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simmerianne93 · 1 month

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[Simmerianne93]Pregnant_poses_01

Hello everyone!! How are you today??

The last posepack from March is here!!!

This pack was the pack you chose in the public survey back in January/February and as such, it's a pack that is public for everyone, with no early access.

Before talking about the posepack, I want to remember you that there's a survey happening right now about May's content, so if you haven't vote yet, GO AHEAD!! (Here is the direct link to the pubic survey).

Back to the matter:

I made these poses like a year ago, and I made them for two sims of mine that i really love, but that couple is not going to have babies any time soon (I just felt like doing some for the future when i made them) and I had them in the box waiting to be release "one day" xD... but I really liked how they turned out so I though about add it to the survey and if they ended up being the winner, i was going to release them... and it was, and fortunately, I currently have a couple of sims who are actually pregnant and have helped me with the cover for this package... so here you have some photoshot poses for a cute couple of sims expecting a baby (or two, or three xd).

I struggled a lot with these poses at the end, when i was actually testing them a couple of weeks ago to have them ready to be release, 'cause depending on the sim and the trimester, the chest size and all that, these poses may clip (I tested them with 4 different couple of sims and it was really hard xd)

I ended up doing three different versions that take into account the breast size of the female sim ('cause that was one of the most glitcheable areas). So, V1 is for "small breasts", V2 is for "medium breasts" and V3 is for "big breast". Even tho, they can still clip but, hopefully you can find the version that fits better for your sim.

The poses can be use with 2nd and 3rd trimester (I tried to make the poses to not confict with the belly, but for pose #3 there are 2 versions of the female for both stages), tho, if you uses the pregnancy overhaul mod by LittleMsSam, the belly will look smaller and the hands will float a little.

I recomend to use JFC nude top fem, if you want to make the poses with the female sim nude, 'cause it gives the breast a shape that helps to cover the nipples behind the hands (if you use the Wicked Whims mod, for example, the nipples will clip and will be visible above the hands).

As I said, they still may clip depending on the sim, but it's something that can occur with any other poses. I tried to minimize the clipping areas with the different versions, so I hope you can use them and that you like them.

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PS: I'll be doing the "coming soon" post in a couple of days, i'm in the process of doing the poses, testing and doing the pics yet, so i'm a little bit late with it, but I'll be making it in a couple of days.

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Enjoy, and happy simming!!

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What is on it?

V1: SMALL BREAST - V2: MEDIUM BREAST - V3: BIG BREAST.

6 couple poses (made with a female rig and a modified male rig) + 3 all in one.

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Andrew poses player.

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo or Mccc by deaderpool.

OPTIONAL: JFC nude top female (in case you want to make the pics with the female sim nude)

Instructions in the original post.

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Do not claim my creations as your own.

Do not re-upload or modify my creations.

Do not make money of my creations.

Do not include my creations in Mods folders to download.

Please follow my Term Of Use.

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Download it now here — [FREE FOR EVERYONE]

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If you want to support me: Patreon | Ko-fi

All my poses overview: Pinterest | Wix | Tumblr

More in-game preview pics of all my poses: Instagram

My socials: Twitter | BlueSky | Instagram | Tumblr

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I really hope you like them and I will say in advance: Thank you so much for use them.

@ts4-poses

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armoricaroyalty · 1 month

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a lot of people say they struggle to dress their male sims, so I threw together a quick visual guide to show how I conceive of men's style.

imo, the two primary axis in menswear are formality and flashiness.

does a character wear tailored suits, watches, and leather loafers? or is he a basketball-shorts-and-sneakers kind of a guy? is he comfortable standing out from the crowd, or does he prefer to dress plainly and go unnoticed?

if you have a solid grasp on your character's personality, it should be pretty easy to figure out where they fall along each axis. that gives you a really solid starting point for making fashion choices in CAS. layer on a favorite color, a few favorite accessories, and a signature item (band t-shirts? colorful ties? sneakers?) and you'll be a long ways toward giving your male sims a distinct visual identity.

the crucial thing is making sure that none of your characters land in exactly the same place on the grid. maybe your protagonists are two preteen boys who are complete fashion disasters who wear sarcastic gamer t-shirts and hoodies every single day. tragic. but if you put one of them in basketball shorts and flip flops and the other in jeans and chunky tennis shoes, their wardrobes will still look and feel distinct to your readers.

I've kept these categories intentionally broad and neutral of specific styles or trends on purpose -- this isn't meant to be a definitive guide to men's style or make any rulings about how formal certain items are. it's meant to give menswear rookies a way to start categorizing men's clothing and make better, more characterful decisions about how to dress their sims.

hope that helps!

#armorica tips

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mythicalmyles · 1 year

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Could possibly get lj with candy pop x male reader with breeding and primal kink as well as possible psychedelic use as well as shotgun smoking

Uh this might be long af heh but noncon, blood, minor pet play(candypop calls reader puppy), violence, overstim, multiple orgasms, belly bulging, (sims aliens type beat)/drug use

(Name) was pretty heavy on his psychedelic usage, the tingles it sent through his body and the waves of rainbows that seemed to bleed out of every crack was awe inducing. He could sit for hours and watch a still image and have it move, his favourite was looking at pictures of clouds was his favourite. Watching them almost breath was incredibly pretty.

His gaze hadn’t left his roof since it had kicked in, every dent in the wall was changing colours. Despite the lack of light it was still incredibly bright to him. He had been fighting sleep for the past hour and he was in a loosing battle as his eyelashes fluttered as they blinked repeatedly before (Name) gave up and laid down.

He dosed off watching the pretty lights, the acid pulling him into a dream.

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(Name) was creeped out by his dream so far, he felt like he had just spent an eternity walking around a gloomy carnival. He hadn’t heard a sound, not seen a soul. Unease had set in the moment his dream began, he felt so aware of everything. A sudden clank in the distance had him quickly diving for cover.

He slid himself under a tent, a gap between the pegs left him with enough space to slide his body through. His heart began racing as he quickly took in his surroundings. As black and white as everything else seemed to be.

His eyes quickly slid around the room, relaxing when nothing came to his sight. Carefully he made his way around the edge of the tent, vision darting all over the room. Just as he felt comfortable a loud bang went off. His hand shot over his mouth, as his eyes darted to the stage to see a cloud of black smoke dissipating to reveal a figure.

(Name) felt like he was choking on ice as a black and white clown was revealed. “Hello little human!” Its eyes shot straight at him, pinning him in place. He couldn’t make out much from their distance but he could see enough to get his heart soaring.

“Arent you a delicious little thing?” Despite the distance, (Name) could see a mouth full of sharp teeth. “We’re gonna play a game. Ever played hide and seek?” (Name) shook as he nodded his head. “Great! Lets seee… If we win, you’re trapped here forever.” (Names) throat felt like it was in a choke hold. “If i win?” His eyes stuck to the clown.

“You won’t.” A deep voice chuckled in his ear. (Name) let out a scream and jumped away from the voice, a tall blue haired man in a jester costume took over his vision. A sadistic smile coated his painted cheeks, black lips revealed sharper then average teeth.

“You have until the count of 50!” (Name) didn’t need to be told twice, his heart beat filling his ears as he ran for his life. His throat burned as his feet slammed against the floor, he ran until he felt like his lungs were going to implode. He dropped to the floor gasping as his vision began blacking out. “Fuck no. No.” He chanted as he steadied himself, blackness dissipating.

Once he recovered himself he quickly dove under a small tent, heart racing so loud as his eyes darted around the tent. He let out a deep breath when his eyes landed on a chest, with the little energy he had he half walked half crawled to it. He slid it open with a struggle, almost crying before it finally opened. In a zombie like state he threw himself into the chest, closing it as quietly as he could. He stared up at the roof huffing and panting for a few moments, he held his chest as pain struck him from every angle.

(Name) tried to steady out his breathing, chest heaving. His eyes began fluttering closed, before he knew it he had passed out.

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(Name) felt like he had been out for hours before he came to, his mind felt like static as he dove up in his bed. His breathing spiked until he realised it was his room he was in, he let out a breath as he reached over for his bong. He inhaled the smoke on one go, holding it in for a few seconds before exhaling. He threw himself back as smoke flowed from his mouth. It took him a moment to register he had just thrown himself into someone.

By the time he had realised that it was too late and whoever already had their arms around him. His eyes doubled as the jester from before appeared and took his bong from his hand, inspecting it. (Name) froze completely. “Humans do like their weed.” The being chuckled, (Name) began shaking in the hold of what he could only assume was that clown. His gaze shot down to see two black and white stripped arms circling his waist with black claws attached to its crooked fingers.

(Name) whimpered, he felt like the mouse the cat just caught in its claws. “Got you.” A twisted voice filled his hears, it sounded like something from the pits of hell. (Names) brain fell blank, fear taking over and freezing him like an avalanche just rolled over him. “Please.” (Names) voice was whispered and cracked, sending both demons into laugher as his body shook. The clowns claws crossed over his chest, hands wrapping around his neck loosely as he whimpered.

“It’s time we take our prize.” It’s voice spoke directly into his ear, drawing a sob. Before he could think another thought, hands were pulling down his boxers. (Names) eyes almost rolled when one of the clowns hands moved to toy with his nipples, the other keeping a grip on his neck. “Call me Candypop. He’s Jack. You’ll be screaming them later puppy.” Before (Name) could respond Candypop’s hand wrapped around his cock, drawing a gasp from him. “No!.” (Name) cried kicking his leg out only for Candypop to catch it, nails digging into his legs and drawing blood.

“Ah!” (Name) shouted trying to free his leg, a smack across his face startling him. Tears welled in his eyes as he stared at Candypop in shock. “Naughty boy.” (Name) didn’t know why it made his cock twitch and thighs tremble. (Name) was powerless in Jack's hold as Candypop's hands jacked him off and played with his balls. He could barley hold back his moans, head falling back onto Jack's shoulder.

(Name) shuddered as Jack ran his teeth along his neck, not quite biting but rather threatening. He felt like he was loosing his mind, part of him wondering if he woke up in another dream. Candypop pushed his fingers into (Names) mouth, taking the man by surprise. "Don't even think about biting, i will gut you." (Name) shook, nodding. He kept still as Candypop's fingers played with his tongue, the demon smirked at his obedience.

(Name) felt anxiety swell into his stomach as he did his best to look anywhere besides Candypop, it sighed as it withdrawed it's fingers. Hand quick to move between his legs and slide a finger into his hole, before (Name) could grab Candypop's wrists and pull him away Jack grabbed his. Jack kept his wrists at either side of his head as he began to yank his hands, trying to escape.

(Name) fell powerless as Candypop's finger suddenly slammed deep into him, a moan falling from his lips as his eyes fluttered and body jerked. "It's okay pretty baby, just enjoy it." (Name) shook his head at Jack's words, hair flailing around. "Please." (Name) begged uselessly.

"Hmm." Candypop paused his rough movements, finger circling his prostate. (Name) whimpered at the stimulation, back arching. "No." Candy grinned as he pushed another finger in, not taking another moment before beginning to scissor him. Loud moans were torn from (Names) throat as the fingers hit deep inside of him.

A loud scream left (Name) as sharp teeth suddenly bit into his shoulder, he couldn't hold back his sob's as a tongue lapped at his spilling blood. (Name) felt like that bite was his game end, like he'd been branded. He let his body go, giving up and slumping in the psychotic clowns hold. Jack laughed as he circled his arms around (Names) waist, hands still gripping his wrists.

All (Name) could do was moan and sob as Candy inserted another finger into his hole, sliding in easier than the last. He felt his orgasm fast approaching as Candy slammed his finger's into (Name), his choked moans flooding the room. High pitched whine's left (Name) when Candy suddenly lifted one of his thighs, fingers sliding in deeper.

(Names) eyes had doubted, staring straight at Candy as he arched in on himself, high pitched moans and gasps falling from his lips. "He's a really pretty one, we got lucky." Candy grinned, Jack agreeing. Fear and pleasure raced through (Names) veins, Jack holding him tight as Candy assaulted his prostate. Jack easily dwarfed him, arching over his back and pushing his body closer to his legs, opening him up more for Candy.

Breathy gasps left (Name), everything overwhelming. A loud moan was torn from his lips as Jack's hands let him go to play with his nipples, (Name) contorted and twisted as his buds were toyed with. A few more jabs of Candy's fingers and he was clenching around them hard, cum shooting out of his cock and over his chest.

"Aw you made a mess." Candy's tone was mocking as his face twisted into a sarcastic smile. (Name) was losing his mind, Candy pulled out his fingers and grabbed his bong and weed off of the nightstand. (Name) stared at him as he packed the weed into the bowl, Jacks hands gripping his arms tight and keeping him in place.

Candy light the bong and swallowed up the smoke, moving forwards to press his lips to (Names). The latter leaned into the kiss, Candy shooting smoke down his throat. (Name) tried to pull away to no avail, the smoke gunning down his throat and frying his mind more. Candy pulled away and grabbed his thighs, spreading them apart.

(Name) shook in his hold, hooded red eyes staring at Candy. All Candy did was smirk as he slid balls deep into (Names) tight hole, Candy growled. "So fucking tight." (Names) entire body shook in the demon's hold as his mind tried to comprehend the fact that the demon had just sheathed itself in him in one snap.

A loud scream would've filled the room if Jack hadn't wrapped one hand around his mouth and the other around his neck. Jack moaned at the sound of (Names) choked noises of pain. Candy wasn't still long, his cock pulling almost completely out only to slam back in and bottom out. Candy kept up a brutal pace as he dove as far as he could into (Names) hole.

Candy's cock had no problem, easily rubbing against his prostate with even shallow thrusts. He looked down, his stomach exposing Candy's cock. "You're such a pretty thing, we had to grab you up quick before something else came along and breed you before we could." (Name) froze, panicked eyes staring at Candy.

"You look so pretty full of cock. Look at that Candy, you can see your cock in his tummy." Jack giggled as he pressed on the bulge, both Candy and (Name) moaning. (Name) couldn't tell whether he was crying because of pain, fear or pleasure. All consumed his body as the demon's used his body, he felt like his mind had evaporated. The psychedelics and weed had a hold on him, his body reacting more then it normally would have.. He couldn't think and any thought that did come to mind was out of it so quick he didn't bother trying to comprehend them anymore.

"That's it pretty boy, just let go. Let us take care of you now." Candy's voice was oddly comforting as he whispered into (Names) ear, biting it gently before pulling away. (Name) moaned as he fell apart, cum dripping out of his cock. His body shook with overstimulation but he could tell they had no thought of stopping anytime soon.

"You're gonna look so pretty full of cum, did you know we can get human males pregnant?" (Name) couldn't comprehend the words but he moaned, hand grabbing Candy's wrists as his hand wrapped around neck. "Tell me you want me to breed you." Candy's voice sounded more like a beast then man, eyes staring deep into (Names) eyes as he paused his thrusting.

Candy kept eye contact as he took a moment to fuck (Name) slow and deep, noses touching. "B-breed me please. Please. Breed me." (Name) called out, trying to grind his hips back onto Candy's cock as pleasure took over his mind.

(Name) openly sobbed, a choke of relief as Candy finally picked his speed back up. (Name) felt like he was on cloud nine, hands running all over his body, playing with his nipples, his cock, balls, everything.

(Name) let out a squeal when jack pressed his cock against his hole. “Room for one more?” (Name) tried his best to get away but they were faster, Candy wrapping him up in a hug, lifting him from Jacks lap as he dove his cock into (Names) hole. Once (Name) had divulged into a moaning mess, Candy stopped as jack began pressing in alongside him.

(Name) felt like his mind was leaking out his ears, pain and pleasure swirling through his stomach. Once jack and pushed in (Name) broke, sobs he held back flowing as stars danced in his vision and his spine burned. Candypop shut him up using his mouth, their lips slitting together. (Name) gave up on trying to keep up and let himself relax into their hold, doing his best to keep up with Candypop’s dominating kiss.

Jacks arms wrapped around his waist as candypop’s kept his head in place, they made it easy on him to start. They slowly thrusted until his whimpers turned into moans and he started grinding back, fucking himself on their cocks. (Name) felt like he was being split in two but the sight of their cocks bulging his stomach was enough to have him cuming again, whining as he bucked his hips. “Aw barley anything left.” Candypop grinned his shark like grin as he pulled back, the energy the human was giving off was addicting.

(Name) twitched and moaned as they built up their thrusts, slamming inside him. “Such a pretty little pet we got ourselves.” Jacks insane voice barley registered in (Names) head, he felt drunk. Pleasure overwhelming, the feeling of Jacks claws running over his body was addicting, the slight pain when Jack’s nail caught his nipples sent shocks running through his body and leaving him gasping.

“Fuck he’s so tight around us, I’m not lasting much longer. Gonna fill his pretty hole up with cum.” Candy’s voice was rough and Jack made a noise of acknowledgment as they sped up their thrusts. A few more thrusts and they were painting (Names) insides white. (Name) hung loosely in their grip, fucked out his mind. Letting out a soft moan as they pulled out, pushing him onto his back and shoving a pillow under his hips. By the time (Names) head had hit the bed he was out like a light.

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bengiyo · 8 months

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Sing My Crush: Men Need to Be Angry Sometimes

Now that episodes 5 and 6 of Sing My Crush have aired, I finally feel like I have the confidence and timing to write this post. I’m not sure how many men are in Tumblr BL fandom watching and writing along with us, but it often feels like there’s less than ten of us. As such, there are times when these guys express intense emotions that the (femme) fandom at large seems to struggle with that make perfect sense for me, particularly when it comes to anger.

The most notable recent example of my breaking with fandom reactions happened with Episode 10 of La Pluie with Phat’s explosion in the rain confrontation and aftermath. I thought that Phat’s betrayal and hurt came through loudly, and I totally understood him finally losing his cool after being dicked around by Saengtai for multiple years. Others struggled with this and turned on Phat. Today, I want to talk about Han Baram and Im Hantae and Hantae’s choice to take Baram to a boxing gym to vent out his frustrations.

Quite a bit happens in this episode in terms of the broad spectrum of male feeling. With Sangin, you get his need for control and power. He is cruel in every interaction and physically throws Baram into a wall to yell in his face.

He derides Hantae and diminishes the support he’s given Baram for years.

With Jeong Pal, we get him crying and despondent over Baram’s decision to leave them. He is allowed to be upset, and all Hantae asks is that they try to trust Baram.

Baram is so sad for me because he’s always holding so much of his feelings inside. I love Baram’s confession to Hantae in this episode because it feels not too dissimilar to the first love song he wrote: Letter of Apology. He feels like his feelings are a burden to others and that he is inconveniencing them. He doesn’t even wait around to let Hantae process what’s going on, like many of his K-BL brethren recently (Looking at you Our Dating Sim and Individual Circumstances!).

Finally, we get to In Hamtae. After all the awful things that have gone down this episode, he is so gentle with Han Baram before taking him to the boxing gym.

He leads him by the hand to a seat and gently wraps his hands for him even as you can see he’s still pissed with Han Baram the whole time. He even takes a moment to laugh and call Baram cute while putting on the headgear.

Once they finally get to the boxing ring, he gives Baram a literal shove to get his emotions out so he can finally vent his frustrations. He tells Baram to envision his right hand and Jin Sangin and his left hand as Im Hantae. He sees the uncertainty in Baram’s eyes, and reassures him that he envisions punching Baram’s face all the time and to not overthink it. He cheers Baram on as he finally starts to punch with force. We even get to hear Baram’s exertions as he’s finally letting out his feelings.

Y’all, when I tell you I started to cry so hard as Baram finally got to audibly express some of his frustrations. He needed to be mad. He deserved to be mad. What Sangin did to him was cruel. He ruined Baram’s first confession. He made him feel weird and undesirable. He later stole his goddamned song from him. He threatened him if Baram tried to fight back in any way. Baram needed to express that anger. It isn’t always going to be pretty, and I love that Im Hantae gave him a space to do that.

Still, we’re not done. Im Hantae makes them switch places, and he’s practiced at this. He says all of the feelings that are on his mind:

If you go to Highcode Entertainment, what about our band?

What about our dream?

What about me?

You’re so bad. How could you have confessed in that way?

That’s why you got dumped.

Then he throws the gloves at Han Baram, who asks such a heartbreaking question: “Why is it so tiring to like someone? What did I do wrong?” Im Hantae hugs him, and Han Baram is finally starting to push back on how others make him feel when he chides Hantae for how hard he hit him. Hantae assures him that he did nothing wrong and the two of them end up resting on the floor of the gym together in a shot that definitely came from the source material.

I just absolutely love that the final scenes of this episode are about how righteous it is for Baram and Hantae to be angry and upset about the things that have happened, including the things they might have done to each other. Men feel the full gamut of emotions, and anger is one of those. Sometimes that anger comes out explosively, and often it’s ugly. It is so important to me that we earnestly engage with men’s anger in a genre about close, personal relationships. We often get angry on behalf of characters that are being done wrong, and I think it’s so important that we interrogate the kinds of anger we allow characters to express in our shows.

With these two, there’s something so special about the tenderness Hantae showed Baram before, during, and after the boxing sequence to make sure Baram finally let out his own frustrations and hurt.

#Ben writes #sing my crush #korean bl #bl series

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rebouks · 2 days

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-- anon

I'm sorry, but what kind of accent does Ivan have? He's the only sim who speaks that way and now that he's more in focus, I can't help but wonder where he comes from! Also, while I'm at it, I've also noticed that you stay loyal to the Sim world ("speaking in Tartosan" "a Tartosan goddess", etc), and while it's obvious that Tartosa was based on Italy and Spain, do you imagine your characters being from real countries and with distinct cultural backgrounds?

hmmm idk that he really has an accent as such, it's more that he speaks more loosely/common than every one else. i don't really have voice claims or any real countries to pin these pixels to cos they're sims u kno, it'd probs get messy if i started tying things to irl and not others.. so nah, other than rough stuff like vaguely japanese for mt. komo or italy for tartosa i don't pin em to real places ig you could use my northern english accent as an example tho, like my mom is pretty well spoken but still northern right? so she pronounces her t's n shit but my accent is way more common and i drop all mine to a ridiculous extent (if i was to write butter or water the way i'd say it it's practically unreadable lol.. like bu'uer? bUHer?? idk lmao) so Ivan probs speaks like me tbh.. Tommy, Rhys and a couple others speak that way too and Oscar does when he's drunk

-- @zosa95

For Bryatt!

Disagreements: How often do they argue/disagree? ehhh probs not a lot, i can't imagine Wyatt engaging in pointless arguments, he'd just walk off lmao

Sex: Who moans the most? Brynn..

Family: Who changes the diapers? mostly Brynn

Family: Who gives their children ‘the talk’? idk ig with Ellis it'd be Wyatt but it'd be like "wrap it up n' pee" so i can see Brynn adding to that 😆 all Brynn if they have a girl tho

Affection: Who gives the most kisses? Brynn!

Sleeping: Who wakes up with bed hair? Wyatt.. u know Brynn has pictures of that shit

Home: Who does the groceries? Wyatt.. gotta make sure actual food is in the house u kno

Miscellaneous: Who kills the spiders around the house? no one.. lil spider did no one any harm 🕷

Miscellaneous: What do they tease each other about? hmm idk if they tease each other all that much tbh, they're playful but not at each other's expense u kno

-- @akitasimblr

hello becca! for salton, pleeeeeeease <33

Who is on top? Sid most the time lmaooo.. let's face it, Alton be lazy n' submissive

Ever had sex in public? a couple times

Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? in between? mostly the latter

Where is the strangest place? probs a broom cupboard or smth at uni idk lmao 😆

thanks!!!

-- anon

I know you don't do WCIF but would you mind sharing the creators you like most for male sim clothes? I struggle to clothe my guys a lot and I noticed you have a huge cast of male sims, so I was wondering. My bad if this sort of ask is unwelcomed too tho

but.......... skjdskj idk darte77 and gorillax3 are prolly good places to start or u kno.. google

-- @akitasimblr

hello becca!!! one more extra i wish to know of: well, a couple now, rickey love and patrick harvey :) a) where are they living now? b) what do they do for a living? c) any chances of seeing them again in fib (or their daughter...??)? thank youuuu!

ohhhh idk.. i think the whole point of em, as sad as it may be, is that Oscar n them lost touch n they kinda fell off the face of the earth u kno? a price Oscar paid for his choices ig never say never tho! and we'll see 'em again when i eventually get round to doing a uni flashback for Oskie so yay! 🤸‍♀️

OC Deep Dive Questionnaire Tag

A set of 20 questions to get to know your OC! ty for the tag @dandylion240 @hannahssimblr @sirianasims & anyone else i forgot <33

ROBINNNNNNN 🧡

What uncommon/common fear do they have? that Oscar will disappear off into his confusing world of horribleness Robin doesn't fully understand yet ;-;

Do they have any pet peeves? not rlly.. pretty hard to piss the guy off

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? headphones - cameras - letters ^^

What do they notice first in a person? their thoughts 👀🧠

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? idk.. 4/5? i imagine he's kinda used to feeling other ppls pain as well as his own but he's still a baby ;-;

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? FIGHT!

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? yeeeeah.. he likes some quiet time now n then but he loves his family sm 🤗

What animal represents them best? fuck if i know.. a fly on the wall? lmao

What is a smell that they dislike? stinky younger sibling diapers

Have they broken any bones? not yet.. somehow

How would a stranger likely describe them? weird.. QUIET

Are they a night owl or a morning bird? night owl.. it's peaceful when everyone's asleep 💤

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? cilantro/coriander - pastries

Do they have any hobbies? photography - pissing around in the sea/on his bike/in whatever he shouldn't - writing to Alex - SPYING ON PPL

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? u can't surprise the lil guy.. i dare u to try

Do they like to wear jewelry? yeah ig as much as a kid does.. string stuff, friendship bracelets or w/e

Do they have neat or messy handwriting? kinda messy.. maybe it'll be neater later

What are two emotions they feel the most? intrigue & overwhelmed

Do they have a favorite fabric? he said he doesn't care

What kind of accent do they have? ✨imaginary pixel land accent✨

and ty to anyone who's sent me any love trains recently <33333 ily all sm but i got overwhelmed the more i let pile up in my inbox so i deleted everything so i could breathe again 🙈

#ranswers #tag games n such #idk i'm tired #enjoi

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byrdtrolls · 3 months

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Nightmare Blunt Rotation

What’s one thing you never expected to happen in February 2024? Is it an Ervmir Demork Drabble?

(hehe, a short little side thing I wrote)

It’s late into the day. You are playing an indie dating sim on your laptop in the front hall. It is the only place in your penthive apartment where there are reliably no other people or servants. Though the dark glow of security cameras reminds you are always being watched all the same. You like to stay up late in the day, when it’s quiet and most of the staff and your father’s ‘friends’ have long since gone home. You are completely bombing it on all these conversation options. You like to do no-mercy runs on kiss in the dark demon quadrant simulator and get all the bad endings.

Suddenly, the doorbell rings.

“Uh, sir?” You hear from behind the wood.

“Hello?” You reply.

“Ervmir” The voice replies, and you recognize it as the buildings security guard. “Can you get your father?”

“Depends why” You answer.

“This woman is demanding to see him, I tried to get her to leave, but I think she’s lost her marbles-“

“OPEN UP HASCHA” insists a demanding, female voice who begins banging on the doorway.

You curl up into a little ball on the couch.

“You’re a really bad security guard!” You yell. “Who the fuck is that!”

“She’s like eight feet tall! What was I supposed to-“ The guard argues.

“Figure it out!” You squeak.

“I demand to speak to Hascha” Orders the woman.

“I’m going to tase you” the guard says to her. “If you don’t leave.”

“Less warning-more tasing!” You order.

There is a sound of a large thud, and a scream.

You back further into your corner, hoping the security guard has been triumphant in whatever struggle just occurred, but the universe would never be so kind.

“Open the door” says the woman. “Hascha will recognize me”

“Yeah well” you stutter. “If you hurt the security guard! He’ll be angry!”

“Go to bed Erv,” Says a male voice. “Two in the damn morning.”

You jump as your father enters the room from behind. Against all logic, he walks over and opens the door.

A giant, horrific beast of a woman dressed like Mary Poppins straightens her back, covered in blood.

Hascha glances at the bottle of wine in his hands, and then back at her.

“Haha” he says. “I wondered if Eponin and all those bitches were crazy.” He says. “Are you real?” He says, waving a hand in front of her.

“Im real” she says. “I'm standing right in front of you” she says, sidestepping your father into the hive, much to your dismay.

“Verula, did you fall from heaven because I thought you dropped dead 50 sweeps ago” Hascha jokes.

“Ha ha. You’re drunk” she says.

“I must be. Did you kill my security guard?” They stutter.

“My kismesis was murdered right in front of me” Verula replies.

“Right” your father says, wincing, scratching the back of his neck. “Bummer. That is so rough Buddy.”

“Do you still have that cask I gave you 60 sweeps ago from that off world winery?”

“Now you’re speaking my language. But also no, I already drank it.” Your father says, leaning on the wall.

“Hascha!” You squeak. “Who the fuck is this! She killed our security guard!”

“I’ll explain to you when you’re older. Go to bed, Erv.”

“Why. It’s not like I’ve got shit to do tomorrow” you retort. “In case you forgot, you fired me”

“Who is that?” Verula says, staring at you.

“Oh this grub I adopted” Hascha replies.

“Why?” Verula.

“I dunno. For fun. To make my life worse”

“Whatever” she dismisses. “Can I stay at your place for a couple nights.”

“Of course,” he says, leading the woman upstairs. “Everyone’s trying to kill you by the way. They’ve all lost it.”

“Wonderful” the jadeblood says, wiping blood off her face.

And then you are in the front hall, alone. You sigh. It’s just you and the dead security guard. You try to ignore him for a moment, but you have not yet sunk so low morally that you can continue to play a dating sim over a fresh corpse. You take a deep breath, closing your laptop, and walking over to him. Shakily, you reach over and pull his id out of his vest, and go to call this guy's family.

You are in the front hall again the next time you see her. You had to wait even longer for the hive to empty. Hascha and their mysterious undead fling had been having some kind of kismesis grief bender for the past week, and avoiding them at very nearly any time of night or day has become more difficult and frustrating. You are trying to finish a demon’s route in the game when you are once again interrupted.

The two large trolls are walking into the kitchen, giggling with each other.

“Maid!” Hascha calls. “We can cook something- Where is the- Maid!” He says, stumbling around.

You sigh. This was not the first time he’s lost track of time and forgotten the servants go home at day. Hopefully Verula could be a voice of reason to him. You don’t want to have to tell him again. For some reason he always gets upset with you, like you were insane for reminding him the hive staff slept.

“Maid!” Verula calls. “Maid!” Oh, wonderful. You think. They’re both on something. They’re both intoxicated.

The calling out for the maid and wandering around the hive and resolving into giggling continues for some time, before you snap.

“It’s two am! The staff went home!” You shout.

“Motherfucker.” Hascha complains. “Go to bed, Erv!” He says, hypocritically. “Whatever. We’ll order online.”

“You can order food online? Like through a computer?” Verula says, like a woman who’s been dead for a long time.

“New age magic darling- the miracle of computer.” He says, taking a moment to try and doordash on his phone. The jadeblood plucks a joint from his hand.

“Do the robots deliver it?” she jokes.

“Nah, just app people” he dismisses.

The woman coughs.

“What?”

“Like the people who work for the app” he says. “They get a message and deliver the food” he attempts to explain. The jadeblood takes another hit.

“An army of people in the app?” She says, looking over his shoulder.

“Yeah” he says. “Wait- give that back” he says, trying to grab the joint.

“What?” She says.

“I forget if I laced that one.” He says, taking back the joint.”

She stares at her now empty hand.

“You know Hascha” she says. “I didn’t think you’d still be like this.”

“What?” He says.

“You know. When you got kicked out of the fleet and put on planet arrest” The jadeblood says, giggling. “And you were like, I’m gonna spend every day partying like there is no tomorrow and doing hard drugs and shit. I thought you were just like. Going through something. And you’d come to your senses in like, a few sweeps at most. And get back on your feet. And weasel your way back into the fleet or something. And you’re still doing this shit? And you have a kid?” She says

“Hey” he says. “I own a billion dollar news company.”

“You’re having a laced joint on a Tuesday night after we already drank the rest of that wine.”

“One you just stole from me” They retort. “Glass hives, darling.”

“If I were a better person,” She says. “I’d be worried about you.”

“If I were a better person” He replies. “I’d want you to worry about me.”

“You’ve really been doing this?” Dentry says. “For 50 sweeps? Did 857 truly break your pan so badly?” She says, miming a knocking motion on their head. It’s unfitting the seriousness of the conversation, but he does not seem to mind.

“Maybe not all the time,” He says. “Sober up for a couple weeks, or a month, your tolerance builds back up, you can put your life back together just enough that everything looks fine on the surface and money keeps flowing, and then go have fun again.”

“Sounds like you have it down to a science” She says. “What a miserable way to live.”

“Oh it's a wonderful way to live” He argues. “Probably gonna die someday” They admit. “But it’s a wonderful view from halfway down.”

You turn up the music on your headphones, and try your best to return your focus to the game. But it’s too late- it's ruined. You are clicking through the options but your brain is barely processing them.

Eventually there is a loud thud from the other room.

“Fuck” you hear the jadeblood say. “That is- shit” the woman says, clearly having a sub optimal time.

“What?” Hascha says.

“I think it just hit me” she stumbles. “I think that was laced. That is- too much uppy. Not enough downy.”

“Don’t freak out,” he retorts.

“I’m not freaking out. I’ll be fine. Do we have more wine? Or normal weed? I’m just need something more downy”

“Maybe-“ Hascha says, and then proceeds to look in all of the various places in the hive where they kept alcohol. This takes a long time. There are many places.

“Fuck” he says. “I think that’s everything. Where’s- MAID!”

“The maid went home!” You snap, again.

“Erv” he says. “Perfect” he says, stumbling into the room.

“I need you to go to the winery on 5th and downing. The one we like. I need you to grab like 15 Domaine Leroy for the lounge and 10 Corton-Charlemagne for the cellar. Make sure it’s the one with 18% alcohol from that place in Tuscany. Take the spaceship.” He says, dropping the keys in your hand. Fascinating, how he’s able to remember everything about the winery so specifically except a very key detail.

“The winery” you say. “IS CLOSED! IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY.”

“Christ, well you don’t have to yell you little shit.” He retorts.

“I don’t think you need more wine” You say.

“Verula’s freaking out” They say, waving their hand dismissively.

“Exactly why you should not give her more alcohol, genius” You say softly.

“What was that?” He snaps.

“Nothing” You mutter, losing your nerve.

“Okay” Hascha says, turning and stumbling away. “Here’s what you do-“ he begins, and then walks out of earshot. Several minutes pass. You begin to silently hope he has gone and passed out someplace, muttering to himself, but right when you are going to go back to bed, he returns, holding a crowbar, which he then hands to you.

“Okay Ervmir- here’s what you do. You’re going to break into the winery.”

“What?” You say, hoping he is joking.

“Step one: you break the winery window. Step two, you leave 5 hundred thousand Caegar bills on the desk in reimbursement. You take all of the liquor you can fit into the spaceship- actually I don’t trust you with the spaceship. You WALK to the winery but still carry as much alcohol as you can fit in the spaceship. And everyone wins”

“I lose,” you say. “I get arrested.”

“No you don’t- you do it all very quietly.” Hascha reassures.

“I can’t WALK to the winery!! It’s day! I’ll get burned!”

“Erv, Verula is really freaking out. And her freaking out is freaking me out. And we really do need new alcohol.” Hascha says, picking you up, and placing you in the hallway outside their penthouse apartment.

“What! No! I’m not stealing you booze! What if a paparazzi sees me!!” You plead to deaf ears as he takes your keys, holding them out of your reach.

“Listen” he says. “I’m going to lock you out. And you aren’t allowed back in. Unless you go to the winery. Okay? Thank you. Goodbye Erv.” He says, and he shuts the door in your face. Motherfucker. You are going to kill him for real someday. You bang on the apartment door, part in hopes he’ll change his mind and part in an expression of anger and frustration.

Before eventually, your breathing evens enough that you pull yourself to your feet, and storm off in search of an umbrella.

Two whole hours later, you bang on the door again, with a cart full of wine from the winery.

Hascha opens it.

“Ervmir” he says. “What took you so long”

“Ha Ha” you reply, voice layered with contempt. “It takes a while to break into a winery”

“It seems like an in and out kind of deal” he critiques.

“You’re lucky I came back at all” you say.

Verula, the woman herself, peeks out of the hallway.

“Thank you Ervmir.”

“I hate you both and I hope you die. I poisoned every one of these” you say, shoving the cart into the room.

“He’s joking” Hascha reassures the jadeblood, who true to his word, looks a little freaked out.

“One of these days I won’t be!” You snap. “I’m gonna go call Esveri.” You say, your voice cracking.

“You’re gonna call your boyfriend at, what is it? 4am?”

“WHO ELSE WOULD I CALL?” You snap. “Hire me a twenty four seven therapist! You might as well pay someone to parent me if you’re going to try this hard!” You yell, storming off to your room.

You shut the door, but linger by it.

“He’s a good kid,” You hear Verula mutter softly to your father, popping the cork off a bottle.

“He hates me.” Hascha replies

“Yeah, well, no shit” the jadeblood answers.

#alcoholism tw #drug use tw #addiction tw #emotional abuse tw #ervmir writing #my writing #fantroll #fantroll rp #homestuck #homestuck oc #homestuck rp #hiveswap #friendsim #pesterquest

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koloniasims · 2 years

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SIMSTROUBLE HAIRS IN THE ACADEMIA PALETTES

HAIRS » Add-on swatches: 28x in the Historian, 28x in the Scientist » All 17 versions including decluttered » Not pictured: Eddie & Lorenzo » Meshes required and linked below

ACCESSORIES » 55 stand-alone swatches listed under hats » Included: Zenais clip, Melite hairtie, Sharon bandana (solid & plaid) » Meshes not required

All credit for these lovely meshes goes to @simstrouble! Download links under the cut.

Sorry for this post being generally lower effort than usual, ya girl doesn't have the spoons for many things rn (e.g., excessive sim modeling and even merging packages), but I still wanted to get these posted since they were done. I also recolored Eddie and Lorenzo, but I struggle making and modeling male sims, so I abandoned all hope of having decent previews for them.

MESHES (In order as pictured) Zenais | Melite | Sharon (updated version) Tyler | Naia | Marcia (updated version)

Mega (individual files) / SFS (zipped)

@academiapalettes @mmoutfitters @maxismatchccworld

CC in this preview: BOPxAH00B date night top recolor

#creator: simstrouble #academia palettes #historian palette #scientist palette #ts4 hair recolor #ts4cc #s4cc #ts4mm #ts4 mm cc #koloniasims dl #cc hair recolor

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rosebarry16 · 1 month

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~~~~~~ 2 o'clock hook up~~~~~~

(adler x male bell)

Warning : Smut, strong language, alcohol

Also this isn't my first time writing but I just got an idea and here we are and Iam so sorry if it's terrible, I tried my best and I'll do better in the future :')

Enjoy :3

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It's 2 A.M and everyone was asleep except for two human beings, they couldn't sleep nor feel like they wanna close their eyes.

Bell couldn't sleep because of memories and flashbacks are hunting him since the brainwash process occured.

"shit.." he sat and held his head, feeling the temperature rise. It hurts him too much that he wished someone would be near him to comfort him from pain,

he couldn't take it anymore. He got up from his bed and exited the bedroom, he felt dizzy but ignored it and went downstairs to the kitchen.

The kitchen was nothing but dark as moon light takes over the place, bell went to the counter and picked up the phone. He dialed the number and hesitated to call but he dialed it anyway

*On the other hand*

Adler was in the dark living room smoking a cigarette, watching out the window. He got distracted when the phone started to ring. He answered it

"hello?"

"oh..hey, I didn't know you we're still awake."

"yeah I'm still awake, why are you up so late?"

"I'm getting flashbacks again and it's hurting me so bad, what about you?"

"just stress or some kinda shit"

"uh...i was wondering if you would hang out and maybe drink or whatever"

"sure, give me a minute or two"

"no adler, don't worry I'm coming to pick you up"

"you sure?"

"yes I'm sure"

"then I'll see you" he hanged up the phone and waited for bell to arrive, 30 minutes passed and someone pulled up in front of his house. Adler looked outside then took his jacket and headed to the car, he looked at him and drove of.

They were in the car. Gazing at the ocean waving, bell decided to break the silence "how long haven't you been sleeping?" he asked "I do sleep but 2-3 hours then I wake up, even if it was too early I can't go back to sleep" adler explained and bell nodded in understandment but at least adler doesn't get kept from sleeping from over thinking or flashbacks.

"although I should be asking that question bell." adler looked at him as he took a sip of whiskey "these memories and flashbacks are fucking me up, it's a pain in this ass they won't let me sleep. I don't remember the last time I slept without feeling anything" adler got closer to bell and continued to listen

"I just can't go on with this, I'm tired. What hurts me alot no one is with me to bear my pain and I'm so lonely...like..." bell struggled to go on so he smoked and his eye got back to the bluse ocean.

Adler's hand climbed bell's hand and squeeze his fingers underneath bell's palm "I can be there to protect you" bell didn't believe his words at first but kinda felt like adler cares about him more then anyone

More then park, Sims, lazar or Mason and woods

Hell, he's in love with him but he just treat him like anybody else in front of everybody, that's the outside but on the inside.

He'd do anything to protect him, guilt is growing inside of him but he has to do what he does to bell for avoiding perseus from destroying Europe and get informations related to the locations they want to know about.

"bell, I'm not sure how to tell you this but I can make the pain go away" bell smiled like adler just told him a joke and kept drinking

"you can't"

"what if I told you I'm capable of doing it?"

"prove it blondie"

"Your challenging me?"

"yeah and since I'm a bit drunk, I bet you don't know how to make me busy"

"oh yeah? Let's go back to your place and I'll show you"

Bell started the engine and drove away, while driving adler noticed bell has a boner since they argued. He acted like nothing happened and waited until they pulled up to bell's house.

Adler and bell got upstairs as they're making out, adler pushed him to the bed and got on top of him, their tongue were fighting and bell's hands slowly went to adler's ass, they stopped to take a breath and pulled away but his saliva is mixed with bell's.

"come on, show me what you got"

Adler unbottened bell's pants and took out his hard like rock cock, at first he started to lick the tip softly then got into his mouth. Going back and forth and looking up at bell who moans and placing his hand on adler's blonde hair, he got going crazy by controling his tongue underneath his cock and stroking him while sucking.

"adler I think I'm gonna-"

"not yet bell"

He did not want to end it without feeling his cock throbbing in his throat, bell couldn't take it and went deeper until he reached adler throat. Making him choke but that's not it.

After the deepthroat, bell got alot hornier and ready to fuck the shit of him, he grabbed adler's hips and began to rub his hard cock against his ass. Adler didn't really want to be teased so he got idea of making bell go in, his moans and grouns were driving him insane

He begged him as he was going in and out, adler grabbed the bed sheets from how pleasure is getting to harder and more stronger. Bell started to stroke him,

"oh fuck! Ahh~" he was too sexy to keep going on teasing but bell kept thrusting hard "bell your so big, tear me apart!"

adler begged and kept making lewd sounds but as soon as he wanted to continue he felt a bash into his hole, he started to thrust.

"keep fucking me, fuck me like you're using me..just like I used you"

"I'm gonna break you so hard"

"come on motherfucker, that's what you got?"

Bell got more harder and harder, his right hand gasped adler's neck but since hearing his moans and beggings he has to cum

"I'm gonna c-cum!"

"cum in me bell, that's it. Fill me up you useless russian cunt~"

He took his last thrust and cummed into adler's hole, adler on the other hand felt bell's thick cum filled his hole as he was cumming.

They were covered in cum and saliva. Goddamn...late night fucking was the best,

"I told you"

"that's was amazing..you really proved it "

Bell held adler close, they kissed and one more time and drefted to sleep.

The end...

#call of duty cold war #call of duty #russell adler #adler cod #adler x bell

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teraxsimsx · 5 months

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Was trying to go live while making Ronan in cas but I was struggling so bad lmao and my conection was trash but that's alright I was still able to make a FINE A** male sim. I'm getting better hehe - download him for free off my patreon below!

#the sims 4 #sim dump #ts4 simblr #showusyoursims #sims 4 #sims 4 cc #ts4 #sims dump #sim download #ts4 sim dump #ts4 sims dump #youtube #sims 4 gameplay

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rodolfoparras · 2 months

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Right?!?? Calling it predatory is beyond awful and it just reeks of vilifying queer people. We aren't safe from it in every day life and now we aren't safe in our online spaces too?? Particularly in a space we curated for us because we want to write and discuss our queer fics?? And the sheer irony of (presumably) straight woman saying we are acting like a woman in gay bar like.....GIRL- GIRL ARE YOU HEARING YOURSELF-

And the twitter situation omg I have to briefly rant. Someone I follow commented on (albeit 2 years old) post of this straight girlie who was whining about the fact that character she likes was confirmed gay and how she wanted to keep drawing him in straight ship with her female self insert but people were mad at her for doing so. Like no shit 😭 she kept doing it for months after and I think she eventually stopped but like erasing character's sexuality like that when he canonically struggled with being gay too is just gross.

And my gods- girlies acting like Astarion is straight and guys acting like Shadowheart is straight is bane of my existence when all companions are canonically queer!!

As for games, Imma finally be able to properly play all of my favourite games because my laptop is so fucking old that it takes forever to play Sims 4 (admittedly I do have billion mods) let alone something else. I only played BG3 on my bestie's PC and I'll finally be able to do it properly 😭 I swear the only game I don't have any problems with playing on current laptop is Monster Prom. I tried playing Resident Evil 4 (another big hyperfixation) and it was so ungodly slow.

-🔮

Right?! And it’s literally on the verge of painting us as PREDATORS for writing fics? Like come on love both me and you know you aren’t that stupid to think what I do is predatory 💀

Also yes!! Like I said a privilege take to make by a straight woman 😭 like the self insert community isn’t a sacred straight space and fanfiction as a whole is not even a straight space 😭

Some ppl will never stop fascinating me bc I don’t understand this obsession straight people have with canonically queer characters. I don’t think I’ve ever seen an exclusively lesbian character and gone “let me make a male insert fic for her” like there is a whole lot of entitlement there. Not to mention how these little self inserts they make are always catered to white women. There was a Valentine’s Day cod post and i believe all characters except for gaz’s partner were white they will literally do anything to ensure there’s content for them

Also I can imagine how slow sims must’ve been my friend who has a good game set up still has issues with the game and I cant even imagine your situation also resident evil sounds like sm fun to play! I’ve only watched play through but I’ve loved every one of them!

#alec answers #🔮 anon

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anotherwonderfullife2 · 10 months

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Revisiting AnWL’s Original Bachelors

Before I state my own opinion on the bachelors, I’d like to address this:

So with everything else in AWL, the game’s original three bachelors (Rock, Gustafa, and Matthew) have received a facelift and slightly updated dialogue/cutscenes. I’ve seen a lot of back and forth online on whether people liked the big changes made to Matthew and Gustafa’s appearance (Rock’s appearance changed very little from 2004 to now) and I, for one, welcome our new(old?) bishie overlords. To really put this topic in perspective, I think we gotta keep in mind that when Another Wonderful Life came out, it was more-or-less 98% the same as A Wonderful Life, just with a re-skinned female PC and male marriage candidates. I have the strong suspicion that Gustafa, Rock, and Matthew (Marlin in the OG) were never originally designed or written with the intention that they would become the hottest bachelors in a female-led game. A lot of this can be seen just by comparing them to their female counterparts - all of the bachelorettes (aside from Nami) have a traditionally cute appearance and warm personality. The bachelors don’t follow this pattern as rigidly. Matthew is stand-offish, if not outright rude; Gustafa isn’t handsome; and Rock is.... well, flakey?

This isn’t to say the bachelors didn’t have their own charm at all. Rock shows his inner heart of gold on occasion, and is always honest. Matthew is a hardworking man just trying to contribute to his sister’s farm, and dealing with his own baggage. Gustafa is light-hearted and easy to please.

I think their facelifts in the most recent game just signals Marvelous’s commitment to appeal to more players within their target age range. Gustafa and Matthew look younger and bishie. Rock’s dialogue has him slightly more sympathetic. I don’t think these changes could be considered bad at all - just a sign of different times, with Marvelous understanding their players better.

Anyways, on to my opinions on the latest version of each of the three original bachelors: (I’ll give Gordy, the new bachelor, his own post later!)

Matthew is the first I wanted to talk about, because on the outside, he’s definitely changed the most. Gone is the bad-boy 90s delinquent hairstyle and demeanor that seemed more fit for a shonen manga than a farming sim - now he’s an office-worker bishie, but still struggling to make his own way in a new village, just like in 2004. Unfortunately, his updated looks don’t save him from his crappy attitude. One of his first rival cutscenes is him yelling at you for simply trying to carry on a conversation with Cecilia. You only get, like, two sentences in before he jumps down your throat. Ugh. That on it’s own way enough to discourage me from continuing to pursue him as a love interest. It’s just obnoxious and possessive. Would you believe this guy is 32 and still acting this way? In traditional fashion, other NPCs don’t call him out on his behavior, even Vesta, who knows how ‘he can be about Cecilia’ - and you’re just supposed to put up with it. I’m not sure if further cutscenes eventually remedy any of this, but his behavior is off-putting enough that I didn’t care about finding out.

Gustafa remains as chill and groovy as ever. He’s looking a little more John Lennon than elf/leprechaun these days, but the overall aesthetic is the same. They took his original shrugging animation away and replace it with the same generic arm-wave as everyone else, but not everything can be a victory. He has some expanded dialogue that freshens his character up a bit, and the love song he sings during the romantic cutscenes makes more sense in this translation than the first game. Gustafa was always my favorite in the first, and he continues to be so in this remake - always gentle and kind, and a good spouse and father. If only he could play more than one melody on his guitar. I just hope he bathes more often this time around.

Ah, Rock, the would-be playboy of Forgotten Valley. Still getting up at noon exactly. Still getting chased by the dog. His dialogue has been reworked to make him a little more humorous this time around, instead of mildly-annoying like before. The translators did a good job with him, and I was always interested in what he had to say, even if it was useless. Unlike Matthew and Gustafa, his design was almost entirely unchanged - his pants are slimmer and that’s it. His voice has also mysteriously deepened... though I wouldn’t put it past him to use a voice changer to try to entice the ladies. Just like Gustafa, his unique animation of gesturing with both hands was also removed for the generic arm-wave. He’s genuinely fun to talk to, just to hear what he has to say. His slacker attitude is off-putting as far as romance goes, though, even if none of the marriage candidates actually work on the farm. It’s about the attitude, people!

#sos a wonderful life #sos awl #another wonderful life #a wonderful life #story of seasons #rock #gustafa #matthew

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simmerianne93 · 9 months

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[Simmerianne93]Couple_poses_24

Hello everyone!!! How are you today???

I was going to publish these poses last tuesday, but I have being struggling with a couple of accessories that are going to come with some poses soon and I couldn't do the post even when I had the poses ready to publish.

I still haven't found the problem I'm having with one of the accessories but I stoped to make the post and give you some new couple poses.

I really love how they come together... the expressions and the movements.... since I truly hate making bed poses XD... But I needed them for one of my stories, so I made them and I'm really pleased.

I hope you like them as I do. It is a cute couple moment with some laughts and kisses.

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What is on it?

9 couple poses (made with a female rig and a male rig) + 2 all in one.

What do you need?

Andrew's pose player

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo.

A double bed with no footboard or with a really small one.

Instructions on the original post.

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I really hope you like them and I will say on advance: Thank you so much for use them.

@ts4-poses @emilyccfinds

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 7 months

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Hii can I ask for a romantic matchup if they’re still open?

Fandom(s): Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail

Age: 19 y.o. college student

Pronouns: He/they

Sexuality: Asexual homoromantic (so matched with male characters plz)

Zodiac/MBTI: Libra, INTJ / INFJ

Appearance: 5’5”, very dark brown, messy hair, and hazel eyes. My clothing style flip flops between baggy to preppy. I have a nose stud and small ear gauges. I also wear clear glasses.

Personality: I am very studious and love learning. I always have questions but often keep them to myself because of fear of being viewed as stupid. I have anxiety problems I've slowly gotten better at coping with. I tend to be a leader in groups because of how easy it is for me to get along with others. I’m funny, I find humor to be very important in my relationships. I’m quiet most of the time, but once I’m comfortable I’m pretty talkative. I try to return favors because people helping me means a lot to me. I’m very creative, like to see things in multiple different perspectives and make new ones. I'm dyslexic and am very insecure about it ;;w;;

Likes: Learning, teaching (I’m majoring in education!), my pet birds, fantasy, history, art, sleeping

Dislikes: Excessive noise, blood (i’m very squeamish), aggressiveness, not understanding things, being judged by I can't control

Hobbies: Reading, making art (digital mainly), playing the sims 4,

Thank you in advance! ^ ^

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchups!

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

Alhaitham is a good person to go to when you have questions. He knows a lot of things and, contrary to what many think, won’t tease you for now knowing things. There’s a lot of information in the world and since he doesn’t know it all, he doesn’t expect you to either.

He’s glad you have a fondness for history. That’s one of his fields of experience so he’s happy to talk to you about whatever you want regarding history.

Helps you out with your dyslexia. He knows quite a few books in the library that have been specifically designed for people with dyslexia.

And if there’s something you’d like to read but are struggling with, he’ll read it out to you. He’s got a really nice reading voice but very few people have heard it so make the most of that rare experience.

Alhaitham’s not a huge fan of excessive noise either since he’s always reading or thinking over a problem. He’s happy to take you to his favourite quiet spots to spend time together in comfortable silence.

In Honkai Star Rail, I match you with...

This was a close call between Caelus and Dan Heng. But I think you get along a bit better with Caelus.

Enjoys reading with you. Whether he’s listening to you read or reading to you, he just likes the atmosphere it creates. Those moments are some of his favourites.

Caelus loves listening to you talk about anything and everything. He’s not super talkative himself so he’s content to just listen and occasionally make a comment. He especially likes listening to you talk about history since that’s something he finds interesting as well.

He doesn’t remember anything before Kafka so he enjoys filling in the gaps by listening to you talk about history. Part of him hopes learning about history will help him figure out his own past.

Please make a phone wallpaper for him using your digital art skills. He’ll smile every time he looks at it since it reminds him of you.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #genshin impact #alhaitham #honkai star rail #caelus

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staysaneathome · 1 year

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Five Ways Gertrude Robinson Didn’t Die (And One Way She Did)

(TW for Murder)

2) Sasha

“Afternoon, Mrs. Robinson!”

“Miss James.” Gertrude Robinson presses a button on the tape recorder in front of her. When it continues spooling, she raises an eyebrow, folding her fingers together. “How kind of you to drop by.”

“Sonja asked me to pick up some things related to an artefact that’s giving them trouble in Storage.” Sasha says, cheerfully, as she sets down a cup of coffee before her. “And I couldn’t miss out on the chance to have a chat with my favorite Head Archivist.”

Gertrude Robinson lets out a soft chuckle as she picks up the tea cup, contents still gently swirling from being stirred. There are still grains from the two sugar cubes dissolving in it as she takes a sip.

“You know, we could always use more hands and eyes down here.” Gertrude says, sweetly. “And then we could have all the chats we’d like.”

Sasha laughs, fiddling with the strap of her messenger bag as she takes a sip from a large travel cup. “Not before I convert you to the wonders of tea.”

The Archivist’s face screws up as she takes a larger gulp of her coffee. “You’ll convert me to that weak, dried, vegetable swill when I retire and the Institute comes down around our ears.”

Sasha laughs, head thrown back. “I guess we’re at an impasse then.”

“Well,” Gertrude settles into her chair, sipping contentedly. “I suppose I’ll have to settle for hearing what nonsense the other departments have got up to this week.”

Sasha laughs again, and launches into a tale of how Martin-from-the-library managed to somehow misplace an entire section of books when returning them to the shelves, again, much to Hannah’s furious consternation, that Director Bouchard was heard having a loud and rather explicit argument with another male voice in his office on Tuesday, and that Kikyo-from-HR is apparently having an affair with Diya-in-IT, according to Rosie, and that Tim saw Jon-Sims-in-Research set his own jacket on fire when trying to get a spider off while holding a cigarette.

And Gertrude Robinson drinks it all in like she does her coffee, greedy sips as her eyes almost glowing with interest, seeming to derive as much of a caffeine boost from the gossip and company as from the drink.

Which is what made Sasha break her stride momentarily when Gertrude’s head begins to loll, face going slack before she seems to forcefully refocus herself, her breath coming shorter and shorter until she holds up a wavering hand to interrupt the slew of information.

“Wh, what…?” The Archivist’s eyes are struggling to focus. “I, wha, how…?”

“You know, my mum’s always had awful insomnia.” Sasha confides. “If she wants to even drop off, she needs a pill a night. Her latest doctor put her on a new one, filled with…oh what was it…pentobarbital, yes, that’s it. Now, having one or two are quite harmless, but a few dozen or so capsules emptied into a cup of coffee?”

She spreads her hands and shrugs as Gertrude Robinson stares down at the mostly drained cup before her.

“Y-you—!” She slurs, slumping back in her chair, hands forming claws in the air before her as she grasps desperately for the cup. “Wh, ho, whuh, hu-uurgk—!”

“It’s nothing personal.” Sasha says cheerfully as she collects the tape recorder and the mug. “It’s just the job market is murder right now, you know?”

She laughs at the joke as Gertrude Robinson lets out a wet gurgle.

“Rent isn’t getting any lower, sadly.” She shares a knowing look with Gertrude, who stares back at her with spittle flecking her cheeks. “Your generation was the one blessed with the property boom, after all. And I love working here, but not for the salary I get right now, trust me.”

“Plus, I’m just.” Sasha makes a gentle throttling motion to the air in front of her. “I’m, I’m hungry, you know? Not for, for a sandwich or anything like that. I’m one of the best in research, if not the best. I know I could do great things as a department head here. I just need the chance.”

Gertrude flops over sideways as her core muscles give out.

“But Will just got promoted there, and to be honest, I’m getting a bit tired of it? Like, I feel like I’m just coming in every day to listen to music and do my job in the background, it’s just no challenge anymore. I think I’d go mad from boredom as head of the Library. No thank you to Artefact Storage, I know that’s just asking for more trouble than it’s worth. But the Archives?”

Sasha seals the plastic baggie she’d deposited the cup in, tucks it into her bag alongside the still running recorder, then whirls on her heel to ease her audience out of her chair. “Oh, imagine the things I could do here! I could actually get this place organized for a start, digitize things so people don’t need to keep coming down here for the paper copies of incidents, make it more accessible for the world to see… We could even publish statements! I know several academic journals that’re hankering to know what we get here, not to mention how well they’d go down online with barely any marketing! Privacy agreements don’t last forever, and I’m sure some celebrities in the past century must have come down here to confess their personal nightmares. Even if they haven’t, everyone loves a good horror story.”

Her gaze vanishes into the middle distance, a dreamy smile on her face. “Director Bouchard might even appoint me as his successor when he finally steps down. The first female director in the Institute’s history! I think ‘Director James’ sounds good, don’t you?”

Gertrude Robinson lets out a wheezing rattle, one arm flailing for Sasha’s face.

“Ah, ah!” Sasha leans out of the way, shuffling back a few steps with a click of her tongue. “Can’t let you get any of my DNA on you, or round here. Though I suppose it won’t matter if it’s on your body, given what I’m going to do with it, but it won’t look good if I show up to work all scratched after you’ve mysteriously disappeared.”

Gertrude’s eyes are fixed on her. Even as her body weakly convulses, going a bit more limp each time, she still stares.

“It’s nothing personal.” Sasha says gently, defensively. “It’s just. Well. You’re old. You should have retired by now—anyone sensible would have. I’m sorry that your family won’t have any body to bury, but needs must. I’ll wait until you’re dead before I put you into the chest in Artefact Storage, at least. The one people can never get things out of again. No murder investigation if there’s no body, after all!”

Gertrude Robinson’s lips move one last time.

The old lady lies silent and still.

She’s still staring.

Even as Sasha loads her body into the covered transport cart she’s borrowed from Sonja, her eyes never waver. Sasha has to snag the contents of a few extra boxes to try and block it out, along with covering the corpse.

The cart is heavy, but Sasha’s proud to say that the crossfit class she attends every fortnight is finally paying off. Getting her load to Artefact Storage is simplicity itself.

Sasha James deposits her cargo, returns the cart and gives Sonja the documents she was after, and goes back to work. She chats amiably with David about how annoying the upcoming train strikes will be, jokes and teases Tim when he and Jon get back from followup on a case where some yummy mummy is convinced the new nanny’s head had been filled with spiders.

She gets herself a takeout from the nice Italian on her way home, and a bottle of expensive champagne that she doesn’t drink.

She’s got to save it for celebrating her promotion, after all.

The next week, Elias Bouchard comes down and announces that Jonathan Sims will be the new Head Archivist.

Jon, for his part, seems as blindsided as everyone feels, gaze fixed firmly on his shoes and laugh small, incredulous, and flustered every time someone congratulates him.

Sasha smiles as she delivers hers.

She’ll smile when Tim rants on her behalf, ribbing gently with him, making a show that while she’s disappointed, she doesn’t begrudge Jon the position, not at all.

Even if he’s clearly making a hash of it as the weeks and months go on, bullying poor Martin to cover up for his own deficiencies as she runs gentle, understanding interference.

It’ll be good to have a few character witnesses when the time comes for Jon to have an unfortunate little accident, after all.

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