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Gilded Constellations | (wolfstar x reader)

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Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader Word Count: 7.6 K Warnings: ANGST w/ comfort (but also not?) Prompt: At the Potter's. This IS a Wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it. Proofread by lovely: @aremuslupinsimp

Chapter 49: High Hopes

January, 3rd, 1977

“Kids, come eat something before you leave,” Hope called from the dining room. You were just finishing up packing, Remus had borrowed you his wand and you were putting everything in place (including a mild arrangement of his room that had been evidently changed since you got there) and he had also allowed you to gemino some of the pictures he had in his wall.

You had picked one with the four Marauders, one of 11 year old Remus and Sirius smiling at the camera, one of James and Sirius when they got on the quidditch team, one of Peter working on the map, the one of Sirius you thought was adorable the first time you saw it, one with Lily and Remus doing a presentation and a few others with Sirius and Remus in which you thought they looked adorable or that you could use to tease them later (Hope had given you a few of Rem that were basically gold).

“Coming,” you said as you grabbed the pictures and started arranging them back onto his wall with a flick of his wand. Thankfully Remus’ wand seemed to like you since every time you used it she would respond and do exactly what you’d intended. “Rem, I’m leaving your wand on the desk,” you said after closing the suitcase and taking it in your hands as you stepped out.

“Sweetheart, let me help you with that,” Hope said as she saw you walk with your suitcase in hand and was surprised when she pulled on it and it shot upwards pretty fast. You managed to catch it and her before she tripped backwards. “Levitation spell,” you said with an apologetic smile.

“Sometimes I forget how many useful spells you wizards have for things like this,” she said with a smile and carefully took the suitcase from your hands and sat it in a corner of the room. “Could you add a spell like that to my suitcases, honey?” she asked as she turned to Lyall who nodded in return. “I don’t get why he didn’t tell me about those earlier,” she added as she shook her head. “I’ve got some fruit in the fridge, could you help me get it?” she asked you.

You nodded and followed, this time the fae had sent her an assortment of tropical fruits, everything from bananas to watermelons and dragonfruit. You weren’t sure how they managed to get such a harvest in the middle of winter, but it probably had to do a lot with fae magic that you didn’t yet understand.

Remus was out of his room with a band shirt and a pair of light-wash jeans. He had one of his jumpers in his hands, but his house was warm enough for him to only wear his shirt and clearly he was confident enough to not wear thousands of layers at home. He didn’t mind if you or his parents saw the scars on his arms, you all knew he was a werewolf, and while he was sometimes self-conscious about you seeing them, you had made it clear –on countless occasions– that you would never be repulsed by them.

So when you saw him, with his sweater casually crumpled up in his hand, you couldn’t help but smile. Hope was looking at you attentively, and she was even more confident about her initial thoughts now than she had been by everything she’d gotten from the letters, she just hoped Remus would understand the reference she had given him so she wouldn’t have to be blunt about it.

“What are Sex Pistols?” Lyall asked in a judgeful manner as he stared at Remus’ shirt with a frown.

You laughed because that was the exact reaction you expected a wizard to have after seeing the shirt and Hope was the one to answer, “A muggle band, you’ve heard them!” She said and then she started singing “Now I’ve got a reason, now I’ve got a reason…” Lyall seemed as puzzled as before and Hope just sighed in defeat, “He’s truly hopeless.”

You refrained from making the “Well he has a Hope” pun since it didn’t seem proper to make puns with the names of your friend’s parents. Although, a big part of you thought Hope wouldn’t really mind.

“I thought you said she was a drummer when she was in a band,” you said, turning to Remus with a gasp.

“I was,” she said with a shrug.

“But your singing is fantastic!”

She smiled. “Someone appreciates it,” she added in an exaggerated tone and walked your way, placed her hands on your back and motioned for you to sit on the table. “Come, darling, you can have all the strawberries left.”

“Mum!” Remus complained.

“You’ve never told me I sing nice, Beag Gille. Suck it up, as you kids would say.”

You had to hold back the giggle that threatened to escape your mouth as you sat down next to Hope. She had prepared some toast for jam. Of course, it wouldn’t be just any bread –this was Hope Lupin we were talking about– it was sourdough with dried cranberries and spices. You were going to eat it with butter and jam (that she had made with fae fruit, obviously) and even cream cheese (that one she bought on the muggle market a few miles from the cliffs, she was extra, but she wasn’t that extra).

Hope really had served all the leftover berries on your plate, and she wouldn’t let you offer them to the boys. “They can eat them whenever they’re here, who knows when you’ll come back,” she explained and told you to ignore their pretty puppy eyes.

At least you weren’t the only one who thought Remus had pretty puppy eyes.

You nodded and continued eating, although you slipped two of them under the table in a very muggle magician kind of way, and nudged Remus’ leg with your own. He looked at you confused and you merely nodded downwards as you brought a piece of bread to your mouth. He looked down and instantly noticed your closed fist.

You nodded again and he pulled his hand down in a casual sort of way, brushing his fingers over your hand to let you know he was there since you were telling Hope something about the floating spell. Eventually, he pulled his palm down underneath your fist and you turned your wrist over to let the berries fall on his hand. He allowed his hand to linger just a little bit more, enjoying the fact that he could touch you, and pulled away eventually. Grinning as he brought a piece of bread with peanut butter to his mouth.

After breakfast, you waved your goodbyes to Remus’ parents. Lyall gave you a quick friendly hug and told you to take care and stay out of trouble while Hope embraced you for at least a minute, pulling you close to her as she did and squeezing you tightly.

“Take care, all right? Cailín álainn?”

You recognised one of those words, It’s what Remus had called you and Sirius once. But why would his mother call you “shit”?

“Álainn?” you asked.

“My beautiful girl, of course,” she added and pressed a kiss to your hair.

What did she say? Beautiful girl?!? But wasn’t that–

“Off you go,” she added after finally separating from the embrace. “To have fun and all of that.”

“But not too much fun,” Lyall added with an accusing finger directed towards Remus, but Hope was quick enough to push that finger out of the way and sigh at her husband.

“All the fun you want,” she said and took a small box from the mantel and opened it, revealing the very classic green of the floo powder.

Remus took a handful and you did the same afterwards. “I’ll go first,” he said and threw the powder on the chimney as he said, “Potter’s Manor,” in a very clear voice.

You were about to do the same when Hope pressed a hand on your shoulder. “You are a very strong woman,” she said as she stared at you directly. “A true hero.” You frowned, ready to refute her when she shook her head. “Take care of my Remus, will you? I know he’ll be taking care of you. You’re very dear to him.”

“Always,” you replied, without family left, your friends had become their equal and you would defend them with all your might if the situation needed it. Something like Christmas could not happen again. You refused to lose any more of your people.

Hope smiled and pulled you into a quick hug, before turning you around with her hands and pushing you towards the chimney, “All right, Cailín álainn, no stalling, there are handsome men waiting for you on the other side.” You threw the powder into the fire. “Oh, and write me, darling. I want to hear all of your misadventures!” she said as you murmured the words and disappeared into the fireplace.

Remus was on the other side, dusting off some remnant ashes from his pants as he looked around the living room, it seemed empty, he had already put on his sweater since the living room was chillier than his house, he was probably also being careful, in case there was anyone other than the Potters in the house.

“Did we arrive at the right time?” you asked with a frown as you too dusted off your shoulder.

“Yeah, they said about 10,” Remus replied as he checked his watch. It was 10:15, not English punctuality but that had been on his mum stalling the two of you.

Then you felt a hand gripping you from behind and pulling you upwards from the waist, you would have panicked, if you hadn’t instantly known it was Sirius. The invisibility cloak he had been wearing slipped from him as he buried his head on your neck. You had talked to Sirius and James every day, but that didn’t stop him from clinging to you the minute he spotted you.

“How are you?” He whispered into your neck.

“Kinda constrained,” you replied as you nodded towards his caging hands.

“You know what I meant.”

You swallowed, not quite sure if you were ready to talk about it all again. Thankfully, Prongs was there to save you. He took off the cloak with a rather exasperated sigh. “Pads! We were supposed to get them at the same time!”

“Sorry,” Sirius mumbled in the least apologetic tone you’d heard.

James shook his head and then pulled Moony into a short hug, “Merry Christmas, mate,” he said and then quite literally ripped you from Sirius’ grasp to give you a bear hug.

“James, James, James,” you said as he overdid it with the squeezing.

“Sorry,” he said as he pulled apart and you just shook your head with a smile in return. Sirius had pulled Remus into a similar hug, and he was still hugging the taller boy when James let go of you. You smiled when you saw how cosy they looked against each other and James placed his arm around your shoulder.

“We’ve been waiting for you,” James said with a smile. “We need to discuss Marauder’s business.”

“But Peter’s not here,” you said. Sirius pulled apart from Remus who looked a little phased, took your suitcase and placed it on the table before plopping down on the sofa.

“He’s on a family trip in Italy, he won’t be back ‘til after vacation, but we’ll write him the details,” Sirius said and then opened his arms and looked at you. “Come?”

You rolled your eyes but did as told, secretly enjoying how clingy Sirius was, and sat on his lap like you often did. James sat on the table in front of you and pulled Moony by the arm so he would sit on the right in front of him, next to you and Sirius.

“We were thinking about a small little prank,” he said, “to mark our coming back to school and all that.”

“Yeah?” You asked, reclining onto Sirius and getting a little more comfortable. Remus, who had had you all to himself for more than a week, was having a rather hard time coping with the sudden space between the two of you. He was tempted to place his hand around Sirius’s shoulders and bring both of you closer to him, but he knew it wasn’t possible.

“So Sirius and I were talking about the time you used the swamp bomb and how we had accidentally trapped a creature inside of it.”

“And,” Sirius started from behind you. “We thought it was really interesting how the creature quite literally busted out the minute you exploded the bomb.”

“It was not interesting,” Remus said almost bitterly. They hadn’t seen you fall, they hadn’t seen you in the water and they hadn’t smelled your fear as you stepped away from the murky water and frosted the lake.

“From an impartial point of view,” you added with a shrug, clearly trying to excuse the boys’ words, you wouldn’t have used interesting to describe it either, but you kind of got what they meant by it. Remus had to hold back a scoff. He was having a hard time tolerating the bursting of the comfortable bubble you had both been immersed in.

“Sorry Vix,” Sirius said with an apologetic look. “But hear us out. What if we put not one, but several creatures inside of a swamp bomb.”

“Define creatures…”

“Tadpoles,” Sirius said from behind, a small smirk playing on his lips.

“You want them to turn into toads,” Remus said as he looked at the two boys, now a bit more invested in the prank. “Why?”

“Because we want to infest Hogwarts with Toads,” James said with a satisfied smile. Sirius pulled a small crystal ball from his pocket and handed it over to you. Very condensed inside it, there was thick murky water.

You took a look, “How many of them did you put in here?” you asked as you handed the ball to Remus, he pulled his hand faster than he normally would from yours, which made you frown. What’s with him?

“About 17 dozen, Peter found a spawning bed filled with hundreds of them and the idea just came to us in an instant.”

“We’ve been flying through the grounds to find some more, but most of them are frozen due to the snow.”

“How many have you made?” You asked.

James smiled, pulled a handful from his pocket, and placed it between your hands. Then he pulled another one and left it in Remus' hands. “Peter will be getting more in Italy, he promised.”

“So we’ll have at least a hundred of these?” Remus asked. Sirius nodded. “How are you planning to explode them all at the same time?”

“That’s why you two are here. You’re good with this kind of thing.”

You scoffed with a smile, “You left us the hardest part!”

“Try finding spawning beds and catching them in spheres, Vix,” Prongs retorted with a daring kind of face and stuck out your tongue to him. He gasped as he pulled back and played offended.

“We could time-set them?” Remus offered.

“Yeah, but what kind of charm would do that?” You asked. “A freezing charm, hiding them in the corner of classrooms and having them fall during first period?”

“Told you they would figure it out,” Sirius said as he looked at the two of you with a proud smile and side eyes James who had a small frown and pursed lips.

“Oh, that could actually work, but we’d have to perfect the charm so they all fall at the same time, if not they could figure it out and stop them from exploding,” Remus responded to you.

“Does that mean one person would have to charm all of them? There’s no way in hell we’d have enough time.”

“Not if we make the spell and teach the others how to do it,” he retorted. “Maybe we can run some tests… with toadless swamp bombs.”

“Got some of those?” you asked James.

“We can make them,” he responded with a shrug.

And that’s how you set yourself up for the task, while Remus and you figured out how to deal with the spell, James and Sirius went out to make some toadless swamp bombs for you to test them. You didn’t see the Potters until it was dinner time.

Effie was more than thrilled over the fact that you were staying at her house and she asked Mellie and Picksie to prepare some treats for you and Remus while Monty cooked dinner. “Boys, we’re talking girls stuff,” she announced after setting the table and pulled you to the side. You looked at them with a worried expression and Sirius shrugged, while James gave you a teasing thumbs up.

Effie took you to a room filled with books and looked at you with a small frown. “You’ve already talked to Dumbledore?”

It might have been toned like a question, but it sounded a lot more like a statement. “Yes.”

She nodded and placed her hand on your shoulder, she had a sad sort of look on her face that made you feel like you were being pitied, which had you shift uncomfortably. It was completely different to the way she had looked at you back at the train station when you first met her, and you felt like the memories were flooding back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked simply. “Have you talked about it to someone?”

You hesitated to answer. “I don’t,” you said honestly. “I’d rather not think about it altogether.”

She sighed and then nodded, as if she both knew it was a bad idea to suck it all up, and understood exactly where you were coming from. “You should process it, not now–” she added when she saw the deepening of your frown. “But you should eventually talk about it, even if it’s just to yourself.”

You nodded to her words, “Now… since you’ll be staying with the boys and I know you’re dating Sirius, I’ve brought you this,” she said, handing you a crystal bottle with greenish liquid inside.

You knew well what it was since McGonagall had shown you an identical potion back in her special class.

“Monty has already talked to the boys, but I wanted to make sure you were also taking care of yourself. Especially now that–” She didn’t finish, but you knew exactly what she meant.

Especially now that you don’t have a mum.

“Thank you, Effie,” you said honestly, and she instantly pulled you into a hug.

“I’m really sorry for everything you’ve gone through. I’ll work even harder so these kinds of things don’t happen again.” You didn’t say anything, and she continued. “You were incredibly brave,” she added, “defending a friend against them, it must have been a tough call to make.”

That had been the easiest part. You had never hesitated on whether to try to save Nina and your mother. The hard part was failing and having to live with it.

“Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for showing them that we aren’t all on their side and that we won’t stand down to their bigotry.”

You didn’t speak much, but Effie continued to give you praises for a couple of minutes, and then she told you a bit about the order and gave you a small keychain with a protean charm that would allow you to call her in case you ever needed her help. After that, she gave you a small pat on the back and told you dinner was ready.

You were still a little shaken by the time you stepped out of the room and Remus was struggling not to wrap you in his arms and pull you into a tight hug. But it was Sirius the one who did it, he pressed a bunch of kisses to your face and then one on your lips. It was quick, and it had been a second, but it was enough to have James grumble something about being forgotten because you were around, and complaining to Moony when Sirius had you sit next to him, on his usual spot.

Even though the talk with Effie had shaken you again, you were quick to let yourself be drowned by the merry atmosphere, James and Sirius complaining and somehow managed to flip the switch, leaving the problems at the back of your mind and actually enjoying the dinner and conversation even if the words wouldn’t quite reach your mind.

Anything to avoid, anything to forget, even if only for a minute.

Remus had been looking at you attentively throughout the dinner, the way Sirius was being extra touchy with you, he had probably noticed how upset you were too. Sirius wasn’t stupid. But he was waiting for the right time to talk to you. He was giving you space, but holding you close while at it. It was sweet, the two of you were a really sweet match, one made in heaven. And he was nothing more than a serpent, a tempting –or perhaps tempted– serpent that had fallen in love.

He would have to put up some space, he would have to step away, because if any of you had a taste of his apple then that beautiful relationship, that made him feel so many things at once, would crumble, and he would be to blame.

But how could he step away? You had been through hell and back and you needed your friends, even if you didn’t want to admit it to yourself, you needed them. And he was your best friend, for fucks sake. How could he prioritise his feelings over yours? Remus started to feel like a monster again, and it was not because he was a werewolf. But rather because he had allowed himself to bask on the idea of being with you and seeing you with Sirius, how close you were to each other, it just reminded him that it wasn’t possible. It wasn’t possible to have either of you.

You might have allowed the conversation to swallow you, but you weren’t blind, you could tell there was something going on with Rem, he was different, he had been different the instant you appeared in Potter’s manor. And while at first, you thought it might have been because he was in a different house, it was like you could almost see the inner conflict inside his eyes. It was something similar to what you saw when you looked in the mirror, but at the same time, it was vastly different.

Whatever it was that was troubling Remus, wasn’t related to what had happened that night, even if he had cried for Nina when you told him the story, even if he had been sad about your mother and had hugged you until you stopped crying, Remus’ mind was plagued with a different feeling, you weren’t sure why, but you knew.

“That was delicious,” you said with a polite smile. “Thank you, Monty.”

Monty beamed at your praise and sent you a very James Potter-like wink, “You’re welcome darling, you may dine here whenever you want. And I mean it, I don’t care if James and Sirius are busy, you’re family now.”

It had been a short, almost throw-away comment, but you felt your heart swell with warmth when he said it. You had lost your parents, but you had gained Hope and you had gained Effie and Monty. You might have felt lonely, but you wouldn’t be alone.

“That’s right,” James said as he placed his hands around your shoulder. “She’s like the sister I never got, isn’t she boys?”

“Well she’s not like a sister to me,” Sirius said and sent you a wink that pulled a small chuckle from you.

Remus didn’t respond.

And again, you noticed. It was like you were noticing many things and a lot of them had to do with Remus. Like that one thing that you had seen hints of in the past was finally revealing itself and you weren’t sure exactly what it was, but you had the feeling that you’d be able to tell soon enough.

“Gross,” James said and pulled you closer to him.

“You’ll take her to her room?” Effie asked.

“Indeed,” he responded as he dragged you up their stairwell, “I’ll even give her a short tour.”

“Aha?” you asked.

He nodded in return and stepped right in front of you when you reached the end of the stairwell. “So, that way we have the office, the library and my parent’s room,” he said and moved to the other side of the hallway and pointed at a door. “This is mine and Sirius’ room, Mum and Dad used an extending charm to make you a room and Rem will stay with us.”

“You shouldn’t have gone through the trouble…”

“Because you always end up sleeping all together?” James teased. “Mum is open-minded but not that open-minded.”

You gasped and punched James on the shoulder, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He replied. “I believe Mellie and Picksie have already taken your stuff there, so you should be set to sleep if that’s what you want. You have your own bathroom, although there is also one at the end of the hall, you already know the one that’s downstairs, yeah?”

You nodded in response.

“Good, any questions?”

“Nope.”

“Excellent. Now, it’s not that late, and we’re planning to play a muggle board game Sirius got sent by Andromeda. It’s called Monopoly.”

“Oh, I know how to play,” Remus said casually.

“Meet you in our room?” James asked.

“Yeah,” you said with a nod and walked inside yours.

You took a quick shower and changed into a pair of comfortable pyjamas. With a towel still around your shoulders to catch the wetness of your hair, you knocked on their door. James was setting up the game and Sirius looked confused as Remus tried to explain the instructions to him, the three were sitting on the floor. You approached them and after sitting down, you carefully took the instructions from Remus’ hand. Again, he was quick to pull away from you and you tried to ignore the feeling as you sank into your seat and started to read through them. You were also slightly confused. The whole “put houses and hotels” was a concept you weren’t really familiar with, it was nothing like Wizard’s Chess!

“So, you got it?” Remus asked.

“I have to pay if I fall on your property? But why? You would never charge me, we’re friends,” Sirius said.

“Yes, but it’s the game’s rule. If he doesn’t charge you because you’re friends then he wouldn’t charge any of us and he would lose the game,” you explained.

“And what’s with this money?” he added as he took one of the bills from the game. “It looks so weird. But muggles also use paper, I remember that. How do they protect against falsification, like gemino and muggle forgers?”

“Sirius! You’re not thinking of using magic while playing, are you?” You said as you threw him a look.

“Is it against the rules? It’s not in here,” he added as he took the paper from your hands and showed it.

“Of course, it isn’t,” you said as you took it from his hands. “It’s a muggle game Sirius, they don’t add ‘Spells are forbidden’ in the rules like we do.”

“So that means no magic?” he asked.

“No,” Remus and you said at the same time.

“And no duplicating the money if you ran out either,” James warned.

“I’m just saying, it wouldn’t be against the rules.”

You gave Sirius a stern look and turned to Remus, it was as if he instantly knew what you wanted since he handed over his wand. “Accio pencil.”

A pencil flew from James’ desk and towards your hand. You caught it with ease and wrote down two new rules on the paper.

THE USE OF ANY KIND OF MAGIC IS FORBIDDEN

FORGING THE MONEY (BE IT BY MUGGLE MEANS OR WIZARDING ONES) IS ALSO FORBIDDEN.

“Now it’s against the rules.”

“I’ve always found it fascinating how Moony’s wand just works when you use it,” James said as he looked at the item in question in disbelief.

“You’re just jealous you can’t use it,” Sirius said as he took Remus’ wand and effortlessly levitated the pencil back to the desk.

“I’m sure I can if I try hard enough,” James said, taking the wand in his hands and flicking it about. Nothing happened. He flicked it again and still nothing. He did again, with more force, and the pencil flicked from the spot and launched towards him. You were quick enough to move the game board over his face and the pencil’s tip crashed against it.

“Shit, it made a dent,” you said as you pulled the board down and looked at the place that the pencil had, pretty much stabbed into. Right above the Angel of Islington, there was a dent in the shape of the pencil, the graphite tip had broken and was now stuck in the cardboard.

“That would have been your face, mate,” Sirius said while James took Moony’s wand between his thumb and index fingers –as if it had been a bomb– and placed it in front of Remus’ crossed feet.

Remus rolled his eyes and took his wand, he flicked in the air and both the chipped pencil and the gameboard were repaired, he didn’t even have to say a word.

“Yeah, thanks Vix,” He said as he turned to you. You just shrugged in response. It had been almost instinctive, you didn’t even think before acting, you saw the pencil shake and you knew something bad might have happened. “Be my team.”

“There are no teams in Monopoly,” Remus said with a sigh.

“Well we could change that,” James said with a shrug.

“If they didn’t change the rules for me to forge money, then they’re not gonna change them for you to steal my girlfriend.”

“How about we just start playing instead?” you offered, and in between you and Remus started distributing the money and placing things on the board.

“I’ll be the dog,” Sirius said, instantly taking the small metal dog from Remus’ hands.

“I’ll take the car,” James said.

“And you, Little Witch?”

“You pick first,” you said simply, and Remus stared at the pieces left in his hand like he wasn’t sure which one to take, and eventually he took the thimble. Pushing the rest of the pieces your way.

You took the small battleship and placed it on “Go”. The rest of the boys did the same.

“Hey Moons, can I have my £200?” James said.

“It’s only after the first round,” he explained.

“It’s on the rules Prongs, didn’t you read them?” Sirius added as he handed him the paper and James scoffed at his hypocrisy.

You laughed at their interaction and took the dice in your hands before shaking them and throwing them on the board, “Seven? Alright you go,” you said as you handed them to Remus who got a 10. James got an eight and Sirius got a 3.

“Good, so I start,” Remus said and threw the dice again, moving towards the spot marked on the board.

The first couple of rounds were uneventful. You were all just playing around, and it wasn’t until at least 40 minutes later that things started to get a little more complicated.

James had gotten possession of all the orange properties after making a deal with Sirius to exchange an orange for the last railroad that he needed to complete the set. Remus had somehow managed to get the entirety of the 3rd line and while you had 3 houses on Park Lane, no one had fallen even close to either of them in the last two rounds.

“Remus please,” Sirius pleaded. “Please, please, let me go, just this once, I’ll pay you as soon as someone falls on Kings Cross. James is super close, look.”

Remus shook his head. “I’m sorry Pads, rules are rules.”

“But you let Vix go a couple of rounds ago.”

“She gave me her get-out-of-jail card in exchange, and I’ve fallen there twice already. What would you give me in exchange?”

“Moony!” Sirius whined. James had already taken his pink cards a round earlier when he fell and also had no money to pay for it. He would have to mortgage his properties to pay off, and James had already done it once and he had been terribly upset over just getting half of the money he paid for it.

You sighed, you didn’t want Sirius to lose, but you didn’t want him to be kicked out of the game so suddenly either. “How much do you have?”

“£100.”

You nodded and checked your money. You weren’t much better either but you had a bit of a cushion so you pulled the £150 he needed from your bill stack and handed it over.

James gasped, “That’s so not fair! You made me mortgage White Chapel Rode to pay off my debt!”

“I want it back with a 20% over the total when you have capital. And I will not be charged if I fall on your properties until you’ve paid up the debt.”

“Never mind,” James said, swallowing his own words. “Not even because he’s your boyfriend. I mean he would have been better off getting a mortgage.”

“No,” Remus said, charging the money Sirius owed and placing it on his own stack of bills. He currently had the thickest stack and the most properties. Unless there was a massive turn of events, he would win, and you definitely did not need him keeping Sirius’ properties. “Sirius would have had to mortgage at least four properties to get enough money to pay, that would mean he’d have to sell one of his railroads and therefore he would have lost his set, decreasing the total amount of profit he’d get if one of us fell on it. He would have also had to sell the houses in Islington and sell one of his blue afterwards. And only for half the money he spent on them initially. Besides, even if she won’t get charged, we will, so he has a 2/3 chance of getting the money to pay her back. If any of us fall on Kings Cross –and we’re both close– he’ll have enough to pay Vix back and he wouldn’t have sold off any of his properties.

“But only to pay back, and then he’ll be broke again.”

“He’s close to ‘Go’, he’ll capitalise then, and he’ll manage to survive for at least a few more turns. She’s actually saving his ass.”

“That’s because she’s the best,” Sirius said and placed a kiss on your cheek before handing the dice to Remus and he threw them, falling on Park Lane and finally giving you enough money to continue with the next round without major issues.

Sirius and James survived for a couple more rounds, but eventually, they both went bankrupt, James couldn’t pay a debt to the bank and he had to give all his properties back, and since you and Remus had enough money, you had to fight it out to get them on an auction. Sirius lost to Remus later, but this time around he didn’t even ask for a waiver.

“Here, take it all Moony, I cannot fight against your economic skills,” he said dramatically and handed his leftover money and properties to Remus.

James had pulled a pillow from the bed and was soundly sleeping beside you and Sirius, who had pulled you onto his lap shortly after he lost the game and was paying close attention to everything you did within the game. Then you fell into the dеathtrap that Remus had designed on Fleet Street and Picadilly. Losing most of your money after two rolls of the dice. Luckily he fell on Mayfair and Parklane afterwards and you managed to get back most of what you’d lost.

A few more rounds went on and Sirius yawned. Pulling you closer to him. “Just give up, neither of you it’s going to win this one. Moony allowed you to pay half the debt last time you fell on Coventry and you let it slip when he fell on Kings Cross because he promised to do your Herbology homework. At this point, you owe more favours to each other than money.”

“But you can’t give up on this game.”

“Then be ruthless to each other and have one of the two go bankrupt.”

You pouted, and James mumbled something in his sleep, “Moony, no. Let me keep my deed card, please…” The three of you laughed and you leaned down to place a deed card on his hand. He was quick to grip it and smiled.

“How about a truce?” Sirius offered. “I really want to go to bed.”

“Well then go,” Remus said with a shrug.

“I meant all of us to go to bed,” he said nonchalantly. “We haven’t cuddled in a while.”

Remus swallowed, so much for space. “You mean– we’re still doing the cuddle thing?”

“Just in case,” you said, “Moony took Vixen in, but we don’t know if it was just a one-time thing or not.”

Remus knew. Moony had accepted Vixen already, he wasn’t gonna try and eat or chase her unless it was a game. He could just tell you and be done with it. No more Sirius on top of him in the mornings, no more you laying your head on his shoulder before you turned into Vixen. Just him and his own bed. The idea sounded like a nightmare.

“Yeah, of course,” he said, agreeing. “We shouldn’t let our guard down. Just in case.”

“So, shake hands, kiss kiss, and you both win,” Sirius said as he placed his hands on your shoulder and shook them a little.

You laughed and extended your hand for Remus to shake, “Truce?”

“Truce,” he replied with a nod.

“Let’s go then,” Sirius said as he patted your leg and pushed you to stand.

“I’ll go wash my teeth,” you said as you waved at the boys and exited their room.

“How is she?” Sirius asked the instant he was alone with Moony. Well, technically Prongs was there too but he slept like a log, so he might as well be in Narnia altogether.

“You’ve seen her.”

“Yeah, I can tell she’s shaken. Heck, I am shaken and I barely knew the girl. You knew Nina better, didn’t you?”

“Vixen said she was crushing on me after the first study club, remember?”

“That was Nina?” Sirius asked, shocked as he took a deep breath. “Anyway, how is she?”

“Quiet,” Remus admitted. “She prefers avoiding the subject entirely. She only told me what happened the day after it happened and then one time when I found her crying outside, she mentioned how she felt. I think it’s much better not to pressure her to talk about it.”

“I assumed as much,” Sirius said with a sigh. “But I’m worried, her smile it… it barely reaches her eyes now.”

Remus had noticed that too. The façade you had created was not enough to hide how you truly felt from either of the two, “I know.”

“How can we change that?”

“We can’t. We can only support her until she feels better.”

“It’s agonising,” Sirius breathed and hid his face in between his hands. And he hasn’t even seen her cry, Remus thought. “You know the way Nina diеd–” Sirius started and looked up, his eyes were glassy with tears. “Vix was trying so hard to defend her, so hard to escape and then she– it was a split second Moony, barely a minute, she was trying to repair the path to continue and they sent a course her way, Nina stepped in, she took the blow instead because she new Vix was already rather weak…. Nina saved her.”

“I know,” Remus said.

“You know what’s the last thing Nina told her?” Remus shook his head. “That she was pleased Vix was the last thing she got to see. She thanked her for saving her, even if she didn’t…” Sirius stopped and wiped his eyes. Witnessing the entire thing in first person had taken a toll on him too, Remus could tell. Sirius wasn’t only suffering for you, but with you as well. He felt tempted to bring Sirius into a hug, even more when he wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt.

Sirius didn’t feel worthy of crying, albeit he had done it more than once when he was alone, he thought that he didn’t have the right. It had been your mother and your close friend, he had been merely a spectator. What Sirius didn’t understand was that pain wasn’t something to be measured and weighed, it was not something to compare and pin against each other, you can’t say “I don’t deserve to cry” just because someone else has it a lot worse. Your feelings, no matter where they stem from, are valid since they are true for you.

“She stayed there, she was crying on top of Nina, that was the last thing I saw. I– I didn’t think she would move.”

“She wasn’t going to,” Remus said. You had never said that explicitly, but it had been obvious from the way things happened. “She would have kept trying if it hadn’t been for Barty.”

“Barty, of all people,” Sirius said in disbelief. There was a second of quiet and then Sirius turned to look at Remus. He was as beautiful as he remembered, he hadn’t quite realised how much closer he’d veered to him while they talked but they were now much closer, his knees brushing against each other and he was close enough to get a whiff off Remus’ chocolaty scent, he smelled of you too.

Then the knob twisted and the door opened, Remus pulled back hastily and Sirius turned into Padfoot before you noticed he’d been crying. “Everything all right?” you asked with a frown when you felt the tense atmosphere.

You looked at Remus but Padfoot was quicker and ran your way, jumping and placing his paws on your shoulders, his size made you stagger back a little and you laughed when he started to lick your face. Remus stared for a second and then flicked his wand so the game would go back to the box and then took it in his hand to place it on the table, avoiding the sight of the two of you almost entirely.

“I missed you too, big boy,” you said as you brushed your hand over the back of Padfoot’s head, he barked softly in return and then dug his snout into your neck in the same way he did to Remus when you cuddled. You were petting him as Remus finished setting the bed.

The second Remus sat on the bed, Padfoot barked again, softer than he had earlier.

“Go ahead,” you said. “He’s better at petting you than I am anyway.”

Padfoot gave you another short lick and jumped from you and towards Remus, throwing himself over in the same way he had with you, although Remus hadn’t even staggered. You smiled when you saw them.

Sirius was just happy he could hug Rem more now that he was Padfoot and was bossing him around so he would lay on the bed properly by biting his shirt and trying to pull him back. “Oi, Pads, I’m coming,” he said as he carefully unclasped his watch to set it on the night table. Padfoot barked again to hurry him.

“You know Rem,” you said with a sneaky little smile. He hummed in return. “I think Sirius missed us more.” Padfoot’s face changed and he turned to you instantly, barking in retort. “I mean he was calling us often, he had me on his lap whenever he could, and I’m sure he would have asked me to play with his hair if it hadn’t been that we were so busy with the prank.”

Remus smirked. “Oh, he definitely missed you more.” Padfoot now turned his head to him and barked.

“I suppose I win the bet then,” you said with a smile and Padfoot barked one more time before running your way, but you were quicker and turned into Vixen before he placed his paws on your shoulders, sneaking in between his legs as he fell again, slightly startled.

You ran under the bed and crossed the entire thing before jumping over and climbing onto Remus’ lap who was still sitting. He laughed as you brushed your head to his stomach and Padfoot barked at you for being so sneaky. You must have been saying something to each other –since you kept barking– but Remus was clueless as to what that might have been, so he just carefully raised you up and accommodated, allowing enough space for Padfoot to climb into and get comfortable himself.

“Didn’t you say you were tired?” he said with eyebrows raised at Padfoot who had now rested his snout on Remus’ shoulder. “Stop arguing with Vixen and sleep then.” Padfoot lifted his head and barked in return. “If not, we might as well finish the game.”

The dog whined and sank back into Remus’ shoulder. After that, it didn’t take much for Remus soft and purposeful petting, for both you and Pads to fall asleep. Sirius now much calmer, he had both you and Remus around.

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Stay

Harry catches feelings for the girl he’s been hooking up with

Waterfalls

Harry gets a bit possessive at a pool party and Y/N is needy

Crush

Harry and Y/N both have a crush on each other

Indigo

Harry hates Y/N. She’s sure of it.

Backstage Business

The adrenaline on stage can be felt all over. Especially once he gets off.

Watermelon Sugar

“It’s about the female orgasm.”

Cry Me a River

When mean dom Y/N comes out to play

Toxic

When Harry just can’t help himself when Y/N is around… single or not.

Do You Feel Me Now

Part II to Toxic

Helping Hand

Y/N helped Harry, and now it’s her turn.

Arrogant Son of a Bitch

Harry’s an alpha with a particular sensitive sense of smell and ambition that won’t quit.

Selfish. Part II

Harry’s taken his best friend’s heart for granted for far too long

Through My Eyes

Harry takes pictures, Y/N has a secret and they have a project to do

Devilish

Y/N and Harry up to some devilish, dirty antics

Cozy

Harry is cozy. Or, Mountain Manrry author and hairdresser Y/N

Deep Inside

Werewolf!Harry is tired of waiting.

Sea View

Sugar baby!H relieves some stress from sugar mommy!Y/N, with a sea view.

Scarred

Harry and Y/N work as scare actors together- except no one has ever seen his real face.

In The Woods

Continuation of Scarred, Y/N and H make their way out to a new location for some fun

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Y/N gets snowed in at Harry’s House. (Friends to lovers)

Caught

Y/N catches her best friend and roommate in a compromising position- one that changes the course of their friendship.

One More Night of Freedom

Harry’s been having second thoughts about his marriage and Y/N helps him make the decision he’s been contemplating

Stacy’s Mom

Stacy’s Mom has got it going on… and Harry’s taken notice. Or, older!Y/N

Bad Idea, Right?

It’s a bad idea, but she’s going to her exes party anyway.

Take Me Higher

Harry and Y/N on 4/20

Coconuts

Y/N and Harry on an island vacation… sun, sand, sex

Put Your Records On + Let Your Hair Down

pop star Y/N and rockstar H finally meet at an awards show after a string of near misses

Tis The Season

Breeding season, that is. Or, Wolfrry

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pro tip: shove a sugar cube in the cooter to flavor yourself for your s/o. even do it with other candies. change it up a little for the season! easter? cadbury egg. 4th of july? watermelon jolly rancher. halloween? pumpkin spice. christmas? shove a whole candycane up there. werewolf? bullion cube. plant monster? get some nitrogen fertilizer so he can fertilize you, baby. tentacles? good thing he likes anchovies... vampire? you got that built in once a month.

Thanks so much for the helpful tips! in my experience barbeque sauce also works pretty well if you don't have bullion cubes as far as werewolves go, I'll have to give these other ones a try!

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UPDATED DIFFERENCES IN THE FAMILY TREE CHALLENGE 2023

ahh, the differences in the family tree challenge or DITFT for short. this was, by far, one of my FAVORITE challenges to do when i still played the sims 4, alongside the disney legacy challenge and for the sims 3. the issue back then was that i could never finish generation one. now with my own lepacy following hix’s rules, i've been inspired and having a blast, but also don’t want to keep playing the same save and get bored! so what did i do? i decided to make a more updated DITFT challenge with a point system with the goal of wanting to get the most out of each generation, much like the completionist challenge.

the rules i am referencing/using are not mine. there are currently two sets of rules, one from 2010 which is the original challenge by angelofafallen and an updated version of that challenge, from the sims 3 forum website from 2012. now, i haven’t changed too much but, but upon looking at the rules, it seemed that university, island paradise, seasons, and into the future were missing so that's been added!

the differences in the family tree challenge is essentially like the completionist challenge. you are taking each generation as a chance to explore each and every corner of the game and discover things you’ve never done before, hence why this and the completionist challenge are my favorite challenges by far. this challenge offers sixteen generations, but you can give or take a few if sixteen is too much for you. however, this has been expanded into TWENTY generations, but the total number being THIRTY SIX. HOLY CRAP! and that is including all the extra generational challenges. if that number is too much for you, then you can stick to the normal ten, or do however many gens you want!

FUN NOTE: you can spice this challenge up by randomizing each generation where you don’t go in the order of this challenge, so you may start out as a farmer, then end up a werewolf in the next generation, or begin as a resort owner, to living as a scientist in the next. the choice is yours! you can also choose to penalize yourself to make it a bit challenging and to kinda push you to reach the goals for each generation. really, its up to you!

rules under the cut!

GENERATION ONE: FARMER

GEN ONE GOALS:

grow a garden with every type of plant (excluding omniplant) +1 point

get married, but no woohoo before marriage +1 point

-1 point if you woohoo before you’re married

have a boy and girl and keep trying until you do! +1 point

1+ per kid, -1 point if you eat watermelons or apples to manipulate the gender, 0.5+ if you decide to adopt the gender you do not have

master the gardening skill +1

-1 point if you don’t master the gardening skill before your youngest is a young adult

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

catch every type of fish 0.5+ point

marry a sim with the “loves the outdoors” and/or “green thumb” trait 0.5+ point

IF YOU HAVE PETS: adopt a riding horse, or a hunting dog 0.5+ point

GENERATION TWO: BUSINESS

GEN TWO GOALS:

reach level 10 of the business career +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach level 10 before your child(ren) are young adults

get level 10 in the charisma skill +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach level 10 before your child(ren) are young adults

get married, woohoo, and have kids +1 point

have at least one kid +1 point

+1 point per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

become enemies with your parents +0.5 point

partner into any business +0.5 point

have over 50,000 in family funds +0.5 point

marry a co-worker +0.5 point

GENERATION TWO POINT FIVE: JOURNALISM

GEN TWO POINT FIVE GOALS:

join the journalism career 1+ point

get to level 10 of the journalism career +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach level 10 before your child(ren) are young adults

reach level 10 of the writing skill

-1 point if you don’t reach level 10 before your child(ren) are young adults

get married, woohoo, and have kids +1

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

become enemies with your parents 0.5+ point

partner in any business 0.5+ point

write ten papers 0.5+ point

marry a co-worker 0.5+ point

GENERATION THREE: HEARTBREAKER

GEN THREE GOALS:

kiss six sims +1 point

be the lover to two sims, then break their hearts +1 point

get married and have kids with whoever you want +1 point

+1 point per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

have your spouse die on your lot (you can repeat the process up to three times) 0.5+ point

0.5+ point per dead spouse

keep their grave on your lot 0.5+ point

0.5+ point for each spouse’s grave

go on at least ten dates 0.5+ point (if you have generations)

earn a bad reputation 0.5+ point (if you have generations)

GENERATION THREE POINT FIVE: ADVENTURER (WORLD ADVENTURES)

GEN THREE POINT FIVE GOALS:

visit all locations +1 point

gain all vista levels +1 point

master the photography skill +1 point

master the martial arts skill +1 point

master the nectar making skill +1 point

-1 point for each skill you don’t master by the time your child(ren) are young adults

marry a local and have kids

-1 point if you don’t marry a local, +1 per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

finish all tombs +0.5 point

0.5+ point for every tomb you complete

GENERATION FOUR: WRITER

GEN FOUR GOALS:

master the writing skill 1+ point

master the painting skill +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

write at least 10 books +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA, 0.5+ for each book you write

paint at least 20 paintings +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA, 0.5+ point for each painting finished

get married, woohoo, and have kids +1

1+ per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

be best friends with your parents 0.5+ point

get 10,000 in royalties 0.5+ point

paint portraits of your family (parents, grandparents, etc) 0.5+ point

paint your spouse and child(ren) 0.5+ point

learn and master the sculpting skill +0.5 point (ambitions)

make an ice sculpture of your spouse +0.5 point (ambitions)

learn all sculpture material types +0.5 point (ambitions)

make at least five sculptures +0.5 point (ambitions)

GENERATION FIVE: ROCK STAR

GEN FIVE GOALS:

master the guitar skill 1+ point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

reach level 10 of the music career +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

have at least three kids and get married +1 point

+1 point per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

master painting skill 0.5+ point

learn all songs (excluding songs from vacation world) 0.5+ point

ROCK STAR BRANCH

get a tattoo 0.5+ point (ambitions)

have at least three signings 0.5+ point

play a concert at least two times 0.5+ point

SYMPHONIC BRANCH

befriend at least one co-worker +0.5 point

know all co-workers +0.5 point

reach level 5 in the logic skill

GENERATION FIVE POINT FIVE: ROCK STAR (LATE NIGHT)

GEN FIVE POINT FIVE GOALS:

master the bass skill 1+ point

master the guitar skill +1 point

master piano skill +1 point

master drums skill +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

find love, woohoo, and have kids +1

1+ per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

start a band 0.5+ point

find three people for the band 0.5+ point

play at least three gigs 0.5+ point

practice for every gig you play 0.5+ point

GENERATION SIX: FAMILY MAN

GEN SIX GOALS:

adopt at least one child 1+ point

try for twins +1 point

1+ per kid

teach toddlers how to walk, talk, and use the potty +1 point

-0.5 point for each skill the toddlers don’t learn by the time they are children

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

have at least five kids of your own +2 point

help kids with homework every night +0.5 point

attend at least two of your kids’ weddings +0.5 point

GENERATION SIX POINT FIVE: CELEBRITY (LATE NIGHT)

GEN SIX POINT FIVE GOALS:

master the writing skill 1+ point

master the charisma skill +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

reach level 5 celebrity status +1

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA, -0.5 for every scandal you end up in

reach the top of the film career (actor/director) +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

get married, woohoo, and have kids +1

1+ per kid

have two celebrity friends

sue paparazzi for slander if involved for a scandal 0.5+ point

go to every bar in the town and have a drink from every one of them 0.5+ point

GENERATION SIX POINT SEVEN: BABYSITTER (GENERATIONS)

GEN SIX POINT SEVEN GOALS:

reach the top of the daycare career 1+ point

-1 if you don’t top the career before your child(ren) reach YA

get married only after you reach level three of the day care career +1 point

-1 if you get married before then

see your children graduate

-1 point for each child’s graduation you miss

enroll your kids in after school activities

-1 point for each kid that isn’t enrolled in one

send at least one child to boarding school

-1 if there isn’t at least one child in boarding school

have as many kids as you want +1 point

1+ per kid

GENERATION SEVEN: CRIMINAL

GEN SEVEN GOALS:

join the criminal career 1+ point

reach the top of the career+1 point

-1 point if the goal is not reached before your child(ren) are YA

master athletic skill +1 point

master logic skill +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

marry someone with the evil trait+1 point

-1 point if you don’t marry someone with the evil trait

woohoo, and have kids +1

1+ per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

be best friends with five sims

pull pranks on the family and neighbors and don’t get caught (generations)

max prank reputation (generations)

GENERATION EIGHT: POLITICIAN

GEN EIGHT GOALS:

join and reach the top of the political career 1+ point

-1 if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

master the charisma skill +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

throw a political/campaign party once a week

get at least 10,000 in campaign funds

-2 point if you steal from the campaign

donate charity every saturday

get married as an adult

have three babies

+1 per child

GENERATION EIGHT POINT FIVE: ATHLETE

GEN EIGHT POINT FIVE GOALS:

join the athletic career 1+ point

get married as an adult +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

reach top of the athletic career +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

donate to charity every saturday +1 point

have at least two kids +1

1+ per child

get into a fight with your parents

jog at least once a week

meet someone new once a week

GENERATION NINE: HIDDEN WONDER

GEN NINE GOALS:

woohoo at least three service sims (fireman, burgler, maid, policeman, etc.) 1+ point

-1 if you don’t woo at least three of them by the end of the generation

have a child with a service sim +1 point

1+ per child

have a child that has a hidden trait +1 point

-0.5 point if the children you have do not have a hidden trait

kick out your child(ren) after they become YA +1 point

no points will be deducted if you decide to have them remain in the household, 0.5+ for each child you send off if you have multiple children

marry a service sim +1

have a part time job

GENERATION NINE POINT FIVE: FIREFIGHTER (AMBITIONS)

GEN NINE POINT FOUR GOALS:

reach the top of the firefighter career 1+ point

-1 if you do not reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

get the key to the city +1 point

master athletic skill +1 point

master handiness skill +1 point

-1 point for each skill you don’t master before your child(ren) are YA

marry a service sim +1 point

woohoo, and have kids +1

1+ per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

rescue five sims from fires 0.5+ point

put out ten fires 0.5+ point

get a hidden trait 0.5+ point

GENERATION TEN: OFFICER

GEN TEN GOALS:

join the law enforcement career 1+ point

max logic skill +1 point

max painting skill +1 point

max athletic skill +1 point

-1 point if the skill is not mastered before your child(ren) are YA

become best friends with a co-worker +1 point

have at least two kids +1 point

+1 per child

get married +1 point

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

have a best friend forever 0.5+ point

have at least two friends 0.5+ point

have a fight with a burglar and win 0.5+ point

GENERATION TEN POINT FIVE: INVESTIGATOR (AMBITIONS)

GEN TEN POINT FIVE GOALS:

join the investigator profession 1+ point

snoop ten locations +1 point

write five papers on your findings +1 point

reach the top of your career +1 point

-1 point if you don’t reach this goal before your child(ren) are YA

get married and have children +1

1+ per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

snoop around and follow the sim of your dreams 0.5+ point

go through at least five garbage cans and five mailboxes 0.5+ point

don’t marry until you are an adult 0.5+

adopt a child 0.5+

GENERATION ELEVEN: DOCTOR

GEN ELEVEN GOALS:

join the medical career 1+ point

max the logic skill +1 point

-1 point if skill is not mastered by the time your child(ren) are YA

befriend boss and parents +1 point

get married and have kids +1 point

1+ per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

give a sim medical advice 0.5+ point

determine gender of a pregnant sim 0.5+ point

befriend all co-workers 0.5+ point

give vaccinations to at least ten sims 0.5+ point (ambitions)

marry someone you vaccinated (ambitions)

GENERATION TWELVE: SCIENTIST

GEN TWELVE GOALS:

join the science career 1+ point

master gardening skill +1 point

master handiness skill +1 point

-1 point for each skill not mastered before child(ren) are YA

reach level 10 of the science career +1 point

-1 if goal is not reached before child(ren) are YA

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

Resurrect two ghosts 0.5+ point

GENERATION TWELVE POINT FIVE: INVENTOR (AMBITIONS)

GEN TWELVE POINT FIVE GOALS:

become a registered inventor 1+ point

master the inventing skill +1 point

master the handiness skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not mastered before child(ren) are YA

invent 10 toys +1 point

0.5+ for every toy made, 0.5- for every toy not made before child(ren) are YA

collect scrap ten times from the junk yard 1+ point

blow up things twice in public +1 point

have a kid through the time machine

1+ per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

have a death flower in your inventory at all times 0.5+ point

make one of your kids have the genius trait 0.5+ point

get married 0.5+

marry a simbot or a best friend 0.5+

GENERATION THIRTEEN: CHEF

GEN THIRTEEN GOALS:

join the culinary career 1+ point

reach the top of your career +1 point

-1 if this goal is not reached before your child(ren) are YA

master the cooking skill +1 point

master gardening skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not maxed before child(ren) are YA

marry a sim with the natural cook trait +1 point

-1 point if you marry a sim that doesn’t have the natural cook trait

have three kids +1 point

+1 per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

collect all recipes

cook all meals for the family

GENERATION THIRTEEN POINT FIVE: GHOST HUNTER (AMBITIONS)

GEN THIRTEEN POINT FIVE GOALS:

join the ghost hunting profession 1+ point

reach the top of your career +1 point

-1 if this goal is not reached before your child(ren) are YA

master the logic skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not maxed before child(ren) are YA

catch at least thirty ghosts +1 point

convince at least ten ghosts to move on +1 point

marry and have kids +1 point

1+ per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

marry a ghost 0.5+ point

have a ghost child 0.5+ point

learn ambrosia 0.5+ point

GENERATION THIRTEEN POINT SEVEN: BARTENDER

GEN THIRTEEN POINT SEVEN GOALS:

master mixology skill 1+ point

master cooking skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not maxed before your child(ren) are YA

buy a bar +1 point

reach level five of the gardening skill

have a kid and get married +1 point

1+ per child

GENERATION THIRTEEN: CHEF

GEN THIRTEEN GOALS:

join the culinary career 1+ point

reach the top of your career +1 point

-1 if this goal is not reached before your child(ren) are YA

master the cooking skill +1 point

master gardening skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not maxed before child(ren) are YA

marry a sim with the natural cook trait +1 point

-1 point if you marry a sim that doesn’t have the natural cook trait

have three kids +1 point

+1 per kid

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

collect all recipes

cook all meals for the family

GENERATION FOURTEEN: COLLECTOR

GEN FOURTEEN GOALS:

get married and have kids 1+ point

have two kids with different people +1 point

do not get a job +1 point

-1 if you get a job of any sort (full time, profession, part time, etc)

spouse can get a job, but you can’t

do not help kids with homework or teach them toddler skills +1 point

have a child with another sim and move them into the household +1 point

read 15 books +1 point

0.5+ for each book you finish

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

collect all gems +0.5 point

collect all bugs 0.5+ point

collect rocks/meteor rocks 0.5+ point

transfigure five stones/gems +0.5 point

don’t change dirty diapers

flirt with three sims in the town

do not wash or clean the house at all

own a pet (pets)

GENERATION FOURTEEN POINT FIVE: ALL OVER

GEN FOURTEEN POINT FIVE GOALS:

start and quit three different jobs 1+ point

reach level five of a skill that is required for those jobs +1 point

meet at least one coworker from each job +1 point

have a child with two different sims +1 point

+1 point per child

flirt with at least three sims

GENERATION FOURTEEN POINT SEVEN: ANIMAL LOVER

GEN FOURTEEN POINT SEVEN GOALS:

don’t get a job unless it involves animals 1+ point

observe at least five wild animals +1 point

get four types of sub animals (parrots, snakes, etc.) +1 point

own at least three cats throughout your life +1 point

own at least thee dogs throughout your life +1 point

own at least one horse throughout your life +1 point

no penalty if pet goal cannot be reached

be best friends with at least five of your animals +1 point

get married and have kids with two different people +1 point

+1 per child

play with your animals everyday +1 point

GENERATION FIFTEEN: TOGETHER AS ONE

GEN FIFTEEN GOALS:

have two children from previous heir adopt one child sim 1+ point

have both heirs have at least one child +1 point

+1 per child

have both heirs join the military career +1 point

have both heirs master the athletic skill +1 point

-1 if skill is not maxed before child(ren) are YA

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

Buy two businesses (one for each heir) 0.5+ point

complete heirs’ LTW

GENERATION FIFTEEN POINT FIVE: STYLIST/DESIGNER

GEN FIFTEEN GOALS:

have the two heirs from the parent of the previous gen become a stylist and architectural designer 1+ point

have both heirs have at least one child +1 point

max out required skills for both professions +1 point

-1 point if skill is not mastered by the time child(ren) are YA

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

know at least 20 people 0.5+ point

become best friends with one of your clients for each heir 0.5+ point

buy a business together 0.5+ point

GENERATION SIXTEEN: SUPERNATURAL

GEN SIXTEEN GOALS:

become a supernatural (witch, wolf, vampire, etc) 1+ point

if turned into a vampire, feed from ten different sims +1 point

0.5+ if you turn a sim into a vampire

same applies if you are a wolf, 0.5+ for each sim turned into a wolf

master at least five skills +1 point

-1 for each skill out of the five not reached before child(ren) are YA

have an alchemy station +1 point

marry a supernatural sim of your choice and have kids +1 point

0.5+ point for each kid that turns out as a supernatural, +1 per child born

have the fortune telling career and reach the top of it +1 point

-1 if goal is not reached before child(ren) are YA

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

learn all elixirs 0.5+ point

learn all spells (if you are a witch/fairy) 0.5+ point

master broom riding skill +0.5 point

have a baby with all supernatural types 0.5+ point

public woohoo in at least five different spots 0.5+ point

GENERATION SIXTEEN POINT FIVE: INTO THE FUTURE

GEN SIXTEEN POINT FIVE GOALS:

become best friends with your imaginary friend (if you have one) 1+ point (generations)

turn the imaginary friend into a real person +1 point (generations)

max the logic skill +1 point

-1 for skill not reached before child(ren) are YA

marry the imaginary friend and travel to the future together +1 point

change the future to all future types (dystopian, utopian, normal) +1 point

master all future skills (advanced technology, laser rhythmicon, etc) +1 point

-1 for each skill not reached before child(ren) are YA

check the lottery numbers in the future then go back to the present to win +1

genetically engineer at least one child +1 point

have kids +1 point

+1 per child born

OPTIONAL GOALS:

visit your ancestors at least three times 0.5+ point

buy a house in the future 0.5+ point

gain all legacy statues 0.5+ point

create three plumbots 0.5+ point

own all future technology 0.5+ point

GENERATION SEVENTEEN: ISLAND LIFE

GEN SEVENTEEN GOALS:

become a lifeguard and reach the top of the career 1+ point

-1 if goal is not met before child(ren) are YA

master the athletic skill +1 point

master the charisma skill +1 point

master the diving skill +1 point

-1 point for each skill not mastered before child(ren) are YA

meet and have a child with a mermaid (you don’t have to marry them) +1 point

+1 per child

visit a resort 0.5+ point

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

own a resort and get it to five stars 0.5+ point

earn 40,000 in resort funds 0.5+ point

become a mermaid 0.5+ point

explore all dive locations 0.5+ point

fight a shark and survive 0.5+ point

join the scuba diver profession and reach the top of it +1 point

GENERATION EIGHTEEN: UNIVERSITY

GEN EIGHTEEN GOALS:

take the aptitude test and scholarship forms and head off to university +1 point

finish a degree +1 point

make at least five friends 1+ point

get all A’s +2 point

-0.5 point for every grade that isn’t an A at the end of the term

kiss someone while juiced 0.5+ point

go to or host three parties 0.5+ point

own a social networking blog and get to five stars +1 point

master social networking skill +1 point

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

protest four times about different causes +0.5 point

protest about death and be revived 0.5+ point

max the street art skill 0.5+ point

max out every influence 0.5+ point

complete more than one degree +2 point

become or fall in love with a plant sim +1 point

have a baby with a plantsim +1 point

join a career that’s boosted by your degree(s) when done with university 0.5+ point

reach the top of that career +1 point

play juice pong twice +0.5 point

GENERATION NINETEEN: SEASONS

GEN NINETEEN GOALS:

go to every festival for each season at least once +1 point

-1 point for each festival you miss

change the weather with the weather totem three times +1 point

get abducted by aliens +1 point

if male, get pregnant by aliens, 0.5+ bonus

have a sim die from weather exposure (heat, cold, etc) +1 point

participate in all activities at each festival +1 point

GENERATION TWENTY: SHOWTIME

GEN TWENTY GOALS:

become a magician, acrobat, or singer +1

have the natural born performer trait +1

have at least seven gigs +1

-1 if you do not complete this goal by the time your child(ren) are YA

reach the top of your career +1

-1 if you do not complete this goal by the time your child(ren) are YA

busk on the street for tips once or twice a week +1

have three flings, with one of them resulting in a pregnancy

0.5+ if each fling results in a pregnancy

have at least one child +1

+1 per child

OPTIONAL OBJECTIVES:

get the genie lamp and make two wishes 0.5+ point

use your last wish to free the genie 0.5+ point

have a child with a genie 0.5+ point

FOR REITERATION:

+1 for goals reached for each generational goal

-1 for goals not reached for each generation goal

+1 per child for each generation

+0.5 for extra generational goals

+2 for some special generational goals

-2 for some special generational goals

if there are any issues, questions, or any suggestions for this challenge, let me know and happy simming!

credits to: angelofafallen, theusernamefound for the original DITFT and updated DITFT challenges

#sims gameplay #the sims 3 #sims 3 #differences in the family tree #ditft challenge #ts3 gameplay #ts3 #sims 3 challenge #legacy challenge

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The Howling of Claw Creek Forest, Chapter One

Chapter One: Hide and Seek

Rating: Mature, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Werewolf!Walter Marshall x Reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Series Summary: You live in a small town called Claw Creek, surrounded by a deep, dark forest. Since you were a kid, an urban legend of the creature in the woods has been told. If the distant howls at night and mutilated livestock are anything to go by, you fear the stories to be true.

Chapter Summary: After a curfew is set in place, you and your best friend sneak out past the town border for a drunken game of hide and seek. What could go wrong?

Warnings: drinking, peril, mention of blood

A/N: A special thank you to @peyton-warren for being my lovely beta and soundboard for this.

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Cover Art by me

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“C’mon, girl. You need to get out of the house for more than just work and the coffee shop. Look, we’ll even stay in town. Just please don’t make me stay in and watch The Great British Bake Off again. Paul Hollywood’s eyes still haunt my dreams.” Your best friend drapes herself against the couch in a dramatic show of boredom.

“Liv, you’re the one that agreed to wine and TV. So, what? You wanna hit the bar now?” You guess, sitting on the arm of the couch.

“Yuck. No way. I was thinking of something much more exciting. But you gotta agree to it before we go. That’s the deal.” She props her head up on her fists, while she lays on her stomach, letting her feet swing in the air back and forth. As innocent as she looks, you knew better.

But then again, you could always go for a little adventure.

And that is how you ended up in a clearing in Claw Creek Forest with Olivia, a heart full of optimism, and a six-pack of Jack Daniels Watermelon Punch. By the time you are halfway done with your second bottle, the sounds of the night are almost calming. Crickets are chirping, owls are hooting, and leaves are rustling in the light wind that tickles your neck.

You’re downing the rest of your drink and looking up into the sky when Liv suddenly stands up with a look that can only mean one thing. She’s got a terrible idea that she thinks is genius.

You decide to stop her before she even starts, “Girl, whatever idea just popped into your head after two wine coolers is not gonna be as brilliant as you think it is. Just say it so I can turn it down.” You twist off the top of your third bottle and look up at the defeated face of your best friend.

“Damn, way to try and spoil all the fun. I just wanted to have a chugging contest.” She sits down on the fallen log next to you and grabs the last bottle from the cardboard pack. She twists off the top and you nudge her with your elbow before winking at her.

You smile at each other before bringing your bottles to your lips. The rush of the bubbly drinks makes you both stop every few sips to breathe and burp a little. But in the end, you finish your bottle first and shoot up off the log to slam down your empty bottle.

The moment you are upright, the blood rushes to your head and you instantly feel ten times more drunk. A few seconds later, you feel like you even out and you can hear Liv’s laughing as she falls backward off the log and her drink goes flying. You crumple to the ground, laughing your ass off, until she pops up over the log with a small scowl on her face.

“Oh, you think that’s funny, huh?” She stands up and brushes off her pants before picking up her now empty bottle along with yours. Her little attitude is adorable, but you don’t dare say that. As she walks past you, she doesn’t look at you.

“Olivia, don’t be like that. Come on, girl. We’re having a good time! I don’t want it to end. Please?” You’re not too proud to beg, and she’s not the only one who can pout charmingly.

When she turns around, the first thing she does is look at your pout and scoff, “OK, fine. But I’m only staying if we play a game of hide and seek. It’s spooky season, after all. Well, technically, in my head it’s always spooky season, but you get it.”

“You wanna play hide and seek...in the woods...in the dead of night...drunk?” You hoped there was enough moonlight so that she could see the incredulous look on your face.

Wiggling her eyebrows, Liv bites her bottom lip and says, “All of those things together are so perfect. We’re drunk. It’s nighttime. Spoo-ooky woods all around. Come on, babe, the kid versions of us would be so proud to say we weren’t too scared to play hide and seek as adults with barely any wits about us.” As soon as she finishes speaking, the cutest little hiccup escapes her, and you can’t help but laugh and shake your head.

“Fine! But I’m hiding first. Count to 30 so my drunk ass can find a good spot around here. And don’t cheat, Liv!” You direct her to face a tree and cover her eyes so she cannot sneak a peek at where you are going. You also make her count loudly so that she can barely hear your footsteps crunching over the leaves.

Even drunk, you are surprised you can think of all that. You back up slowly, turning around to run in a full sprint in the opposite direction. When the tree cover blocks out the light of the moon, you slow down and pull out your phone to use the flashlight to light up your way.

You don’t know if you got very far in 30 seconds or if Liv just stopped counting, but you can’t hear her anymore. You turn off your flashlight so she can’t use that to find you. You tip-toe forward in case she has gotten closer to you. You find a tree with large roots above ground and decide to try and hide in the little alcove it is shaped into.

But something catches your eye. At first, you think someone is shining a flashlight or something a bit away from you. But flashlights don’t usually blink, do they? But if you can remember correctly, you’ve seen those glowing yellow eyes before.

And now they were slowly moving toward you. The glow of the moon illuminated dark fur covering pointed ears and a muzzle that only hid its teeth for a moment. As those fangs came into view, a billow of hot breath turned into a smoke cloud in the frigid night air. The sudden huff of the beast made you realize you weren’t moving. You were standing stock-still while an imposing wolf thought about making you into its dinner.

Turning on a dime, you begin to run further into the forest. Not looking where you were going, you didn’t see the pile of rocks in your path. Your right foot slips, and you fall face-first onto the unyielding ground. You grunt as your head connects with a sharp stone. Your head starts to swim as you try to lift yourself to continue running, another huff directly behind you scares you enough to flip over onto your back.

Ringing starts in your ears, and you suddenly feel light-headed. You start to hyperventilate as the wolf comes closer. As tunnel vision closes in, you think you hear it whine softly. The last thing you feel is a wet snout against your temple and then nothingness.

What was once the sensation of cold wetness is replaced by warmth as you start to regain consciousness. You reach a hand up to your forehead and feel a wet cloth being pressed against your temple. When your hand touches what is holding it there, your eyes shoot open, and you try and scuttle away.

A firm hand grips your shoulder, and you find it hard to move. Turning your head slowly, you first look at the hand that holds you down. Thick fingers clutch your joint tightly, and the connected veiny forearm is covered in a smattering of dark chocolate hair. Even under an old woolen sweater, you can see the outline of a sizable bicep. The broad chest breathing heavily under that sweater triggers the onset of hyperventilation until the hand that was holding your shoulder moves away.

When a warm palm touches your jaw, your eyes threaten to close. But when a thumb brushes your cheek, you finally lock eyes with...an angel?

You can’t tell if the dimly lit room you are in is fuzzy or if you have a concussion. But if you were a betting person, your money would be on head trauma. Because there was no way he positioned himself in front of a light to have a slight glow about him. Maybe that just works like that?

Deep cocoa brown curls are about ear-length on his head, but a few unruly strands are hanging above his slightly raised brow. Concerned aquamarine eyes with a touch of brown in the left iris aren’t enough to hide the growing bags under them. A strong nose sits in the center of his face. And a small, yet inviting, mouth is outlined by a dark beard speckled with a few greys here and there.

“...best you lie back down.” The stranger speaks and you only catch the last bit of it because you were looking at his pretty face.

“I...,” You start, your hoarse voice causing you to clear your throat, “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“I said, it’s probably best you lie back down. You’ve got quite a lump on your head. If I hadn’t found you when I did, who knows what could have happened?” With one hand grabbing for the warm compress, his other hand guides you back down to lay your head on a soft pillow.

“Found me? Was there a wolf near me? He was huge and he chased after me and then I slipped and hit my head. And where am I? Where are we right now? Who are you? I need to get back to my friend.” Your words exit your mouth hastily as if you are in a rush to get the hell out of...wherever this is.

“Try and stay calm. Yes, I found you not far from the trail. I didn’t see a wolf anywhere, though,” He pauses quickly, but picks right back up where he left off, “Ehm, my name is Walter. Walter Marshall. We’re in my cabin, just outside of Claw Creek. I didn’t see your friend anywhere but, as soon as this swelling goes down a bit, I can take you into town.” Walter speaks clearly and smoothly, his voice is dark yet pacifying, but it’s obvious that he doesn’t enjoy talking.

“I guess I should give you my name,” You rattle off your name, and Walter nods, “I’d like to say it’s nice to meet you, Walter. But considering the circumstances of our meeting, this could have gone a lot differently. Not the way I hoped to end the night.” You laugh, mostly to yourself.

“I should hope not. When I found you, you were still bleeding a bit. I was able to stitch you up and get you cleaned up. But I’d probably go and see a doctor first thing in the morning.” Walter suggests in a strong tone.

“Thank you, Walter. I hate to think what would’ve happened to me had you not shown up when you did.” Your bottom lip quivers as you think the worst.

“Hey. You’re stronger than you think. And the swelling has gone down some. Why don’t we get you back to town where you can get more rest?” Walter pats your shoulder and gets up from the chair he was sitting in.

Your eyes follow him as he moves about the cabin. You realize that you hadn’t looked around before, so focused on him previously. It’s a nice, cozy place. Full of warm, rich colors and various little knickknacks on shelves. It lacks a woman’s touch, so to speak, what with all the antlers and not enough candles to cover the smell of a man. However, it suits the man who lives here.

Grabbing a set of keys, Walter comes back to where you lay on the couch in the center of the room. He gently and slowly helps you up and off the soft furniture and guides you to his truck parked outside. He helps you into the passenger side, shutting the door when you’re seated, and walks around the front to get in the driver’s side. Turning the key in the ignition, the truck rumbles to life and you are on your way home.

You’re rubbing your hands together and shoving them into your coat pockets before Walter gets the hint to turn on the heat. It’s only a couple of minutes before it is warm enough to be comfortable.

The drive down the tree-lined road is mostly silent, save for the low music playing on the radio. Walter points out where he found you and you almost can’t believe you made it that far on foot when you reach the edge of town. But you were drunkenly competitive, so you had your eyes on the prize.

Once you make it to town, you pass a curfew checkpoint and Walter supplies the officer with a story about how you two lost track of time while out of town. You thank him for the cover and direct him to stop at Olivia’s house to make sure she got home safely. Of course, you told him it was your place, and that Liv was your roommate.

As handsome as he was, serial killers come in all shapes and sizes and no way were you giving this man your actual address. You’d apologize to Liv later.

Once he stopped outside of her house, you went to unbuckle yourself and thank Walter for all his help. Protocol for this type of situation eluded you, so when you went for the door handle, you weren’t expecting his voice to stop you.

“Do me a favor and be careful from now on. No more late-night drinking in the forest. It can be a dangerous place." His calm smile brings out the most adorable dimples and you resist the urge to poke them.

“I promise. Scout’s honor. No more drunk forest parties. Thank you again for everything.” You place your hand on his arm and squeeze before exiting the truck and waving as you walk up the pathway to Liv’s house.

The light on the porch turns on and your best friend rushes out and hugs you tightly, bringing you in from the cold as Walter drives off into the night. Once you are in the warmth of her home, she takes your coat and prepares you a cup of tea. She asks who brought you home and you tell her about your ordeal.

When she asked if he was cute, you shouldn’t have been surprised but you still giggled bashfully. She also playfully swats you when you mention that you didn’t get his number. But that’s fine because at least you have his name.

Once she deems you safe enough to be on your own, she drives you the few streets over to your home and has you promise to call her in the morning. You take off your boots at the door, remove your coat, and start to sling it over the back of one of your dining room chairs. As you look closer at your coat, you make a note to take it to the cleaners tomorrow.

You survey the coat for any damage to the fabric and thankfully it just looks a bit dirty. You begin to wipe it with your hand and notice that it’s not all dirt on the coat. You can’t be sure, but if you had to guess what was on the sleeve and collar of the coat, you would say it was dog hair.

Coarse, short dark-colored hairs that when you hold them under a lamp look to be an inky brown. You try and stop yourself from jumping to conclusions, but it is almost impossible not to do that very thing. If these truly were what you thought they were, that means that you didn’t hallucinate that giant wolf. He was there with you, and he didn’t eat you.

You decided to get to the bottom of this. You’d schedule a check-up with your doctor in the morning. And after that, you would go back into the woods.

In search of the wolf? Possibly. In search of the truth? Definitely.

There was only one place to start. At Walter Marshall’s front door.

To be continued...

A/N: Walter is finally in the story!! Yay. I really hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

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