#he looks like an idle sim

[vais-tv-dinner]

just found this picture and laughed at it for 5 minutes like why is he just standing there like "🧍"

[fingertipsmp3]

Things that happened in my sims game today that ✨just make sense✨

-My sim went on a date with his stalker

[beescake]

i am in love with your sollux i think

sollux love party :]

if you’re interested heres some of my personal fondness thoughts on him.. big warning for the mega long read ahead aye

as we alr know sollux's rejection of participation somewhat mirrors dave's rejection of heroism, but even without getting cooked to completion i still find sollux's character v compelling beyond the fourth wall

as someone who doesnt get a pinch of that Protagonist Sparkle to begin with, he can openly say he wants to leave anytime…. and unlike dave, he actually Can leave the scene anytime. but he can never be truly Free from the story via permanent character death like the other trolls.

his irrelevancy is indeed relevant - he’s there so u can point him out.

while his image is intended to be a relic of past internet subculture, his role is not only about hehehaha being a Chad or a 2000s cyberforum 2²chan haxxor ragequit gamebro.

his continued existence also happens to add a Bit to the overarching themes of homestuck! a Bit that gives him longer-lasting thematic relevance compared to the trolls who could’ve had more character potential but didnt get to survive beyond the main story.

the Bit in question:

his defiance contributes to the illusion of agency (treating characters = people with autonomy). he’s “aware” of it, and that recognition is worth noting enough to forcibly keep him alive as both reward and punishment.

considering how his personality & classpect is designed its definitely a very haha thing for hussie to do LOL. he’s made to be op asf so he's resigned to doing dirty work, gradually deteriorating along the way but never truly dying. as fans have mentioned before, him openly rejecting involvement after a while of grim tolerance is like if the sim u were controlling suddenly stopped, looked up and gave u the finger while u were step six into the walkthrough for Every Possible Sim Death Animation.

but since he’s just a sim… the more he hates it, the more you keep him around. if ur sim started complaining abt your whimsical household storyline you’d definitely keep that little fuck.

but yeah i like that sollux is just idling. the significance of his presence being that one dude who's always reliably Somewhere, root core Unchanged, no individual ambitions (possibly due to fear of consequence?), and design-wise: a staple representative product of his time.

compared to dirk's character, who has aged phenomenally well into the present (themes of control + AR + artificial intelligence, clearer exploration around navigating relationships/sexuality, infinite possibilities of self-splinterhood and trait inheritance), sollux's potential is really... contained. bitter. defeatist. limiting and frustrating in the way old tech is.

the world continues moving on to shinier, brighter, more advanced automated things - minimalist and metaverse or whatever but sollux is still here 🧍‍♂️ going woohoo redblue 3d. (tho personally i imagine his vibe similar to what the kids call cassette futurism on pinterest mixed w more grimy grunge insectoid influences eheh)

conceptually-speaking,

at the foundation of it all, the rapid pace of modern development was built off the understanding of ppl like sollux in the past, who were There actively at work while the dough was still beginning to rise

thats one of the cool things abt the idea of trolls preceding humans! the idea that trolls like sollux excelled back when lots of basic shit still needed to be discovered, building structures like networks and codes from scratch, and humans will eventually inherit and reinvent that knowledge in ways that become so optimized it makes the old manual effort seem archaic, slow, and labour-intensive.

but despite information/resources/shortcuts being more accessible now, much of the new highly-anticipated stuff released on trend still end up unfinished, inefficient, or expiring quickly due to cutting corners under severe capitalistic pressures

meanwhile, some of the old stuff frm past generations of thorough, exploratory and perfectionistic development still remains working, complete, and ever so sturdy.

those things continue to exist, just outside our periphery with either:

zero purpose left for modern needs (outdated/obsolete)

or

far too important to replace or destroy, bcs of its surprisingly essential and circumstantial usefulness in one niche specific area.

which are honestly? both points that sum up sollux pree well.

dramatic ending sorry. anw are u still on the fence or are u Sick abt him like me </3

[diorctrl]

hi hi !! if you’re taking requests, can you do enhypen x idol!reader where the reader is a host on music bank? thank you :D

MUSIC BANK HOST : idol!enha x idol! reader

𓂂 ˳ enhypen hyung line genre: idol au, fluff, different scenarios warnings: intentional lower case, im gonna split this up into two so maknae line coming soon

lee heeseung ( 이희승 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of (g)-idle, both enhypen and your group had a comeback around the same time so it was bound to happen that your groups would do a dual interview together on music bank. to say heeseung knew about you was an understatement… you were his ultimate idol crush and you knew about him because you found him attractive and liked his groups music, that was it he wasn’t even on your mind like you were on his.heeseung being the fanboy of you that he is couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you and chaemin did your introductions. he was so into you it was obvious to anyone with a pair of two eyes. he was so hypnotized by you that it seemed that he forgot the group that you were apart of the type of members you have.

“ah, yes.” yuqi starts she stood in the middle right beside heeseung who’s gaze was still on you, “I’m happy to once again spend an amazing comeback with my beautiful members, don’t you agree heeseung since you’re so captivated by my beautiful member who’s our mc.” yuqi turns to the boy smiling teasingly as everyone laughs and ohs at her comment towards heeseung who shakes his head in shock at the girl’s confidence to say such a thing. “oh! so you don’t find her beautiful?” yuqi says loudly at the boys head shakes the laughs becoming louder, heeseung opens his mouth to protest but is cut off by your voice, “you don’t find me beautiful?” you join in on the teasing, oh how he wanted to die. but hey, this embarrassing situation of his is how he ended up bumping into you in the hallways and gaining to courage to ask for your number and to clarify that he finds you very beautiful.

park jongseong ( 박종성 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of lesserafim, you and jay hated each other. he didn’t know when it started but he’s pretty sure it was when both of you were trainees, you and him were always at each others necks and that hatred has been going strong from trainee days to the present with both you and him being members of super successful groups of your generation. it was definitely a shock to jay when chaemin asked him to fill in for him for music bank, he agreed of course but was still very shocked. what shocked him even more is instead of seeing eunchae wearing a matching outfit with him he saw you. isn’t it just such a coincidence that both music bank hosts wouldn’t be able to do the show? turns out eunchae was “sick” before you and him could go at each other it was already time to host and to say there was tension between the two of you was an understatement. every group and soloist that the both of you interviewed could feel it as well and your scripts made everything so much more entertaining.

“do I look handsome?” jay asked, reading off of his script he cringed slightly before showing off his outfit to you who covered your face with your cue card. “uh..” you responded as looked at your cue card that told you to agree and say that he does look handsome but instead you burst out in laughter. jay tried his hardest to stay in character but your laugh made it so hard, “are you ok-” he couldn’t get through his sentence before he’s cutting himself off with his own laughter, it’s funny that this situation is what broke the tension and got the two of you to be comfortable with each other the rest of the show.

sim jaeyun ( 심재윤 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re a famous actress, that was known for your role on the glory as young yeonjin. you were definitely a beauty but you played your role so well that it had some people either hate you or utterly terrified of you. jake was one of the people that were utterly terrified of you, in his mind there was no way you were that good of actor to play that role so well. so when jake found out that you were one of the new music bank hosts, he had to mentally prepare himself to face you, the boys told him that he was being ridicules but jake was sure that you were a demon spawn so with that being said jake was shook when he had to stand so close to said demon spawn. seeing you up close was even worse especially since you were so pretty, it’s always the pretty ones is all jake could say to himself. the whole interview he wasn’t buying this bubbly personality that you had going on there was you had to be just putting this on for the cameras, that was until you bumped into him in the halls.

“oh my gosh!” you exclaim at him, smiling brightly as jake looks at you confused, “I was looking for you.” you say walking closer to him. “looking for me?” he asks, “yeah, I love your group and you’re my bias, I was wondering if you could sign my photo card?” jake looks at you in shock for a while, are you really this bubbly and not a demon spawn?, “uh yeah sure.” he hesitantly smiles taking the pink pen and the photo card of him from your hand and signs the back, you smile brightly at him as he gives it back to you, “thank you so much!” you say before heading towards the other direction. jake stares at your retreating figure his mind going a thousand miles, a a pretty bubbly and obviously talented actress who’s obviously into him and he’s gonna let this pass up because he thought you were a demon spawn? no way before he can even process it jake is calling you name and speeding to catch up with you.

park sunghoon ( 박성훈 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of aespa, both you and Sunghoon were known for your icy visuals and you guys were probably the most shipped idols at the moment. everyone thought that you guys would go so well together, little did they know that their ship were already dating. sunghoon was your down bad boyfriend that was your biggest supporter and he always made sure to support you with music bank and he was excited that he would finally get to see the best host that he’s ever seen interview him and his group (he only calls you the best host because you’re his girlfriend.) what he didn’t expect was for chaemin and yours script to be so flirty even when you’re interviewing groups. all he could do when you and chaemin were interviewing him and his group was think who the heck wrote the script and when he can have a talk with them.

sunghoon sulked as he laid on the couch in your dressing room, he watched has you packed up your bag before letting out an annoyed sigh, “what is your problem?” you ask turning towards him but all he responds with is another exaggerated sigh. “what happened to you?” you laugh as you walk over to the boy standing in between his legs as he buries his head on your stomach, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he asks but his voice is muffled, “what?” you ask, cupping his face and tilting it up to face you, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he repeats playfulness glaring up at you. “they’re not flirty.” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, “yes they are, they were never like this when I was a mc.” he whines glaring off to the side. all you could do is laugh at his dramatics, “I only have eyes for you.” you say pressing another kiss to his forehead, “you better.” he says, “I also need to get in contact with your script writer.”

[cheerleaderman]

“What is with the Ghosts and kidnapping people for marriage?”

[SSR] Yuya Florence- Ghost Groom

Event by @gl00myb3arz

voice lines and doodles under cut (you guys don’t understand I’m obsessed with this card)

Groovy: [Locked]

Home: Who knew that there was grave yard in the woods…

Home idle 1 : Ezekiel mistook me as another ghost prince trying to steal his bride being mistaken for a ghost doesn’t have its advantages this time around

Home idle 2: My sword? Apparently it’s some kind of ghost sword idk I just found it.

Home idle 3 : Sophie has become this time’s unfortunate victim, This forced marriage stuff is getting ridiculous anyways we all are teaming up to save her

Home idle- login : I guess I do look kind a princely

Home idle-groovy : [Locked]

Home tap 1 : Yes I slapped Ezekiel he challenged me to a “fight for the bride”and attacked me, I wasn’t going to just sit there

Home tap 2 : I wasn’t even there when everyone got kicked out, It was my turn for a grocery run then I come back to Ramshackle becoming a wedding venue

Home tap 3 : Is just straight to marriage a common thing with ghosts or just those cousins….

Home tap 4 : The funny thing is I got a letter from Eliza the other day saying that her marriage is going well and a bit about her honeymoon

Home tap 5: Who would just leave some random person well cat to guard a grave they know nothing about *sighs*

Home tap-groovy: [Locked]

I just gave Yuya and Ezekiel one sided beef just to be messy like the sims player I am also just thought it would be funny of them sassing each other

another Ghost Prince crashing his wedding and trying to steal his bride? Absolutely not🖕

Enemies to lovers/j /j

Extra

[shewrotesomething]

Saeyoung - The Day He Realized He Wanted to Marry You

There were 3 moments for him. The first 2 were times when he, out of nowhere, just quoted a meme reference and without missing a beat you responded. 

But there was a moment he vividly remembered. 

It was at a party. They had decided to increase the capacity of the guest list, and though you never expressed it, there was a bit of pressure on your part as the planner. He tried his best to help but he was occupied with work and his brother settling in. 

You took it like a champ, but the nerves really set in on the morning of the party. 

He watched you that day clean, moisturize, and exfoliate every inch of your skin. Saeyoung didn’t dare bother you during the ritual. 

Finally, the party came. Normally, Saeyoung would drive you to the venue, but since his brother wouldn’t be attending, he wanted to make sure everything was in order before he left him. And so, you headed to the venue earlier.

When he arrived, the party was already well underway. 

His eyes searched the crowd for your familiar stature with a half-jesting apology already forming on his lips. 

He spotted you by one of the tables speaking to the owner of a small jewelry business. The woman seemed to enjoy your company. She was inviting you to the new store they opened in the mall. It was their first expansion and you looked just as elated as she did.

A younger woman was beside her. Immediately, your demeanor shifted. You were a bit cheerier, a bit less formal. She was talking to you about a dating sim you both played. You laughed at something she said. Something about tragic backstories and how writers knew how to hurt their readers.

And he found himself pausing at the sight… at the normalcy of the scene.

His midnight thoughts crept up in his moment of hesitation.

Perhaps this is what you really needed. Normalcy. Idle chatter about going to the mall. Playing video games to pass the time. It should be this and not…

Not waiting for hours on end to make sure he comes back home in one piece

Not dealing with sleepless nights because you got woken up by the screaming

And certainly not putting up with… him.

With his skillset, it would be a simple thing to disappear. To retreat into the crowd and wipe the entirety of his existence from your life. 

You got pulled into this life because of him and now that you’re with him…you’re even deeper.

No, you don’t deserve this. You deserve a normal life. A peaceful one. 

His mouth suddenly dried and the half-jesting apology dissipated on his tongue. 

He took one step back. And before he knew it, he was walking away from the scene… from you.

His heart hammered in his chest. Taking hold of his breaths. Thoughts ravaged in his mind.

He’s doing it again. He’s pushing you away. 

No, this is the right thing to do.

Wait, just… he has to calm down. This isn’t the answer.

But it is. The only thing he’s going to give you is trouble.

No, that’s not true. You love him. You’ll always love him.

But he doesn’t deserve that. And you… you don’t deserve all the shit he’s got with him.

No, it’s going to be okay. Just calm down.

No. Disappear. He has to leave right now. Before you fall in deeper.

No. Stay. Just stay.

No. Leave—

Arms snaked around his waist. His fight or flight instinct flared up. He fists clenched but before he could do anything else, a voice halted the torrent of his thoughts.

“Caught you!” you yelled with a giggle. 

He turned his head as you rested your chin on his shoulder. “H-h…hey,” he answered in a low voice. You smiled at him. His heart slowed at the sight of your face. “You look beautiful.”

Your eyes narrowed in a jesting glare. “If you think flattering me will get you out of trouble you’ve got another thing coming, mister. Don’t think I didn’t see you running away while I dealt with Mr. Dokgo. That was seriously cruel.”

His hands reached up to touch the arms holding him in place. “Sorry. I didn’t think you needed me.”

“And where did you get that idea? I’ll always need you and because of that,” your glare became sharper and your voice dropped an octave, “I will always find you.”

Something in those words and the jokingly ominous manner you phrased it unlatched something in his chest. And with it, a warmth washed over his stature and he felt his mouth spread to a grin. Then, catching onto your jest, he faked a sob. “There will be no escape for me. This is my life now. Trapped and helpless.”

“I’m glad you understand your unfortunate circumstances. As punishment, you are sentenced to feeding me honey buddha chips while we watch the best or arguably worst bollywood film I can find.”

He chuckled. “Okay.”

“And… and you have to buy me and Saeran our favorite ice cream flavors.”

“Roger that.”

“We each get one pint.”

“Hm. You’re really milking this aren’t you?”

“Oh! And you’re taking me to a cat cafe as soon as you’re available.”

He nodded with equal parts of sincerity and resignation. “Yes, ma’am.”

The two of you paused when you heard a sigh. In front of you, Zen stood with a bored expression. “I mean, I know you guys are in love but really? In front of the guests?”

A blush coated your cheeks. A real one. Not the kind that your makeup gave you. You released him immediately and the urge to distance himself has all but dissipated.

“It’s time for your speech,” Zen informed.

You gave Zen a mock salute before walking off. “Hey, I’ll catch you later, okay?”

He smiled. Softly. Knowingly. This was his life. It's you and him against everything. And he wants it for the rest of time. So he yields to his fate and answered, “I’ll be waiting.”

[captaincapsicle83]

At First Sight ○○ Bucky Barnes x reader

Pairings: Natasha x reader (platonic), Wanda x reader (platonic), Clinton x reader (platonic), Bucky x reader

Plot: Your roommates set you up on a date with their coworker, and you two hit it off right away. (Most of this story is silly little platonic fun, but I like it anyway).

(The little gif of him drinking water is funnier after you read the story)

“He has a cat.”

“Well, whoop-di-do,” You huff monotonously. Wanda scrunches up her nose at you, before sighing and shaking her head.

“I think you should go,” She says. You risk rolling your eyes, even though she could very well kill you, then and there.

“‘I think you should go’” You say, making your voice go higher, in a mocking tone. “If he’s so great, you go. I have a ton of work to do.”

Just last year, you landed a teaching position. It had been in May, and you were given hardly any time at all to prep. School started again in a week, and even though you’d been preparing loosely all summer, this week you were locked in.

So why the hell did Wanda need you to go on a stupid date?

“If you don’t go, there’s a good chance you’ll die alone,” She crosses her arms, eyebrows raised.

“You’re here, and so is Natasha,” You point out, finally putting your laptop to the side, and uncrossing your legs, stretching them out.

“What about when we go get married and have lives, and have jobs, and you just…die of boredom,” What was this a Sims game? Was she gonna lock you in a room with a radio next? Put the walls up around a pool?

“Clint’ll be here. Poor little shit’s never getting married. No one wants the little scrapper,” You pull your coffee mug to your lips. You must’ve left it idle longer than intended, because instead of warm, silky, and smooth, it was starkly cold, and felt thin beyond your lips.

“You want him?” Her eyes were annoyed, but her face was bemused.

“He’s low maintenance,” You shrug.

“Who?” Someone says, coming through the front door with an armload of groceries, and a red-haired friend behind them. While Clint had about ten plastic bags of things, Natasha sipped an iced coffee from a straw, looking awfully unbothered.

“Why does she still look homeless Wanda?” Nat questioned. “You said you were gonna drag her kicking and screaming.”

“We were getting there.”

Four people in one New York apartment, in upper Manhatten. It was expensive as high hell, but you all made it work.

So why am I gonna put my job on hold for something stupid as this-

You’re sitting on Wanda’s bed, Natasha’s fingers in your hair, Wanda in her closet, and Clint tasked with the job of “make-up artist”.

“I have my hobbies.”

You’re just about at the end of your rope with them, Wanda picking something out and Clint huffing and puffing that it doesn’t go with the look he’s going for, Natasha yelling at both of them like children. Finally, the timer that means, “We better be ready now or we’re gonna be late” sounds off. Wanda’s best idea today, the worst being, obviously…

Natasha and Wanda have tickets for an art gallery opening, so they’re both driving you, Clint tagging along for “moral support.” Groans were elicited.

Natasha was giving you a run down the whole way there.

“He’s a little quiet at first,” She says.

“Good thing you’re not,” Clint whispers to you.

“I don’t know if he’ll get there first, or not, but he’s got dark hair and will probably be wearing dark clothes, he does around the office all the time.”

“Emo bo-” Clint cuts himself off from his whisper, snapping to Natasha. “He works with us.”

“Yes.”

Silence…

“Well, who is it?” Clint asks, rather boisterously.

“…No.”

“No?” Clint, clearly offended, turns to you. “What’s his name?”

Your mouth opens, before shutting again, realizing no one had told you. You lean forward in the backseat.

“Who is it, Nat?”

“You’ll see.”

“No-” “Nuh-uh!” You and Clint both protest.

“I’ve been to your guys’ office I wanna know,” you say.

“Better pray it’s Steve,” Clint says.

“Oh, Natasha it better be Steve.”

Natasha turns around in the passenger seat, to face you and Clint in the back.

“Steve is engaged,” She starts.

“Yeah, so?” Clint says, and the car is quiet for a moment. When you make eye contact with Clint’s green eyes, the silence is cut by both of your laughter.

Unfortunately, this put a dent in the interrogation, and now you were outside of the diner. Your friends had told you good luck and left you here. You did notice Natasha whisper something to Clint as you got out, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. She covered his mouth and basically strangled him down when he tried to tell you.

Since they were gone…no one could force you to go in…

You couldn’t do that. Morally, you would feel horrible to just leave whoever this is sitting alone, waiting for you.

And the girls might evict you.

You walked through the doors of the diner. The diner was a cute little place, albeit a strange theme. It was based on Norse Mythology, called “Odin’s Sons.”

You were greeted by a blonde man, who was the hostess. You told him you were here to meet a date and he broke out into a smile. He said a man had arrived just a little while ago, here to wait for a date.

He led you to a table, where you were greeted by-

before

“I think you’ll like it,” Sam was saying. He was helping his friend, coworker, and roommate, get ready for a date Sam had set up for him.

“Who is she again?” Bucky asked, his voice strained.

“You don’t know her, but she’s Nat and Clint’s friend. She’s in some of the pictures on Clint’s stupid little desk of picture frames,” Bucky rolled his eyes at the mention of the pictures. Clint took many unauthorized pictures of Bucky himself (among others) and they ended up in frames. Clint claimed that, being an art major, and having taken many photography classes, he had the ultimate right.

As Sam described what you looked like, Bucky felt like he did sorta know who he was talking about. You came into the office sometimes, to bring whiny Clint and grateful Natasha food and coffee.

And you were probably the same girl Clint tortured and made fun of him for having a “crush” on.

Bucky arrived at the restaurant about half an hour before he was due. He wanted to be early and to have time to shake away all the nerves.

Well, maybe all was a bit much to ask. There were definitely a lot of nerves to cover.

He was greeted by Thor, the host who gave him a seat. A teenage boy with light brown hair and a bubbly personality brought him a glass of water and some bread. And another glass of water. And another. And a refill of bread.

“Thanks, Peter,” Bucky said again. No matter how many times the boy had to come back, he didn’t seem to stop smiling or being glad to get Bucky yet another glass of water.

As Thor came around the corner again, just as Peter was leaving, he was accompanied by the very girl Bucky had guessed it would be.

You were laughing, he could see, something Thor had said. Time felt like it was slowed as you met his eyes with yours. They seemed to sparkle with your joy, and his heart fluttered at the sight.

He hadn’t seen you so elegant before, but to him, you looked just as beautiful with or without. The makeup that defined your features seemed to have been applied with a steady hand. The dress you wore seemed to almost go with the makeup, and he wondered if it was planned or if you were just…perfect.

He had barely any time at all to gather his thoughts and put his ducks in a row before you sat across from him, smiling warmly. He smiled back, unable to say or do anything but sip his water.

“Hi,” You said. Your heart was pounding, and your heads were sweaty with nervousness. He set down his water glass that he had been holding since you came around the corner with Thor. He was barely finished saying hi back when the young waiter came to take your order.

He ordered first, and you quickly scanned the menu and picked something. The boy smiled warmly as he collected the menus from you, with the promise your food would be out soon.

“So,” The dark-haired man cleared his throat. You were entranced by the blue of his eyes as he said, “You…your name’s Y/n, right?”

“Hmm? Oh!” You realized you were basically questioning your own name, only a second too late. “Yeah, yeah, uh…Nat…asha, didn’t really tell me…your name.”

You decided on the long version of Nat’s name, taking a pause beforehand. You were grateful when the waiter, Peter, popped up out of nowhere with a drink you ordered, and more water for your date.

“It’s Bucky…Well, I mean, it’s James, but everyone calls me Bucky,” “Bucky” gave you a lopsided smile, which you returned.

Peter wasn’t lying when he said your food would be out right away. It seemed like you had barely taken the time to talk before your plates were in front of you.

“So you have…?”

“Three roommates,” you said, laughing a little.

“Oh god, and one of them’s Clint?” His face was twisted in genuine concern, which made you laugh a little harder. Bucky was hot and Bucky was funny and you could hardly take it.

“What about you?”

“It’s just me and Sam right now…and we have a cat,” He adds the last part after taking a sip of his drink.

“You don’t look like a cat person,” You shake your head, taking a bite of your food.

“If I wear clothes that haven’t immediately come out of the dryer, I look like a cat,” He says, and then seems to pull a white cat hair off of his black shirt.

“You need lighter clothes.”

“Not really my style.”

“You’re eternally a goth kid?”

He lets out a loud laugh at that, making you smile even harder.

~~~

“She was hot, and she was funny,” Bucky was saying to Sam. Sam was lying stretched out on the couch, Alpine laying pristinely on his chest, all her legs tucked under her fluffy body.

“That’s nice Bucky,” Sam says, only half paying attention. He coos at the cat, scratching her chin, “Isn’t that nice baby?”

“Okay, you’re not listening.”

“What makes you think that?”

~~~

You were laying on your couch, your feet in Clint’s lap as he prodded you with questions. Natasha shushed him, smacking him upside the head, as she handed you a drink. And by drink, that refers to an entire bottle of wine.

You were fiddling with the cork as you droned on about the date. About what Bucky looked like, and about what you talked about. More about what he looked like…

You let yourself trail off as Natasha and Clint shared a knowing look, and Wanda was smiling to herself as she played on her phone.

“What?” you ask, eyes full of innocence.

“Noth-” Wanda starts, but Clint cuts her off.

“You’re whipped,” he laughs.

You smile to yourself, shaking your head.

Maybe you were.

[thehollowwriter]

The Official Bio of Clyde Sentry

Basic Info:

Name: Clyde Sentry

Homeland: The Scalding Sands, but they were born in the Queendom of Roses

Species: Human (at least, we think so?)

Birthday: 1st October

Age: 18

Height/length: 162cm

Dominant hand: Left

Gender: non-binary

Sexuality: Asexual, panromantic

Class: 3-A

Dorm: Ignihyde

Best subject: Magic analysis

Club: News club. Not the newspaper club. They comprise relevant news and announce it to the school. Also weather announcements, which they also play music for, for some reason.

Unique Magic: Ceaseless Watcher. They know. What do they know? Whatever they want to. It has many drawbacks, however. It gives them migraines, and it can be difficult for them to see the bigger picture. They don't like knowing other people's thoughts.The information sometimes overloads their brain and makes them pass out. They cannot see into the future, however.

Family:

Unnamed grandmother

Unnamed mother and father (deceased)

Preferences:

Favourite subject: Music

Hobbies: Investigating things, reading, bowling

Likes: Cats, horror, knowledge, stories,

Dislikes: Spiders (they know things), worms, eye symbols, tight spaces

Favourite food: chicken pasta

Least favourite food: mashed potato

Appearance:

Clyde is neither tall nor short. They're neither thin nor fat. They have hair. Yes, they do. It is long, pink, and sage green. They also have eyes. They are dark pink in colour, like dark gemstones. They have dark skin and pearly white teeth. They also wear glasses.

Personality:

Clyde is an interesting fella. They manage to simultaneously be a shut-in and an extrovert. They're friendly and fairly kind, but they can be cryptic and apathetic at times. They're one of those people who are genuinely nice but have little to no morals. They show very little concern when violence or terrible incidents occur around them.

They're absent-minded and easily distracted. They are very inquisitive and will constantly asks question after question even if it is not wanted. They always look less pale (for their skintone) than before once they've needled stories out of various people.

They will occasionally get suspicious of someone for some random thing and investigate them by following them around. They like investigating in general. When they don't use they're UM they're either extremely horribly wrong or 100% right with no in-between.

They often spout what, to others, sounds like nonsense. They also like to narrate what they are doing sometimes and always walk around with a tape recorder.

They are kind of paranoid and have many conspiracy theories, but nobody can tell if it's satirical or not. ("We're nothing but the playthings of a higher being, going through the motions with nothing but idle movements and stories designed for us." "...Is that a no on the tea?")

When they have a bad day or in a bad mood, they can be found huddled somewhere or staring into the distance, muttering into their tape recorder. (If you really want an example: "The thing that is but is not, what is a face is not a face what is a face, what is a smile is hollow plastic, cotton hair and taxidermied skin.")

Some Fun Facts/Extra Info

•Clyde is twisted from both Jonothan Sims from The Magnus Archives and Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale. They are excellent podcasts, and I recommend them, especially TMA :)

•Has their own podcast, though nobody knows where their recording booth is or when they started the podcast

•They have a deep, velvety voice that can sound creepy at times

•They have a TERRIBLE fashion sense. Fuzzy pants with a waist coat and sandals, anyone? Occasionally, they manage to look like a librarian, but...

•They're basically living Azul's wet dream with all the blackmail they want at their fingertips but they do nothing with it, apart from the occasional podcast livestream where he starts narrating what a random student is doing and freaks the shit out of them

•They are not made for violence pls don't hurt them 🥺

•They can often be found lurking in the library, reorganising the books

•Some students think they should be at RSA, others think they would make those soft boys burst into tears

•They always stare at Grim when he's in their line of sight

•They never run out of stories to tell

•They almost never stop smiling

•They once made an announcement about the school's third overblot and recommended you stay cautious, as the organisation they cannot name will come collect those poor poor students. Nobody believed them.

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[nshtn]

Hey uh you wouldn’t have anymore of that Creep Ed and Online Stoner friend you could kick my way, do ya?

Of course you can! He's a pathetic little greyhat bean.

He spends every waking hour that he has free to talk with you. He talks with you every single day bare minimum a few times a day, and he never forgets to ask you how your day is going. He often lets you get carried away in telling him without asking about his own back, but when you do, he usually brushes it off. InfoSec!

Eddie thinks about you at work... he imagines you saying nice things to him when Zack puts him down or insinuates that he's too creepy and quiet to have a friend. He imagines you much more furiously in the bathroom stall on break, though.

Eddie loves flexing his superior technological knowledge on you, making idle comments and spitting off fun-facts that make him almost intimidating. He enjoys the way you respond... "I'm so glad I'm not on your bad side!" is probably his favorite. Sure, you're not on his bad side... but he's still watching your cursor flit around without your knowledge when he needs a hit of you. You're so cute.

Will annoyingly send you an entire documentary and ask you your opinion on it as if he didn't just send you a four hour timeslot commitment.

If you get a remote access trojan through pirating or torrenting, he silently removes it when you sleep. Sorry, buddy - he's the only one allowed in here. He wants to be the only one who gets to look at your passwords and page through your recently watched and recently bookmarked.

He tries to incorporate little bits of things you enjoy in the way he responds to you to make you like him more. Imitation is the highest flattery, right? Who wouldn't want to reflect your interests?

Loves to play FPS games with you and things that require good timing! Counter Strike, Apex Legends, Rocket League, Rust, Tarkov, ARK, GTAV. When you're high and just want to play something peaceful, he offers up BTD6, Space Engineers, Golf With Your Friends, and Fall Guys. He really likes Fallout and Skyrim, too.

Happily watches you stream games to him. Will make little gifsets for you if prompted. Gets jealous when you salivate over other characters, but he doesn't let on about it. Sometimes he imagines meeting you in person and cosplaying as one of them... he wonders how far your love for those characters would go if he got really into his role... but he's far too nervous to actually do that, it's just a fantasy.

Definitely has a Sims save with Wicked Whims, Extreme Violence, posers and Reshade where you're his partner. Your lot has a Bubble Blower and your Sim has a suspiciously thick choker.

[spadesolace]

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“WHAT’S THE EMERGENCY??? WHY DO YOU NEED MY FACE THE SUN ALBUMS???” YN looked at her brother up and down, any signs of injury but all he did was smile at her.

“Ok, don’t get pissed at me but there is no emergency-”

“I’ll be on my way then.” Jake had pulled YN in time and pushed the girl towards one of the many rooms. The girl tried to reason with her brother that she was not in the mood to talk to his members after he admitted that some of them had a thing for her but he dismissed it.

“Trust me, you’ll like this.” In one of the dance studios that YN hasn’t visited, she heard shouting, laughter, and a familiar tune. Maybe she was hearing things but she’s familiarised herself with their voices by being a fan for years. The slow opening of the door, only for the idol to confirm her speculation.

“Won't let you down, won't let you down, 내게로 와, in my, in my, in my new world.” The group stopped what they were doing and looked at the Sim siblings. Jake pushed YN to go inside while she was speechless. It wasn’t her first time meeting some of them, she’s talked to the members before as a special MC for Music Core but seeing her bias, Woozi, the other idol who inspired her and gave her hope was there.

“You actually managed to bring her here?” Vernon side-hugged Jake and explained how he managed to pull it off. “Well, they all agreed to sign it.”

“WHAT?” That brought YN out of her trance and looked at the entire group, who gave her a warm smile and greetings.

“Then after that we can film the _World tiktok challenge.” Vernon was the one to explain about how the entire thing came to be. Jake had mentioned his sister’s ult groups being Twice and Seventeen to the group and they decided to invite her over as a surprise to hang out or sign your albums.

“So where do you want me to sign?” Woozi was first and YN could not contain herself.

“R-right here.”

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[icarianarts]

hi from another veryy shy person! was it hard to feel comfortable on vrchat/SL for you at first? i always get too timid to play with or meet others comfortably just bc im unsure how to participate … could i ask you for any tips to start for ppl like us and how to have more fun / break out of our shell on games like that?

With VR Chat and Second Life specifically, I always feel the need to emphasize the atmosphere in these games can be highly unpredictable and a good half of the time I run into a lot of unpleasant people. My method for this is to block as quickly as I can and not entertain these any further, so if you are curious about either of these just be aware that they can and will house really annoying and bad people a lot of the time….BUT with that being said, with VR Chat specifically I find a lot of folks on there are already in a similar boat. There is a ton of equally shy, but also curious people and I find that usually the quickest way of getting into a conversation with someone is finding someone with an avatar that is from a game/show/whatever you enjoy. It is much easier to figure out common interests off the bat and usually people there just love to talk about that type of stuff.

People on vr chat tend to also be stuck in goofy, usually light hearted pseudo roleplay improv type of stuff. I’ll go to the McDonald’s world and idle behind the cash register sometimes and people love to come up and pretend order random shit so sometimes you can establish banter right away LOL I think my best interactions have consistently been with people I stumble into that just want to get a good bit going. I am still thinking about this Skeletor avatar that clasped me by the shoulder and asked if I’d like to see a land where the receipts stretch for miles and he walked me over to a Walgreens.

For games like Second Life, voice chat is optional and texting is much more efficient. This is a much older game that also has been kind of closed off since its initial popularity has waned and generally speaking people take it much more seriously than VR Chat. It leans on the more older side, so usually I am the youngest player in a sim by over 10-20ish years if it is just me and my friends are not also with me. It’s one of these games where it is best explored with at least one other person until you fully get the hang of things, and also just a bit difficult to find active areas. Most the people here also kind of just are there to talk, avatars are much more personalized than how the general public of VR Chat’s tends to be and I find that asking questions or just simply going oh I love how you did xyz to your look! Usually can go a long way. They also have much more elaborate profiles and you can use that as a reference to go off of, you can tell who might not be interested in small talk very easily on there LOL

Second Life I would say might be a bit more difficult to comfortably socialize in for beginners just because of its history and how the userbase is known to act. I have a lot more content warnings to give about this game than I do VR Chat because of how much bigger it is

I always do my best to usually remain polite, I avoid a lot of humor that would be reserved for people who I would have known for ages—stuff like playful rudeness comes across as overfamiliar almost all the time and can also lead to misunderstandings especially if someone is a stranger. It’s a biiiit difficult to try and figure out a good starting point to offer advice for just because these games are so expansive and come with such crazy varieties. If you have any more questions let me know as I tend to kind of go off onto a ramble and don’t know if this. Fully answers things or not. 😅

[aventurescent]

ou im not just stopping by u gotta tell me ur sukuna headcanons now *latches onto ur blog like a leach* :3

this has been percolating in my brain for a couple days now, i feel like my hcs aren't all that unique but i'll share them anyway! i stuck to sfw ones bc i've never written anything smutty in my entire life, despite reading a lot (too much). this list does get more delulu as you go down tho haha

*gives gentle headpats to newfound blog leech*

SFW(ish) Sukuna HCs

appreciates the arts, although not forthcoming with that. i feel like he likes literature for sure (probably quite picky with anything modern tho).

this isn't a headcanon bc its literally a fact that trueform!sukuna has stretched earlobes, but i just think its worth remembering (both because of the references to buddhism and also because they suit him)

not straight - this man (curse?) is pansexual, and maybe demiromantic? will fight homophobes

i feel like he would commit murder for misgendering uraume (who i hc as nonbinary/x-gender). if asked about it by uraume, he'd say it was because they irritated him, rather than because he's defending them in his fucked up way. i don't think uraume would ask tho.

in the heian era, i can almost see him being into making things like carvings and possibly even sculptures? he might even use his techniques for them. but i don't think he has time to be "idle" like that in modern times

this is random, but i think he might enjoy some video games, particularly violent ones. however, if he had full-control of his body, i think he'd quickly get bored and realise that he could just go do the same things irl.

while trapped inside yuuji, i think it playing violent video games could initially be a way that sukuna can be temporarily placated. however, i can see him trying to make yuuji do particularly horrific things in game, which he'd refuse and then i think he'd just get even more frustrated with his confinement.

(i had a mental image of yuuji getting sick of sukuna's urge to kill people and opening up sims 4 to show all the different ways you can kill a sim, but sukuna thinking the methods of killing were pitiful and uninspired. then, sukuna would mock yuuji for thinking that this would be enough to entertain him)

i think that he'd definitely drink, and might have even dabbled with mind altering substances in the heian period. he's a hedonist, y'know?

i feel like if you were in some kind of relationship with him (read: if he decides to keep you as his lil pet), i think he'd be very possessive. i think it'd be to the point where he wouldn't want you out of his sight, maybe even want on his lap at all times. he'd never admit it, but i think he relishes in skinship (particularly after 1000+ years of being sealed) but passes it off as ownership over you

actually i think if you catch his interest, he will go full yandere, but i think it'd take A LOT to genuinely intrigue him to that extent

i think he'd also find it refreshing to be looked at as an object of desire despite/as well as being a monster. again, he'd never admit it and would ruthlessly bully you for it, but i think he likes the ego boost

[shanhailu]

guzheng lessons with yue-xiansheng! very short thing (965 words) i wrote about the trio spending some time together. rest is under the cut (¯▿¯)

Business in the teahouse had been somewhat lackluster. Huang Yuanfei did not derive the same joy he usually did when visiting it. For the past few days he had been boredly flitting between his home, Nine Heaven Pavilion, Shen Yinxue’s underwater abode, and wherever else his whims took him. Yue Qinglan had been away gathering herbs and other ingredients for his alchemical experiments in the mountains. Ling Tiehua had been a fun sparring partner, but the two of them quickly tired of trying to launch surprise attacks on each other and returned to stifling idleness, confined to their own areas of the house.

Huang Yuanfei had returned home after another unsuccessful tour of Nine Heaven Pavilion to find that Yue Qinglan had returned as well. 

Delighted, Huang Yuanfei greeted Yue Qinglan with undisguised enthusiasm. “Welcome home, A-Lan. I trust that everything went well?”

“Very well. I actually found the trip quite refreshing.” Then he asked, “What about you, A-Fei? I hope you didn’t miss me too badly.”

“Oh, but I did miss you terribly. It has been dreadfully boring in your absence.”

Yue Qinglan raised an eyebrow. “Really? Don’t you have Xiao Hua to keep you company? The teahouse?”

Huang Yuanfei put a hand to his chest and declared with utmost sincerity, “Every minute we spend apart is like a dagger to my heart.”

Yue Qinglan blinked in surprise. Then he puffed out a small laugh. “I can’t believe some of the things you say. Seriously…”

“But it’s true! These past few days have been torture. A-Lan, I am so bored.” His tone was bordering on a whine.

“Hm…” Yue Qinglan put a hand to his chin in thought. “How about this? I find that learning something new is quite stimulating, so what if I taught you and Xiao Hua to play the guzheng?”

“Oh? An interesting proposition. Very well.” Huang Yuanfei turned to leave. “I shall be back with Xiao Hu momentarily.”

A little while later, Huang Yuanfei made his way to Yue Qinglan’s room with Ling Tiehua in tow. Ling Tiehua’s ears twitched in annoyance as she walked behind Huang Yuanfei.

“Are you going to tell me what we’re doing or are you going to continue being annoying?”

“I will allow A-Lan to tell you himself. Here we are,” Huang Yuanfei said cheerfully, ignoring the hostility in Ling Tiehua’s voice.

Yue Qinglan had finished tidying his room and came out at the sound of their approach, guzheng in his arms.

“Let’s move to the eastern courtyard.”

“Are we gonna learn how to play the guzheng?” asked Ling Tiehua.

“We are. A-Fei said the both of you were bored while I was gone, so I thought this could help with alleviating that boredom.”

“I guess.” 

“Come on, Xiao Hu, it’s not like you have anything better to do right now. It’ll be fun,” Huang Yuanfei chimed in.

Ling Tiehua’s ears flicked again. “I didn’t object.”

Huang Yuanfei smiled. “Good.”

Yue Qinglan turned down the hall and started for the eastern courtyard. “Come on, you two.”

The eastern courtyard had a large peach tree in one corner, its trunk tall and its branches overarching, creating a canopy of pink blossoms. Yue Qinglan sat near the base of the trunk, while Ling Tiehua and Huang Yuanfei sat in front of him. Each of them had a guzheng placed before them.

Yue Qinglan’s hands hovered over Xianyun’s strings. “Let’s start with some basic notes.” He strummed once, producing a high, clear sound. He motioned to the other two. “Now you try.”

Ling Tiehua copied Yue Qinglan and produced the same sound. Her tail swished as her expression lightened, pleased with herself. She looked to Yue Qinglan. He inclined his head in approval.

“Excellent.” He turned his head to look at Huang Yuanfei. “A-Fei.”

Huang Yuanfei did as directed. The clear, high note echoed through the courtyard for a third time.

“Good. Now the next note.” This time the sound was slightly lower.

Ling Tiehua and Huang Yuanfei strummed their notes simultaneously. Before Yue Qinglan could progress to the next note, however, Huang Yuanfei spoke up.

“A-Lan, at this rate we’re going to be stuck here until the end of time plucking strings.”

“Hm? But I thought you were doing excellently.”

Huang Yuanfei leaned forward, resting his elbows on the guzheng and propping up his head on the backs of his hands. “Of course I was doing excellently. What I mean is that this is still boring.” He tilted his head. “I think a demonstration from A-Lan is in order. Xiao Hu, what do you think?”

Ling Tiehua instantly caught his meaning. She grinned cheekily. “I agree. Come on, play us a song!”

Yue Qinglan clicked his tongue. “I should have seen this coming. Honestly, if you two just wanted to listen to me play, you could have just asked.”

“Aw, but A-Lan, I really did want to learn. I just didn’t think it would take this long.”

Yue Qinglan raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t think learning an instrument would take a long time?” He waved a hand in fond exasperation. “Alright, I’ll indulge the two of you.” He repositioned his hands over Xianyun. “What song would you like?”

“High Mountain and Flowing Water!” Ling Tiehua called.

Huang Yuanfei nodded in approval. “An excellent choice.”

Yue Qinglan began to play. The song began with deep, echoing notes that reverberated throughout the courtyard. These notes smoothly gave way to quicker, higher sounds. Then the deep notes alternated with the quick ones, weaving together like fish in a stream. Overhead the peach tree’s blossoms were ruffled by the wind; the petals swirled down around the trio before resting on the courtyard floor. As the song drew to a close, the petals soared up once more, flying away in the wind. 

[thedawningofthehour]

SORRY FOR THE LONG ASK but you activated my sleeper agent rottmnt brainstorming Re: The Video Game Question

Raph: would probably like low strategy single player games and lean toward arcade/motion control based experiences because they present a way around the "Hand Too Big Controller Too Small And Breakable" problem. As an Oldest Sibling (speaking from an Oldest Sibling Gamer pov) he would have been the Designated Single Player Driver (I have a vivid mental image of Raph playing old c tier single player wii games like My Sims Kingdom while Mikey, Leo, and Donnie yell instructions at him) and I think he's still gravitated towards those kinds of games. He also feels like the kind of guy who will thoroughly enjoy every video game he plays but his favorite is still inexplicably just like. Uno for the ps3

Leo: Would like competitive games. I feel like he's the kinda guy who cannot bring himself to give a shit about the story or aesthetics of a game and cannot care at all about single player video games outside of speedrunning or something. The point of games for him Is To Win. I feel like him and Donnie both played CSGO or COD at a young age with voice chat and thats why they are who they are. His favorite game is probably a competitive hero shooter or smth. He probably is playing Valorant as we speak.

Donnie: I feel like he's the only one who is a Capital "G" Gamer. Has the broadest taste but tends to like games he can "lose himself" in. (Competitive shooters, MMOs, lengthy and intricate single player games IE: Dark Souls or Elden Ring, metroidvanias, RPGs, fighting games) If the taste of Donnie Gamer Mode we get in the show is anything to go by, he seems the type to obsess over a game for like a month, beat it 120%, probably achieve some level or speedrunning or competitive infamy and then drop it completely never to be seen again.

Mikey: Would love sandbox games for Sure. Plays Minecraft but only on creative mode. Will play sims but only with cheats to make super intricate mansions or crazy houses or recreate something he saw in a movie once. He would 100% play single player games his brothers already beat so he can look around at the scenery and mess around in a character creator. Will play an open world game and never do a single main story mission and call it quits when he gets bored.

They've all 100% played a bunch of really weird and bad shovelware games or really cheap 3rd party titles because they were what Splinter could get for them. They all have 10 to 15 mobile idle games they'll rotate out bc they all need to be Stimulated at All Times. Yes they have played Mario Party and Killed Each Other over it but more importantly they have played Dokapon Kingdom and have started rivalries that have lasted several months over this game. They will hold grudges til they die over this game. They have never gotten to the end screen of this game and in all likelihood, never will.

Idk maybe my vibes are off tho lol but can you tell I've thought about this a lot to my own detriment

There's actually a point in the next book-I think it's in chapter 1 but I can't remember-where Galois mentions giving Raph one of Draxum's oversized keyboards when he has to do anything on the computer. (Draxum has large-print keyboards because he's Old) I think I've mentioned that the boys all have larger-than-normal phones because they only have the three fat fingers and that's just not gonna work with a standard iPhone. Raph I feel like is basically Strong from Fallout 4:

(bless him)

I'm reminded of when my sister would sit and watch my play Dream Life to 'learn', until I moved it into my own room. Really, their first console was probably 'whatever Splinter found in a dumpster and still worked', so unless it was something with connected controllers they were probably playing off whatever controllers he'd found as well, so it's entirely possible they legit just had the one controller for awhile. And yeah, they all crowd around to watch Raph play because that's annoying little sibling behavior.

Mikey would love games where the goal is to Make Something. He doesn't care about winning, only stepping back and looking at the finished product and going "nice." I do feel like he'd actually play the sims though-the twins use it as a building simulator, but he'd absolutely get into the lives and stories of his sims. He builds too, but he also gets into creating the sim. He plays Fallout 4 with the Sim Settlements mod and never finds Shaun because all he's doing is building shacks for farmers.

Oh, Leo is absolutely in it to win it. In any way, if it has a score he can use to compare to Donnie's he loves it. The sole exception to this is city builders, I can absolutely see him sinking days into Cities Skylines creating elaborate planned cities with complicated mass transit and beautiful walking spaces.

The other exception is if he can fuck around in a game and be chaotic. He plays Skyrim and installs the sex mods not because he's horny, but because he thinks going around in this incredibly inappropriately horny fantasy world is hysterical. He uses it more as a Medieval Life Simulator and if he completes a quest it's entirely by accident.

Donnie is absolutely the worst gamer and will learn literally everything there is about the game after playing it through once. He also probably mods his games, or even makes his own mods. Some of them to make everything look cooler or add quality of life and immersion stuff in, but he'll also do stuff like install the mod that replaces the Skyrim arrow noises with a man going "pew!"

Omg they absolutely played knock-off games as kids. They probably lied to Mikey about them being off-brand so he didn't feel bad about their situation, telling him that the title was a misprint and all the ads for the actual game were lying.

[veone]

As a "sim parent" (sim maker) we shouldn't have favorites - but we do. Post your favorite sim baby (the golden child) and least fav. Pass it on!

Nicolas-Nick one of my favorite characters to write for, got me really into noticing body language and idle moments of life, along with making less idealized people in a way. I love giving my adult character acne if the swatches look good because of this messy man.

Vincent-Vic he's getting a bit of a revamp but he is a little lower on the list of characters I like as people because of how I wrote him. I'm looking forwards to sitting with him as a person instead of a concept of a person that's referenced alot.

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 103 - Ultrasounds and Ultra Clowns

Ophelia: Good morning, sunshine.

It's the start of Ophelia's second trimester today. Her bump is only getting bigger, but it makes a nice place to rest Gemma while she's breastfeeding.

Ophelia: I wish you understood what's happening. I guess you'll get the idea eventually.

Gemma's birthday is in less than a week, and while Ophelia is going to miss her cute baby face, she's not going to be sad to start potty training her. At least then they'll only have to change one kid's diapers.

What a cute scene of domestic bliss!

Today's the day they get the ultrasound and find out what they're having. Gotta have lunch first though.

They're lucky to get the OBGYN that delivered Gemma.

Doctor: Welcome back! Looks like we're adding another little one to the family, huh?

Ophelia: That's right!

Doctor: Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Lemon. Let's get started, eh?

While preparing the ultrasound machine, they make idle chitchat.

Doctor: How's little Gemma doing?

Ophelia: She's great! She's hit so many milestones.

Xander: She's cautious but some days I think she really got the intense trait. She's our little drama queen.

Doctor: Ha!

Doctor: Alright, let's check this kid out… There we are. Now, I am able to tell if it's a boy or girl at this stage. Do you want to know?

Ophelia: Yeah, we agreed we're too excited to wait until they're born.

Doctor: Alright, let me take a look…

Doctor: Alright… It looks like Gemma's going to have a baby sister!

Ophelia didn't have a preference, neither did Xander, but it was nice that they wouldn't have to redecorate the nursery.

She feels just as intense of a swell of emotions as she did when she first saw Gemma.

The doctor gives them a moment alone after they're done.

Ophelia: Sweetie, you're not disappointed it's not a boy, right?

Xander: No, never. I can't wait to meet her.

Later that night, before bedtime, Ophelia catches Gemma playing in the toilet. Or, at least, she assumes that's what's happening. Hard to see past the dust cloud.

Ophelia: What are you doing, silly girl? You're going to be an absolute terror when you can walk, aren't you?

After getting Gemma into her jammies, Ophelia gazes at her lovingly.

Ophelia: You're going to be a big sister, Gem. I hope you love her as much as Daddy and I already do.

Gemma: 🙂

While Ophelia takes a much needed soak, Xander tells everyone the big news!

Another morning, another reason for Gemma to pout.

Ophelia: Good morning to you too, grumpy butt. Come on, let's get some food in that tummy.

After she's properly fed, Ophelia spins Gemma out of her jammies. She's ready for a new day!

Ophelia: Why don't you come out and help Mommy in the garden? Some fresh air will do us some good!

Ophelia's just minding her business, doing some weeding while Gemma admires all the sights the backyard has to offer, when the Watcher saw someone on the patio that wasn't Xander!

Paparazzi: Wow, celebrities garden- just like us!

Xander hears an unfamiliar voice and goes outside to confront the paparazzi.

Xander: Hey! This is private property! What the hell do you think you're doing?

Paparazzi: Not all of us can be legacy Sims. I've gotta make my coin too.

Xander: Get a real job then!

Ophelia hears the commotion and goes to confront him.

Ophelia: Oh I KNOW you weren't taking photos of me and my daughter without my consent!

Paparazzi: I didn't mean any harm-

Ophelia: I DiDn'T mEaN aNy HaRm- Yeah right! You think you can mooch off my fame in my own backyard?

Ophelia: Now beat it, Floparazzi!

Paparazzi: You don't know how hard it is being an NPC! You think I like having this pedo stache? He's the heir of a food empire and I know for a fact YOU just inherited your grandmother's beach house! I'm not going to be berated by rich jerks!

Xander: The Watcher didn't even let me bring any money when I moved in with her! And you know nothing about my wife or her life, so I'd suggest you get out of here before I woohoock you up!

Paparazzi: Whatever, man. Brytani Cho is a lot less drama. Peace out.

Ophelia breathes a sigh of relief once he goofy-walks into the void.

Ophelia: Thank you. I'm sorry, I didn't think it'd be this bad.

Xander: It's okay, baby. Hopefully that was a one-time thing.

Ophelia: Yeah. They're going to be bothering us in public too… and the kids…

Xander knows where she's going.

Xander: Hey, no, it's okay. Don't let them scare you from reaching your goals. We'll be able to keep the girls safe… Speaking of which, maybe you should take Gemma out of the carrier. I think your hair is suffocating her.

Ophelia: Oh.

As soon as Ophelia does put her down inside, Gemma crawls right over to the couch.

She grips onto the cushion and pulls herself onto her feet! She's getting closer and closer to walking every day!

Ophelia: Oh my goodness, look at you! That's my big girl!

Gemma is loving the praise! Yes, she is amazing, thank you for noticing!

Xander's got his last shift before family leave soon. His assistant manager will appreciate the extra hours, at least.

He enjoys some quiet time with his first baby before he has to go, snapping a quick pic of her to look back at when she hits the terrible twos.

Xander's off to work and Gemma just finished dinner when she reaches another milestone! She blows a sweet little kiss to her mommy, and the combination of the hormones and the overall cuteness makes her want to cry.

Ophelia: Thank you, muffin, Mommy loves you too!

After putting Gemma to bed, Ophelia's starving but there's no leftovers in the fridge, so she whips up some chicken and dumplings just in time for Xander to get home.

Ophelia's tired, hungry, and her feet are killing her! She forgot how much pregnancy kind of sucks.

Pretty soon, she's going to have a toddler AND an infant, on top of the paparazzi hounding her while she's still trying to climb her way up the fame rankings? What has Ophelia gotten herself into?

Xander's enjoying his chicken and dumplings, at least.