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rainymoodlet · 10 months

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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[Episode Six] Saying Goodbye...

This post absolutely killed me to shoot, omg. I was sitting here thinking "is there any way I can keep them... any way at all..." because these seven sims are genuinely some of the sweetest and funniest pixels I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing exist okay 🥹

Proper goodbyes for our darlings under the cut! Everyone, say a fond and fair farewell to Maxwell, Zayden, Jiro, Jasper, Ainsley, Orlando, and Nolan! 😭 This will not be the last time we see them! They are permanent fixtures in Dan's life from this point on, I'll see to that! 😉

[ Part 5/5 ] 🌹

Maxwell Santiago by @yikessims was an absolute darling from the moment he entered the Mansion. His Gloomy trait tended to get the better of him, though, and while he and Dan were largely friendly and had positive interactions, his constant Sad moodlets tended to make him very unreceptive to Dan's flirtations. Were it not for the negatives from those interactions, I'm sure Max would have made it farther! 🥺

Zayden Mars by @softietrait is exactly as delightful as he is portrayed in writing, and I honestly think he was just too much energy for our Dan! He was often Playful and loved pranking everyone in the house/on the Group Dates, and as Daniel was often the target of a lot of his buzzers, his resulting Tense moodlets made him straight-up refuse flirtations with Zay - who would then be unreceptive to any attempt Dan made to flirt afterward. 😮‍💨

Jiro Okabe by @wormsimblr is genuinely one of the closest sims to Dan in the house when it comes to Friendship points - he closely rivals Dodo for that position! He and Daniel could never seem to get in a groove when it came to romantic interactions, even when Daniel had plenty popping up in his Grab Bag! As you can see here, Jiro even refused an Embrace from the guy before leaving 😟

Jasper Hartley by @2013trait really related to Daniel on a lot of conversational topics, and the two of them got along just fine, but they never seemed to hit a stride with their flirtations. Daniel would try to flirt with Jasper, and Jasper wouldn't be receptive - only for Jas to immediately try to flirt with Daniel after, which he wouldn't accept, and it ended up happening so much that their Romance bar hovered in the same position for most of the challenge. 😓

Ainsley Copper by @jaigny was such a sweetheart, but he and Daniel seemed to have the same "problem" as Jiro and Daniel. Though they're undoubtedly attracted to one another, the two of them ended up closer as friends than they did as potential romantic partners: they can absolutely talk each other's ears off, but once it veered into Romantic interactions, Ainsley would often get Embarrassed by his Socially Awkward trait and their conversations would devolve from there. 😩

Orlando Harper by @akitasimblr was an absolute treat to watch in-game, omg. He was constantly doing something Athletic, and I was often yelling at him to stop going for soccer balls or yoga mats while posing the groups. 😂 I hate to perpetuate his career in Bachelor/ette Challenges, but this man was absolutely resistant to any sort of flirting - and Daniel actually finds him very attractive! 😂 Needless to say, the two have forged a genuine bond during this portion of the show, and I'm sure we'll see much more of Dodo in the rest of Dan's life to come. 😌

And ohhhh... Nolan Langford by @wastelandwhisperer was Sad for some reason on the day of the Rose Ceremony, and it just fit too perfectly to catch Daniel comforting him like this. 🥺 He was genuinely so excited for a chance to meet and romance his childhood hero, but in-game, Nolan tended to either be excited over Dan's celebrity status (which I ended up turning off for the poor guy's sake sdkjfhd) or simply uninterested in Romantic interactions. It's messed up, because Daniel's Grab Bag was always awash with Romantic socials spurred on by his Attraction to Nolan. They just never seemed to hit a stride - I hope you guys enjoyed how I portrayed it in the course of the show!

I love each and every one of these sims very deeply, and I want to thank you all for giving them to me and trusting me with their little pixel hearts. I have been there for the loss of many a sim in a Bachelor/ette Challenge, so I totally understand the disappointment and sadness over not seeing your sim anymore - my askbox is always open!

Again, this is definitely not the last time we'll be seeing these guys. I can't wait to get further into the challenge and show you how they'll be showing back up in the future, but know this - Daniel will keep relationships with these sims for the rest of his little pixel life!

Thank you all for following along with Kiss Me in Komorebi this far - we've gotten through one month, six group dates, and twenty-one solo moments to get to here! And we have so much more to experience: I am so glad you're all enjoying this, and thank you for following Daniel's journey for love! 🥰

I love you all! Have a cookie 🍪

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots #ts4 challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #;kmik #sim: daniel #maxwell santiago by yikessims #zayden mars by softietrait #jiro okabe by wormsimblr #jasper hartley by 2013trait #ainsley copper by jaigny #orlando harper by akitasimblr #nolan langford by wastelandwhisperer #||#sorry this one is late i didn't want to make it. :|#(i'm kidding in terms of being mad but i'm legitimately upset.)#(do not b mad at me if i hide out in the tjol save or with neveah for a while because this shit... broke me)#i already miss them and i haven't even opened up the save from taking these screenshots ugh...#i look at dodo and daniel and BITCH I CRY???#also i argued with nolan for so long bc i could not get the comfort animation to load for shit i'm so sorry baby you didn't deserve it #they all just wanted LOVE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS--#like look @ dan's face with ainsley he's definitely tellin him they'll keep in touch okay ToT #jiro was havin none of it and i dont blame him #zay is like bitch we going clubbin we goin to the loudest one and daniel is like BET i owe you #maxwell is definitely getting checked in on bc dan will 100% worry abt him #and jasper took it on the chin but i think nolan genuinely thought the two of them would against all odds be the endgame :'(

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ofthclight · 2 years

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ladygsimss · 2 months

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Fun facts about Jeremiah that you didn’t ask for but ima give them to you anyway ⚠️TW: Drug abuse⚠️

Jeremiah is the twin of Jenesis and younger brother of Messiah.

He is such a jokester and will play pranks on you any chance he gets. He’s also a blerd 🤓

Had low self esteem in high school so he decided to hit the gym to try and bulk up a bit. Unfortunately he still has low self esteem even tho he can get any woman he wants.

Graduated High school with honors.

Being in the gym became more of an addiction hobby and now he can’t stay out of it.

His first love Molly Prescott (and baby mama) became addicted to drugs thanks to Messiah.

The court would not let Jeremiah have full custody of Zayden even with evidence of Molly being unfit to take care of him. ( Because they knew about Kane’s illegal activities)

Jeremiah’s second baby mama, Tameka, purposely got pregnant because she knew he had money. Tameka asked Jeremiah to marry her because she was pregnant. Jeremiah told her no and now she wants nothing to do with their son.

He is currently engaged to his Sister’s best friend Rashidah. They have three kids together and are actually in an open relationship. They both agreed to it.

Jeremiah has a bit of a weed addiction.

Is getting ready to open up his own gym.

Plans on taking over his father’s business (not the restaurants 🤫)

#the sims 4 #simblr #ts4 simbrl #jeremiah carter #ts4 #sims 4 story #my oc #sims 4 #black simmer

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scrunkl3bunk1e · 1 year

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*accidentally falls into your basement*

yessir!! i isaac’d myself, so you get a look of me… btw tainted had their left eye torn out by a nail and now its all janky textureless sh!t lmfao

but anyway… player desc below lawl

Zayden! (Unlock: Keep the game going on for 8 hours.)

Start stats (before run): <3 III / 🗡️ V / 👟 X (Good damage, bad speed). Health is ❤️❤️💙.

Starting item: The Phonie “Limited time posting!” (Q4): Allows you to spawn anything of your choosing once per special room. Restored at the next floor. If the time of the run reaches 30m, The Phonie is taken by a Mom’s Hand enemy. You are not damaged.

(image ^^)

Best stat? Damage (5.1). Worst stat? Speed (0.7).

Beating Mother with them will unlock Nyctophobia. This item (Q2) increases Speed when in dark rooms or under Curse of Darkness. Also happens when using ‘The Sun?’. I hate not being alone in the dark… “You’re afraid of the dark!”

And then Tainted Zayden, otherwise

The Erratic

This one has Insomnia. After a set amount of rooms their speed decreases and they have a chance to not do any action at all, they’re tired. When asleep they’ll regain health but being hit deals double the damage! (Q3. “Speed down, eyes open”)

Best stat? Still damage (3.9), and worst is health (❤️🖤)

Beating The Beast with The Erratic will unlock Trazodone. A new pill that they start with, when used it shows a timer that goes for 2m. When this timer is done the effect of Insomnia immediately kicks in, without the sleeping. “TRAZODONE! I feel sleepy…ish”, “*yawn* i should hit the hay.”

But yeah that’s me if I made myself into a playable Isaac character. Funky little insomniac that actully ironically wants to sleep… My body weird af

#⏳#tboi #the binding of isaac #binding of isaac #tboi fanart #the binding of isaac fanart #binding of isaac fanart #the binding of issac repentance #tboi repentance #squiggle’s art #squiggle’s sprites #sprite edit

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i-plague-eater · 2 years

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I have an old WITCH AU where queen Weira was slowly losing her powers during the second pregnancy because her heir has inherited her magic. Meridian folk wasn't happy with it as drought and bad harvest has driven them to famine and royalty was deeply relying on Weira’s strength to solve like everything. When Elyon has been born, her magic powers have been many times stronger than anyone seen before but Weira refused to use a newborn as a source of power. She was too soft for punitive methods too though Phobos warned her that the situation is going out of control.

Despite everything, folks used to love Weira and no one could imagine that one night rebels would break into palace. A 7 years old Cedric, who was just hired as a page due to his strong polimorphic and magic abilities woke his master up and described a current situation.

They’ve wade through the rebel forces and reached the throne room only to find Zayden lying with a cut throat and Weira being crucified and burned alive. The rest Escanor family was slaughtered too. Furious, Phobos killed all rebels in throne room. He decided to drain his sister and show these stupid peasants their place... But the cradle was empty. He stared at the blanket with hatred and pain while rebels were trying to break through. Hardly wounded, Cedric was making his best to keep the doors shut.

Then, a mysterious old man have appeared in the room, all dirty and wearing rugs. He opened a portal and said to take Cedric along as he might be useful later. He said to run and NEVER come back, that there’s nothing valuable left here.

Phobos walked through the portal into a snow blizzard. A green twinkle guided them to some weird-looking house.

Ms. Rudolph lived there. She opened the door and realized that a teen Phobos is standing right in front of her though he was supposed to be, like, a lot older. She didn’t remember him having blue eyes and tatoos either. As a kind woman that she is, as the one who was babysitting him back then, she let him in.

Cedric recovered very fast. Phobos, though had a hard case of pneumonia and barely survived. PTSD and following depression almost driven him to the edge. Somehow, supported by Ms. Rudolph and Cedric, he came through the crisis and instead of stabbing himself with a knife, he cut his hair off and decided to adapt to his current reality.

The Earth had many positive sides: the electricity, running water, TV, “mechanical servants” (a fan, a toaster, a kettle and other). Why spend time on goofy peasant’s needs when you may devote yourself to books and gardening? He took a name of Kane Rudolph, made up documents and shortly before the cartoon events applied for a job in a local floral shop. He added some tatoos to absorb life force from humans but usually hides it and his red hair with magic. Despite his gloomy, reclusive and a bit pretentious temper, Kane became a valuable employee because all the flowers he sell tend to last much longer.

Cedric found friends at school (although Kane told him to stay away of humans) and really enthusiastic about myths and native Earth magic. Together with a master they’ve adapted few seals for their needs.

Ms. Rudolph felt less lonely with the boys around too. Although Kane is a headstrong and impulsive brat (and still acts like a royal person sometimes), Galgheita see a lot of good in him, still unspoiled by power and impunity. Although Cedric is a liar and a bit sycophant, she see him as a kind-hearted child who pretend to be a better version of himself out of fear of unacceptance.

But guess what? Simple life wasn’t an option anyway.

#w.i.t.c.h fanart #w.i.t.c.h.#phobos #w.i.t.c.h cedric #cedric #in breach

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guiltye · 7 months

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adrenaline is at an all time high around the camp, with the banishment of murphy, and the blossoming chaos of the almost murder of a fellow delinquent seems to be fueled by the promise that punishment comes to those who they feel deserving of, feeding into a blood lust that pools as a collective group, desperate for justice; hungry to seek salvation to act as soothing balm to their own demons. bellamy runs a tired hand down his face as he shrugs off his jacket inside the heart of his tent, the barely there illumination of the campfire outside enough to light up a warm glow inside.

bellamy drags an exhausted hand down along the side of his face as he shrugs off his jacket within the heart of his tent; mind still reeling from the day, behind closed eyelids play the reminder of charlotte jumping. when he hears the material of the tent's opening flaps, there's a growl that bites his throat as he takes a guess to who it must be. "clarke, i already told you that i don't want to talk about-" bellamy starts, turning on his heel with his eyes prepared to glare daggers, but instinctively, his gaze softens when he finds someone else waiting for him. "zayden," bellamy whispers, a tick within his jaw as he straightens his spine, refusing to allow @skaikruzayden to see the way that he makes the delinquent leader's muscles relax with his mere presence. "what do you want?" bellamy asks gruffly, his rough around the edges timbre scratched with a bite that he doesn't mean to offer to the other.

#skaikruzayden #starter.#muse ... bellamy blake.#let's GOOOOOOOOOOOO.

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seesgood · 1 year

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❝ he’s married? ❞ her voice carries a bit more than it should in the open rink, and she’s sure that their coach will be able to hear it. but still, the shocking revelation isn’t the kind of thing that she can process quietly. and zayden drops it so casually --- or well, casual for zayden, which usually involves a level of irrational anger and frustration over life itself. ❝ no he can’t be married. ❞ caroline’s gaze cuts sideways towards where edric is making notes in his notebook at the side of the rink, probably mapping out the specifics of their next routine. her hands come to rest on her hips, brows furrowing together before her eyes slide back to her partner. ❝ that would require him having a life. and like...being a person. ❞ which just...isn’t possible. in the slightest. she’s never seen him smile. she’s never heard him speak more than two sentences in a row. and she’s definitely never heard him offer so much as a sliver of personal information. ❝ why the hell would he tell you that? what did you ask him? what were you even talking about that the subject of a wife was brought up? ❞ / @markedcnes + a starter you didn’t ask for from the figure skating verse that i’m obsessed with .

#markedcnes

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luv-ur-discz · 3 months

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WELCOME TO THE LUVDISC ROOM

hi! i'm zayden, you may know me from scrunkl3bunk1e. this is my luvdisc-looking pride blog <3 •

ask status: OPEN!! VERY OPEN!!

i'm willing to make sexuality, identity, disability, whichever flag you'd like! i'll do:

xenogender/mogai identities! i'm still rusty though so please be patient <3

custom pride flag designs (adjustments or full redesigns)

colour picked flags (any fandom so long as it isn't controversial!)

complex flags (up to symbol, lines, etc.)

what i won't do, however:

anything going along the lines of radqueer, transid/terf, etc.

bright colours (i'm very easily strained by these, so sorry!!)

curvy lines or irregular lines (sorry again! it's hard to do these :[ )

anything applying to my dni (see below)

guidelines/dni below cut vv

SFW interactions only!! (no MAPs, ddlg/kink/nsfw, paraphiles, etc) blog owner is a minor <3

i prefer media in asks, but i can search them up too if needed! <3

if a flag is controversial, i'll only do it if i'm comfortable. please note i'm very indecisive!

my flags can be used with or without credit, but it's appreciated if i'm at least mentioned! <3

have fun, just keep swimming, be your best self 💛

0370 - luvdisc - 💧

#new blog #custom pride flag #custom flag #flag blog #luvdisc #💛 ~ creation ~ flags #💛 ~ pokédex ~ discussion #💛 ~ accepted!~#💛 ~ denied~#💛 ~ ask & receive ~ asks #💛 ~ queued ~ flags #💛 ~ you ~ userboxes #💛 ~ splash! ~ icons

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skaikruzaydenarchs · 5 months

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@multi-royalty asked: “Thank god you’re breathing.” (aspen)

⸻ ZAYDEN'S EYES SLOWLY BLINKED OPEN AND HE SQUINTED UP AT ASPEN HOVERED ABOVE HIM. the dirt was rough and scratchy beneath his skin and he could hear gunfire a short distance away followed by one of the delinquents' shouts. what was going on? and how the hell did he end up on the ground like this? "pen? what . . . what happened? are we under attack?"

#( threads )#multi royalty #( queue )

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shortfeedshq · 11 months

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Lil Durk Net Worth: A Rising Star's Wealth Revealed

In this article, we will delve into the intriguing world of Lil Durk Net Worth, the melodic MC and singer from Chicago's south side who rose to prominence with his unique style and captivating music. Born on October 19, 1992, in Chicago, Illinois, Lil Durk has come a long way since his early days in the industry. We'll explore his journey, and accomplishments, and ultimately uncover the answer to the burning question: What is Lil Durk's net worth? So, without further ado, let's dive into the world of this talented artist and see how he has amassed his fortune. 1. Early Life and Musical Beginnings Lil Durk, also known as Durk D. Banks, was born on October 19, 1992, in Chicago, Illinois . Growing up in the tough neighborhood of Englewood on Chicago's South Side, Durk faced numerous challenges from an early age. His father was incarcerated when he was just seven months old, leaving him to navigate life without paternal guidance. Despite the hardships, Durk found solace in music and began pursuing his passion. 2. Mixtapes and Mainstream Breakthrough In 2011, Lil Durk released his first mixtape, but his ascent was temporarily halted when he faced legal issues related to weapons charges . However, he persevered and returned to the music scene with his second mixtape, "I'm Still a Hitta," in 2012. One of his tracks, "Sneak Dissin'," started gaining attention and opened doors for collaboration and guest performances . Durk's mainstream breakthrough came in 2015 when his unique style and captivating lyrics caught the attention of a wider audience. This pivotal moment marked the beginning of his rise to prominence in the music industry. 3. Lil Durk's Genre and Artistic Style Lil Durk's music falls under various genres, including Midwest Rap, Contemporary Rap, Drill, and Rap . He has carved out a distinctive niche for himself with his melodic flow and introspective lyrics. Durk's ability to blend catchy hooks with emotionally charged verses has resonated with fans worldwide, contributing to his growing popularity. 4. Important Works: Love Songs 4 the Streets 2 One of Lil Durk's notable works is his album "Love Songs 4 the Streets 2." Released in 2019, this project showcased Durk's versatility and cemented his position as a rising star in the industry. The album featured collaborations with prominent artists and received critical acclaim for its introspective themes and infectious melodies. 5. Lil Durk's Height: Rising Above the Rest Aside from his musical talents, Lil Durk stands tall with a height of 5'7" (1.70m) . While his physical stature may be modest, his impact on the music scene has been monumental. 6. Lil Durk's Net Worth: Unveiling the Figures Now, let's address the burning question: What is Lil Durk's net worth? As of May 2023, Lil Durk's net worth is estimated to be $8 million dollars . This impressive sum is a testament to his hard work, dedication, and the immense popularity he has gained throughout his career. 7. Lil Durk's Record Label: Only the Family (OTF) Lil Durk is not only an artist but also the founder of the record label Only the Family, commonly known as OTF. This label has served as a platform for emerging artists, providing them with opportunities to showcase their talent and flourish in the music industry. 8. Def Jam Deal and Career Milestones After gaining significant recognition through his mixtape series "Signed to the Streets" in 2013, Lil Durk secured a record deal with Def Jam Recordings. This pivotal moment in his career propelled him further into the mainstream spotlight . However, he eventually parted ways with the label in 2018, seeking new opportunities to expand his artistic horizons. 9. Personal Life and Fatherhood Lil Durk's personal life has had its fair share of ups and downs. He is a father to six children, each from a different mother . His children's names are Angelo, Bella, Zayden, Du'mier, Skylar, and Willow. Despite the challenges of managing a large family, Durk has embraced fatherhood and takes pride in his children's lives. 10. Tragic Losses and Resilience Lil Durk has faced immense tragedy in his personal life. His cousin, rapper McArthur "OFT Nunu" Swindle, was tragically murdered. Furthermore, his friend and manager, Uchenna OTF Chino Dolla Agina, was shot dead . These losses have undoubtedly tested Durk's resilience, but he continues to persevere and use his platform to raise awareness about the violence plaguing many communities. 11. Lil Durk's Legal Troubles Throughout his career, Lil Durk has encountered legal troubles. After his initial weapon charge in 2011, he faced further arrests and legal entanglements . Despite these challenges, Durk has managed to overcome obstacles and maintain his focus on his music. 12. A Practicing Muslim Lil Durk embraces his faith and is a practicing Muslim. His spiritual beliefs and values shape his perspective on life and influence his music and personal choices. 13. Lil Durk's Philanthropic Efforts Beyond his music career, Lil Durk has engaged in philanthropic endeavors. While specific details may not be widely publicized, he has contributed to various charitable causes, aiming to make a positive impact on communities in need. 14. Lil Durk's Influence and Legacy Lil Durk's unique musical style and unfiltered storytelling have resonated with fans across the globe. His impact on the rap and hip-hop scene cannot be underestimated, as he continues to inspire aspiring artists with his authenticity and determination. Conclusion Lil Durk's journey from Chicago's south side to becoming a celebrated artist has been marked by trials, triumphs, and personal growth. With an estimated net worth of $8 million, Durk's success in the music industry is a testament to his talent and dedication . As he continues to evolve as an artist and entrepreneur, it is evident that Lil Durk's contributions to the music world will leave a lasting legacy. FAQs (Frequently Asked Questions) What is Lil Durk's net worth as of 2023? As of May 2023, Lil Durk's net worth is estimated to be $8 million . What record label is Lil Durk associated with? Lil Durk is the founder of the record label Only the Family (OTF) . How many children does Lil Durk have? Lil Durk has six children, each from a different mother. Their names are Angelo, Bella, Zayden, Du'mier, Skylar, and Willow . What is Lil Durk's genre of music? Lil Durk's music encompasses various genres, including Midwest Rap, Contemporary Rap, Drill, and Rap . - Has Lil Durk been involved in philanthropic activities? While specific details may not be widely publicized, Lil Durk has contributed to charitable causes, aiming to make a positive impact on communities in need. Read the full article

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rainymoodlet · 1 year

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okay guys!! 🌹 with house one’s dinner done and my vacation time open-ended, i’ve got a loose schedule for the next few days!

house two’s dinner + second rose winner (3 part, tomorrow)

house three’s introductions (jasper, jiro, francis, suraj, adrian, and zayden!), desserts + third rose winner! (rest of the week)

thank you all for your patience with my disorganized ass 🥹

#txt #thank you alll for enjoying this bc so far!!#i am having so much fun omg #its like wrangling kittens but it is. so fun ;0;

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ghstandpucks · 3 years

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Like Father Like Son ~ Erik Johnson

Hope you like it! Requests are open!

Request/Summary: Can I request something involving like dad Erik Johnson? Something along the lines of a family.

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You were watching your toddler run after their 5-year-old brother in the backyard through the kitchen window as you finished up the dishes from lunch. As you were drying your hands off, your phone started to ring. “Hey love,” you answered, smiling at your husband’s toothless grin.

“Hey baby. How is everything going? How are the kids?” Erik fired off and you could tell he was getting ready to board the plane home. After a two week stretch on the road, you were happy it was coming to an end. You knew marrying him that the road trips and time apart were hard, but now juggling two kids you missed him even more. While he was gone, you had to play both mom and dad.

“They’re good. Lily is chasing Zayden around. Let me go get them,” you said, heading to the open door.

“Wait Y/N. How are you doing?” Erik asked quickly, and you stopped just outside the house.

“I’m good,” you smiled at him, but Erik studied your face for a moment.

“You look tired,” he said quietly, taking a seat on the plane.

“No more tired than you are,” you countered with a sigh. To be honest, you were utterly exhausted. Zayden had just started hockey and Lily had just started a tiny tots ballet class. Running them both around to practices had you falling asleep the moment your head hit the pillow. Thankfully Linnea took dance classes at the same studio, so Mel would pick Lily up once a week while you ran Zayden and Lucas to hockey. The next week you would switch, taking the girls while Mel took the boys. It helped that the boys were the same age and on the same team. You could see Erik starting to worry, so you waved him off. “I’m fine babe, I promise,” you said, walking out to your kids. Upon spotting you, your youngest ran over and you lifted her up. “Say hi to daddy!”

“Dadda!” Lily squealed, blowing kisses at the screen with her little hand.

“Hey princess!” Erik cooed.

“Dad!” Zayden yelled as you bent down and handed him the phone.

“Hey bud! What’s up?” Erik asked. You sat on the grass with your daughter as your son told Erik all about practice the other day. Zayden was always so excited to tell Erik about his hockey practices. Whenever he would do something, he would always come skating over to you, asking if he looked like his dad. Erik smiled and asked questions as he talked with your son, Lily starting to get fussy as her nap time was coming up. After another 5 minutes, the plane was going to be taking off and Erik had to hang up. “I love you all. I’ll be home soon. Be good for your mother,” he said, winking at you before hanging up.

You were putting Lily down for bed that evening when you heard the front door open and Zayden’s feet padding through the hallway. Making sure Lily was tucked in and already asleep, you left her room and walked toward the kitchen where you heard voices coming from. Walking around the corner, you smiled at the sight before you. Zayden was sitting on the counter swinging his legs around happily as he caught your husband up on the last two weeks. Erik was solely concentrated on his son when you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his sternum. “And Mommy let us have ice cream after bed time on Friday!”

“Oh did she now?” Erik turned to look at you.

“Bud, that was our secret,” you laughed, going to tickle your son.

“Don’t make him have secrets from me,” Erik grabbed your waist and pulled you away from Zayden while laughing.

“But Dad, you said not tell Mommy when we got slushies…”

“Hey! Don’t tattle,” Erik teased your son while picking him up off the counter and throwing him over his shoulder. Zayden was giggling away as Erik put him to bed, then went to say goodnight to Lily. When he walked into your bedroom, you were busy sorting through his suitcase, taking out everything that needed to be washed. “It’s late. I’ll do that tomorrow,” Erik said, pulling you off the floor and into his lap as he sat on the bed.

“We have Zayden’s game tomorrow,” you reminded him, turning so you could face him.

“Then I’ll do it after. Just let me spend some time with my wife,” he pulled you into a soft kiss. You pulled back and rested your forehead on his.

“You can spend time with me even if I’m unpacking your stuff,” you argued. You hated when he left his bag sitting around. Erik leaned back onto the bed, taking you with him.

“We wouldn’t be doing what I actually want to do though,” he whined, flipping you over so your back was on the mattress and he was hovering over you, trailing kisses down your neck.

“Mr. Johnson,” you said, teasingly scandalized.

“Mrs. Johnson,” Erik smirked back at you. You shook your head, pulling him down for another kiss.

“We have to be quiet.” You whispered against his lips.

“Yes ma’am.”

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“They’re going the wrong direction,” Mel pointed out as you watched Zayden and Lucas skate together to the wrong side of the rink. They were taking the puck back to their own goalie.

“Zayden, baby! The other way!” you tried to yell over the other parents, plus Erik’s and Gabe’s laughter. Zayden passed the puck rather slowly to Lucas, and Lucas shot it past the goalie. You and Mel just looked at each other as your husbands stood up to cheer very loudly; Lily in Erik’s arms and Linnea jumping on the bench to cheer with her dad. Zayden and Lucas decided to chest bump in celebration, and they both lost balance and fell onto the ice. Laughing as they stood up and cheering along, you were happy the refs did not count the goal as you would have to explain to two very sad 5-year old’s that they scored on their own side.

“I’m slightly terrified at how much you two are wearing off on our children,” Mel laughed, looking over at Gabe and you nodded in agreeance.

The game ended, Zayden actually scoring a goal in the correct net. You were so proud of him, and he was so excited to have Erik there watching his game this time. After the game, some of the boys were still skating and messing around. You were standing at the boards with Erik when Zayden skated over to you and handed you his helmet with his mouth guard attached to it. His dirty blonde hair was all sweaty, sticking out at weird angles. You absentmindedly ran your fingers through it to try and calm it. “Mom, Dad, watch this!” he said, skating away from you. He went to look behind him at the two of you to make sure you were watching, then lost his balance as he turned back around. Faceplanting onto the ice, you gasped. Handing Lily off to Mel, you rushed onto the ice behind Erik. When you made it over to Zayden, Erik was already kneeling next to him and guiding him to sit up. You got on your knees and went to help your son.

Large crocodile tears were starting to stream down his face, but beside a red nose he looked mostly fine. “Bud are you okay?” Erik asked, while you fussed over him and wiped his tears away. Zayden nodded, opening his mouth and you almost lost it. Where were his two front teeth? One had been loose, but where were they? There was a little bit of blood and you used the sleeve of your jacket to try and clean it off.

“I fell on my mouth,” Zayden mumbled, trying to be a big boy and not keep crying.

“We see that. Does anything else hurt?” Erik asked, concern showing through. Zayden shook his head, hands coming up to his mouth. Upon feeling the hole where two teeth used to sit, his eyes widened with a look of fear.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” you tried to calm him. Standing up, Erik easily lifted Zayden and carried him off the ice, you trailing behind the two looking at the ice. It was a little hard to find a small white tooth on the ice though. Erik sat him down on the boards in front of the bench so he could get a better look at Zayden. Beside the teeth, he couldn’t find anything wrong.

“You’re okay Z. Are you sure nothing else hurts?” he asked, and your son nodded. Gabe walked over and patted Zayden’s knee.

“Hey little man, you alright?” he asked and Zayden nodded, trying to smile through his tears. Gabe chuckled and you shot him a death glare. He caught it, and held his hands up in surrender. “No no! Y/n, do you not see it?”

“See what!?” you panicked, overlooking your son again.

“Nothing bad. Zayden, can you smile again?” Gabe asked, and Zayden complied. “You got a little twin there EJ.” Your jaw dropped for a second. Your son did resemble his father, but now you saw why Gabe was laughing. Your little one had no front teeth, just like his father. Erik saw it too, and took his fakes out, grinning at his son. Zayden let out a little laugh and grinned back at his dad.

“I’m just like you daddy!” he squealed, and you could have cried over the sight. He wasn’t crying anymore, but back to being your bubbly son. Though the sight was one of the cutest you had ever seen, you were glad it was only your son’s baby teeth, and he would be getting new permanent ones growing in soon. Not that you minded, obviously you married a man without his front teeth, but you knew the dentist bill would be huge.

“Yes you are! Let’s get you changed and home bud,” Erik took his son to change, and you took Lily out to the car to get her settled into her car seat.

Once home, both kids knocked out on the couch on top of you and Erik. You were running your fingers through Lily’s hair as you looked over at Erik and Zayden, the younger Johnson’s head on his father’s lap as he was fast asleep. “We’re raising a mini you with that one there, aren’t we?” you asked Erik with a smile and small laugh, keeping your voice down. Erik chuckled, looking down at your son before looking at you.

“Let’s just hope that one is a mini you or this house might get very crazy,” he smiled at you, motioning to Lily.

“This house is already crazy,” you laughed and Erik nodded. “I wouldn’t have it any other way though.” Erik reached across the couch for your hand, giving it a little squeeze.

“Neither would I.”

#nhl imagines #nhl fanfiction #nhl fic #erik johnson imagine #erik johnson x reader #colorado avalanche fic #colorado avalanche imagine #nhl imagine

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scrunkl3bunk1e · 2 years

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hey i’m still here, i just love dr fetus

anyway more of humanized dr fetus!!!

facts n stuff:

his wings are more flexible when used purposely. if not he is harmed due to the intense wingspan

when fen is mad, he gets tired VERY fast. like almost instantly knocked out

his blind eye (left eye) when opened doesn’t hurt, it’s white like a pearl and fen only keeps it closed to look cool. the scar is real and came all the way from the 2008 meat boy map pack 👀

fen is lonely as hell and is usually seen on twitter. not only as a troll but also trying to score a girl… he’s failed a lot

unlike the og, he’s mentally 17 and physically 26. he acts like he’s 15 lol.

if he had hair it’d be auburn and wavy-ish

for you sophisticated humanoids, yes he has been on a buzzsaw unicycle and fondly remembers the commander from bit.trip runner2

and that’s it. will have to draw him again in his complete form later lololol

-😈Zayden😈

#my artwork #not an ask #harbinging your shows #rabbercial baking #reference sheet #dr fetus #doctor fetus #super meat boy #smbf #smb #super meat boy forever #team meat #woo woo woo

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howlingmoonaite · 2 years

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Christmas Struggle

Summary: Azar doesn't know what to get for her sparkmates and asks her father for help. After a few ideas, she finds what she wants.

Pairing: Sunstreaker x OC (Azar Dragna) x Sideswipe

Word count: 2.7K+

Author Note: Merry Christmas and happy holidays! Enjoy this little interaction between Azar and her sparkmates. This doesn't fall into the story really, it's just something random I whipped up. Plus, yes, I can write, somehow.

Thick, soft snow covered the grounds of the Washington state’s northern part. Three feet of the frozen particles had been dumped down on the N.E.S.T’s little group nestled in the mountains of Colville. Everyone has bundled up in their warm jackets and thick pants. Some adorn themselves with beanies, gloves, or scarves to attempt to keep their warmth.

Even poor Azar didn’t dare step outside, unless she wanted to deal with the cold assaulting the area. Her scales did well against the drop of temperature but couldn’t protect her for long. The suit she wore helped too, thanks to Jacob.

Said draconic had gone out of the twins’ room to find Zayden. There was a special occasion that sparked an idea. Of course, the twins had questioned where she was going. Azar couldn’t say the truth and easily lied. They couldn’t know, she wanted to keep it as a surprise.

She was thankfully during the holidays, Zayden came to visit. Jacob and Mia stayed behind to manage Aztec. Though, the monster missed her friends, she was kind of happy they weren’t here. The amount of teasing she’s endured from Zayden was enough for her to handle. Crimson has permanently painted spots on her scales at this point.

The harsh, cold, winter wind bite at her scales, her wings having trouble keeping a steady speed. It stung her eyes and awoke the energy deep inside of her. As much as Azar loved the cold, she wasn’t liking it now.

A snarl ripped at her throat as she attempted to land but mother nature said, no. The wind pushed her unbalanced, forcing Azar to land on all fours then rise. Her hair whipping wildly with ice and snow sticking to it. She ran her fingers through a good portion of it but was stopped by the frozen ands. It was pointless to try and undo the ice while in the middle of this storm.

So, instead, she entered the building Zayden resided and nodded at the guard as she made her way upstairs. Like Azar, Zayden liked to take the top if possible. High ground does give you an advantage.

Her knuckles rapped against the wooden door. Inside, she could easily hear Zayden doing whatever Aztec paperwork needed to be done. But at the sound of the knock, he stood up and opened the door. She greeted him with a bright smile, and he returned it. “Hey Dad. How you fairing?”

Zayden chuckled and embraced her like he always did. “I should be asking you that! Fuck, you’re cold. How do you survive in this weather? Even Jasper and the Cons don’t want to screw around with us,” he stated and brought her inside the small room. She leaned down to not knock her head against the door frame as he pulled Azar with him.

“It’s not terrible out there, besides the stupid wind. I barely survived the flight over here. Yeah, it’s cold nothing a jacket couldn’t beat.” Now this earned the draconic a deadpanned look.

“You are crazy, daughter of mine. But now, I have to ask, what brings you to my humble abode in this weather? I know you love but not that much to venture out.” Azar rolled her eyes and leaned back on the table covered in paperwork and two laptops. The man was never not busy with his business.

Crimson bloomed to life across Azar’s cheeks and she lowered her head, embarrassed. Zayden caught onto her shy behavior. “I need some help. I’m not good with these holidays, you know. But now that I have…” She trailed off, unsure on how to phrase the relationship with the twins.

“Boyfriends. Nothing to be ashamed about that. You love them and they to you. I can see it,” Zayden helped his daughter finish the sentence with some encouraging words.

“I know, I know. I’m just not used to the relationship. That’s why I’m coming to you for help.” This caught the man’s attention. He stood straighter and smiled big time.

It’s been a hot moment since his daughter last asked for his help. Yes, it’s hurt but he understood. Azar was a big girl at the age of twenty. She wasn’t his little girl any more. And most of the fault fell on Rue for that. Rue took his little girl away from him and endangered his little boy as well. He was thankful Jeremy was safe. And nothing would happen to him. His best was watching over him.

Zayden knocked his shoulder against Azar’s as he moved around the big creature. “And what can I help with? I’m good with the ladies, but I don’t know about the gentlemen.” This caused Azar to snort and shake her head. Her hair slowly melting at this point. Water dripping down her shoulders and soaking into the suit.

“Dad! Oh my gods. No, I need help finding a gift for them. Christmas is in two days. I don’t have anything in mind. Sunny likes to draw but nothing on earth is big enough for his hands. And Sides like to make trouble. What could I get for their presents?” Azar questioned and played with her wet hair.

Sparkles appeared in his eyes. “Well, my dear. I already know what you could get or should I say make for them. From what I’ve gathered, your sweet Sunny doesn’t care for trinkets. But if I had to take a wild guess, an ice sculpture would be the best for him. I think Sides would be the same way. I can’t see them caring about bought gifts. Something hand made with love would probably rock their boat.”

The father has a point. Buying – or in her case, stealing – a gift for them wouldn’t be the best. What use would they have besides painting stuff for corporation made gifts? But the question still hung in the air, what would she make out of ice for them? A heart was cheesy. The Autobot symbol was outrageous. What to do? What to do?

“That could work, but next question: what would I make? Nothing nice or cool comes to mind.” Now this stumped the human.

It was time to put on his thinking cap. He scratched at his chin, the tall tell sign of hair prickled at his fingers. His daughter didn’t want to do something cheesy or over the top so it had to be chill and level per se. So what could she do? “What do you guys like to do with each other?”

“Well, we like to snuggle. Sometimes Sunny will work on a drawing and I’ll either sit on his lap or be with Sides. But that seems lame. I want something with a little more meaning.” Azar shifted against the table and crossed her arms. One her wings twitched and partially unfurled, tail flickering while in thought.

Zayden nodded his head. She had a point. That wasn’t her style nor did it seem something they would enjoy. His eyes scanned over his boring surrounding, maybe something in here would give an inspiration. He strolled up to the window gazed out at all the white out there. The blizzard only worsening by the looks of it. “What else?”

Now, it was Azar’s turn to think hard and deep about this. What else? What else? Flashy colors but she couldn’t change the color of the ice unless it had a light. Azar wasn’t going too far from base in this weather anyhow; she didn’t have a death wish anymore.

Flashy colors! Racing! Duh, they like racing her. And she likes flying. Azar jumped up and spun to fully face Zayden, a wide grin on her features. “Racing! We like to race against each other. Though its usually unfair since I can fly and they’re stuck to the roads.” Now she had somewhere to start.

With that in mind now, she thanked her father and left the building all together. It would be stupid to return to their hangar when she’ll be making their presents. So instead, Azar trudged through the snow between two buildings and created a little protective dome. The wind battled against it but couldn’t break past it’s barrier. And then she got to work.

It was the special day. Azar’s nerves were running higher than ever. She had created her gift with so much trouble. There had to be at least a hundred prototypes somewhere under all this snow. Even with this one, she wasn’t confident with it. She used a lot of energy to create it.

The amount of detail was astonishing, even for a small ice made gift. To add a cherry on top, Azar sent it the last of her reserved energy to ensure it wouldn’t melt, no matter how hot it got.

Azar had hidden the gift somewhere far from the twins hangar incase they tried looking around their room for it. As much as she loved the two, she couldn’t trust them not to peak. Especially Sides. At least Sunny had half the brain and heart not to ruin the surprise.

Before either twin had the chance to wake up though, Azar snuck out via a window and flew across the base. Finally, the blizzard had moved on and released the mountains from its nasty hold. It was like a miracle had been called upon. Mother nature listened to the wishes.

Her wings glided over the snowy grounds before she landed just a few yards on other side of the fence. The snow looked in perfect shape, the way she left it when she hide the gift. Azar simply dug up the ice sculpture and checked it over. The heat may not effect it but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be damaged by anything else.

Nothing seemed to be wrong with it, which the draconic was thankful to the gods possible high above her. With that, she held it close to her sleek body and darted back into the sky.

No one was the wiser as she returned back to the twins’ hangar and landed on Sunstreaker’s desk. Now, she had to create a simple box that could just hide it until the two awoke. But did the creature make it simple? No? Her nerves were creating a bigger issue than at hand.

With an irritated growl, she roughly plopped her butt down and buried her head into her hands. Why didn’t she do this earlier? It need to look nice but not overly down nor lame and plain. She already had limited options due to the fact it was being made of ice but still! Oh, she was angry at herself. How could she be so dumb?! She should’ve do-

“Hey, Azzie, what’s wrong?” Fuck! She scrambled to paws and spun around to see Sunny sitting up, a tired look in his eyes. Without another word, she panicked and created a big box of ice behind her.

Sunstreaker jerked his head back and stared wide-optic at it. Then over the bond, he soothed my frantic movements. “It’s okay. It’s okay, Azzie. What’s got you so rile up?” Carefully, he got off his berth and slowly approached his sparkmate.

Something has caused her to act this way and it worried him. He absolutely hated to see her this way. Sunny loved the half human/half dragon with all of his spark. And it crushed him when she got into these mindsets. One step forward then three backwards. That’s what it felt like at times. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t turn her away. Oh pits no, he would never.

“Nothing. Nothing. I-I’m just struggling with something you can’t help.” At this, Sunstreaker gave her a heavy deadpanned look and skated closer to her. This wasn’t something she liked and flared her wings. “Don’t come any closer! I’m not done. Go back to bed. We need to wait until Sides is up.”

The mech listened, for the most part. He turned around, grabbed a pillow then chucked it at his twin. This surely woke the brother up.

Sideswipe sat up in haste, snapped out of his wonderful dream when he felt something hit him. His eyes glanced down at first to find the object in question. A pillow?

Then, he found Sunny and Azar awake to his right. What was going on? And why was there a large box of ice behind their sparkmate? Slag, did she have a nightmare and freaked out? He’s been knocked out of his recharge cycle because of the nightmares that plague her. Once in a blue moon, he’ll be annoyed but never at her. He couldn’t.

Another he noticed was the irritation and fear pouring from her side of the bond. Slag, she must have had a nightmare.

With slow movements, he hopped off the berth and stopped next to his brother. But what his twin said next surprised him, “see, he’s up now. Now you can show us and stop fretting.” Sides’ helm snapped to look at his twin in shock. He only got a wave of a dismissive servo.

“But I’m not done! It needs to look perfect.” Her tail brushed up against the ice box, colors flashing across the frozen water. She was worrying, something both of the twins hated. She deserved at least a relaxing and calm relationship with them.

Sunstreaker sighed then marched up to her and placed his forehead against hers. This seemed to calm her a great amount. He tilted his head and rest his dermas against Azar’s lips. Then, she finally melted against him.

The mech pulled away after a couple of seconds. “Merry Christmas, our sparkmate.” Azar giggled like a school girl.

“Merry Christmas to you two as well. I… I struggled a lot but I hope you guys like your gift.” With that, she finally stepped away and fully revealed the big ice box to them. The two stared at it for a moment before Azar drew the energy back to her.

Before the two sat a small but adorable ice sculpture. Both of them instantly knew it was her that created it with her powers. Yet, the detail surprised them each.

It may have been made of ice but the tiniest of detail had been put into it. Sides’ mouth dropped and his hands came out to touch it, but his brother stopped him. It came to the red twin a moment later that he could damage the small object with his big hands. “I don’t have words, I-I,” he truly didn’t have any words.

The talkative mech didn’t have words. Azar studied them deeply to ensure they liked their gift and by the looks it, they did. Sunstreaker may not be saying anything but that’s how the mech was. The look in his optics thought, Azar read it and softened.

Sideswipe, though, turned to their sparkmate and held her head in his servos. Without another thought, he brought their lips together. She melted like ice to the blazing sun and snaked her own hands underneath his chest plating.

Finally, he pulled back, a string of saliva connecting them. “Thank you, Sweetspark. Thank you so much. Can we give you ours now?” An excited grin crossed Azar’s face and she nodded rapidly. The two chuckled at her antics before the yellow twin moved to their shelves.

Through the clutter, he pulled out a small, purple box, small even for Azar. She observed as he brought over to the two of them and set it down in her awaiting hands.

“We know how much loose things bother you so we had a little help from Jacob for this,” Sides stated and kept close as he watched her pull open the box.

A bracelet. Jewelry wasn’t Azar’s thing due to her dangerous job but if it’s from them, she knows it’s special. As her hand touched the metal though, a oh-so-familiar shock ran up her spine. Much stronger than usual. Azar stared up at them in confusion. Something about the blue, glowing shard made her suspicious.

“We already share our spark essence with you but we thought a shard our spark would be the cherry on the cake,” Sunstreaker explained from the other side of Azar. She felt her heart melt into a puddle below her.

Tears pooled in her eyes. Without warning she lunged into Sides’ arms first then Sunny’s. The two of them accepted it, no questions asked. “Thank you, thank you,” she repeated the words like a mantra until Sides brought her head up to lay a kiss on her lips.

“Of course, Sweetspark. Merry Christmas,” Sides whispered against her lips, bright eyes shining against her purple scales.

“Merry Christmas.”

#this was rushed so ignore the spelling and grammar errors #hope you guys have a wonderful christmas #or holdidays #or to those who don't celebrate anything #enjoy the couple of days off #azar #azar dragna #transformers #transformers sideswipe #sideswipe #sunstreaker #maccadam #transformers sunstreaker #maccadams

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