#blossoming feelings

[avatarofcats]

✨🫑[NIGHTBRINGER!SATAN x GN!READER] 🫑✨

Word count: 1,343

Tags: slight angst, mentions of blood(not gore), cannon divergence, blossoming feelings, fated lovers(just a smidge), bad language

It was in the way Satan observed you in the first week of you arriving in the Devildom. He’d been pacing around in his room, furious about something he distantly remembered as having something to do with Lucifer, chewing his nails to the point of bleeding, when he spied you through the window pane in the courtyard below. All he could hear was his own aggressive pants as his blood pressure climbed, trying his best to control his spiral as you stooped low to do something. Eyebrows raised, he took a step closer to the window, bleeding fingers coming to rest on the sill as he spotted the cause of your actions. A fat white cat. He snorted, barely composed. That cat had avoided his affections for weeks, there was absolutely no way you were about to come out of this with a new friend. He saw your mouth move, and to his surprise, fat white tilted its head curiously. Then it stretched, slowly padding toward you, before fucking rolling onto its back, and gently pawing up as it allowed you to pet its stomach, unrestrained. Satan lost it then, stepping back in a renewed fury, storming over to his desk. Cats were the one thing he had that the others weren’t interested in, the one thing that not even Lucifer could ruin, and you’d decidedly encroached on his territory. Wildly shaking hands dove through the messy pile of notes, spitting wild curses to himself as he looked for something specific. Ah, found it. He grabbed a wrinkled note with his terrible excuse for handwriting on. He checked it once, twice. If you liked cats so much, then he would trap you as one to teach you a lesson you’d not forget.

He strode purposefully out of his room, slamming the door so hard the wood rocked on its hinges, screaming falling on ignorant ears. Finding you was an easy task, he was simmering just below a pure fury, and his tunnel vision allowed for no distractions as he closed in on your location. You were still none the wiser to his intentions, having settled into a seating position onto the cobblestone, cooing softly as you gave the cutest cat you’d ever seen some attention. You sighed, contentedly. You didn’t feel the ominous presence arrive, not when the front door opened, and then closed quietly. Fat white stirred, cool blue eyes nervously flicking to the source of the noise. You turned, confused, and the black horns set against a light blonde told you who it was as you squinted at Satans figure. He raised a crumpled note, lips open to start talking, when fat white, frightened by the sudden appearance of the wrathful demon, yowled.

He sunk his claws into your wrist, ripping wildly as he attacked you, rolling quickly onto its front to skitter away, a blur as it jumped onto a stone wall, and then up and over the gate, disappearing out of your sight. Satan watched intently as your eyebrows upturned into that of a deep sadness, hand still half flexed in a petting position, deep ruby drops starting to slide down your skin from the wounds, face turning down to stare at the space where fat white once was. He stuttered, the start of the curse still stuck in his throat. The previous insurmountable anger rocking his skull started to ebb, blanketed by the temporary confusion of the situation. You winced, flexing your fingers, and quickly wiped your wrist on your jean pants to stem the tiny cuts adorning your skin from bleeding.

Your gaze resettled on him, and he froze. “Did you need something?” You asked him, and his emerald eyes darted down to his paper once again. He paused, eyes lingering over the written curse, and stuffed it back into his pocket. “No.” He scoffed, dropping himself down onto the step by the front door to regard you curiously. You gazed at him for a second too long for his liking, but when he went to scold you for it, he found himself asking you a different question instead. “You like cats, attendant?” He asked moodily, but due his tone, it sounded like a bored statement. You stood, and looked off in the direction that fat white had presumably retreated too. Taking a moment to think, you hummed. “Yeah, I like them. They’re cute.” You turned, and looked toward the house, at him. To circumvent the way his heart tinged with shame at his original intentions, he tried to continue the conversation with you, albeit poorly. “What, even that one?” He asked incredulously, gesturing a hand rudely toward fat whites escape area. You chuckled at him then, and he felt a confused flush start to settle on the column of his neck. What the fuck were you laughing at? Him? The audacity—

“Especially him.” You said emphatically, and it sent his train of thought crashing. “Why?” He heard himself say, barrels quieter than his thoughts. You gave him a nervous-perhaps even shy smile. “Everything deserves love. It wasn’t conscious for the cat to hurt me, it was afraid. It hurting me shouldn’t change that, not especially when I can see it was reacting from fear. My life hasn’t changed because of it.” You explained yourself, and he furrowed his eyebrows in a deep confusion. “But it hurt you.” He said dumbly, and you smiled. “Yes, it did.” You confirmed. He shook his head, with a frown. “I don’t understand you.” He said bitterly, and he heard your footfall on the old stone as you approached him to go back inside. “It’s alright. Just think about it for a bit. I’ll explain it to you another time.” He swore your voice held a tone of affection for him, but that was impossible. All he’d done since you’d arrived was destroy the house, and make your job of running after him and his ‘brothers’ harder. You spoke of it expertly, as if you were older than your years. Not impossible for another demon, if Satan was honest with himself. He was vaguely surprised with the way he didn’t find your words condescending, but comforting. You moved to walk up the couple of steps he was tucked on to get to the door, and when you stepped onto the same step he dwelled on, he couldn’t help but shoot his hand up, grabbing your shin firmly. You froze at the touch, eyes widening as you looked down at him, and he could feel your pulse pound under his fingers. He gazed up at you, intentions firmly concealed by a frightfully cool gaze. “I intended to curse you. That’s why I came outside.” He stated quietly, words equipped with a hardness to them. You noticed how his grip, already impossibly tight,started to squeeze tighter. He would not allow you free until you provided him with an answer. Your gaze crawled over his features, and he felt like you were searching for something that he feared wasn’t there. “Did you?” You asked softly, trying your best to ignore the dull ache creeping up your calf. He shook his head, almost like a guilty child. The tension between you both was thickening, and Satan’s inexperience in his feelings caused him to fall silent. You paused, hand nervously fluttering at your side, before you reached down, and gently put fingers to his scalp, slowly carding through his hair. “It’s alright.” You forgave him, and somewhere in the recesses of his chest, something weak and gnarled and ugly twinged. He released your leg, jean material scraping pleasantly against his palm, and your hand removed itself from his hair. You stilled, and when he made no effort to continue your conversation, you climbed the short way to the top of the step, and went inside. He remained there on the steps for some time, eyes squeezed shut as his body tried to calm down from your touch. It was in the way that you so calmly forgave him, without malice or discontent. It was in the way that his heart thumped belatedly, the way you shone your light on his misdeeds so honestly. He was powerless.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #Nightbringer #obey me nightbringer #obey me mc #obey me Satan #obey me Nightbringer satan #satan avatar of wrath #avatar of wrath #obey me x reader #satan x reader #Nightbringer!satan x reader #gender-neutral reader #otome games #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #blossoming feelings #mentions of lucifer #slight mentions of blood #avatarofcats #writing

[whatanightmaregrinch]

Deacon x Fem!Sole Survivor- unexpected

They’d been at a Red Rocket truck station, setting up camp for the night when Deacon approached her. She acknowledged him from her perch on the counter in the main area of the building, wafting the cigarette smoke away that had begun to collect in the air around her. He stood in the doorway at first, sunglasses glinting just slightly as the setting sun caught the lenses. He was still wearing an outfit he called his scavenger disguise, but had abandoned the coat in the garage adjoining onto the room they were in. “Hey, you got a minute?” He checked, and she shook her head, exhaling cigarette smoke. Deacon frowned unhappily, but she cracked a jovial smile, and he relaxed when he realised she was joking. “Go ahead.” She urged him, eyes darting out of the window to check the perimeter for just a second before returning her attention to him. “I just wanted to say, I’m used to flying solo. But I gotta admit, working with you makes me think I’ve been missing out. Having someone watching your back... is refreshing. Especially since you never know when the Institute is watching.” He confided, coming to lean on the counter directly opposite her. The conversation felt more intimate now he was closer, and she paused whilst considering how to respond. It didn’t seem like a lie straight off the bat, so she held her breath.  “The feelings... mutual.” She replied, also not a lie on her end. He was a good travelling companion, and he always considered their safety, if not a little too much sometimes. It beat having to worry about bringing Dogmeat into battle in any case. If anything happened to that dog, she would kill everyone and then probably herself. He smiled at her, but it made her feel strange; the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. “I gotta say, you make it look easy-” She opened her mouth with a confused look, but he continued through it. “-You have some built in advantages, though. Some people at HQ are jealous. You took the Big Nap and everyone you knew is gone.” Her nostrils flared at the very cheek of him, and her mouth shut, lips pressing together in a thin line as she intensely fought the urge to slap him across the room, chest painfully squeezing as she struggled with her buried grief. He tensed up slightly, hands gripping the counter just a little tighter than before. “Wait, hear me out on the silver lining.” He threw out his request and she took the bait; hook, line and sinker. She sucked some more of her cigarette down, the tobacco leaving an appropriately bad taste in her mouth, just like this conversation was. She eyed him, a silent request for him to continue.  “If a human in the Railroad slips up then they expose friends and loved ones to danger. You’re safe from that.” He pointed out, and she hated the way she agreed with him. If she were to leave traces of herself, then the Institute would have no-one to subjugate.  “Well, I guess I’m a little lucky, then.” She agreed with him. He took this as consent to move forward after his poor choice of words. “What’s done is done. Upshot is you’re in a position where you can act openly. If you go to ground, there’s little the Coursers can do about it.” She nodded in reply, fishing her lighter out when she realised her cigarette had fizzled out, flicking the lighter to get it to light. She watched the way the flame danced light across his face. He seemed tired, like he was bearing the weight of the world behind his sunglasses. She offered him a cigarette, he took it and they bowed their heads together, sharing the flame. He leaned back, inhaling. “It doesn’t matter much to me.” He rasped slightly, the smoke leaving his mouth as he talked. “I’m a synth. At least that’s what they tell me. So I really don’t have anything to lose.” She pursed her lips slightly at the revelation, staring at his face in silence. She flipped the lighter lid to it’s closed position, saying nothing. She’d heard from others in the Railroad already about Deacon’s lying habits, and the Commonwealth had never given her a reason to trust anyone, and Deacon had never given her a reason to  trust him either, outside of combat. She really didn’t know how to take his statement, so she kept quiet. Uncomfortable with the silence, he continued to talk. “For Glory and me, and the others, it’s easier to dedicate ourselves to the cause.” His hand wandered to his pocket, and he withdraw a piece of neatly folded paper. He handed it to her whilst he spoke. She took it in a hand, arm still slightly outstretched as she held it between them, displaying her concern at the note. “Since we’re travelling together, I want you to have this. It’s my recall code. If you ever want to know something about the Institute, read it to me.” Her brow furrowed. If she remembered correctly, she’d already heard of recall codes before. There was talk amongst settlers that Coursers could just walk up to people they didn’t even know were synths, shout some mumbo-jumbo, and they’d flop down; physically disabled. There would be no fight as the Courser slung them over their shoulder, in a true bogeyman fashion, taking them back to whatever dark crevice the Institute called home. Surely Deacon didn’t mean that type of recall code?  Her lips pressed into a thin line. Was this all he wanted to talk about? She’d wasted a cigarette on him, and for what- for him to give her almost direct access to ending his life? It was fucked if it was true, and fucked if it wasn’t. She scrunched the paper up in her fist and set fire to it with the lighter from her other hand, displaying how she felt about their exchange. His eyebrows shot up from behind his sunglasses as she dropped the burning paper on the broken tiles on the floor between them, watching the paper curl up and blacken in a short burst of flammability.  “Uh, listen-” He started, but she angrily stabbed her cigarette out on the side next to her, before slipping off the counter to stand up.  “No, you listen.” She commanded him, and he fell silent, the paper now burning a soft ember, starting to disintegrate. Her tone was flat, and serious. “If I wanted to murder you, I’d shoot you. Right here. You wouldn’t even realise you were dead.” She pointed a finger towards his temple, indicating her bullets pathway. He didn’t cower, but he tensed like he was expecting her to take her gun from her holster and shoot him the way she was showing him. His heartbeat was fluctuating wildly in his chest, he’d never experienced anything like this from her before, and he was committing everything to memory as he experienced it. He had no idea if she was telling the truth or not, but her eyes dug deep into his own, almost as if his sunglasses weren’t in the way. She even met his pupils. “--Not some stupid code that I don’t even really believe is real, Deacon. If I truly wanted to mess you up like you’re expecting, I wouldn’t give you the curtesy of reading the damn note to you. Are we done talking about this now?” She finalised with an expression he could not read, and without waiting for him to reply back to her, she scuffed the remains of the now burnt paper out on the floor and turned on her heel. She left him there to go fuss with her power armour in the garage of the truck stop, and he didn’t move from his position, lent on the side with a cigarette that had long gone out during their emotional siege. He didn’t know how to file the information he’d just received, and there was no way he’d be able to pick the conversation up again at a later date. Maybe he’d pushed her too far with the lie, but he told himself it was for her own good. Trusting people in the Commonwealth wasn’t a good idea. She didn’t get as far as reading his warning, but there was something in the way she destroyed it that set an uncomfortable train of thought in motion. He thought he’d judged her correctly, able to second-guess how she reacted. He assumed she’d believe him; maybe demand to know why he hadn’t told her before. He figured she would read his note, and accuse him of the one being secretive, despite the fact she’d broken his trust by reading the fake note. He’d been wrong. He wouldn’t have to wonder if she ever read the note, effectively ending his life in his pretend scenario, because she’d removed the factor from the equation. She’d put it in black-and-white terms for him. Whilst other people might have pissed their pants at their companion threatening them, Deacon saw what the words meant underneath the threat. There was no threat there, of course there wasn’t.  It was a facade, an act to distract him from her real feelings. It was her act of devotion to him, burning his lies up right in front of him- showing him without words that she wasn’t about to use something so personal against him, even when she didn’t believe any of the words that had come out of his mouth; that was what she’d wanted him to see. It was strange, the feeling of catharsis that rumbled through him. This woman was not to be trifled with, and Deacon would not make the same mistake with her again. He straightened, stubbing the cigarette that he’d barely touched out. He couldn’t know for sure, but deep in his chest, something began to stir. He couldn’t identify the feeling, but it tingled up his spine and seeped into his skull. His mind kept repeating over the way she looked at him, the way her eyes seemed to sparkle in a fiery refusal to do what was expected of her. The faintest smile touched his lips as he looked off in the direction she’d stormed off in, before pushing the door open to the dilapidated gas pumps outside, concerning himself with checking their perimeter.

#whatanightmaregrinch #Deacon #Deacon FO4 #Fallout 4 #Fallout #fallout companions #Fallout 4 companions #deacon x reader #fanfiction #slight angst #blossoming feelings #implied violence

[creativebeird]

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[anotherpapercut]

just had an absolutely sickening conversation with a 20 year old I work with wherein I had to impress upon her that her and her friends need to be extremely cautious going to the gay clubs right now with increasing attacks happening. make sure any very young, very newly adult queer people in your life know that we're a family and community and part of that is being willing to fight for your siblings lives if they're under attack. even if it's a person you despise, you stick up for your family and they will stick up for you. we are all we have. the cops refuse to help, and so do most people outside the community. we cannot survive without each other

#go in groups! leave before closing! bring something that can be thrown at someone! park close! #heart breaking #i dont wanna talk to the 18 year olds coming for the first time excited to have fun about how they have to be on guard at all times #i want kids who are just blossoming into the adults theyre going to be to have a safe place to feel loved and nurtured #im only 23 for christs sake #why am I having to talk to a 20 year old like im their 60 year old grandparent #i just want to feel safe with my community in what is essentially the family home

[eloquentmoon]

blossoming romance writing prompts:

accidental hand touching

eye contact across a crowded room

exchanging secret smiles

first conversations alone

admiring them from afar

asking them about their family

visiting them at their place of work

discovering common interests

exchanging gifts for the first time

a surprise encounter

picking a leaf/flower petal out of their hair, or brushing dirt off of their face

nervous embarrassment around them (blushing, fidgeting etc)

complimenting their appearance

looking at their lips as they talk

finding excuses to be alone with each other

naturally gravitating closer together

noticing their individual quirks

hello/goodbye hugs that linger

talking late into the night

clumsy attempts at flirting

sharing long term dreams, goals and aspirations with one another

playful teasing

being unable to keep their eyes off of them

attempting to find out if they are single/available

finding comfort in their scent

creating art inspired by them

sharing an umbrella in the rain, or a coat/blanket in the cold

surprising them with their favourite treat

visiting their home for the first time

confiding in them

#feeling so soft 1 11 and 25 have me WEAK #writing prompts #soft prompts #fluff prompts #relationship prompts #fic prompts #fanfiction prompts #writing #writers #prompts #prompt #fluff #soft #domestic #romance #romance prompts #blossoming romance prompts #eloquentmoon #my prompts

[uglygirlstatus]

at least we’ll always have Archie: The Musical

#riverdale #beronica #Betty Cooper #Archie andrews #Veronica lodge #jughead Jones #gay Kevin #clay walker #Cheryl blossom #Toni topaz #Julian blossom #and everyone else #my art #I have so many mixed feelings about s7 but above all at least we got this glorious masterpiece of an episode #I had to pay tribute and apparently draw the most complex time consuming art piece I’ve completed in two years. #t #riverdale I love you forever I will miss you until the end of my life

[omeleting]

🤨😒

#sk8 #sk8 the infinity #matchablossom #matcha blossom #joecherry #tumblr is telling me the 'official' matchablossom tag has a space in it but consider this: that doesnt feel right to me #so i'll just put both #now for My tags #hunter.psd #fanart: sk8 #pairing: joecherry #c: kojiro #c: kaoru

[uselessalexis165]

some trios with pink, blue and green color schemes 🩷💙💚

#i’m including monster high cuz it feels right #my text #powerpuff girls #sonic underground #monster high #amphibia #ppg bubbles #ppg blossom #ppg buttercup #manic the hedgehog #sonia the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #venus mcflytrap #robecca steam #rochelle goyle #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #sasha waybright

[rayjayoo]

surprisingly back with more phos doodles wOOOOOO

#ray art #houseki no kuni #land of the lustrous #hnk #hnk phos #phosphophyllite #post winter phos... #i really wish we could've seen more of antarc and phos duo i adored their interactions in what little time they had together #feel like they could've blossomed into a sweet friendship as they worked together more :(( #in another universe antarc was never taken away and the two continued to patrol winters together time to time.... #post winter phos just makes me so sad man #they had to go through the pain of losing a partner for the first time and you can tell just how deeply that affected them throughout the #rest of the story #and i just #hnngghbjkjkkk #even with the loss of their legs phos still maintained their spunkiness and innocence #but after the loss of their arms in that winter... #man #its so quietly heartbreaking to realize that there truly wasnt any going back after that winter for phos #they couldnt go back to being that naive and innocent gem they once were

[finncakes]

"Fearne...are you with me?"

"Always."

#critical role #cr3 #orym #orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway #fey blossoms #crying screaming throwing up #this line got me so much #zero hesitation. she is ALWAYS by his side and he is ALWAYS by her's. #don't wanna be without ya by penny and sparrow was on repeat while i worked on this #i love them so so much #for the love of god let them both make it through the solstice 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 #i just got a BAD feeling abt it...smth isn't gonna go good and idm what #but i cannot stand losing any of the hells...they're all so dear to me #however. these two. priority number one for me.

[mirrorgrets]

grabbing you by the collar. hey. hey. you're an orv fan right? you like found family-isms and insane dynamics right? hey you should read return of the mount hua sect. aren't you a reader? don't you want to be like kim dokja or something? come on you want to read this soooo badly. i'm biting you as i say all of this btw.

#IF YOU'RE DECIDING BETWEEN THE NOVEL AND THE WEBTOON I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THE NOVEL !!!!!! #IT GOES INTO MORE DETAIL ABOUT CHUNG MYUNG'S FEELINGS AND IT ALSO DISCUSSES MORALITY AND MORTALITY. basically more in depth #inspired by user ge's post lol ty for ur service #omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #전지적 독자 시점 #kim dokja #return of the mount hua sect #return of the blossoming blade #rotmhs #rotbb #hwagwi

[scaryhaven]

I'm so normal about the fact that the crew chose to use the unicorn hoof of all things for Izzy's new leg, its unbelievably moving. The unicorn was the figurehead of the ship, and back then figureheads embodied the spirit of the vessel, offering the crew protection from harsh seas and safeguarding their homeward journeys. Now i don't think i need to really explain just how beautiful this is, but, I'm also incapable of shutting up about Israel Hands, so. Izzy seems to assume everyone still hates him, and is drinking his many sorrows away, alone in his room, not knowing that the crew fully recognizes that Izzy saved them from Blackbeard, that he chose to protect them. The note said that Izzy is the ships "new unicorn" i.e. the new figurehead, this means that he also embodies the spirit of the vessel, and that they have faith in his continued ability to protect them, as is the job of the figurehead. Even the fact the hoof was painted gold seems intentional, gold in the bible represents love and protection, as if they are saying thank you for protecting us, now let us paint you in our protection as well Izzy. When they knocked on his door to give him his present, Izzy derogatorily calls himself a cripple, showing that he's feeling particularly clumsy and weak after his fall in front of everyone, and assumes this must be how everyone sees him now as well. But, unicorns actually represent power and grace, they've not only enabled Izzy to feel sturdy again physically with a new leg, they've also taken a bit of the weight off his shoulders emotionally by proving to him that he's not alone. Similar to his new leg, they're willing to bear some of the burden for him. And that's the thing, Izzy always tries to do things on his own, he gets drunk alone, he cries alone, his version of self-healing involves coming up with stories about sharks biting his leg off, and he even does that alone too. Yet they're giving him a sign that no matter how much he tries to self isolate, he's actually shit out of luck because they're there for him. What I appreciate about this show of support is the fact that they didn't force Izzy to accept the gift face to face, rather, they left it outside his room, proving that they know him quite well, and didn't want to push him too far too fast. Just like their extending of friendship, they are letting Izzy come to them when he's ready. But what i love most of all is that it actually works, this is what finally snaps him out of his spiral of depression, and gets him sword training again, improving himself rather than giving up, and engaging with the crew and helping them. This one show of solidarity, gratitude, and compassion, opens his eyes to the fact that he's a part of their messed up family, he belongs to something, and this fact alters Izzy forever.

#izzy said that piracy is about belonging to something and i think hes been contemplating his life as a pirate for a while. #not feeling he belonged anywhere esp because of how much ed has changed and the uncertainty of who he is and what his purpose is #so in one fell swoop they have given him clarity. direction and a fresh start i cannot wait to watch him fully blossom i love him sm #oh i also just like the simple explanation that hes a unicorn cuz hes special and one of a kind hehe #israel hands #izzy hands #ofmd #s2e4 #ofmd season 2 #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 spoilers #unicorn #meta #ofmd season 2 spoilers

[clustercraft]

a very happy minecraft 1.20 to all who celebrate ⋆˙ ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ

#I'M BACK BAYBEE!!!!! #feels so good to have my passion back for building again 😌😌 #minecraft #mineblr #minecraft build #minecraft builds #minecraft builder #minecraft 1.20 #vanilla #cherry blossom grove #aesthetic #cottagecore #my builds

[dazzlingkai]

ETERNAL LOVE (2017) "Even if you have to pay with your life for the bad things you have done, I will follow you in death. Here, in this world, no matter when, no matter where, as long as you do not betray me, I will never leave you."

#eternal love #ten miles of peach blossoms #cdrama #yang mi #mark chao #asiandramasource #three lives three worlds #cdramaedit #asiandramanet #cdramanet #dramaedit #olddramas #dailyasiandramas #gifs #gif #my edit #this drama made me feel every emotions all at once🥲 #it's giving soulmates 'we couldn't be together in this life so find me in the next one'

[dollya-robinprotector]

The feeling to be BACKKKKKKKKK

I'm tucking in my bed it feels so warm UwU) truly, really wish you guys best Christmas and New Year

#one night of rest tonight then~ #I'll be back with all the unfinished businesseses on this blog it's been so freaking long #ufufufufufufufufu I'm alll about feeling merry and hapi hapi now #dol pc #dollya art #lya the blossom #lyah the emancipated #kariya the alter ego

[pixelglam]

Best friends.🤍

#I cannot stop posting these days I feel too inspired and excited so I want to record a video on these two! #the cherry blossoms in the back <33 #these two are so cute!!!!!! #I love them #they're besties but they're so cute together that I want them to date but I might just keep them as friends #pixelglam #ts4 simblr #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 simblr #sims 4 screenshots #ts4 screenshots