what do i tag this as huh


Y'know. I was actually considering not posting these for a while… But, best not to hide about what I spent the most time indulging in for the past months. (especially since this would be the 5th time I’ve done so) I’m. STILL. VERY MUCH in love with Yamcha having a daughter (and the art style of that one OVA). Those Dragon Balls are a gift 💙🌸👍🏽

….Also the first image was another prompt from that exact same unfinished DBZ art meme I gave myself… (Being: “Do you have any OC’s?” and at this point, she counts since it’s always the same child.)

And since people kept asking, and I need to own up to what I’ve done for once: the girl’s name is “Yantan.” She’s a dumpling.
Imagine Steve catching you sneaking off

Requested by @netflixa with the prompts: “Can I ask you why you wanna push your luck? ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing,” &  “Not that my choices are any of your business, but I’ve turned over a new leaf.” Tags under the cut. 

“Can I ask you why you wanna push your luck? ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing,” the familiar voice coming from behind you hit a nerve and you sighed to calm yourself down.

Spinning around, you holster your katana and smiled at Captain America himself, “Not that my choices are any of your business, but I’ve turned over a new leaf.”

“A new leaf, huh?” Steve smirked skeptically and strolled right up to you. “Is that why you’re leaving in the middle of the night?”

“You caught me,” you retorted with false innocence.

Steve’s smile faded and actual concern fell upon his face, “Come on, Y/N. What are you doing?”

Pulling down your black hood, you shrugged. “I’m trying to make things right, I’m going to help my friend.”

“We’re your friends,” his hand reached over and landed on your shoulder; the warmth killed you.

“You of all people should understand the position I am in,” you scoffed and looked down at your watch. He was expecting you soon. “I have to go, he needs my help.”

“Murdock is a big boy, we have bigger things to fight,” his own words made him wince, because Steve knew what you were feeling.

“You sound like Tony,” you remarked with a tiny bit of disgust. “I fucked up and ran from my problems, leaving Matt to deal with the aftermath. I left Hell’s Kitchen and became an Avenger.”

Steve removed his hand and looked toward the door, “You’re going to get hurt.”

“I always do,” you chuckled. “Jesus, Steve. We’re all fighting the same battle here, you do see that right?”

“Yeah,” Steve’s voice was filled with remorse. “I get it, do what you have to.”

“But?” You asked with suspicion.

Steve stepped toward you, lifting his palm to your face. His blue eyes soften and a small sad smile appeared on his face. “Come back to me, in one piece.”

You grinned and clutched the front of his shirt, pulling him down to your lips. He kissed you gently, wrapping his arms around your waist. You groaned into his mouth and tugged at his blond locks.

“I have to go,” you whispered in between kisses, slowly breaking your lips from his.

“Yeah,” he managed a tight smile and cleared his throat. “Don’t get yourself killed.”

“Well, I have something to come back to now,” you patted Steve’s chest and winked at him.

He watched you walk toward the door and he couldn’t do it. There was no way he was going to let you walk out of that door alone, so he called out your name. When you turned to see what he wanted, he was already in front of you. “Give me a minute, let me go suit up.”

Laughing, you followed him out the door. “Oh, Matt’s gonna love this.”

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Here’s to the people suffering from conditions that primarily affect women and people designated female at birth. There probably could have been a cure or more effective and humane treatment discovered 80 years ago, but sexism happened and people threw up their hands and said “what do  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.”

Keep fighting the good fight for awareness and recognition. Your struggle matters and is deserving of more than a brush-off of “that’s how life is.”

Movie Night

It’s here! The first part of “Our Girl” is here! This is a Dean x Reader x Sam series. 

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous)
Words:  1076

A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away!
A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)

          “Come on, Sam!” you and Dean both yelled from where the two of you were perched in bed. You had a bowl full of a mix of snacks made into a kind of trail mix. Dean had the drinks lined up for the three of you. Sam was in charge of the milkshakes you had requested. And he was taking too long for your and Dean’s liking.

           “I’m here,” Sam laughed, walking into the room with the three milkshakes, “You two are so impatient.”

           “Well, yeah,” you grinned up at him.

           Sam put the milkshakes on the nightstand and climbed into bed next to you, “What are we watching?” he asked.

           “It was Y/N’s turn to pick,” Dean grumbled slightly.

           Sam laughed, “Which musical are we watching this time?” he asked, knowing your movie taste well.

           “Chicago,” you grinned.

           “I can live with Chicago,” Sam said.

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Aight let's play a game

Send me a word and a ship and I’ll write you a super short (two sentences - a couple paragraphs) fic/headcanon/AU

Baby Pull Me Closer

Finally guys! My 100 Followers Celebration fic is finally here!! I really need to work on what I do for my Celebrarions huh? Welp! I hope you enjoy my first Sam fic!

Words: 2028

Characters: Sam x reader, Dean, Castiel

Warnings: applying first aid (does that count as a warning?), touch of angst(I mean, its barely there), smut, unprotected sex  (Had to come back and edit this oml)

tags: @impalaimagining @splendidcas @grace-for-sale (Thank you for looking over this for me!!) @casbabydontgoineedyou @willowing-love @supernaturallymarvellous (please let me know if you want to be tagged, or not tagged in my stuff!!)

Originally posted by pleasingpics

You groaned as you closed the laptop in front of you, pinching the bridge of your nose. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. You’ve been searching police reports for a case Sam and Dean were on. You got hurt and broke your arm on the last hunt and with Castiel not answering when we called, you had to sit this one out. You had convinced the boys to let you go, so long as you stayed in the hotel room doing research for them. All you had to do was flash Sam those puppy dog eyes and he caved.

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Friendship Is Constant

Written for @whispersandwhiskerburn Much Ado About SPN Challenge for her 1.5K Milestone. Angel, I am so sorry, I am not a big Shakespeare fan, so I hope you like this!

Word Count: 1042

Warnings: Language, talk of Hell, death, nothing graphic, not too much really

A/N: Not beta’d so any and all mistakes are mine and mine alone.  This is set in S12 before 12x12

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel

Sure, Dean had friends when he was a child, but Dean hasn’t been a child since November 2, 1983. Dean hasn’t been a child since the night his mother died and his father lead them haphazardly through a life on the road. Sam is, and always will be his best friend.

Yes, they had “hunter friends” but they weren’t really friends, they were allies at best. With the exception of Bobby, who was more of a dad to them than John ever was, they had Ellen, Jo, Charlie and Kevin, but look how that all turned out. They all died bloody, at the hands of evil.

It wasn’t until Castiel came along and even then, it took some time for the brothers to really be able to trust him. After all the business with the souls and the Leviathans, Dean spent a year in Purgatory with Cas, mostly looking for him, praying for him. It wasn’t until later; after Dean had returned with Benny’s soul, reunited with Sam that Cas returned to them. Still, it would take more time for the brothers to allow Cas back into their fold.

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Scratch - Part 9 - (Steve x Reader)

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Summary: (Y/N) and Steve have been best friends since New York, so when when they are both going through a dry spell they agree to a friends with benefits relationship.

A/N: I finished writing the epilogue last night and I can’t believe this story is over, for me at least, y’all still have like four more parts to read. 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Apparently Nat wasn’t just good at being an Avenger. She was also a great matchmaker.

In the past month I had gone on five dates with Oliver. He was one of Shield’s lead weapons experts, and the first guy in a long time who looked past the fact that I was an Avenger and actually wanted to get to know me.

“How was the date,” Nat asked when I walked into the compound grinning.

“Great,” I smile plopping down on the sofa where she sat. “Laser tag in the middle of the day is honestly the best. And its nice to have an opponent who knows what they are doing and won’t let me win to spare my feelings.”

“So you lost,” Nat raised an eyebrow.

“Oh no. It wasn’t even close.”

“Oliver is a trained sniper.”

“So is Bucky and I’m sure you could beat him at that game blindfolded.”

“Yeah I probably could,” Nat laughs. “So you really like him huh?”

“I do,” I smile. “He is a great guy.”

“So great that you’ve moved on from Steve?”

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A: So the birds just gave this to ya?

P: Uh-huh.

A: And it’s… magic?

P: Seems so?

A: Are you sure it isn’t just chocolate? Maybe it’s just chocolate. Magic chocolate.

P: I don’t think so. It’s… kind of warm. And… it didn’t melt when I hugged it… So I don’t think it’s chocolate.

A: But then… what do we do? We’ve never raised an egg before. Do you know someone that can help?

P: Well…

Teaching To Love Again Teacher Bucky AU - Part 4

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC (Alice Manning)

Rating: General

Genre: Fluff, Romance, slight angst

Word Count: 711

Plot: When single mother Alice goes to meet her daughter’s first teacher for a parent/teacher conference, but things do not go as planned. She hopes to never have to see Mr. Barnes ever again, but life has other ideas for Alice and Bucky.

Previous: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Originally posted by warmas-adevil

Bucky shakes his head, watching Katie’s mother leave the room. He stands there a moment, replaying their encounter in his head, and he feels himself getting ticked off all over again.

‘Did she really think that I was going to keep the conference with her after coming in an hour late? Nah, not going to happen. She can reschedule it for later and then send her mother. I know with Katie’s grandmother, the meeting will take place on time.’

Rolling his eyes and with a huff, he slams the cabinet door shut, rattling the whole cabinet.

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anonymous asked:

Alternative Part 4 Idea: Kira is a woman and just wants a normal family by collecting the hands of children. What do you think?

I guess my knee-jerk response is “Why can’t a hypothetical Lady Kira also have a hand fetish and explode potential partners?” but also “Huh, what would change writing-wise if the villain weren’t a dude?” but also “Do we really need another piece of media about monstrous mothers?” Still, Part 4 has a lot of thematic interest in family and community (which has already been the subject of a lot of effort posts), so, in a way, having a villain whose goal is to make a family for herself in an incredibly fucked-up way would be kind of fitting.  

Follow-up food for thought: what would this alternative villain’s motivation be for assembling a “normal family” via hand-collecting? (Is she compensating for something? How does Kira’s dad fit into this? Does something about the family situation give psychological motivation? You kind of get the sense that Yoshihiro was a caring parent in a sense, but that he took that care to the point of enabling his son.) 

Joe Sugg - Darcy

AN: had to write this one all over again because I wasn’t happy with it at all. I hope you like it, bros.


You sighed as you looked up at the sky, so gray and so unfriendly looking. It was bound to start pouring rain any minute now. You lowered your head to look at Joe standing at the bottom of the slide, waiting for Darcy to climb up and then slide down her way to his arms, the cold winter breeze definitely not stopping her.

Your friend Louise had called you the week before, asking you for a huge favor. Her boyfriend Liam had booked them a romantic weekend in London, but they happened not to have any baby sitters available. So they thought, as you lived in London and Darcy loved you so much, that you wouldn’t mind staying with her just for a night. And you didn’t, really.

As for Joe…he just tagged along. He saw Darcy on your snapchat and wanted to come help you, so you actually had some adult company. Seeing that the little girl loved him as much as he loved you, you didn’t have a problem with it.

“Joe” you called him, getting closer to the two “I think Darcy and I should maybe head home. It’s quite cold and it looks like it’s about to rain”

Joe, who was holding the little girl’s hand, looked up at the sky “Looks pretty bad, yeah” he said, now looking at the 5-year-old “What do you say, munchkin? Shall we go home and prepare supper?”

“Yeah!” Darcy said excitedly. One of the things that you loved a lot about her was that she was always so cheery and lively.

But then you realized what your boyfriend had said “Oh, Joe, you can go home if you want to” you told him, a tiny part of you hoping he would rather keep you company. Maybe a not so tiny part.

“It’s fine, Y/N” he said “I’ll just tag along, maybe we can watch a movie later, huh, Darcy?” He placed a small kiss on your forehead. The little girl nodded as she grabbed your hand and started pulling both of you out of the park.

Once you got into your apartment, you told Darcy to go and get changed into her pajamas as she was a big girl now. Joe opened the fridge in the meantime “What should we make for supper?” He asked, looking at a few things he seemed quite interested in.

You blushed at his dedication “I can do it myself, Joe. It’s fine, you don’t have to do this” you smiled as you took his place in front of the fridge, placing your hand on top of his, which he kissed.

“Hey, I want to” he answered “Being with you and Darcy is fun, just let me enjoy it” he said with a funny accent, and you couldn’t help but laugh. Suddenly, you found yourself wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer for a hug. He instinctively wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed the side of your head. Joe put his hand on your chin and guided your lips to his, locking them in a sweet kiss, making you forget all around you.

“Y/N, Joe” you heard Darcy’s voice from the other side of the kitchen counter, and you broke your kiss, embarrassed “Are you a mummy and a daddy?” She asked innocently, making you smile in spite of the awkwardness of the situation.

“No, love” Joe spoke softly. You’d never heard that voice coming from him other than when he talked to children “We are just boyfriend and girlfriend”

“And when are you gonna be a mummy and a daddy?” She insisted.

“In a few years, love” he sounded so convinced, it made you blush. Even tho you knew he just was saying it so Darcy wouldn’t insist any more, you couldn’t help but imagine yourself being a mother to Joe’s children.

Darcy didn’t look convinced with his answer, but she let it go and she went running towards the sofa to cuddle with her toy.

An hour later, you had fed her dinner and you had had your own. Darcy was on the sofa on her own finishing off a movie she wanted so badly to watch while you and Joe were doing the dishes. He was doing them, anyway “Are you sure you’ll be alright on your own with her tonight?” He asked you for the eleventh time, passing you a plate for you to dry up.

You rolled your eyes “Yes, Joe” you repeated “She’s five, you know. And I’m great with kids” you said cockily, teasing him.

He made a buffing noise “She loves me way more” he said, and just then you felt a small tug on your sweatpants. You looked down to see Darcy with her eyes looking red, and injected in tears “Darcy, baby, what’s wrong?” You kneeled down in front of her, carefully drying her tears with your finger.

Joe immediately left the dishes and kneeled down besides you, pulling the little girl into a hug. You smiled at the sigh of them “Tell me what’s wrong, princess” he softly said to her.

“I miss my mummy” she sobbed, and your heart sunk. You had never seen Darcy like that before, and it reminded you of how you were as a child, always so homesick, always looking for someone who would hug you.

Joe kissed the top of her head “Your mummy will be back tomorrow, don’t worry love” he said “Do you wanna sleep with us tonight?”

You saw Darcy nodding and you rubbed her back. She responded to your touch by leaving Joe’s arms to jump to yours. You laughed as you hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek “You’re such a good grown up girl” you said, making her smile for the first time. Joe looked at you with a grin on his face, before, still on his knees, walking towards you and kissing your forehead.


The feeling of someone moving too much next to you made you open your eyes. 3:47 am. Great. You looked down next to you and saw the back of Darcy’s head, a familiar arm carefully wrapped around her tiny body, almost touching yours. You looked up and saw Joe staring right back at you. You jumped “Shit, Joe”

He laughed “Gee, nice to see you too” the darkness still allowed you to see his smirk “Can’t sleep?”

“I just woke up” you explained. He motioned for you to get closer, so you did. You had missed Joe’s arms way too much that night, but you understood that Darcy needed them way more.

He put his arm around your waist, holding it tightly, so now he was embracing both of you “Thanks for helping me today” you said as you noticed that your face was getting closer to Joe’s now. Darcy was still snoring peacefully on his chest.

“Hey, it was fun, actually” he said, and stopped himself before he said anything else. But you noticed “I…” he started “I mean, when Darcy cried earlier…I didn’t know I would handle it so naturally”

You smiled “You’re really good with kids, Joe” you said “See? You’ve got feelings!” You joked. His friends liked to tease him about how he was always so awkward while treating with emotional people, and you definitely loved to join the team.

He mocked a laugh “Not funny”

“Aw, I’m just joking” you said, reaching a piece of hair that had fallen on his eye with your hand and placing it away “You’ll be a great dad one day”

He smiled “With even better dad jokes” he said “Is it bad that I want kids now?”

“Don’t you dare, Sugg”

Oh, Baby - Part 3

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,760

Summary: The reader gets distracted and crashes into Baby, making Dean an instant enemy. What happens when they get stuck working together?

Part 1 Part 2

“Y/N, honey?” You hear Mary say from behind you. You turn around and she’s walking up to you with a warm smile.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“Sure, Mary. You’re the birthday girl!”

“Great! We are running low on liquor, I made a list. Can you go with Sam and make sure he gets everything we need?” She says before handing you the piece of paper.

“Yeah, no problem.” You say quickly. 

You’re at Mary’s birthday party and its been going pretty well. Thankfully it’s a BBQ so you’ve been able to roam around inside and out, avoiding Dean as much as possible. He seems to be doing the same.

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anonymous asked:

can I just say that i'm thoroughly annoyed as well with all the bullshit thats on the SWDBS tag. I understand if people don't like the drama but then why bring in all the negativity to the damn tag??? i swear they complain about the SMALLEST THINGS!!! ex. HER DAMN DESK. her work environment. the fact that its shocking to see a woman who can be strong YET be vulnerable at the same time ...... you guys.... seriously? UGHHH

DUDE I SAW THAT THING ABOUT THE DESK OK LIKE WHEN HE FIRST PUT IT UP IT WAS PROBABLY JUST TO BE FUNNY LIKE THE CUTE ASSHOLE HE IS. IT WASNT LIKE DEMEANING TO HER?? IT’S A JOKE BRO  like she doesn’t care, i don’t care, it’s a fucking desk what is he gonna do put a whole professional cubical for her in his ceo office what it’s a show don’t think too hard about it. all this complaining it making me think too hard about it and now i’m so tired lol

vent art :D some info along with this picture to be added in my about page
im just really annoyed with all these ship hate ive been seeing in my otp’s tags. ^ v ^)

i wont put this under read more so you all can read it.

look here you dipshits.
wont life be easier if you all just ignore what you dont like which is not even interfering with your fucking lives? like if you HATE something so much that isnt hurting you, why give ATTENTION to it? how about shut the fuck up? hmm? i mean. we’re not BOTHERING YOU WITH OUR SHIPS. WE’RE NOT THROWING THEM INTO YOUR FACE? WHY THE FUCK DO YOU MAKE EFFORT TO EVEN WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT IT which is practically useless. i mean you add the names of OUR OTPS to your shit tags like what are you trying to do huh? try to make us change our ships just because you dont like it? now arent you the ones forcing your fucking ships to us? 


OH RIGHT. what are my ships you ask? let me list it down along with the fandom name u 7 u)

final fantasy vii crisiscore : Zack x Cloud , angeal x Cloud, Genesis x Cloud
final fantasy xiii : Snow x Hope
final fantasy iv : Kain x Cecil
final fantasy xv : prompto x noctis
Kingdom hearts : riku x Sora , Axel/Lea x Sora, Leon x Sora & Terra x Ventus
d.gray-man : lavi x Allen
Fairy Tail : Gray x Natsu / Sting x Natsu
supernatural : destiel
night at the museum : larry x ahkmenrah
boku no hero academia : ALL Might x Deku & Kiribaku
khr : yamamoto x tsuna
one piece: zoro x luffy , shanks x luffy, sanji x luffy, law x luffy
cpt’n america CW : tony x peter

WHY oh why did i have to type it all down? so if you dont like a ship of mine and is disturbed to the point that you wanna go hating on me and write a whole novella about how you hate that ship go the fuck ahead and unfollow me also block me if you would. 


so anyway. i will repeat. THIS IS FANTASY, NOT REALITY. so before you go complaining about age gap and shit. dude. theyre fictional. not real. do you think we’re stupid enough not to know that? besides. ive seen couples not minding age gaps nowadays and is marrying because they LOVE one another so much. fucking gaia seriously.

this had been a not so friendly reminder and shout out to those ship war starters/ ship shitposters by yours truly,  Vhazzy.

4.08:  WES: Well, why can’t we just get what we want?!
SAM: Because that’s life, Wes.
[A lightning bolt strikes SAM and he falls dead.]

I JUST referred to this episode while talking about 12.17, because Mick’s introduction to the MoL was accidentally pickpocketing a cursed Babylonian coin, which is of course the source of all the troubles in 4.08.

Was the coin Mick stole a similar sort that maybe granted wishes– that in the end went very very bad? He may have wished to get off the streets, to find a place to belong, and somehow the MoL decided to give him exactly that. But from the first, that wish went very wrong.

In 4.07 Uriel planted the doubt in Sam’s mind that Dean actually remembered everything from his time in Hell, and Sam begins pushing Dean to talk about it. (similar to the way Sam pushed for Dean to talk to him in 12.05… and both times Dean really didn’t want to talk.)

(pffft “the working title” of Sam’s “book” he uses as his cover story to interview a witness is “Supernatural.” Considering 10 episodes later we find out about Chuck and the Supernatural books… I find this amusing)

DEAN:  What are we supposed to do, huh? Stop people’s wishes from coming true? I mean, it sounds like kind of a douche-y thing to do.
SAM: Yeah, maybe. But come on, man. When has something like this ever come without a price tag? And usually a deadly one.

Again, this reminds me so much of Mary’s motivations this season:

DEAN: Come on, if you could wish yourself back, you know, before it all started… Think about it. You’d be some big yuppie lawyer with a nice car and a white picket fence.
SAM: Not what I’d wish for.
DEAN: Seriously?
SAM: It’s too late to go back to our old lives, Dean. I’m not that guy anymore.

Yet this is exactly the “wish” Mary has for Sam in 12.14, and what motivates her to work with the MoL. But that coin is cursed…

DEAN: The coin was Babylonian. It’s cursed. I found some fragments of a legend. [looks unwell again; turns to gag in the bathroom; returns] I’m good. The, uh… the serpent is Tiamat, which is the, uh, Babylonian god of primordial chaos. I guess their, uh, priests were working some serious black magic.
SAM: They made the coin?
DEAN: Yeah, to sow the seeds of chaos. Whoever tosses a coin in the wishing well, makes a wish, it turns on the well. Then it starts granting wishes to all comers.

I mean, not that I blame the MoL’s genocidal ways on one single granted wish on an ancient Babylonian chaos coin– and stopping them is gonna be harder than just finding that person who dropped the coin with the first wish– but this is also reminiscent of something Mary said in 12.12. That line I quoted up at the very top of this post, compared to Mary in 12.12:

Sam: Wait, Mom? Um… I just wanted to make sure that, um… you’re okay. I mean, I know… you never really wanted this.
Mary: Since when is life about getting what you want?

And yes, in context it was about her guilt, and shutting down that conversation with Sam because she had a “mission” to complete, and the Colt to steal, all without letting Sam know that. But really, this attempt to get what she thinks she wants– that life she’s still mourning the loss of– is really what’s driving her to what amounts to chaos in s12, in working with the MoL, and in believing in their agenda.

Because when you DO bend the rules like this in order to get what YOU want, there’s gonna be inevitable consequences. Maybe even of the COSMIC variety…

Changing one thing, altering one detail, really does have the power to ripple out throughout the universe. No matter what Lucifer would like us to believe. Remember, he and Michael didn’t believe in Free Will, and that’s the true factor that allows a person to change their destiny.

WES: It’s “Wes… ss.” Aren’t you the guys from the health department?
SAM: Yeah. And florists on the side.
DEAN: Plus FBI. And on Thursdays, we’re teddy bear doctors.

Be careful what you wish for.

(ETA: omg I forgot when Sam gets struck by lightning he loses BOTH of his shoes… so that coin’s twice the trouble of the lucky rabbit’s foot in 3.03. Oh, Ben Edlund. I miss you. :P)



Okay so I was totally inspired by @our-dazed-sims to do this challenge, and I absolutely fell in love with the result omfg im weeping ToT.

I wanna tag @tofusaucee@literallywhothe, and @peonypyxels – of course only if you guys wanna do this challenge for your sims. I thought it was pretty interesting and made me think “huh, what coulda been” xD