses," cherry states, crossing her arms over her chest. "i was just smart enough to put two and two together and figure out why."

you immediately feel a rush of embarrassment creep up your cheeks, and a knot forms in your stomach at the thought of being the main subject of gossip. the ifea of everyone discussing you, speculating about your life, makes you skin crawl.

you didn't like that.

you didn't like that at all.

"i.. i didn't mean to make it such a big deal," you reply, trying to keep your voice steady despite the growing anxiety tightening around your chest. "and i didn't know everyone would talk about it..."

"of course they would. you're chris' current hookup. everyone is curious about you."

the label stings a lot more than you expected, and you can feel your pulse in your ears. you shift your weight awkwardly, fidgeting with the strap of your bag as the other hand loosens on the doorknob.

"you're going to be talked about, whether you like it or not," cherry continues, tilting her head to the side, her red hair falling perfectly over her shoulder and framing her face as she smirks at you. "especially because you're so different from the rest of us."

the moment the words leave her lips, you go completely silent, a chill running down your spine. you're very aware that chris has slept with multiple people before you, people that are not as quiet and shy are you are, but hearing her say it out loud makes you feel weird—so out of place and vulnerable.

you want to respond, to say something—anything—but you're just standing there, staring at her, your mouth slightly agape. cherry's smirks widens as she notices your silence, and you wish you could just disappear, to phase through the walls and escape this situation.

"yeah..." cherry drawls as she begins to walk backward, taking her leave. "thought so."

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[mostlysignssomeportents]

Bankruptcy is very, very good

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There's a truly comforting sociopathy snuggled inside capitalism ideology: if markets are systems for identifying and rewarding virtue, ability and value, then anyone who's failing in the system is actually unworthy, not unlucky; and that means the winners are not just lucky (and certainly not merely selfish), but actually the best and they owe nothing to their social inferiors apart from what their own charitable impulses dictate.

It's an economic wrapper around the old theological doctrine of providence, whereby God shows you whom he favors by giving them wealth and station, and marks out the wicked by miring them in poverty. And like the religious belief in providence, the capitalist belief in meritocracy is essential to resolving cognitive dissonance: it lets the fed winners feel morally justified in stepping over the starving losers.

The debate over merit and luck has been with us for millennia, and even the hereditary absolute monarchs of the Bronze Age had to find a way to resolve it. For the rulers of antiquity, the way to square that circle was jubilee.

Bronze Age jubilees were periodic celebrations in which all debts were canceled. Different kingdoms had different schedules for jubilees, but imagine some mix of "every x years" and "every time a new ruler takes the throne" and "every time something really portentous happens." To modern sensibilities, the idea that we would simply wipe away all debts every now and again is almost inconceivable. Why would any society practice jubilee? More importantly, how could a ruler get the wealthy creditor class to countenance a jubilee, rather than seeking a revolutionary overthrow?

The best answers to this question can be found in the scholarship of historian Michael Hudson, who has written extensively on the subject. Hudson doesn't just write for a scholarly audience, he's also a fantastic communicator with a real commitment to bringing his research to lay audiences:

https://michael-hudson.com/

Hudson's most famous saying is "debts that can't be paid, won't be paid." It's in this dense little nugget that we can find the answer the the riddle of jubilee:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/09/29/jubilance/#debt

Let's start with a simple model of debt and credit in an agricultural society. In agricultural societies, everything exists downstream of farming, which is the core activity of the civilization. If the farmers succeed, everyone can eat, and that means they can do all the other things, all the not-farming work of your society.

To farm successfully, you need credit. Farmers enter the growing season in need of inputs: seed, fertilizer, labor; they need still more labor during the harvest. Without some way to acquire these inputs before the farmer has a crop that can pay for them, there can be no crop.

No wonder, then, that the earliest "money" we have a record of is ancient Babylonian credit ledgers that record the debts of farmers who borrow against the next crop to pay for the materials and labor they'll need to grow it. Debt, not barter, is the true origin of money. The fairy tale that coin money arose spontaneously to help bartering marketgoers facilitate trade has no historical evidence, while Babylonian ledgers can be seen in person in museums all over the world.

Farming requires an enormous amount of skill, but even the most skillful farmer is a prisoner of luck. No matter how good you are at farming, no matter how hard you work, no matter how carefully you plan, you can still lose a harvest to blight, drought, storms or vermin.

So over time, every farmer loses a crop. When that happens, the farmer can't pay off their debts and must roll them over and pay them off with future harvests. That means that over time, the share of each harvest the farmer has claim to goes down. Thanks to compounding interest, no bumper crop can erase the debts of the bad harvests.

That means that, over time, "farmer" becomes a synonym for "debtor." Farmers' productive output is increasingly claimed by the rich and powerful. No matter how badly everyone needs food, the whims of the hereditary creditor class come to dictate the country's agricultural priorities. More ornamental flowers for the tables of the wealthy, fewer staple crops for the masses. "Creditor" and "debtor" no longer describe economic relations – they become hereditary castes.

That's where jubilee comes in. Without some way to interrupt this cycle of spiraling debt, society becomes so destabilized that the system collapses:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/07/08/jubilant/#construire-des-passerelles

In other words: debts that can't be paid, won't be paid. Either you wipe away the farmers' debts to the creditor class, or your society collapses, and with it, the political relations that made those debts payable.

Jubilee is long gone, but that doesn't mean that debts that can't be paid will get paid. Modern society has filled the jubilee gap with bankruptcy, a legal process for shriving a debtor of their debts.

Bankruptcy takes many forms. The most important split in bankruptcy types is between elite bankruptcy and the bankruptcy of the common person. The limited liability company was created to allow people with money to pool their funds to back corporations without being responsible for their debts. This "capital formation" is considered "efficient" by economists because it creates the backing for big, ambitious projects, from colonizing and extracting the wealth of distant lands (Hudson's Bay Company) to spinning up global manufacturing supply chains (Apple).

Limited liability means that companies can take on debt without exposing their investors to risks beyond their capital stake. If you buy $1,000 worth of Apple stock, that's all you stand to lose if Apple makes bad decisions. Apple may rack up billions in liabilities – say, by abusing its subcontractor workforce – but Apple's owners aren't on the hook for it.

Economists like this because it means that you can invest in Apple without having to be privy to its daily management decisions, which means that Apple can accumulate huge pools of capital, "lever them up" by borrowing even more, and then put all that money to work on R&D, product development, marketing, and, of course, "incentives" for key employees and managers.

But limited liability also does a lot of work in the political sphere. Once an individual crosses a certain wealth threshold, they become an LLC. Accountants and wealth managers and financial planners insist on this. For freelancers and other sole practitioners, the benefits of forming an LLC are modest – a few more tax write-offs and the ability to get a business credit-card with slightly superior perks.

But for the truly wealthy, transforming yourself into the "natural person" at the center of a vast pool of LLCs is essential because it allows you to accumulate and shed debts. You can secretly own rental properties and abuse your tenants, accumulate vast liabilities as local authorities pile fine upon fine, and then simply dispose of the LLC and its debts. Plan this gambit carefully enough and the debtor LLC will have no assets in its bankruptcy estate apart from the crumbling apartment building, and its most senior secured creditor will be another of your LLCs. This lets the slumlord move an apartment block from one pocket to another, leaving the debt behind.

For the corporate person, shedding debts through bankruptcy is an honorable practice. Far from being a source of shame, the well-timed, well-structured bankruptcy is just evidence of financial acumen. Think of the private equity looters who buy a company by borrowing against it, pay themselves a huge "special dividend," then wipe away the debt by taking the company bankrupt (which also lets them shed obligations to suppliers, workers, and especially, retirees and their pensions). As Trump (a serial bankrupt who has stiffed legions of contractors and creditors) would say, "That makes me smart."

The apotheosis of elite bankruptcy is found in massive corporate bankruptcies, in which a corporation kills and maims huge numbers of people, then maneuvers to get its case heard in one of three US federal courtrooms where specialist judges rubber-stamp "involuntary third-party releases" that wipe out the company's obligations to it victims for pennies on the dollar, while the company gets to keep billions:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/07/29/impunity-corrodes/#morally-bankrupt

This process was so flagrantly abused by companies like Johnson & Johnson (which spent years knowingly advising women to dust their vulvas with asbestos-tainted talc, creating an epidemic of grotesque and lethal genital cancers) that it is finally generating some scrutiny and pushback:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/02/01/j-and-j-jk/#risible-gambit

But the precarious state of elite bankruptcies has more to do with the personal corruption of the small cabal of judges who run the system than public outrage over their rulings; like that one judge in Texas who was secretly fucking the lawyer whose clients he was also handing hundreds of millions of dollars to:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/10/16/texas-two-step/#david-jones

Certainly, we don't hear much about the "moral hazard" of allowing the Sackler opioid family to keep as much as ten billion dollars in the family's offshore accounts while walking away from the victims of their drug-pushing empire, no matter what bizarre tricks they deploy in pulling off the stunt:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/08/11/justice-delayed/#justice-redeemed

But when it comes to canceling the debts of normal people, the "moral hazard" is front and center. If you're a person who borrowed $79k in student loans, paid back $190k and still owe $236k, we can't cancel your debt, because of the message that would send to other people who want to (checks notes) get an education:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/12/04/kawaski-trawick/#strike-debt

The anti-jubilee side also wants us to think of the poor creditors: who would loan money to the next generation of students if student debt cancellation was a possibility? Of course, these are federally guaranteed loans, risk-free, free money for people who already have money, a kind of UBI for the people who need it least. The idea that this credit pool would dry up if you were limited to only collecting the debts that can be paid – rather than insisting that debts that can't be paid still be paid – elevates the hereditary creditor class to a kind of fragile, easily frightened, endangered species.

But the most powerful arguments against bankruptcy are rooted in the idea of providence. In an efficient market, anyone who goes bankrupt was necessarily reckless. They were entrusted with credit they weren't entitled to, because they lacked the intrinsic merit that would let them manage that credit wisely. Letting them walk away from their debts means that they will never learn from their mistakes, and that their fellow born-to-be-poors will learn the wrong thing from those debts: that there's an easy life in borrowing, spending, and discharging your debts in bankruptcy.

As it happens, this is an empirically testable proposition. If this view of personal bankruptcy as a personal failure is correct, then people who go bankrupt and live to borrow again should end up bankrupt again, too. On the other hand, if we accept the jubilee view – that debt is the result of accumulated misfortunes, often including the misfortune of birth into poor station – then bankruptcy represents a second chance with an opportunity to dodge misfortune.

In a new study from IZA Institute of Labor Economics's Gustaf Bruze, Alexander Kjær Hilsløv and Jonas Maibom, we get just such an empirical analysis. It's called "The Long-Run Effects of Individual Debt Relief," and it examines the lives of people for a full quarter-century after a bankruptcy:

https://docs.iza.org/dp17047.pdf

The study follows Danish bankruptcies following the introduction of continental Europe's first modern bankruptcy system, which Denmark instituted in 1984. Prior to that, the Danes – like most of Europe – did not allow for a discharge of personal debt through bankruptcy. Instead, a debtor who went bankrupt would be expected to have about 20% of their lifetime wages garnished to pay back their creditors, until the debts were repaid or they died (whichever came first).

After 1984, Denmark bankruptcy system imported features of US/UK/Commonwealth bankruptcy, including the ability to restructure and discharge your debts. Not everyone is eligible for this kind of bankruptcy: there's a bureaucratic system that verifies that people seeking bankruptcy discharge don't have a lot of assets that could go to their creditors.

But for the (un)lucky people who qualify for bankruptcy discharges, there's a fascinating natural experiment in which the fortunes of people who see debt relief can be compared to bankrupt people who couldn't get their debts wiped out.

It turns out that the Bronze Age has a thing or two to teach us. Here's the headline finding: people who discharge their debts in bankruptcy experience "a large increase in earned income, employment, assets, real estate, secured debt, home ownership, and wealth that persists for more than 25 years after a court ruling."

After people are given the benefits of bankruptcy, they are less likely to rely on public benefits. They get better jobs. Their families live better lives. Their creditors get some of their money back (which is all they can realistically expect, since "debts that can't be paid, won't be paid").

As Jason Kilborn writes for Credit Slips, "the benefits of debt relief are not only substantial but robust, as debtors learn their lesson (if there was one to learn) about managing their finances, and they capitalize (literally) on their fresh start."

Score one for the luck-based theory of wealth, and minus one for the providential meritocracy hypothesis.

Americans should take note of these findings. After all, Danes are insulated from the leading American cause of bankruptcy: medical debts. In America, breaking a bone or getting cancer or even kidney stone can wipe out a lifetime of hard work, careful planning and prudential spending. The US refuses to seriously grapple with this problem. The best we can come up with is the (welcome, but tiny) step of banning credit bureaux from trashing your credit score because of your medical debt:

https://www.whitehouse.gov/briefing-room/statements-releases/2024/06/11/fact-sheet-vice-president-harris-announces-proposal-to-prohibit-medical-bills-from-being-included-on-credit-reports-and-calls-on-states-and-localities-to-take-further-actions-to-reduce-medical-debt/

Millennia ago, everyone understood that debts that can't be paid, won't be paid, and they created a system for discharging debts and freeing productive people from the tyranny of accumulated liabilities, to the benefit of all. Dismantling that system required us to invent an elaborate theological system and dress it up in economic language.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/06/17/lovilee-jubilee/#debts-that-cant-be-paid-wont-be-paid

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Absolutely everything I want to see for the next few years of The Sims 4: an extensive and giant list to check back in the next few years

update wishes:

UI update (even on CAS, why are we at 2 columns by default yet with so many packs released)

wants and fears system better connected with traits and aspirations

aspiration overhaul

plantsim overhaul

mermaids overhaul

new textures for the leaves on the ground during autumn in seasons (ik this is very specific but it bugs me so much)

collections like sims 2

riskier fires

animated elevators

disabilities

allergies

living in the same lot as a business

picture frames out of screenshots

overall wishes:

less rabbitholes

better animations for the little things (pulling a chair while sitting down, entering the elevator instead of vanishing, etc)

sims to react better to what is currently happening (standing up for wedding entrances, looking at eachother while sat, stuff like that)

new features wishes:

create a world

fairies

hobbies as a system with new features (ballet, karate classes and kites for kids, skateboarding for teens, dance classes and pottery for adults, bingo for elders, etc)

hotels and resorts where you can also run your own hotel

cars.......... fixer uppers, school buses, taxis

driving lessons, bus passes, etc

on stage: bands (with new instruments), magic shows, kids recitals, concerts and music festivals

bands to be able to host auditions, set rehearsals, go to the recording studio, sell merch, go on tour

a sports pack: separated skills with new kinds of sports: gym equipment, soccer, volleyball, golfing (with retrocompatibility with high school years and university)

parks stuff: for kids: see-saw, roundabout, bouncy castles, trampolines, merry-go-round for older sims: fun-houses, roller coasters, ridable ferris wheels, target shooting

a time travel pack: travel to the past and end up in strangetown of the sims 2 timeline or to the future and go to a dystopian world with ZOMBIES

zombies!!!! (with compatibility with life & death, with a grim phone like the one in sims 2 or something)

underwater exploration (with smntg fixed to give new features to mermaids and island living)

imaginary friends

a travel based exploration pack, like world adventures and bon voyage

more interactive museums 'cause i wanna live my animal crossing fantasies

more playable careers

burglars

an alien world based on sixam

summer camp with lots of new activities (archery, log rolling, canoeing)

supermarkets and grocery stores (or maybe even drugstores)

this thing

[specific-dreamer]

useless/detail oriented headcanons bc my fixation is fading !

ace hates getting braids. she prefers afros and twists out but sometimes she falls asleep at the drive in and when she wakes up soda gave her four corn rows

bob had a slight stutter. not “t-t-this” kind but where he talks too fast and runs out of breath causing him to blue screen so he’s repeating himself until he remembers to take a deep breath

(theater club helped a lot with his stutter so he doesn’t run out of breath as much anymore. he mostly stutters when he’s with cherry or when he’s drunk but more emo than angry)

cherry is the possessive type and bob is the jealous type. except where bobs jealousy can be explained away (“oh he didn’t mean it like that bob he was just being nice” “oh okay ❤️ yay ❤️”) cherry is possessive down. even if bob is wrong (cough canon) shes gonna defend him down (“your boyfriend was the ringleader” “johnny must have done something”)

cherrys lactose intolerant and bob is allergic to red dye 40, pollen, grass, and funny enough cherries (pollen and grass are his worst allergies; if he’s outside for more than 40 minutes without his meds then he’s down for the rest of the week sometimes even two weeks. his school attendance records are atrocious)

soda favorite classes were shop and science

pony’s favorite class is art and every year he tries to get two art slots in his schedule

soda pours milk first then cereal bc when he’s feeling down he likes to color the milk :)

sometimes darry regrets taking the boys in purely bc he misses being able to get in fights. like this boy loves fights you guys i genuinely think he rivals dally

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: cherry and bob’s favorite band is the beach boys

modern au two-bit, steve and piny play the sims. two-bit is gameplay focused, steve is cas focused and ponyboy builds

johnnys favorite utensil is a fork bc it can do everything a spoon and knife can do (yes he even uses a fork for soup he’s very determined guys)

two-bit pierced his little sisters ears bc she whined for 40 days and 40 nights (his mom tore him a new one and he wasn’t allowed to leave the house for five whole days)

darrel (mr curtis) wrote on the back of all the family photos and he then taught the boys cursive so they’d be able to read them

in the parents bedroom there are curtains. they’re red (darrel’s favorite color) with a hand sewn cream colored lace trim (karen (mrs curtis) sewed them on)

(stolen from @alaskan-wallflower bc they were so correct omfg) ponyboy has a horse named horsie

i’ve also said this one b4 but every year two-bit gets ace a new deck of playing cards except it’s completely filled with ace cards. for ace’s 16th birthday, he gets ponyboy to paint the cards with different versions of ace (there’s a card of ace after her first rumble, ace when they first met her, ace in a ballet attire, ace on top of the car just looking fierce; you name it ponyboy prolly painted it)

(icr who im stealing this from but ill come back and tag them when i find it) randy and bob play chess together when bob is an emotional drunk and feeling particularly clingy

oh speaking of; drunk bob has like two versions. emotional drunk and angry drunk. i’ve made a full post i think here

randy’s a hippie :) he comes back to tulsa (after twttin) and does everything in his power to get bob to try weed (bc ofc in my perfect world bob is still alive duh) anyways randy thinks weed would rly help bob mellow out but paul said if he found out bob (or chet) did grass he kill them dead then bring them back and kill them again (pauls a good brother send tweet)

after pony leaves darry goes back to school, something something in between, he works his way to being a TA and becomes a mentor (highly comparable to mr feeny) for mason mccormick

(i love mason sm and im not sorry)

in my ghost au, darrel becomes so fond of bob like it’s not funny. they tell each other stories about their lives and bob tells him everything he did that he knows he shouldn’t have but still did and darrel lectures him like no tmr just to end with “but you didn’t turn out completely bad, son. you’re remorseful and you feel guilty, so there’s still something in you to be saved.” and bob wants to cry throughout the whole ordeal

ugh that’s not a detail but i needed to share my thoughts for my ghost au i love it down

sodapop prefers those big red pencils they use in kindergarten to the skinny yellow number two pencils

oh sodapop and darry were originally left handed b4 they went to school and were forced to use they right hand (ponyboy was left handed too but they taught him to use his right hand b4 he started school bc they knew his forgettable ass would get popped hourly if they didn’t)

one year in middle school bob was so entranced with finding a way to make cherry like him back he forgot to submit his classes for the next school year and instead of giving him a shop class they put him in wrestling. its the only “sport” he actually liked and it’s where he gets in enthusiasm for getting into fights from

(it is my new personal hc bc i think it’s hilarious that) in the ahh au darry and bob constantly fight. like paul is sat on the couch watching a movie or something with cherry and bob and darry walks in with a big ass smile, taps bob on the shoulder, and when bob turns around darry decks tf out of him. sometimes when chet is around he’ll take bobs side and it’s the only time they work together ( @aforeffective @cherrycolacowboy dunno if i mentioned but i simply adore ahh)

steve collects matchbox cars. everytime his dad gives him money he goes out and buys a new one

big fan of the hc that two-bit is hopelessly pining for darry and they both are well aware that nothing will come of it and even still they’re best friends

ace will violently gag if she touches corduroy (the 70 will not be kind to her rip ace)

OH NICKNAMES ok darry calls ace “aces”steve and two-bit are the only ones allowed to call her “acey”

sometimes when he misses his parents and the way things use to be, darry slips up and calls “pony” ponybaby

once when soda went through this period where he wanted a normal name like darry (it lasted two hours tops) he decided everyone had to call him poppy since it’s close to his real name (but everytime someone said poppy he’d look around trying to see who they were talking too bc he frgt he’s poppy now)

ponyboy never went through that phase. he was convinced soda named him and he was so excited about that no one had the heart to break it to him that that wasn’t true

kk this is all i’ve got ! i can and im so totally willing to expand on any and all of these hcs, they mean sm to me istg

[theunderestimator-2]

Hector Penalosa as captured by Melanie Nissen back in 1977 while performing at Larchmont Hall, Los Angeles, with The Zeros, a band of high school teenagers from Chula Vista, CA, who helped create the first wave of punk rock in Southern California (photo included in the photographer's 2002 "Hard and Fast " book with photos previously published in Slash Magazine as well as some never seen before).

cheunderground.site/ : "The Zeros, often referred to affectionately as the “Mexican Ramones,” cannot only justifiably lay claim to being San Diego’s first “punk” rock group but also can brag about being one of the first punk groups in the US. In a brief but brilliant career highlighted by some classic recordings as well as shows with the Clash and Devo, the Zeros played the first big punk shows in both Los Angeles and in San Diego as early as 1977, when they were still high-school students (…) at a time when greater San Diego was both indifferent to and unimpressed by counterculture movements of any kind. Zeros guitarist and lead vocalist Javier Escovedo hails from a musical family… His brother Alejandro founded San Francisco punk band the Nuns, whose pinnacle was opening for the Sex Pistols in their legendary final concert in 1978 at the Winterland, and, was the family member with the most influence upon his musical tastes. Zeros guitarist Robert Lopez and his cousin, Zeros drummer Baba Chenelle grew up together listening to music and learning to play the guitar and drums, respectively. Baba and Hector met in PE class at Chula Vista Junior High School on April 4, 1975, the Monday after KISS made its first appearance on Burt Sugarman’s “Midnight Special.” “I told this kid I had seen this band on TV with a bunch of makeup and platforms,” Hector remembers. “Baba said, ‘Yeah, man, they’re cool. I have three of their records, so I’ll bring ‘em tomorrow, and you can check ‘em out.’ Baba turned me on to a lot of cool music like Aerosmith, the Modern Lovers and the Velvets, and we became friends,” says Hector. Hector decided to switch to bass so that he could eliminate his competition. He began teaching himself to play bass using three albums as guides: “The New York Dolls”; the Dolls’ “Too Much, Too Soon”; and John Lennon’s “Rock and Roll.” During this time, Javier and Robert, who were students at Chula Vista High School, were playing in a band called the Main Street Brats, covering Standells, Seeds, and Velvet Underground songs, alongside Javier’s originals like “Main Street Brat,” “Siamese Tease,” “Wimp” and “Don’t Push Me Around.” They recruited Baba to be the group’s drummer, and later that year, when they needed a bass player, Hector was invited to audition at Javier’s house in Chula Vista. “I didn’t hear from them for a long time afterwards,” Hector remembers. “I finally asked Baba about it, and he told me that they weren’t sure because they thought if I joined there would be too many Mexicans in the band! They were looking for a blonde guy.” The band had now become the Zeros, a nod to a line by Lester Bangs Javier had read in Creem magazine: “I don’t wanna be a hero, I just wanna be a zero.” Founding members of the band Robert Lopez & Hector Penalosa reunited to form The Zeros ’77 and will be performing on a mini So-Sal tour on 17 Sept. in LA, 21 Sept. in San Diego & 22 Sept. in Long Beach. (from 'Getting Nowhere Fas't, a book on the '76-'86 San Diego scene by Ray Brandes of The Tale-Tell Hearts)

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[mackeydoodledoo]

She Wears Short Skirts, I Wear T-Shirts: Chapter 6

Pairing: Bridget (Cheerleader AU) x (Fem!)Reader

Chapter Summary: You finally reach the end of your high school years... However, instead of running away with your band right on the last day of classes for seniors, you decide to give a big reveal to your class, and a farewell to Bridget... At Prom.

Chapter Warnings: Swearing, Angtsy Ending

Chapter Key: Italics = Thoughts, +*+ = Time Skip, F/n = Friend's name, B/n = Band Name, Bold/Italic = Flashback

Chapter Theme: Good Luck, Babe! - Chappell Roan

A/n: This isn't going to be the last chapter btw :)

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*Y/n's POV* You roll up your sleeves as you look at yourself in the mirror.

Prom...

You were going to flunk it and practically run away on tour with your bandmates. However, were personally hired by the school...

"Y/n honey your friends are here!" Your mom calls you from down stairs

Your dad helps you load your set into the back of your van.

"You're always welcome home," Your mom gives you the tightest hug, "Even if the town holds bad memories."

"Thanks mom, I'll be in touch," You say

You give your dad a hug as well before hopping into one of the single seats in the van. You wave off to your parents as your bassist drives down the street.

"We're probably coming back here once we're done with the tour," F/n says, "So we ca relax before hitting the studio."

Since 'ghosting' Bridget, your band got a record deal in the city, and you're one of two openers for a headlining band: finally reaching that goal.

"Hey you, haven't seen you since homecoming," You finally notice F/n's girlfriend sitting with her

"Told you I'd be wanting to tour with a band," She smiles, "A shame about Bridget though... How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," You answer bluntly, "But, hopefully I'll feel better after hitting some drums..."

You didn't show up to your graduation: knowing you're the laughing stock for fumbling Bridget. However, everyone who knows you well enough knows she's the one who fumbled you.

"How could one fumble Bridget so hard?!" You overhear someone's conversation

You enter the band hall. Luckily, your last period was band, you could get away from anyone who wasn't a band person.

You had your diploma mailed to your house. You didn't have a big graduation party. Only another gig.

"Before we end the night, we want to give our biggest congratulations to our Drummer and Lead Singer for their high school graduation," The bassist speaks through their microphone

The patrons cheer as you hit the kick drum.

"All right one last one up the shit hole!" The guitarist screams

That was F/n and your 'graduation party' if you will.

"Maybe some woman from another town would catch your eye!" F/n suggests

"I doubt it," You say, "Romance may have worked out for some, but not for me... Apparently..."

"You're young," The guitarist says, "You'll be able to figure it out."

"Or Pinky Pie might come back around," The bassist says

"Yeah, after a stunt like that, it's really hard to gain forgiveness," F/n says, "Forget about Bridget. She was using you as a 'lesbian experiment' or whatever..."

As you arrive to the venue you see the principal waiting at the door.

"Ahh! Y/n, congratulations," He says, checking off your band's name, "You can start setting up in the main hall."

Your guitarist brings the van up to the entrance and the six of you begin unloading the equipment.

+*+

F/n's girlfriend help you attaching your drums to their attachments. You nearly fumble attaching the higher tom onto its attachment on the kick drum.

"Are you sure you want to do this Y/n?" F/n asks, "We can always bail."

"Yeah, you still look like you're hurt," F/n's girlfriend notes

"Not going to give that damn hothead Hook the satisfaction of winning," You sigh, "But, Bridget always wanted our band to be known to the school... So she's getting that wish."

You set up the last of your drumset.

"We'll do the gig," You answer, "But, we're only playing for one hour. Then we have to leave for our tour."

"Deal," The head of prom agrees, shaking your hand

"What a bold way to do it," They tell you, "I get that you're still upset and everything-"

"I'm not," You reassure your friend

You were in full honesty... But, you feel relieved all the same.

"I'm saying goodbye," You say

"A very Y/n thing to do," The guitarist says

This gig was also the highest paying one... Wanted to make sure it was enough to get through the tour... Including tips and whomever buys merch...

"I can't believe you waited this long to reveal the band to the school," The bassist says

"I love the fact you're pinpointing me like I'm the leader," You sigh

"Well, you are the one who keeps us in time," F/n says

"That's because I'm the drummer," You say, "Well, I also thought we agreed that we wouldn't reveal our 'cool band' personas to the school since we... Hate this place F/n."

"She does have a point there..." She says, "Alright, let's get this shit show over with so we can get to the much cooler shows."

You couldn't wait to be honest.... You were going to a new state.... You never could really afford to travel. Even with a job, it wasn't enough. But, at least you weren't spoiled to death like the popular girls. You, and the people you share the stage with worked hard to earn your shit.

+*+

You see the prom-goers beginning to gather at the venue. Bridget showing up with her boyfriend... You turn away at the sight of her, beginning to feel your heartbeat thrum in your ears.

"Y/n, breathe.." F/n puts their hand on your shoulder, "We're on in Sixty."

You nod as you walk to your drum set.

"Good evening Merlin Academy High seniors!" Principal Merlin announces through the microphone

Cheers erupted from the other side of the curtain.

"Before we get to our amazing DJ of the night, we have a special opening act for all of you tonight," He continues

You grab your drumsticks...

"This band features two of Merlin Academy High's seniors," He continues, "Please give a warm welcome to... B/n!!!"

The curtain drops as you throw down a rhythm and your bandmates follow.

You look out to the audience and see Bridget's shocked face. Your brain goes back into 'performer' mode.

"Hey Seniors," F/n greets as the three of you play similar rhythms together, "Didn't expect Y/n and I huh? Well, do we have a surprise for you!"

+*+

As the set went on, countless seniors were practically in front of the stage, cheering. You see Bridget and Hunter sitting at a table in the far back... You knew she wanted to be the one at the front of the stage. Hell, even on stage with you. But, Hunter.... He seems to have said otherwise.

You could give Bridget some credit, that seeing all the people that bullied you throughout high school screaming, and cheering for the two of you.... It was gratifying..

+*+

"Thanks Merlin High Academy!" F/n says, "It's been a ride! So long, and goodnight!"

The curtain goes back up as the five of you walk backstage and take a second to breathe.

"HAHAH! Tell me the didn't feel so GOOD Y/n!" F/n smiles as they hook their arm over your shoulder

For once.... You felt... Happy.

"You should have seen all of their faces when they saw us on stage!" She continues

"Priceless!" You laugh, "They're gonna regret calling us nerds and treating us like shit in the next few years! Oh, you should have seen how all of them were practically at the front of the stage!"

As the house music began, you all begin breaking down equipment: F/n's girlfriend helping you break it down.

+*+

You carry the attachments in an elongated bag, as f/n's girlfriend carries the smaller drums, and anyone else who has an extra hand to carry the bigger drums. As the guitarist opens the back and begins meticulously organizing all the equipment, you pass some of the smaller stuff to them.

"Y/n," Bridget's voice calls out to you

You stop moving and turn to face her. Instantly your heart thrums against your ears. Her boyfriend practically clinging to her.

"Couldn't face me alone so you had to bring your little dog around?" You ask

"You little bitch!" Her boyfriend begins walking after you

"Hook, no," She presses her arms against his chest, "That's not it."

"Oh, right..." You chuckle sarcastically, "He's practically surgically attached to you and doesn't trust seeing you with the likes of me."

"Y/n that isn't fair-"

"You know what isn't fair?" You walk up to her

Hook was about to right hook your jaw, however, didn't want to in front of her.

"Letting me believe you actually cared about me," You start, "Hang out with me so many times, you invite me to your house, cheer competitions and get me to talk about all this shit after we graduate. Turns out it was all fake. To 'tell' me that we are nothing. but you know the truth... That's what's not fair... So I'm getting the fuck out of here."

You finish loading the last few pieces of your drums.

"Will I ever see you again?" Bridget asks, attempting to hold her tears back

You pause...

That little spark of hope in you wants to... The dark parts say 'fuck no'. The other... Is unsure...

"I doubt it," You answer, "Goodbye... Bridget..."

You continue walking to your van. That little spark of hope in you hoped that she'd last second change her mind and want to go with you....

*Bridget's POV* You wanted to leave your boyfriend behind and just go with Y/n... But, he was right there... Next to you... He'd never let you go...

"Finally Y/n, let's get this show on the road and forget this shit graduating class!" Y/n's friend says, which you could hear through the muffled glass

*Y/n's POV* You shut the back doors of the van, trying to keep yourself composed. Bridget's eyes glued to your back. You wanted to look back... To take in her pink hair, and her soft facial features before you may never see it again....

But, it was time to move on...

You hop into an open seat in the van, shutting the door behind you. Leaving your hometown behind...

Leaving... Bridget behind.

Chapter 7

[todaysdocument]

Aaron Fricke v. Richard B. Lynch

Record Group 21: Records of District Courts of the United StatesSeries: Civil Action Case Files

274-6164

RICHARD B LYNCH

PRINCIPAL

JOHN V DIGOES

ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL

VINCENT P MCCHYSTAL

ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL

TRAIAN S NACU

ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL

Cumberland High School

MENDON ROAD

CUMBERLAND, RHODE ISLAND 02864

(401) 767-2600

FOR IDENTIFICATION

CA 80 NO. 214

Plaintiff's Exhibit 2

April 17, 1980

Mr. Aaron W. Fricke

Eaton Street

Cumberland, Rhode Island 02864

Dear Aaron:

This is to confirm our conversation of Friday, April 11, 1080, during which I denied your request to attend the Senior Reception on May 30, 1980 at the Pleasant Valley Country Club in Sutton, Massachusetts, accompanied by a male escort.

I am denying your request for the following reasons:

1. The real and present threat of physical harm to you, your male escort and to others;

2. The adverse effect among your classmates, other students, the School and the Town of Cumberland, which is certain to follow approval of such a request for overt homosexual interaction (male or female) at a class function;

3. Since the dance is being held out of state and this is a function of the students of Cumberland High School, the School Department is powerless to insure protection in Sutton, Massachusetts. That protection would be required of property as well as persons and would expose all concerned to liability for harm which might occur;

4 It is long standing school policy that no unescorted student, male or female, is permitted to attend. To enforce this rule, a student must identify his or her escort before the committee will sell the ticket.

I suspect that other objections will be raised by your fellow students, the Cumberland School Department, Parents and other citizens, which will heighten the potential for harm.

NEAL&SS [Stamp]

Should you wish to appeal my decision, you may appeal to the Superintendent of Schools, Mr. Robert G. Condon. You will be entitled to a hearing before him or his designee. If you are not satisfied with his decision, you may appeal to the Cumberland School Committee. You are entitled to be represented by counsel, to examine and cross examine witnesses and to present witnesses on your own behalf. Further procedural details may be obtained from the Superintendent's office.

If you have any further questions, please feel free to contact me. I am sending a copy of this letter to your parents in the event they wish to be heard.

Sincerely,

Richard B. Lynch [Signature]

Richard B. Lynch

Principal

RBL: fw

cc: Mr. & Mrs. Walter Fricke

Mr. Robert G. Condon

Certified Mail

Return Receipt #639615