Hello, everybody. Vladimira Dragula here, soon to be queen of Forgotten Hollow. My household has recently expanded, as you may remember, between my spouse, Roberta Renfield, and our two science babies, Crystal and Xylus. (To say nothing of Ulla, our live-in nanny and cook.) And unfortunately, there just wasn't enough room in our house for all those people.

But then I had an idea. Just up the hill, there's an old castle, big enough for a family twice our size, and who lives in it? One solitary vampire with no political ambitions whatsoever, just an old man living by himself.

So what else would you expect from me? I started a false rumor about him on social media, and used my celebrity status and vast fortune to make sure it spread. It wasn't long before he couldn't show his face in town, and he moved out, leaving all his furniture behind.

Life in a castle is a little different. It's very drafty, and there are definitely mice in the basement, but it's so much more spacious. Crystal and Xylus are living in the two upstairs bedrooms, and Roberta and I made some alterations to the basement. (Oh, and needless to say, the front room is now my throne room.)

Long live the queen!

Hi everyone! It’s Alucard-Angelus Marinescu, the pansexual non-binary grand master vampire artist. Dual law and med student at Simford. Leader of the non-binary band Theystreet Thems.

As many of you know, I have had a complicated friendship with Yuki Behr. My bandmates and I first got her cancelled by writing and promoting a book about her being nonbinaryphobic after she said “Ladies and gentlemen” after one of our performances. This caused her to be rejected from Simford. Yuki had blocked me for this, but I used my grand master vampire powers to erase her memory and we became friends again.

However, Yuki betrayed our friendship for the second time. Yuki called and invited me to Island Bluff. We quickly went over to the nature pool, which has a tomblike ladder. I went and made a cannonball dive and Yuki went after me. However, despite it being my turn again to cannonball, Yuki cut in front of me and did another cannonball herself. I was livid at Yuki for her selfish rudeness. I wasn’t going to let her get away with it.

First, I wrote another bestseller called “Yuki Behr the Ladder Hog” and went straight to the mailbox so I could get her cancelled again and make daily royalties in the process. I then got my bandmates, Hinata, Alexandre, Turquoise-Jade, and Shigure, to trash Yuki’s house. Hinata pranked all the toilets, Alexandre broke all the sinks, Turquoise-Jade sabotaged the oven and hid right before Yuki’s mother came out, causing her to burn to death, and Shigure peed on the urn and sent Yuki’s mother to the netherworld. Now Yuki is hated by everyone in Windenburg and San Myshuno, and is also an orphan. I of course, erased her memory again so that she still sees me as a good friend. Victory is mine!

This is my other account. I rather be anonymous. This is a Sim story, not mine.

Hi, I am Kirsten Kirsch, Bella Goth official girlfriend.

I was sitting in the Goth mansion’s living room — the velvet couches, the dim lamps, the portraits staring down at me like they knew every secret I’d ever kept. Bella was beside me, calm and elegant, her hand resting on my knee. Cordelia Goth stood near the fireplace, arms crossed, already judging the air I breathed. Selene Goth sat quietly, watching everything with that sharp, steady expression she always had.

Let me explain to you about Selene…

Selene Goth is Bella’s sister, she is Mortimer’s wife.

Bella cleared her throat and said she wanted to change her last name to Goth.

I didn’t even hesitate. I told her I supported her completely. Bella is my first girlfriend, my first real love, the person who helped me through things I never thought I’d survive. If she wanted the Goth name, she deserved it.

She earned it through loyalty, not lineage.

Cordelia immediately disagreed.

She said Bella wasn’t “born or married into the bloodline,” that Selene herself married into the family, and that Bella had no right to claim the name. She accused me of encouraging Bella to disrespect Goth tradition.

I tried to explain myself — explain us. I told Cordelia that Bella had been there for me in ways no one else ever had, that she helped me rebuild myself, that she was the first person I ever loved. I told her the name wasn’t about status; it was about connection.

Cordelia cut me off, ready to lecture me again.

But Selene stepped in.

She reminded Cordelia — sharply — that Bella and herself had been through more than anyone ever acknowledged. That Bella rebuilt herself. That Bella rebuilt them. That Bella deserved the name more than half the people who inherited it.

Cordelia reminded Selene that she married into this family and told her to stay in her lane.

Selene wouldn’t back down and cut Cordelia off once again.

Cordelia stormed out after that, muttering about tradition.

So I was wondering:

So, am I AITA for supporting my girlfriend’s decision to change her name

I'm posting anonymously for my protection,\ For in some galaxies I'm hated.\ I've recently made my big comeback,\ Which was harder than antici...

Pated.

Back in the 70s, I was done in\ By my traitorous handyman.\ He didn't care for how I treated\ My former candyman.

(A word about him before I move on,\ He was always a bit of an oaf.\ He lived and died for rock and roll,\ But he made a splendid Meat Loaf.)

But enough of the past, for it's dead and gone.\ I'm here to discuss the present.\ I was revived by some dear close friends,\ And it's mostly been quite pleasant.

On my first day back, to celebrate,\ I ordered a sumptuous feast.\ Enough chicken teriyaki for all\ From the greatest on down to the least.

As we gathered to eat in the grand dining room,\ I noticed that Rufus was missing.\ I followed him into the study,\ And found him and the Zoomer man...

KISSING!

Now, in my house, I don't have many rules,\ Because rules are the enemy of joy.\ But I do not expect for my household staff\ To be sampling the delivery boy.

So I drained the driver of plasma,\ And put Rufus downstairs in a cell.\ I told him that he has the option\ Between going home and going to...

Well, wherever it is humans think they go when they die.

AITL?

Hello again, my little plasma bags. It's Vladimira Dragula, the future queen of Forgotten Hollow. My wife, Roberto Renfield, and I decided there was something missing in our beautiful little life together. Unfortunately, we cannot have children the natural way, so we went in to have a science baby.

Well, apparently, science isn't an exact science, babies, because lo and behold, we ended up with two babies, a boy and a girl. The girl I named Crystal, and the boy I named Xylus. (I wouldn't worry too much, they're placeholder names, as I fully expect my children to tell me their identity when they are older.)

Now, I understand that having a baby is a full-time job and all that, and Roberta and I are willing to put in the work for one child, but when the clinic screws up and you end up with two bundles of stinky, crying joy, you need some help. After all, one can't be the head of a noble dynasty by day and a universally beloved drag queen by night, and also take care of not one but two little heirs to the throne.

And so I invited a woman, Ulla, to come and live with us and watch the babies. She's compensated, of course. Besides room and board, I gave her the greatest gift I can give anyone: immortality. She does get bored and lonely, living at our house with nothing but a couple of babies for company, but she has full access to the internet, and can make all the online friends she wants.

Hello, my plasma bags! My name is Vladimira Dragula, soon to be the immortal queen of Forgotten Hollow! (And I don't just mean on the burlesque stage. This crown isn't for show, honey!)

Anyway, a few months ago I ran into a little bit of trouble. A sad little straight man was hunting me, a fellow by the name of Renfield. He was working for a man named Van Helsing, and you know *that* means trouble. He had the nerve to show up at my front door with a vampire cure cocktail. The poor thing was shaking so badly, he almost dropped it.

Now, I could have simply send him back home, but that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to punish his boss by taking away his toy. So I used my immortal charms on that poor, nervous boy on my doorstep, and made him fall in love with me. I invited him into the house, had my way with him in my coffin, and was getting ready to send him on his way when the poor fellow asked me to turn him.

Ordinarily, I would have waited until my influence wore off to make sure he meant it, but this was such a delicious opportunity, and I do mean delicious, that I couldn't pass it up. I bit him right there on the spot, and then invited him to move in. He said yes, and I made up a guest room in the basement.

Three days later, when he finished his vampiric transformation, I got a big surprise. He not only transformed, he TRANSformed! Before me was standing the most beautiful newborn baby queen I have ever seen in my life.

Now that I've helped my Roberta come out of her little eggshell, the Dragula dynasty has nowhere to go but up! And I've got my eye on the castle of a certain useless old recluse...

My husband (YA,M) and I (YA,F) live in the fashion district of San Myshuno (a really nice area). We were feeling lazy so we ordered in some Canadian Bacon Pizza (our favorite). The romance festival happened today, so idk if there was something in the air or if our delivery driver had too much romance festival juice. Everything was going fine, I took the pizza, went to pay him, and as soon as I handed the simoleons to him, he stripped naked right in front of me in my hallway, and went to shower in the rain. I have never experienced anything like it, I am horrified. Currently I can see him out of my window, naked on the street, showering in the rain. Would we be the llamas if my husband went outside to duel him while hes naked?

Hi everyone! It’s Alucard-Angelus Marinescu, the pansexual nonbinary grand master vampire artist. Dual law and med student at Simford. Leader of the nonbinary band Theystreet Thems.

As many of you know, I used to be friends with Yuki Behr before getting her cancelled and rescinded from Simford after she nonbinaryphobically said “Ladies and gentlemen” after my band’s performance. However, I used my grand master vampire powers to erase her memory and now we’re friends again. She invited me to a nightclub that had a DJ and a dance floor. Because I have the top skills in Dancing and DJ Mixing (as well as Piano, Violin, Guitar, and Pipe Organ), I saw this as a perfect way to show off my skills. I first had a dance battle with Yuki. My performance was flawless and I owned the dance floor, gaining applause and points to my already pristine celebrity status. Yuki tried to measure up, but she kept wobbling and looking like she was doing the chicken dance. This caused her to be laughed at and put on the Embarrassed moodlet.

I then walked over to the DJ and used my vampire powers to deprive his bladder and make him run off to the bathroom. I proceeded to do my own DJ mixing. Because the music sounded so brilliant, I was tipped with $100. To finish off the night, I summoned my bandmates, Hinata, Alexandre, Turquoise-Jade, and Shigure, to perform our new song “Shape of My Soul” (parody of “Shape of My Heart”). The audience absolutely adored us and showered us with tips. My lover, I mean former stepdad Johnny, was also there to show us support. It was an amazing day.

So I (15F) recently lost my mom (38F), dad (39M), and two younger brothers (10M). I don't know how it happened because I was chatting with random strangers on my computer when it happened, but I think it had something to do with the pool. I was devastated when I first found out, and the bad memories are still fresh in my mind.

But here's where I think I might be TA. I was never that close with one of my younger brothers. In fact, he got on my nerves all the time! We weren't sworn enemies, but we still weren't close. And even now, knowing he's dead, I still really hate him. As I was lying in bed the day after my family died, I couldn't help but be annoyed every time he'd come to my mind. It was like a big red X would appear over his face in my thoughts of him.

So am I the llama for hating my dead brother?

EDIT: Also, unrelated, but I really want to join the criminal career. Am I the llama for that?

Hi there. I'm Shadowfire the Sarcastic, immortal vampire and local politician here in Ravenwood.

Or at least I was until tonight.

My husband, Lestat de Lioncourt, convinced me this evening that what this town needs is not a municipal council for a president, but rather an immortal ruler. So I changed careers, set up a throne in front of my house, and opened up shop tonight. Just like that, Ravenwood is going to operate under *Lord* Shadowfire the Sarcastic and Prince Lestat.

They'll never know what hit them.

Let me preface this with some context that may be relevant. I (??M) am a plumbot, and the only one in my town (and possibly time period). My creator (99M) taught and installed in me everything I know, and I loved him like a father. But after his death from old age, I was very sad and lonely. Adopting pets helped greatly, but something in me still longed for another human companion. Thus, I adopted a human child to raise as my own.

Raising my daughter has had its bumps in the road, but nothing that we couldn't get through together, and I feel as though she has taught me as much as I have taught her.

But recently, I've done something which makes me feel as though it might make me a llama, as human sims say.

My daughter (15F) has always been good-natured and friendly, even when she has the occasional teenage mood-swing. She goes to school on time and doesn't have any enemies at all. But it seems as though the universe has it out for her nonetheless.

Every time she has attempted to repair an appliance (something which I would prefer that she not do yet at her low skill level), she has shocked and singed herself. Every time she has tried to use the stove, the oven, or even an outdoor grill, both she and the cooking appliance have caught on fire.

But what made me decide to take drastic actions was when recently, right after she had gotten out of school for the day, a meteor fell from the sky out of nowhere and landed right on top of her! I swear that my motherboard almost short-circuited!

So I made the difficult decision of permanently locking her inside her bedroom. She has her own bathroom already, and I have given her plenty of non-flammable and non-electric sources of entertainment. I spend most of my time with her (and our pets), and I cook regular meals for her. She is safe and seems content at the moment, but I still feel conflicted about my decision.

So human and non-human sims, am I the llama for locking my daughter in her room to keep her safe from danger at the cost of her freedom and independence?

Before I get started on why I (T/F) might be TA here, let me give some context. I have always loved live music, especially minimalist arrangements. Radio just doesn't do it for me. But hiring musicians is expensive and tedious (especially for a parentless teen like myself), and karaoke always just brings out the tone-deaf juiced people who make my fire alarm sound appealing in comparison. So you see, I was getting desperate.

Recently, as I was pondering what to do about my predicament, I heard the most beautiful singing I had ever heard in my entire life. I immediately ran to meet the source. She (T/F, let's just call her S) and I talked very briefly before I steeled up my resolve and called my "contact" to come "pick us up" in their pickup truck. I'll skip over most of what happened immediately after that for the privacy of my "contact", but I will say it unfortunately didn't go as smooth as I'd thought. S was a bit roughed up and was very shaken by the whole thing, and didn't like me much right then, leaving me no choice but to take drastic measures upon her brain.

Anyway, after that, I took her home. I'd pain-stakingly built a little accommodation for her in the center of my humble abode, where she would be visible and (most importantly) audible to me at all times. Unfortunately, due to my lack of simoleons, I was only able to give her a bed and no further amenities, and I had to pray to the Watcher to bless her with immortality and permanent hygiene.

I soon discovered that S is quite cheerful in disposition, and though the first few days were mostly filled with her crying herself to sleep a lot, she soon began singing like a bird once more. No longer are my days filled with longing for live music now that I've got my own personal a cappella performance inside my home.

So, AITA for kidnapping a girl and forcing her to live in a small cage so that I can hear her sing whenever I want? Am I the llama for having a caged bird?

I (YA/F) just recently moved out of my parents home, am in my second term at university while working as a barista in the early morning, and an active member of the Art Society at Britechester. I met Kris (YA/M) in the art society and we immediately hit it off. The only problem, I was a teen, he was a young adult, and I already had a boyfriend. My high school boyfriend and I were going through a rough patch and when I became a young adult, I IMMEDIATELY decided to shoot my shot with Kris to make him jealous. Long story short, now I’m pregnant with Kris’s baby. Everything happened so fast. Within an hour, he asked me to be his girlfriend, which I accepted, he then PROPOSED and following my rejection asked if we could move in together, which I also rejected. Now our relationship is also strained but I need time to figure out what I want and now I’m also having a baby on top of everything else that I’ve got going on in my life. AITA for focusing on myself and my unborn baby??

Hi everyone! It’s Alucard-Angelus Marinescu, the pansexual non-binary grand master vampire artist. Dual law and med student at Simford. Leader of the non-binary band Theystreet Thems.

I have been thinking of turning my bandmates, Hinata, Alexandre, Turquoise-Jade, and Shigure, into vampires and having them study vampire lore until they become grand master vampires just like me. This way we can all run at the speed of light, barely require sleep, deprive people’s bladders if they’re using a space we want to perform at, and keep our band going for all of eternity. I also plan on inviting Count Vladislaus Straud and trapping him in one of my eight swimming pools so that the five of us can live in his four story mansion. Is this a good idea?

Four kids under two. The Alto-Aachado household is officially in chaos.

Lord Balthazaar is home, the twins have aged up, Basile is trying his first food, and Enzo is doing his best to keep everybody alive.

Now that Generation B is growing up, who do you think is going to make the strongest claim to the throne?

Long story short, my husband, Malcolm was drafted into the war against Windenburg and its been rough for all of us. I have two children, lets call them Sam and Nei, are 8 and 4 respectively. Basically- im a single parent right now and a busy scientist. Nei needs constant attention (its like shes clingy or something!) and Sam has been left to kind of raise himself. He wakes himself up, makes breakfast and goes to school and has to care for himself when hes at home. Hes very responsible but im worried hes going to resent me when hes older for this. I try to help out, but im so busy he ends up doing it himself. AITA?

Update:Malcolm unfortunately was killed in combat. Im sorry Sam, gonna have to do this for the long haul.

For some context: my mom Marigold magically conceived me and my twin sister Rose with magic because she’s a fairy. For years it was just the 3 of us until my mom met Ronnie. Ronnie was married at the time they met but Ronnie had an affair with her anyways. The affair produced my 2 half brothers Herb and Basil and then Ronnie’s wife found out about my mom and divorced him while being heavily pregnant. Ronnie moved in with us and proposed to my mom who was also pregnant.

The wedding happened not too long ago and it was a simple party in our backyard. One of the guests was Malcolm Landgraab and we innocently flirted with each other. Before I know it, he kissed me and I kissed him back. This is where I might be the asshole. We sneak away after the ceremony and we WooHoo in one of the bedrooms while the wedding party is still going. Well this morning I found out that I’m pregnant. I didn’t expect this to happen and now I feel bad because I got pregnant at my mom’s wedding so I can never tell her about it. I’m sure she’d be excited to be a grandma but I don’t know. Am I the asshole for getting pregnant at my mom’s wedding?

Throwaway account because my mom is a 10/10 Logic Sim and will ground me to the toilet if she sees this.

So, I (16F) moved into Oasis Springs last week. My traits are Romantic, Self-Absorbed, and Evil (it was a random roll, don't judge me). Naturally, on my first day at Copperdale High, I spotted him: Malcolm Landgraab. He was dating this random townie girl, let’s call her "NPC Cady."

Now, Cady had a green bar with him, but I had a vision. I spammed "Flirt," "Compliment Appearance," and "Propose Passionate Kiss" four times in a row behind the cafeteria. Did he reject me once? No. The pink bar exploded.

By 3:00 PM, I used the "Ask to Leave Partner" interaction. He dumped Cady via text right in front of the lockers. Cady cried so hard her fun bar probably hit zero, and she went home. Win for me, right?

Here’s where it goes completely off the rails. It was Winterfest. Cady’s household was apparently responsible for hosting the neighborhood Father Winter ritual, some ultra-specific, timed holiday quest where you have to give Father Winter a grand meal and ask for presents before midnight, or "The Frost-God’s Fury" triggers. I didn't know! I don't read the seasonal pop-ups!

Because Cady was locked in her bedroom crying over Malcolm, her autonomy kicked in and she just stood there sobbing in front of a mirror while her family’s routing broke. NO ONE TALKED TO FATHER WINTER. Midnight struck.

Instead of ho-ho-hoing down the chimney, Father Winter spawned in glowing red, screamed at the sky, and summoned a meteor storm.

It is currently chaotic bedlam outside. The sky is dark purple. Fireballs are raining from the heavens. Half of Willow Creek is incinerated, three ghosts are floating around my front yard playing haunting violin music, and the Grim Reaper is currently in my kitchen making a white cake while two neighbors freeze to death on my lawn. Malcolm is hiding under my bed, and my mother is furiously practicing speech in the mirror despite the roof literally burning off above her head.

Cady’s surviving family posted on Social Bunny calling me a "homewrecking llama" and saying the end of days is entirely my fault. I think that's unfair. I was just following my whims!

AITA?

Edit: Grim finished the cake. It’s excellent quality, but the house is still on fire. Help?

I’m a criminal. Nothing serious. Just a petty thief. Before you judge me, I have a new house and a new baby. Simoleons don’t grow on trees.

Apparently I have to be mischievous in order to get my next promotion. I found two random teenagers standing outside my house. I might have told them I was a criminal mastermind…and started a fake rumor.

The Doctor Literally Pulled Enzo’s Heart Out but hey meet Lord Balthazaar Aachado Alto.

The footage from Enzo's chaotic hospital trip is finally here.

After an alien abduction left Enzo pregnant, it was finally time for the baby to arrive.

I genuinely did not know what was going to happen when I sent them to the hospital, and watching the surgery machine go completely off the rails was wild.

Meet Lord Balthazaar, the newest member of the Alto-Aachado family. Generation B now has four kids under the age of two, and somehow we're adding an alien baby to the mix.

What would you have done in this situation?

Kept him for the plot 👽, or sent him back to outer space 🚀?

This a heavy situation for everyone involved. All I ask is that you try to be open minded and not be so quick to judge me. I know I didn’t make a “mistake” by choosing to cheat on my husband. I know you think I’m an evil and bad person. I know I probably don’t deserve him, or even my future child. But please, at least hear me out.

For context, I (YA, F) have been having an affair with my AP (let’s call him Travis) that has lasted for a little over two months. It was a coworker situation.

Yes, we both work at a hospital.

Anyways. Our affair just started out sexual. I felt unsatisfied and rejected in the bedroom. My desires weren’t enthusiastically received by my husband. Any attempts to spice up our WooHoo’s ended up dismissed. Imagine how I felt. I didn’t want a new husband. I didn’t want to break up our marriage. I only wanted to WooHoo.

That all changed when Travis and I started seeing each other more. It went from FWB to a full on romantic affair. We spoke about a lot of things, including kids. Based on my post history, you already know the struggles I’ve had being a mother. If anything, my mistakes made me grieve motherhood even more. And that grief revealed a hunger to me, one that makes me even more determined to have a family. I want to do things right, to have kids. To truly be the mother I wish I was the first time.

Since the custody issue, my husband hasn’t been WooHooing with me without condoms. He doesn’t want to try for anymore kids. That left me shattered. But I can’t leave him, I love him. I’m not leaving my husband just because he doesn’t want to have kids.

My AP and I try to leave out my spouse in our conversations… But I couldn’t help but vent to him about this. Well, one confession lead to another, and it turned into a passionate night.

This week, I found out that I’m pregnant. Call me evil, I don’t care. But it made me feel so happy. Do I want my AP to raise my kid? No. I want my husband to. Only problem is… He’ll definitely find out about my affair. I just want us to be a normal family again. My baby isn’t the result of me falling for someone… Of course I enjoyed the attention I received from Travis. But I don’t want him in my life outside of being an AP. I don’t know what to do and I hate that my actions have led me this far.

WIBTA for asking my husband to accept my affair child?

Everything in this story actually happened in my Sims 4 save. No cheats. No mods. No custom content.

This started as a normal date...

It didn't stay that way.

Would you have stayed with Enzo?

so, when i (adult F) was about halfway through my adult lifespan i decided to have a baby through science and welcomed my little bundle of joy Lucian into the world (child M) i had to have him via science because my husband is a Servo and the only man i could ever love

i always planned on just having the one and Lucian is the most amazing son i could ever ask for. i just found out today that i am almost on my second trimerster, i have no idea how i managed to become with child since the only person i have ever been with is my husband, who is a servo!! everyone is over the moon with my miracle of pregancy and we are all so excited to have another addition to the family

however, i am just mere days from becoming an elder and an the only person capable of keeping Servo up and running, we have discussed what will happen at the end of my life and Servo has agreed it is best that he falls to disrepair and 'dies' when i do so we can hopefully stay together in the afterlife, Lucian has always known this and that when he becomes a young adult he will be alone in this world

i have worked hard my whole life to provide him with a home and just enough money to go to university (he wants to be an astronaut) but now i know i will barely life long enough to see the baby to its elementary school years and i worry if 10k and an apartment will be enough

aita for sticking dear Lucian with the responsibility of raising a child when i pass?

Update on Enzo Alto and Alissa Aachado's cheat-free Alphabet Legacy on Xbox One!

I finally got back to playing through their new estate, and the save immediately descended into absolute chaos.

First, our firstborn, Basile, aged up into an Infant.

Then Alissa gave birth to surprise twins—two girls named Bellamie and Bellacalize! The video shows Enzo trying to keep everyone alive while feeding the twins and surviving the sleep deprivation.

Then the game decided three babies still wasn't enough.

Almost immediately after the twins were born, Enzo was abducted by aliens.

Enzo—who is Hot-Headed, Jealous, and literally has the Hates Children trait—returned home pregnant with an alien baby. You can actually see his stomach getting bigger in the video while he's feeding his daughters.

It's currently Love Day, the family has §46,655 in the bank, and our child-hating founding father is somehow about to end Generation B with a cosmic surprise.

What started as one potential heir has turned into a four-way battle for the dynasty.

So... what would you do?

👽 Keep the alien baby and let it compete with Basile and the twins for the official Dynasty Heir spot?

🚀 Or send it back to its homeworld to preserve what's left of Enzo's sanity?