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pleasanttaleswithkaityb · 4 months

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Howdy Neighbors,

I've been reflecting on my journey of sharing Pleasantview stories and wanted to share some insights with you all. 🌟

From Discord to Tumblr:

My storytelling began as a private collection on Discord, serving as a sort of filing cabinet for all that unfolded during each rotation. This led to the creation of household recaps - quick summaries to share the essence of what happened each season. When I transitioned to Tumblr, I embraced the freedom to post in real-time and explore my creativity, leading to the comic format and narrative style you see today.

Finding the Right Balance:

However, I've realized that the extensive editing and detailed storytelling might be more than I initially bargained for. It's been a joy, but also, I admit, a bit draining. I love sharing the lives of our Pleasantview families, but I feel the need to step back a bit to prevent burnout.

Experimenting with Storytelling:

Going forward, you might notice a shift in how I tell these stories. I'm considering a return to a style that blends simpler imagery with shorter narratives, accompanied by more comprehensive seasonal recaps. This approach harks back to my original method - summarizing key events while still being creative and engaging, but without the extensive energy and focus that the current format demands.

Behind the Scenes:

I wanted to bring you behind the scenes of my creative process, to manage expectations and explain the upcoming changes in my storytelling pattern. Hence why the post c:

A Reminder of Key Terms:

Rotation: Each rotation represents one week (7 days) in the life of a household, equating to one season for them.

Household Blurb: These are the descriptions you read before delving into a household's story, giving you a glimpse of what's happening in their lives.

Thank you for being a part of this journey. Your support means so much, and I'm excited to continue sharing Pleasantview's stories with you, albeit in a slightly different style.

With love and gratitude, Kaity B 🏡💕

#simblr #the sims 4 #ts4 to ts2 #sims 4 #pleasantview #non-sims #kaity b speaks #hey neighbors #kaity b thoughts #kaity b updates #pleasantview legacy

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pixelated-pogues · 3 years

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Hey lovey!!! Congrats on 900!!! I’m so proud of you!!! Can I get an obx ship? My name is Kaity, I’m straight, I use she/her pronouns. Im a film major. I love to listen to Pop Punk music and draw. You’ll often rarely find me in short sleeves as I have a sun sensitivity but I still enjoy hanging at the beach and hiking. Sunsets are the most beautiful thing in the world to me right now. I’m a hopeless romantic. I have half brown half blonde hair and dark brown eyes but they turn amber in the sunlight. I have a semi-colon tattoo on my right arm. I thoroughly enjoy Chinese/Japanese food (especially anything with noodles). I’m as active as I can be but I do have panic attacks and night terrors along w/ an autoimmune disorder. My favorite animal is the sea turtle and my favorite color is burgundy. That’s pretty much me in a nutshell!

Xx -K🖤

hey bb! i’m so sorry for the delay! i’m moving tomorrow so things have been hectic and i kept forgetting about doing this!

okay so, i genuinely ship you with our boy jj ☺️

JJ would notice you at the beach carrying around a camera, filming your friends as they horse around in the sand while you guys wait for the sun to set. He didn’t talk to you then, but he was insanely intrigued by the girl with two colors in her hair carrying a camera around and mindlessly laughing about whatever was going on. John B immediately took notice and kicked sand at him, laughing, “Earth to JJ, are we going surfing or are you going to sit there daydreaming all day?” Of course JJ kicked sand right back before running towards the water with his board, John B following in suit.

After that, you always seemed to be at the same places as him at the same time. Each time he saw you, he grew more interested by the small things he noticed. The way you always seem to be wearing long sleeves and how you carry a battered sketchbook around with you seemingly everywhere you go peaked his interest too.

You were by yourself at the Wreck, eyes focused on whatever you were drawing in your sketchbook, when he finally made up his mind to talk to you. He came up beside you, stealing a glance at your drawing before he said anything.

“That’s really good,” he complemented, startling you out of your thoughts. Your face turned a light shade of pink as you jumped, nearly knocking your cup over in the process. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“You’re fine,” you laughed in embarrassment, pushing your hair behind your ear. “Thanks, the idea has been stuck in my head for days, but I can’t seem to do it justice when the pencil actually hits the paper.”

“Are you kidding? This is unreal, do you mind?” He questioned, gesturing towards the book for approval before you push it towards him. “These are really good.” He flipped through the pages in your sketchbook, appreciating each drawing before one caught his eye, halting his movements. “You drew me and my friends,” he stated, in awe of the detailed drawing of the pogues on the beach.

“Oh, oh god that’s so embarrassing. You must think I’m a creep,” you gushed, moving to grab the book from his hands.

“No, not a creep. I’m intrigued. Why us?”

“I’m filming a little documentary of what life’s like in Outer Banks. It’s really just a personal project really. You guys seem to be a great subject for the project, and I like doodling people that I find interesting. A weird connection between the two I guess,” JJ found himself shocked at your words. The whole concept was so cool to him and he immediately asked if you wanted to meet the pogues.

That’s how you ended up meet everyone. You quickly meshed with the group and it wasn’t long before you and JJ officially got together.

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-This boy would LOVE letting you film him.

•Whether he was doing some ridiculous trick, hanging with the pogues, or he was just being his goofy self, he loves being in front of the camera.

-He’d let you talk him through all things related to filming and why it interests you so much. He’s all for listening to you talk about the things your passionate about.

-You’d spend days chasing sunsets, hiking through hidden places on the island, and nights at the chateau with the pogues.

-John B and Pope would give him hell for being whipped, but they’re secretly just happy that JJ found someone that makes him happy.

-I can totally foresee the two of you JAMMING to pop punk music. JJ would be jumping around head banging, screaming the lyrics to songs while you focused on whatever you were drawing at that given time.

-He’s also be so gentle with you. He learned how to help you through your panic attacks and always made sure to hold you for as long as you needed after.

-Honestly, I think the boy would be WHIPPED. He’d be so protective of you and would absolutely spoil you in any way that he could.

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I didn’t intend on giving a lil imagine AND a bit of a headcanon buuut I loved the idea of this so much that I couldn’t NOT do it.

#900 celebration #lys speaks #ships

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deviants · 2 years

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best playlist titles

in no particular order, the titles of my spotify playlists that make me feel like im making smth more than a catalogue of songs:

>muscles comma no brains

desc: we are big men who think little things . creatine. banana. fuck my hot girlfriend.

>Really Cool Guy Music Playlist

desc: actually just an excuse to put only seeing god when i come on a playlist. will b absorbed into another playlist soon but let's honour an honest title

>kaitie's waiting room

desc: made for my best friend. way bigger playlist than i thought it'd be. waiting to see you again my love.

>weewooweewoo it's the resentment police

desc: fuck you maddie and your little gang of posers!! it's spring 2021 and i am being excluded for being REAL and COOL and way more HARD than everybody else .

>electric shock to my fucking brain

desc: more dopamine from buzzy songs. i wanna hear the music go crunch

>cowboyfornia slick-shift

desc: basically a continuation of arakitack but i didnt steal all the music from gregg araki's movies. this playlist always gets compliments.....

>songs for the other nabokov

desc: RIP you gay russian noble brother of my favourite author. you wouldve loved sexual liberation

>smoking weed w/ jesus

desc: i miss early covid days of waking and baking and being with serena.

>slutburger

desc: this playlist needs a total rehabilitation but what a good name. bimbos only

#wordsmith

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kylieryanette · 3 years

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SELF LOVE BURIED

So, you've gotten through the beginning years! Buckle up, it gets worse from here. I will be getting into the more severe abuse from here on out, so this is a trigger warning for anyone who may have difficulties reading from here. The next few blogs will discuss years 6ish through my adolescent years and high school, how my self-love got buried under years of being told I was worthless, sexual assault, mental and emotional abuse, among other things.

After we left Wisconsin, my mother once again left Dirk, and we moved to Bloomfield, IA where we lived with my great-grandmother again, and Dirk moved to Omaha, NE, 3.5 hours away. During this time, Dirk started dating a lady named Sandy. My sister and myself went to visit Dirk in Omaha, and we met Sandy and went to Fuddruckers. At this time, I was approximately 8-9 and I was not dealing with Dirk dating another woman, so I called my mother bawling, wanting to go home. Little did I know that Sandy would be a permanent force in my parents marriage (she isn't the villain I made her out to be in my mind).

When my parents got back together, we moved to Glenwood, IA, a bedroom community of Omaha, and my parents were both working in LTL (less than truckload) sales, so they were gone all day, and once again, Dirk was gone on "business trips" all of the time. He was working for Midland Transportation at this time, and brought a couple of shady characters to our home, disguising them as "friends". It wasn't until later that I learned he was involved in a theft scheme with these gentlemen, but alas, he was never caught, only his partners.

There are many shady instances that I remember happening at this time, to include Dirk threatening a backhoe operator, who conveniently passed away less than one week later from "heart issues". I was 12 years old when this occurred, and I had the forethought at that age to walk away from the situation. When Dirk asked me later why I had walked away, I simply stated "because I didn't want to testify against you". Please tell me what 12 year old thinks that way, or has had to make that decision, well this 12 year old, as I knew he had a body count at this point, he used to brag about how no one would ever find the bodies. Something he has recently said about my mother and myself, which has caused us to get security cameras installed around our home. During this time, I also started experiencing disturbing and severe health issues, which were dismissed by Dirk and doctors for over 25 years, but I remained active and high achieving, as to not deal with the abuse at home if I did not perform at peak level at all times.

I remember one time sitting at the coffee table eating cereal from a pottery bowl. Dirk was going through my backpack (one of the rare times he actually gave a shit about what I was doing). I had gotten a B on a math test (I struggle with math), not the class itself, just a test. He proceeded to walk over to me, grab my bowl, and throw it against the wall, sending pottery fragments and cereal flying all over the living room. It was at this moment that I realized the only way I was going to make him happy was to be perfect, absolutely perfect, no mistakes, ever. You can imagine what that did to my 12 year old psyche. He would call me "half-assed Kylie" if things weren't done to his standard, which was unobtainable most of the time.

During this time, my parents fought incessantly. I would hear them at all hours of the night, Dirk telling my mother that he hated her, didn't love her and that he wouldn't have to have affairs if she were a better wife, even though she literally drove herself to the brink of insanity trying to make him happy. She was focused on us, her career and her weight, as Dirk covetted good looks and a slim, beautiful figure, anything short of that was embarrassing for him. This caused a lot of issues with not only my mother, but me and my baby sister as well. Both Kaitie and I had an unhealthy relationship with food; her, not wanting to eat and making sure she stayed slim, me, yo-yo dieting and making myself sick to keep that ideal. One of those instances where parents don't directly instill these ideals in their children, but through watching and listening, we learned. We also learned about alcoholism, extensively, during this time. large

I watched Dirk drink himself into oblivion every single night that he was home. He couldn't have a meal, including breakfast, without a drink. Johnny Walker Red and water was his drink of choice, although I knew how to make a mean screwdriver by the age of 10. If it wasn't hard liquor, it was Bud Light. If Dirk wasn't drinking, I was wondering what was wrong. He once got to drunk that he decided it would be a great idea to take my sister and I on a ride in our Porsche on the icy country roads, after having an argument with my mother, resulting in us losing control and spinning on the ice, something that gravely scared my mother as well as us. Scaring people was something he absolutely loved doing, and would talk about his intimidation tactics and whom he had used them on frequently, violence and intimidation were standard ways of dealing with issues. During this time I dealt with issues of self worth at school as well, trying to fit in and not really knowing where to turn.

My friends at this time consisted of a mixture of personalities. Most of the kids had their groups that they had since elementary school, but I had gone to 5 different elementaries, so I didn't have that core group of friends. I threw myself into basketball and school, trying to be the best at everything I did, not the best I could be, but the absolute best, because anything short of that, in my mind, was unacceptable. The basketball court was my happy place, and I spent every free minute I had at one of the basketball courts in town, playing pick-up games or one-on-one with my mother, which was always a tough game as she is an extremely talented ball player. I dealt with a lot of rumors and nasty comments as my mother was my coach and comments such as "you only start because your mom is the coach" were thrown at me almost daily. Comments like these stuck with me, making me work that much harder. I was constantly trying to outdo myself and my peers, just to feel some sense of worthiness.

Social functions were a huge source of anxiety for me, as I was constantly second guessing the words that came out of my mouth. Something I still deal with daily, at the grocery store, church, wherever really. One school function will never leave my memory, unfortunately. I was at the Corn Festival dance in Glenwood with a bunch of my friends, and their parents who were chaperoning. Dirk had gone out with some of his friends and decided to come crash the kids dance. He came into the church, found me in the middle of the dance floor, and just starting screaming nonsense at me, in front of everyone, drunk, I was mortified. My friends mom jumped into action, shooing me away into the girls bathroom until they had successfully gotten him out of the building, to say I was embarrassed is an understatement. This wasn't the worst thing to happen in middle school though, that would come where I least expected it, and with zero support.

When we lived in Glenwood, a family with 3 young kids moved in across the street. The father befriended Dirk, and we all became family friends. I would babysit for them a lot when they would go out together, this was a very normal thing until one night. The mom was out of town, the oldest daughter at her father's house, and the dad out with his friends at the bars. I went to bed in the oldest daughters bed, waiting to fall asleep. Around 1 am, the dad came stumbling in, drunk as a skunk. He then proceeded to come into the room I was sleeping in, and crawl into bed. I told him that he was in the wrong room, he proceeded to say "I know", and continued to lay there. I was paralyzed, what was I supposed to do? I had been raised to be a people pleaser, how was I going to gracefully get out of this situation? He then proceeded to try to touch me, I finally came to my senses and jumped up and ran home. I cried all night long, waiting for Dirk to wake up so I could tell him. The time came, he woke up and I told him. He told me "He was just drunk and probably thought you were his wife." I was dumbfounded, his wife?! are you serious?! This bedroom was on the other side of the house! I felt worthless, dirty, and that my body didn't matter. This is not a lesson a little impressionable girl should learn. I learned more about sex, unhealthy sex, in the next few years than any young person should.

Ok, I promise I will get to the lighter, easier things, but the only way to get to that point, is to get through the hard stuff. Stick with me! You don't get to appreciate the beautiful light without trudging through the darkness :)

#self healing #trauma #mental health #growth #living with cptsd #bpd

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lunapaper · 3 years

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Album Review: 'Nightmare on Elmfield Road' - CLOVES

CLOVES’ latest album is a horror show.

Stripping away the bluesy rocks and California vibes of 2018 debut One Big Nothing, the Melbourne-born singer (aka Kaity Dunstan) makes a dark descent into smoky trip hop and distortion on Nightmare on Elmfield Road, produced while she was in the midst of a ‘mental health journey.’

‘Before this album I had never worked to try and understand myself and how I process thoughts and emotions,’ Dunstan explains via press release. ‘Instead, I had always turned to coping mechanisms and was defensive of help, it became debilitating, I was unable to compartmentalise a real threat from a poisonous train of thought, this record is purely made from necessity, it’s taking all my darkest thoughts and feelings I have about myself and saying them, it's the start of taking their power away.’

Like any true cyber pop dystopia, the record is sleek and cold to the touch, throbbing with plenty of bass and industrial synths, along with blunt, one-word song titles to further drive the point home.

‘DEAD’ is eerie and brooding with a synthetic feel as Dunstan plays Russian roulette with her greatest enemy (i.e. herself), offering up goth pop-worthy lines like: My suffering isn't over with baby, pacify me/I'm alone and I'm playing roulette with my enemy/Relaxation is strangulation/My minds been fucked, mental fornication.’ ‘SICKO’ is slinky and enigmatic, interpolating Suzanne Vega’s 1987 classic ‘ Tom’s Diner’ as the singer finds herself ‘In the corner, on the outside/Lookin' in, I see a sicko.’ ‘MANIC,’ meanwhile, unravels at an erratic pace, reminiscent of Massive Attack’s ‘Teardrop’ with distorted guitar, haunting minor keys and disembodied sound bites.

‘NIGHTMARE,’ of course, lives up to its name, a frightening paranoia trip about ‘being gaslit by your own brain,’ channelling Portishead’s ‘Glory Box’ right down to Beth Gibbons’ aching vocals. But even as she’s being dragged further into the abyss, Dunstan goes down swinging (‘You're a nightmare/'Cause you're not what you said you are (No, oh, no)/And I get angry/'Cause you know what you really are...’)

By album’s end, Dunstan makes the full transition into a ‘Beast’ in time for ‘heartbreak hour,’ unrepentant in bringing others down into the pits of despair; her self-destruction now complete - ‘I’m the only one/That’ll wish you well/Then do you harm/And give you hell.’

Working with a stellar line-up of that includes Clarence "Coffee" Jr (Dua Lipa) and Detonate (Sia, Diplo), Hudson Mohawke and Jake Portrait from Unknown Mortal Orchestra, CLOVES gives her ghostly, claustrophobic sound structures and brutal self-loathing a cinematic touch, evoking classic 80s and 90s sci-fi and horror imagery.

Although a little repetitive at times (like trip hop can be, as much as I love it), Nightmare on Elmfield Road is a solid effort from an artist still coming into her own, one that doesn’t receive nearly enough credit in her own country or even her home city (I should know, I live in Melbourne).

Hopefully this will be the album to change that...

- Bianca B.

#music #cloves #nightmare on elmfield road #new #reviews #albums #Bianca B

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rebelsofshield · 7 years

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Panels Far, Far Way: A Week in Star Wars Comics 7-19-2017

Sith apprentices and resistance ace pilots lead Marvel’s Star Wars offerings this week as Darth Maul concludes and Poe Dameron moves into a new story arc.

Star Wars: Darth Maul #5 written by Cullen Bunn and art by Luke Ross

Darth Maul has always been a character whose character has been difficult to pin down. Between the silent but deadly Sith Assassin created through Ray Park in The Phantom Menace to the scheming and emotionally fraught Nightbrother delivered by Sam Witwer in the Star Wars animated series, Maul has worn multiple faces and voices throughout his years. For the most part, Cullen Bunn has done a strong job at coalescing these into a singular character through exploring a younger and more impatient Maul at the cusp of making his mark on the galactic scene.

Bunn characterizes Maul’s mostly baseless and indoctrinated quest for revenge as a mission whose central emotions are confused and perhaps misguided. Better yet, Bunn teases this revelation to Maul himself. Faced with the reality of being a potential killer of Jedi, Maul is faced with the question of whether this will actually bring him fulfillment and result makes for a surprisingly emotional and thought provoking ending to a series that to this point has mostly relied on Luke Ross’s expressive action sequences. If Bunn’s writing can be faulted anywhere here is that the use of first person narration for Maul’s inner monologue at times feels unnecessary and at odds with Maul’s physicality and dialogue. One can’t but help but feel that Bunn may have benefited from the approach that Charles Soule and Kieron Gillen have taken from writing Darth Vader in keeping a layer of distance between the reader and the villain at the narrative’s center.

Ross provides some of his best work to date here. Maul’s showdown with Eldra Kaitis is unexpectedly tension filled and smartly choreographed, even if the end result is obviously predictable. Ross has a clear eye for drawing action and some of the galaxy’s more sinister characters and even when Bunn’s script does falter Ross is more than able to carry the weight.

With the conclusion of this series, Maul has become one of the few characters in Star Wars canon to have a clear beginning, middle, and end to his narrative. While undoubtedly a horrific and violent being, Maul is painted as a tortured soul whose life lacked purpose and meaning even from his youngest days. Stolen from his mother for the Sith for a cause he may have not believed as much as he wished only to have all this taken from him and left a physically and mentally broken man, Maul had a hell of life. No wonder he’s so goddamn angry all the time.

Score: B+

Star Wars Poe Dameron #17 written by Charles Soule and art by Angel Unzueta

It is impressive to see just how much Poe Dameron has evolved into an ensemble book over the last several issues. What originally was detrimentally centered around Oscar Isaac’s swaggering ace pilot due to its inability to dig deep in the character’s history and personality, Charles Soule has used the trappings of the growing conflict between the First Order, the New Republic and the Resistance to tell a sprawling narrative with an impressively diverse cast of characters.

Still plagued by a lack of resources for her resistance movement, Leia Organa uses Poe to connect with morally dubious journalist Suralinda to help win over sympathetic minds in the Republic. Meanwhile, The First Order has grown tired of Poe’s repeated interferences with their plans and has tasked the vicious Commander Malarus to torture more information out of the hapless former Intelligence Agent Terex.

Soule’s script is a busy one and much of it feels like moving various galactic chess pieces around in the at times frustratingly vague political landscape of the post-Return of the Jedi galaxy. That being said, Soule still finds ways to find intrigue and even subtly relevant political commentary amidst the space flight and subterfuge. It’s also impressive to see how Soule has managed to flesh out many of his characters, many of whom played mere cameo roles in The Force Awakens, with small ticks and quirks that make them feel more human. The fact that astromech droids purposely damage themselves rather than be saddled with Jess is a detail that is just begging to be turned into a Chris Eliopoulos back up comic. Droids Unplugged 2 anyone?

That said, Phil Noto’s presence is still sorely missed on this book. While Angel Unzueta packs a surprising amount of detail to each panel, his style’s tendency to mimic the likenesses of the actors behind the character’s to a detrimental degree. While it never reaches Salvador Larroca levels of photoreferencing, there are several panels of Poe in particular that can only be described as a puffy faced Oscar Isaac and the results are distracting.

Regardless, Soule and Unzueta have set up an intriguing and exciting storylien for Black Squadron. If we could pick up the pace and clean up some of the art goofs then we could have something truly special on our hands.

Score: B-

#Marvel #Star Wars #reviews #review #comics #Darth Maul #Poe Dameron #angel unzueta #charles soule #Cullen Bunn #Luke Ross

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lazyfaeriee · 7 years

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Rules: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you’re done tag 10 people plus the person who tagged you, and most importantly, HAVE FUN!

I was tagged by @cosmicchero ! ! thanks so much ! ! ! (im sorry this took forever for me to get around to answering but i really appreciate you thinking of me !)

A- Age: 16, but i’ll be 17 in like two weeks!

B- Biggest fear: i only have four fears in this life and they are seagulls, snails, clowns, and heights so i guess it would be one of those

C- Current time: 3:21pm

D- Drink you last had: root beer ! !! my favorite ! ! ! E- Everyday starts with: me brushing my teeth str8 away because retainers make ur mouth taste gross F- Favourite song: my favorite song changes like every 3 days but right now it’s oceans by frank iero and the patience

G- Ghosts, are they real: yep! i didnt believe in them for a long time but this one priest told me stories about him helping ghosts pass on to heaven and it was really interesting and cool and now I believe in them ! !! H- Hometown: i dont have a hometown, ive never lived in one place for more than 4 years I- In love with: my friend francis,,, boy o boy i love that kid and im not sure what kind of love it is but there’s something there J- Jealous of: people in relationships tbh i just want to be loved K- Killed someone: no?????? L- Last time you cried: i cried on saturday because i fully realized how much my friend kyle means to me M- Middle name: josephine... people try to say it the spanish way (esp. since i live in southern california) and im flattered but its just my uncle’s middle name (joseph) made feminine N- Number of siblings: got three of em,,, theres the twins and then my older sister kaity O- One wish: i want love,,,, damb how many times i gotta say it

P- Person you last called/texted: kyle,,, & who could be surprised by that Q- Questions you’re always asked: theres a couple questions people ask me a lot, but the most common are “did you do the math homework” or “why is there glitter in your hair” R- Reasons to smile: god’s love tbh S- Song last sang: the resurrectionist, or an existential crisis in c# by frank iero and the patience T- Time you woke up: 9:00 or thereabouts,,, which is WILD because i usually sleep in until like noon if no one else wakes me up,,, but I didnt set an alarm or anything and I still got up super early! ! ! U- Underwear colour: very light beige V- Vacation destination: the mountains ! ! ! i love going to the mountains tbh it’s so peaceful W- Worst habit: lying X- X-rays you’ve had: my nose bc in kindergarten a basketball fell on my face and we thought I broke my nose,,, also on my teeth bc i had braces and yknow they do x-rays all the time Y- Your favourite food: thats a tough one because i actually don’t like eating very much atm, my relationship with food isnt very healthy,,, but i love peaches and strawberries Z- Zodiac sign: pisces

im not sure exactly how many people im supposed to tag but im gonna go with @partialmeme, @extraterristial, @knifedoge, and @denialriver ! ! ! if theres anyone i didnt tag who wants to do this, just do it and say i tagged you ! !

#am

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pleasanttaleswithkaityb · 7 months

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Welcome back to Pleasantview!

Beneath the tranquil surface of picket fences and suburban bliss lies a tapestry of intrigue and drama. The Caliente sisters bring a touch of spice to town, while the enigmatic disappearance of Bella Goth still haunts us. Love is in the air as Cassandra and Don prepare to tie the knot, and Dina and Mortimer take their relationship to the next level. The Burbs are back, seeking a fresh start, and the Ramirezes have just opened a furniture store that's all the rage. Young love blooms between Angela Pleasant and the notorious Dustin Broke, while an unexpected pregnancy shakes Brandi's world. Darren struggles with his art, Lilith seeks solace with Dirk, and Daniel and Mary-Sue Pleasant's picture-perfect life hides secrets. Dive into the drama of Pleasantview, where every family has a story to tell. Learn more about me and my blog under the cut!

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🌟 Hi, and Welcome to my version of Pleasantview! 🌟

🔗 The Save File: Big shoutout to @anotherplumbob for creating the amazing save file I use. Check it out here!

My Gameplay Style

Inspiration & Credit: A heartfelt thanks to @pleasantsims! Your creative flair and stories have reshaped my love for The Sims. I'm here to spread that joy and inspiration further. IYKYK!

Rotational Play: I switch households every in-game week, giving each household 7 days per season. I've disabled neighborhood progress to keep stories fresh and unexpected (though, oops, sometimes I slip up with the settings!).

Wants-Based Gameplay: My Sims' desires drive their stories. I aim to fulfill their wants, letting autonomy stir up some delightful chaos along the way. Remember ACR? Yes, those unpredictable moments are back!

The Sims 2 Vibes: I've modded my game to mirror the feel of The Sims 2, including aspirations, hobbies, and those quirky chance cards. Dice rolls and creative twists keep things interesting. All stories kick off post-scripted events. In my world, Don and Cassandra are married, Dina and Mortimer eloped, and Daniel... well, let's say he's had better days.

Resources: Check out these posts for more about how I set up my game to play rotationally and mod recs! [how I set up my in-game settings] [my mccc settings] [townie/NPC management] [mods rec list for whims and personality overhaul] [my tagging system / how to navigate my blog]Feel free to send me an ask or message if you have questions about my settings, notice that something clashes, or have your own resources or suggestions!

What to Expect from My Blog

✨Mature Content Alert: This blog is best suited for those 18+ as I am an adult.

✨Creator Credits: While I can't recall every mod, I'm always open to "Where Can I Find?" questions. Huge thanks to our creative community!

✨Sim Stories Galore: This space is dedicated to my Sim tales and related content.

✨Community Interaction: Got questions or thoughts about my game or Sims? Feel free to reach out! Your enjoyment of my stories makes this all worthwhile.

✨Sharing is Caring: Feel free to reblog and engage. Your support means the world!

✨Community Guidelines: Please keep interactions Sims-related. Off-topic outreach will be blocked. Y'all know exactly what bots I'm talking about -_-

✨No Pressure Zone: I won't adhere to a strict posting schedule to avoid burnout. Sometimes, even a Simmer needs a Sims break!

About Me

Sul, sul! I'm Kaity B (she/her), a 29-year-old Simmer from the USA. When not immersed in the Sims, you'll find me vibing to lofi, sipping coffee, exploring galaxies far, far away, sketching, rolling D&D dice, and juggling adulthood.

Proud parent of Nova (the best dog), Bellamy and Bella (my adorable cats), and a happily married life enthusiast. Keep an eye out for our Sim selves roaming around town!

Since 2004, I've been crafting tales with the Pleasantview crew. Now, in celebration of The Sims 2's 20th anniversary, I'm excited to share these stories with you.

Thank you for your likes and follows and for joining me on this journey.

Wishing you a pleasant day in your own Sim adventures, and welcome to the neighborhood!

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