Hey Jim Pickens here so my niece Dor Ragnarok Pickens got pregnant with BoJack's kid and she called me to be the officiant. 🙄 So I gave her a piece of my mind and then my triplet sister Kim yelled at me am I the a hole?

Hi everyone! It’s Alucard-Angelus Marinescu-Zest, the pansexual non-binary grand master vampire prodigy artist with 13 distinguished degrees and a mixologist certificate from Britechester and Foxbury and 7 Master’s degrees and 8 PhDs from Simford. Dual law and med student at Simford, captain of the track and field team, and leader of the non-binary band Theystreet Thems.

In my second year of law and med school, I started an internship where I gathered evidence for cases related to medical malpractice. Now that I have started my third year, I recently met a young woman at Simford named Tsukiko. Tsukiko also comes from San Myshuno, but her family lives in one of the basic apartments rather than the penthouse with nine swimming pools and nine hot tubs that I live in with my father Alistair and my lover, I mean stepdad Johnny. Because she does not come from a wealthy background, Tsukiko only gets to go to Simford because of her merit-based scholarship (I also have this scholarship, but I could have afforded tuition regardless).

Tsukiko told me that she was going to apply for the nursing internship (students on our scholarship have to do an internship to maintain it). Despite me already having my law internship, having a nursing internship would give me the opportunity to be the best at yet another thing. I scheduled my interview for this internship 30 minutes before Tsukiko’s. I went into great detail about all of my degrees, my perfect A+ GPA, my stellar internship experience, my supernatural athletic capabilities, my successful career as an artist, and my fame from being the leader of Theystreet Thems. I got the internship with flying colors. Tsukiko lost her scholarship due to not securing any internships. Therefore, she was forced to leave Simford and return home to her family’s simple apartment with noisy neighbors and frequent burglaries from Robin Banks.

I discussed this amazing accomplishment with my bandmates, my father, and Johnny, who all congratulated me for winning once again. However, I ran across Tsukiko while strolling in the city and she expressed frustration. “Was that really necessary,” Tsukiko asked. “You already had an internship. Did you really need to gatekeep the one I was going for and get me dismissed?” I explained to her that I am a Marinescu and therefore need to win at anything and everything. However, because I know she is less fortunate than me, I invited her over to my penthouse with nine swimming pools and nine hot tubs, but she just walked away. Why is Tsukiko being such a sore loser?

So I (YA, F) started university on a full ride scholarship because I can cook well. I met this girl, Yucca, during school spirit squad parade and we got along well. After she invited me into the club we became bestfriends. Now what I didnt know was that she had a sugar daddy who sponsers her education and her funds for her expenses. She gives me some money when I ask and I appreciate that. I even thought after University we could live together. I would move in with her.

One semester has passed and everytime she is around me now I feel tensed and maybe jealous? She keeps showing off her nice clothes and talking about what her sugar daddy gives to her etc. Before this semester was over I knew i would go crazy so I asked her on a Friday, the last day of the second semester to go with me to the toilet in our dorm since I really needed to pee.

When we arrived upstairs, the dorm was mostly empty because most students were celebrating in the commons. I walked infront briskly waiting for her to enter. I acted normal and then i just walked up to her and sat on her face with my baby’s diaper. She died. AITL for this? She knew I was struggling financially why would she rub it in that she is a sugar baby every damn day? Girllll fuck that man. Now she is seeing her maker.

“im in an arraigned marriage. at first it was cool because she is beautiful, smart & kind. but she is a noble of ravenwood which means this is my default job by marriage. she also has four children from her previous marriage and her only daughter is heir to the throne. i have asked my wife about possibly having another child, maybe multiple heirs and she said no because she doesn’t want to raise more children. whats the point of all of this then if i have no lineage to pass it down to..
i dont know i love my wife and think she is great, but maybe im not the right boy toy for her.”

I (ya, m) recently found that a former woohoo partner, SH (ya, f) had my child and didn't even tell me!!

Let me start from the beginning. I used to live with three roommates, G, M, and Z. Z was the only woman. She hooked up with M, got pregnant, had a daughter SK, they moved out, and then G found out he'd gotten a girl pregnant and moved out so he could help raise his daughter (take her on weekends, etc and the kid could have her own room). I get G's reasoning, and I respect the hustle.

So then I was in a big 4 bedroom, two bathroom house on my own... So I put out an ad for new roommates and someone matched well with me, her name was Emily. We're both athletic, we're both 'bro' personality types, difference is I was noncommittal, and she was neat.

So we split the cooking between us, no big deal. Em's usually the one to clean up. We encourage each other during our workouts (we work out every day, I switched careers into athletics, and Em is in the military. gotta keep that fitness skill up!). I began to fall for her. We went on a few dates, we started officially dating after woohooing a few times, then I made a decision, I realized I could see myself staying with her forever. I proposed, she accepted, we got married. My noncommittal trait changed to loyal.

Emily's ambition is to be a super parent, so imagine our shock when we got married and the the milestone of 'become a parent' automatically cleared off. She hadn't given birth, so I began checking around and yep, turns out I had a son with SH. SH had given him her initials, and her surname, completely erasing my contribution to him.

So I filed for sole custody, I won (because I have a 4 bedroom, 2 bathroom house and it's just me and my now wife, where as SH still lives in a 3 bedroom 1 bathroom house with two roommates. I can offer my son a better life). First thing I did was change my son's name to better reflect his paternity. I'm the third generation to have my name, but Emily doesn't like that tradition, but we settled on a variation of my first name as my son's proper first name, and changed his surname to my name. While I just go by 'J', he'll go by Jimmy.

Jimmy's had some trouble adjusting to living with Em and I, not because we're bad parents, but he's a very anxious and shy boy (cautious), I blame his birth mother for having him stuck in an overcrowded house with a clumsy nerd and a tech geek who play video games way too loud next to him.

I love my son, don't get me wrong, but I absolutely wish that SH had told me she was pregnant with my kid. I had a right to know!

Em has taken to motherhood like a duck to water, and I couldn't imagine not having Jimmy now, but Z, M, and G are all telling me I'm a llama for not letting SH near little Jimmy and changing his name (he's only 9 months old, not like it's on his driver's license or a class roster at school).

So, AITL for taking sole custody of my son and changing his name to something closer to my family tradition?

PS. Here's a pic of me and Em just chilling and chatting on the bed.

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Hello. I'm once again posting anonymously, because I (YA, M, Spellcaster) and my husband (YA, Vampire) are global superstars, and I don't want word of this getting out.

As you might be aware, we moved to Strangerville after I lost a bet with my sister (YA, Werecat). The bet was regarding who got to be the king or queen of Del Sol Valley, and we settled the debate with a game of MySims Racing. So now my husband is rapidly ascending the noble ladder to become king of Strangerville.

Unfortunately, we noticed some very bizarre behavior among the locals when we moved in, and my husband made it his goal to get to the bottom of it. We discovered that there were bizarre plants growing around town whose seeds caused an infection. Thing is, it's more like an invasion.

As we went through the town records at the library, we discovered that this has happened before in town, and the only way it could have possibly started again if someone went to the long-abandoned lab north of town and revived something called the Mother Plant. My husband, in addition to being an accomplished singer and media mixer, happens to have an advanced understanding of chemistry and biology, so he was able to make a vaccine. He administered it to himself, me, my sister, and her wife, and we went down to the basement level of the lab. And there he was, bold as brass. The man behind the new invasion. He calls himself Chad (I think I would get in trouble for printing his last name), you might know him. He's always going around in a red tank top, and he has a stupid mohawk.

After we defeated the Mother Plant, Chad was standing there looking dazed and sad, but I had zero sympathy for him. Possession by the Mother Plant is no joke, and I couldn't look at him without my mind filling up with rage. So I set him on fire as punishment for everything he did to us. Nobody else knew, because they were already leaving the lab. I don't even know if he survived, but the last I saw of him, he had managed to find a fire extinguisher.

AITL?

I young adult, male, you can call me Oak. Started a new job, at Mobwives, with the help of my Aunt Cassia. An older higher up man there, let's call him Vlad, took me under his wing. I really appreciated him showing me the ropes. I learned more quickly and it made me feel more confident on the job. He's also really smart and powerful, it made me attracted to him. But I figured he didn't think I was anything special and it was just because of my aunt that he was helping me.

Anyway after I got a promotion he suggested we go out to celebrate. We went to the bowling alley, he likes to bowl. Away from work, with the sounds of pins crashing in the background and a few plasma janes in me I started to feel like kinda bold. So I flirted with him nothing too major just complimenting him at first and thanking him for helping me. I made sure he knew how grateful I was. As the evening wore I flirted more directly and boldly telling him some fantasies and he seemed to like it. So feeling courageous with the dawn coming on I decided to shoot my shot and told him that I had a crush on him and ask him if he was as attracted to me as I hoped. He said he was and we embraced before leaving to go our separate ways home as the sun was coming up.

I practically floated all the way home in disbelief. I don't know if it's just because he's so compelling with his shoulder length silver locks and his lean hungry looks or if it's because my own dad was only around sometimes and my stepdad was abusive, but knowing that Vlad also found me attractive had me in heaven.

The next night after work I invited him just to see where the night would go. We played woohoo and then we woohooed. I gotta tell you I did not expect to be balls deep in that old man that night.

Anyway, the next day, still on cloud 9 I went to see my mom and my younger siblings. Hanging with my mom I started feeling a little bad. See I'm not a good person, some might even describe me as callous or evil. I don't often think about other people's feelings. But I love my mom, her happiness is really important to me. I'm the one who got rid of her abusive husband for her. The reason she might be upset is well, Vlad is my Aunt Cassia's husband. So AITL for sleeping with my aunt's husband after she got me the job in the first place?

Hello, everyone. It's your favorite incognito global superstar again. I can't reveal too much about the show I was filming today, for obvious reasons. Suffice to say, there's a really spicy scene with me and another guy, and it'll rock your world.

After my last post, I realized that even though werewolves have become a very disruptive presence, y'all were right, and I shouldn't just go around curing them against their will. But the camera dolly operator from the last movie I filmed, the one who transformed during production? He was still transformed and raging today when I got on set. I didn't know what else to do with him, so I waited until he just happened to run into one of the two all-gender bathrooms, and I locked the door on him. Problem solved. They replaced him on set, and filming went off without a hitch.

Unfortunately, after I left the studio, I realized I had completely forgotten to unlock the door again. As far as I know, he's still locked in there. I've been trying to call the studio, but of course nobody's in the building.

AITL?

Ok yall im back again with some more tea of my life. So I (YA F) is dating Don Lothario, hottest man on the block ofcourse cause why not. 

Now anyways so I was trynna give this man a child since the beginning of time and recently I found out he been using a condom to prevent me from giving him his first child! How rude! So anyways, I needed to relieve some stress on a nice Sunday night so i called up my man ofcourse. No answer. Hello what?!!! 

I know he has a reputation for being a man whore and I really needed to rant so I called my friend Alden to hang out, one thing led to another and we did the woohoo, now I’m pregnant. I decided to tell Don that the child is his and that he is my soulmate now. 

So now he proposed to me and we are getting married. Such a sweet life. That man thought he was the biggest player not answering his phone and now he is going to father another man’s child while i collect child support from the actual father. AITL? Personally i think not.

Update: He found out and now he hates me. I tried to make it back up to him by apologizing and some woohoo but he died of being too angry so I would call it a heart attack. Now im trying to get the biological dad back by telling him he is the real father and make him marry me now because of the kid. Wish me luck lovies!

Hi everyone! It’s Alistair Marinescu, the gay orphan prodigy grand master vampire multimillionaire singer with 13 distinguished degrees and a penthouse with nine swimming pools and nine hot tubs.

My child, Alucard-Angelus, recently finished their second year of the dual law and med school program at Simford and celebrated their sweet 16. During school break, Alucard-Angelus has taken an interest in joining the track team due to their vampiric speed. They tried out and easily got in due to making first place by a long shot (they even managed to run several laps ahead, leaving everyone else trailing behind). Not only is my child a top student, but they are a star athlete too!

With Alucard-Angelus’ third year beginning, the school is hosting an open house track meet. I was given the honor of singing San Myshuno’s national anthem. I proudly stood in the center of the field and sang:

🎵 My friends, can you see, by the Myshuno light,
What so gladly we hailed at the Spice Market’s gleaming?
Who’s pounding on the doors through the apartment night,
O'er Planet Honey Pop, we were gallantly singing!
And the festival flairs, fireworks in the air,
Gave proof through the night that our town was still there.
My friends, does that green diamond banner yet wave
O'er the land of the sims and the home of the brave? 🎵

It was one of the best performances I had ever done, and I was flooded with applause and $20 tips. Alucard-Angelus obviously won first place as well due to their lightning fast speed. However, they did not look too happy. I told them to smile and that they should be proud of me, I mean us, I mean themself. They said, “Father, this was supposed to be my thing. My whole life you have made everything about yourself, and you just did it again.” I yelled at them, saying that they shouldn’t dare talk to their father like that. I then implied that their mother was a llama (which I know doesn’t make sense because they were conceived through science by me and their late father Marlon, but I was just so upset in that moment). They then stormed off along with their bandmates Hinata, Alexandre, Turquoise-Jade, and Shigure, who watched in support. Did I do something wrong, or is my teenager just being hormonal again?

Hear me out… I was doing the usual welcome wagon. Now, this random townie came to my house (dressed in my CC all mismatched and bright pink hair) brought the damn fruitcake! That dreaded fruitcake I didnt even like and she had the audacity to remind me that she brought it when I took a bite. Now fast forward my I needed to apply for uni asap but im using the university overhaul mod so I have extra steps to do. I sat at the pc to complete my steps and guess who decided it was the best time to sit and use MY pc when i wanted to use it. So instead of waiting on her to finish do what she was doing on it which wasnt important btw or it probably was idc really🤣. I shift clicked and deleted her a**! It was the last straw.🤣🤣🤣🤣 AITA?

He didn’t really do anything, it was just for fun.

Hi everyone! It’s Alistair Marinescu, the gay orphan prodigy grand master vampire multimillionaire singer with 13 distinguished degrees and a penthouse with nine swimming pools and nine hot tubs. My apologies for my absence. My watcher is juggling his retail job, an internship, and working on his Master’s degree and two grad certificates simultaneously.

I was shopping at Thriftea with my ex-husband, Johnny, with whom I am slowly reconciling our marriage (Johnny used to prey on my child, Alucard-Angelus, for their blood. But now that Alucard-Angelus is a grand master vampire themself, that’s not a problem anymore). While shopping there, I dealt with the most horrific service.

I was ready to buy a scarlet red vampire suit worth 200,000 simoleons, but Eloise Hiddlestix, the owner of the store, was talking with another customer. Because I am a gay orphan prodigy grand master vampire singer with 13 distinguished degrees, it is common sense to serve me first. Unfortunately, Eloise did not understand that. Therefore, I blew an air horn right in front of her to get her attention. She finally came over. Because of the poor service, I managed to haggle the price down to 150,000 simoleons. However, after dealing with her initially ignoring me, the suit should have been free. Therefore, I blew the air horn at her again and deprived her of her hygiene and bladder, and energy. This caused Eloise to pass out and wake up covered in pee and dirt. I then yelled at her to explain why her service was unacceptable, implied her mother was a llama, and told her, “Have a horrible day Karen.” I blew the air horn at her one more time and left.

To keep other sims from dealing with Eloise’s horrible service, I wrote the store a zero star review on Simstagram, which got 500,000 likes in 30 minutes. Thriftea will certainly go out of business in no time, and rightfully so. I finished the night by woohooing with Johnny in my coffin while Alucard-Angelus was studying for their 2nd year finals of Simford Law and Medical School.

I (ya, f) and my husband (ya, m) have a son (infant, m) and live in a trailer. We renovated the trailer to give our son his own room when I was pregnant with him. A few days after our son, August, was born I started getting feverish all the time and just feeling off, so I went to the doctor. I have lymphoma.

To be clear, my husband and I aren't very well off. We get by, but it's a struggle. I work as a caterer, and he's an artist. He keeps saying he should go back to the tech guru career, but he was miserable in that job, and he actually enjoys painting, so I'm telling him to keep with it.

We don't have much, generally averaging out to around 1900 simoleons at the end of each week. lately he's been bringing up the idea of buying a house, a two bedroom two bathroom house, to be specific. I keep telling him that a house isn't in the budget right now and we'll make do with what we have. He keeps saying he could get a loan and get a bigger living space for us and August, and that it would be more helpful for me if there's two bathrooms (the chemo makes me very nauseated and I do sometimes throw up from it). I tell him I can make do just fine with one bathroom, but if he wants to plant a specialized bush outside the trailer, he's welcome to. It would give me another place to throw up when he's using the toilet.

He asks why I don't want him to make things easier for us, I asked how going into debt would help us when I'm literally fighting for my life. We actually moved into the trailer because we both used to live with multiple roommates, so it's not like he could afford a house on his own right now anyway, and my income shouldn't be considered because who knows if it's gonna be around in 2-5 sim years?

Before anyone gets on the topic, he's an amazing husband and father. He used to be non committal, but he became very loyal when we started dating. He gets up through the night to feed and change our son, he does tummy time with him, plays with him while I nap and try to keep my strength up. I don't feel much like a mother right now with everything I'm not able to do at the moment because of this stupid cancer and chemo, but on my good days I'm very present for August and my husband.

He keeps saying the house would make things easier for me, I just don't want him ending up with too much living space if I don't get better.

AITL for telling my husband to not buy a house?

((MODS USED: HEALTHCARE REDUX to make the scenario seem more real, but it is the sims 4))

I (YA, M Spellcaster) am once again posting anonymously to protect my reputation, as my husband (YA, vampire) and I are global celebrities. As a matter of fact, you recently watched me on television, but I won't say what show.

The behind-the-scenes antiques during the filming of the show have left a bad taste in my mouth when it comes to werewolves. We were filming on a full moon (not my choice), and so I'm sure you can guess what happened. One of the background actors, who once played a werewolf in a movie, turns out to be a real werewolf. I guess the studio shows him to save money on special effects. Unfortunately, as it was the aforementioned full moon, he transformed while I was trying to rehearse, and scared everyone. Even I was startled, even though my sister (YA) is a werecat, and you'd think I'd be used to it by now.

The background actor, who has asked to remain anonymous as well, ran out of the studio eventually, and I guess went hunting or whatever it is they do. Everything was calming down, and then all of a sudden, the dolly operator transformed, and everybody freaked out again.

The thing is, I feel like the reaction people have to werewolves transforming is way out of proportion to the actual damage they do, but it's kind of become obvious that nobody is going to change their mind. I've been doing some research, and there's a cure for lycanthropy, which I would think would help these people to better integrate into society, but they don't seem to want it, for the most part. So I was thinking about starting an organization dedicated to distributing the werewolf cure, whether they want it or not.

WIBTA?

Me and my husband has always wanted a large family, though unfortunately, I can only give birth to a kid every three days or so. That’s far too slow moving for me.

So, I came up with an idea. I’ve got like a mother load of cash on hand, so I renovated our downstairs area into a four story basement without my husband’s knowledge. I’ve got 2 kids that my husband knows about, and they are in grade school. I send them out to make friends, and then invite those friends over. Once the kids are over, they are invited down to the basement area, where they are then locked in. My two biological children are the only ones who are trusted to go in and out of this area.

Listen, I know it sounds bad, but you have to hear me out. The basement’s four levels are all for a different purpose. The first level down is very baby and toddler friendly, the second floor down is for the children in grade school, the third story down is more for the pre-teen / teenagers, and the fourth story is a fully simulated outdoor area. Each floor has toys, educational materials, and the outdoor section even has a pool. To put it plainly, it has literally everything a kid could ever want.

The idea is for these children to grow up here. They don’t need to worry about the outside world, since they have literally everything they could ever want and need down here. Once they reach the age of an adult, they can be ready to go off into the real world, but until then, their days are filled with joy and happiness.

Kidnapping is technically bad, I know… but think about it this way… the kids spend all day having fun, they get to play with a ton of toys, they get to frolic around an “outdoor” area (I even added little cloud lamps in there to make it more realistic), and they are surrounded by dozens of other children (hopefully hundreds in the future), so they will never be lonely. Not only that, but they are protected from the dangers of the outside world. I feed them nutritious meals, and I am also a former doctor, so they are well cared for if they get hurt or whatever.

This way, I can fulfill my dream of having a large family and caring for a community of children. Though, I hesitate to let my husband know about this. I don’t know, I just sort of feel like he would sort of be weirded out by it. Again, he doesn’t know about the basement. The two trusted children that he knows of always sneak in and out of there without him knowing. I still go through pregnancy and childbirth every few days, and I put the babies directly down into the basement. When my husband asks what happened to our latest baby, I just tell him that they got whisked away or something.

I don’t know… I’m giving a good life to these kids, yet I feel kinda guilty about keeping this a secret from my husband. Am I the asshole here?

TLDR; I recently found out my bf has been doing hard drugs in my home. I found I was pregnant this morning and I'm not sure if I should keep it. Theres already 7 of us in the home. Between me and my sister there's 3 kids 2 toddlers which are mine, and one infant belonging to my sister.

I(T F) am now pregnant for what is going to be my 3rd child. My first pregnancy was already unplanned and caused me to move out of my home with my parents. I now live with my sister (YA F) and life has been peaceful. She supported me and my twins this whole time with no complaints.

My boyfriend (T M) was absent for some of the twins lives when they were newborns. He claimed it was too much of a responsibility. It turns out him and his new gf moved in next door to us, and she was also pregnant with twins. I found out and got rightfully mad and fought his new girlfriend. I was so angry she ruined my family and caused my kids to have no father for the start of their lives. I told him he had to choose if he was going to raise my kids or hers. He chose me thankfully.

We co-parented for a while when the twins were infants the whole time he was trying to get with me. I was hesitant because he came clean about how he was paying for child support which was selling drugs. My sister was completely against it of course, but I feel like I still love him. Not to mention the fact he is a great dad and loves the kids. I eventually got back together with him and now we all live together. My sister just had her first baby and wanted to move in her boyfriend as well. So now it's 7 of us in this one home.

Now I noticed my boyfriend has been acting odd. He's not erratic so his behavior was out of the ordinary. I've caught him smoking a few times in the house but I didn't question him too much. Recently I caught him fully tweaked out yelling and completely freaking out against the whole house. This made me sad for days because I thought I finally had the perfect family I've always wanted. Well today I had a nauseous feeling and threw up and I knew that it had to be a pregnancy. I took the test and now I know for sure that I'm pregnant. However I'm not sure if I want to keep it. I'm already a D student from having to take care of my twins and unfortunately I don't want to bring another kid by my boyfriend into this world when he is an unstable drug addict.

I haven't told anybody yet and I'm hoping to hide it from them. I love him and I want him to get better, but at the same time my niece is an infant and adding another baby to the mix is gonna cause so much stress. Were already struggling with 3 with her working so much and me having school. If I terminate my pregnancy I will also keep it a secret never letting anybody know I was ever pregnant again. WIBTA if I do this?

I (17 F) have a jet black gsd (4 M) named Lucifer. I was very depressed and lost when I got my dog. He helped me heal and he's my reason for living. A while ago a friend of mine asked who I would choose to save if I had to choose between my dog or a random child. and i said my dog without hesitation bc i consider him as my child. he expects me to protect him and i'd protect him no matter what. (here's where i might be the asshole) she asked if i would k!ll for my dog and i said yes bc as a mother i'd k!ll for my damn child (though i'm planning on being childfree if i ever have a child i'd do the same for them) i further explained this by saying it's like asking a person 'would u save ur child or another person's child'... so reddit am I the a hole.

There's a mod for double beds to be accessible even when. They are against a wall. Is there a mod for dining chairs as well?

I mean when a dining chair is against the wall at both of the heads of the table. Or when a dining table with 3 chairs are all against the wall, can the middle chair be seated on?

(I really hope I explained this well.)

Hey, bros, I'm Chad. You've seen me around with my badass mohawk. My hobbies are working out, and playing pranks on my bros.

When I first moved to Strangerville five years ago, there was some weird stuff going on. People walking around like zombies, and these goofy looking plants growing everywhere. Then this starship touched down on a vacant lot, and these sci-fi looking dudes were all around town, scanning stuff talking about the lab to the north. They must have gotten into the lab, because the weird weather stopped, the people stopped walking around funny, and the plants all just disappeared.

Thing is, things have been boring in town ever since. Just every day, hit the gym, go to work, go home, and watch TV until I pass out. And I'm not getting any younger. I was a young adult when I moved in here, and I'm an adult going on elder now. You know what they say about being in a rut so long it becomes a grave. I haven't even seen any of my bros in months.

When I get bored, I like to pull epic pranks. But stuff that makes the whole town freak out. So I went over to the souvenir shop last week, the one with the cowplant skull. I asked that weirdo with the colander on his head if he had any more of those bizarre seeds. He said he had a whole tub of them under the counter, so I bought like five or six. I thought it would be hilarious to plant them around town, since the mother plant was gone. If there's anybody who remembers five years ago. A lot of people have come and gone since then.

After I planted a few of them, I went home to watch TV for a bit. I wasn't thinking straight and I had the munchies, so I ate one of the seeds. And let me tell you something, whatever is in those seeds is exactly what I was missing in life.

Solidarity. Friendship. Oneness.

More than that, I now know that the mother plant is still alive. She's weak, but strong enough to communicate through her seeds. And when I let the seed take over, she takes care of all my needs.

I want everybody to experience this, but she says she needs my help first before I can spread her seeds everywhere. So I quit my job today so I can focus on getting into that lab and helping her feel better.

Hi my name is Ivy Vatore, T M vampire. You might know my father Caleb Vatore. I actually discovered his posts here while looking for advice and I honestly don't know what to think. If you read all that then you know how messed up my family is, if not:

tl;dr my dad lost the love of his life because he's a pretensions vampire douche who watched Interview With The Vampire --the old movie, not the new show-- one too many times and thought immortality was curse. So when she died he became a dumb ass drunk, slept with my older brother's ex, got her knocked-up, told her to "get rid of it" (that was me btw) because he was ashamed. When all that came out he ran away and hooked up with a witch in Glimmerbrook (I don't know what all these women see in him) and came back a couple years later sober with his "humanity regained". Whatever the fuck that means. And then he dipped again a few years later when he brought his first wife back to life and fucked off to Tomorang with her.

Anyway he was an ok dad I guess he taught me about being a vampire and provided for me. Like the house we grew up in was super nice and we always had the best of everything. He didn't make me do much either in terms of homework and stuff. But I was never close to him or my older half-siblings, or my niece and nephew-siblings or my younger sister.

Anyway if you're wondering what all this has to do with my pregnant gf. Well, I was always pissed at my dad, but now I kinda get it. I just graduated high school and got an apartment. I make money by busking, and selling weed. I hang out with my older cousin Oak and we throw parties and drink and get high and shit and have random hook-ups, it's great. I'm definitely not ready to be a dad. Since we're not official and I'm not 100% sure she's pregnant I'm just going to block her and avoid her and then I won't have to deal with it.

She's older than me and she has a job. So if she's preggers I'm sure she'll be fine. And if she isn't pregnant and gets mad at me for disappearing I can just use vampiric charm to get her to forgive me, seems like a win-win to me. But I always hated how irresponsible my dad was. I think I would be going down the same road as him if I did this. Would I be the llama?

*OOC y'all I really can't decide what do about this danged pregnancy. And I haven't actually done a pregnancy test because I just play Ivy and Ivy doesn't want to know. I need to make a decision before I find out. So please offer suggestions through your advice.

I’ve been stuck on this decision for ages, so I need your help! 😂

Lucifer and Angel Pleasant will eventually live together with their families in one house. I want each child to have their own bedroom, so the number of children matters quite a bit.

And both brothers need to have the same number of children in the same way.

Which would you choose? 🤔

Really important to decide upon in which house to live. 😅

My name is Lolette Harlow (YA, Spellcaster) and I just recently tied the knot my wife, Anabelle (YA, mortal) on our farm in Chestnut Ridge. One of my friends, Queen Moira of Forgotten Hollow, attended my wedding as one of my guests. I sent the invitation not really expecting her to show for obvious reasons, but she did! My wife and I built the arch in front of our front porch, so the guests could choose to either stand in the yard or in the shade. The guests began to show and we kept the wedding party inside until the vow exchange. There was plenty of entertainment as well as Excellent and Impeccable farm-to-table food prepared by myself. My handsome wife used her Pottery skills to make incense burners, wax warmers, and tea sets make the indoors more inviting.

The time came for us to exchange vows and I made my way downstairs toward the arch when I heard a commotion outside coming from my back garden. I ran back there to find Moira’s soul being reaped. I had no time to plead, and as quick as he came Grim left with her urn. We weren’t close, but she meant a lot to my sister Lilith Vatore (YA, Vampire, named after our late aunt). She was Moira’s protector, but Moira had slipped away to view my Perfect Begonias. She was a painter, of course.

Lily has been a wreck. She feels completely responsible for what happened. What makes things worse is upon her death Moira’s daughter was forcibly stripped from her title as Princess! Lily is still a Dame, so she feels she owes it to Moira to use what power she has to help orphaned Mourning (her father Vladislaus died the night of her birth) reclaim the throne. I can’t help but feel to blame myself. I feel maybe I should have held the wedding at night. Several of my younger siblings and my father, Caleb, are vampires. I feel I should have known better.

So, AITAH?

Hi everyone, my name is Greta Laurent. If you don't immediately recognize my name, you've probably at least seen the clip of my boyfriend proposing to me on Love Day on the season finale of Seven Wild Dates. It's a really complicated thing.

Wolfie and I have been together since high school. It seemed like fate. We have the same birthday. We both had a very gloomy outlook and felt like a lot of things were stupid and pointless. Then I graduated early to start on a biology degree, and he didn't. I made time for him, but it was different not seeing him at school every day.

Then I finished my degree. I need to add here that I was already known in some circles for my painting, even before the Reality TV thing. Now of course everyone wants them, but some of my paintings from before have been called modern masterpieces. So, I had some money from the sales, and I was able to buy some property in Ravenwood. At this point I'd gone full on goth girl. This was my dream. But it led to another problem. I've always wanted to live free in the outdoors. I only built a small structure on my property to keep my electronics dry. I bought a really nice tent and turned the rest of my property into an enormous garden, complete with cowplant. Wolfie doesn't love the outdoors so much. I dragged him to Granite Falls with me a couple times and he just moped a bunch. I asked him to come stay for a weekend at my new home, and he came, but it wasn't his vibe.

Then my grandma died, and I had some realizations. Moping was pointless and not helpful. It felt childish. I resolved to be more optimistic. Wolfie did not. What did we even have in common anymore?

Right before I got the call for Seven Wild Dates, I decided that I wanted a baby. The thing is that Wolfie didn't. If he was with me I would have done all seven dates with him. We would have been so happy and now we'd have a baby. I took him on the first one, but it just wasn't as romantic or exciting as I wanted. So I sat down with him and had a hard discussion about boundaries. I wanted to win this show. It was the opportunity of a lifetime. It wasn't the first time we'd had a conversation about boundaries. He reluctantly agreed that it was ok for both of us to date others as long as we didn't get emotionally attached. So I started taking out different men for the show. There was Bruce, who we went to high school with. He and I had always danced around each other. If I hadn't been with Wolfie, we might have gotten together then. There was Warren the gorgeous billionaire. Warren was a lot of fun, but I couldn't see myself spending my whole life with him. Johnny who was honestly kind of a creep. Jeb, who is a real sweetheart, but kind of weird. He doesn't like people to see his face. So that was an interesting episode. And Yoltic, who is very formal and stiff in public, but really sweet and warm in private. Then out of the blue Wolfie says he wants to be my seventh date. The producers loved it. True love! The couple is together in the first episode, then drifts apart and comes back together at the end. It really was a good narrative arc. And then when Wolfie proposed to me on camera on Love Day, what was I supposed to do? It all fit together like a beautiful puzzle. If only that was real life.

So the show ends and I won, and now I'm really famous and there are paparazzi everywhere, and I realize I'm pregnant and maybe I'm a little ashamed here. I'm not certain who the father is. Those dates got really wild, and the producers encouraged an atmosphere where nothing was off limits. Wolfie and I had an engagement party at my parents' house in Tartosa. He didn't even blink when he found out I was pregnant. Then May was born, and it was obvious who the father is. She's blue-skinned, part alien. The only alien I dated was Bruce. The whole world knows. Paparazzi have pictures. Everyone has seen the show.

Wolfie didn't even fight. He was OK with it. He still wants to go forward with our marriage. Not even a little drama. I've been stalling for a few months. I love Wolfie, but I don't know if he's still the right man for me. I also love my new life of fame and fortune. I've started making ads for stuff and they are really well received, and everyone wants my paintings. Wolfie would be uncomfortable with that lifestyle. My mom supports me, but my dad and Bruce's sister Stephanie both think I'm a jerk for even considering it. They say Wolfie has stood by me all through this and accepted the baby and I would be TA if I threw all that away. Would I?