kid is almost 20!!

So one of my Sims just knocks up every woman he gets his hands on and he has almost 20 kids. At this point I have a baby Sim whose half sister is also his great grandmother.

So I’m reading rsasai’s thesis of why Luna/Noctis doesn’t work as a couple and then I have this thought after reading how little screentime Luna has in the game. I wonder about whether the story make any difference if I replaced Luna with a mailbox. Luna’s pretty much a living plot device throughout the entire FFXV ‘saga’ (if you even call it that, given how pathetic the story is on a larger scale) and nothing will change if SE decides to switch her with a mailbox at any point.

When I was a kid I noticed that pretty much every person has the exact voice you expect them to have, if not, then they have a pretty similar one.

So when I was about to hit puberty I tried to act as tough as possible (quite hard because most people in my class made fun of me and I was the class autistic nerd kid with an abnormal lack of social interactions) so I could get a cool deep voice.

It either didn’t work or that attitude of myself was extremely childinsh because at this day I still sound like a fucking 10 years old.

if i had a kid and she got to be almost 20 years old and she told me she was making a playlist of music i played for her in the car when she was little i would literally cry.

Soon as this ep comes out in english, naruto’s story will officially end. Granted it’s gonna take like… another 2 years for that to happen… but holy shit.
Naruto has been a part of my life since I was a little KID
And i’m almost 20????
Holy cow

#6 Old Friends (Harry Styles)

Okay, this is kind of stupid. But, I had this idea and wanted to try it out.

Tell me if you want a Part 2. 

Also, come off anonymous! Really, next request taken by a person who does that :) Haha. 

Word Count - 1,374

Harry Styles - Summary - They meet again after so long. Will things remain the same? 

“Mom, do we really have to go meet them? Why can’t we just go sightseeing?” I asked my mother for the tenth time.

“Because my friend called me and asked for a confirmation so many times. She wants to meet you. And I thought you like them!” Mother scolded.

“When I was 10, yes…” I shook my head. It was so long ago. I’m almost 20 now. “Also, one of the kids is a post graduate and the second one, a singer of the biggest boy band in the world while your daughter is just studying in the Uni.”

“I’m not taking you there to show off. We are going to meet our old friends. And, not everyone gets into Oxford. Be a little proud,” She laughed.

I huffed and pulled my dress down. It was teal, it came up to my mid thigh and I wore black stockings under. Gosh, this is going to be so different. Will they recognize me? Will the rapo between us be the same? I had lost all my baby fat thankfully. I was so chubby back then. Harry used to pull my cheeks continuously. A lot has changed. I liked how I looked. I wasn’t skinny, no, I was alright. I had prominent curves, a flat stomach after a lot of hard work. But, Harry’s going to be so different. He has to be, it’ll be like meeting strangers. Ugh.

I shook my head, setting my curly hair so, that they took its shape, applied make up, collected a jacket and walked out helping mum with the gifts we had to take to their house. In the entire 30 minute ride from the hotel to their house, I had all the worst scenarios come to my head. We used to live here, till I was 10 and then, we shifted because of my father’s work. I was as much a stranger to this place as much as it was to me now.

Mum got so excited. She almost pulled me out of the car and rang the door bell. “Leah!” Anne greeted mum with the same enthusiasm, it made me smile. “And, this must be Iona! My, you’ve turned into a beautiful young woman, haven’t you!” Anne cheered hugging and kissing my cheek. I walked inside the house, taking off my jacket as it was warm and helped mum with the food and gifts, walking into the kitchen.

“We are early, aren’t we?” I asked.

“Oh, well, I did ask your mother to come early. Hahaha” They both laughed. “Harry has just gone to pick up his friends, someone from L.A. – I keep forgetting the names,” She spoke to my mum. “And, Gemma’s just gone to get Olive oil; I thought I’ll sprinkle some on the Pasta and Focaccia.”

I followed them outside, keeping close to mum. Friends from L.A., olive oil…

“Iona!” I recovered from my thoughts and looked at Anne. “Some Wine?”

“Yes, please, thank you.”

I walked out to the balcony, heating up from all the nervousness. Cold air will do some good. I saw a car stop at the door and Harry and his friends got out. A girl and a guy who I didn’t know – the girl was a model, seems familiar but, I’m never good with all this. I walked inside and checked out Anne’s mini library. Books are at least familiar.

“Oh Harry!” I heard Anne scream. What were these guys on, today? My mother’s been jumpy too, since morning. I read through the titles, sipping wine occasional. I heard Harry greet my mother, probably hug cause my mother loves hugging. I should probably go out. No, no keep sipping your wine. “Oh, I think, she’s inside the library, her and books! Iona!” My mother screamed - Literally.

I took a deep breath and walked out, my eyes blurring at the group standing in the main room. I blinked a couple of my times and walked up to them and gave the ‘Iona smile’. I was known for my smile. Nailed it. Okay, should I put my hand forward?

“Iona!” Harry smiled. His smile was a classic too. “Gosh, you look so different!” He came and hugged me, and I gripped my glass tighter, not letting it fall.

“I’m growing old,” I hugged him back and he laughed. “Oh, everyone meet Nicole and Brandon!” Harry introduced, his hand on my waist feeling incredibly hot. Did I mention I had a huge crush on him. This is before he turned into a megastar. Apparently 10 year olds crushes are very strong. It kinda remained through the years.

“Iona!” I heard, a scream from the door. Gemma was in the house. She ran to me and engulfed me in a hug causing Harry’s hand to slip. I almost spilled my wine. “What happened to my Iona!” She poked my sides. I laughed and hugged her again. She was still so similar. “What have you done to her?” She asked my mother and she just laughed.

“She runs a lot! Like crazy! Will break her legs one day!” Mother laughed.

“That’s it. I miss your cheeks. Going to fatten you up!” Gemma raised her hands and we all laughed.

We all settled after a while. Mothers walked into the kitchen while Gemma had a few more friends over and, Harry had a few friends from around home too. They looked familiar. I went to school with them. Gemma, thankfully kept me close.

“Can I get you something to drink?” I heard Harry’s voice call out when I gulped the last of my wine.

“Some more wine?” He nodded and I walked with him to the bar. He took the lass from my hands and kept it on the stand. His fingers touched my cheek and then pulled them. “Oww.”

“Gemma’s right, I miss them too.” He giggled and shrugged his shoulders. I went ahead and poked his dimples, like I used too, hard. “Oww, careful! They’re delicate,” He teased, like he used too. “So, what have you been up to?”

“University…” I took my glass from his hand and he made his own drink.

“That must be fun…” I nodded, “Well, you know what I’ve been up to…”

“It is in the newspapers…” I nodded. He just laughed, shaking his head. We talked for a little while standing in the same position. It was so comfortable talking to him again. “I’m a big fan, don’t worry,” I mentioned.

“Really?” He raised an eyebrow. And I smiled, shaking my shoulders. “Well, would you like me sign, anywhere?” He said, all serious picking up a pen.

I nodded and pulled down a little bit of my dress from the side, just revealing some skin from the top of my breasts, “Here…” I pulled my hair to a side.

I could see his eyes bright up, “Funny!” He poked his tongue out and I laughed.

“I should go and help Gemma with the food…” I said, as I saw her arranging the table.

“I knew you liked her more than me!” Harry frowned.

“Hmm…” I shook my head and, picked up my glass.

He stopped me and wrapped his palm around my elbow. “I’m the better sibling though!” He whispered in my ear.

“Your hands are so big!” I laughed, taking it in my hands. Harry frowned and looked at me with a certain smile. “They are very big…” He then, smirked.

“The can do a lot of things, really well…” He said, teasingly. I dropped his hands, “I meant, you know, to pick up stuff…” He smirked and bit his lip.

“Sure you did,” I squinted my eyes and turned around. He pulled me around again, “I will spill my wine!”

“Can you teach me how to make a pillow fort?”

“What?”

“Pillow fort! Like you used to make…I’ve met so many people but, no one makes it like you.”

“After 2?” I said, remembering that after 2 was always the time we chose to make forts. Everyone was sleeping, no disturbance.

“After 2” He nodded, smiling.

I turned around again but, looked back, “Anything else?”

“Just that I should be your favourite…” He said and, I rolled my eyes and went to help Gemma.

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THE LAST IN MEXICOOOOO

OMGOMGOMG DUDE IT WAS BEAUTIFUL I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY

the cinema was fucking full I almost didn’t even buy my ticket

there were actually no kids Only otaku losers on their 20s

I can almost swear I was the only 16 years old idiot fangirling all the movie

And NO ONE got out until the movie was over and the screen was white again

it was beautiful I;m really so happy I almost cried omfg I wish I can go again, I’ll fucking try