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griefology · 7 months
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torn between wanting remira as strictly hunter subclass, or as a beast master because i just simply think her having a fucking wolf is neat
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chelseasasimmer · 2 years
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List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ✨💕💗
Ok, first of all, this has been sitting in my inbox since the 29th of April and for that I sincerely apologise.
Second, I’m gonna take this opportunity to talk about one of my townies-turned-ocs (also the main character of the unnamed story that as of yet exists solely within my own head)…
🖤 Orange Bailey-Moon 🖤
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Orange was born and raised in Del Sol Valley, but has recently moved out to San Myshuno*
He's much closer to his mum (Octavia) than he is to his dad (Thorne). This is largely because Octavia got pretty much full custody of Orange when she and Thorne divorced. (Which is in turn largely because Thorne didn't really want custody of Orange because he's kind of a deadbeat dad tbh)
He's Tall™ (190 cm/6'3")
Orange has been musically-inclined since he was a child, and hopes to build a career as a singer-songwriter
His in-game traits are vegetarian, outgoing and jealous
*I'm kinda going off this fan-made map as a guide for where all the Sims 4 worlds are in relation to one another. And, in this map, San Myshuno and Del Sol Valley are connected to one another, which I actually think makes a lot of sense. Although, this story I have brewing takes place in the US, essentially, so I'm also just kinda going off the vibe that the majority of the worlds are actually all just in the US. Although, given how americentric the Sims is, that probably isn't even that much of a stretch tbh.
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gay-mcr-slut · 2 years
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MUTUALS. OPINION POST:
Should i change my pfp to the demolition lovers in front of the lesbian flag or should i keep it as pepe with the pride flag?
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poems-of-a-lover · 9 months
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okay so we all know henrys an elton, bowie, and queen fan, and hes an abba fan to me. however. bee gees. is that his scene or is it not The Same. yknow.
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its pride month and i am considering kicking the hornet’s nest
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inkskinned · 1 year
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for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.
i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.
in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.
the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.
i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.
i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.
i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.
the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.
when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.
we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.
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sleepymrshmllow · 1 year
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insp 🌸
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liauditore · 6 months
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day 6: sleep/party (lizzie/pearl/gem)
pearl's secret life episode 2 sleepover makes her realise something about herself. last piece for @mcyt-yuri-week :D please forgive me :D
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lggy · 8 months
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please just die and come to the nether with me
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harringroveera · 2 months
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Okay imagine everyone at Disneyland and they’re on the teacups ride
Steve, Dustin, Lucas, Mike are spinning it calmly while talking to each other
And then there’s Billy, Max, El & Will who are flying past them and spinning as fast as they can while screaming
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thaliasthunder · 1 year
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a scene w nico & will dancing waltz in tartarus would be cultural reset me thinks
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mindcrankismycommander · 10 months
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An Homage to one of my favorite images
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orkbutch · 4 months
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rly excited to share got! but I'm really not in a writing fanfic mood so im just gonna post abt it lol.
I'm MOST excited about Zariel & her Fallen Angels. For those who don't know Zariel's lore, she used to be an Angel of justice, and she got corrupted by Hell in her attempt to enter Avernus and beat back the Abyss, cause her biggest goal in Forever has been wiping out Demons. That failed, she got corrupted by Avernus, and she decided to martyr herself and become the archduchess so she could fight the Blood War. Some other shit happened, she got deposed then came back, stole Elturel for a while until it was recovered in the events of the Descent To Avernus.
In got! she is no longer the archduchess of Avernus, and has been Mildly Redeemed in the past by the events of Descent Into Avernus. She's not become an angel again, defs still a devil, but she is far more pragmatic than most devils (rather than outright evil) because of her angelic origins. She gave up her post as Archduchess willingly and struck a deal with Asmodeus, and technically shes a duchess within Nessus, but she is usually in the Material Plane operating Zariel's Fallen Angels.
Her goals are still to defeat the Abyss and also to either destory or usurp Hell, but her plans to do so have shifted away from pouring more soldiers into Hell (which does not work and has lead her to do many an atrocity) and toward gaining some kind of extremely potent power outside of Hell.
Because of this, her and Karlach's relationship is also very different; Karlach was offered ZFA membership during a 10 year murder sentence inprisoned in Baldur's Gate. (She was framed by Gortash.) Karlach accepted for the sake of her own safety and survival, and because she didn't know the full terms of the membership, which is in fact a Pact Eternal.
This Pact Eternal grants a power: Zariel's Rage, an extremely volatile and powerful rage state uniquely tied to loyalty to Zariel, where her angelic-turned-devilish vengence is channelled directly. Basically, Karlach's rages are buck fucking wild. Her fire isn't a piece of machinery, but instead an organic transformation she underwent as part of her membership; all members must take on a devilish transformation. Gortash and Zariel have no allience or history.
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glitterghost · 3 months
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Belle (2023) 🌹
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regular-dog · 7 months
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Panel redraw wip. La creatura
There is now a continuation (link)
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softerhaze · 8 months
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hello.....yes im still in my bg3 hole...anyway, look at my fave evil little slut
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