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The Bikini Bottom Legacy

Hi Guys! Oooooo🎙️🎶🎵🎼🧜🏽‍♀️! My name is SirenSims & I have been thinking for a long while about a legacy challenge that I could create that was a bit different from the other challenges I have been seeing. So I thought about the personalities of the Spongebob Squarepants Characters, and so The Bikini Bottom Legacy was formed! There are a ton of personalities to play with in the Sims 3. So this Legacy will help you discover those and have some juicy Storylines to keep it engaging! It was hard to pick just 10 archetypes, and some of these features I’ve never used before so I’m excited to try this out!

If you decide to do this, tag me thesirensims or bikinibottomlegacy so I can see! And feel free to let me know what you think. This is my first challenge so if there are things I could do differently/better let me know!

Important! - This Challenge is not Basegame only, if you find a way to convert it to Basegame or to the Sims 2, Please tag me! I would love to see that! Also, This Challenge is Story Driven to help it not get boring fast. So try to stick to the required storylines as needed. And please do not use the money or needs Cheats in this challenge if you can manage ( Makes it more fun IMO) <3

And without further ado, the challenge.

Generation 1 - SpongeBob Squarepants

You have a heart of gold and just want to make others happy with your Cooking! Your Family raised you to be positive, helpful & friendly (even to your detriment!). Moving into a new town you bring light, laughter, and good food. You bought a two-story tiny house for you and your feline friend (Cat with any G name you want). You made two best friends, one Grumpy and one Lazy ( Make them in CAS or find sims with those traits in town). By the time you reach level 6 or 7 seven of your Culinary Career, you feel like spreading your love by extending your family. So you adopt a kid-aged sim ( Easily Impressed & Couch Potatoe Trait required). At this point you know everyone in town & go out whenever you are invited (despite the inconvenience). You have a lot of experiences on your belt and you boast a jellyfish you caught yourself and a few different Butterfly Species you collected on days off (atleast 3 types). You end your life as a wise Chef that people can't help but love!

Traits Needed - (You can use This mod to add more traits if you want, or just choose 5. Natural cook and childish being required.) Natural Cook, Childish, Cat Person, Easily Impressed, Good, Workaholic, Neat, Lucky.

Lifetime Wish - Celebrated Five Star Chef

Career Needed - Culinary (Specifically a Dinner, not the Bistro)

Recommended Town - Any European World You like or Monte Vista.

Aesthetic Color - Yellow (Pastel, Golden, Sunshine, etc...)

Create A Sim Addons - Freckles and or Moles. Bunny or Buck Teeth (Using Sliders and Teeth CC). Blonde hair with any race of sim. Blue Eyes. Uniform for Everyday Outfit (Colored in red, white, and khaki brown). Sim's name must start with Sv or Sp (Otherwise call them a Variant of Bob or Bobbie).

Favorite Food - Burgers (Obviously LOL)

Favorite Music - Island Life

Zodiac Sign - Sagittarius

Voice Pitch - High (Male or Female)

Charity - Give up to $5,000 to charity.

Starter Money - $1,500 (After Decorating or just struggling with bare necessities)

Romance - Meet a Mermaid or Scientist and marry them.

Pet Goal - Become Best Friends with Cat.

Heir - Adopt a sims of child age.

Get up to level 4 or up to 7 in Martial arts skill.

Max the Chef Skill and Charisma Skill.

Brighten 10 Sims day.

Generation 2 - Patrick Star

You have a soft place in your heart for your parents. Especially the one that adopted you, because life was hard before you met them. You only moved out of their home after you became an adult since you were so comfy. You miss their cooking and how they accepted you for who you are. But since they passed, it's been hard to look at the walls of bright yellow memories. You move into a tiny house or apartment because you don't require a lot to live comfortably. People expect a lot from you, however, you don't have the same work ethic as your parents. You start off as a Day Spa attendant for the perks and to help others relax and have a good time. You go to clubs every weekend and get sloshed. You even have a one night-stand or three. As a hobby, you love to fish (Maybe you could do it for money one day). You just want to relax and live free. Can you survive on a reckless low-maintenance lifestyle?

Traits Needed - Couch Potatoe, Childish, Easily Impressed, Party-Animal, Slob, Absent-Minded, Heavy Sleeper or Angler.

Lifetime Wish - Master Romancer or Presenting the Perfect Private Aquarium.

Career Needed - You can either become a self-employed fisherman or Only work in Part-time Jobs (Specifically the Spa Career).

Recommended Town - Any Island or City World You Like, or Pleasant View

Aesthetic Color - Pink ( Pastel, Hot pink, Rose Gold, etc...)

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must have a few Moles and maybe even a scar. Give sim Pink Hair. Sim must have a fat or thick body type due to years of eating a lot. Beach style or Beach theme party outfit for Everyday wear. Have a piercing or two and tattoos once you become a teen/adult. Sim`s name must start with Pat (Can also be a variant of Patrick or Patricia).

Favorite Food - Tri Tip Steak

Favorite Music - Beach Party

Zodiac Sign - Aquarius

Romance - Have some one-night stands.

Heir - A baby you had because of a one night. (Must have the traits - Grumpy and Artistic)

Charity - Give up to $2,500 to charity in honor of Last Gen Founder.

Catch 3 different Types of Butterflies.

Throw at least 3 Successful Parties.

Visit Parents grave once a week to mourn.

Brighten 5 sims day.

Generation 3 - Squidward Tentacles

Your Parent was definitely not strict, but they gave you so much freedom that you ended up resenting them and the rest of the town. Their lack of attentiveness caused you to fall off a slide and break your nose, as a preteen, so you had to get it fixed. However, a mishap occurred at the plastic surgeon that made your nose a little longer than normal. You had to move to the City where people are as rude and isolated as you are. One thing that you do thank your parents for is their overbearing but consistent support of your love for Painting and music. Once settled in the new City you make one friend who is so positive you don't see them very often (On Purpose!). You also make an enemy on the first day that infuriates and intrigues you at the same time. Your Dream is to be a composer for Movies, but you`ll be happy just making a living in the arts in general. You hate Butterflies and Jellyfish cause they remind you of your Parent, but you do get a pet and name it after your Parent. (Maybe you do miss them). Hopefully, a life of semi-solitude will fulfill you and help you live your dreams.

Traits Needed - Grumpy, Loner, Artistic, Dislikes Children, Hot Headed, Snob.

Lifetime Wish - Master of Arts or Rockstar

Career Need - Hit Movie Composer or Self-Employed Artist.

Recommended Town - Any City town you want or Bridgeport.

Aesthetic Color - Irish Green (Light green, Pastel, soft green hue, etc...)

Create A Sim Addons - Give Sim a longer Nose. Allow the sim to have a grunge aesthetic with brown and green colors. Sims' hair can also be colored or highlighted a shade of green. Sim can have a nose piercing and one to two tattoos.

Favorite Food - Philly Cheesesteak

Favorite Music - Classical

Zodiac Sign - Aries

Romance - Enemies to lovers (You can have a love child or get married and have a baby accidentally)

Heir - An accidental baby (Must have traits - Frugal and Mooch)

Max any instrument skill in the slowest time possible (Reach lvl 10 as an elder!)

Reach at least Lvl 6 in Cooking skill.

Join or start a band and host at least 1 SUCCESFUL performance (Getting over 100-300 Simoleans in tips)

Heckle at least 5 different sims.

Generation 4 - Eugene H. Krabs

Even though your Parent did not plan for you, you still had an okay childhood. To make up for the distant Parenting you grew an attachment to the idea of Financial stability. Your parent loved their dream more than providing for the family. You plan to never make that mistake! You are brilliant at selling things and decided to move to an island. This was a strategic move to sell more modern things to natives who live in older comfort. You have a love for food like your grandparents that caused you to sell muffins and lemonade in your childhood. Now as an adult, you are considering being either a Restauranteer or Hotel Mogul. You will use anyone for a quick buck, causing you to sell out your best childhood friend, making them a lifelong nemesis. Despite your success, you feel lonely and have love hidden in your heart that you want to share. So you adopt a girl toddler that looks nothing like you. You shower her with love and even a bit of your money (Through kicking and screaming!). At the apex of your career and wealth, you feel a hole in your heart only a warm body could fill. You meet a sim that makes you feel romantic and alive, you spend some time wooing them. And although it didn't work out, you can look back on your life and say you loved every bit of it.

Traits Needed - Born Salesman, Frugal, Mooch, Ambitious, Natural Cook, Lucky

Lifetime Wish - Swimming in Cash or Resort Empire

Career Need - Self-Employed Resort Owner, or Own The Bistro & Diner

Recommended Town - Any Island World you Like or Isla Paradiso

Aesthetic Color - Green

Create A Sim Addons - Sim has a pudge due to eating well when they made meals. Sim must dye their hair red by Young Adulthood. Sim must wear a suit with blue colors.

Favorite Food - Waffles

Favorite Music - Electronica

Zodiac Sign - Libra

Romance - Fall for someone Older ( One Life State Above Yours - Adult or Elder)

Heir - An adopted Toddler (Must have Traits - Snob & Dramatic)

Mooch over 100 Simoleans from one sim.

Reach Cooking lvl 10.

Only shop with Coupons.

Never buy anything over 300 Simoleans.

Generation 5 - Pearl Krabs

You loved your childhood and your Single parent. You love the life that you were afforded and you have no desire to give it up. You are a bit of a brat, but that's only because you're a star (Obviously). You plan to make it big in the movies and keep up the family legacy by keeping up the money. So of course you move back to the city of dreams your grandparents used to live in. However, that might be hard considering your eclectic taste in decore and cars. Hopefully, a high-paying profession will make up for your purchases. Despite your Big Features, you`re attractive to most sims around, and you take advantage of this by starting an affair with a wealthy celeb. Hey don't judge, we only mess with sims that impress us. Maybe we will settle down with that same sim one day, or maybe another (😉). During your 7th year as an actress (Level 7), you remember your Parent and what they did for you. So in a moment of passion, you adopted a smart kid and funded their dreams the way your Parent did for you.

Traits Needed - Snob, Dramatic, Schmoozer, Star Quality, Irresistible, Great Kisser

Lifetime Wish - Lifestyle of The Rich & Famous or Superstar Actor

Career Need - Actor or Socialite (Find Socialite Career Here)

Recommended Town - Any City World you Like or Anne Arbor

Aesthetic Color - Hot Pink

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must have Blonde hair despite race. Sim must have some big features and a shapely body type. Must wear Girly pink dresses. Sim must have blue eyes and bangs.

Favorite Food - Lobster Thermidor

Favorite Music - Pop

Zodiac Sign - Leo

Romance - Have an Affair with Married Celebrity. Marry a Celebrity (It can be the one you had an affair with if you like)

Heir - Adopt a child sim. (Must have Traits - Genius & Computer Whiz)

Befriend at least 4 Celebrity sims.

Have one Scandal.

Dance on table at the Club at least once.

Generation 6 - Sandy Cheeks

You love your Mother for how she supported your dreams. It gave you a leg up in school and allowed you to have some fun while studying in University, You have a logical yet fun spirit that leads you to make the world better using science. You have the spirit of your great-greatx2 grandparent. This pushes you to help others and make advances to make others' lives easier. You have a love of your body that was shared with your mom. However, you take to a different place by learning Martial arts. You gain a high level in that skill during a trip to China. China is where you also find the love of your life (another martial artist) and bring them home with you after a small wedding ceremony in their community. As you advance in your Career as a scientist, you feel further fulfilled by teaching sims martial arts on the side. You cap off your life (aka level 7 of the science career) by making your own offspring. You have a plant-sim baby. This decision will change the lives of others down the line. Was this unnatural child a mistake?

Traits Needed - Handy, Eccentric, Disciplined, Genius, Computer Whiz, Green Thumb

Lifetime Wish - Scientific Specialist or Martial Arts Master

Career Need - Science

Recommended Town - Any Town World or Riverview

Aesthetic Color - Lilac

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must have light brown hair. Light brown eyes. Sim should have buck teeth (which can be simulated using sliders and bunny teeth cc). Sim if a woman must be slim thicc (Small waist, medium boobs, big butt). Sim can wear glasses if you want to show their intelligence that way.

Favorite Food - Grilled Cheese

Favorite Music - Geek Rock

Zodiac Sign - Virgo

Romance - A martial artist from China ( Have a whirlwind romance that ends in marriage before the trip ends).

Heir - Plant-Sim (Must have traits - Evil & Bot Fan)

Max the science skill.

Make your Imaginary friend real.

Have a collection of animals. (Turtles, and other small pets)

Max the Martial Arts Skill.

Max the Yoga & Meditation Skill (Here is the Yoga Mod)

Generation 7 - Sheldon J. Plankton

You lived in a level of solitude, as your hero parents were not into your brand of social interaction (Klepto and Mean Spirited behavior). Even though you were pretty smart, you still felt the need to take things that weren`t yours. Despite all of this, you somehow managed to be a scientific prodigy like your mom. You had a childhood friend that you had a bad betrayal from, and that sim became your nemesis for life. This betrayal made it hard for you to make friends. You decided to go to University online to hone your skills. After you graduate, you leave home and find a new job to reinvent yourself. So you join the Criminal career so you can become The Emperor of Evil. There's always been an emptiness in your soul that you fill with machines so you won't be alone. In the end, you live life with a robot who loves you and start a makeshift family from that union.

Traits Needed - Kleptomaniac, Evil, Computer Whiz, Eccentric, Bot Fan

Lifetime Wish - Emperor of Evil or More Than A Machine

Career Need - Criminal

Recommended Town -Any Country Town or Lunar Lakes ( You do not have to move for this gen)

Aesthetic Color - Green

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must keep a lean or skinny physique. You can use plant-sim skin and detail replacements. This sim can wear glasses if you like. Sim can wear shades of grey with either a suit or overalls (You decide their aesthetic)

Favorite Food - Hamburger

Favorite Music - Digitunes

Zodiac Sign - Cancer

Romance - Fall in Love with the Sim Bot you plan to make Sentient. ( Call simbot Karen)

Heir - Baby you had with Karen. (Must have Traits - Neurotic & Handy)

Steal candy from a baby.

Burn down a home.

Steal from at least 2 Homes.

Build the Perfect Simbot.

Generation 8 - Mrs. Puff

Growing up with an Evil parent and a stressed robotic mom didn't help the anxiety you were born with. You always had the uncomfortable feeling that something was going wrong. You helped yourself destress with food, which made you gain a plumb physique. To help you pass the time you gained an obsession with cars. Your evil parent was a mechanical genius and you learned to drive at a young age. You even knew how to fix vehicles as well. However, above all else, you have a knack for home decor and design. you became used to homes as you stayed inside often as a kid to avoid danger. It was your dream to become an interior designer. You find love unexpectedly with a younger wealthy sim. You have a love child by that sim. That boy was born brave and took care of you until you found inner strength.

Traits Needed - Neurotic, Unstable, Hopeless Romantic, Vehicle Enthusiastic, Handy, Frugal.

Lifetime Wish - Home Design Hotshot

Career Need - Interior Designer

Recommended Town - Any Comfy World You Like or Strawberry Acres (you do not have to move for this gen)

Aesthetic Color - Aqua

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must have a bigger body type (Not fit). Sim must have Platinum blonde Hair despite race. Sim must have Hazel eyes. Sim can wear an academia-style outfit with red blue and white color patterns.

Favorite Food - Cobbler

Favorite Music - Soul

Zodiac Sign - Capricorn

Romance - Get into a Relationship with a Wealthy Sim (Get pregnant from this relationship)

Heir - Baby Boy (Must have Traits - Brave & Loves to Swim)

Max the Handiness Skill.

Freak out on at least 2 Sims.

Build one Car.

Own 3 Cars apart from the one you built.

Make all appliances in your home unbreakable.

Generation 9 - Larry The Lobster

You didn't have much of a childhood, since you spent most of your time protecting your worrying Mother. You were a nice kid who never made friends until you were a young adult. You are all about helping people with their fitness and helping them have safe fun at the beach. So your best path was becoming a lifeguard. One day you get abducted by an alien (Do you become pregnant? Do you keep it?). This experience causes you to take life more seriously and makes you want to protect people even more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alternate Option; Instead of Alien pregnancy and a possible love story. You can find love with a mermaid sim.

Traits Needed - Athletic, Brave, Loves to Swim, Daredevil, Charisma, Good

Lifetime Wish - Perfect Mind/ Perfect Body or Seaside Savior

Career Need - Lifeguard

Recommended Town - Any Beach / Island World or Sunlit Tides

Aesthetic Color - Red

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must have Red hair and Green eyes. Sim must have an athletic build. Sim can have freckles. Sim can have a Scar or two. Sim must have Beach type of Attire for every day wear (For males an open shirt, for girls a crocheted top)

Favorite Food - Stu Surprise

Favorite Music - Hip Hop

Zodiac Sign - Scorpio

Romance - Fall in love with Alien or Mer Sim. (Have a half-alien or mermaid sim baby)

Heir - A Female Occult Sim (Preferably a mermaid, but it can be alien too). (Must have Traits - Adventurous and Shy)

Save at least 10 Sims (5 if you're trying to speed up the Challenge)

Break up with 2 Sims before Settling Down.

Host 3 Epic Parties. (Can be any type of Party)

Generation 10 - Princess Mindy

You grew up in a warm and loving home with a great father who believed in you and protected you. He emboldened you to follow your dreams. Now you want to travel the world and document it with your trusty camera. You have always loved taking pictures and having new experiences, even though you are shy. You want to break out of your shell and become a brave explorer. You are also a good person who always gains bravery from being able to help people. Maybe you will find love during your adventures. And if not who cares!! You`re In love with The Journey Anyway!

Traits Needed - Adventurous, Lucky, Photographer`s Eye, Shy, Good

Lifetime Wish - Seasoned Traveler or Grand Explorer

Career Need - Self Employed Photographer or Monarch (Find Monarch Career Mod Here)

Recommended Town - Any World you Like or Sunset Valley

Aesthetic Color - Turquoise

Create A Sim Addons - Sim must wear glasses. Sim must have Short Black hair. Sim can wear a girly top and a long jeans skirt.

Favorite Food - Kelp

Favorite Music - Island Life

Zodiac Sign - Pisces

Romance - Do whatever feels right to Finish your story!

Max the Photography Skill.

Collect 3 Butterflies (2 must be RARE)

Befriend 1 rich Sim.

Reach at least to lvl 6 or 7 of Model Skill.

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cerisahh · 2 days

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WHAT'S YOUR NICHE!

SYNOPSIS ꒱ fandoms that the saiki k characters would be in and what games/shows they enjoy.

REQUEST ꒱ what niche thing (fandom, shows etc.) would the saiki k characters like? - @hanjisungslag

CHARACTERS INCLUDED ꒱ saiki, kaidou, kuboyasu, nendou, hairo, teruhashi, aiura, yumehara

NOTE ꒱ hello j my dearest. enjoy your headcanons ♡

KUSOU SAIKI

• ok hear me out... minecraft.

• saiki likes the simplicity and how relaxing the game can be, he wears his germanium ring whilst playing so he can listen to the ingame music without being interrupted by voices in his vicinity.

• saiki managed to watch death note before he could get spoiled mentally. he guessed some of the plot before it happened but overall he really enjoyed it. his favourite character is L.

• very reluctantly watched attack on titan after kaidou found out he hadn't seen it (the entire plot got spoiled before he got a chance to watch it, why bother now?). despite knowing what would happen he actually enjoyed it. especially the animation. his favourite character is carla jeager because she reminds him of his mother.

• mindlessly watches documentaries. he's doing homework? there's a documentary playing in the background. cooking food? documentary playing on the tv. walking home from school? he's got headphones on and is listening to a documentary. NEVER nature documentaries though. he hates them.

SHUN KAIDOU

• no one on this earth could convince me that kaidou wouldn't be in a thousand and one fandoms.

• i'm talking warrior cats, undertale, my hero academia, five nights at freddy's, bottom of the barrel fandoms, THE cringiest fandoms and by proxy a cringe fanboy (he loves them though).

• he larps (live action role playing). probably founded a roleplay group in his area.

• plays overwatch and thinks he’s hot shit because he bought a diamond account.

• has an absolute temper tantrum when he actually plays on it and falls to bronze 2. tried to main reaper to further his jet black wings persona but got stuck on lucio when playing mystery heroes once and LOVED using him, so he decided to main him.

• AND HE CLIMBED TO SILVER 3!!! he’s getting out of the trenches.

AREN KUBOYASU

• aren would def play league of legends.

• and he gets TOXIC as hell. just says the most diabolical shit imaginable. he has multiple accounts because he gets banned all the time.

• aren is in a bunch of facebook groups about motorcycles. i think that’s the closest he’ll ever get to being in an actual fandom.

• i lied in the above text. he def plays final fantasy and keeps up with all the lore.

• oh and you just KNOW he’s into games like diablo 4, call of duty and gta. ESPECIALLY gta.

RIKI NENDOU

• nendou plays minecraft like as soon as he gets back from school.

• don't get me wrong nendou is a fucking moron -- but why can he build the most intricate builds ever??

• like actual mansions, castels, and manors... they're really good??????

• and yet at the same time he much prefers to create dirt huts and houses made out of pure diamond and gold blocks. whilst denying he went in creative.

• is a part of a lot of childrens cartoon fandoms. the amazing world of gumball, aspongebob sqaurepants, and my little pony (his favourite character is discord).

• still actively plays baldi's basics even though it died off years ago.

KINESHI HAIRO

• hairo isnt actually in many fandoms.

• i mean he's on the move all the time, he doesn't have time to be in fandoms.

• loved the first season of physical 100 so much that he applied to be on the second. (he got in?)

• plays fireboy and watergirl with nendou (hairo is wasd because nendou can only use the arrows).

• kind of still watches cartoons from his childhood (doraemon and wonderpets mostly)

• he does enjoy the occasional comedy movie from time to time - free guy, friday, deadpool, central intelligence, you get the picture.

• apart from that, yes not much.

KOKOMI TERUHASHI

• is one of those girls obsessed with the sims. spends more time in character creation and build mode then actually playing the game.

• has a THOUSAND mods installed, but she has a good pc (courtesy of her brother) so it still runs well.

• born to be a marvel girl, forced to play with barbie dolls.

• is really big on collecting monster high dolls. she scours bidding websites daily to check if a doll that she’s missing has been listed. also makes sure her profile is public on there, sometimes people recognise her and give it for a reduced price. or sometimes free! being the perfect pretty girl has its perks.

• owns all the monster high movies on dvd.

• her favourite character is cleo de nile. she wishes she could act like she does.

• plays love nikki religiously. owns a majority of the sets ingame and bases some of her irl outfits on clothes from it, it’s like her pinterest. she’s one of the richest players in her region.

• i actually don’t think i’ve mentioned this yet, but she really likes monster high.

MIKOTO AIURA

• aiura, when not reading fortunes, tends to spend her time playing horror games.

• she's really invested in scp lore and even created her own scp original character when she was twelve.

• HUGELY into true crime youtubers. buys those 'solve an unsolved murder' packages and discusses theories on reddit.

• used to watch judge judy as a child after food and it’s still ingrained into her routine. she invites yumehara over one night for a sleepover and basically forces a watch session on her:

“hm?” yumehara watches as aiura fluffs up two pillows on the floor in front of the television, “oh! are we going to watch a movie?”

aiura looks at her incredulously, mid-fluff on the second pillow, “no, chiyopipi. now we will watch judge judy. since i was so busy with work and school im a whole two seasons behind!”

yumehara squints at the elderly woman on screen, not at all looking forward to this, “how long is it?”

“oh a couple of hours at least!”

she’s lucky she brought plenty of snacks.

• obsessed with vampires and any media that’s vampire related, she thinks they’re the most attractive mythical creature. (objectively wrong, btw)

CHIYO YUMEHARA

• similarly to teruhashi, spends a lot of her time playing the sims. she enjoys puppeteering the sims so they do her bidding though... it gets weird.

• YANDERE SIMULATOR. was an OG player for SURE.

• used to be really popular in the gacha life community before she just lost all interest.

• flits from fixation to fixation, she never stays in one fandom for too long. it scares her to be still.

• yumehara is absolutely an anime girl. especially romance, but she also likes action anime’s.

• when she heard saiki and kaidou talking about attack on titan in class she decided to make an anime editing account on tiktok (it got successful) and she almost FAINTED when she saw kaidou showing the edit to saiki during class (he doesn’t know it’s her).

• saiki does though, he actually thinks she’s got nice editing skills. he’d rather lick a foot than tell her that though.

#cerisahhs requests #saiki k #kusuo saiki #saiki kusuo #saiki k headcanons #saiki kusou no psi nan #saiki no psi nan #the disastrous life of saiki k #tdlosk #shun kaidou #aren kuboyasu #riki nendou #aiura mikoto #teruhashi kokomi #yumehara chiyo #hairo kineshi

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townieandy · 9 months

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🐎 HANKERING FOR HARPER | A HORSE RANCH-INSPIRED BACHELOR CHALLENGE

Meet Harper Cardona, SimsBC TV's first cowboy Bachelor. Even with his slightly rugged exterior, Harper has a kind soul and a heart of gold ready to be won. Will you be the one?

Age: thirty-two (32)

Pronouns: he/they

Sexuality: bisexual

Traits: rancher, self-assured, loves outdoors

The second-oldest of four, Harper has lived on his family's ranch for all of his life, learning the ins-and-outs of living off the land and appreciating the hardships that come with it. While his other siblings got older and moved away from the country life, Harper was the one to stay, holding down the fort with his father until his old man got too old to take care of the rolling acres.

Although Harper loves the ranch life, it can be quite lonely with no so-called "dating life" to speak of with your neighbors living miles apart from each other. This cowboy is looking for someone who appreciates the rougher, more hands-on part of life and who he could possibly ride off into the sunset with. Could you be that someone?

Likes: long walks on the ranch, horses, grilling, stargazing, playing guitar, blues, iced tea, freckles, horseback riding

Dislikes: sci-fi movies, flying, clowns, being late, laziness, snakes, closed spaces, cold weather, loud noises

Fun Facts:

Comes from a long line of ranchers and inherited his ranch from his father

Has an American Standardbred named "Lady"

Is deathly afraid of flying and airplanes

Is completely tone deaf but loves singing while playing his guitar

okay, okay, first off and foremost, big shout out to wrixie whose bachelorette challenges are a huge inspiration to me and also inspired the formatting of the images above.

also, i will be mostly following the base rules with some extra touches to suit my gameplay preferences, and Harper's attractiveness preferences will be randomized when i officially begin the challenge.

🐎 Contestant Entry Guidelines:

Must be young-adult or adult.

Only humans are allowed. (sorry my occult baddies)

Must have at least one negative trait.

i. Cannot have the romantic trait.

Can be any gender.

Skills do matter.

i. You have ten points to distribute to skills (ex: level 5 in cooking, level 2 in dancing, level 3 in video gaming).

ii. Don't worry about going into the game to add these skills, just list them in the description of your entry.

Should have likes and dislikes.

Maxis-match or CC-free.

Must be comfortable to changes of eye and skinblend defaults as well as outfits.

Tag me @townieandy or use #harpersBC to make sure I see your entry. Also please ask if you have any questions!

🐎 CONTESTANTS

1. Taken

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DEADLINE: UNTIL I GET 7 SIMS

#sims 4 #ts4 #simblr #sims 4 bachelor challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 gameplay #harpersBC #hfh: harper

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bartholomew-junior · 12 days

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@azriel23 here it is! sorry for the wait!

1 . i think the fact that felix was able to give an npc so much depth is v impressive, and he has so much swag. he’s a coward in battle and very emotionally open and just kind of helpful and kind, and i feel like in an environment like in the bellowing wilds, those traits would be overplayed and downplayed respectively, which makes him feel like a “”less useful”” person, which gives him issues surrounding his worth which he later takes the time to resolve (most mentally stable fools gold group member) and then later helps masika. aghh. i think the trans ohio jack hc is also cool

4 . old kind of pulp novel that’s the size of a hand that kind of rips off indiana jones but once u read it u have a transcendent life experience cuz the author’s worldbuilding is fantastic. basically the marrying of the indy jones aesthetic and dnd. i think it would kick ass, especially if u give every1 their respective aesthetic.

9 . i feel like this man’s politeness caused by his anxiety mixed with his overall laziness would make for a,,, very confusing combo? like i’d trust him to organize the fridge and help me w work, but i dunno if he could efficiently clean up his messes, but he’d def keep to himself and his side of the apartment. yes, i’d def room w this guy cuz he’s atleast polite about it and he has good vibes.

12 . earlier, i mentioned the trans ohio jack hc, which i think is good and fun, but the thing with xanu where he just,, pushed jack along in finding the foreclaimers for god knows how long keeps nagging at me. like,,, do you think jack felt like a fish out of water once xanu’s influence was removed? i would if my “”life’s purpose”” was just taken out via my abdomen. anyway i think offscreen erina brews jack’s testosterone cypionate and doesn’t bill him for it.

23 . uhhhhh this one from ep. 4. no reason other than vibes and the fact his expression is comical

summary: he’s a fungi (get it. fun guy) and i hope when the full dating sim releases people speedrun romancing him. for fun.

#sorry this has been sitting for a few days #someone who knows him and pays attention to his screentime could understand his character better #but i think he’s cool. hope he helps the gang in committing regicide #fools gold dnd

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ethicaltreatmentofcowplants · 2 months

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The Dom(ino) Effect: Week Four

Simoleons: 7.237k (a shot of the expanded house above)

Skills:

LEVEL 8: Mischief LEVEL 5: Gardening, Charisma, Handiness LEVEL 4: Fabrication, Cooking, Logic, Comedy LEVEL 3: Singing, Fitness, Programming, Photography LEVEL 2: Dancing

Aspiration: Live Fast (HSY) - Risky Business (Level 2)

✔️Ask a Sim out on a Date 5 Times (5/5) ✔️Start a Fight ✔️Summon an Urban Myth Twice

MASTER POST

Thanks to Hugo Villareal (and later Diego Lobo at a festival) we successfully SUMMONED AN URBAN MYTH. I was disappointed that one didn't actually appear, but oh well.

Apart from general skill grinding and expanding the she-shed yet again (I've discovered that as a teen Dom can advertise for a roommate, which brings a little money but not much and could be funny) and becoming a straight-A student, we didn't get up to much other than developing a crush on Kiyoshi Ito.

Here they are at the Spice Festival.

Alas, when Dom invited him there, he appeared at the spawning point way off the festival area so he couldn't teach her how to properly use chopsticks.

And for the fourth weekend in a row, she had a date to the prom.

He didn't pay that much attention to her while they were there, but I blame the event's congested gameplay mechanics for that. (Seriously, the only time the Watcher's ever been able to achieve GOLD for that event is when she RESETS OBJECT on everything.) At least he wasn't found flirting with someone else in the bathroom the way a friend's date was once.

Somehow the game glitched (the Watcher says that as if it were a surprising thing) and Dom ended up with selfies of him too. She's not complaining.

He did invite her to the afterprom, however. They ended up at the pier, they went on the Ferris Wheel. Which I wish we could get a selfie/photo of some kind from even if it does disappear down a rabbithole - wasted opportunity, EA.

Sims 4 being Sims 4, Kiyoshi vanished and was later found... fishing. Gotta get that Prom Royalty crown out and about since your reign may only last a week, I guess. Dom being Dom, she joined him.

"Forgot Kaori, this girl goes fishing in her formal wear..."

And he was the one who she checked off her final date goal with when he showed up to her house the next day. But that's a whole other post as it was wild.

#my sims #dominique larkham #the dom(ino) effect #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 gameplay #hugo villareal #kiyoshi ito #sims 4 high school years #copperdale

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resurrectonomitron · 2 years

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introducing - the sims 2 lepacy challenge!

what is a lepacy? a lepacy is a generational challenge based on exploring a different expansion pack for each new generation. it’s an opportunity to explore things you may have missed previously, and use content you never normally would!

wait, how can you do this in the sims 2? true, it’s hard to just complete a randomly generated aspiration and then call it a day so instead i’ve created a list of goals below and once they’re all completed (and the heir has become an adult/young adult for university) you can then move on to the next generation

okay, you’ve got my interest. how does it work? so the primary goal is to complete a legacy in the sims 2. create a sim, start a family and find a way to keep the family going. how you do that is up to you. if you own all expansion packs you’ll be looking at 9 generations:-

1. base game 2. university 3. nightlife 4. open for business 5. pets 6. seasons 7. bon voyage 8. freetime 9. apartment life

traditionally speaking you’d play them in order, but feel free to switch it up a little. and of course there are stuff packs - that’s up to you if you want to install them alongside an ep!

how did you come up with this? sheer will and determination nah i’m kidding. i’ve now completed a lepacy in the sims 3 and the sims 4, and i really wanted to try and complete one in the sims 2 but i struggled to find a ruleset that worked fully for me. i’ve taken huuuuge inspiration from @simpishly @anneliesembsims and this forum post but all i did was just tidy things up a little to my own liking

how do you technically make this work? so you can do this the “hardcore” way which is to back up your game, and play just the base game. reinstall the ep once you get to it. if you have the ultimate collection you can try to work out the anygame starter or if you still have disks you can do it the old fashioned way. or if you’re like me and taking advantage of the abandonware the individual games come in folders so i’ll just add the folders in as/when required !!this is still being playtested so any feedback is well received!!

okay nerd, are you gonna get to the rules or not? that’s fair, i’ve never been able to shut up so here we go - the sims 2 lepacy! !!once again this is still being playtested so any feedback is well received!!

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generation one - base game

• live in pleasantview/strangetown/veronaville • woohoo in public • reach the top of any base game career • be abducted by aliens • get children into private school • throw a wedding party • purchase all available aspiration rewards

generation two - university

• move heir to university and live in a dorm • declare a major • join the secret society • buy a cell phone, mp3 player and a handheld game • get on the dean’s list at least once • throw a sports party • join a greek house and throw a toga party • throw a graduation party • woohoo with a professor • reach the top of any university career

generation three - nightlife

• live in downtown • have the pleasure aspiration (alternatively start off with pleasure and convert to grilled cheese) • have at least one dream date • woohoo in a photobooth or in a car • dine and dash successfully • become a vampire • hire the matchmaker

generation four - open for business

• live in bluewater village • get any 3 gold talent badges • create a servo • own a level 10 business • win the best-of-the-best award • have cheesecake twins

generation five - pets

• have at least one dog, one cat, one womrat and one bird • have one pet top any animal career • have at least one litter of puppies/kittens • teach one pet all available tricks • become a werewolf

generation six - seasons

• live in riverblossom hills • have a garden plot • get a gold fishing or gardening talent badge • reach the top of any seasons career • become a plantsim • join the garden club

generation seven - bon voyage

• stay in each vacation world at least once • collect all momentos • collect all souvenirs • woohoo in a tent, sauna or hammock • own a vacation home • find all secret lots • befriend bigfoot

generation eight - freetime

• live in desiderata valley • reach the top of any freetime career • reach max enthusiasm in at least 2 hobbies • discover 5 hobby lots • get a gold sewing or pottery talent badge • make a bff • have a secondary aspiration • obtain a genie lamp • build a car

generation nine - apartment life

• live in belladonna cove • live in an apartment • hire a butler • become a witch • create all regents

just a few final notes! we all know the sims 2 is a game trying it’s best and it’s buggy to say the least - if you need to use mods to get the game to run somewhat normally then go for it! also if you want to set a lifetime wish manually using blender or simpe to match the generation you’re playing then that’s also fine in my eyes!

this challenge is in no way unique but it’s just meant to be fun, and a good way to keep the sims 2 community alive (not like it needs any help, it’s still thriving!) and if you decide to play it then please tag me so i can see! if you’d like to leave suggestions for each generation or if i’ve missed anything out please let me know! #sims2lepacy #resurrectonomitron

a note about moving neighbourhoods! i know it’s super glitchy and can be a bit chaotic so if you’d like to keep your sim in the starter hood for the entirety of the challenge then that is completely fine!!

update 4th june 2022

• removed ‘marry a service sim’ from base game to be more flexible to either non-single sim starts/single sims aiming to get abducted

update 5th june 2022

• added ‘join a greek house and throw a toga party’ to university

update 4th july 2023

• removed ‘plan a honeymoon’ from bon voyage to be more flexible to sims wanting to remain single

update 19th july 2023

• removed ‘meet a sim from each social group’ from apartment life as there is no reasonable way to track this

#the sims 2 #sims 2 #ts2 #sims2lepacy #lepacy #sims 2 lepacy #resurrectonomitron

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justkeeponsimming · 5 months

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** Thank you so much to the EA Creator Network for access to the Sims 4: For Rent! ** I've had such a fun time exploring the gorgeous world of Tomarang. The CAS assets are beautiful! I spent hours decorating a lil' apartment so my sim can live life to the fullest in the new world! Kemala Budi (she/they) is a creative crafter figuring out her life's purpose. A generous and caring sim with a heart of gold, they will do anything for their friends and neighbours! Right now, Kemala has saved up for a lil' place of her own. They travel around Tomarang capturing the beautiful scenery on canvas. She loves her paintings so much that it makes it hard to sell their creations! The future is full of wonder and adventures for Kemala Budi!

#ad #the sims 4 #ts4 #sims #simblr #sims 4 #ea creator network #jks plays the sims 4 for rent #Sims 4 for rent #I have so many screenshots of this world #so so pretty

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moonbiscuitsims · 9 months

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2-D appreciation on Sims 4 Gorillaz Project

Noodle's room pics Russel's room pics Murdoc's room pics ("mature") More Gorillaz posts

From the wiki: Stuart Pot, better known by his nickname 2-D, is the lead vocalist, keyboardist and frontman of Gorillaz.

A.k.a. 2-D, Stu-pot, Face Ache, Pretty Boy, The Chosen One.

Born: Hertfordshire, England 23rd of May 1978

Occupation: Singer-songwriter

Instruments: Keyboard, Synthesizer, Melodica, Omnichord, Guitar, Drums, Vocals.

Nationality: British

Religion: Vajrayana Buddhism

Created by Jamie Hewlett and Damon Albarn

2D's room was so much fun to make, he is probably my favourite member of Gorillaz. The Gorillaz art is just no-CC art from the Gallery. It adds a super cool touch to the whole Kong Studios build. I also love the weird doors I've been using for all the rooms by @the-crypt-o-club I think this set. I think the arty painted table is also by them in the DIY or Die set their stuff is awesome!!! also feels very maxis match and official.

Also these deco keyboards by @pixlmonster were EVERYTHING for this room in particular, you'll see in the reference pics 2D's room had TONS of them.

The "amazing 2D" graffiti was pure coincidence I found it in my game it was meant to be.

Again, there is a lot of cyberpunk 2077 CC in this build, so those TV screens on the wall I think by @hamsterbellbelle download here. Though I can't tell if they are that object or another so if it's wrong sorry 😅

I can't find the cool synthesizer stereo object that 2D is repairing sorry :(

I used the messy clothes on floor rug from the 2t4 teen style conversions by @simsi45

Xelenn made the buddha wall deco but I couldn't find the little gold one yet

Cyberpunk apartment clutter set for the aesthetic cyberpunk light

I didn't mention in other posts but also shoutout to @aroundthesims content which is super useful for making this build (and many others) look super grungy and messy: Uglify Your Town and Slob's Life Anyways a LOT of cc was used in this build, the lot is HUGE so if I make a cc list it will take me a long time, but possibly as I have mentioned I'll do it in the future.

If you're a Gorillaz fan please show these posts some love <3 I really enjoyed making them and any support is appreciated.

Reference pics:

I didn't include the "Ha** Sat**" because it was a vandalism done by Murdoc on poor 2D's room, I included it in Murdoc's room which I'll be uploading x)

I'm just now realising I should have added those cool rainbow neon strips but I might update that :)

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albertelaursen · 2 months

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gossip girl legacy challenge: the rise and fall of manhattan's elite

Welcome to the Gossip Girl Legacy Challenge, where your Sims will navigate the treacherous social waters of the Upper East Side, striving for fame, fortune, and maybe a little bit of infamy. Over 9 generations, you’ll tell the stories of sims whose lives are filled with drama, romance, and scandal. Remember, in this world, Gossip Girl is always watching <3

General Rules:

Start on an empty lot with your founder; this will be the location of your family's estate throughout the challenge. Your estate should evolve with each generation, reflecting the family's current status and the era's aesthetic.

No money cheats. Your Sims must earn their wealth and status through careers, investments, or other in-game means.

Follow the career and aspiration requirements for each generation. Your Sim cannot move on to fulfilling their next generation’s goals until the current generation’s aspirations and goals are completed.

Keep the family name going as a symbol of their legacy on the Upper East Side.

Each generation has a theme color that should be reflected in their wardrobe, room decorations, and significant events like parties or weddings.

Now, let the drama unfold.

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Generation 1: Dan Humphrey - The Outsider

Colors: Grey and Teal

Traits: Ambitious, Loner, Creative

Aspiration: Bestselling Author

Description: Like Dan Humphrey, your founder starts on the fringes of high society, armed with wit and a keen observer’s eye. They aspire to infiltrate the Upper East Side through their writing, capturing the hearts and scandals of the elite.

Goals:

Write and publish 5 books, aiming for at least one to become a bestseller.

Attend social events uninvited or barely welcome, making at least 5 key contacts.

Have a secret romance with someone from the elite.

Get into a public feud with a high-profile figure through your writing.

Earn a reputation as a skillful writer, making at least §20,000 from royalties in a week.

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Generation 2: Serena van der Woodsen - The Queen Bee

Colors: Pink and Black

Traits: Self-Assured, Snob, Romantic

Aspiration: Serial Romantic

Description: Your sim is the Serena van der Woodsen of their time, captivating everyone with their beauty and charm but struggling with the pressures of their status. They're a trendsetter, a heartbreaker, and always in the spotlight.

Goals:

Become the leader of the most prestigious club.

Break at least 5 hearts.

Host the most extravagant party of the year, with all of high society in attendance.

Get caught in a scandalous love triangle.

Find true love in an unexpected place after a journey of self-discovery.

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Generation 3: Nate Archibald - The Golden Boy

Colors: Blue and Gold

Traits: Good, Athletic, Charismatic

Aspiration: Friend of the World

Description: Charming, well-liked, and seemingly perfect, your Sim is the Nate Archibald of the family. They navigate the complexities of their social world with ease but seek something more meaningful amidst the superficiality.

Goals:

Reach the top of the Athlete or Business career.

Be friends with everyone in the high society circle.

Help a friend in a significant way without expecting anything in return.

Have a public breakup that shocks the community.

Find and marry your high school sweetheart after years apart.

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Generation 4: Blair Waldorf - The Schemer

Colors: Purple and Green

Traits: Genius, Evil, Ambitious

Aspiration: Public Enemy

Description: With the cunning of Blair Waldorf, your sim knows how to play the game better than anyone. They're a master manipulator, always two steps ahead, but their ultimate challenge is facing the consequences of their actions.

Goals:

Sabotage a competitor or enemy's career or relationship.

Reach the top of their career through cunning and manipulation.

Have a rivalry that is known city-wide.

Organize a successful charity event to improve your image.

Marry for power, then fall in love with your spouse against all odds.

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Generation 5: The Black Sheep

Colors: Black and Silver

Traits: Rebel, Art Lover, Gloomy

Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire

Description: Rebelling against the expectations of high society, your sim desires to carve their own path, expressing their inner turmoil through art. They're the family’s black sheep, often misunderstood but undeniably talented.

Goals:

Master the Painting skill and create a masterpiece.

Have a tumultuous relationship with a family member.

Leave home to live in a less affluent neighborhood to find inspiration.

Make a significant contribution to the art world, gaining fame and respect.

Reconcile with your family, proving your success on your own terms.

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Generation 6: Jenny Humphrey - The Fashionista with a Dream

Colors: Black and Yellow

Traits: Ambitious, Creative, Unflirty

Aspiration: Master of the Arts

Description: Starting as an outsider with big dreams, your Sim is determined to make a name for themselves in the fashion industry, proving that talent and hard work can outshine any pedigree.

Goals:

Start in the Painter career, then switch to the Fashion branch as soon as it becomes available.

Design and create 10 unique outfits representing your ascent in the fashion world.

Throw a successful fashion show party where all attendees are dressed in your designs.

Befriend a high-profile celebrity and convince them to wear your design to a public event.

Experience a significant setback (such as getting fired or having a major project fail) before finally achieving recognition in your field.

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Generation 7: Chuck Bass - The Business Mogul

Colors: Purple and Gold

Traits: Self-Assured, Materialistic, Romantic

Aspiration: Fabulously Wealthy

Description: Born into privilege but not content to simply coast on family wealth, this generation is all about expanding the family's empire, using their charm, wit, and sometimes underhanded tactics to become a tycoon.

Goals:

Reach the top of the Business career.

Own the most expensive lot and fully upgrade it to represent the Bass empire.

Earn §1,000,000 in personal wealth.

Have at least three romantic relationships at the same time, without any of them finding out about each other.

Overcome a major scandal that threatens to ruin your reputation and business.

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Generation 8: Georgina Sparks - The Master Manipulator

Colors: Red and Black

Traits: Evil, Genius, Mean

Aspiration: Public Enemy

Description: This generation thrives on chaos, using their intelligence and lack of scruples to manipulate those around them for their own gain. But even the master manipulator might find redemption or downfall.

Goals:

Reach the top of the Criminal career.

Successfully sabotage three other sims' relationships or careers without getting caught.

Amass a collection of blackmail material on other sims.

Have a child who you initially neglect but then strive to form a strong relationship with later in life.

Get caught in a scheme and work your way back into society's good graces.

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Generation 9: Vanessa Abrams - The Documentarian

Colors: Green and Brown

Traits: Creative, Loves Outdoors, Good

Aspiration: Bestselling Author (focusing on documentaries and exposing truths).

Description: True to their roots and values, this generation uses their creativity and drive for social justice to document the world's truths, aiming to make a difference through their art and activism.

Goals:

Reach the top of the Writer career, focusing on journalism.

Produce and release a documentary on an important social issue.

Win an award for your work in journalism or documentary filmmaking.

Successfully campaign against a major injustice in the community, leading to a change in policy or awareness.

Experience a betrayal by a close friend or lover, which fuels your next big project.

Your sims will face challenges that test their morals, desires, and family bonds. Will they rise to the top and cement their legacy, or will they become just another tale for Gossip Girl? XOXO

#gossipgirl #gossipgirllegacychallenge #ts4 #thesims4legacychallenge #sims4legacychallenge

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markantonys · 2 years

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WOT sims shenanigans: polycule wedding edition

mat flirted with faile at his own engagement party 💀 he is OUT of control! list of people sim mat has flirted with so far: rand, elayne, aviendha, faile, egwene, nynaeve. thankfully, it was only the one flirt and not enough to develop a romance bar between them. and also i’d disabled jealousy game-wide in order to minimize issues with the polycule, so mat didn’t get murdered by perrin djfkgj

the engagement party’s dresscode was Party Outfit, and for most sims i make their Party Outfit just a regular-looking outfit but certain fancy sims i will give a fancy Party Outfit. so the result here was that everybody showed up in normal clothes except for elayne who was in a freaking ballgown. canon.

aviendha dipping rand is something that can be so personal:

gawyn shows up at the polycule’s apartment almost every single day asking if anyone wants to workout with him, so one day i finally had rand and elayne take him to the gym (mat and avi were at work) but then the two of them ended up fucking in the shower at the gym and ignoring gawyn. poor gawyn.

lan was not invited to elayne and aviendha’s bachelorette party but showed up anyway to hang out with nynaeve, bless that wifeguy

nynaeve repaid this devotion by CALLING MAT ON LOVE DAY TO ASK HIM ON A DATE god i am spraying sim mat with a water bottle! he’s out of control!!!! (i had him say no to the date ofc, don’t worry)

elayne tried to flirt with moiraine because i hadn’t bothered setting them as aunt and niece jdkjfg thankfully i caught her in time to prevent it. the problem is that very often when a sim sees their significant other they get in a flirty mood, and since i have 4 sims who are dating each other all living in an apartment together they’re pretty much CONSTANTLY horny because they love each other so much, except then they will just hit on any other sim nearby rather than only the partners who inspired that horniness (and elayne and mat are the worst of the bunch bc they both have the Romantic trait which also often puts them in flirty moods). at their core sims are slutty bisexual messes and i love it.

last year on Love Day, rand gave mat a flower and mat hated it. this year mat gave rand a flower and rand hated it! how the turn tables. rand has been waiting all year for his vengeance.

and finally we come to the wedding! here’s everybody’s outfits. yes i’m still crying over rand in his little flower jacket 🥺

the wedding went surprisingly smoothly! the guests all showed up and watched at least the first few ceremonies, though by the end of it most had wandered off. the only hitch was that it took the literal entire 8ish-hour wedding event just to get through the 5 different ceremonies, so in the last pics with the cake cutting, the wedding had actually ended by that point and i was holding the guests hostage at the venue djfkjg

first, some pre-ceremony selfies because i foresaw it would be dark out by the time the ceremonies were over (but even so it was kinda cloudy):

next, everybody being walked down the aisle by their sim of honor! nynaeve for rand, perrin for mat, gawyn for elayne (don’t ask me why i made their hair different colors, elayne was originally blonde but then i found a good cc red-gold hair whose base color is red so now she’s a redhead but gawyn’s still blond) and egwene for aviendha. can you tell that dark red is my go-to sims formalwear color lmao

and finally the ceremonies! moiraine officiated some of them but then wandered off for others, and alas i didn’t get a screenshot of rand and mat’s kiss because it happened too fast, so instead here they are being dorks while exchanging vows:

not pictured: gawyn doing pushups and lan situps during avilayne’s ceremony

you can’t see her here but moiraine had returned to officiate matlayne’s ceremony! and then left again. actually now that i think about it i believe mat was the one i had ask moiraine to officiate, so maybe the game only registered her as the officiant for ceremonies that mat was involved in.

rand and aviendha’s was last and the only guests who were still sitting and watching by that point were egwene, gawyn, and siuan. absolute troopers, gold stars for them.

i had rand and elayne do the cake cutting because i figured they’re the saps who would most want to :’)

in conclusion, you know the part in princess diaries 2 when the choir conductor has to conduct really fast to match the pace mia is setting down the aisle and then collapses against her music stand once it’s over? that was me when i finished this wedding.

#wot sims shenanigans

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light-yaers · 1 year

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Ghosts of the Righteous: PART I

[CASSIAN ANDOR/HAN SOLO X READER]

Masterlist | Chapter List | AO3

Warnings: imprisonment/slavery, swearing, death. set before and during rogue one: a star wars story. 16+ (mature)

A/N: don’t ask. just know that i have not researched this much for a fic since i wrote ‘adjournment’ and was looking up chess moves for four days. it’s got 2/4 of my favourite fly boys and i’m happy about it (poe and din i’m looking at you). part two and three out soon. mwah.

Word Count: 6k+

PART I: The Tale of Alinka Aloo and her Handsome Smuggler

You didn’t remember what freedom felt like. You didn’t remember what it tasted like. You didn’t remember what it looked like. All you knew was that prisons weren’t always so brutish and decrepit. Sometimes they were hidden in plain sight; all white walls, and gold fixtures, and three meals a day with lavish food, shipped from all over the galaxy.

Alinka Aloo wasn’t a normal boss. That was putting it lightly. You’d been assigned to her family when you were a girl, forced into friendship with Sim Aloo’s precious daughter, tasked to watch over her and follow her every need and want. It’d been well over ten years since you were thrown into their home and thrust under the wing of—arguably—the strangest girl in the fucking world, at first.

You were only a kid, straight off the streets and found by Coruscant police enforcers. You were shoved into some kind of attempt at a social system, but even you were old enough to understand that it was fruitless. Under the Empire, any form of social justice was merely a guise for money to be made, for bodies to be shifted.

From your seclusion under the Aloo’s roof, you learned a lot, but saw little. Overhearing conversations came by learning the art of being stealthy and sneaking around the mansion at night. Alinka was the product of her parents; two snakes; and would not hesitate to have you found out if you ever confided in her your plans.

Plans to escape. Plans to fuck off— out of the Imperial City. You’d never meant to end up here, but all too soon you’d been abandoned at the centre of the Galactic Empire. It was a long and arduous story, one that you hadn’t cared to think about since you’d found yourself, street sitting, in the largest ecumenopolis in the galaxy.

By the time you and Alinka were eighteen, Sim Aloo was one of the emperor’s closest advisors. The emperor often popped round to their mansion, bringing warm welcomes and polite hugs to Aloo’s wife and Alinka. You were never offered such royalties, though you had never wanted them.

Your parents would be rolling in their graves if that man so much as smiled at you, you knew it.

When you started getting older, so too did the stakes. Alinka was heavily involved in her father’s business with the emperor—shifting goods and obtaining artefacts for the Empire’s ever-growing collection. It was only a disguise for thievery, for collecting artefacts that you knew weren’t legal by any previous standard.

Everyone knew that Jedi were still being hunted, murdered where they stood after the great shift in 19 BBY. Their customs would never have allowed for this—this collection of Sith artefacts—but Palpatine did as he pleased.

Alinka was trusted, following alongside her father to get involved in the family business.

And they all thought you were some kind of idiot. None the wiser. Out of the loop. Ten years inside the Aloo’s walls, and another three in Alinka’s gloriously high apartment; watching their every move; serving them every shitty dish; kissing their fucking Imperialist feet—

For this.

Plans were rolling into motion. You knew your time with them was disappearing. You just had to hold on, hold on for dear fucking life, the way you’d always done and would continue to do.

Maker, please.

“Cheri,” Alinka called from the vast living room of her apartment. It wasn’t your real name, had never been real for you, just adopted when you’d been thrown into their laps. “Prepare the driver. We’re going out,”

You did as she asked without a word, used to the abrupt and often untimely way that she had to leave so suddenly. As always, no matter rain, shine, or four in the fucking morning, you accompanied her.

“Aren’t you going to ask?” Alinka asked, fiddling with her claw-ish nails in the car.

“Ask what, my lady?”

“Where we’re going,”

“I think it not my business, Alinka,” you let out, used to speaking with her like this always. If you so much as showed personality, then she was unpleased, but if you were too stale, too robotic, she was also annoyed.

She huffed disapprovingly.

“You’re always so boring, Cheri. Do you have no brain? No wants? No desires to experience the many wonders of Coruscant, hm?”

You pondered her question for show, but you already knew what to answer. “You already show me so much, lady,” Alinka smiled. She liked the occasional suck up, a compliment here and there of the Aloo’s oh so kind customs of child slavery.

“We’re going to a collector, Cheri. One of the best in the galaxy, I hear. Father’s been holding onto this for me and me alone. The emperor wishes to know if he holds anything of value, you see,”

“It’s so kind of your father to leave this to you, my lady. He’s recognising your abilities,”

“He is, isn’t he,” Alinka leaned her chin in her hand, looking out the window in triumph. “Sometimes you are so right, Cheri. A rarity, but I do so enjoy when it happens for you,”

“Thank you, Alinka,” you muttered, but you knew she wasn’t listening. She was too encased by her reflection in the darkened window, by the Coruscant lights dancing in her eyes.

There were moments when you thought it easy. There were a number of items in this car that you could use—rip off the handle and whack her skull until it broke; kick her around the jaw with your shoe and use the small space to your advantage; grab hold of her hand and let her nails do the brunt of the work—but you never did.

You were biding your time, waiting for the right moment.

The moment, perhaps, where she slipped up.

It hadn’t happened in thirteen years, but you were still holding out hope.

The car stopped outside a lavish building shining with gold. The driver raised the doors and Alinka got out first, shoes clipping on the metallic streets. Her clothing was always extravagant; a style that you never cared for, even if you were to have money in your life. You followed her swiftly, patting out the wrinkles in the regulation house-staff attire of the Aloo’s. Bland and boring. Just to make sure you were separated.

Inside, a young woman slid open the huge doors. Alinka walked straight inside, but your eye had latched onto something—someone—else.

“Welcome, Miss Aloo. Axis has been so excited for this meeting,” the concierge said happily, allowing Alinka into the shop.

You didn’t move from your spot for a second too long, still focused upon the unmistakable fiery hair of a woman near the back of the vast showroom.

“Cheri,” Alinka called harshly, and you flinched when you finally entered the building. You glanced at the concierge quickly, but it was a long enough look to know. You’d grown up around that look—smiling profusely, so much that your cheeks fucking hurt—fake.

“Apologies,” you muttered upon entry, bowing hastily at the concierge. She had her hair up severely, pulled tightly back off her face. She was pretty if that’s all you were looking for.

You saw it again—that fake smile.

You sent her one back, mimicking her face perfectly. Her eyebrow twitched ever so slightly, before you hurried back to Alinka.

Axis was every collector you had ever fucking seen. Smiley, draped in lavish garments, walking with an air of excellence and knowledge wherever he went. You’d been around too many of them, what with the Aloo’s connection to the emperor.

He bowed at the woman he was talking to, nodding in goodbyes, before turning to Alinka and spreading his arms open in welcome.

“Ah, Miss Aloo!” he exclaimed. “I trust your journey was pleasant?”

“I do enjoy shopping in this part of the city,” Alinka replied, linking hands with Axis. She glanced over her shoulder slightly then, gesturing to you without bothering to look you in the eye. “Cheri, look around for something that mother will like. I have things to discuss with the collector,”

“Yes, my lady,” you bowed immediately, following the route that Alinka and Axis took to the back of the showroom with your stare. They disappeared into a side room, leaving you on the shop floor alone with the concierge, and her.

Sure, you’d been trapped with the Aloo’s since you were a child, but if anything, it gave you a political advantage in terms of acquired knowledge. You knew how the Galactic Senate worked back to front, and her right there—that woman with such gorgeous red hair and draped in fabric that you knew was sacred to her own planet customs—

Was Senator Mon Mothma.

In the flesh, perusing the shelves like it was a typical shopping day.

She’d been challenging the Empire since she’d been appointed Senator at age sixteen. You’d followed along with her efforts since you were old enough, reading Sim Aloo’s study books at night when no one knew, catching the occasional debate on the radio in the living room, inhaling any information you could get your hands on that allowed you to grow.

To see more than the white walls of the house you’d been sold into.

“Cheri, is it?” you gasped subtly, turning to face the concierge abruptly.

“Yes,” you replied.

“I’m Kleya,” she stuck out her hand to you, which you took softly. Perhaps, you held onto her fingers for a second too long, stared into her eyes in some attempt to scream a secret message at her. But it proved insufficient. “What did you have in mind for Mrs Aloo?”

The two of you made your way around the grand showroom, with Kleya explaining artefacts on display, as if she had done so a thousand times. You suspected she had, what with the way the words so delicately trickled from her mouth, clearly and with ease.

The Senator stayed in her same spot, back turned to the rest of the showroom, staring at something gold hanging upon the wall in the back, right hand corner. As you and Kleya approached her, going from item to item, you had stopped listening to her practiced words.

You were focused only on one thing—

Catching Mon Mothma’s eyes. What for, you had no idea. You were helpless, you were out in public. Axis was wealthy and favoured by those you know did wrongdoings, and Kleya’s twitching eyebrow was simply not enough to determine which side she was on.

Perhaps, you simply wanted to say thank you. In your own way. Thank you for keeping up with your beliefs, despite the past twenty years, despite everything the Empire has done to people like you and your family, and what they’ve threatened upon those who defect.

As you and Kleya approached the Senator, you took more of an interest in the artefacts. Kleya stopped before an ancient looking cup, embossed in gold and adorned in intricate etchings. Anyone with eyes could see it was Chandrillan.

“How about this one?” you chided, and Kleya sucked in somewhat of a sharp breath.

“Ah, yes. Axis discovered this after many years. There was a long-told legend within certain parts of Chandrila about a fine challis,” Kleya explained, eyes glancing over to the back of the Senator in the corner. You swallowed away your nerves.

“Chandrillian?” you let out, before taking the plunge. “Pardon me, Senator,” you raised your voice ever so slightly, enough to know that you were talking to her.

Mon Mothma turned around gently, softly, laying her lavish eyes upon you in one quick swoop. It was enough for her to see what you were—no one of importance, the maid to a lady. She regarded you, perhaps warily, but nevertheless donned her political smile.

They both had it, her and Kleya. The same exact fucking one.

“I apologise for disturbing you, Senator,” you gulped. “But this artefact. It is Chandrillian, yes? Like Kleya here said,”

Mon seemed almost relieved at your desire to make conversation, as she chose to stroll over to your position.

“If Kleya is explaining, then it certainly is true,” Mon said, catching eyes with Kleya in some kind of knowing act.

A deep tension suddenly descended over the three of you, staring at the Chandrillan cup and just waiting. For your hearts to stop, for a war to break out, for you to get the fuck out of this place.

“It is beautiful,” you let out, forcing all your nerve to the forefront of your being. “I often imagine myself drinking from cups like these, you know. Living in a house, with a family,” you hesitated, but ultimately chose to play it risky. “The boss of myself and no one else,”

Kleya glanced at you quickly. Mon kept her gaze on the cup, dangling her right arm to her side, close enough to sense her body near yours.

“Where are you from, child?” Mon asked, peering down at you gently. “You don’t look like a child of Coruscant,” she smiled, but that fakeness had all but disappeared. There was an understanding here, after some simple words of your dreams.

We are all on the same side, ladies. Hiding in plain sight.

“Corellia,” you say, and for once it’s the truth.

“A brave girl you must be,” Mon said, minus any of the condescending tone that you’d expect from anyone else. You turned to her, overcome with the want to scream.

“I am not brave, Senator. They do not manufacture bravery on Corellia, as much as the galaxy seems to think it sometimes,” you took in a breath, turning back to the cup. “If I were brave, I would take this cup off the wall and steal it from beneath Kleya’s very watch,” you smiled, turning to the concierge. She smiled back at you knowingly, understanding every word, the same as the Senator on your other side. “But—I am not brave like that,”

“In other ways, though,” Mon counters. You peer back at her. “Brave in other ways, perhaps,”

“Perhaps,” you repeat her. It cements a feeling between you both.

Do you know? Do you know the fight that is happening?

You’re still unable to say it out loud, the same as the Senator and the concierge beside you. You’ve never felt something so strongly, never understood two strangers so quickly.

“Kleya, have this cup wrapped up for this young lady,” Mon Mothma said, regarding you with fondness, before raising her brow at you in question.

“Cheri,” you responded to her prompt. Mon smiled, sticking out her delicate fingers towards you. You hold them in your own.

“Pleasure, Cheri. Please do enjoy the cup, for yourself, not for Mrs Aloo. Chandrillan attire isn’t her style, I seem to recall,”

“Yes, Senator,” you replied, nodding in thanks.

Kleya put on a pair of soft white gloves and quickly took the cup off the wall.

“Come with me, Cheri. I’ll find something for Mrs Aloo behind the counter, and we’ll see to it that your gift from the Senator is properly wrapped,” Kleya said, smiling once more, part of the lie fading away.

“I’ll be off, Kleya,” the Senator called from the showroom floor, heading towards the door. Before she left, she turned back and caught your eye. “It was lovely to meet you, Cheri,” she said, but took in a breath after finishing as if she was not done.

Quickly, she glanced towards the two-way mirror on the showroom floor that she knew was there. Beyond it, Axis and Alinka were no doubt talking Sith artefacts, engrossed in conversation. She looked back at you, sucking in a breath and hastily finishing her words.

“May the Force be with you,” she muttered, fast and stealthily. You sucked in a sharp breath, understanding everything at the speed of sound. Mon left as soon as she’d said it, door closing behind her swiftly and leaving you and Kleya alone.

You looked back at the concierge, wrapping up the cup and a fashionable broach for Mrs Aloo. You stared into her eyes when you could but said nothing. There was nothing to say, not when it had slapped you in the fucking face.

For the first time in your life, you felt part of something. Hidden in the shadows, communicating through scared breaths, but gaining a simple six-word sentence from Senator Mon Mothma had changed everything—

It was the catalyst in your own personal rebellion.

A week later, the base at Aldhani had been raided by a stray group of rebels. It prompted a galaxy wide lockdown by Imperialists. The attack had done two things—made it a lot harder to be a rebel in plain sight, and kickstarted other rebellions all over the galaxy.

You clung onto this for the next few years.

By your eighteenth year under the Aloo’s thumb, you’d got more cut-throat with your stealth. Alinka trusted you, and that was her main weakness. You’d got so good at acting dumb that she was none the wiser. You knew her tricks, her gifts, her weaknesses. It was a ticking time bomb until you struck at the right time.

0 BBY had come round faster than you’d ever expected. In a flash, it had already been five years since your encounter with Senator Mon Mothma. It was an interaction that you thought of often and dreamt of at night.

You’d grown, in age and in intelligence. You hadn’t been broken by the Empire, Maker forbid you would ever, thanks to her words of hope. With your ability came new challenges—in the form of Alinka, mostly.

“Cheri,” she crashed through the front door of her apartment, after a private meeting with her father. “How long has it been?”

“Since what?” you asked. Through these years, you’d got more familiar. With her trust came the comfort of being normal. Less formalities. It was a small victory that made your days exponentially easier.

“Since my father got you for me,” she finished. You didn’t flinch at her words, didn’t grimace or yell or tense. You felt numb to it, almost.

“Hm...” you pondered, walking to a small bar cart in the living room. You poured some blue liquor into a delicate tumbler, before walking towards Alinka. “Eighteen years, I suppose,”

“Already?” she replied, shocked. “Goodness, I can hardly remember being eight years old. Can you?”

Yes. You remembered everything. How they took you, where you came from, your parents faces before you were stripped from them.

“Maker, of course not. We were babies,” you let out, matching her energy. You handed her the drink, which she snatched from you without saying thank you. She downed it in one.

“Well, you will definitely do, then,” she shoved the empty glass back in your hand and kicked off her shoes.

Bare foot, she walked to the living room, taking off her formal clothes as she went. By the time she stood in the centre of the room, looking out over the vast Coruscant skyline, she was almost naked. Alinka did this often—used her home as a playground, used you to pick up her shit behind her.

She turned back round to you, breasts on full display and a devilish smile on her face.

“You’re to help me with a mission for my father, for the emperor,” Alinka said proudly. You felt the bile in your stomach churn.

“A mission?” you let out, trying to avoid throwing up abruptly.

“My father’s partner failed before, but I know how to get it,” she started to explain fully. “There’s a book on Ushruu, one that the emperor desperately wants for his collection. I’ve already worked it out,” she tied up her long hair into a bun, turning back to the view.

You could see the reflection of her full body in the mirror. It was something you’d seen many times. Alinka didn’t have an ounce of self-modesty.

“I’ve contacted the right crew, and we’ll need a cargo droid, too, but they’re easy to acquire,” she finished tying up her hair and draped her arms by her sides once more. “And you, Cheri, will help me,”

You wanted to yell over my dead body. You wanted to eject the contents of your stomach or try out the new self-defence moves you’d practiced at night in your quarters on her, but you couldn’t.

“Thank you for the opportunity, my lady,” is all you said.

Alinka took off her undergarments, exposing herself fully. “Run me a bath,” she demanded, before leaving for her quarters.

As soon as you were alone, you clamped your eyes shut. This was it. This was when you got out. Ushruu was a forest planet, a place where people went to get lost, or to lose others intentionally. Though you knew Alinka would never get her own hands dirty, the metaphor was all you needed.

It was time.

You smiled to yourself, trying not to laugh with glee. You took in a breath, steadying yourself. You picked up Alinka’s clothes from the floor, before heading to the grand bathroom. You ran her a bath.

You prayed to the Maker that night.

You slept well for the first time in eighteen years.

A few days later, you accompanied Alinka to the Coruscant Underworld—the undercity of the vastness above. This was the first time you’d visited the levels below since you’d been found all those years before.

You asked no questions, knowing that Alinka would try to keep a tight lip as much as possible, despite telling you of her original plan. A day prior, she had captured a librarian from one of her father’s warehouses; that was the first crew member that she needed. A cargo droid had already been found. It was easy enough to secure. A K-2 droid.

“And these two will make up the final pieces,” Alinka said, fiddling with her claw-like nails as you descended into the undercity.

You saw the level numbers blur into one, saw the sunlight fade from the surface. She was dressed like royalty and had a guard on either side, with you behind her always.

“Cheri, listen to this,” she smiled smugly, glancing at you only slightly before facing forward once more. “This man we’re about to meet, this smuggler, I wonder if he’s handsome,”

“Who is he, my lady?” you chided.

“A man named Solo, but I’m not here for him, really. I want his Wookiee,”

“Why a Wookiee? For manpower?”

“No, Cheri. Don’t worry your small brain over it,” Alinka laughed, somewhere between a cackle and a snort. “Just do as I say, maybe try sweet talking the smuggler, will you? Oh, no—actually— I better do that. Men like him are attracted to women like me, don’t you think?”

“Of course,” you said, though with every insult she gave you recently, you felt the urge to cut her. You were so close to freedom that you were getting impatient.

Not now. Don’t fuck it up now.

Level 1329 loomed as the elevator came to a stop. Alinka exited first, followed by her two bodyguards. You stayed a few steps back as they navigated the metal walkways, passing different docked ships. Smoke billowed in the stale air; the bay only lit by artificial lights.

You’d been further down when you were last here, somewhere around Level 700. It was a vastly different space than this. Ships docked here, smugglers paid out here, people still somewhat lived here. There was no life further down, no life on the very surface of Coruscant.

“There,” Alinka told her men, as the four of you took an abrupt turn to the right. You entered the bay, where a beat-up ship was docked and smoking. Corellia was pilot country—you’d know a shot coolant compartment anywhere.

By the smoke, two beings worked. One was human, shorter than his Wookiee companion, and yelling demands at him as they both worked to avoid the coolant explosion. The Wookiee groaned back at his requests, shaking a wrench in his giant and furry hand as your party approached.

“Mr. Solo,” Alinka boomed, alerting the two of them immediately. The human turned around, and you caught his eye.

He looked scruffy, with a torn at the seams brown leather jacket and stains on his cargo trousers. He donned a distinctly suspicious and paranoid expression, but that didn’t last long when he caught a glimpse of Alinka.

“Who’s asking?”

“I am,” Alinka said, walking closer towards the smuggler. He gave her a once over, intentionally skimming his eyes over her body. You almost didn’t blame him, not when she was wearing one of her most revealing outfits. “I hear great things about you, Mr. Solo,”

“Han,” he spoke, taking a step forward, but keeping his exterior nonchalant. “And you are?”

“Lady Alinka Aloo,” she gleamed, and draped her hand out to him. He took it, perking his brow at her as he leant down to place his lips upon her knuckles. “I come needing help,”

“Oh, yeah?” Had chided, standing back up slowly. “Help usually has a cost, sweetheart,”

“Believe me, you will be agreeably rewarded. It’s my precious tookas, you see. My secondary home on Centax 3 is better suited for them than here, but I don’t have a pilot for the journey,”

“Why us, lady? I have a coolant compartment to fix, you know,” he asked, and he obviously didn’t mean lady the way that you said it.

“Just think about it. I could make it worth your while, Solo.” Alinka said, before slipping a business card into his front pocket seductively. She winked at him as she stepped backwards, passing you as she focused on walking away in the most noticeable way possible.

You stayed behind her once more, heart pumping beneath your chest incessantly. Would they understand? Were they like you? It was now or never; recruiting this senseless smuggler was your best ticket out of this fucking hellhole.

You turned to Han then, as he wiped his hands on his trousers and kept a quizzical glance on the back of Alinka. When he saw you looking, he stood up straight.

“You need something?” he asked, and behind him the Wookiee quietly chuffed.

“You need to replace your coolant fluid, the pipes are overheating,” you replied, ignoring his prior question.

Han quickly turned back to the smoking compartment, where his Wookiee quickly changed everything that he was doing. The Wookiee cut off the current coolant fluid, emptying the pipes. The ship slowly stopped smoking.

Han turned back to you, his greenish eyes hitting yours with so many unanswered questions, but the one he landed on was simple. “Do I know you?”

“You should change the coolant fluid every month or so, or the entire compartment could explode when you go into hyperspace,” you ignored him again. Alinka hadn’t yet noticed your absence, but you were wary.

Han stepped forward, impatient, hands on hips, blaster on his belt.

“Are you Corellian? Who the fuck are you?”

You opened your mouth to respond but were cut off by a shrill Cheri! from Alinka. You stared at Han for a second more, a real stare, one with wide eyes and a sharp intake of breath and furrowed brows that meant you were yelling, screaming, crying within your brain. You needed him to understand, but you knew this encounter was over.

Without a word, you swivelled on your heels and rushed back to Alinka.

“Don’t get lost now, Cheri. You know better,”

“Apologies, my lady,” you said, thinking on your toes. “He was very handsome.”

Alinka patted your shoulder subtly, before turning back to face forward. She was pitying you. You made the journey back to the higher levels of Coruscant, away from all the smoke and dark corners.

“Maybe you’ll have a man one day, Cheri. When I’m dead,” Alinka let out, alongside that same cackle-snort hybrid. You balled your fists in secret.

Maker, you couldn’t wait to stop her from laughing soon.

So, she trapped him. And you knew she would. This was all part of her plan to get someone else to do her dirty work. You were never going to Ushruu, but you’d always known that truly.

When Han and his Wookiee arrived at the apartment, Alinka wooed them with expensive liquor and the promise of 25,000 credits. You served them all evening, standing in the kitchen when Alinka gave you this certain stare—the stare that meant she was about to charm him with her assets.

As much as you wanted to believe Han was better, he was also a man. And as much as Alinka had trapped you for eighteen fucking years, she was annoyingly beautiful. The worst people always were.

The following day she sent the Wookiee, the librarian and the K-2 droid to Ushruu. Han was under lock and key in a secluded part of her apartment, being used to make sure that the crew actually returned. You heard Han’s Wookiee partner crying loudly from the personal ship bay that Alinka had at her apartment before they departed.

It made you sadder than you wanted to admit.

“I’m going to see Daddy,” Alinka announced that morning. “The crew should be back in no later than two days. If it takes any longer, the pretty boy smuggler is our collateral,” you draped an oversized fur coat over her shoulders, feeling sicker with every word she said.

“Fantastic plan, my lady,”

“I know, right?” she glanced to you over her shoulder, winking playfully. “Feed the smuggler, will you? I’ll be back later,”

You tried not to go crazy, not to immediately think I’ve done it. There were still plans to set in motion, people to convince, and violence to commit. You tried not to think too much about the fucking satisfaction that you’d feel, as soon as Alinka worked out that the one mission she trusted you with was her downfall.

Having you out of the know is what had kept you here for so long, but as soon as she’d involved you—poof. That was all fucking gone faster than she could say Kessel Run.

You made Han some food, rushing to his quarters as soon as you could. You had the key of course, but you also knew that if you went about this wrong that Han would never agree to be your ally.

You knocked upon the locked door to Alinka’s dungeon. It wasn’t really a dungeon, she just liked to call it that. It was a guest room, decked out with high tech security and boarded windows. There was one way in and one way out. It contained fluffy pillows and a pink powderpuff. You wondered if Han had gone insane yet.

“Solo,” you said strongly, adopting the same voice as last night in the Underworld. There was shuffling from the other side of the door.

“What?” he said, almost unbothered. You wanted to bet this guy had some tricks up his sleeves. You took in a deep breath.

“Did you manage to fix your coolant compartment?”

A pause. More shuffling. “I was just by the door, ready to strike you as soon as you opened it,” you listened to his words. “But now I’m on the other side of the room, sat on this—stupid fucking pink chair— with a cushion that’s worse than Chewie’s fur,” he muttered.

He was telling you it was safe. You were safe.

You heard more rustling and used this as your in. Unlocking the door quickly, you shoved it open and closed it behind you fast. You didn’t lock it; perhaps you should have, but you knew what it felt like to be trapped.

He was sat where he said, across the gleaming floor of this unused guest room—slash prison. On few occasions, you’d been put in here. Those first few months in Alinka’s new apartment, just to be sure you had no escape routes.

It had been a while, but you still grimaced at the room.

“She put you in here, too?” Han caught on fast. You dropped his food tray to the floor, sliding it across the slippery surface, until it knocked into feet of the chair he sat in.

“Once or twice,” you admitted.

“Did you know this would happen? This trap?”

“Yes,”

“Thanks for fucking heads up,” he let out sourly.

“Everyone knows the Aloo’s, especially Alinka, are bad news. It’s not my fault you can’t read a stare,” you hit back harshly. Han leaned forward in his chair.

“You were trying to warn me? I thought you were having a fucking stroke, lady,”

“At least I know how to fix a coolant compartment,”

Han inhaled deeply. “You’re mean, you know that?”

“I think anyone who’s been in my position for eighteen years gets a free pass to be mean,”

“Eighteen...?” Han’s voice trailed off, as the shock of what you’d just admitted hit him. “You’ve been by her side for eighteen years?”

You nodded at the ground, shooting your eyes to the vanity by you. The pink powder puff still lay on top. “I was her birthday present,”

“Okay,” Han said, sucking in another sharp breath. You think he’s going to articulate something to you, say that he’s sorry, get compassionate maybe. “That’s fucking shit.”

Well, he’s not wrong.

“So, what is this?” he questioned through the silence. You stood on the opposite end of the room, waiting for him to eat the food you made.

“I help you, you help me. That’s the deal,” Han scowled, bringing his hands to his face and swiping them down his cheeks.

“I don’t need to get involved with another woman, okay? This one already locked me in here and sent Chewie off on some mission, and the last one tried to cut out my appendix, and the one before gave me this really fucked up rash—,”

“You’re not getting out of here without my help,” you interrupt him. “I know Alinka, she’ll kill you without even caring. I’ve seen her father do it more times than I’ve ever cared for. As soon as they’re back with the book, you and your Wookiee are done for—,”

“Chewie,” Han corrected. You ignored him.

“And, if they don’t come back then you’re dead, too. There’s no way out of this, Solo. Unless—I help you,”

“Why should I trust you?” he asked, and you let out a frustrated huff.

“You don’t have to trust me,” you admitted. “You just have to want to get the fuck out of here,” you were on the verge of desperate, but you stood your ground.

This wouldn’t be where you failed. You'd been waiting for so long, biding your time, just to have an ally like this stupid smuggler.

Han stood up then, still not touching his food. He placed his hands on his hips, swiping his jacket out of the way to reveal his blaster. You’d been threatened by Alinka at blaster-point too many times to be afraid.

He looked around the room, grimacing at the pink fixtures and pretty furnishings, and the two chain link cuffs on the wall by the window. Thoughts raced in his mind—whether you were worth it, whether this was all worth the risk.

“She ever put you in those?” he asked, swallowing uncomfortably after he muttered the words. He was talking to you, but staring at the cuffs, nailed to the wall.

“Once or twice,” you repeated from earlier, but it was the truth.

A pause. Han shifted on the spot.

“Fine,” he let out, before pointing at you. “But—I’m stealing whatever shit I want from this apartment, and still getting my 25,000 credits, and Chewie,”

“I don’t care what you take as long as we get the fuck out of here,” the words tumbled from your mouth, a rare moment of you actually being you—being afraid.

“Okay,” Han said, acknowledging the abrupt fear on your face, just for a second, until it disappeared again.

You nodded at him, before the two of you quickly left the disgusting pink room for your quarters. You had plans to concoct, escape routes to finally use, justice to serve.

“Who tried to cut out your appendix?” you asked, rushing through the hallways.

“It’s a long story,” Han blurted out, flustered, before he peered down at you with a small air of fondness, you thought. “I’ll tell you when we’re on the ship out of here,”

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