hollow house
for the longest time ive wanted to build a victorian house and never quite managed to pull it of (which is a shame bc i really like those type of houses) but finally in time for halloween ive come up with something that actually works!
& although its built in forgotten hollow u can definitely have whatever sims you want in here
build details:
-costs 70,310 simoleans
-2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms
-no cc
-built on a 20x30, forgotten hollow
-requires get together, vampires and paranormal stuff
download: here(sfs)
or on the gallery, origin id is lilacarble
floorplan pictures:
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Current project that helps me run from my fanfic-writing responsibilities:
Help my dad restore the windows at our old family house. Because what’s a little anxiety over a fanfic chapter compared to the pure TERROR you feel when you know you’re handling irreplacable windows that are 150 years old? x’D
My dad, the master of understatements: “Be careful with the windows. They’re kinda old.”
NO SHIT, DAD.
I don’t think I’m qualified to be doing this.
They’re GORGEOUS windows, though. The glass is blown by hand (which you can see by how uneven it is) and the window frames are made entirely without nails. Just look at this:
Such amazing craftsmanship. And clearly long-lasting too! Kudos to my ancestors xD
And yeah, not going to lie, it’s a bit dizzying to be handling something this old, not just because of its age, but the fact that it’s been in my family for one and a half centuries. And, every once in a while, I find myself wondering just how many of my relatives have touched the very same piece of wood I’m currently touching. And how many will touch it after I’m gone.
You can get emotional from less.
(I AM actually writing, too, just a little slower than usual >__> )
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fanfiction writers when a character is remotely non-human
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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Me, reading GTN for the first time, biased for the Gideon POV narration: why everyone is so mean to Gideon why arent they befriending her when she is so cool???
Gideon most of the book:
"Gonna spend my time not talking and standing in the shadows full in black"
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AU where Arlecchino is an immortal witch living in a mansion in the spooky woods and takes in 3 orphans who wandered in...
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which movies have you watched the most amount of times? they dont have to be your actual favorite movies, just the ones youve rewatched most. for example: mine are the final destination movies and scream
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