#there’s an ad for cleaner at the hospital

[imsorryimlate]

can’t believe i have to get a new job ughhhhh

[fishing-for-blood]

Speaking of chemicals, everyone knows not to mix bleach and vinegar because that makes chlorine gas, right? Or bleach and ethanol because that makes chloroform, right? Or bleach and ammonia, or bleach and anything besides water to make a 10% solution, right??

Because I thought that was common knowledge especially after the COVID cleaning crazes and yet. and YET. I got to learn the hard way that this is, in fact, NOT as common knowledge as I thought it was and buddy let me tell you chlorine gas is a doozy very not fun. Very holy-shit-i-cant-breathe-and-everything-burns not fun.

[augustvandyne]

Five times you and Addison Montgomery almost kiss, and the one time you do, please?

i love addie so much she’s so cute! also, i wasn’t sure if you preferred this to take place during greys or private practice, so i went with greys!

tw: mentions of vomiting

a story for the grandkids

1.

It was in the crossing of early morning, late night.

You’d been at the hospital for over forty-eight hours. And only about ten of that had been small naps.

Being on Addison’s service was kicking your ass, but you wanted to be an OBGYN with your whole heart and soul, and you would give up anything for that. Even a little sleep.

You were currently watching over a baby whose mother had just left her.

This world was messed up, and you hated people for it. Sometimes you thought you were too empathetic for this world, but that’s what made you a great doctor.

Or at least that’s what Addison told you.

You’re drifting to sleep as you feel a tug on your pointer finger. You spent most of the night just watching the tiny humans chest thump with heartbeats.

But now you were getting restless, and there hadn’t been any response from the baby at all until now.

You sat up excitedly at the small on and off pressure being added to your finger.

“Hi, sweet girl,” You run your thumb over her small knuckles. “That’s it. You’re so strong.”

Your eyes are sparkling and your lips are wide with a large smile plastering your face.

Addison watches the interaction from across the NICU, and she thinks it’s the cutest thing she’s ever witnessed. She’s worked with a lot of aspiring interns interested in neonatal work, but she’s never met someone like you.

“Everything okay?” Addison is watching you more than the baby.

“Yes!” You are bouncing in your seat. “She— she’s responsive. I’ll admit, I was falling asleep for a second— but I felt a tug on my finger, and— she’s so strong, Dr. Montgomery.”

“Please, call me Addison,” She smiles at you, grabbing a pen from her lab coat to mark the newfound information on the chart. “And thank you for being honest with me. This is amazing news.”

“If I have to call you Addison, you should call me Y/n,” You try to convince her.

Addison chuckles, “We’ll see.”

You lower your head so your level with the incubator, your eyes closing slightly.

Addison looks up from the chart, her lips tilting up from hearing your small snores.

“Dr. Y/l/n,” Addison clears her throat, and you jump awake.

“Huh?” You rub your eyes, letting go of the babies hand for the first time in hours.

“You should go home. Get some sleep,” Addison nods.

“But— I still have a few more hours—“

“I’m telling you to go home,” Addison places her pen back in the pocket she retrieved it. “You came in early yesterday, therefore, I’m cutting you off for today.”

“Okay,” You chuckle. You stand and come closer to her, moving to stand between the incubator and her. “I’ll see you..”

“Whenever I please,” Addison gives you a breathtaking smile, only now realizing the two of you are very close.

She thinks about it for a split second, her eyes closing in on your lips. But she clenches her jaw and takes a tiny step back.

She’s grateful you’re too tired to remember this tomorrow.

“Go on, Dr. Y/l/n,” Addison nods towards the door to the NICU.

2.

You huff for what had to be the hundredth time in the past hour.

There was nothing you hated more than plastics. It wasn’t the treatments, per se.. actually, that was part of it. You hated seeing them in pain as you dressed their burns and their cries.

But you also hated Mark Sloan. You could feel his stares on you as you worked on what he’d asked. He treated you like an object, and you were over it.

You also hated him because of the way he treated Addison.

Yes, you know, she was definitely in the wrong, but she’s apologized and everyone is over it. At least everyone except Mark.

“Y/l/n. If you huff one more time you’ll be on dry cleaner and coffee duty,” Mark threatens.

Although it wasn’t really a threat to you. It was better than wondering when he was going to pounce on you.

“It’s better than being here,” You mumble, finishing a dressing on a mans hand. He was a champ.

“What? Wanna share with the class?”

“I said it’s better than being here,” You finally snapped. “I will happily get your coffee and dry cleaning.”

“Perfect,” Mark flashed you a smile without even telling you where to go and what to get. You’d just ask Alex.

You somehow managed to stumble into the NICU, in search for Alex, but you didn’t find him.

You only found Addison.

“Oh, thank god. Someone sane,” Addison comes towards you and puts her hands on your shoulders.

“I don’t know about that,” You laugh. “But I do know I might kill Mark Sloan tonight.”

“Ugh, you got Mark? Out of everyone?” Addison grimaces. “I’m sorry. I’ll help you plan.”

“Amazing,” You smiled blissfully— just being in the NICU and near Addison is what you needed to calm yourself.

You lean your forehead on Addison’s shoulder, and you feel Addison’s hand make its way to the back of your head.

When you lift your head, your mouth is awfully to the side of Addison’s face.

She locks eyes with you but moves her head to the side, away from your face. She notices Alex towards the back of the room, flirting with a nurse.

“Karev, show Y/l/n where Dr. Sloan gets his coffee and his dry cleaning.”

3.

Nothing could have prepared you for what went wrong on that table today.

You knew this was a possibility going into neonatal, and fetal, but even that couldn’t have prepared you for the first death of a mother.

You didn’t even know what went wrong, really.

The mother was fine— you were delivering her baby by C-section and then all of the sudden she started crashing.

Addison had to lead you to the side before she tried to save the patient. You just stood there. Painless, numb, frozen.

It was like you couldn’t breathe.

And when Addison called time of death you all but ran out of the operating room and towards an on-call room.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, your scrub cap in your hands as you leaned your head back in hopes to get the tears to go away.

“Y/l/n,” Addison crouches down in front of you, her hand finding a comforting spot on your knee.

You try to ignore the burning sensation of her hand through your scrubs.

“I don’t—“ Your voice cracks and you move your hands to your face, crying into the scrub cap.

“Shh,” Addison shushes you, running another comforting hand up and down the side of your thigh. “We had no idea that was going to happen. It’s not your fault.”

“But her poor husband,” Your words are muffled through the cap. “And the baby..”

“I know,” Addison removes her hand from the side of your leg and moves your hand from your face. “It’s okay.”

Addison lifts herself from the floor and to the bed beside you.

She looks at you with sympathy, because she remembers the first mother she lost. It tore her apart just as it was doing to you.

“It will get better,” Addison promises.

“It’s not fair,” You blow out a breath. “She was fine.”

“Stop. You’re getting yourself worked up,” Addison frowns, pulling you into her side.

You melt into her side, your left leg moving on top of her own. You vigorously wipe at your tears, but they just keep coming.

You sob into her shoulder for a few minutes, soaking her dark blue scrubs to a darker blue.

Addison lifts your head to see your face.

It’s mostly dark in the room, only a small lamp sat on the desk in the back corner. You could barely see her face, but she could see yours perfectly.

She wipes the tears from your face and pushes the damp hair away that sticks onto your face.

Your eyelashes stick together as you look down at her lips slightly, and back up towards her eyes.

“You okay?” Addison’s eyes make their way down to your lips.

She leans forward, and she almost thinks she’s going to, but she pulls you in for a hug.

“Yeah,” You sigh.

4.

“It’d be nice if I could breathe right now,” You joked, although it wasn’t really a joke. It felt like the air had been swept from your lungs.

How did you get stuck with your hand on the bomb?, was a very good question.

One you definitely didn’t have the answer to.

All you knew was the second the paramedics hand was out of there, yours was right inside the body.

Your hand was growing tired, but you really didn’t want to die today. You haven’t even really fell in love yet, not really, and that’s something you’d like to experience before dying.

The next few minutes fly by in a blur. Meredith and Cristina come up with a plan to safely take care of the bomb, and the next second your out the door. Praying to any Gods above that you make it out of this alive.

“Breathe, Y/n,” Meredith reminds you.

“I can’t,” You let out a shaky gust of air. “I really c— can’t.”

“Come on, now is not the time to have an asthma attack,” Cristina curses. “I don’t have her extra inhaler, do you?”

“No.. she gave it to..”

“Addison,” The two say together.

“Crap,” You gasp for air.

“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do,” Burke looks between the two - Meredith and Cristina - as a sheen of sweet forms on his forehead. “One of you are going to have to take over for her and the other needs to take her to Dr. Montgomery now. Before things get out of hand and we all die.”

“You’re right,” Meredith nods. “Okay, I’ve got it. A count of three, Y/n, got it?”

“Yes,” You’re trying to inhale anything at this point, but you can’t seem to grab anything.

You successfully make the trade off with Meredith, and your anxiety skyrockets as you are forced to leave her behind.

“Y/n—“

“I know,” You share a silent understanding with your best friend.

Tell him.

I know.

“Come on, let’s go,” Cristina tugs on your arm and takes you right towards the redhead.

“Oh, y/n,” Addison dives right into your arms, unaware of the fact that you can’t breathe at all. “Thank god you’re alright. You are okay, right? I don’t see any bruises.”

“Dr. Montgomery,” Cristina breaks the moment. “You have her inhaler?”

“Oh!” Addison sees the paleness in your face and begins reaching for your inhaler, finding it in her back pocket. “Here.”

Addison doesn’t care about the blood coating your hand as she holds your hand to help you with your inhaler.

Addison leans her face forward to make sure you’re doing it right, and when you remove your hand her lips are awfully close to your face.

You take a sharp inhale of breath you didn’t have a second ago, and you actually think she’s gonna go through with it for a second.

But you had an audience, and she didn’t want your first kiss to be in front of her ex-husband and your subordinates.

“You’re okay?” Addison checks over you.

“You called me by my name,” Is the first thing you say when you’re fully back.

Addison laughs, “I did.”

5.

You giggle to yourself as you sit at the bar in Joes.

You were all supposed to originally go there so you could drink and do trauma dumps for the week, but everyone got called in for their respective specialties, except you.

A familiar fragrance hits your nose, and you rest back, almost falling out of the stool at the bar.

“Woah there,” Addison catches you quickly before you fall.

“Addie,” You sigh in content, laying your arm across the table, your head resting in the crook of your arm.

“Hm?” Addison presses her lips together. “Meredith told me I might find you here.”

“She did?” You ask with a little too much excitement.

“Yeah,” Addison laughs at you. “What happened? Are you upset? Is that why you’re like this?”

“Nooooo,” You poke her on the nose.

You begin to stand, putting your coat on due to the frigid weather.

“Where are you off to?” Addison stands quickly, following you right out the door.

“The hospital!” You gasp. “To save more babies. I like babies. I want babies. I want them with this one person, but I don’t think they want them with me. Which is okay! I’m.. I think I’m gonna throw up.”

Addison follows you to the grass, holding your hair back as you empty your stomach onto the ground.

She pushes down the jealousy as she rubs your back soothingly.

You lean up fast, looking her in the eyes with the most adorable expression (in her opinion).

You give a wide smile, leaning forward the slightest bit.

She does think about it, but your first kiss shouldn’t be this way. You wouldn’t even be able to remember it in the morning. And your mouth tasted awful.

“Come on,” Addison steers you away from the grass and back into the bar. “Let’s get you a coffee. Maybe some fries. How does that sound?”

You groan in response.

+1

Weddings really just irked you. And you didn’t know what it was about them.

Maybe the fact that you spend so much money for a stupid party you won’t even remember in two years, but Addison seemed to love it.

That’s the only reason you were going - was for Addison.

You’d noticed over the past few weeks how close Addison has come to kissing you. You were really hoping today might be it.

You were a bridesmaid, due to you being one of Cristina’s very best friends.

Although right now you were really regretting even agreeing in the first place.

First off, you hated the dress. Brown? Out of any color? Second, (again on the dress) it didn’t fit your body type well at all. And lastly, you were beginning to think there wouldn’t even be a wedding.

Cristina kept freaking out. All day. And now you could hear someone approaching the door. You had a feeling it was Burke.

Meredith calls for you and when you come to the door it’s not Burke.

It’s Addison.

“Addison,” You slip out of the room. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay with Burke?”

“Everything’s okay for now,” Addison keeps a stoic expression on her face. “But is she almost ready? He’s getting antsy, and he might not go through with it.”

You clench your jaw, shaking your head.

“I’m not even the maid of honor and I’m running around fixing everything?” You whisper-shout.

“Don’t get mad at me,” Addison lifts her brows.

“I’m just— this whole wedding is a disaster. First these stupid dresses, second the bachelorette party? I mean, what the hell kind of party was that?! And now Cristina can’t remember her vows, and there may as well—“

You’re cut off by Addison’s lips smashing onto yours.

“Finally,” You sigh, leaning into her.

Her hands find your hips, grabbing onto them as she pushes you against the wall. Your arms wrap around her neck.

“And for the record,” She says between kisses. “I love this dress on you.”

This was a story for the grandkids.

[iateyourparents]

can you do one like the medium but for sam? 🙊

medium | s.g.

pairing: sam golbach x fem!medium!reader

summary: you’re a guest in sam and colby’s video.

warnings: place they are exploring is made up by me, mentions of death, physical hurt, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry but english isn’t my first language), wasn’t proofread

an: thank you! i wrote it kinda differently than colby’s one but i hope you like it <33 here’s colby’s version of medium.

pictures are from pinterest:)

“What’s up guys! It’s Sam and Colby!” Colby started the video.

You stood next to them waiting for them to announce your presence.

“Today we are exploring haunted hospital. But it’s not just a hospital.” Sam said “It has graveyard in the backyard. People laying there were murdered by doctors and nurses here and then they were buried behind the hospital by cleaners to get rid of the bodies.”

“Exactly.” Colby nodded „We will tell you more about the history of this place in a moment but now let’s welcome on our channel ours today’s guest! Y/n, Sam’s girlfriend, will be exploring with us!”

You smiled and waved at the camera while Sam cointinued Colby’s introduction of your person “Most of you probably don’t know but my love is a medium. So we’re positive it will give us more perspectives on this place. Baby, how do you feel about this experience?”

You were about to answer when Colby interrupted with a cheeky smirk “Good, thanks babe.”

You only laughed while Sam shook his head with a smile and again looked at you.

“I feel excited, that’s my first time in so haunted place.” you laughed “I already can tell there’s so much bad and sad vibes in this place.”

“Great, then let’s start.” Colby clapped his hands.

You all walked into the hospital where waiting for you was yours tourguide. He quicky gave you a tour and said some things about this place to the camera and the left you alone.

„Okay, so like Mike said, the graveyard is called the most active place on the hospital’s grounds. So why won’t we start there?” Sam offered.

You went to the exit into the backyard and just as you walked through the doorframe you could feel shivers running down your spine. You felt overwhelming sadness and brutality. You literally could feel emotions of spirits here but as fast as it came it was gone.

“When I walked through the doors I felt shivers all over me and I felt like I was one of those spirits. I felt their emotions. But it was quickly gone.” you said to the camera.

“You just can feel this…sadness.” Colby added “I don’t know if it’s only me but I feel like I’m being watched.”

You and Sam agreed with his words and you explained to the viewers “I’m honestly not surprised we feel like it because we are being watched. I feel so many spirits here. I can see only couple of them but I’m sure that those I can’t see are also looking at us. But honestly I don’t feel…threatened? Like, I was expecting to feel not okay, to them not being okay with us because of how they ended up here but it’s actually opposite. They are curious but don’t feel need to harass us or something.”

“That’s actually a big relief because this place is known for people getting attacked in many ways.” Sam said. „Baby, could you describe who you see?”

“Sure.” you shrugged and looked around “Most spirits I see are pretty young. But I can see some olders ones too. They all are just standing or sitting around, I think they may be in places where their bodies are.”

“That’s so sad.” Sam pouted “Imagine dying here and getting buried here without your family knowing so they couldn’t even visit you and when it all was discovered it was too late to find everybody’s relatives.”

“We should probably start investigation.” Colby stated after a moment of silence. “We will start here with the spirit box but we were thinking about doing an estes method here outside later.”

You took a rempod from Sam and placed it on the stone that was gravered with story of this grounds as a memory of all these victims of bad care system and cruel people working here.

It wasn’t long later when rem pod started going off.

“Alright, whoever touched that, thank you.” Colby said „We want you all to know we come here in peace and just to get to know more about you and what happened here. We don’t want to disrespect or harass you. We promise we won’t do anything you don’t want us to but we’re hoping some of you will communicate with us.” rem pod went off again. “Thank you.”

“I can feel that most of them actually came here after your speech.” you stated and boys smiled.

„If you want to say anything to us, just say it to this thing and it will say it to us.” Sam explained turning on the spirit box.

Not a second later box said “dead” and “doctors”.

„Doctors killed you? Unfortunately we know, that’s awful what happened.” Sam tried to hold the conversation.

Box answered “body” and “here”.

„Your bodies are here?” Colby asked and spirit box confirmed.

You were asking more questions when suddenly you could feel emotions around you changing.

„Guys, for some reason some of them are starting to get angry. I think it might be because we are reminding them of everything.” you frowned when some ghost confirmed your words using the spirit box “We are sorry for reminding you…” you couldn’t continue because you felt like something scratched your face and you hissed placing your hand on burning place.

Sam immediately frowned in worry and stood next you carefully taking your hand away from your face just to gasp.

“Holy shit, something scratched you.” Colby pointed camera at your cheek where were two red lines.

“I think they don’t want us here anymore.” Sam said and you could hear worry in his voice so you squeezed his hand to let him know you’re alright.

“Yeah, let’s go inside.” Colby offered.

You went to take rem pod off the stone when it suddenly was swept off of it and landed on the grass.

“Holy fuck, did you recorded that?” Sam asked shocked picking up the rem pod.

“Yeah, camera was pointing there so I think it was captured.” Colby said and pointed camera at himself “Holy shit guys, it’s so sick.”

You took all your things and went inside where you decided to start investigation in the waiting room.

And again you didn’t have to wait long for some signs. Just as you were about to place your equipment you all heard a serie of knocks and then footsteps.

“I hope you guys can hear it too.” Sam whispered to the camera “It’s coming from this way.” he pointed at one of the examination rooms

“We are currently in the children ward but I don’t feel any children here.” you frowned “There’s only adults. Were the wards changed?”

“No.” Colby shook his head “There’s nothing about this anywhere. It was children ward to the end.”

“That’s weird.” you sighed and a moment later you could hear a scratching noise, like a chair against the floor.

“Shit.” Sam said with camera facing old chairs next to one of the walls. What attracted his attention was fact that the chairs weren’t in places they were a minute ago.

Next moment later your attention was turned to hissing Sam who hold his side with one hand.

Colby quickly took camera from the blonde while you lifted your boyfriend’s hoodie just to see a red handprint.

“Oh my god.” you gasped and Colby zoomed camera to give viewers a better look on the red spot “It literally looks like someone slapped you. Did it felt like it?”

“No.” Sam shook his head squeezing your hand in his “I felt like something was touching my side and then it suddenly felt hot.”

Before anyone could say anything more, Colby hissed and you could see handprint starting to show on his collarbone.

“It felt just like you described it.” Colby frowned “Is there something?”

“Yeah, it looks the same as Sam’s handprint.” you stated taking camera from him to show both boys and the red spots.

Then there was a loud noise coming from the same examination room as earlier.

You went there, boys following you and when you were in the room there wasn’t anything special but then the doors closed themselves loudly behind you.

“What the hell?” you pointed camera at the closed door and Sam went to open them. They, thankfully, opened and you quickly got out.

“Okay, something is wrong.” you stated giving camera to Colby. Sam looked worried and stood next to you. “I can’t explain this but I just know that something is so not right.”

“Our equipment.” Sam pointed out suddenly. Their equipment was scattered carelessly around the floor. It wasn’t like that when you went to that room.

“It’s dead.” you said picking up the spirit box that wasn’t flashing a red light anymore. “Or broken.”

“Shit, it must drained energy from it.” Colby said.

Suddenly you felt like something pulled your hand and you thought it was Sam but when you looked behind you, Sam was good few inches away from you.

“What the hell, something just grabbed and pulled my hand.” you frowned and Sam grabbed your hand giving it a squeeze.

Then something pulled Sam’s hair and you all could feel temperature in room changing. It was freezing.

“What’s going on?” Sam asked massaging his scalp.

“Someone is angry and feel need to be violent. I think it might be a doctor because it has, like authority aura around itself.” you explained.

“There was this one doctor that died here.” Sam told you “He died because of hypothermia in the winter.”

“It would explain the temperature changing.” Colby deduced.

You heard big thud from examination room.

“It wants us there.” Sam offered and started walking that way but you stopped him grabbing his hand and shaking your head.

“We shouldn’t go there, it’s luring us there with bad intentions in mind.” you said and boys looked impressed.

“It has a lot of energy if it’s the same one who was doing sounds during our tour.” said your boyfriend.

Again, big thud, this time closer to you.

“We should get out boys.” you stated “Something bad is about to happen. And it won’t end well for any of us.”

Sam and Colby knew your intuition was almost never failing so they just started packing and Colby said to their viewers “Remember that your health is the most important while things like this and that’s why we don’t wanna risk now, especially with y/n with us.”

“You cannot follow us home or hurt us.” Sam said sternly.

You quickly got out of the hospital and you could hear constant thuds, knocking and footsteps behind you that ended just when you were safely out of the building.

“It’s mad we got away.” you informed boys. They gulped and quickly said few words to the camera as an outro and you all got into the car and drove away from the hospital.

“I think we should go back there after some time. And take more people. And do that estes method in the backyard.” Sam said holding your hand between seats.

“Yeah, that’s good idea. We should take Nate and Seth.” Colby offered.

Not longer later you were in your and Sam’s hotel room sitting on his lap.

“Your cheek is more red than before.” he pouted kissing delicately the scratches.

“It will go away in few days.” you assured.

“It might scar.” he frowned.

“It’s okay.” you knew he felt bad for taking you there “Don’t feel bad, it’s not your fault and I wanted to go there.” you reminded and he just sighed and kissed you.

“I’m glad it only ended with scratches and not something worse.” he started peppering your face with small kisses and you smiled.

“Me too.”

This time you started a kiss.

[petalruesimblr]

Hello everyone! Lately, I've been interested in creating part-time careers and have been brainstorming various kinds of realistic options that can be used for The Sims 3.

This time, I'm back with a Medical Support Staff part-time career. It combines different part-time roles in the medical field, such as Medical Receptionist, Medical Records Clerk and Medical Scribe and these roles don't necessarily require a license or a college degree.

If you are interested, click on ’Keep Reading’ below for more information and pictures of the Medical Support Staff Part-Time Career.

Medical Support Staff

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Join our Medical Support Staff Team in providing essential support services to our patients and medical professionals. Assist with administrative tasks, provide support to patients and be a vital part of our healthcare operations. Apply now and become a part of our dedicated team making a difference in healthcare!

Career Type: Part-Time Available for: Young Adults, Adults and Elders Available Languages: English Levels: 3 Rabbit Hole: Hospital Work Days: M, T, W, F Work Hours: 9AM - 12PM Does it have Carpool? Yes Does it have Uniforms? Yes (same uniforms used for the Medical career; Bed Pan Cleaner, refer to pictures above) File Type: Package Min. Required Game Version: 1.42 Packs Needed: The Sims 3 📣 All descriptions for the levels, tones and metrics as well as skills required, salary, uniforms and other details are provided on the pictures above.

NRAAS Careers Mod

I decided to use game screenshots from The Sims 3 that I took during the testing period instead of creating detailed images because it takes less time compared to the other one and I've been quite busy these past few days. You may have noticed my new post format, which I'm trying out to see if it works for me. Since I started my Simblr account, I've been experimenting with what works or looks good with my theme. Hopefully, I will find something that I'll be happy with. So, I hope you'll be patient with me as I tend to change things every now and then. The Charisma skill is added as one of its metrics because this part-time career mostly involves interacting with patients and fellow medical staff. This includes tasks such as checking in patients, scheduling appointments and coordinating medical procedures with different teams in the hospital. Logic is also the other Metric as I think the longer you work in that setting you will eventually learn the medical jargons especially if you have been promoted to the highest level and need to accurately record everything during patient examinations. As stated above, you will need NRAAS Careers Mod for these careers to show up in the game and as long as you have the latest version of it, it should work for higher patches. You can also read my #psa regarding these careers, click here. I’m not fluent in any other languages to translate so if anyone is interested in translating this career, please don’t hesitate to send me a message here, comment on this post or let me know in my new Ask/Contact form (if you don't have a Tumblr account) and will let you know the details. I have tested this career in my game, so far it is working and all scripts are showing up. All feedback is very welcome to help me learn and improve my skills so please let me know if you experience any problems on your end and I’ll do my best to sort it as soon as possible.

MissyHissy step-by-step tutorial Twallan for the Career Mod S3pe

[thatsatricky1]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖙

Pairing: Criminal Choi San x Nurse (afab) Reader.

Genre: Thriller, Crime, Romace

Warnings: Hospitals, slight gore, wounds, gun shot wound mentioned, blood mentioned, gun mentioned, criminal activities, bank heist.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction and does not accurately describe San, again this is fiction for entertainment purposes. Also I wrote this at an ungodly hour at night so please excuse if there are any grammar or misspellings (English is not my first language) I will go back to re-edit any mistakes later after I get some sleep.

Word count: 3,4k+

“I still remember you full of youth, wide eyed, holding a water bottle in one hand and a fall risk document in the other.”

“Ah yes when I was a resident still full of hope.” Y/n commented back not looking up from the computer where she was typing up a quick patient report. An already empty coffee cup in the trash can next to the desk and a freshly opened 500ml energy drink laid next to the computer keyboard.

“Now you’re just like the rest of us.” Chan spoke again with a small lopsided smile leaning against the desk, arms crossed figure still clothed in his lab coat.

“Chan, I love you but your shift ended an hour ago, leave before you get stuck here.” Y/n shut down Chan’s small talk.

“Couldn't I say the same for you?”

“No, understaffed as per usual meaning I’m doing a double shift.” Y/n answered back to Chan’s retort causing him to stand up straight.

“You are taking another double shift? You know you can say no sometimes.” Chan frowned watching her still typing up the last few sentences of her report on a new income patient.

“I’d love to but Yeji and Rose are both on holiday, Momo is on leave since she’s in her third trimester, Mark is sick, so is Yoona, Hani, Suzi and Doyoung. Oh and Irene got moved to ward F4.” Y/n listed off with her finger spinning in her chair to face Chan now.

“Felix?” Chan asked out stubbornly.

“He did the last double shift, late and night shift.” Y/n shot back.

Chan sighs moving to rub his eyes letting out a groan not liking how his ward was always understaffed but most ward were, that’s how it was. He was always asking the hospital to hire more nurses, it looked like even him, the head doctor couldn’t change their stingy ways.

Hospital staff worked as a team. Doctors, nurses, emt’s, cleaners, chefs, receptionists, therapists, interns, residents, technicians, all staff were a team together. If just one was missing, the hospital wouldn’t work.

“I’m going to try again at the next board meeting to get them to reconsider adding extra staff.” Chan mentions while Y/n gets out of her seat standing in front of him.

“Of course you will, you do every time Dr. Bang, but how about for now you go to bed, can’t have a sleep deprived doctor working on my patients.” Y/n teased a cheeky smile gracing her lips but eyes were evidently tired as she patted his chest.

“Alright, alright nurse Y/n. I’m on call though, so if anything happens it’s my number you need to call during Night Shift Alright?” Chan conceded one arm raised in mock surrender while the other patted her hand that laid on his chest.

“Good, sleep well Chan.” Y/n replied letting her hand slip away from being sandwiched between Chan’s chest and hand. No doubt already making up her mind to not bother on calling Chan as she was a pro in emergencies.

Y/n moving away over to the medication area opening the cabinets while flipping open the iPad going onto her patients medical plans to start preparing their medication before they’d be going to sleep.

Chan watched silently as Y/n moved with muscle memory reaching for different medications she knew like the back of her hand placing them in one use containers.

“Sleep well too Y/n after your shift ends.” Chan quietly spoke out in the room but loud enough to hear as she hummed out in response.

With one more reluctant look at leaving her alone for the Night Shift, Chan grabbed his things leaving the nursing room. Y/n hearing his footsteps faintly leave down the hallway.

Y/n taking in a deep breath, blinking away the heavy feeling in her eyelids. Hands moving nimbly as usually putting another 400mg pain tablet into a container.

It had hit 3 a.m. Y/n having just finished another round through her patients rooms making her way back towards the nursing room pocketing her low light torch and quickly checking the time on her pocket watch, a puff of air releasing from her mouth realising she still had four more hours till change over.

Unlocking the nursing room and pushing it open with her hip letting the door stay all the way open as she moved to grab her nearly finished energy drink. Moving it up to her lips only to pause hearing the night shift phone start ringing.

Only letting her eyes flutter shut for a moment of annoyance that coursed through her tired body knowing fully well she shouldn’t have hoped for a peaceful night. Yet even when placing the drink down in favour to grab the phone still holding on to a string of hope it was just Irene who was on night shift on F4 wanting to call to pass time and gossip about her new work colleagues.

With a click of a button she pressed the phone to her ear calling out her wards name, F2 and her name.

“Hey Y/n it’s Eunwoo, Irene is gonna look after F2 and F4 for a while. I need you down here for some extra help. Sorry sweetheart.” Eunwoo’s voice muffled out of the old desperately in need of updating, hospital night shift phone.

Just like that Y/n’s peace was broken, but she didn’t dwell on it and instead nodded to herself gripping the phone tighter as she stuffed her pocket with gloves, a Sutures scissors and hand bottle of disinfectant.

“Alright Eunwoo I’m on my way down to the Emergency ward, keep tight I’ll be three minutes max.” Y/n replied not waiting for his response as she ended the call already moving out of the nursing office, locking it behind her before rushing as quietly as she could down the hallway, taking the stairs instead of the elevator.

Making it in under two minutes gloves on and ready. Swiftly making her way down the hallway, Eunwoo joined her halfway.

“What happened, Eunwoo?” Y/n asked straight to the point, turning her head to cast her gaze on her friend.

“Good morning to you too sweetheart, three guys came in severely wounded, one shot, the other two pretty scratched up. They won’t talk about it. My guess is some gang robbery on the trio went wrong and they're traumatised or still in shock from it.” Eunwoo informed, somehow slipping a joke in as well.

“And I’m here, why then?”

“Because my dear Y/n I have my hands full with critically injured patients and there is one guy left from the three that needs to be patched up.” Eunwoo finally explained.

“Eunwoo-” Y/n started to go on her rant but was cut off by Eunwoo who stopped them grabbing her blue medical gloved hands in his own matching pair.

“Y/n I wouldn’t ask you to come down without a reason, I’m on my second double shift in a row, I have four burn victims I constantly have to attend to until space frees up in the critical ward. We used to work in the emergency ward together so I knew you’d get it.” Eunwoo spoke this time seriously, squeezing Y/n’s hands gently.

Y/n gazed into Eunwoo’s eyes for a few seconds before softening her gaze, nodding understanding him. Eunwoo’s eyes brightened knowing he could count on her pulling her into a tight hug.

“He’s in room 4, thank you Y/n you are a lifesaver. I owe you one.” Eunwoo thanked her, taking his leave to rush back to room 6.

“Yeah, I know.” She muttered to herself, hands on her hips before looking over to room 4.

“I’m fine, like I said before you can attend to my friends first.” A smooth yet somehow gruff voice called out in the dim room.

“Well that’s an interesting introduction. And for your peace of mind, your friends have already been attended to.” Y/n spoke from the doorway leaning against it.

“You’re not that guy.” The male blurted out observing Y/n.

“Very observant. No I’m not, but you’re my patient now, so let’s have a look at what I’m working with.” Y/n clearly amused as she stepped properly into the room now, picking up the new patients chart.

Having to keep a poker face noticing Eunwoo’s chicken scratch handwriting with barely any information. Male, looks to be mid twenties, might have a cut on his right forearm and some scratches to the face. Not a lot to work off of.

Placing the chart down Y/n looked over at the guy taking in his appearance. He was quite attractive, that is something she couldn’t deny. Recently freshly bleached hair, black combat boots, plain black pants, an olive green hoodie paired with a questionable leather combat vest, that she hoped was just an odd choice of street fashion wear. One of his hands gloved with a chain attached to it, the other hand was covered in wrist bands.

“Are they really fine?” The guy asked, watching as Y/n grabbed supplies bring them over to the bed he was sitting on, legs placed on the floor in habit in case he needed to make a break for it.

“Eunwoo has magic hands, you’re friends are most definitely more than fine.” She reassured him.

“But you on the other hand, need to get patched up now.” Y/n pointed out hand gesturing towards his bloodied sleeve.

“It’s not mine.” San explained, the blood having soaked into his sleeve of his hoodie earlier.

Y/n held back from raising her eyebrow shaking her head pointing out “I’m going to assume you got blood on your sleeve from your friends gun shot wound.”

“Yeah something like that.” He nods.

“Alright so, I still need to patch up your face. Make sure those wounds don’t leave any nasty scars.” She spoke while preparing everything all while he watched curiosity clear in his eyes.

San could clearly tell the young nurse was tired, then again it was always said that nurses are overworked so he shouldn’t be surprised, it was also 3 something a.m.

“I’m Y/n F/n, but you can call me Y/n.” Y/n introduced herself before gesturing at her equipment asking permission silently to start. San giving a single not for the go ahead.

Y/n moved to start cleaning up the scratch that was clean along the bridge of his nose, it would leave a faint scar from the depth but with her skillful hands it wouldn’t be as noticeable. Being this up close to him made her realise he had an eyebrow piercing, something Y/n was a sucker for. But she was also professional.

“San.”

“No last name?” She hummed out eyebrows scrunching the slightest bit in focus, a detail San couldn’t help but burn into his memory gaze never leaving her face.

“Just San.” He replied back waiting to be further interrogated but was pleasantly surprised by Y/n not asking further questions on him. Yet for some reason also hoped she’d dig further.

“So do you always come waltzing through the emergency entrance with sounds wearing a leather vest or is this something you’re just scratching off your bucket list?” Y/n tried making small talk, wanting his attention off her face, noticing his intense stare.

“We got robbed, not something I put on my bucket list, don’t have one to begin with.” San replied with a small smirk placed against his lips at her words. The lies slipped off his tongue easily as it was a thing he did often.

“Mm, Eunwoo did say something about a robbery. At least you have a new conversation started to use on people.” Y/n offered up a barely good thing to come out of the situation that happened to him and his friends.

“You look tired.” San blurted out wanting to change the topic off of his friends and situation since he didn’t want to slip up on it and talk further on it as when Mingi, Wooyoung and he had gone to the hospital the furthest they’d made up on their alibi was getting robbed and none of the three would say more in case they gave different stories.

“Once again a great observation San, I’m on a double shift. I had a late shift. Now I’m on night shift due to our wonderfully understaffed hospital like every other hospital.” Y/n replied to him wondering if she looked like a mess for him to be pointing out she looked tired.

“Fuck. Sounds like it happens a lot.” San muttered out holding back a wince as she cleaned over a cut on his cheekbone, being used to the pain but that didn’t mean he was immune to it.

“It does.” Y/n hummed out before saying with an amused grin “Do I look that bad?”

“No, just because you look tired doesn’t mean you look bad. You look good.” San responded just as fast, eyes never falling from her face unlike how her hand faltered from where it was attending to his cheekbone.

“… Well you should see me with at least eight hours of sleep and in clothes that aren’t my scrubs.” Y/n teased out having to take a second, surprised by the sudden comment he made.

“Don’t tempt me, you know I’d want to see that.” San spoke out confidently, his pierced eyebrow raising. Only to wince at Y/n ‘accidentally’ pressing harder on his wound.

“Careful San if I didn’t think any better I’d say you’re testing your luck on a night shift nurse right after being robbed.” She shook her head to hold back her amusement.

“And what if I am?” He boldly asked hand slyly moving to grab her wrist gently stopping her from continuing with patching up his face. Y/n noticing just how close their faces were now.

“I’d say it would be a lost cause San, seeing as I’m your nurse and you’re my patient. Your not the first flirt I’ve come across in the work field and certainly not the last.” She put on a confident face tilting her head.

San’s eyes flickering the briefest second down at her lips before staring deep into her eyes, the smirk on his lips turning into a grin.

“Hasn’t stopped other people in the past. I like challenges Y/n.”

“This is a challenge you can only fail at San, I don’t typically go for guys without last names.”

“Choi.” San bluntly replied leaning another inch towards her face.

“I don’t go for bleach blondes.” Y/n responded right after not moving her face back.

“Hair dye exists darling.” San moved closer as if challenging her back, her head not retreating backwards.

“I like my men honest, wanna give me a rundown on how the robbery happened?” Y/n asked out while still doing her job causing San to let out a puff of air amused.

“If I get a kiss I might just tell you every little detail.” San was instantly sorting a made up robbery in his head.

“How about the story first?”

“No can do darling, the kiss comes first.” San denied his lips now so close she could nearly feel them against her own.

“Then I guess we are at a stalemate.” Y/n retorted yet didn’t move back.

San took this as a sign, eyes slowly closing as he moved forward only to be met with air.

Blinking his eyes a few times before fully opening them to see Y/n staring back amused, face a few inches away from his again.

“I got the last name, but your hair is still blonde and I didn’t get that story.” She shrugged, tugging her wrist out of his grasp easily seeing as he’d been holding it lightly in his grasp beforehand.

“Tease.” San groaned out moving backwards so his upper half of his body fell onto the bed.

“Whatever you say Choi San. Well as much as I enjoyed our interesting conversation, I need to go back to my ward to do another round on my patients seeing as you're all finished.” Y/n explained as she got up patting away the imaginary dusk on her scrubs after disposing of her one use gloves.

San was pleased to see no ring in sight on her now revealed hands. Sitting up with his hands holding all his wait he watched her put away the equipment she’d used.

“I thought I was also your patient, shouldn’t I get some of your time as well?” San didn’t let up not wanting her to leave so soon knowing fully well this could be their only interaction to his unfortunate displeasure at the thought.

“Well I can’t be using all my attention on one patient, that’s bias.” Y/n shrugged, moving to lean against the doorway of the room once again like she’d done when she’d first entered the room.

“You’ll probably be able to be discharged soon, be careful where you’re walking around at night with your friends. You’ve got a handsome face, one I don’t want to see get scratched up again and also in my hospital again, stay safe Choi San. Look after yourself.”

San smiled at her kind yet teasing words.

“I’ll try not to. But that doesn’t mean we won’t bump into each other again. The world is a small place you never know when we’ll see each other again.” San replied back.

“Sure thing.” Y/n nodded not thinking they’d cross paths again, but she wouldn’t mind it if it was in any other setting but the hospital she worked in.

Turning to leave Y/n held back an amused laugh hearing San call out to her as she finally took her leave.

“I’ll be waiting for that kiss Darling!”

“Darling?” It was a voice she’d thought she’d never hear again. Much less run into the man.

All she could do was stare in shock and slight anger at the sight in front of her.

San stood there gun in hand, face scratched up again because of the fight that had been taking place at 9pm on a random street in Seoul.

Y/n having been a random witness to the cruel street criminal actions taking place in the bank where’d she’d come by on her only day off she’d managed to get wanting to pay a bit of her student loans.

“You never got robbed.” Was all she could manage to whisper out, San having to strain his ears to hear it, but it was evident he’d heard her by the frown that had settled on his face.

San had been in a robbery gone wrong that night. Though he wasn’t the one who’d gotten robbed. He’d been the one trying to rob others. His grip on his gun faltered quickly, pocketing it in his waistband, glancing at the dead cameras shuffling closer to off duty nurse. Only for her to shuffle back from where she’d been sitting on the ground due to having been ordered by another man ten minutes ago to do so at the beginning of the bank heist currently taking place.

“Darling don’t, don’t you move away from me.” San scrambled with his words trying to back track this whole situation cursing out himself for life putting the two of you here at the same time and not some cliche bump into each other at a coffee shop cliche.

“You shouldn’t have told me your last name San.” Y/n spoke with determination, eyes barely managing to glare at her once patient who’d lied and flirted with her so easily.

“Well I guess that means we have a dilemma on our hands.” San clenched his jaw tight at her words.

“You won’t get away with this San, taking people's hard earned money like this.”

“That’s not what this is Y/n.” San denied desperately wanting her to understand the situation.

“That’s what it looks like to my Choi San.” She retorted, eyes flicking to his hands as he fiddled with something taking another step in her direction, eyes staring once again at that face he’d been thinking about this whole time since they’d first met months ago.

“Oh Darling. You have no idea.”

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sidestep scar map

here's all the physical scar mentions of step's ive discovered so far that aren't choice dependent! (choice dep scars will be in another post). lemme know if i missed any!

edit: hi people from r/hostedgames o/

edit 2 (nov 8th): added some more i missed!

(cw for sh/sui mentions and graphic injury description)

general

"Have you seen me?" You don't bother to hide your sneer. Even with your clothes on, there are enough scars and marks that many people would pay dearly to remove them. (ch 22, argent meetup) Regenerate…the notion is a tempting one; could it work on your tattoos? You've tried cutting and burning, but there's just too much, you'd be scarred and mutilated before you were done, but this…this prototype, could it help you too? (ch 19, etc, regenerator discovery) "What?" A moment's confusion and then—finally—he adds up the dots. His frown deepens, and he looks between your face and your chest, marred by scars and brightly orange tattoos, marking you as other. As not human. "Are you saying that—" (ch 22, flystep apartment scene) "Do you like scars?" you tease, taking one of [Daniel']s hands, tracing it across one on your chest. An ugly one, a remnant from an angry attempt to carve away your tattoos until the drugs couldn't keep the pain at bay any longer. (ch 22, flystep apartment date) It's a slow, circling motion over the small of your back, palm against skin, warm fingers tracing the deep scars you both know are there. And a few that ${he} doesn't. (ch 17, hoots makeout) ${his} hands are running over your skin, over your back. You know ${he}'s tracing scars, the same as you, and having an easier time of it. No fancy hospitals for your body, just your own skills, and no need to make it look pretty. (ch 21, chargestep apartment nsfw)

autopsy (incision) scar(s?)

"I obtained…pictures." He lets out a sigh, rubbing his face. "Classified. Highly classified. I assumed they were from the autopsy." He focuses on you. "Your autopsy." […] "The damage from the fall was horrific…you looked dead. Opened up." (ch 22, steel bar meetup)

legs

You remember that [Psychopathor] fell against the wreckage, and it moved and caused you to scream out loud as it dug into your leg. There's still a scar there somewhere. (ch 2, warehouse fight)

face

"Yeah, things changed. For me." You touch your face without intending to. The thin scars there are the most obvious legacy of your fall, of the window tearing into you like memories. (ch 21, hoots) "I'm not the only one with scars." He rubs the side of his face as he looks at you, and you have to fight not to do the same. You can feel your own face itch with the need to pick at your scars. "Yeah," you admit with a tired sigh. "Looking into the mirror is not fun." For more reasons than one, but you'd be lying if the scars weren't one of them. Bad memories imprinted on your flesh, a reminder of nightmares you can't ever forget. It's interesting, really, the way they see you as another vet. Are you looking out of place enough for that? A helping of scars. The nervous awareness. (ch 22, steel bar meetup)

hands/wrists

"Does it say that the scar on your hand always itches when you're stressed?" (ch 22, flystep apartment date)

"I'm not sure about this," he says, looking down at your scarred hands as if he could read your mind. Soft. Human. He doesn't want to hurt them. (ch 25, post puppet crash step leg rights, chen apartment minddive)

You let Ortega take your hands in [theirs]. Warm. Calloused. Scarred. Just like yours. You can't help but trace the edge of ${his} mods where they break the skin, strangely cool to the touch. (ch 21, trans mc ortega apartment reveal)

You look down at hands so much cleaner than your own. $!{puppet_name} hides all scars. (ch 18, puportega stakeout)

"It feels like they do," you say, scratching one of the scars on your hand a little nervously. "I wish I could tell you, but I can't." […] Your hands are clenched. Hard enough that your knuckles are white. There are a few scars across them, memories of punching things you shouldn't punch. People. Armor. Walls. […] You press two fingers against your wrist, feeling your pulse, feeling the scars. It's a familiar sensation, but instead of the weight pressing against your shields, you feel like a balloon, ready to burst. (ch 17 - finch therapy scene)

arms

tattoo removal attempts

You tried to get rid of them after your first escape. A specialist, suitably coerced. You still have the scar on the inside of your arm where the lasers didn't quite take. Too deep. Something she had never seen before, and she wasn't lying. Almost as if they were regenerating. (ch 15/ch 17, reader regenereveal tag )

You've tried lasers to remove them. You've tried dermabrasion. You even flayed off a piece of your own skin, and while that worked, it left another scar, a deep one. You know it's not possible to do that for your entire body. It's too much surface area; the process would kill you or leave you maimed. Not exactly the life you want. _(ch 15/ch 17, reader regenereveal tag / ch 19, puppet auction)

You tug at your sleeve; it keeps clinging to your sweaty skin. The small hairs on the back of your arm stand on end. The scars are visible now, the ones you made yourself. The ones where you tried to remove them. (chapter 19, argent regene reveal)

"I'm not lying anymore." You very slowly tug your sleeve up, rolling it past the scars, past the places where you tried to obliterate the tattoos, up to where they peek out beneath the fabric. Sharp. Orange. Inhuman. Like you. You look away, regulating your breathing, keeping a straight face as ${mhis} fingertips trace the edges of the design. There's a slight "tsk" at the burn scars that cut them off, no doubt ${mhe} is adding the clues together. […] "I tried to burn parts of them off," you say, […] so ${mhe} doesn't need to ask. "Didn't work too well. Needs third-degree burns, or they'll grow back." "Really?" $!{mhe} bends your arm, and you shift to allow it. "Fascinating." "Flaying works if you cut down to the flesh." Your voice sounds dispassionate even to your own ears, and Dr. Mortum takes a step back with a shocked look on ${mhis} face. "I'd hate to know how you found that out." "Other arm." You tug your sleeve down now that ${mhe}'s stopped touching you. (ch 20, "good" mortum mc reveal at the lab)

Holding your breath, you raise your arm in front of you, watching the pale green hospital robe slip back, revealing the intricate tattoos etched into your skin, broken only by scars. Neon orange. (ch 24, mccrash, revoked legrights)

dog bite

Some [dogs] were kept to guard the perimeter; you got bit once for straying outside. You still have the scar on your arm, a reminder that things that are hurt inevitably turn on each other. (ch 15, 1st boneyard scene)

general arm scars

It's so easy to feel human around ${him}. So easy to ignore the fear. Your sleeves are rolled up to your elbows. Anything more would risk revelations you aren't ready for, but even like this, the scars are enough for conversation. […] *if suitag: The bubbles hide most; you keep them buried deep in the soapy water to make sure ${he} doesn't look. (ch 21, ortega apartment dishes)

sh scars (suitag dep)

The scars on your arms are hidden under your sleeves, and maybe they would be something you could talk about. Something she would expect. A safe revelation of self-harm. *if suitag: Across. Not lengthwise. Your one deal with yourself. Not yet. You have things to finish first." (ch 17, finch therapy scene)

[poisonheiress]

Since there are no Glitz and Glam head canons or reader inserts yet, I've decided to make my own and share them with you. These are romantic in nature and reader focused so be prepared for that.

Warning: Some head canons suggest a shared S/O while others are for a specific sister.

◆ To begin, I believe that Glitz and Glam are rather jealous lovers, regardless if the partner is shared or not. The jealousy spawns from their connection to Envy and their hellborne status. Low born demons are used to fighting for everything they have, and even with the social boost from their position as Mammon's new figures, Glitz and Glam can only go so far. Adding in their natural leaning for Envy due their birth in the 6th ring, jealousy can come on quick and heavy. As a result, Glitz and Glam worry about their partner's focus falling away from them especially in public, always trying to bring their attention back to them at all costs. While their jealousy normally doesn't extend to the other sister, a shared partner can cause a few spats between the sisters every now and again.

◆ While the Glam sisters are as harsh as Envy demons come, that same bite and vitriol is never extended to their partners even in earlier stages of their relationships. They may keep the same snark in teasing their partner, but they will never insult or degrade their partners. This rule extends to those outside the relationship too. Neither sister responds well to some no-name or paparazzi looking down on their partner as a joke or otherwise. After all, demons aren't kind beings, especially those who spent the beginning of their lives crawling out of the Envy ring's Abyss.

◆ Speaking of rank, Glitz and Glam would definitely spend massive amounts of money on their s/o once they become Mammon’s new figures. While they obviously aren’t getting as big of a cut as they should, it’s much better than what their payments used to be, and as part of their life, their wealth extends to you too. From new clothing and jewelry to elaborate dates, they relish in spoiling their partners as long as they are the only ones doing it.

◆ Their personal life with their partner is never going to be publicized for people’s entertainment if Glitz or Glam have a say in it. They made their peace with the sexualization and objectification that comes with surviving in Hell show business a long time ago, and they don’t want their partner to ever experience the same fate. Attempting to break into their partner’s home or extort their partner either ends in a new corpse for the cleaners or a one way trip to Sloth’s hospitals. Because of this, I don’t see them dating another performer especially one under Mammon’s domain. Neither will risk their one freedom in hell becoming Greed’s newest commodity no matter how much they care about the other person.

◆ For every outfit the Glam sisters buy you, they will steal some of your wardrobe in return. No matter how big or small your clothes are on them, they’ll find a way to make it work. It gets to the point where half your wardrobe has found itself way into their shared closet. Glitz favors hoodies and sweaters, especially cropped ones while Glam prefers taking jackets and shirts. Wearing your lover's clothing is seen as a passive form of marking in Hell, even more so if the clothing has their scent on it, and Glitz and Glam take full advantage of that.

◆ A lot of dates for you on both sides would occur in the Envy ring, specifically in its seas. Since a lot of Glitz and Glam’s early life spent constantly moving about the Abyssal zones, they know all the best spots and love sharing that part of their life with their partners. They also love these dates because it's a lot easier to run from paparazzi underwater and disappear into the depths of the sea. Glitz and Glam also like to bring back souvenirs from their visits to the Envy Ring like pieces of coral and pearls. Glitz has even tried to bring a devil-fish back over the border once, but customs wasn’t found of that idea. Sure, they could bring back other commercial goods, but when it come to Envy, they prefer giving their partners something they found or killed with their own hands, not something that can be bought anywhere else.

◆ Speaking of dates, Glitz and Glam do vary in their preferred activities. Glitz prefers more high stakes, wild kinds of dates like hell’s version of bungee jumping or sky diving. She’ll even take you to swim through the riptides if you want. Glam, on the other hand, prefers more lowkey events like hunting or adventuring into deep sea caves where you two would have more alone time. Of course, they enjoy the traditional dinner dates and events, but they’ll always prefer something exiting with you alone.

◆ Last but not least, physical affection. Neither sister goes beyond hand holding or a few hidden make-outs in public. If they're feeling bold, they may even pull you onto their lap or sit on your lap. At home, they are a lot more hands on. Being Glam’s partner means that she’d gonna be wrapped around you like a second skin. She likes to have her hands on you at all times if possible. Cuddling with her is similar to being a straight jacket with the grip she has. It gets to the point where she’d rather pick you up to move then let you move around at all. On the plus side, cuddling with her means gossiping for hours straight on anyone and everyone, and her connection to stardom means that she's never out of thing to talk about.

◆ While Glitz likes affection just as much as her sister, she doesn't need to be touching her partner all the time, choosing to stay and sit close to you to fill her urge in public. Cuddling wise, I think Glitz is the kind of partner who lays on top of you, putting all her weight on you, and the only way to get her off is to move her yourself. With you captive under her, she will tell every bad joke her sister keeps from entering their act and she won't stop until you laugh. Glitz also loves her sticking her cold, webbed hands under your shirt to warm them up, laughing like a banshee when you jump at the touch.

◆ In the end, the Glam sisters fall slow but love hard. They may have each other, but they crave another person to share their lives with that will see them as something more then Greed's newest product. You have to hang on to what makes you happy in hell, and they'll cling to you till the end of their lives if you let them.

[ratherbefangirling]

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Pairing: ot7 x reader

Genre: Fluff, hurt/ comfort , Omegaverse

Synopsis: The pack seems to be falling for you but Jungkook doesn't like it one bit. What happens when he learns you are his mate

You avoid the boys by staying at home. You don't tell your mom so as to not bother her.

Instead you crash at your best friends house. Yun Suyeon was a beta with an alpha mom (you had bonded over 'are all alpha mom's the same?' ) and you had been friends for a long time.

Suyeon though finds it a bit strange but doesn't comment on it and commits on spending more time with you.

"Are you excited for the college fest." She asks.

"I dont know."

"You should. Why don't you try for the Coordination. I'm in hospitality. Lim Suho is one of the heads and Kang Taehee is another they need more people."

While normally you would probably not consider such an intensive position but it didn't seem like a bad idea to drown in work.

"Isn't it kinda too much work?"

"Yes but you get certificates and stuff." She replies. "That's why I've volunteered for the social media head."

"Fine. Where do I sign up."

"Wait let me send you the link." She said.

After you submitted the form. Suyeon's pack mom bought snacks for the both of you.

You thanked her.

"It's nice to see you too. Come hang out with our pup more often." She says.

You nod politely.

"Don't stay up too late." She says as she leaves.

Suyeon hugs you squealing in excitement.

"We are going to be the coolest kids on the block." She says.

She notes you have put on scent cleaners. But before she can say anything about it. Her phone rings her boyfriend asking to hang out. She informs him she's infact with her wifey and thus is not available.

You dress nicely in the morning as today was the team meeting between the coordinaters.

There were four of you. Though you didn't know who the fourth was because their number wasn't saved on your phone but you were added to like 5 different groups.

After the classes were over you all had decided to meet at a coffee shop to discuss. Suho who the teachers had declared the main guy was the one who would bridge between the teachers and you all and you would look over and communicate with heads of all the other committees like decor, entertainment etc.

Suho was a beta and Taehee was an omega like you. The third member was Choi Yeonjun, an alpha.

You thought he was cute. You texted the same to Suyeon.

S: he's soobins bestie

S: should I arrange a double date

Y/n: noooo ... I'm just happy with eye candy

S: I mean let me know if you want a taste

Y/n: YUN SUYEON

S:😉😘😘😘

You had met at the campus and Yeonjun offered to drive you all to the cafe.

But Suho had his bike and Taehee had to go home for a change in clothes as someone dropped their drink on her.

So it ended up being you and Yeonjun.

"So ... what made you decide to coordinate? You always hide behind your bestfriend." He said.

"Just like that what about you?" You say.

"I like meeting new people. This is the best way to make it happen."

Their is silence.

"Can I turn on the radio?" You ask.

He does it for you.

It's nice not having too speak and the music is decent until Namjoon's favourite song starts playing and you abruptly turn it off.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

Luckily the cafe is in sight.

"No just like that.. the cafe is here." You say changing the topic.

He nodded and the others joined you shortly. You soent an hour discussing themes and writing down important information.

"Let's have dinner together. Bonding night." Taehee suggested.

"I'm sorry I have prior engagement but I will pat the next time. You guys have fun." Suho says.

"Don't tell me you guys are busy too?" Taehee pouts.

"No I'm free and quite hungry." Yeonjun says.

"Me too." You add.

"Perfect!" Taehee exclaims and you guys go to a barbecue place.

You have a good time. Yeonjun takes it upon himself to serve. Its very alpha of him but you don't mind.

Taehee is good company too.

After your meals are over. Yeonjun offers to drop the two of you. You spend the ride discussing ideas and themes. Taehee is very excited for a more fantasy based one. Yeonjun wants a more party theme.

"Why don't we do it Russet inspired?" You ask.

Russet was a popular fashion magazine.

"That's super vague." Taehee comments.

"Exactly bur we can include different elements under one thing. And maybe people can wear things they already own instead of buying so it's sustainable."

"I would have never thought that." Taehee says.

"Yeah and we could get sponsorship from a fashion house or Paqsal Inc. ....they do charity galas to support initiatives like recycling and other sustainability endeavors."

"Let me text it to Suho. Let's run our ideas through the teachers. But the art department is going to be excited." She says. "We need to be very specific for the things to match and not be all over the place though."

"I'm sure we can do that we have like more than two months." Yeonjun adds.

Taehee's home is closer so she leaves and their is silence in the car.

"So?" You both say in order to ease the awkwardness.

You both laugh.

"It was genuinely a great idea." Yeonjun says.

"Thanks.. yours was nice too and probably easier to execute." You reply.

"All good things are hard work." Yeonjun replies as your house appears.

"Maybe.. but what if they aren't so great because they were too hard."

He shoots a concerned look towards your way but bites his lips.

Choosing instead to offer you a smile.

"See you later."

"Good bye, goodnight. See you later."

Taehyung had come out to throw trash when he saw you coming out of the unknown alpha's car. How he knew it was an alpha? Well no omega or beta liked that type of flashy car.

He wants to call you out but he can't since Namjoon has decided they should give you space. He thought it would be a better approach even Yoongi had conceded.

The pack house wasn't the best place to be right now. Jin had left to see his family. He had been very sad and even Hobi was very restless and short these days. Jungkook was still stubborn. Namjoon was was working himself to death and Jimin was stuck to either Taehyung or Jungkook. Continuously scenting.

Taehyung was worried Jimin was taking this very personally but he could do nothing to help except do whatever Jimin felt like that.

When he had talked about this to Namjoon, he asked Taehyung to take Jimin and visit their family packs.

So they had planned a trip. Taehyung had to guilt trip Jimin a bit but Jimin did need to be babied a bit and nobody did that better then their family packs.

But before Taehyung left he would give Jungkook a little something to think because that boy had done enough hiding after rejecting his mate when she helped him out.

If you were Taehyung's mate he would never hurt you like this or let you be away from him unless you needed to.

When he comes inside the house. Jin is at the window looking outside towards you. He can see the longing in Jin's eyes.

He let's his hyung be and looks at him. Staying with his family has turned Jin chubbier and his face is glowing except for the expression on his face. Taehyung decides to change it.

"Jin Hyung !!! When did you come?" Taehyung says.

Jin is startled almost falls on the sofa beside the window but before he can recover himself Taehyung octopus hugs him causing him to fall.

"I will break my back you brat." He says but Taehyung smells no real anger. Thus Taehyung pays no heed scenting his beta.

"Can't you ask me before scenting me?" He says only half serious. In reality Jin missed his packs scents.

"No, my beautiful beta." Taehyung says muffled against his skin.

Jin laughs. Alerting Jimin who came out searching for Taehyung.

Jimin was glad to see a laughing Jin tackled by Taehyung. Jimin too joined the pile.

Just in time Namjoon came to witness the happy site. He planted kisses on their head and was going to leave when Taehyung pulled him too.

Maybe things were a bit rough but it would be fine as long as they were together.

On the day they were leaving, Jimin was careful to scent Jungkook. Taehyung had gotten their bags and tickets. He entered the room where he observed Jimin sitting on Jungkook's lap. A flash of irritation arose.

"Jiminie." Taehyung called out.

"Yes Tae." Jimin asked.

"Go get ready. We have to leave soon." Taehyung informs Jimin flashing the train tickets.

Jimin nodded rubbing his scent on Jungkook for the last time before he left yo get ready.

" You're angry." Jungkook said scrunching his nose.

Taehyung wanted to agree but he also didn't want to fight.

"Why are you so mad? Shouldn't you be happy about going home.. are you worried about alpha's on the train."

"I kind of hate that part." Taehyung confessed but that wasn't what he had been actually bothered about but that was a concern too it had been a while since it was just him and Jimin usually one of the hyungs would accompany them. When they were younger Jimin had built enough muscles to pass off as a non omega, these days Taehyung pretended to be the non omega. Even though it was inconvenient he did secretly enjoy being able to protect Jimin as much he liked being coddled by his soulmate.

Taehyung sighed and let Jungkook scent him.

"I saw Y/n yesterday." Taehyung confessed. "She was with another alpha. It made me kind of thingies." Jungkook stiffened but did not say anything.

Taehyung sighed. Jimin and Hoseok had come back. Hoseok was driving them to the station.

Before they left Taehyung stopped by quickly into Namjoon's room who had an off from work today.

Namjoon's scented him and it made Taehyung feel better and he could finally enjoy the time in which he would have Jimin to himself.

Jungkook is stirring a cup of coffee in the kitchen when Namjoon comes down. Now awake.

"Wanna go on a date?" He asks Jungkook.

Who stops functioning for five minutes. Namjoon uses those to make himself a cup of coffee.

Jungkook knew Namjoon liked you when in his rut he could remember smelling Namjoon on you, so he thought Namjoon might ignore him to sort his feelings out.

"Ok..."

"Good!" Namjoon says smiling so brightly that his dimples start showing. He gives Kookie a kiss on his forehead mumbling something about outfits.

Namjoon comes out wearing all black hoping to match with Jungkook who had decided to go with the softer warmer colors in his wardrobe, Hobi who's sitting outside with Yoongi eating tangerines bursts out laughing when he sees them.

Namjoon smiles too when he realises what happened. Jungkook groans in embarrassment.

Jungkook starts the car as Namjoon sits in and puts on the safety belt.

"Where are we going, hyung?" Jungkook asks.

"I was thinking let's go to the beach, it's been a while."

Jungkook nodded and entered the location in the GPS. Namjoon played his 'driving' playlist.

The beach was fairly empty when they reached it.

They set up the little picnic basket and picnic mat they had bought near a tree.

After eating the sandwiches and drinking their beverages they lie next to each other staring at the sky. The breeze is lovely and the sound of wind comforting.

"I should have brought something to sketch." Jungkook tells Joon.

"Hmm." Namjoon acknowledges.

Jungkook cuddles closer to Namjoon. Its rare they have time together like this.

"Hyung... can I ask you something?" Jungkook asks and he hates to ruin the peaceful moment but his curiosity overcomes all.

"Of course kookie." Namjoon replies.

"Do you... you not like it that I've driven her away?"

Though he doesn't take your name Namjoon knows who he's talking about.

"I can't say I'm happy that our relationship is in strains but if I had to chose it will be you over Y/n. I know I may not say this often but I love you and I love our pack. This.. us. It means the world to me. Being pack alpha I want to be able to take care of all the packs needs and whatever the others may or may not feel about her she's your mate and I should apologise for bringing her to you in your rut but I won't because I couldn't see you suffering and as your hyung and your pack alpha I just couldn't bear to see you in distress or lacking."

"No you don't have to be sorry. I trust you hyung."

Namjoon ruffles Jungkook's hair.

"Why did you reject her, jungkook?"

"I didn't want her in the pack."

Namjoon nods.

"Remember when you joined the pack." Namjoon asks.

Jungkook nods. Ofcourse he does how does one not remember the best thing that happened to them.

"You know how most people avoid larger non familial packs. " Jungkook nods. " The reason we worked was all if us were in duos as friends before we decided to become a pack. Then we suffered in the transition. It isn't very easy to include more people in an already established dynamic. Then you came along like a Knight in shining armor. To be honest a part of me was jealous that even though I was a pack alpha I couldn't provide for my pack omega when a kid who didn't present did. But later I learnt that I couldn't be the sole provider and that it was ok not to be. Now I know this is something you lean and keep learning..Then came the part we decided to bring you to the pack. There were many concerns, your age, your presentation, uneven number of packmates. But you know who was the most willing to bring you in?" Namjoon prompted.

Jungkook shook his head no.

"It was Taehyung. He talked to me, convincing me. I even asked him if he was ok with no longer being a maknae. He was like Jiminie needs it hyung. And he was right but it also made me realise how cool our Tae is. Jimin is his soulmate and he didn't even care about jealousy or loosing Jimin. He just cared that Jimin be happy and healthy. I guess it did work out in the end that you could supplement each others need to be babied." Said Namjoon chuckling at the end.

"Taehyungie hyung told me he saw Y/n with someone."

"Aah." Namjoon drawled in understanding.

"I dont know how to feel about it." Jungkook said honestly.

"It's ok not to know. But if you think there's a possibility you want her then don't make her wait. "

"It's so tough." Jungkook whined.

Namjoon let out a small peal of laughter and pecked his baby alpha's nose.

"It's going to work out in the end and you have all of us to help .. anyway I'm hungry again let's go check out if there's foodtrucks that opened right now." Namjoon says standing up and giving Jungkook a hand.

In the middle of their journey back Namjoon groaned loudly.

"What is it hyung?" Jungkook asked sparing a sideway glance.

"I forgot to check out crabs." Namjoon exclaimed almost jumping of his seat.

Jungkook laughed.

Yeah so this one doesn't have much fluff with you involved but we cleared the air ig aaaand we have a love rival. We will probably be seeing more members but hopefully it balances out.

Hope you enjoyed and let me know your thoughts.

I would like to take a moment to say that I'm grateful for the support and that's the only reason I'm continuing this au honestly it was meant to be a one shot maybe 1.5 shot lol and writing this it's easy to get stuck because I don't have any idea where I'm going with this. I mean I had plans with alpha reader and beta reader.

Anyway don't be shy to drop in and say hi.

Until next time 💜

Taglist : @jaiuneamesolitaiire ; @mintsugarmy ; @goooood-vibes ; @juju-227592 ; @singukieee ; @zae007live ; @rainbow-bunny-bts ; @fluffy-canada-pancakes ; @bleubirdinthesky ; @kyrah-williams ; @thedarkwinterrose ; @realswimshaddy ; @djodjom1 ; @thsrndkd ; @emu007

[simsinlowspace]

Shop Local Part I - 48 Business Signs

Hi everyone! I apologize that I've basically been AWOL this week, and also that this project has taken so long, but I finally have some business signs to share! Swatches, (lots of) info and download below!

@gold33 requested some business signs a couple of weeks ago, and it's something I've been wanting to do for awhile anyway, so I was happy to pick up the project. @basic-fictional-simmer made an additional request when I posted my WIP for these, so those are included as well! I also added in some designs I wanted for myself, which is partly why this took so long -- I kept getting new ideas while I was working.

Here's a breakdown of everything you get (business name | tagline/additional info):

Cafes

Tea House Moon | Serving Organic Herbal Teas

Deja Brew

The Daily Grind

Florists/Flower Shops

Botanica | Floral Arrangements & Houseplants

Vickie's Garden | The Magic of Flowers (because TS2 garden fairy @tvickiesims needs a flower shop in all my towns!)

Floral Escapes

Hint of Spring Florist

Royal Roses | Elegant Florals for Every Occasion

Laundromats

Clothesline Laundromat

Cotton & Lace | Laundromat & Cleaners

Suds For Your Duds | Wash and Wait Laundromat

Boutiques

Pearls & Feathers | Lingerie and Sleepwear

Alchemy Boutique | Transform Your Style

A Find Vintage | Designer Thrift Shop

Wildflower Boutique

The Perfume Garden (this one ended up at the bottom of the second swatch because I was half-asleep while saving textures last night and I messed up the file order. Derp)

Jewelry Stores

Barenziah's Jewelry Box | Unusual Gems and Other Vintage Treasures

Now & Forever | Since 1912

Stardust | Jewelry Repairs Cleaning

Corner Markets/Quick Shops

Magnolia Market | Everything Fresh Everything Fast

Sul Sul! Dag Dag! | A One Stop Quick Shop

Sunshine Bodega | Cigarettes Lotto Snacks ATM

Grocery Stores

NatureFresh | Organic Grocery

Early Bird Grocery | Early Bird Specials Low Prices All Day!

Avant Gourd | Fresh Produce at Fair Prices

Japanese Food

Bashō's Lunchbox | Sushi Sashimi Tempura Hibachi

Just Roll With It! Hand Rolled Fresh Ingredients 11 - 8 Daily

Nori & Nigiri

Caribbean Jerk

Inna di Morrows | Caribbean Jerk Eat In Takeout

Caribbean Tide | Authentic Caribbean Jerk

Korean Food

Simchi Korean Restaurant

Boseong Tea Garden

Thai Food

The Sky Lantern Thai Restaurant

Dancing Thaiger | Traditional Thai Food With a Modern Stripe

Chinese Food

Shang Simla House | Fresh & Fast Authentic Chinese Takeout

Bamboo Blossom Noodles

Red Dragon | Sichuan-Style Chinese Food

Indian Food

Three Spoons Curry & More

Tandoori Palace | Indian Cuisine All Halal

Bombay Mahal Thali | Dine-In Takeout Open 7 Days a Week

Mexican/Tex-Mex

Aztec Eatery | Traditional Mexican Cuisine

Mi Queso Es Su Queso | Tex-Mex Takeout & Dine-In

Holy Guacamole Mexican Grille

Seafood

Crab Royale Seafood Shack

Oh My Cod! | Fresh Seafood Caught Daily

Smoking

Oasis Hookah Lounge

The Higher Path | Medical Marijuana Dispensary

Hollyweed | You Know You 'Juana Organic THC & CBD

What I have not finished yet are the "service" signs -- police, hospitals, banks, etc -- because I have some different meshes in mind for those (I love this mesh but it's definitely got a strip mall/shopping plaza kind of feel, and that seems a little sketchy for a hospital lol). They will be coming in part two!

These are on MogHughson's Illuminated Shop Sign mesh, which is BG compatible and is not included. You will need to pick up the mesh from the above link (I'll also link it near the download below). It is six tiles wide, but in case you want something smaller, I'm also working on a hanging sign add-on. Here's a peek:

Probably should have zoomed in, but I wanted to show how it looks with the big sign, and then I got distracted by my little courtyard. XD

Icons are by Freepik, piksart, Luvdat, NT Sookruay, Vitaly Gorbachev, JunGSa, Smashicons, surang, justicon, ultimatearm, paulalee, iconriver, YI-PIN, smalllikeart, smashingstocks, Agung Rama, Futeur and monkik. Huge thanks for all their fabulous resources!

Numbered versions of the swatches are included so you can keep just what you like.

Whew! Okay! I'm going to work on the last set of hobby posters tonight, although I'm not sure if I'll have them done in time for tomorrow. D;

DOWNLOAD (SFS) | Recolors are ~1 MB! 🚨 Mesh is not included! Get it -> here. 🚨

Lots of love, Spacey

[jellymeduza]

December, January and February updates

A bit late, but here's the list!

16th of December 2023: zombie mod - now there are three versions of each mod: zombie only, symbiote host only, and zombie and symbiote host. Choose one version per each mod. I also merged social plug-in with the controller, so now there’s only one file for each mod. Get rid of “Meduza_Klyntar_Bite”, “Meduza_Klyntar_Bite_TEST”, “Meduza_Klyntar_Eat” and “Meduza_Klyntar_Eat_TEST” before putting updated version into your downloads folder. You can read more about the update here;

16th of December 2023: vampires can’t eat food except for blood drinks - incorporated Charity’s edit of my edit of Midge’s mod to include their blood bag. Thanks, Charity!

17th of December 2023: edit of eir’s trapping pjteetoponly for tm - added version with Maxis hands. It can be also downloaded separately at GOS;

25th of December 2023: cleaner hospital mod - incorporated kestrellyn’s compatibility patch for Triplets&Quads in “fairy” versions - now all versions of the ambulance support Triplets&Quads in hospitals;

29th of December 2023: herbal crafting station - a potion will disappear from a flask after having been drunk, like it happens to the in-game medicine. I also added a version of potions for cold, flu, pneumonia and mysterious disease, and of Meduza_Cure_DrinkFromInventory_Give mod that is compatible with @limeyyoshi’s Antibodies after sickness. Choose one version per each object and mod. Yoshi’s mod is an obligatory file for potions compatible with his mod to work correctly;

30th of December 2023: poison other Sims, drink poison from inventory, spy crafting station - a poison will disappear from a glass after having been drunk, like it happens to the in-game medicine;

1st of January 2024: confess adopting - added two new versions of my edit of Midge’s mod: midgethetree_stepparentsbabywantssatisfied-babywantfix_children and midgethetree_stepparentsbabywantssatisfied-babywantfix_toddlers. They incorporate “Step-Parents Baby Wants Satisfied (with TwoJeff’s baby wants fix)”. If you want one of these versions delete z_midgethetree_adoptionmemorymod_children, z_midgethetree_adoptionmemorymod_toddlers, Midge’s “Adoption Memory Mod” or “Step-Parents Baby Wants Satisfied (with TwoJeff’s baby wants fix)”, whichever you have, and TwoJeff’s mod;

7th of January 2024: custom cellphone mod - added two new files to “smartphone as camera mod” folder, which are edits of @episims​‘ Camera Overhaul mod. If you want to use Epi’s mod with my custom smartphone camera mod, delete Meduza_custom_smartphone_camera_mod, Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone and Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone, and choose one of my edits of Epi’s mod: 1) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - default cellphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod, my smartphone and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera; 2) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - my smartphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera. Custom cameras that come with Epi’s mod aren’t included in mine, so get them from Epi. With these edits Decat’s extracted deco camera no longer works as an inticator your Sim has a camera in their inventory, because Epi made default camera buyable. I also included sherry’s camera with my upload as it seems download link doesn’t work anymore;

21st of January 2024: playable ghosts can haunt - added autonomous version. It has one major issue: it can only trigger when there’s another Sim on the lot as the action is a stripped down social action. Choose one version! However, you can use versions of useable grave and useable urn that work as a broadcaster for autonomous haunting when there are no other Sims on a lot to remedy the problem with the action being triggered only when there are other Sims on a lot;

21st of January 2024: fairy ‘I can fly’ action - added autonomous version. It has one major issue: it can only trigger when there’s another Sim on the lot as the action is a stripped down social action. Choose one version! However, you can use versions of Midge’s TS3 fairy houses with more options that work as a broadcaster for autonomous spinning in the air when there are no other Sims on a lot to remedy the problem with the action being triggered only when there are other Sims on a lot;

30th of January 2024: custom cellphone mod - added two new files to “smartphone as camera mod” folder, which are edits of @episims​‘ Camera Overhaul mod. If you want to use Epi’s mod with my custom smartphone camera mod, delete Meduza_custom_smartphone_camera_mod, Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone and Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone, and choose one of my edits of Epi’s mod: 1) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - default cellphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod, my smartphone and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera; 2) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - my smartphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera. Custom cameras that come with Epi’s mod aren’t included in mine, so get them from Epi. With these edits Decat’s extracted deco camera no longer works as an inticator your Sim has a camera in their inventory, because Epi made default camera buyable. I also included sherry’s camera with my upload as it seems download link doesn’t work anymore;

1st of February 2024: useable half-pipe - added deco slot next to the entry ladder. It has an extra purpose - the half-pipe checks if object in the slot is a standrad snowboard, ice snowboard or skateboard. If standard or ice snowboard is placed in the deco slot, the half-pipe will be automatically recognised as a snowboard half-pipe (skateboarding won’t be available). If skateboard is placed in the deco slot, the half-pipe will be automatically recognised as a skateboard half-pipe (snowboarding won’t be available). Manual restriction via Restrict…/ menu takes precendence over recognition based on the object in the slot. E.g. if you put skateboard in the slot, but restrict the half-pipe for snowboard use only, it will be available only for snowboarding. If no object is placed in the slot and there are no restirctions, half-pipe can be used for both kinds of activities. To be able to put snowboards and skateboard in the deco slot, you need replace the half-pipe file, standard snowboard file, ice snowboard file and skateboard file;

2nd of February 2024: useable ghost grave, useable ghost urn - added option to change object’s model, you can choose from: cheap, moderate, grilled cheese, pleasure, family, fortune, popularity, knowledge and romance;

6th of February 2024: useable ghost grave - added new version Meduza_ghost_grave_useable_AutoHauntLot. This version functions as a broadcaster for my Playable ghosts can haunt mod. It will make playable ghosts autonomously haunt a lot between 8PM and 5AM, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use only with the autonomous version of Playable ghosts can haunt mod;

6th of February 2024: useable ghost urn - added new version Meduza_ghost_urn_useable_AutoHauntLot. This version functions as a broadcaster for my Playable ghosts can haunt mod. It will make playable ghosts autonomously haunt a lot between 8PM and 5AM, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use only with the autonomous version of Playable ghosts can haunt mod;

6th of February 2024: TS3 fairy houses with more options - added new versions of each house for “fairy” and “fairy + plantsim” versions: auto fly. These versions have additional functionality - the object will work as a a broadcaster for my Fairies can fly mod. It will make fairies autonomously spin in the air, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use this version only with the autonomous version of Fairies can fly mod;

10th of Feburary 2024: edit of JulieJ’s conversion of TS4 Vampires Tuxedo - improved bones in the shoulders area;

12th of Feburary 2024: more drinks from bar - added Spanish translation. Thanks a lot, @zeussims! :)

[arisewanekosuki]

In another’s shoes | Chapter 1

(Genshin School AU x Fem! Reader)

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-“Wake up!” I heard someone yell at me, “Is that boy voice?” -“No, I want sleep more” I muttered. - “We are going to be late! Get up! Your breakfast is going to be cold!” “My breakfast?” I opened my eyes and saw a young boy in front of me. Is that….angel? He sighed and looked at me with worried expression. My vision got cleaner and I realized that ‘angel’ is no one other than Aether. Why is Aether here? Is that some weird dream? Why would I dream about Aether waking me up? -“Lumine, are you really alright? Maybe we should have gone to hospital yesterday, after all Itto hit you in the head with the ball…” Wait, did he just called me ‘Lumine’? -“What are you talking about?” He looked at me surprised. -“Don’t tell me you forgot about yesterday? You were playing with Itto and Childe-“ -“I didn’t, I’m not Lumine” I interrupted him, if this is a dream, then it’s annoying one. Yeah Lumine is cool but I don’t really want to be her. -“…Alright, I’m calling mom and I'm going to tell her that I need to take you to the hospital.” He took his phone from pocket, I got up and took it, this whole thing starting to be ridiculous. Aether didn’t said anything, he just look at me deep in the thought. I put phone on the desk and then I looked around realizing that this is not my room. My blood went cold when I saw my reflection that was in front of me in the mirror. That's Lumine, no, I am Lumine. I'm in Lumine body. I approached mirror, touching ‘my’ cheeks, ‘my’ hair. It’s impossible. This feel to realistic to be a dream. Aether put hand on my shoulder, telling me -“You know this isn’t funny, I’m really worried about you.” He looked sad, but how I should respond? -“S-sorry, that was a bad joke, I’m fine! I just wanted to see your reaction! Haha!”  I laughed awkwardly, he doesn’t seem to buy it. After a moment he sighed. -„Alright, Get down when you get ready, we are going to hospital!” he said, he took his phone from desk and then started walking towards door. -“No, wait!” I caught his arm, stopping him. This situation is crazy and it felt like some weird dream but going to hospital when I still don’t have any idea what’s going on would be a bad thing, at least I feel like it. -“I..I think you’re overreacting! I’m really fine!” I tried to convince Aether but it seems he’s still doesn’t believe me. -“Ok! It would be bad if both of us would miss school today, so how about it: I’ll go see doctor and you just go to school?” well it’s not like he’ll know that I DIDN’T go to hospital and it would be good to have time for myself to think about everything. Aether looked at me skeptical. I tried to make some kind of puppy eyes saying ‘please’. -“Alright, alright, let’s do that, just stop making this face, you look weird.” He said turning around and leaving ‘my’ room. I sighed and sit on the bed. “This is terrible…” Suddenly the door opened scaring me and Aether was looking at me. -“But promise me you’ll go see a doctor ok?” he said with serious tone. -“Of course!” I smiled at him. He closed the door and I heard him going downstairs. I lied down, looking at the ceiling. “So now what…” I muttered to myself.

After getting dressed and eating now a cold breakfast that Aether prepared for me, I went back to Lumine’s room. After confirming that in fact today is Wednesday, I tried to recollect what happened yesterday. “So I went to school like always, nothing interesting happened yesterday… hmmm I was cleaning class with Kazuha and I … “ I put ‘my’ hands on ‘my’ face “let’s not think about it…next, what happened when I get out of school…” it struck me “when I was coming back home I saw a car almost hitting the girl and it didn’t hit her cause I pushed her off… wait, does that mean that…that I died?” I started to feel sick, I remembered the pain I felt for the moment and then nothing. How I was scared when I was losing my conscious. “Wait… but why am I in Lumine’s body? Aether said something that she was hit in her head yesterday…I hope this doesn’t mean that she died from that, right? No, no, no, don’t think like that (y/n), if I’m in her body then she should be in mine right?”  My head started to spin, after all how this is possible? -“Ugh I think I’m going to puke.” I said to no one.

After calming myself down I started to think about what should I do in this situation. “ Well, first, I probably should avoid telling anyone that I’m in Lumine’s body, they will think Lumine went crazy and it’s better to not get locked up in some kind of madhouse. Second, I should try to find what happened with my body, if I’m a ‘Lumine’ then maybe Lumine is in my body? At least I hope so, it would be easier to find solution to this situation, if I could talk with another person…” I started to look around, it seems Lumine doesn’t have that much stuff, that could tell me more about her. Just some books for school, a desk with PC and there are cute whale and cat plushes next to the monitor, on her wall there is board with many photos, some people I recognize from school like Yoimiya and some not. I took one photo that stood out for me. -“Oh, is this one from that karaoke place that Yoimiya was telling about? Now I regret not going there with her when she invited me… “ I felt sad, I really wanted to go with her back then but I got a bit overwhelmed when I heard how many people would go with us and knowing that I would feel uncomfortable with so many unfamiliar people in cramped place I had to refuse. -“But also … if I went there maybe I could know Lumine better and at least it would be easier to pretend to be her. Now I’m stuck in her body, not even knowing how Lumine talk with others ugh” I put photo back, I started looking around the room again, to see if I missed something. “Maybe I should go to hospital, if I had car accident then maybe I’ll be able to learn what happened to me and see if I can talk with Lumine. And of course hope that I didn't died!” I couldn��t came up with anything else at the moment, so maybe this walk will pay off in the end. After getting ready, finding keys and locking the house I rushed towards one hospital that’s close to school. “Let’s hope I was taken here…” after like half an hour I reached the medical building. The automatic door opened letting me in, I looked around feeling suddenly lost. “What I should do? Should I just go to nurse and ask if there is a high school girl from yesterday’s accident? Wouldn’t it be suspicious?” I started to wondering if it’s really alright to ask something like that “Agh whatever! It’s better to ask than just stand here!” I went to the nurse on reception, finally gathering courage, I nervously asked -“E-Excuse me, I just heard from a classmate that yesterday my friend had car accident and I was wondering what is her situation, her name is (y/n) (l/n)” The nurse looked at me and then smiled -“Ah yes, we received patient with that name, so you’re her friend?” -“Um yes.” -“ Well her condition is stable, she was really lucky that she didn't end up with any serious injuries but… it seems she fell into a coma, I’m sorry for that.” she gave me a weak smile. “Coma?! Well at least I’m ALIVE but COMA?!” I felt like my legs are going to give up. -“Miss, are you alright? You went pale, would you like me to call a doctor to check on you?” -“Ah no! I-I’m fine! It’s just-!” I took a breath and tried to calm my fast beating heart “I… I will be honest, it’s a bit scary to hear that my friend is in coma… Is there a chance she will wake up soon?” I asked, still having a hope that everything will be fine. -“Hm, like I said, her condition is stable but we can’t tell when she’ll wake up, it can take some days or maybe even months…” the nurse said looking at monitor. -“I see… thank you… can… can I see her?” I asked but I’m not even sure how I’ll react seeing my own body unmoving. -“Yes, her parents already gave permission, so her classmates can visit her, right now her mother should be still in her room. Just go on the third floor, room 312.” I thanked nurse again and went to elevator “I wonder if this means someone already visited me? But who? Yoimiya? Well, I don't think anyone else than her would visit me.” This made me happy, to think there is someone, who’s not my family, that cares about me and I started to smile to myself. After getting from elevator I noticed how silent is this floor. “Is there no other patients? Or maybe this is floor for people who fell into coma?” I found room 312 and stood in front the door. I took breath and knocked. I heard footsteps, the door opened revealing my mom. I smiled to her introducing ‘myself’ -“Good morning, I’m Lumine, one of (y/n)’s friends, I heard today what happened and I…”  I didn’t know what to say more, just seeing my mom looking so sad and tired. I can tell she didn’t slept last night. -“Good morning, Lumine. Thank you for coming to see her, please come in.” My mom said, walking into room. I followed her, looking around room that seem to be more extravagant that it should, we are not some rich family so this room really surprised me. When I finally looked where bed is, I stopped moving. In the end, I wasn’t prepared to see myself laying on the hospital bed, some cables connected to me. It was so weird and scary at the same time. My mom sat next to my bed and said -“I thought my heart was going to stop when the police man called me and told me what happened” she grabbed my hand - “I was told that she saved a child” there were tears in her eyes “I’m proud of her but at the same time I’m so frustrated… why… why did she-” my mom started to sob. I felt tears gathering in ‘my’ eyes, “I’m sorry mom, please don’t be sad” I wish I could tell her. I wish I could hug her but I can’t, I can only look at her, not really knowing what should I say, because right now I’m ‘Lumine’. She took tissues and she wiped away her tears -“I’m grateful she got such a nice friends” she looked at me and smiled “I'm sorry, if this sound improper to ask but are you from a wealthy family as well? Now I’m wondering if she was ashamed to bring her friends to our home because they come from wealthy families...” I was confused and my mom noticed it and quickly added -“Ah, that girl… Kamisato Ayaka, together with her brother and their father came here and they paid the costs of this room and for the treatment. I tried to tell them, that they don’t have to do that, after all it wasn’t their fault but they insisted.” Now I was feeling even more perplexed, Kamisato Ayaka? The same Ayaka from my class? Why would she and her family do that? We weren’t any best friends, we didn’t even spoke too much with each other, so why? -“I’m sorry but… why would they do that?” I asked -“Oh? I thought you know about this from her, after all she was in the car that-“ my mom didn’t finish the sentence but I understood what she wanted to say. -“I see, I didn't know about that part” she didn't said anything more, she started stroking my head, I could see new tears gathering in her eyes. -“Thank you for letting me see her, I hope she will wake up soon” I smiled and after saying goodbye, I left the room. “So Ayaka was in that car that hit me… she probably feel guilty,  but it wasn’t her fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault”. I was thinking about heading back to Lumine’s home but I decided to see doctor “Maybe it will be better to be checked by doctor, she was hit by ball in the head and yet she ended in my body. At least I think she is my body…”

After seeing doctor, who said that everything is alright, (but now I can't forget about this awkward moment when he asked where I was hit and I couldn't tell because I didn't know), I started heading back to Lumine’s home. There was nothing more I could do, I was feeling a bit empty “What I should do now?  And what about school and her friends? I’m sure we have different characters, they will notice that! And not only that, I don’t even know the names of her friends! What if she has a boyfriend and I will be cold to him?! What if I ruin her social life?! What about my school work?!?! If I won’t wake up soon I may end up repeating the year!!!“ I started overthinking and feeling sick again. I feel so lonely and scared, there were so many problems with that ‘body swap’, now I wished I could stay in my body and just being unconscious than worrying about everything right now. When I got into home, I immediately went to Lumine’s room and got into bed, hiding under blanket. I wanted to cry, this was too much for me. I shouldn’t care if I mess up Lumine life but I knew deep down in my heart that she, like me, didn’t do anything wrong and this situation should never took place. I was startled by sudden noise coming from bedside table, it was phone. I reached for it and checked, there was a message from ‘Ajax’ ‘Hey princess! You didn’t came to school today, are you alright?  I’m worried about you :(’ “Who is Ajax? He called her ‘princess’, maybe he’s her boyfriend? I probably should reply…” and then I realized that I can’t even unlock her phone to reply. “No, wait, if I unlock it, I could check her messages with other people and maybe I'll get to know what kind of person Lumine really is, but what kind of password she has?” -“4 numbers… maybe her birthday? No, that’s too easy… and I don’t know her birthday anyway…” I stared at phone in ‘my’ hand, hoping that solution will somehow get in my head. Then there was another message ‘Princessss!! Don’t ignore meeeeee! I know I should have listen to you!! but you know how much I ha-‘ and the rest is cut off, without password I can’t even check his full message. “Wait a moment, what about PC? Let’s hope she doesn’t have password to log in, maybe from her computer I’ll get some info!” I got up from bed and walk towards desk, turning PC on, hoping that I won’t need password to use it. ---- Thank you so much for reading untill end. Sorry for any mistakes. The next chapter will be posted in this week.

[theeccentricraven]

ROYGBP

Thank you @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag! This sure is fun. 😊Please forgive my cheesy writing! This is all from my first draft. I promise I will make the writing better when I rewrite! Rules: Search your writing for the colors of the rainbow and post the excerpt.

From The Blood Cleaners

Context for all excerpts - Story takes place in a post-apocalyptic dystopia community where a select people are hired to work as blood cleaners, workers who are genetically modified to have the ability to smell and hear blood fall from far distances and to morph into liquid. They use these powers to watch the city and clean up blood spills before the monsters of the wasteland smell the blood and attack the city. Justin is a new blood cleaner recruit. The blood cleaners have to go through four different injections. The side effects are torture. Justin also has a secret - he has a telepathic, telekinetic connection with objects that is enhanced when he receives his blood cleaning abilities. Also, to clarify the worldbuilding, this is a society hundreds of years into the future with their own unique dialect. Part of that includes formally calling people "lord" or "lady".

Again, sorry for the cheesy writing. This is the first draft. I plan to clean it up once I'm ready.

Red - Justin received the last injection needed from a nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers. The side effects feel like torture. He previously stayed in the hospital for the first injections. He stayed at home for the last round, which he regretted when he saw his adopted mother suffer to see him going through the torturous side affects.

Justin stepped out to the living room. He saw Ellen sitting on the couch, holding her hands. Her eyes were bloodshot red and she had dark rings around them. She must have not slept that night. 

“Mama,” Justin said as he stepped up to her with arms wide open. Ellen stood up and opened her arms as he hugged her. 

“Oh Justin,” she said into his shoulder with tears. “I was so afraid you weren’t going to make it.”

“I’m sorry, Mama,” he said with tears of his own. The high spirits he felt over his accomplishments with talking to the light switch and morphing in bed now faded into the bleak. The guilt for his choice never weighed heavier.

Orange - When Justin goes through the recruitment process, the bosses subject him and the other recruits to a test.

Lady Juana stepped into the doorway, facing the crowd inside. “During this test, this door will be closed, but unlocked. You can leave at any time. However, the last fifteen people to stay inside will be the new recruits.” Her voice grew deeper as she added, “Know that this is your only chance to back out if you want to. If you are one of those fifteen, you’ll be a new blood cleaner trainee. You will never be allowed to quit. Now is your only chance to quit.”

Justin nodded nervously, but smiled proudly. He gave a knuckle nudge to Joselyn next to him. “We’re going to do this,” he whispered. Joselyn smiled more nervously. 

Lady Juana stepped out of the room and closed the door, leaving the group in darkness. Some people in the group were quiet while some whispered to each other. Without warning, the room lit up. The fluorescent lights on the walls turned on, burning a bright orange. The fluorescent lights on the ceiling emitted orange light. The room turned into an orange box. The whole crowd gasped, more out of wonder than fear. 

The heat slowly sank in. Justin felt it. He couldn’t deny it as the lights burned bright. 

“Guys!” he said out loud. “We’re in an oven!”

Yellow - There are several colors in this scene!

On the open green grass lawn, children played soccer together. Families joined in games of tag and tug-o-war. Joselyn and Justin were able to find a corner of green far from the other people who made laughter and echoed their enjoyment across the park. Joselyn laid out her quilt made of patches of orange, red, yellow, and brown.

As the two sat on the quilt, Justin gazed with wonder on the place. The Steel Castle was seen high above the urban buildings. The distant windmills on the hills loomed in the east and west skies. Justin smiled to think that they didn’t throw him off like they used to. There was cheer and happiness in the air, swarming around the park.

Green - Justin is receiving the second injection needed from the nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers. When he received the first injection, he was in the hospital while suffering from the side effects. At one point, he fell over and cracked his head open. He had to have his head stapled.😱

When it was time for the next injection, Justin gave a more sober expression as the doctor held the bottle of AC, a light green fluid. Doctor Diego pulled out a large sample with the syringe.

“You afraid now kid?” the doctor croaked. 

Justin didn’t want to show it, but his palms were sweating as he grasped the arms of his cushioned chair. His body recognized the danger that could come from that injection. Survival instinct would tell him to run out the door. He kept his mind together. 

“Of course I’m not afraid.”

“You’ll need more than bluffing to get through this, Lord Justin.”

“I’m not bluffing. I came out fine before I’ll come out fine again.”

“Fine. You’ll need those staples in your head for at least five more days.”

“Good. If you’re curious, I named them all.”

Doctor Diego stepped over and pulled down at the sleeve over Justin’s right shoulder.

“Louie. Sonny. Hugh. David. Star. Moon. Hisser.”

The doctor cringed at the sound of hisser just as the needle penetrated Justin’s skin. Justin squinted as he felt the needle and went on. 

“Constance. Digger. Red. Boom boom.”

The doctor finished injecting the fluid. He walked with the syringe to the counter as he said, “Well, good for you, son. Now get to the hospital before you start hurling out more names.”

Blue - Justin unexpectedly got invited to the office of the President of the city. He has interesting tastes.

President Fidel sat behind his red oak desk. The walls were lined up with cabinets of the same wood color. The carpet was dark blue. The walls were painted dark blue. The lounge sofas and armchairs were dark blue. Justin felt like he was underwater. The window behind the president gave a spectacular view of the Steel Castle. 

President Fidel wore a sky blue shirt and pants. He gnawed on a chocolate bar. He was the same raisin olive skinned, salt and pepper beard and bald head that Justin had seen preparing for the parade.

Purple - Justin is receiving the last injection needed from a nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers.

“All of the joy of the night in the lounge put Justin in a good mood the next day as he went to Doctor Diego for the last injection. Justin watched as Doctor Diego took out a long beaker full of a lavender colored liquid. 

“Can I use the needle myself?” Justin asked. He tried to cleanse his face of all emotion to not seem like he was joking.

Doctor Diego studied Justin as if to determine if he was serious. 

“Why?” was the doctor’s one word response. 

“Because I might as well end ceremoniously.” Justin was sure the doctor should see he wasn't joking because he wasn’t. 

The doctor shook his head. “Boy, you handled this better than many of the others. You’re too good to mess this up and get an infection.”

As the doctor drew the purple fluid with the syringe, Justin said, “Then why don't you show me how?”

Doctor Diego carried over the syringe with a shake of his head. “Do you know how to find a vein, Lord Justin?”

“Yes,” Justin said without hesitation. 

The doctor stopped and stared at him. “Can you show me?” 

Justin rolled up his left shoulder sleeve. He pointed at the spot. 

“You’re right,” said Doctor Diego. 

“Then show me how to hold it.”

Doctor Diego shifted to an amused expression. 

“I can show you, Lord Justin.”

Doctor Diego held the needle in place and guided Justin’s hand to take hold. Justin grasped with his right hand. He poked in his vein and pushed down the purple liquid into his skin. 

“Well done, Lord Justin,” said Doctor Diego with wonder. “You could almost work in medicine.”

As the doctor put the syringe down and applied the bandage, Justin held a smirk. 

“Yeah, yeah,” said Doctor Diego. “You win. I’m glad you are one of the trainees who survived. A muchacho with a gut like yours will take good care of our city.”

Tagging @lyneidas @constellationandcompendium @pluto-murphy-writes @acmartin @buffythevampirelover (sorry if you were already tagged in this game and I didn't see)

[whenihaveyouromione]

When I Have You - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

The house never looked cleaner. Even when they used magic to do the job, Ron had never been more attentive to every speck of dust that existed than he had been that morning. He’d run his wand over the place three times and then used the Muggle duster just to be extra sure. The place practically sparkled. 

In the two days Hermione had spent in the hospital recovering from Rose’s super quick birth, Ron had spent his evenings going over books in preparation for them both coming home. Rose’s bedroom was ready, the house was free of dust that could get into her little nose, and he’d changed the sheets and washed everything so it was comfortable for Hermione. He'd also made sure to scrub the place where the birth occurred again to spare Hermione the memories. 

While she insisted she was okay, Ron knew she was still exhausted — especially because Rose apparently didn’t like to sleep at night. 

Not on the second night anyway. 

When Ron had turned up at the hospital that morning after finishing up his cleaning, he’d found Hermione fast asleep in bed, to which she claimed it was the first time she’d actually managed to sleep since three in the morning.

“I should have stayed,” was all Ron had said, immediately regretting leaving once again and giving into her insistence that he go home. He could have helped. 

But Hermione had merely smiled and said, “It’s too late now.” She had been keen to leave, having her bags packed and out of bed fifteen minutes later. 

Once Hermione was ready, Ron lifted Rose from her bed, cradling his daughter close to his chest. She was thriving, eating well and doing everything a two-day-old baby was expected to do. He’d spent yesterday learning how to change nappies, which Hermione forbade him from using magic for. The baby had slept well (except ‌at night, it seemed) and her eyes were blue and bright and curious. 

She was going to be as clever as Hermione, he decided. 

“Ready?” he asked Hermione. 

Hermione nodded. “More than ready. I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed again. Hospital beds really aren’t that comfortable.”

“Agreed. Can’t say I’ve enjoyed my few times lying in one.”

Despite her insistence that she was well, Ron couldn’t help but note Hermione walked slowly towards the lifts. He didn’t mind, because she had just had a baby, and anyway, it gave him more time with Rose. Holding her, he decided, was his new favourite thing. She fit so perfectly into his arms and he simply didn’t want to let her go. He’d spent months waiting for her and now that she was finally here, he wasn’t letting his daughter out of his sight. 

It never occurred to Ron that using the Floo would be unsettling for a baby who was only two days old. But he and Hermione learnt the hard way that maybe they should have taken things a little slower when she coughed, spluttered and then screamed her little lungs out due to the shock of it. 

Hermione all but snatched Rose from his arms, comforting and apologising and rocking her back and forth, trying to soothe her. Ron took out his wand and removed the ash from her skin, feeling immensely guilty. 

“Well, that’s a great start to our lives as parents,” Ron said, stowing his wand back in his pocket. “We take her home and the first thing we do is frighten her and she cries.”

“Everything is so new to her,” Hermione said. “It’s all going to scare her.”

Ron watched as Hermione settled Rose, love washing over him. She was already so good at it and it filled him with so much joy. With Hermione around, they were going to be just fine. After a few moments, Rose settled. Hermione smiled at him. Ron smiled back.

“I added a few little touches to her room. Do you want to see?”

“Maybe in a little if that’s alright? I’m not sure I feel up to walking up the stairs just yet.”

“Of course.” Ron guided her to the sofa instead and helped her sit down. Rose wriggled. “Is there anything you need?” he then asked.

Hermione shook her head. “Maybe just bring her bed down here? That way, we can put her down and she can sleep.”

Ron nodded and went upstairs to get the bassinet that was set up in their bedroom. He pulled it back into the living room and set it in the corner, then sat next to Hermione on the sofa. Over her little fright with the Floo Network, Rose had fallen back asleep. 

“She’s pretty good,” he couldn’t help but comment. “I mean, she settles easily.”

“Yeah, during the day.” Hermione smiled. “How are you going to handle your first night with her? Being woken up multiple times? Having to get out of bed…”

“I’ll be alright,” Ron said. 

Hermione scoffed. “Sometimes it takes me five goes to wake you in the morning.”

“Yeah, but she’s cute enough to get me up, I think.” Ron ran his hand over Rose’s head. “I can’t wait for all the days to come with her. I just… love her so much already.”

“Me too,” Hermione said quietly. 

Ron watched her, searching for any sign of distress or memory that might be stirring in her, but Hermione simply watched Rose fondly, her eyes filled with adoration. 

A knock at the door caused them both to jump. Hermione frowned, looking at Ron questioningly.

Ron grimaced. “I think that’s your parents,” he told her.

“What?” Hermione cried. “They’re here?”

“Yeah.” Ron stood up. “It’s harder for them to get here to see us, and now it will be harder for us to see them with a baby. So I thought they should at least have the chance to meet her before she’s introduced to the abundance of Weasleys who’ll terrify her. Won’t that be fun, having all those cousins to grow up with and torture her?”

Hermione smiled. “They’re here?”

“Yeah, but not to stay,” Ron assured her. “They’re not stupid. They don’t want to interfere, they just want to… meet her. That’s all.” Hermione didn’t seem as excited as he thought she might be. “You want me to send them away? They have a hotel for a few nights… they won’t mind.” I don’t think.

“No,” Hermione said. “I just didn’t know. It’s all been a bit of a whirlwind…”

“Which is why I thought your parents being here is better than my family barging their way in and Mum offering unsolicited advice…”

“Maybe you should let them in?” Hermione suggested.

“Yes, right…” As he hurried to the entrance, Ron couldn’t help but wonder if he’d overstepped. He’d thought she’d appreciate family being around her, but her reaction hadn’t been what he’d anticipated.

He flung open the front door. “Hi!” he said, a little too quickly. 

Jane and Robert looked at Ron, alarmed. “Everything okay?” Jane questioned.

“Yes,” Ron said, stepping aside to let them enter. “It’s fine. Crazy, as we’ve just got her home, but everything’s okay. You know I could have brought you here via the Floo. You didn’t have to drive.”

“Oh, no.” Robert laughed, but it wasn’t a cheerful laugh. “It might be quicker, but having everything on the ground is much more enjoyable.”

“Besides,” Jane added, “we’d like to spend a few days here.” She paused, her brows furrowing. “If that’s okay, of course. We certainly aren’t going to intrude on your lives as new parents. But we’re here if you need us.”

Ron beamed, a deep affection for his in-laws flowing through him at that moment. “Want to see her?”

“Of course we do,” Jane said. “We haven’t even seen a photo yet.”

“Yeah, well… I can’t work a Muggle camera too well,” Ron confessed. He indicated the hall down to the living room. 

Although they tried to hide it, Ron sensed their excitement as he followed Hermione’s parents back to where she and Rose were still on the sofa. 

Both Jane and Robert stopped at the entrance, their eyes falling on the small bundle that was their granddaughter. Hermione looked up, giving her parents a tired smile. 

“Hi,” was all she said, but it was enough for Jane and Robert to continue into the room and sit on either side of her. 

“How are you?” Jane asked. “Ron has filled us in on all that happened… it’s been a stressful few days not being able to see you…”

Hermione nodded. “I’m fine. She was just… in a hurry to get here after staying in for three days too long.” She laid Rose along her lap, her bright blue eyes alert and taking in her new surroundings. Ron came to stand nearby, but didn’t interfere. As much as he wanted nothing more than to spend every moment with his daughter, he would have a million more chances to hold her than either of Hermione’s parents would. 

No one spoke for a while, all watching Rose as she darted her eyes backwards and forwards. Ron doubted she actually noticed anyone, but her gaze seemed to linger on Hermione just that little bit longer. 

“Well, she certainly looks like you, Ron,” Robert said. “She’s got your hair at least.”

Ron smiled, but didn’t speak. 

“My dad had red hair, so I suppose it runs on both sides of the family,” Robert continued. 

“Oh, Hermione,” Jane sighed, “she’s so, so beautiful.”

“Do you want to hold her?” Hermione asked.

Jane didn’t need to be asked again. She reached out her arms and Hermione passed Rose over to her grandmother. 

“So, how’s everything going?” Robert asked.

“Well, she’s spent most of her life in the hospital so far,” Hermione said. “Tonight will be the big test. First night in her own bed… in her house…”

Robert’s eyes flicked to the bassinet by the wall. “Is this where you’re planning on keeping her every night?”

“No,” Hermione said, smiling. “She’ll be upstairs with us in our room for the first few months, at least.”

“And then we’ll hopefully convince her to move into her own room,” Ron added. “Though, I’ve heard that can be difficult with some. Dominique is still refusing to go to her own room, and it’s been four years.”

“Which one is Dominique?” Robert questioned. “You have a fair few nieces and nephews. I’ve lost track.”

“My brother Bill, his youngest daughter.”

“Bill’s the oldest, right?”

“Yeah.”

Robert grinned. “You’ll need to map it out for me one day, Ron. Where does Rose fit into it?”

“Eh, somewhere in the middle, I’d imagine. Eventually,” Ron said. “But for the moment, the youngest and the one who’ll get all the attention.” He smiled at the thought, suddenly excited to introduce his daughter to his family. 

“Would be nice to grow up in a large family‌,” Jane said. 

“Chaotic,” Ron replied. “Crazy.”

“Oh, you love it,” Hermione said. “You know you do. And Rose will, too. She’ll have so many cousins to grow up around. So many friends before she even starts school. It’ll be so good for her.”

And so many to compete with, Ron thought, but he didn’t voice that opinion. That had been  something he’d learnt to deal with himself and he hoped Rose wouldn’t feel the same pressure as he had growing up. He wanted only the best for his daughter in all aspects of her life.  

It was something he really liked about Hermione’s family. Everything was always so calm when they were here. He imagined growing up in that household never really felt like a competition.

Hermione’s parents took turns holding Rose. They both seemed completely besotted by her, Jane cooing and Robert doing his best to not show just how pleased he was to have a granddaughter. Ron brought in some snacks and drinks for everyone, and it was one o’clock when they finally decided to head to their hotel. 

“You have our mobile number,” Jane said, giving Hermione a hug. “Just call if you want us over tomorrow, but otherwise we will give the two of you some time with your beautiful daughter.” 

“Thank you,” Hermione said.

“Yeah, if you need to catch up on sleep, give us a call. Will be more than happy to take her for a walk.”

“We’ll be sure to ask,” Hermione said, though, by the sound of her tone, Ron didn’t think that would be the case. He couldn’t blame her. They just needed some time alone to spend with little Rose. 

Hermione showed her parents to the door, Ron trailing slightly behind carrying Rose. When they were gone, she turned back to him, giving him a tired smile. 

“Why don’t you get some rest?” he suggested, looking at the dark circles under her eyes. 

“Oh…” Hermione looked down at Rose, who’d fallen asleep. “I’m not sure…”

“We’ve got this,” Ron assured her. “You did it all the last two nights. Get some rest. We’ll be fine.”

“What if she gets hungry —”

“Then I’ll come and get you.” Ron stepped forward to kiss his wife’s forehead. “What good am I going to be as her dad if you won’t let me share the job?”

He half expected her to argue again, but exhaustion seemed to take over at that moment, and she nodded. “I won’t be too long. Maybe an hour —”

“Take as long as you need. We’ll be fine.”

Taking one last look at them, Hermione made her way slowly up the stairs, turning to look back only twice before disappearing. Ron waited at the bottom until he heard the bedroom door close and then looked down at his daughter.

“Well, Rosie,” he said, “it’s you and me for a bit now. What do you want to do?”

The only response he got was Rose turning her head slightly. 

…

When Hermione came back down, an hour and a half later, Ron had Rose lying on a blanket in the living room. Her eyes sometimes glanced at the rattle he held in front of her, but mostly they darted around the room.

She’d only cried once in the whole time Hermione had been gone, and he’d managed to settle her all on his own, which he felt proud about. 

“Hey,” he said, “you look better.”

“I feel better.” Hermione sat on the sofa. “But I heard her cry…”

“Yeah, just a little. She’s alright, though hungry now, I think. Was just about to come and get you.”

“What are you doing?” Hermione asked.

Ron smiled. “Just playing. She likes this one Harry and Ginny got her.” He picked up a bright orange rattle with the Chudley Cannons emblem on it.

“Does she like it, or is that the only one you’ve shown her?” Hermione asked, smiling.

“She’ll be a Cannon,” Ron said. “I’ll make sure of it.”

Upon hearing Hermione’s laugh, Rose’s face screwed up, and within moments, her cry filled the room. Her head turned towards Hermione, who got off the sofa to pick her up. 

When Rose was settled again, eating, Hermione said, “So you had fun with her?”

“Yes,” Ron said. “She’s perfect. I loved every moment of it.”

That was the absolute truth. The first time he’d been completely alone with his daughter, he’d been worried sick about Hermione. But today, he’d really started to get to know her. She was only a few days old, but every moment with her had taught him something new. He had taken nothing but pleasure in just watching her and falling more and more in love with every passing second. 

He knew now, more than he ever had before, that this really was what he wanted. The feeling was better than he had ever imagined. Rose was better than any daughter he’d concocted in his head. She was everything and more, and he’d do absolutely anything in the world for her.

“I’m glad,” Hermione replied. “You’ve really gotten to know her over two days.”

Ron frowned, unable to determine the nature of Hermione’s comment. Outwardly, it sounded like she was pleased, but the knowledge of how she had spent the first few hours after Rose’s birth hung over him. Part of him even felt guilty for having those extra few hours. But… Hermione had had the nights. 

“I don’t mean that in a bad way, Ron,” Hermione said gently, as if reading his thoughts. “It’s beautiful. You seem to have bonded with her already.”

Ron shrugged, finally dragging himself from the floor and to his feet. “I dunno. There’s still a lot to learn about her. She’s only a few days old." He looked at them, snuggled on the sofa. "It’s getting close to dinner time. Do you want me to get something? Cook something?”

“I’ll do whatever you want,” Hermione said. “I’m not up for decision-making about food right now.”

Ron laughed. She was usually one to be incredibly picky about the food, planning what they’d eat a week in advance. No doubt after a few weeks and they got into their routine with Rose, it would go back to that. But currently, Hermione was relaxed — and probably very, very tired. 

“Alright, I’ll go and get something in a bit. It’s been a busy few days.” He studied Hermione for a moment.

“What?” Hermione asked.

“What do you mean, what?”

“You’re looking at me funny.”

“I’m just grateful,” Ron said. “Happy. I’m happy we have Rose, but I’m mostly happy that we have Rose together. I like being her dad. I just feel happy.”

Hermione smiled. “Me too. I’m happy we have her.”

It made the wait for her feel so worth it. It was so long ago now when he’d first expressed his desire to have a baby to Hermione behind the Burrow, and she’d promised they could talk about it in a year. Then a year came, and she had agreed, and then everything that had happened between then and finding out they were having Rose. It had hurt then — it still did — but not as much now. Because if none of that had happened, then they wouldn’t have Rose.

Ron sunk back into the sofa, smiling. “I love you,” he said. “I love both of you so, so much.”

Hermione returned his smile. “We love you, too,” she whispered. “Thanks for all you’ve done these past few days. We wouldn’t be here without you.”

That wasn’t entirely true, but Ron accepted the compliment. Hermione had done a far lot more than he had in the past nine months, but she wouldn’t accept this as an argument. 

After a moment of silence, Ron felt Hermione’s head lean against his shoulder. This was the first time the three of them had truly been together without Healers or family around. 

Their first family moment. And Ron couldn’t wait for many more.

[bye-bye-firefly]

lovefool!

After a series of unfortunate events that include getting hospitalized, getting fired, and getting evicted, Kokichi Oma finds himself as a house cleaner living with his employer.

And maybe his boss is a bit too charming for him to keep up professionalism. God, kill him now.

(if you are wondering where the link is, the title is a hyperlink, not an underline!)

Some quotes under the cut! I'll update this as the fic gets longer!

Even though they didn't know each other- shit, Kokichi didn't even know his first name- he was such a welcoming presence. Something about him made you want to trust him. Yet, Kokichi didn't really know much about him. Not that Saihara knew more about Kokichi. That was what kept it interesting, though. Saihara already knew he was a...well, a jokester. A bit of a jester. A comedian, maybe. A politician! A liar.

– Chapter 1

When Saihara came to pick him up, he got out of the car to help him with his stuff. He placed boxes in the trunk and managed to stuff everything inside even when Kokichi was sure he wasn't going to be able to. Once he was in the passenger seat, Saihara started driving and let them sit in silence for a little bit. Then, he popped the question: "You did get home, didn't you?" Kokichi grinned as much as he could and said, "Sometimes, a home doesn't want someone. Don't you know that, Saihara?" He frowned and nodded. After another minute of silence passed between them, he said, "I'm sorry about that." Kokichi wanted to start crying again. Instead, he said, "Well, you don't have to be sorry. You didn't throw me out."

– Chapter 1

"Any thoughts about what you want to do next?" "Either...go homeless or find someone on Craigslist who wants roommates. Hopefully a murderer, you know? I've never roomed with a murderer before. Might be fun!" Laughing, Saihara covered his mouth with a gloved hand and said, "Maybe you'll get two jobs." "What'll that be?" "Cleaning here, and cleaning the bathroom when he's done." Kokichi grinned and giggled as he ate. "Maybe I should live with you." "'Cause you think I'm a murderer?" "Ooo, I didn't, but now that you say it..." That made Saihara laugh even more and he shook his head as he calmed down. "I'd be glad to have you." "Me, too." Then he realised what he had just auto-responded with and said, "Uh, I'd be glad to...be here." "I get it," he reassured him, but he was still smiling like it was funny. "B-But, it's not professional, so I don't think we should," Kokichi added. "Uh-huh." "I'm glad you agree." "I don't, but I am saying that I hear you."

– Chapter 1

[mrcspectr]

You may have answered this before but, why do you think Jake wears gloves?

Oh my dear Anon, I have talked about this loads but don't you worry. Never would I miss an opportunity to talk about Mr. Lockley, not ever.

I think the gloves must've started as something more akin to personal preference. A characteristic I always found interesting about Jake is that when we do finally meet him, he's dressed very professionally. His shirt is buttoned to the collar, the tie knotted neatly at his neck. A skill accomplished by a practiced hand. (Makes me wonder how he was taught, and by whom. Or if that was something he'd managed on his own.) His pants have clearly been pressed, his jacket well kept. His belongings are kept somewhere, and regularly maintained. (Which dry cleaner in town has an account under the name Marc Spector? Always pays in cash but never leaves a number, insisting he'll be back when it's ready and he needs it but somehow, always, notoriously late by days. Sometimes weeks. He always tips well, though, so they can't really complain.)

His hat is pulled low over his face, casting a shadow. Giving him some semblance of anonymity, and arranged with intent. And the gloves.. well. The gloves give him a purpose; they're specifically designed for him as driving gloves. Their addition to his wardrobe is personal and they represent his work, what he does. (For himself, for others? For both, most likely.) Dark, pristine leather, no cracks or flaws from wrist to fingertips. The crescent moons the defining detail, making them his. Everything he wears pushes him to the background, a humble driver, a man with a job, but this? These gloves make him Jake, make him important. They're defining to him in a world in which he's not allowed much importance, much identity.

Everything neatly in its place on his person, and staying that way throughout his job. Not once do we see a blood stain, or anything out of sorts. Honestly, if you ran into him on the streets of London, post-hospital, you probably wouldn't suspect a thing, and he's sure to keep it that way. Appearances mean something to him, in some fashion. Which is quite the contradiction to a man kept secret from those closest. The gloves a part of this distinction, making him different from them.

Eventually, I think the gloves might move on to being something more practical for him as well. These types of gloves are meant to reduce impact and cushion against vibration of the steering wheel, mainly during longer drives. For a man awake at all hours of the night, driving through the city streets, it would be beneficial to keep the strain on the body to a minimum, as not to incite Marc and Steven's suspicions further after the fact. Protection for his own hands as the man that holds the gun, the knife. Not only that, but the gloves would prevent Jake from leaving fingerprints, keeping all traces of him away from prying eyes. Able to slip in and out, unnoticed, continuing Khonshu's work without the danger of being caught. Preventing him from adding to Marc's already extensive criminal record.

I hope that someday he takes them off. And I don't mean that negatively, or to take anything away from what I feel is part of his identity right now. But I think a lot of what those gloves represent is a seperation between what is his life and what is now Marc and Steven's. Jake deserves to be defined not just by what he wears and why, but by what he does and for who. To know there is an importance to him and his choices, even if the other two don't understand them just yet. Maybe Steven puts them away and they never get them back out again, maybe Marc holds on to them as they remember better times, memories they could share between each other that don't cut as deeply. Maybe they thank him, finally, as they tell him this dark chapter of his life is over. That they see him, now, and that it's okay.

I hope that someday he doesn't need the gloves or what they mean for him anymore.