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Review: Spirit Riding Free "Abigail" Deluxe Fashion doll from Just Play
When I purchased my Lucky and Spirit set, I also bought Abigail! This doll is based off the character of Abigail Stone from the Dreamworks Animation TV series, Spirit Riding Free, which was a loose sequel to Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron.
The series focused on 12-year-old Fortuna "Lucky" Prescott as she adjusts to life after moving to a small westen town. There, she befriended a wild stallion, whom she names Spirit, as well as two girls her age, Abigail Stone and Prudence "Pru" Granger.
This particular doll has a different outfit than her series counterpart. There were two lines: one with Pru, Abigail, and Lucky (who call themselves the PALs, based on their friendship and initials) in their series outfits, as well as the trio in new outfits.
Here's Abigail in her package. The front has Abigail posed in front of a background of a fence, with mountain scenery. The bottom advertises the series being on Netflix, and has a CGI image of Abigail and her horse, Boomerang. The back has a large CGI image of Abigail, and smaller CGI images of Pru, Lucky, and Abigail, advertising the other dolls available.
At the top, there's a description that reads in both English and French:
"A sweet and exuberant girly-girl, Abigail can talk a mile a minute about the things she loves."
Here's the backdrop Abigail was attached to.
Right out of the box, she's pretty tall! She's about the same height as a Barbie doll (though most of her height comes from her large head). I assumed she's be a touch shorter, like the 10 inch Miraculous Ladybug dolls, but I'm quite pleased with her size.
Abigail comes with a three piece outfit that consists of a blouse, leggings, and boots, with no extra accessories. I really like Abigail's outfit! In fact, I prefer it to the original Abigail doll's outfit. I think it really suits her, and reflects her kind, girly personality, but still practical, as she's active and rides horses.
Abigail's blouse is pink, with a floral pattern and lighter pink accents. It has gathered puffed sleeves, a V-neck, and printed dark pink drawstrings.
Her leggings are printed to resemble light blue jeans, and are quite stretchy. I really like the look of these! Usually, printed jeans look quite odd on dolls, but I think these look great. The pattern is actually in scale with her as well, which really helps.
Her boots use the same mold as the boots that come with the Pru doll in her series outfit. They are dark blue. There's some molded stitching on the sides, but nothing particularly flashy.
Abigail has 11 points of articulation, with movement at her:
Head
Shoulders
Elbows
Wrists
Hips
Knees
Her joints actually have a wide range of movement, but the cut of the limb the joints attach to restricts the movement. Abigail's right wrist is pretty ragged, which makes it a bit floppy. Her knees are also very tight, which made me worried about snapping them (nearly all online reviews of the dolls when they were still sold mentioned the knees snapping, but I suspect they may have forced the knees too far), but they seem to be holding up fine.
Abigail has side-glancing blue eyes, pink lips and blush, and short blonde hair. I think she has a sweet expression. Her eyebrows are much more shapely than her series counterpart, who has thin, even eyebrows. She also has side bangs, which are held aside with some thread. The bangs, as well as a bit of hair on the other side of her part had hairspray to help keep it's shape. The rest of her hair is really soft! It was a bit uneven in the back, but overall looks great.
From the back, you can see the pattern on both Abigail's blouse and jeans go back to the back, instead of being confined to the front! The Lucky from this line wasn't as lucky (ha, get it?), as her vest is only on the front of her shirt.
Abigail's ankle boots are a navy blue, with some molded stitching. They use the same mold as the Pru in her series outfit's boots. They are nice and snug on her feet.
Overall, Abigail is adorable, and I'm very happy to have her. My biggest complaints are just how tight her knees are, and how loose her right hand is. I think she's very cute, and bares a decent resemblance to her character in the TV series. I would give her an A-.
Abigail is definitely a special gal, and I can see myself purchasing more Spirit Riding Free dolls.
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color me purple ♡ part one
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synopsis: it’s summer and you’re back at camp stillwater. as a counselor you mean serious business and you’ll do whatever it takes for your cabin to come out on top. the only thing in the way of that; ellie williams and her crazy antics.
| 𓆣 | pairing & wc: ellie williams x reader. wc: 3.3k
| ❀ | cw (by part): 18+ themes (MDNI), modern au, fem reader, some fluff + some angst (for now), marijuana use, pet names (doll, princess, hun), light sexual themes, swearing, mentions of blood (reader gets bloody nose), mentions of age (reader and ellie are both said to be 20 but feel free to change it in ur head lol)
a/n: feeling so summer lately i just had to write this. living vicariously through reader cause like why tf am i not having a summer camp gay awakening. this series is just 3 parts but it is sweet as pie so pls enjoy!!! i love you all dearly ♡~ lola
The blinding sun beamed down on your bare skin. Normally the sweltering heat would bother you more, but the excitement of your first day back at camp was more than enough to distract you from the outlandish temperatures. You barreled down the grassy hill, duffle bag in hand, revealing the large wooden arch that spelled out the words CAMP STILLWATER.
The grounds were bustling with counselors and caretakers preparing for the arrival of campers later that evening. Everyone was dressed in color coded garments that signaled what cabin group they belonged to. You were dressed in red, head of cabin 12. Your sheer, white ringer tee read “Staff” and was hemmed with strips of crimson. To match, a pair of red booty shorts with white stretching down the sides. They were just long enough to cover your plush cheeks until naturally riding up as you walked to reveal the crease where ass meets thigh. To top it off, knee high socks striped with the same exact red. You were fucking adorable.
Nature crunched under your sneakers as you practically skipped down the trail headlining it to your cabin. As you reached the steps a very familiar voice called out your name.
“Well, well, well, look who it is. Cabin neighbors, once again. Did ya miss me doll?”
“Ellie fucking Williams, don’t flatter yourself. I’ve been praying all week that I wouldn’t get stuck with your dumbass again. But, here we are.” You rolled your eyes in a dramatic fashion putting an emphasis on your obvious sarcasm. This would be your 3rd summer bunking next door to your biggest rival Ellie Williams.
Although you and Ellie weren’t truly enemies, she did get on your nerves, and you got on hers. This fed into a mutual sarcastic bit that you guys have continued to carry out for years. You’d think by 20 years old the two of you would’ve grown out of these childish antics, but it was secretly one of your favorite parts of the summer.
Ellie gave a half-assed chuckle, “you can never escape me.”
“Oh yes I can!” You whipped your head around, excusing yourself from the conversation and climbed up the weathered steps of your cabin. Ellie gawked as she watched you depart, your thighs giggling with each step. Her piercing green eyes always found their way to your body, but only when she thought you wouldn’t notice.
You entered the barren room and didn't even take the time to unpack before you started adorning the walls with themed decor and tying red ribbons in your hair. Cabin 12 always thrived with spirit when you were there. You took your role as camp counselor seriously and took the competitiveness even more seriously.
Camp Stillwater ran on a point system, and at the end of the summer the cabin with the most wins a trophy. The girls from your cabin were always finishing first in the tournament games, but when they didn’t, it was Ellie’s stupid blue campers who were swooping in to steal the victory. It drove you crazy. Last summer you came second to her and you were determined to never let it happen again. You began speaking to the empty room as if trying to somehow manifest these dreams into reality.
“This year cabin 12 will finish the summer with the most points.”
“Talking to yourself again?” You jumped at the sound of Ellie, not noticing that she had been lurking in the doorway. She was only there for a moment, but didn’t feel like announcing herself, too busy enjoying you running around like an excited puppy, spouting off about victory. Ellie had always admired your high spirits and go-getter attitude. A ray of light emitted from you constantly and she loved to bask in its glory. But, of course, she’d never let it be known.
“God Ellie you can’t just sneak up on me like that!”
“Sorry princess but the warden wants everyone at the mess hall like now. Come on slacker!” You noticed the change of clothes on Ellie, she was now adorned in a T-shirt just like yours but with blue details rather than red. Her auburn hair was pulled into a messy half-up, half-down, she always wore it like that when it started getting hot.
“Shut up, I'm not a slacker!! I’m just busy going above and beyond for my campers.” you argued, a pout forming on your lips. Ellie always knew how to press your buttons.
“You really wanna win this year huh?” She moved into your space, tilting her head with a cocky smirk.
“Yeah, yeah I do.”
“And you really think I’m gonna let that happen?” she teased.
“You’re so annoying Ellie. You can do whatever you want, but I will be winning” You jutted your head forward dramatically in an attempt at intimidation. Ellie rolled her eyes.
“Right… let’s just get going before we’re late and they don’t let you counsel at all” Ellie grabbed your hand and pulled, urging you to follow. Feeling her warm, calloused hand in yours, you almost didn’t want to let go. But, you did.
The mess hall was lined with strings of wooden picnic tables, all connecting to create a sense of community when it was filled with campers. Flags cascaded the walls, each a different color with a number, representing the teams. A large case expanded across the back wall, filled with trophies from years before. The corners of your mouth upturned with anticipation of the summer to come. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by an amplified voice booming from a megaphone. Holding said megaphone was the warden, Mrs. Campbell.
“Alright ladies! Tonight is the night! You all know what to do so go ahead and file out to find your campers!!” You and Ellie exited out the back of the building, heading to the camp entrance. A swarm of girls’ chatting and screams grew louder as staff united with them. One of your favorite parts about Camp Stillwater was the lack of boys. You felt safe, and you loved the idea of getting to empower all these young impressionable women.
You held up a sign signaling your cabin number and a single file line began forming in front of you. You handed each of your girls red ribbons (matching the ones in your own hair) as a personal touch, trying to foster a bond right from the start. Meanwhile, Ellie stood around for her campers dapping them up, giving off the perfect “chill counselor” vibe. You found the lack of discipline a little obnoxious but to each their own.
That night Stillwater kicked off camp with a bonfire complete with goodies for smores. You sat, knees together on the rough log, feeling as it left imprints of the bark on your bare thighs. Ellie sat just one log over goofing off with some other staff members, shooting an occasional glance at you.
The plastic bag of graham crackers crinkled as you ripped it open to begin assembling your late night snack. The hot air had turned cool with the lack of sun, but the preceding heat lingered in the melted chocolate you attempted to pass out. You stared as the sticky mallow and sweet liquid coco coated your fingers, inviting golden crumbs to join in. Ellie observed you deciding how to handle the mess, and with just a few seconds of thought, watched you stick your sugary soaked fingers straight in your mouth. A surge of guilt hit Ellie, noticing how much your licking troubled her. She clenched her thighs together and decided sweets just weren't for her.
With your hunger satisfied, the bonfire burned bright and you droned off getting lost in the flicker of the flames. Just then, you see a familiar Ellie in your peripherals wandering to the woods. Curious, you peeled your sticky legs from where you sat and got up to follow. You trailed behind her struggling to conceal your presence due to the snapping twigs under your feet. Ellie snaked her body back to acknowledge you and your obviousness. She loved to tease.
“Stalker much?”
“God, you wish I was stalking you, Williams.”
“So why are you following me then? Trying to catch me breakin’ the rules?” she questioned, half joking, half not. Continuing your follow, the two of you reached a more secluded part of the forest and Ellie halted.
“If you don’t want me to catch you, then maybe you should stop breaking rules. Ever think of that?” you taunted.
“Whatever Nancy Drew.” And with that, Ellie reached into her pocket pulling out a freshly rolled joint.
“You gonna bust me?” she teased before you quickly slapped the drugs out of her hands and into the moist dirt below.
“ELLIE!!!” you scolded her like she was a camper.
“Hey what the hell dude?!” she reached down to retrieve the now dirty joint and began to light it. A panicked look washed over your face and your eyes darted around, surveying for any possible company. God forbid you let this girl get you in trouble.
“I should be saying what the hell to you! Smoking on the job? So much for setting a good example… God, Ellie!” You palmed your face not sure how to proceed. In spite of your make believe beef, Ellie was your friend and you didn’t want to tattle. On the other hand though, the goodie two shoes and competitive freak inside wanted so badly to expose Ellie's naughty behavior. With her out of the picture, you could finish this summer out with a win. But, if you were being honest with yourself, camp wouldn’t be the same without her.
“Sorry, sorry. I know” Ellie shook her head at the ground pretending to be ashamed but she couldn’t have cared less. She knew you’d never tell, so on she went with her scheming.
“You wanna hit though?”
“Ellie!!” This time you gave a blow to her exposed bicep, really trying to lay the guilt on thick.
“Come onnnn. This is your 3rd year here, you’ve gotta loosen up at some point. Just one hit? Please, for me?” Ellie flashed you the most annoying puppy dog eyes and a devilish smirk already anticipating your answer. Growing up you found it easy to resist peer pressure, you’ve always thought of yourself as a rule follower, but when it came to Ellie she always knew what to say to push you to the edge. She was such an instigator and you fell for her act every damn time.
“Fine… one hit.” She practically shoved the weed in your hands in excitement as you reluctantly gave in. Ellie always had so much fun chipping away at that good girl exterior you worked so hard to uphold. You then took a slow drag and passed it back to her. You fixated on her wet lips as they placed themselves around the joint. She took a quick inhale before an amused look spread across her face.
“Cherry?” Already feeling the high, you gave Ellie a puzzled look, not understanding what she meant.
“Your lipgloss hun” She gestured to the pink stain rimming the tip of the joint.
Your face flushed red, “shit sorry.” You dug your foot into the ground and gave your lips a lick, recalling the fruity flavor.
“S’all good, I liked the taste” She replied, making your face turn a shade redder, almost matching the shorts that hugged your curves. Ellie would remember this moment, the taste of your lipgloss felt like a brush with destiny. Already assimilating the flavor to memory, she imagined her lips on yours and that cherry taste lingering in an exchange of saliva. God Ellie!! Stop being a perv and shut the fuck up!!
As one of the few masculine girls at camp, she was practically drowning in women, but her fixation with you prevented anything past a casual hook up. And casual hook up she did- with at least a fourth of the staff. Understandably, things got desperate being stuck at camp for 2 months straight. It’s not like you had the privacy to rub one out while sleeping in a room full of occupied bunk beds. But, with Ellie being a known player, you personally hadn’t thought twice about getting involved, despite the occasional butterflies. Bullying each other was more fun anyways.
Finally, Ellie finally finished off the joint, letting you take a couple more hits in between hers. She stomped the roach out into the moist ground making sure to put out any remaining embers. Her long stride pointed in the direction of the light filled cabins before you stopped her. With weed now rampant in your system, you weren’t ready for the night to end.
“Waitttt, stopppp, we can’t go nowww!” You grabbed Ellie’s wrist leading her back into the darkness, straight towards the lake.
“What? You wanna hangout with me all of the sudden?”
“I- I wanna swim…” you mumbled, almost afraid to hear it come out of your mouth. One of the most important rules at Camp Stillwater was no swimming after dark. Ellie almost gasped hearing you propose such a mischievous idea.
“Rulebreaker! Rulebreaker!” she chanted, almost falling over with laughter. Inside though, Ellie was kicking her feet at the thought of having a late night swim with her favorite girl.
“Come on Els, you’re the one who told me to live a little. Pleaseeee!!” You bat your long lashes like a cartoon character but there was no need to beg as Ellie was already on board. She loved corrupting you.
“I’ll race you!!” She shouted before dashing through the trees, kicking up dirt with each long stride. Of course she turned it into a competition, and you bolted right after her trying to catch up.
Neither of you even stopped to breathe as you reached the edge of the lake. Instead shirts, shorts, and shoes all flying off your bodies landing amongst the greenery, desperate to get your sweaty bodies into the cool, evening waters. As you dived in, a sense of euphoria washed over your body along with the deep blue ripples of H2O. Ellie’s head rose out of the water 2nd. She slicked her wet hair back and gave you a toothy smile that was to die for. You giggled at the sight, everything seeming a bit more silly while under the influence.
“Having fun princess?” she questioned, cheeks full.
“Yeah I am,” you smiled back, “I don’t think the fact that I’m breaking like 5 different rules has hit me yet.”
“Enough with the rules, let's have fun!” Ellie dove back into the water circling around your smooth legs. She took ur skin between her pointer and thumb, giving you little pinches like some sort of sea creature. You kicked and squirmed in reaction causing Ellie to shoot back up from her underwater adventure.
“Fuck off!” you shoved her bare shoulder with a teasing force. She put her hands up surrendering to your irritation. Her veiny arms glistened with lake water and your eyes wandered before getting stuck on the large tattoo adorning her forearm.
“Hey, that wasn’t there last summer.” you gestured to her.
“Yeah, uh, I got it a few months ago”
“It looks good,” you paused, “can I touch?” Ellie offered out her inked limb to you. It rested in your left hand and you used your right to trace the linework. Water droplets collected with each gentle brush of your fingertips. Goosebumps followed your delicate touch and Ellie's face turned red with enjoyment.
“S’pretty” you said, noticing a blush growing across your own face. You glanced off into the distance at the silence. The thick forest trees and bright stars urged you to take in a deep, pollution free inhale. Ellie broke the moment of zen to speak.
“Turn around.” she demanded. You obliged immediately despite her unknown intentions. You felt her hot breath on your neck and sudden skin-to-skin contact. She hooked her long fingers around your wet locks of hair, moving them across your back to one side. A chill radiated down your spine
“What are you doing Ellie?” you whispered. The closeness you shared and the now still lake, cloaked with haze, sent a hush over the both of you.
“Guess what I’m drawing” she whispered back. You scrunched up your shoulders in response to her vibrations hitting at your pulse. The feeling of her rough fingers met your back and began tracing symbols. You attempted to focus on her movements but it proved hard to decipher the message when she felt so close. Despite knowing Ellie for a long time, the two of you had never had this much prolonged touch. It ignited a feeling that you weren’t sure how to get control of. The silence hinted at your cluelessness.
“Here I’ll do it again,” she said, drawing out "I ♡ U” once more across your back.
“Fuck, I dont know. A dick?” You turned back to face Ellie questioning her with a giggle. Her face was littered with disappointment before quickly concealing it from you with a big splash of water. The tender moment was lost. She went along with your answer, lying through her teeth.
“Fine, you got me freak! It was a dick.” You splashed Ellie back harder, amused by her childish humor. The water slinging continued until you both became absolutely winded and ready to climb in bed. Oh fuck, bed...
“ELLIE, OH MY GOD, CURFEW!” you practically squealed before switching to breaststroke and heading towards land. Ellie snapped out of this little dream and followed after you.
You frantically threw on your clothes over your now soaked bra and panties. Wet spots began seeping through your shorts as you fiddled with your sneakers. Your wet feet swirled in the dirt below, caking them with the mud of your making. You vetoed the shoes and bolted towards the cabins completely barefoot. You were so focused on getting back that you hardly even noticed the branches and rocks assaulting your skin.
“FUCK WAIT UP!!” Ellie yelled, just feet behind you. As you looked back to acknowledge her request your ankle caught on a huge log that littered the forest's path. Your balance was thrown and your face went plummeting straight into the ground, hitting a dull rock on its way down. Ellie’s pace doubled as she jumped to your rescue. She fell to her knees by your side giving you support as you lifted yourself up. Looking down, your hands were dirty, stuck wood chips pressed into the skin. You dusted them off against each other, seemingly fine.
“Bro, oh my god, are you okay??” Ellie pestered, worried out of her mind.
“I think, yeah. It was honestly more embarrassing than painful.” you gave a light chuckle before looking up from the ground when suddenly a gush of liquid escaped your nose. Your finger dipped into the steady flow and you took note of the deep red now covering them.
“Just great.” you rolled your eyes. Ellie had the most concerned look on her face despite your injury being a simple bloody nose.
“We’ve gotta get you to the nurse like now!”
“Ellie chill, I’d rather not have an encounter with authority while I'm high as fuck and out past curfew.” You never thought you'd be saying that sentence.
“Fine, at least take this.” Ellie handed you a crumpled up tissue she had retrieved from her athletic shorts and you shoved it up your nose halting the flow.
Returning to the main area of the campgrounds felt like a walk of shame. You were drenched, muddy, and decorated in your own blood, and Ellie looked just as bad. Eventually the two of you reached your neighboring cabins and there waiting in between the steps of 11 and 12 was Warden Campbell. Fuck.
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drag racer!toji hcs
wc : idk :3
content : fem reader, modern!au, no curses!au, suggestive (?) content (reader strips), toji calls reader "minx" and "doll", reader is described to be smaller than toji, slightly oblivious reader, profanity
notes : read this for some context ! drag racer!toji *vibrates* i need. . . to expand on him. . .
whenever you seem upset about something, toji always tries to cheer you up. he may not be a man of many words, but he always finds other ways to lift your spirits.
after a bad day, you decided to hang around toji's mechanic shop. he's always had a keen eye, so it's no surprise that he picked up on your somber mood quite swiftly. he decides to swing by the break room and grabs two cold cans of your favorite drink.
"here, thought this'd cheer y'up." he says, reluctantly offering you the chilled drink with a sheepish expression on his face, avoiding your gaze.
"how'd you know i even like this?" you ask, gratefully accepting the metal can that began to sweat under the summer's heat, pressing it to your warm cheek.
"saw some empty cans of it when you dropped off y'r ride off to get it detailed," toji replies as he settles his large frame beside the set of stairs you were seated on.
"you know," he begins as he cracks his own can open, "y'should keep that ride of yours cleaner. s' a stunner of a car, that's for sure."
but his words seemingly go in one ear and out the other. the fact that he remembered such a small detail about you makes you forget whatever had upset you earlier.
rivals to lovers. . . mayhaps. . .
one day, you and toji got into a small argument over who's smarter out of the two of you. so, to settle the quarrel, you both decided on taking one of those completely-bullshit online tests.
as you were diligently taking this "free iq test," you couldn't help but notice toji repeatedly clicking the "c" option. . . for every single question.
jokingly, you asked, "why are you choosing 'c' for everything? do you wanna lose?"
with the biggest shit-eating grin spread across his scarred lips, toji replied, "well, when in doubt pick 'c', right?"
in that moment, your expression changed from shock to amusement.
shaking your head and laughing, you couldn't believe that of all people, toji was the one you couldn't get over.
unsurprisingly, toji is really street-smart
one time, the cops raided a race that you and toji were supposed to participate in. as you were hurrying to get to your car to make a quick getaway, you noticed toji struggling to open the door to one of his older cars that he chose to race in that night.
"fushiguro! leave it, we don't have any time!" you shout at toji over the loud commotion and sirens.
"they're gonna tow my ride!" toji growls back, growing more impatient at the stuck door handle.
"you're worried about the wrong thing right now. just get in my car, shiu'll figure something out! he always gets everyone's shit back if the price is right." you reason.
toji notices how your tone only grew increasingly concerned, so he begrudgingly complies.
"fine, fine. i'll go with you. jus' drop me off at the shop. or swing us around the spot for a bite, all this crap has got my stomach grumblin'." he sighs as he ducks down into the passenger seat of your car, clicking his seatbelt on.
you raise a brow at his notorious freeloader suggestions.
"your a real piece of work, fushiguro, y'know that?" you joke as you pull out of the crowded meet-up scene.
"s' only fair! you don't ask a guy out and not buy him some grub," he huffs, jokingly crossing his arms across his broad chest and turning to face the window.
"that is definitely not what the saying is, and i definitely did not ask you on a date!" you exclaim, exasperated.
toji really is something else.
another time, you stopped by toji's shop hoping he could walk you through an oil change on one of your older cars. the truth was, you already knew how to do it, but you just wanted to spend some time with toji.
"tojiiii?" you called out in a sing-song tone, but he was nowhere in sight.
it wasn't until he heard your honeyed voice ringing through the shop that he hopped off his ass and jogged over to greet you, his cheeks stained with grease and his white tank top and jumpsuit covered in it.
not that you were complaining, but you wished you could see him wearing his jumpsuit properly instead of with the upper half tied around his well-defined torso.
"wha'sup doll? why're you here dressed up nice?" he asked, resting his hands on his hips as he scanned your smaller frame.
"thought you could show me how to do an oil change on one of my older cars. . . but i completely forgot how messy this place can get. i shoulda worn something else, huh?" you nervously grinned, not prepared for the possibility of rejection.
"oh, yeah! no worries. f'sure i can. i got some spare jumpsuits and tanks you can change into. don't worry 'bout it." your request initially shocked him, but he grew excited at the opportunity to both spend time with you and teach you something.
"seriously?! you're the best, toji!" you exclaim, gratefully taking both of his large, calloused hands in yours.
toji blushes.
"don' mention it. it's nothin'." he replies before retracting one of his hands to run down his face, unable to believe the effect you have on him.
he starts to lead you down to his office so you can change into some more appropriate clothing, but he forgets that your hand is still in his.
the skin-to-skin contact is short-lived as he lets go of your hand to unlock the office door.
"here're the smallest jumpsuit and tank i got. lemme know if y'need anything-" he says, turning to hand you the clothes. however, he soon gets choked up mid-sentence as you've already started stripping your top off in front of him.
"yeah! i'll get you toji, don' worry." you reply, your voice muffled from behind your top.
clearly, you don't understand the effect you have on toji.
"what're you doing, you minx? i'm still in here!" he splutters as he clambers out of his office, both his ears and neck now warm.
"fucking christ. . ." he groans, making his way towards the washroom to cool down his face with some water.
after that entire fiasco, toji often played pranks with you while you were under your car changing its oil. he does all sorts of things, from splashing water on the lower half of your frame that hangs from under the car to dragging you out by your ankles. he's so annoying (affectionate).
tags : @yunymphs @prttyangelz @maeby-cursed
© 2023, sugusat0us
#fluff ☆#headcanons ☆#jjk fluff#toji fluff#jjk x reader#toji x reader#guess who's back....#drag racer!toji#he's jus a big ol' burly man who gets awkward whenever reader's a little brave with her advances
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Day 9 — Christmas Ambiance
Pairing || TFATWS!Bucky x Female!Reader
Word Count || Around 900
Contents & Warnings || Fluff, very mild Angst — no warnings.
Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!
Advent Calendar 2023
During the holiday season, Christmas songs held a deep significance, not only for you and Bucky but for people all around the globe. Without iconic songs such as “All I Want for Christmas Is You,” “Mistletoe,” “Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree,” “Feliz Navidad,” “Jingle Bell Rock,” and “Last Christmas,” the festive spirit would be boring and bleak, making the season dull and joyless.
You and Bucky refrained from listening to any songs before December 1st. But, the preparation for your annual Christmas playlist started weeks in advance. All the iconic songs made the list, as well as spicing it up with new releases.
On November 30th, a few minutes before midnight, you and Bucky found yourselves nestled on the sofa, each engrossed in a book. Your eyes occasionally darted to the clock, anticipation building for the stroke of midnight, signaling the start of the holiday month.
With your phone synced to the Bluetooth speakers, playlist queued up, and finger hovering over the play button, the moment arrived. The clock chimed midnight, and you pressed play.
The opening jingle of Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas Is You” resonated throughout the living room, and, unable to resist, you started singing along, your voice blending with hers.
“Come on, Bucky! It’s time,” you urged, pointing at him to join.
“I don’t want a lot for Christmas.”
“There is just one thing I need.”
Bucky closed his book, meeting your gaze with a smile that spoke of his affection. As the song continued, he joined the serenade.
“Make my wish come true.”
“All I want for Christmas is you.”
Bucky cupped your face, pressing his lips to yours, firm and determined, sealing the song's sentiment with a kiss.
“It’s true, doll. All I want for Christmas is you. Only you.”
Cliche yet heartwarming, his words elicited a giggle from you as you exchanged kisses.
You and he danced and spun across the living room as the song continued, singing your hearts out to the classic tune. In between verses, Bucky took the opportunity to steal affectionate kisses and tender touches, adding a touch of passion to your laughter and joy, making the experience memorable.
Throughout December, Christmas songs became the soundtrack of your days. During car rides, you would sing your voices hoarse with upbeat Christmas tunes. In comparison, playful days had you and Bucky twirling and laughing to the classic songs in your living room.
Amidst the joyful chaos, your favorite times were the quiet evenings of Christmas ambiance, when the two of you engaged in a slow dance guided by the timeless melodies of Bucky’s beloved 1940s Christmas songs.
Bucky placed the cherished 40s classics onto the turntable. The classic holiday tune, “White Christmas” by Irving Berlin, began to play, casting a warm, sepia-toned ambiance across the living room. The aged melody conveyed nostalgia that enveloped the dimly lit space. As the needle delicately traced the record’s grooves, a soft hiss accompanied the music, adding to its charm.
“Dance with me, doll,” Bucky invited with a boyish smile. Pulling you into his arms, he planted a tender kiss on your forehead. You hummed in contentment as you placed a hand in his and the other on his shoulder. Bucky’s free hand found its place on the small of your back, drawing you into a gentle yet firm embrace.
“I would love nothing more,” you giggled, allowing him to lead.
Your bodies melded together seamlessly, like two pieces of a perfect puzzle. Your head found a comfortable spot on his chest, near his heart, while his chin rested atop your head, creating a cocoon of protection and closeness. The dance was slow and deliberate, synchronizing with the tempo of the music. His movements were smooth and practiced—a testimony to his bygone era.
Bucky’s focus extended beyond the dance itself; it lingered on you. Amidst the nostalgic atmosphere, he showered you with whispers of sweet nothings, tender kisses on your forehead, and soft touches on your back—deepening the dance and connection.
As you and he immerse yourselves in the music and each other, your thoughts wander to a younger Bucky—charismatic and a true ladies’ man in the 1940s. A hint of jealousy flickered as you envisioned him gracefully dancing and wooing women with his youthful charm. However, these moments were part of the tapestry of his life, contributing to the person he is today. So you embraced those memories with a bittersweet taste, understanding and cherishing them.
Meeting Bucky’s gaze, it’s as if he could read the currents of your thoughts. His smile radiates warmth, his eyes reflecting adoration—a silent reassurance and affirmation that your love is unique, different from anything that came before.
“You’re everything to me, doll. You’re it. You know that,” he murmured, gently pinching your chin and caressing your lips with his. “You’re the love of my life. My one true love.”
“I know, Bucky. I love you—past, present, and future. All your stories, all your scars, you. You’re my one.”
Bucky’s charm shines through as he gracefully twirls you around, eliciting a cheerful giggle as you spin in his embrace.
As the song comes to an end, Bucky delicately dips you, sealing the intimate moment with a passionate kiss. With a smile, he brings you upright, cradling you in his arms, the steady beat of his heart syncing with your own.
You continue to dance the night away, celebrating your journey and cherishing your shared and personal scars and stories. The ambiance of Christmas songs envelops your home, creating a backdrop for your celebration.
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Messy doodle based off a very in depth headcanon I have (under read more)
Okay SO. Penny joined the choir last second mainly for the free of charge fair trip (she still liked singing but it was mostly for the trip lol) and she snuck Ezra in so they could have fun and stuff right since this is possibly the first fair thing they've ever gone to. Penny hangs out with the rest of the choir for a little and Ezra is off doing his own thing (the Lambs group back up every so often. They were together while the rest of the choir was getting their fortunes told which is why Penny didn't) and he wins the doll in some cash grab game that ends up being used as Jane's head.
When the choir is about to get on the Cyclone, Penny and Ezra swap their things because 1. the dolphin balloon (seen in the fairgrounds photoshoot) is not allowed on the rollercoaster and 2. Ezra wanted on too but there wasn't enough seats so he insisted she took the doll on the ride with her so he's "enjoying it in spirit" or something
After death, Karnak basically dupes the doll and gives it to her as a little piece of who she used to be and also so she could you know. Have a head
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Enduring Roots Legacy Challenge
A seven generation Sims 4 legacy challenge based on some of the plants found in the base game. Focus on gardening and some supernatural gameplay.
Required Packs: None
Optional Packs (for some alternate aspirations/traits & optional goals): Cats & Dogs, City Living, Cottage Living, Crystal Creations, Discover University, Eco Lifestyle, For Rent, Get Famous, Get Together, Get to Work, High School Years, Horse Ranch, Island Living, Journey to Batuu, Jungle Adventure, Outdoor Retreat, Paranormal, Realm of Magic, Romantic Garden, Seasons, Snowy Escape, Spa Day, Strangerville, Vampires, Werewolves
Getting started: Aging can be set to whatever you prefer, including being turned off entirely. Gen 1 can be created alone, or with a spouse, sibling, parents, etc., and can be of any age. The listed aspiration does not have to be picked as the sim's first one; they just need to work on (and ideally complete) it at some point in their lives. This challenge is meant to be flexible and guide storytelling, not to be intentionally difficult, and adapt to whatever packs you might have (whether that be none, or all of them), so feel free to make changes to the rules where you need to.
Currently play-testing. As I do, and as new packs release, I may make some changes.
Generation 1: Orchard
Always bright as a summer’s day, and beloved by everyone you’ve met, sometimes you’ve been told you’re too much of a good thing. And that some quirks are just not endearing. It’s not your fault you can see things others can’t, and you refuse to pass up the opportunity to make a friend, living or dead.
Traits: Cheerful, Erratic [or Cringe (for rent), or Clumsy], Outgoing [or Dog Lover (cats & dogs), Cat Lover (cats & dogs), Animal Enthusiast (cottage living), or Horse Lover (horse ranch)]
Aspiration: Friend of the World, Friend of the Animals (cats & dogs), Country Caretaker (cottage living), or Emissary of the Collective (werewolves).
Goals:
Reach level five of the comedy skill
Befriend 3 ghosts*
Have a penpal
Grow an orchard of at least three different types of fruit trees
Have a ghost join the household, or a current member die and rejoin the household as a ghost.*
Optional: Live in a haunted house residential (paranormal)
Optional: Have the island spirits lot trait (island living), and/or spooky lot challenge (city living)
Optional: Max the medium skill (paranormal), pet training skill (cats & dogs), and/or horse riding skill (horse ranch)
Optional: Complete any of the following collections: postcards, sugar skulls, and/or spirit dolls (snowy escape)
*Ghost pets (cats & dogs) and horses (horse ranch) qualify. Specters (paranormal) do not.
Generation 2: Wolfsbane
A student of the earth and the night sky, you’ve always found the mysteries of the world more intriguing than any facet of contemporary human civilization.
Traits: Loner [or Socially Awkward (high school years) or Unflirty (city living)], Genius [or Bookworm], Loves Outdoors
Aspiration: The Curator, Archaeology Scholar (jungle adventure), Outdoor Enthusiast (outdoor retreat), Jungle Explorer (jungle adventure), Cure Seeker (werewolves), or Crystal Crafter (crystal creations).
Goals:
Grow an herb garden
Grow wolfsbane flowers*
Have a telescope
Reach level 10 of the logic skill
Moonbathe at least once during each different lunar phase
Optional: Max the vampire lore skill (vampires), herbalism skill (outdoor retreat), and/or gemology skill (crystal creations).
Optional: Complete any of the following collections: microscope, space prints and/or fossils
*If you don’t have Vampires or Werewolves, then you may have to use debug to find the flower, as although it is a base game plant, I don’t know if there is any way to access it through base game gameplay.
Generation 3: U.F.O Fruit
Your parent inspired in you an awe for the cosmos, but unlike them, who considered it distant and obscure, you’re determined to experience as much of the expanse as you can. All your dreams of adventure you will make reality, and your belief in true love may guide the way.
Traits: Good [or Generous (for rent)], Childish, Loyal [or Adventurous (snowy escape)]
Aspiration: Soulmate, Extreme Sports Enthusiast (snowy escape), Strangerville Mystery (strangerville), or Paragon of Hope (journey to batuu).
Teen Aspiration (optional, would not replaces main aspiration): Live Fast (high school years) or Goal Oriented (high school years)
Goals:
Have a Lin Z speaker
Marry either your high school or college sweetheart, or meet your future spouse on vacation (or while visiting Sixam (get to work)
Reach level five of the fitness skill
Have a rocket ship and reach level 10 of the rocket science skill
Find the U.F.O fruit and use it to start a garden
After having your first child, publish 3 children’s books
Optional: Grow all three Sixam plants in your garden (get to work)
Optional: Max the robotics skill (discover university)
Optional: Complete any of the following collections: aliens, space rocks, geodes (get to work), and/or snow globes (city living)
Generation 4: Dragonfruit
There’s something about you that’s striking, alluring; you can’t enter a room without everyone’s eyes on you. Admire, but don’t touch. You have a reputation for having a thorny veneer, and no matter what you do, you can’t help but hurt the ones you love the most.
Traits: Mean [or Nosy (for rent)], Romantic, Self-Assured [or Self-Absorbed (get famous)]
Aspiration: Chief of Mischief, Serial Romantic, Villainous Valentine, Party Animal, Leader of the Pack (get together), World Famous Celebrity (get famous), or City Native (city living).
Teen Aspiration (optional, would not replace main aspiration): Drama Llama (high school years), Live Fast (high school years), or Admired Icon (high school years)
Goals:
Have and use a voodoo doll
Reach level 10 charisma
Grow dragonfruit
Throw/attend a social event (or a festival) every weekend while a young adult
Earn gold on three dates
Become enemies with two sims that you were previously good friends with
Optional: Complete any of the following collections: crystals, MySims trophies, city posters (city living), and/or tassels (for rent)
Optional: Max the gemology skill (crystal creations).
Generation 5: Cowplant
Dull days and long nights under pulsating lights and darkened rooms. You’re an eccentric bartender constantly surrounded by the pungent vitality of your workplace, and you find it therapeutic. But as you truly begin to perfect your craft, you find yourself bored with drinks that only free the mind for a time, and become obsessed with creating the elixir of life.
Traits: Evil, Perfectionist [or Overachiever (high school years)], Foodie [or Glutton]
Aspiration: Master Mixologist, Purveyor of Potions (realm of magic), or Expert Nectar Maker (horse ranch)
Teen Aspiration (optional, would not replace main aspiration): Drama Llama (high school years)
Goals:
Enter the culinary career (regardless of aspiration) and reach level four (you can choose to leave after that).
Grow grapes
Grow a cowplant and routinely milk it for the essence of life (even if you no longer need it for yourself)
Have a good relationship with only one of your children (your heir)
Optional: Learn the Pufferfish Nigiri recipe (city living)
Optional: Have the On a Dark Ley Line lot trait (vampires)
Optional: Make beetle juice and serve it to a friend/significant-other/family-member three times in a row as a "prank" (eco lifestyle)
Optional: Max the juice-fizzing skill (eco lifestyle) and/or nectar-making skill (horse ranch)
Generation 6: Death Flower
You grew up surrounded by the constant shadow of death, and you, the only one your parent could never sacrifice, were the one to finally end their reign of terror. Now, you’re alone with your memories, not even the Grim Reaper to talk to. You spend your life writing haunting eulogies, driven by some sense of penance, both for the lives your parent took and for the one murder you committed to end the carnage.
Traits: Gloomy, Loner [or Paranoid (strangerville)], Jealous [or High Maintenance (spa day)]
Aspiration: Musical Genius, Inner Peace (spa day) or Good Vampire (vampires)
Goals:
Reach level 10 of an instrument (violin, pipe organ (vampires), piano, or guitar)
Befriend the Grim Reaper during your childhood/teen years
Kill your parent during your teenage or young adult life stage
Only visit community lots at night
Grow orchids, pomegranates, and death flowers
Optional: Have the tragic clown painting
Optional: Have the Cursed (city living) and/or Spooky lot challenge (city living)
Optional: Ask for three wishes from the wishing well (romantic garden)
Optional: Max the wellness skill (spa day)
Generation 7: Forbidden Fruit of the Plant Sim
Your parent lived in eternal mourning, so any happiness or beauty were things you had to find yourself. You found all that and more, in the splendors of nature, and became obsessed with capturing it on canvas for everyone to see. As you tread deeper into nature’s embrace, you find secrets that transform the very essence of your being.
Traits: Creative [or Art Lover], Cheerful, Loves Outdoors [or Green Fiend (eco lifestyle)]
Aspiration: Painter Extraordinare, Freelance Botanist, or Country Caretaker (cottage living)
Goals:
Live off-the-grid
Reach level 10 gardening
Reach level 10 painting
Complete three masterpiece quality paintings
Find the forbidden fruit of the plant sim; plant it
Become a plant sim (unless you are already an occult)
Optional: Have the Creepy Crawlies (jungle adventure), Simple Living (cottage living) and/or Reduce & Recycle lot challenge (eco lifestyle)
Optional: Max the flower arranging skill (seasons)
Optional: Complete any of the following collections: frogs and/or insects (outdoor retreat)
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Movie Night with Ken
AO3 / Commissions / Links /
Warnings: fluff, tiny tiny angst, hurt/comfort, feeling excluded, sobbing, not beta read
Summary: Ken planned a special night to watch a horsey movie with you. But when emotions starts bubbling up due to the film, he gets insecure.
a/n: I watched this movie for the first time a few days ago, and I fell in love with this silly. (I'm still practising writing and english is not my first language, so I apologise for mistakes) ((lowkey nervous posting this ))
tags my beloveds: @ken-dom
Moon was shining,
Stars were singing,
All the clouds went sleeping.
It was a quiet evening,
Notley as quiet as Los Angeles can be,
When Ken was busy arranging things,
He thought were important for his doings.
You two were in your home,
That Ken called Dojo Mojo.
You still remembered the time,
Caughting him red handed as he tried,
To hide something from your sight.
“What you got there dear?”
“I-it’s nothing..
It’s stupid really haha..”
— as he moved,
You saw a picture of—
“Horses?
Is that what you tried to hide from me? “
“ … yes.”
“ Oh you silly!
Come,
Tell me about them, everything.”
“ Really?!”
— And with that,
He started telling you all things,
About horse riding and races,
While you let him to put,
That beloved picture on the wall.
Right now as he was organising your Dojo,
He looked at the canvas many times,
As if collecting confidence from its sight.
He checked everything twice,
Because he wanted to make everything perfectly fine.
You were waiting patiently in the kitchen,
Stealing secret looks towards that working man.
After he found everything flawless,
He escorted you in your bedchamber,
The room was casted with a pinkish light,
Burning candles on the bedsides.
“My idea was.. I thought,
That we can watch,
The horse movie together,
Spirit: the Stallion of the Cinnamon!”
“It’s Cimarron”
— You laughed,
As you saw him all so excited.
Standing on tiptoes,
And taking a breath,
You kissed his little face,
That made his cheeks scarlety red.
“So it’s a sleepover?”
“Yes”
— with your reply,
He punched the air,
Jumping up and down in a merry way.
“Sublime!”
The two of you were on the bed,
That Ken insisted to be decorated with pinkness,
Buried under pillow forts and blankets,
Flushed together in sweetness.
There wasn’t a quiet minute,
Because Ken was talking horse facts,
And exhale his delights and surprises.
How you loved to see him that way,
Comfortable and talkative!
You could’ve listen to his silly little things for hours,
So you can see his adorable smile,
Accompanied with giggles,
Which were music in the night.
The movie was progressing,
So as the plot,
And you noticed a silence that covered you both,
As the end credits rolled you turned,
To see what’s wrong.
He sank deeper into the soft covers,
Turning away from you,
“Ken?”
— You called softly his name,
Resulting in him sinking even further away,
Something is wrong,
But what?
So you gently touched,
His carved shoulders.
If it wasn’t for the contract you would never know,
But shivers were running through,
His perfect beach-ready form.
“What’s the matter?
I thought the movie wasn’t that bad!”
“ He got free.. after all the h-hardships,
And ..found l-love!
Someone who ap-ppreciates him—“
A sudden sob cut him short,
Making him turn away even more,
“Ken, there is nothing wrong with crying.”
“You think so?”
“Yes I do”
—With that ,
You pulled him up from the deep Bluness,
Tugging him into a cosy embrace,
Filling his chest with warmness.
Silly silly Ken thought,
That showing “weakness”,
Would resort,
You realising he isn’t Kenough,
That he is a pathetic, unworthy doll,
And would be yet again left alone,
In the footsteps of yours.
Of course,
You would never leave this cutie pie behind,
You only want to see him shine.
With your arms around his hot body,
And the praises from your lips,
He finally started to relax and let,
His emotions to wash over his head,
With teary puppy eyes,
He started to tell headcanons of his mind.
With your blooming love,
You two were a peaceful island among,
The noisy streets and haste,
Where only the night sky,
Could hear Ken’s movie ideas.
He just talked and talked until he felt,
The magical visit of dreamland.
Sleep came and hid you both,
Under that horsy picture,
Which watched over you two.
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🌈 TS3 ARCHETYPE LEGACY CHALLENGE
to celebrate 100 followers (thank you!!) i’m sharing this 12-generation legacy challenge i created based on the 12 jungian archetypes where each generation represents one of the archetypes. it’s mostly trait-based with some requirements for each generation. feel free to tweak them however you want–these are guidelines, not strict rules, it’s meant to be fun after all! the challenge is completed once the 13th generation is born (or once you’re bored 🤷)
credit: quotes and inspiration taken from this article
the set-up:
start by creating your founder (a YA sim) that represents one of the archetypes described below. for this challenge the order doesn’t matter, choose based on what makes the most sense storytelling-wise or use a number generator for extra randomness
the founder and each heir must all have a primary trait that corresponds to their respective archetype as well as a secondary trait selected from a given list (see archetype rules below). the remaining 3 traits are up to you except for the ones that aren’t allowed for that generation (we’ll call them “conflicting traits”). if a child is born with a conflicting trait they may not become heir unless you replace that trait via alchemy/cheating. to make the trait assignment process easier i highly recommend downloading the mod that enables all traits for all ages
lifetime wishes are up to you
there are no rules for other sims in your household, only for your founder and heirs (but there are some requirements that may involve their spouses/children in some way)
...now for the archetypes!
the 12 archetypes:
1. THE INNOCENT 🐣
“free to be you and me”
primary trait: GOOD
secondary trait (choose at least one): absent-minded, easily impressed, excitable, friendly, loves the outdoors, family-oriented, over-emotional, childish, hopeless romantic
conflicting traits: mean-spirited, snob, evil
may be employed in any career except crime, politics and scam artist branch of fortune telling (no place for pure innocent souls like them)
every time sim wishes to donate to charity, they must fulfill that wish
may only woohoo on 3d date
may not cheat or have multiple romantic interests
may only try for baby with their spouse
if an innocent heir receives an imaginary friend doll as a toddler, it must come alive and they must remain good friends till the end of the run
must pet a unicorn at least once
2. THE EVERYSIM 🤝
“all sims are created equal”
note: most of the time it’s impossible to prevent your sim from becoming at least a 1-star celebrity, so personally i would play an everysim by opting the household out of the celebrity system in the gameplay options menu.
primary trait: FRIENDLY
secondary trait (choose at least one): easily impressed, excitable, frugal, good sense of humor, workaholic, green thumb, handy, schmoozer
conflicting traits: snob, rebellious, avantgarde, star quality, natural born performer, loner
may not be self-employed (freelancing is too lonely for someone who wants to belong)
may be employed in any career except those that are supernatural-related or feature being in the spotlight (showtime careers, singer or band, actor etc.), but they may only reach level 5 of any career track. they may change careers as many times as you wish
must have one “normal” hobby (e.g. gardening, fishing, horse riding etc.)
must fix every appliance on the lot by themselves
must be friends with their neighbor(s) or/and colleagues and invite them over for dinner at least once a week
must always do the suck up to boss interaction for at least 2 hours every work day
may not accept opportunities that increase celebrity points (or any opportunities at all, if you want extra limitations)
may not be friends with sims who have rebel influence (unless colleagues or neighbors)
may not cook ambrosia or use other “magical” ways to control their aging
may not interact with supernatural or magical things (e.g. alchemy, woodoo dolls, bonehilda coffins, imaginary friends, unicorns etc.)
may not become a supernatural
may not socialize with supernaturals, unless they are your colleagues/neighbors OR unless your sim was born a supernatural
if your sim was born a supernatural, there are 2 ways of developing the storyline:
i. find the cure asap and prove that you renounce your past by gaining an enemy among the members of the appropriate occult and winning a fight against them
ii. find a community of members of your occult type. group up with at least one fellow supernatural every week, marry and have children only within your occult type (if needed, you can be the one to turn them). however, you can’t be the leader of this community (e.g. the leader of a werewolf pack, the king/queen of the fae etc.)
must only marry or have children with a person from their community: either a colleague, a sim who lives nearby, someone who shares your sim’s traits etc. if your sim was born a supernatural, their spouse must be the same type of occult as your sim
if the sim’s child receives an imaginary friend doll you may not allow them to interact with it unless it’s the heir who was rolled as the innocent (in which case they must befriend the doll)
3. THE HERO 💪
“where there’s a will, there’s a way”
primary trait: BRAVE
secondary trait (choose at least one): athletic, disciplined, friendly, good, adventurous, daredevil, lucky, star quality, social butterfly
conflicting traits: snob, proper, loner, coward
may be employed in the following careers: law enforcement (special agent), military, professional sports, firefighter, ghost hunter, lifeguard
must reach level 10 in the selected career track
must reach a 5-star celebrity level
may not have burglar or fire alarms on their home lot and must always fight the burglar or extinguish the fire by themselves
must explore at least one rabbit hole (e.g. masoleum, haunted house etc.)
must perform the “promise to protect” interaction with every new sim they meet (aim to have the “protector” moodlet at all times)
must drive a motorcycle
4. THE CAREGIVER 🧸
“love your neighbor as yourself”
primary trait: FAMILY-ORIENTED
secondary trait (choose at least one): frugal, neat, natural cook, animal lover, nurturing
conflicting traits: commitment issues, dislikes children, slob, evil, mean-spirited
may be self-employed or work in the following careers: medicine, culinary, education, daycare
may not try for baby until they have acquired the fertility treatment lifetime reward
once the fertility reward is acquired, you must try for baby each time instead of woohoing (but you can change the chance of pregnancy via nraas/use risky woohoo)
must always dance to kids music for a couple of hours during each pregnancy (to increase the chance of triplets)
may not hire a babysitter–they must care for their toddlers themselves
all toddlers must learn the 3 basic skills (walking, talking & potty). other members of the household may help, but your sim must take part as well
may not go to work when there are toddlers on the lot. they may work from home if they’re self-employed. once all toddlers have aged up to children, the sim may travel to work if there are other sims in the household who can watch the kids (not special services)
must teach teenage children to drive
must be best friends with all their children by the time they reach teenagehood
may not send their kids to boarding schools
must help every child with homework at least once
if pets ep is installed: must have at least one pet. another idea you can play out is start a pet legacy that will continue on together with the main legacy
if a member of a household is deceased while playing the caregiver, you must leave their tombstone on your home lot and let the ghost roam freely
5. THE EXPLORER 🧭
“don’t fence me in”
primary trait: LOVES THE OUTDOORS
secondary traits (choose at least one): adventurous, lucky, rebellious, brave, commitment issues, gatherer, athletic
conflicting traits: couch potato, coward, hates the outdoors
may only be self-employed as only freelance works for explorers who need as much freedom as possible
must move to a different lot every week until they have children who live on the same lot as them, then they can build a legacy house and settle down
must visit all 3 countries, explore at least one tomb in each one and befriend at least one sim from each country
may not try for baby until they’ve visited all 3 countries
each time your sim woohoos, they must do it in a different location. try to woohoo in as many different spots as you can!
may only marry/have children with sims who are different from them in some way (an opposite trait, appearance, an occult, a foreign sim etc.)
when the successor reaches childhood stage, your sim must travel with them to a country of your choice to “show them the world”
when they settle down and get married, every week you have to roll a number to determine whether the union is going to survive (if it’s 1 keep them together, if it’s 2 break them up). the exception is when the spouse is pregnant, in this case you may wait until they give birth and then roll. keep doing this until you switch to the next heir
must complete at least one collection (gems, rocks, butterflies etc.)
must fulfill all midlife crisis wishes
must accept every opportunity they get
must take at least one picture a day (to remember all the majestic experiences)
must attend every seasonal festival
6. THE REBEL 📣
“rules are made to be broken”
primary trait: LONER or REBELLIOUS
secondary traits (choose at least one): artistic, daredevil, hot-headed, inappropriate, kleptomaniac, rebellious, loner, avantgarde, charismatic, dramatic
conflicting traits: proper
may only be self-employed or work in the following careers: criminal (thief), journalism, music (rock), politics. can also be a band member
must organize protests every week
teen must pull a prank every day
teen must skip school at least once
teen must stay out past curfew at least once
must get at least 3 tattoos (may not ignore any tattoo wishes)
must write at least one satire book (you’ll need to write 4 humor books for that, but you can also do it with lvl. 4 in writing skill if you have the avantgarde trait)
if the sim is a politician, they must write a political memoir, too
may not have a baby until their rebel influence is level 5 (try to max out the rebel influence)
7. THE LOVER 🌹
“you’re the only one”
primary trait: FLIRTY
secondary trait (choose at least one): friendly, good sense of humor, party animal, star quality, charismatic, great kisser, hopeless romantic, social butterfly, irresistible
conflicting traits: loner, shy, socially awkward, unflirty
may be employed in any career that features being in the spotlight (e.g. music, actor, showtime careers etc.)
must always use “talk to colleagues” interaction at work for a couple of hours (if working at a rabbit hole)
must try to impress every celebrity they encounter
must become a 5-star celebrity
must reach level 10 of charisma skill
must have their first kiss as a teen (unless it’s the founder)
teen must have a partner to go to prom with (aim to become prom queen/king)
must accept every party invitation
must host a party every week
must go on a date every week. every date must result in woohoo or makeout (if there are no places available for woohoo)
must have someone stay over every week
must create an online dating profile and accept all messages they get there
may not try for baby before they’ve gone on 5 dates with different sims
must only get married after they’ve reached adulthood. after your sim gets married they don’t have to go on dates/have someone stay over anymore
must have a blog and post every day (unless they have a “blogged out” moodlet in which case you might wait till it passes)
must send at least one text every day
if you wish your sim may use life fruits or other ways to slow down aging as they are afraid of it, but only after reaching adulthood. you may not use the age freeze potion reward
8. THE ARTIST 🎨
“if you can imagine it, it can be done”
primary trait: ARTISTIC or VIRTUOSO
secondary traits (choose at least one): eccentric, artistic, virtuoso, ambitious, perfectionist, rebellious, photographer’s eye, avantgarde, savvy sculptor
conflicting traits: can’t stand art
may be (self-)employed in any creative career or profession (culinary, music, film, architecture, band, stylist, painter, photographer, writer, game development, artist, inventor, sculptor)
must paint a portrait/make a sculpture of every sim in their household
must reach level 10 of their career
must reach level 10 in a creative skill of your choice as well as complete at least 1 skill challenge
must have an art gallery at home filled with their creations (alernatively could be a separate lot that you own)
must have a muse (or several of them), a sim who inspires them to create art
9. THE JESTER 🃏
“you only live once”
primary trait: GOOD SENSE OF HUMOR
secondary traits (choose at least one): friendly, insane, inappropriate, rebellious, star quality, charismatic, childish
conflicting traits: snob, proper, no sense of humor
may be employed in any career or profession, but they may only reach level 3 before “getting fired” for improper behavior. they may also be self-employed, in which case there’s no limit to how high they can score. if you chose a showtime career for your sim, there are also no limits
child sim must skip school at least twice
teen sim must pull every existing type of prank. that includes booby traps, neighborhood pranks and school pranks
teen must stay out past curfew at least once
must write a best-selling humor book (you’ll probably need to write several of them to reach the best-selling status)
must write at least one satire book (you’ll need to write 4 humor books to be able to do that)
must troll on forums at least every other day (you’ll need the inappropriate, mean-spirited, evil or grumpy trait to perform this action, so if you really don’t want your sim to have one of these traits you can ignore this rule)
every time the sim swims, they must skinny dip (unless there are children on the lot)
10. THE SAGE 📜
“the truth will set you free”
primary trait: GENIUS
secondary traits (choose at least one): loner, perceptive, ambitious, bookworm, computer whiz, perfectionist, workaholic, brooding, shy
conflicting traits: party animal, social butterfly, couch potato
may be (self-)employed in any career or profession that requires logic or creative skill
must always keep their nerd influence at the minimum level of 5 and win at least 3 trivia challenges
must visit the library/comic store every week
must get on an honor roll as a child and teen
must go to university and get an “a” degree
must reach level 10 of logic skill by adulthood
must max out 2 other skills of your choice
must complete at least one logic skill challenge (grand master, celestial explorer, teacher extraordinaire or skill professor)
must unlock and test all potions on chemistry table
must have at least one child via a non-conventional method (alien abduction, wishing well, plantsim, engineer a baby)
11. THE MAGICIAN 🚀
“i make things happen”
primary trait: BOOKWORM
secondary traits (choose at least one): eccentric, genius, perceptive, ambitious, supernatural fan, charismatic, gatherer
conflicting traits: couch potato, supernatural skeptic
may be self-employed or employed in the following careers: science, education, fortunetelling (mystic), magician
must reach level 10 of selected career
must be an occult or reach level 10 of alchemy skill. (alternatively: if you don’t have supernatural ep your sim must create ambrosia and master gardening skill)
if your sim is an occult, they must learn all the skills connected to their life state
must use an elixir on themselves/other sims at least once a week
must write at least one horror book (if you have the supernatural fan trait you’ll only need to have lvl 2 writing skill)
must visit the graveyard and talk to ghosts at least once a week
must achieve at least one “unbelievable” thing (example: create a simbot, resurrect a dead sim, clone yourself, cause a utopian future, befriend a unicorn–up to you)
this is the only archetype that’s allowed to be immortal
12. THE RULER 👑
“power isn’t everything, it’s the only thing”
primary trait: AMBITIOUS
secondary traits (choose at least one): evil, family-oriented, mean-spirited, perfectionist, snob, workaholic, charismatic
conflicting traits: couch potato, good, shy, socially awkward
must reach level 10 of criminal (evil), politics or business career
if your sim is employed in politics, they must write a political memoir
must reach level 10 of charisma skill
must establish an inner circle and invite them over every week to discuss their plans for world domination
must get married before reaching adulthood. the marriage must be arranged (the criteria is up to you, an example would be choosing a wealthy spouse or a vampire if your sim is also one)
once the sim gets married, their spouse must quit their current job and get employed in the same career track as your sim
must drive an expensive car
must purchase at least 3 properties
must accumulate at least 50,000 simoleons of wealth
once the household is worth more than 50k, they must donate 1,000 simoleons to charity every week (to avoid paying taxes and improve public image). this option will be available once you reach level 3 of charisma skill. if it’s worth more than 100k simoleons, it should be 5,000 simoleons per week
if sim is a supernatural, they must be the leader (e.g. leader of the pack, king of the fae) and must turn all their colleagues and friends into this type of occult. their spouse must belong or be turned into the same type of occult, too
p.s. this challenge is a work in progress. if you have any suggestions/ideas, feel free to message me, i would appreciate your help A TON. rn i feel like some archetypes are lacking compared to others, but i’m all out of ideas–hoping to update it in the future. and, finally, if you decide to play this challenge and post your gameplay–tag me, i would love to see what your sims are up to!
@simschallenges
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hello everyone !! hitting the tags to see if anyone is interested in some discord rping with my silly muses because i miss roleplaying. 20+. m/f, m/m & f/f pairings. i'm very partial to angst-ridden, long, dramatic threads. nsfw & dark themes are alright. like if you're interested!
will be leaving a summarized list of some of my muses under here!
arabella. fantasy setting. dragon that can shapeshift into a human form, and is more often than not in said human form. she resides in a village, living among other people, and acts as a sort of 'healer'. trusting to a fault. kind. generous.
paul berkeley. 1980s model. eccentric. outrageous. well known for his distinctive look, as he's often seen with long, black hair, wearing makeup & clothes that make him look androgynous.
helena monroe. 1920s. cabaret dancer & courtesan. blonde, always wears her hair in pigtails, wears flashy outfits & bright makeup to achieve a 'doll like' appearence. bubbly and flirty. loves to perform. dreams of getting out one day and become an actual dancer & showgirl.
grace scarlett woods. 1930s/40s. heiress. daughter of a prime minister. spoiled. bratty. her father's at work all the time, so she's pretty much neglected when it comes to love & attention. because of that, she tends to act out. dating the wrong people, going out partying, drinking, getting into mischief, etc. it never seems to work out the way she wants it to.
rhiannon. set in the 1970s/80s. groupie. lives in a tiny flat, and works at a record store. when she has free time, you can find her catching a ride with the first van she finds & going to concerts. you can also find her backstage after said concert, hanging around rockstars -- and, more often than not, ending up in bed with them. enimatic. free spirited. adventurous.
nancy alden. set in the 1950s. preacher's daughter. reserved. innocent. bit of a 'prude'. shy. often keeps to herself.
#discord 1x1 rp#1x1 rp#discord rp#( thought i'd get this out again now that i finally have some writing time#btw totally willing to make more ocs beyond these#or put them into a modern au!#i just like period things haha )
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Review: Spirit Riding Free "Lucky and Spirit" Doll, Horse, and DVD from Just Play (2019)
Back in 2017, Dreamworks released a TV series called Spirit Riding Free, which was intended to be both a spin-off and a loose sequel to the 2002 film Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron. The series followed a young girl named Fortuna Prescott as she moves to a small country town called Miradero. Feeling out of place, she befriends a wild horse, whom she calls Spirit, who refuses to be broken by stable wranglers. The pair become fast friends, and go on adventures along with Abigail Stone and her horse Boomerang, and Prudence "Pru" Granger and her horse Chica Linda.
While both Breyer and Just Play produced Spirit toys, the set I'm taking a look at today is from Just Play. This set features Lucky in the outfit she wears in nearly all episodes, and Spirit. This set isn't the original set from 2017, but rather a re-release of sorts from 2019. Over the time they had the license to make Spirit toys, Just Play released a variety of sets with Lucky and her friends in various outfits, and gradually phased out the dolls in their original outfits.
This particular Lucky and Spirit were re-released along with the dolls based off of Spirit Riding Free: Pony Tales which released that year. This set seems to have two different versions: one with a DVD and one without. My set has the DVD.
I'm unsure of how much it originally retailed for, but I purchased it off of eBay new in box for $18.69 USD.
With that out of the way, let's take a look at the pair!
The box was a bit beat-up, but that's to be expected as I purchased the set secondhand, and it's from nearly four years ago. Besides, I didn't plan to save it, so it's all good.
On the front, we see Fortuna (who goes by Lucky) posed reaching up to touch Spirit, along with a CGI photo of Lucky riding Spirit, and on the corner, it talks about the included DVD, which includes 2 full episodes and two music videos.
On the back, we see a description which reads:
"Spirit is a noble, powerful, smart and unbreakable mustang. The love and trust Spirit feels for Lucky makes her the only person he allows to ride him."
Next to it, there's the DVD case.
Out of the box, this set includes Lucky, Spirit, and a DVD in a DVD case.
Removing Spirit from the package was surprisingly easy, he was only attached by two plastic bands, but Lucky had one plastic tie in her head, and a rubber band wrapped around her waist under her shirt, and another rubber band wrapped around her ankles under her boots. It was weird, I had to half undress her to remove the elastics (I like keeping them to use for doll hair, hence why I didn't just cut them). The DVD case slid right out once the plastic window over it was removed.
Lucky has long brown hair, brownish-hazel eyes, and pink lips and blush. I think she bears a decent resemblance to her character in the series, but I wish her eyes were light green like in the series, instead of the almost-but-not-quite brown color they are.
Lucky's hair, despite being a bit stiff and looking coarse, is super soft! It's also free of styling product. It was quite neat immediately out of the box, but with minor handling, became very fluffy and unruly. My sister used to have a Lucky doll, and we always kept her hair in a braid or ponytail to contain it.
Lucky wears a simplified version of the outfit she wears in most episodes of the series. She has a white blouse with gathered sleeves and an orange horse decal. Her blouse has a sort of crinkly texture, I'm not sure what it's called, but I like it. She also has brown jeans (which are sculpted and painted to her legs) instead of leggings, and black knee-high boots. I think it's a decent approximation, especially with how small she is.
Her boots are the most lacking. In the series, Lucky wears her late mother's boots, which are black with orange flames and star details on the fronts. The 11 inch Lucky doll had very simplified boots, with an undetailed red flame shape on the fronts, so I feel like it wouldn't be too difficult to give the small doll that design.
They remind me of the plain boots she wears in the first episode, "Lucky and the Unbreakable Spirit", before she receives her mother's boots at the end of the episode.
Lucky has 7 points of articulation, with movement at her:
Head
Shoulders (which only go forward and back)
Hips
Knees
Unfortunately, my Lucky had a bit of a bobblehead, as well as warped legs. I managed to fix both (which I'll talk about further in another post), but I wish I hadn't needed to. Her legs are holding up fine (though I haven't handled her all that much), but they are a bit more delicate than a toy intended for ages 3 and up should be.
Strangely enough, the Lucky my sister used to have in 2018 also had a loose head, though her Pru and Abigail dolls didn't. I'm curious if this was an issue with Lucky dolls, or if it's just a strange coincidence. I may do some investigating in the future. Plus, there are a few more sets I'm interested in.
Here's Spirit! He's completely stationary, with no articulation, and a sculpted mane and tail. The vinyl hair is actually part of why I chose the set I did, I'm not fond of the rooted hair most of the other Spirits have.
I believe his mold is reused from the first barn playset from 2017. He's a bit smaller than the other horses. My sister still has her Chica Linda (The last one standing... Lucky, Abigail, Spirit, and Boomerang ended up war-torn and Pru went missing. Whether she's still kicking around I have no idea), and he's about an inch or so shorter than her.
He has brown eyes and thick eyebrows, but they aren't as serious as previous Spirits. He has a brown muzzle with a molded smile, and a white blaze. His painting is blended much nicer than earlier Spirits, who had a very stark line between his buckskin color, his muzzle, and his blaze.
He's slightly scuffed on his left side from the packaging being smushed, but it isn't too noticeable.
I do wish he had a more dynamic pose, he seems very chill compared to the stoic, serious look of the original Spirit from 2017 (which, it turns out, was sold separately). He just doesn't seem as "wild horse" to me as the original set's Spirit did, however, he's still really cute.
"I'm gonna ride, I'm riding freeeee~"
Lucky sits on Spirit quite nicely. She balances quite solidly, but the second you try to move them, she slides right off. The Spirit Untamed dolls from Mattel (which is on my list to buy and review eventually) fixed this by adding a doll stand-esque clip to the horses backs, but then you pretty much can't ever have the doll off the horse without it looking awkward, because a... stand... is protruding from their spines.
Anyways, I always felt the Spirit Riding Free dolls were too big for the horses, but with this Spirit being smaller than the others, she feels even larger on him. Most of the time, her feet hang well below Spirit's stomach, but the way she's sitting on him in this photo (like she's sitting on a chair, instead of a horse, haha) has them seem not quite as long.
Lastly, Lucky and Spirit also came with a DVD, which includes the first two episodes of the series, "Lucky and the Unbreakable Spirit" and "Lucky and the Treacherous Trail", as well as two music videos, the "Rainy Day" music video (also known as "Friends Forever"), and a music video of the cast version of "Riding Free", the series' opening song. The title screen also has an instrumental version of "Riding Free", which was a nice touch.
On the front cover, there's a picture of Lucky and Spirit (you can see how big she is in comparison to Spirit, and how her legs don't reach the bottom of his stomach), and the back has a large picture of Lucky hugging Spirit along with a description, a smaller picture of Lucky, Pru, and Abigail, and another small picture of Lucky with Chica Linda and Boomerang.
The description reads:
"Dreamworks Spirit Riding Free is a story about three best friends, the horses they love, and a world of adventure. Lucky, a gutsy 12-year-old girl, befriends a wild mustang she names Spirit. With her two best friends, Abigail and Pru, and their horses by their sides, they explore a world filled with endless rides and never-ending fun. Together they'll push their own limits and discover what it truly means to be free."
The front of the DVD has the title of the series, as well as the names of the episodes and music videos that are included.
"As long as I am here with you, I feel the spirit within me~"
Overall, I really like Spirit and Lucky. They're a really fun pair to pose together. While they're not without flaw, their good points truly shine through. A few negatives that are worth noting are just how fragile they seem, and how my Lucky had a very loose head, and warped legs (though that may be due to being in her box since 2019). Some positives are how great they look, with good sculpting. They do resemble they characters they're intended to represent, and look good posed together, with minor scale issues.
Due to how delicate they feel, I really don't think they're great for their intended age range, but with my gentle handling, they're holding up great. I do believe they're worth the price I paid, and would recommend them.
Since I purchased them secondhand, I'll mention secondhand prices. New in box Spirit Riding Free doll and horse sets generally seem range from $14 USD to $35 USD. I would pay as high as $25 USD for a set, maybe $30 at absolute most, but that's pushing it, and only if it's a set that comes up less often (like the flocked sets).
Lucky and Spirit are a great addition to my collection, and I'm really happy to have them.
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A Pokemon gijinka doll of Mew 💗 Her base doll was a Spirit: Riding Free doll with repainted boots, Apoxie Sculpt horns, clothes made from scratch and a tail made of wire and fabric. Her hair is made of acrylic yarn.
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FROM THE FIRES
Chapter 1: Take It as It Comes
Pairing: Sam Kiszka × female!oc
Word Count (this chapter): 2293
Summary: Lana moved to the States a few months ago and has found herself in a small town in Michigan called Frankenmuth. After visiting a local bar on her first night, she begins talking to the bassist of the band that played and by the end of the night she's moved her things into his apartment. This was the last thing she was expecting to happen... but hey, what could go wrong?
(This story is set in 1971 rather than modern day so I've had to play around with some of the bands' story. I've been playing around with this concept for a while and thought it may be interesting considering their vibe is straight out of that era.)
WARNINGS: alcohol use, heavy drug use, tobacco use, sexual content (due to the themes this fic is 18+, please DNI if you are a minor- you will be blocked.)
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Lana pulled up the zip on her cowboy boot and checked herself in the mirror, ruffling her hair a little, before making her way through the motel room's creaky door. She drifted down the hallway and into the reception that she had booked in at a mere half an hour before.
"You off already?" The man sat at the desk questioned just as she reached the door. He had an off-putting aura about him. Most motels felt dodgy but this place certainly took the top of the list of the ones Lana had stayed at recently.
"Yeah... actually could you help me with something?" she really didn't want to stay talking to him but the swig of alcohol she'd taken in the room had gotten rid of her nerves and asking for directions was arguably better than wandering aimlessly around a town she'd arrived in that day.
"Sure doll,"
"Do you know any nearby bars that have live music?"
"Yeah, go left down the street and keep walking till you see a phone booth. That street has some places." he eyed her up as he spoke so she simply nodded and made a run for it out of the door, taking his directions.
Lana had ended up in a town somewhere in Michigan called Frankenmuth. It was a place she'd not heard of before but it was where the people she had hitchhiked with from Kansas were going and she just went along with it. She had grown up in London but after turning eighteen she'd decided to take advantage of her US citizenship she gained from her father being from the States and flew to California. She had been hitchhiking around ever since then, staying at motels and crashing on strangers' sofas each night. It had only been a few months but she was enjoying the thrill of it all, it was so different from being at home, being on the move constantly without a clue of where she may end up. In hindsight it perhaps wasn't the smartest or safest thing to do but she hadn't gotten into any trouble just yet. It was 1971 and the world was still riding the tail of the rock n' roll scene of the late 1960s. Travelling alone would get lonely but she never felt truly alone when she had her pick of perfect strangers to share a drug trip with- typically a band or someone she'd found in a bar. The free-spirited, trusting nature of the 60s still remained with the youth of the small towns like this one, something she had quickly learnt on her travels, which is why she was happy to come here when given the opportunity.
In all honesty, despite her enjoyment of everything, she was beginning to think about staying a little longer than just a week somewhere. She had no where specific in mind but she knew she would know when it felt right.
She opened the door to the first bar she found after spotting the phone booth and ventured inside. There was a small stage set up at the back which was a good indictor that someone was playing at some point. She preferred live music, getting to watch musicians do the thing they're best at was one of her favourite things to witness and would choose that on a night out over anything else. Lana approached the bar and sat down on one of the stools, it was one seat away from two girls a similar age to her. The bartender approached her and she ordered a drink.
One of the girls turned to look at her and brushed a strand of her dark hair out of her face before speaking, "If you don't mind me asking, how come you're in Frankenmuth? I take it by your accent you're not from around here."
"I was hitchhiking and ended up here I suppose. I've been on the road for a few months actually." Lana responded.
"Sounds like fun, where are you originally from?"
"London. I wanted a change of scene though, I flew to California originally."
"That's a long way to travel," the blonde girl sat next to the dark haired girl then joined in the conversation, "are you here to see the band playing?" She asked.
"Yeah I guess so," Lana responded, smiling, before turning to pay the bartender for her drink.
"They're really good, we're friends with them actually, you should get some drinks with all of us after they go on."
Lana smiled and nodded.
"Well I'm Lori and this is Mary-Jane" the dark haired girl said.
"I'm Lana," she said as she took a sip of her drink.
"Welcome to Frankenmuth Lana!" Mary-Jane smiled at her.
They spoke for a little while longer but when the band began to walk onto the stage, Lori sprung up off of her stool and took Lana's hand, leading her over to them, Mary-Jane close behind.
The band played their set and they played it well. Mary-Jane wasn't lying about them being good. The singer had the most incredible vocal range that Lana had ever heard and they played a lot of original songs that the girls knew all the words to. She noticed Lori staring at the guitarist the entire time and he was looking at her as well, showing off for her at every chance he got which she soaked up every ounce of. Mary-Jane had her eyes closed and she was swaying gently, mouthing the lyrics. As for the band themselves, Lana only paid attention to one of them. She was stood on the left-hand side of the stage in front of the bassist and after their first song she'd noticed him smirking at her. She was looking up at him through her eyelashes and couldn't help but admire how effortlessly attractive he was.
After the band's set the guys packed away and the bar began playing music through their speakers. The girls went over to the bar and Lana helped to carry a bunch of drinks over to a booth where the band was already sat down and discussing their set.
"Guys this is Lana, she just got to Frankenmuth today." Lori said excitedly as she plopped down onto the seat next to the guitarist who put his arm around her and looked toward Lana.
The singer stood up and offered his hand to Lana to shake before introducing himself. "I'm Josh, next to Lori is my twin, Jake, that's Danny," he pointed to the drummer who was sat on the other side of Jake, "and then this is my brother, Sam." he gestured to the guy who was sat next to him, it was the bassist.
"It's nice to meet you all," Lana said with a smile.
Mary-Jane walked round to the other side of the booth and sat down next to Danny, resting her head on his shoulder. Josh sat back down and the only seat left was next to Sam so Lana took it. The group went straight back to their conversation but Sam didn't join in, instead he turned to Lana, "Are you from England?" he said as he picked up one of the glasses the girls brought over to the table.
"Yeah I am," she took a sip of her own drink.
"How come you're in Michigan then?" he took a box of cigarettes from off the table and lit two, offering her one of them.
She took it from him and took a drag, "My Dad's from the states so I thought I'd take advantage of my citizenship. I've been hitchhiking around for a few months now."
"Sounds interesting," he knocked the ash from the end of his cigarette into the ash tray on the table as he spoke, "What made you decide you wanted to do that?"
"I got bored I guess. I grew up in London and before I came here, me and a group of my friends used to hit up the same set of bars every night and I just decided I wanted to see what it was like over here as a change. I went to California at first to spend some time on the Sunset Strip, I'm a huge fan of The Doors so I wanted to visit the Whiskey."
"I'd love to play there one day. Did you see any good bands?"
"A few but nothing notable. I did back in London though, I used to hang around Led Zeppelin before they got big. I mean sure Jimmy Page already had his name out there but my friends somehow knew the band so we got to hang around with them a lot."
"Wow... that's something to brag about."
"I'm not so sure, I was way too young to be doing the kinds of things I was doing with them..." she realised what that implied and quickly tried to fix what she said, "...it was mostly drugs, don't make any assumptions."
"Yeah, sure" he chuckled as he took a sip from his drink and looked at her with a sly grin on his face.
The pair then began talking with the rest of the group, everyone was eager to know more about what Lana had been doing and wanted to get to know her better. She was also keen to learn about all of them. Some time passed and Jake and Lori stood up, she was leaning on him and he was holding onto her tightly, she was quite drunk and was struggling to stand up despite insisting she was fine. "I think I'm gonna get her home," Jake said before they said their goodbyes. Josh was soon to follow and then Danny and Mary-Jane left. Once it was down to just Sam and Lana, their conversation turned back to her.
"If you don't mind me asking, where are you staying tonight?" he asked her curiously. It was a genuine question, he wasn't trying to hint at anything despite the fact that he'd been subtly flirting with her all evening and was putting his hand on her thigh or resting his arm on top of the seat behind her the whole time.
"The motel round the corner." she replied, finishing the last bit of her current drink. She'd lost count of how many she'd had at this point.
"Oh yeah, I know the one. How long are you planning on staying here for?"
"To be honest, I was thinking of stopping for a while. I'd been waiting to find the right place to settle down... not forever, but you know, somewhere to actually live for a bit. I'm sick of travelling. I like it here, more than most of the places I've been to recently."
"I might know someone you could stay with for a while." he said with a smug look on his face, he clearly had something planned.
"Oh yeah?" she wasn't entirely sure if she knew what he was going to say but she had a sneaking suspicion.
"I have a spare room in my apartment and I'm struggling to pay the rent. All yours if you want it." he finished off his drink while she thought for a moment.
"Really? I don't have a whole lot of money though... not sure if I'll be much help with the rent." she looked down at her hands as she began playing with her fingers.
"Well we can take care of that later... as long as you agree to get a job or something fairly soon."
She looked up at him and nodded her head with a smile. It was slightly irrational but in her state of mind she wasn't really thinking about the fact she'd just agreed to live with practically a stranger.
"Could I move in now? The guy running the motel freaks me out a bit." she said rather quickly, she wasn't sure if that was being a bit forward but he was the one who offered her the room in the first place.
He simply laughed lightly, "Sure, we can go get your things on the way home, come on." he stood up and offered her his hand so she could get up as well.
With that they left the bar and walked down the street to where she had initially planned on staying that night. They gathered up her suitcases and made the trek back to Sam's apartment. It was dark in the hallway and it took him a moment in his tipsy state to manage to get the door unlocked. Once he did he showed her to what would be her room and put the case he was carrying on the bed. "My room is the one next door, there's a bathroom back that way. I'll let you get settled in." he smiled and then left the room, closing the door behind him. She could hear him rustling around in the living room before putting on a record. Lana took a brief look around the room, it had the essentials like a bed and a wardrobe but besides that it was pretty empty. She moved the case Sam had put down onto the floor and collapsed on the bed, falling asleep within minutes. So much had happened in the last hour and she hadn't really comprehended how big of a decision she had just made.
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Release: March 20, 1989
Lyrics:
Ah yeah.
There's a place where a kid without a cent
He can grow up to be president (to be president)
A magic kingdom filled with Barbie dolls
If you've got the time we can make it a good time.
Americanos - Blue Jeans and Chinos
Coke, Pepsi and Oreos - Americanos.
Movies and heroes in the land of the free
You can be what you wanna be.
They know how to advertise
Sell you anything at any price
Need it or not, that's what you got, yeah.
Take no bull from anyone
we just wanna have some fun
We got the Queen of Soul
created to Rock'n Roll
(Queen of soul)
Ah yeah!
Americanos - Blue Jeans and Chinos
Coke, Pepsi and Oreos - Americanos.
Low riding Chicanos in the land of the free
You can be what you wanna be.
Satellite stations across the nation
That's cable TV for you and me.
Cleaning kitchens, washing pots and pans
Everything's organized from crime to leisure time.
High schools and swimming pools, king sharks and fools.
Americanos - Blue Jeans and Chinos
Coke, Pepsi and Oreos - Americanos.
Movies and heroes in the land of the free
You can be what you wanna be.
(Be what you wanna be)
Songwriter: Holly Johnson
Americanos - Blue Jeans and Chinos
Coke, Pepsi and Oreos - Americanos.
Movies and heroes in the land of the free
You can be what you wanna be.
SongFacts:
"Americanos" is a song by English singer Holly Johnson, released in 1989 as the second single from his debut solo album, Blast (1989). It was written by Johnson, and produced by Andy Richards and Steve Lovell, with additional production from Dan Hartman.
The song reached No. 4 in the United Kingdom and was a commercial success across Europe, topping the Austrian Singles Chart and peaking at No. 3 on the Eurochart Hot 100. A music video was filmed to promote the single. This featured an affluent American family and their somewhat poorer but good hearted neighbours each watching a televised lottery show.
Upon release, Chris Heath of Smash Hits described the song as an "'80s update of David Bowie's Young Americans in both its content and its spirit, where he acknowledges the superficiality of the American dream but isn't narrow-minded enough to simply condemn it." New Musical Express noted the song's "acid irony". Steve Sutherland of Melody Maker described the song as having "skirt-twirling Latinate sarcasm". Music & Media described the song as a "thoroughly modern slice of blue-eyed soul" and "very commercial".
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November 😶🌫️ 2023 Monthly - Pisces
Whole of your energy: The Sun
You’re realizing how happy your family makes you, now that you’ve been away from them for some time. Could be extended, grandparents, cousins, parents, grown children, it’s family either way. Different holidays are coming up soon for everyone and you’re probably getting into the spirit more than most, or you will be soon. It’s like you can’t wait! You love your people and feel like everyone is happier when we’re all on the same page, working together.
What’s going on in November:
10 Pentacles:
You have both Pentacles & Cups here, you know you’re blessed more than most, or even if you’re not, you’re very grateful for what you have. Beautiful energy 🙏 There has been some situation that’s affected the family, or someone in it, that you’re trying to overcome now. Doesn’t have to be you specifically, but can be. If something is happening to one of your people, you’re immediately like “I’m on my way”, no further questions necessary. Or someone is being like this with you. It’s possible one of you are helping the other one out with temporary rides or transportation issues, there’s a financial element with whatever is going on, could be babysitting someone’s child for someone. But you welcome it, happy to help.
4 Pentacles:
You could be needing to save money because of some burdensome & likely reckless or spontaneous disaster, could be who you’re helping out too. There could be an injury for someone. Or that’s something that’s separated you from someone in the first place, reckless and possibly dangerous behavior, you wanted nothing to do with that. Or switch it. Probably family, and I see this being overcome, but at one point separation was necessary & this Devil was upright at some point. Which reminds me, your meditation was the same long pit to hell staircase as Cap’s, but with no block, and it was more like a roller coaster ride that was the most psychotic thing ever, up down left right, swirl swirl DROP, free fall, you thought you were plummeting to your death 💯 But you didn’t, a cloud caught you right before the ground & slowed you down enough to hop off. The sheer terror of it was…wtf. Was that necessary? Could be dealing with a Cap.
There is a separation here for some, for mental health’s sake, you can’t be involved in everyone’s problems and bs, you have your own, and you’re just liable to get hurt with this. Or someone has felt that way about you. For some, it’s not this at all but rather you clinging tightly to family out of fear of this sort of thing. Fear for their safety, fear they’ll get hurt, fear they’ll get kidnapped in a parking garage somewhere because the world is fn crazy and these people have your heart. Controlling and possessive to some level, because you DON’T want to be alone, you don’t want to lose anyone. But…to a detriment. You can’t keep people like dolls. Your heart is in the right place but it’s too much. Also could be switched, and that’s someone around you - with you.
Justice:
Someone is making a decision that causes you to separate from family on some level. Could be you, someone else, the law & some trouble someone has gotten into perhaps. Divorce…is possible, I don’t really see that though because reconciliation is at the end. If a lover is acting stupid you have no choice, but that’s not really what you want. Mostly family though, if you have grown children this could be your own kid. There could be a temporary separation for sure, it’s like you need space away from this to even decide what you want and need going forward. It’s coming from a place of wisdom though, where the other person is more spontaneous & reckless, or has done something like that and it hurt you. Or you hurt them. You love them, but you need space, or they do. There are grudges or overly controlling issues, trying to keep someone safe and possible rebelling against that, for someone if definitely feels like a kid. Or you’re the kid. Or someone acts like one. Freedom to make mistakes is necessary.
9 Pentacles rev:
You don’t like being alone. Could be you share assets, children, finances with someone and it’s making a separation that much more difficult. You or someone else could be putting both of you in a financial bind with some stupid actions done on a whim. You could be needing to bail someone out of trouble and can’t really afford it, or they can’t. For many, taking the required space away from this person just makes you realize you don’t actually want to be without them. Distance making the heart grow fonder. For others of you, some codependent kind of relationship, whoever they are, could be too much for you and you’ve had to cut ties with them in order to worry about yourself. Especially if other toxic elements are involved. I do get this being temporary. If you’re loaning someone money or bailing them out of trouble, more than once, then Justice and this row are showing you’re done 💯 Like get it together already, you can’t handle it either. Or switch it.
2 Cups rev:
You’ve disconnected from this person, and you think about them a lot. There’s a wistful nostalgia around this person, could be a past life connection and you just know on some level they mean something very deep to you. You’ve probably been in each others lives a long time, maybe a whole lifetime, and 6 Cups can also show your own children or childhood connections. You want to reunite with this person, it’s always been the end goal, or will be. The Sun is illumination and happiness, you’re happier working together with them than without them. Whether you take the steps in order to reconcile this month, I’m not sure, it seems more towards the end that you start to miss whoever has been away from you. It’s possible. You love them. Reggie shows you blocked from progress initially, whatever this was needed to happen, and you/they both decide where this goes from here. The only certain outcome I get is nostalgia and missing them, wanting to reunite, but not the action, at least with family & lovers. If these are more friends & acquaintances, the reckless kind, you’re probably moving away from them for good because you can’t deal with their bs. But you think of them fondly even if that’s true.
101010 show the best “endings”, pure joy and happiness with a stable and happy family, but something is a burden. Money, control, possessiveness, grudges, something practical stands in the way of things being how they should, or at least how you’d like them to be.
999 shows hurt & pain by being alone, feeling guarded against that because you don’t want to be. Someone’s money issues could be causing problems as well, if they keep looking to you or vice versa, neither of you feel rich here it’s like you can’t - or you would, maybe.
666 shows victory in overcoming toxic bs from the past, letting go of grudges, releasing control, and it’s probably the time apart that helps you/them/both get some perspective.
Signs you may be dealing with:
Leo, Capricorn, Sagittarius, Cancer, Virgo & Scorpio
Oracles: ✨
40 Retreat 😴
This is a good time to retreat into your safe place and gather your resources for what’s to come. Work on making your body, mind, and soul as strong and unencumbered as possible. This is the card that urges you to get your “ducks in a row” as fast as possible, for changes come fast and furious. Even when they are longed for, they can take us unprepared. Changes are coming your way soon! Alternately, it can show you needing to process the changes that have already come. You need alone time to heal, think, and process everything you’ve been through.
We enter into November as:
Reggie Rust 🚫
“This path is obstructed. Re-route.”
Reggie Rust shows up because you need to reconsider your present situation. He prevented danger to the boys, and in doing so made their uncle wealthy. So remember that he is there to help you. Reggie only blocks the path, not the goal. You are at an impasse. If Reggie Rust has appeared, do not wait any longer for your situation to change. Whatever you force will reach a dead end. Things will not turn out the way you think they should. Attempting to push forward will prove futile. The wall is solid, and your will may be the only thing preventing you from surrendering. Reggie protects us from our “will”, which is not always the best for us. This is an impasse. However, there is no need to despair. Reggie serves an important purpose for us. He reminds us that our path is guided, and while we may wish to forge the road ahead on a particular route, it may be laden with poisonous flowers. Reggie serves to protect us. Be grateful he is here, for you are being protected.
What is to be learned in November: You have two
Salmon Chairs 🌷
“Come sit in my chair and feel my love”.
People, places and events are being drawn to you beyond your wildest imagination. Aim higher, for you will draw even greater experiences into your life. It is time to step up to the next level. All “things” are energy and will be drawn to you when you allow your energy to grow. The Salmon Chairs is being brought to you as a gift, to raise your faith and self esteem. It is a gentle and profound change in the way one relates to themselves, and the world. We create the life we feel we deserve. Often we feel we must do something to prepare, yet Salmon Chairs says “Stay in the light of truth, meditate, and relax - if you drink in the light and allow spiritual wealth, you will be surrounded by material wealth.” This is about subtle action, and receiving is an action. You are being told to sit still and receive the bounty that is coming to you. Salmon Chairs can also signify a love relationship in the wings, it’s your choice to receive it. It may also be a present relationship that’s moving to the next level, both spiritually and physically.
Bronze God 🪞
“I only seek to give you what you ask for.”
The Bronze God warns us all to be true to ourselves. Be careful not to blame others for the way you’ve chosen to be. It is not another’s “fault” they’ve come to rely upon the person you’ve presented yourself to be. Are you being honest about your feelings? Are you thinking that you have to pretend to be something you are not? Bronze God is a warning that you are hiding something from yourself that could hurt you. If you are unhappy in your relationships, Bronze God indicates it is because you are pretending to be something that is not authentic. You may be relating to others based on a false sense of duty. There is also a sense of taking on too much responsibility in your life. You need time to go out and play. Exercise, go to a movie, take your family out on a picnic. Don’t be so serious about yourself or your work. If you squelch your need to play, you may lose all your creativity. The message here is to take a break, relax, and get back in touch with your playful self.
Salmon & Bronze may be lucky colors 🩷🤎
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So I saw frozen 2 only the one time in the theatre when it came out, until last night when I put it on as background noise while I draw. And boy do I have some thoughts.
- I still do not understand the magic system and why Elsa is the fifth spirit. I did only half-watch it so definitely feel free to pop into my inbox to explain if I’m missing something, and I might look on the wiki page or something for more info. But yeah.
- I thought the nods to the first movie were cute and fun on first watch, but oh boy did it get obnoxious even on a barely-paying-attention second watch. I do like Olaf’s little recap of the movie. “Their parents are dead” still got me. That should’ve been it, at least for my taste.
- Elsa really did not show up for Anna’s coronation? But then she rides over for game night? Come on. I get that it’s a cool reveal and having that and the coronation in the same scene is more time-efficient, but come on. I refuse to believe Elsa wouldn’t be there to support Anna being literally crowned queen.
- I kinda hate the ending the more I think about it. The first movie was all about them reuniting after like 10 years of being separated, and after only a few years (6 at most since that’s the time between movie releases) they just decide to separate again? And I get that it’s easy to visit, but couldn’t that also be said if she stayed with her family and could still visit the northuldra people?? I mean the voice calling her away was just like her own magic spirit right? I could def be wrong about that too but wasn’t the whole thing about finding herself?? Can she not still be herself while chilling in the castle? Or then would she have to be queen? Like she was never really un-coronated after the first movie coronation, right? Couldn’t she as queen make a rule that the oldest sibling doesn’t have to be the ruler and then pass it on to Anna? I just don’t get it.
- I really like that Anna’s main adventure dress and coronation dress are black. I hate the overall look of the coronation dress, but I really appreciate the use of black because you never see that on disney princess-adjacent characters.
In conclusion I’m excited for the third movie because there’s potential to change some of this plot stuff I don’t like (as we all know, princess movies have to cater to me personally 😤) and because I’m just super excited for new dolls and more outfit changes.
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Silverusso prompt: Playful, happy, giggly sex <3
You know, I’ve sat on this because I’m having a hard time imaging that scenario.
Not because they don’t have fun or are not playful with each other - Daniel has called him old man on several occasions only because he knows the reaction that will get - BUT because Terry always has such an intensity when it comes to Daniel. How he looks at him - whether it’s KK3 or CK - the sheer intensity of how he just looks at him - unblinking and unmoving. Let’s also not forget the hardcore, unflinching eye f$&king that was the AVT either.
So, and I hate to do this, but I got to introduce drugs.
It’s not dark / just NSFW
Maybe Terry just took a hit of cocaine, rubbing it on his gums tonight because he doesn’t want to get too crazy like he does when he snorts it (he refuses to shoot up - he thinks that’s for people with a problem) and Daniel just pops up out of nowhere and kisses him, getting the remnants still on Terry’s gums or something.
So, it’s not enough for Terry to worry but Daniel has never tried it before / hell, he’s never taken anything stronger than Tylenol before really, however, he is small also, so even that amount hits him hard.
His boy is happy most of the time anyway - Terry sees to that - but he’s loose and giggly, and it’s making Terry respond in kind.
He’s wrapped himself around Terry like a koala, but the playful kisses and Daniel nipping at Terry’s lips soon turn desperate, and he’s like a cat in heat as sharp teeth trail down Terry’s neck and he starts sucking when he feels the head of Terry’s cock press inside.
He’s so loose and relaxed / in both body and spirit - Terry calls him a slut for it, saying how easy it is for him to get inside without the usual amount of prep.
Daniel is like a rag doll under him. One of Terry’s hands is flat by Daniel’s head as Terry leans over him, his other hand holding up Daniel’s leg against his side because it keeps falling down.
His boy is useless right now to really do anything but lie there and take it / which is more than fine by them both.
Daniel reaches up and grabs Terry’s hair, the hairband slipping out and black hair like a silk curtain falls down, tickling where is it hits along Daniel’s skin and he’s back to giggling and Terry is laughing in response.
Terry peppers kisses all over his face as Daniel laughs, and Terry kisses him just to stop him and then Daniel bites down on Terry’s lip, drawing blood, as Terry fucks in just right, tightening so much Terry has to grit his teeth.
He doubles down, fucking into that spot one, two, three more times before Daniel is coming untouched, hands grabbing onto the broad back, blunt nails digging in, leaving a trail of broken skin in their wake as he rakes them down - he’s making Terry pay in pain and blood tonight, which just spurs him on to fuck in harder.
Daniel will pay tenfold in Terry’s bruises of passion tomorrow.
The smaller body easily taking what it’s being given, he’s too blissed on on both the drug and the pleasure which just feels so much more like this / heightened by the coke probably.
Breathy little moans and Terry is filling him not long after.
Daniel starts giggling again / and Terry looks at him.
“My ass hurts,” Daniel says as explanation and for some reason Daniel starts laughing harder at that.
At any rate, it doesn’t stop him for riding Terry later on.
Sorry This took so long and sorry if it’s not what you wanted/were expecting.
If you have a scenario you had in mind or want to share / feel free 😊
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