#i Will make a pack of this eventually

[salthien]

bugs. gay ones, even

#hollow knight #quirrelhollow #hk quirrel #hk the hollow knight #thk #quirrel #ive been doing pomodoro method for packing and rewarding myself with ipad time #right one was initially going to have 'i survived being doomed by the narrative' shirts but i got lazy #please enjoy more gay bugs. i want to draw others eventually but i need to put thoughts into How i want to draw them #so will likely have to wait until after move #also shoutout to yrlocalghost for letting me appear out of nowhere slap art into a discord convo and then vanish again #i dont have anywhere else to test post/preview stuff (god knows im not posting qh art in the hk discord) #makes me less anxious when Someone Else likes it before i post anything :') #lorne art

[novaandover]

I get a lot of Kenergy from this trio

#geminitay #impulsesv #smajor1995 #scott smajor #secret life #trafficblr #mcyt #fanart #nova's art #For those who dont recognise the outfits: they are from the barbie movie #anyway sorry for the lack of art I've been busy making texture packs #also i havent watched any of their new episodes ill get there eventually

[childotkw]

Oh my God you like lucemond. My favorite writer likes my new obsession. The best tomarry/Harrymort writer I know likes lucemond.

When can we expect the fics? (Pretty please?)

Nnggghhhh fine. I'm thinking of calling it ruination because it's ✨dramatic✨

(Also, anons, you flatter me - let me repay your love by feeding our budding obsession)

It's essentially a 'Lucerys survives the fall and keeps his memories' story. The piece of Arrax's body that he was attached to took the brunt of the damage, and he washed up on a small rocky, uninhabited island, miraculously alive.

--- -- --- -- ---

Lucerys woke on the shore of an islet.

Cold water lapped at his legs, a teasing threat, and his body ached down to his bones. Each breath brought with it a fresh wave of agony, his ribs rattling in his bruised chest.

But none of that could eclipse the yawning, cavernous, echoing sense of loss ringing like a death knell in his heart.

Arrax.

His eyes burned with sea salt and sand and fresh tears. A sob caught in his throat, iron pooling in his mouth as his new reality etched itself into his soul.

His dragon, his life-long companion, his friend - gone. Snatched. Taken.

...

Eventually, Lucerys managed to pull his battered body further up the shoreline until he collapsed, trembling, at the base of the dark rock outcrop that seemed to dominate the tiny island. As he dragged his weakened legs close, leaving red imprints from his blood-soaked clothes, his dark eyes finally scanned his surroundings.

And what he saw made the sorrow the flooded him feel but a drop compared to the rage that seared its way through his blood.

He hadn't washed up alone.

Chunks of flesh - soft pink muscles and pearlescent white skin - were scattered up and down the small inlet.

The sight hollowed out what remained of his lucidity.

--- -- --- -- ---

It'd explore what the violent and sudden loss of his bond with Arrax would do to him.

For days Lucerys would be trapped on this islet in Shipbreaker Bay. The waters would be too harsh for him to dare to swim (not that that meant much with the distance between him and the mainland), and his only source of water would be the collection of rainwater that pooled in some hollows in the rocks.

He'd manage to create a small fire from some sun-dried wood that washed up, but when the hunger kicked in and the shaking got too much for him to try to hunt fish - he'd have one thing to eat.

The idea would disgust him, horrify him - a desecration and a last betrayal towards his friend. But hunger's a hard foe to battle, and another part of him would think that even now Arrax was looking after him, protecting him from starvation.

This would be the catalyst, because two days later is when Cannibal came for him.

--- -- --- -- ---

Arrax had been light and warm, their bond crackling merrily like a campfire. Inviting. Mischievous. Young.

Cannibal reminded Lucerys of the jagged mess surrounding the Iron Throne. Cold steel and dangerous. Steeped in a history he would never experience, that he could only see the end result of.

He loomed large in the edges of Lucerys' senses, still as wild and threatening as he had been when he came for him that day.

Their bond was nothing like his and Arrax's. There was no love there, no affection - only a keen possessiveness and the rumbling, storm-like understanding that they were the same.

Cannibals. Cutting their teeth on the flesh of other dragons.

--- -- --- -- ---

Cannibal would fly Lucerys back to Dragonstone - their return a mix of terror and jubilation.

Jubilation, because the son they feared dead had come back to them.

Terror, because not all of him returned on the back of the largest, most infamous wild dragon.

A light in Lucerys had gone out, the last dregs of his innocence died in Vhagar's jaws, and it would be obvious to everyone that looked at him.

He would be sharper, darker and more aggressive as his bond with Cannibal settled and their ferocity fed on each other's; and he would be aflame with the need to avenge his first, gentler dragon.

Rhaenyra would be concerned, dreading what these changes meant; but Daemon would be the one to turn the endless rage into a weapon.

--- -- --- -- ---

Daemon's hand curled around the base of his neck, the weight familiar and firm and warm. Lucerys allowed his step-father to tilt his head, a thumb pressing against the hinge of his jaw, and he met those purple eyes without fear.

"Alright?" the man asked, whisper soft and painfully gentle despite the violence evident in the lines of his face.

Lucerys paused, blinking heavily, and exhaled with bitter honesty. "No," he answered.

Daemon smiled at him, a small quirk of his lips filled with fatherly fondness. "You will be," he promised, tugging Lucerys in until his forehead rested against the man's chest.

--- -- --- -- ---

Eventually, news would break that Lucerys survived and now rode Cannibal.

And Aemond, who no longer had kinslayer hanging over his head, the word whispered at his back like a dagger sinking into his soft flank, would be torn between relief, guilt and the same niggling want that had dogged his steps every day for the last ten years.

#anonymous #HOTD #ruination AU #lucerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #lucemond #i just want dark and slightly feral lucerys that bonds with cannibal and immediately makes it everyones problem #his eventual reunion and clash with aemond would be so packed with drama omg #tw: symbolic cannibalism #in that lucerys eats a bit of his dragon and *not* a human #but theyre targaryens so it might as well be

[tj-crochets]

Making another baby quilt! Mostly because I want to buy more fabric but before I do that I need fabric out of my stash

My fabric going into my stash vastly outpaces my fabric going out and it’s really not sustainable lol

#sewing #fabric #quilting wip #another woodland flannel baby quilt! #this is the last one (except for some scrap) #but the last fully Woodland Flannel baby quilt #so that’s like a couple yards of fabric out of my stash #between the quilt top and the backing #once I finish it anyway #and it means I’ll have a baby quilt on hand for unexpected gifting opportunities #I do have seven extra squares (they wouldn’t fit on the backing) #so maybe ill make a little cube? #there’s a FQ pack I really want to get to eventually use on a quilt for my mom #I even know what pattern I’d use #but I CANNOT get more fabric until I use more up I have so much

[thcophagy]

* . ⊹ in the source link, you'll find #120 gifs of dominic sessa from various videos and interviews. please do not use these gifs for smut/taboo rps, or to portray dominic himself. like and reblog if you plan on using and do not claim as your own.

#gifsociety #supportcontentcreators #dominic sessa gif hunt #gifpacknetwork #gif hunt #gif pack #* . ⊹ gif hunt › mine #i will be adding more eventually once i finished my paul pack #this is my first time making gifs so please be kind <3

[fallout-fucker]

Sole Survivor Headcanon

Kind of OC based but it's also vague (Although Minutemen leaning) so like. If your Sole wasn't a soldier or lawyer. Or anything. Just a skill-less bastard. You might like this. Enjoy.

Sole being trusted by so many factions just for breathing is so funny actually. Like they deadass crawl out of a cave, freshly traumatised, and told they're a General? Because they helped someone? Cool, yeah, sure, uh-huh. That's a great amount of pressure to handle on top of their circumstances.

I like to think that everyone also assumes they're insanely clever. It's not that Sole isn't, per se, but everyone treats them like a genius. A prodigy. People have told Sole they understand why Preston trusted them so much because the Commonwealth 'needs their level of knowledge and intelligence to get better'. To which Sole is always bewildered, because their 'extensive level of knowledge' is just. High school level. Basic science lessons.

They know about evolution and stem cells and stuff. They know how disease and antibodies work. They're praised for changing people's opinions on vaccination when, with the help of Curie, they start a campaign to bring back vaccines. Their goal was to fight the viruses that had been brought back from near extinction from 200+ years of no healthcare system, no scientists and doctors to cure them. A tilt back in the direction of accessible Pre-War healthcare.

Sole knows history. They know what to watch out for, how to spot tension between factions. They know how to avoid more war, lessons learned from textbooks and late nights with post-it notes. They know how to piece together a scale and pin point the tipping point to stop it before shit goes down because they did a project about it on a WW1 assignment. The Great War. The irony is not lost on Sole when they contemplate that name for too long.

They're decent at Maths. Decent enough to make sure the caps and donations to the Minutemen are being put to good use. To make sure the book keeping is up to code and every cap is accounted for, and what it should be put towards. Like trying to bring back vaccines from 200 years ago. Negotiating with Vault 81 to let Curie use the old lab there goes way more smoothly when they've got the caps to make a worthy case for the cause.

Sole knows why people assume their mind is unmatched, though. In a way it is, sort of, they suppose. Since education is rare in the Post-War world, and even then it's not at the level it was Pre-War, Sole just seems smart. Everyone thinks they are.

Sole never knows how to handle it.

Are they complicit for letting people believe they're a genius? Should they keep up the charade so people listen to them? The thought keeps them up at night. Preston laughs at them for it.

MacCready reminds them of the many times they looked like a dumbass in every other circumstance where they lacked knowledge. 210 years of missing out on General Wolrd Stuff will do that to ya. It's not necessarily their fault, but he still likes to drag them for the time they got food poisoning because they didn't realise some of the new plants had to be cooked before consumption.

Every time someone acts in awe of Sole's intelligence, MacCready snickers because he was there in the early days. Sole had hired him to watch their back. Soon enough he became their mentor on how to shoot a gun properly. How to maintain it. What to eat, what not to eat, what to definetly not eat. How to make sure mole rat meat is 100% cooked. How to safely remove as much radiation as possible from water and food when you have only basic supplies. He would never think Sole is stupid. They know a lot compared to most people, but learning how to survive and knowing how to count are very different types of knowledge. No, he'd never think they're stupid. But he definetly humbles them, which Sole is actually happy about. He still affectionately calls them an idiot and reminds them of the time they tripped over their own laces, alerting the radstag they were hunting of their presence. And the food poisoning thing. And the incident with the bucket. And when they almost touched a deadly plant because they thought it would look nice in a vase they found.

Thing is, Preston taught them basics of how to shoot and fight before they left Sanctuary. MacCready picked up the workload when he met Sole and realised they'd likely get them both killed if he didn't. Cait showed them hand to hand combat and lockpicking. Everyone at some point taught Sole something. So Sole goes red from embarrassment when being complimented on their mind, because they know they're gonna get an earful from their friends later. Affectionately bullied. You know Deacon has some blackmail level information from the months he followed them. They all sit at Sole's kitchen counter and share stories of Sole's embarrassing misadventures over breakfast. That's just what a family does.

#Sole Survivor #Preston Garvey #Robert Joseph MacCready #MacCready #Cait #The companions all (Within reason) move to Sanctuary and basically live together agenda #Seperate houses but they all go to Sole's kitchen for breakfast eveey morning. #Sole doesn't know how they keep getting in. They're there before Sole is even awake. Codsworth always has their drinks ready #I'm pushing my 'As much as they say theh hate each other all of the comps secretly love each other or do eventually' #Looking at you Danse #They're a family baby. Their the equivalent of Millennials and Gen Z not being able to afford homes in their economy #So people live with their best friends instead #Sanctuary is just a commune for all of Sole's friends and found family #'It takes a village'. Duncan and Shaun literally have a village. So many aunts and uncles bro #I love thinking about everyone being close. They're like pack animals. Mess with one and. You have at least 10 people hunting you #This deserves it's own post tbh #I wanna make a companions headcanon post based on them as a found family #Fallout #Fallout 4 #Deacon

[somnas-writes]

The music student in my mind goes crazy when I think of what the themes for MCD characters could be

I always think about this and it’s been taking over my brain. So here themes I envision for the MCD characters

Laurence

His theme would be a tragedy. Something that foreshadows and hints to the pain that awaits him. Theres a low hum of bass and horns, slowly growing until it overwhelms the accompaniment. Reflecting his suppressed shadow knight abilities, the instincts that wail louder each day.

There’s a recurring chord progression played on a piano, a soft hopeful sound. It shines through the menacing bass, his humanity prevailing against the odds.

Eventually though, The bass and horns win out. but that chord always sings quietly.

Garroth

His theme is quieter than anyone else’s. He hides who he is, so his theme hides aswell.

Woodwinds carry the melody, a quiet and gentle song that speaks to who he is. Garroth puts other before himself, but he’s selfish in a twisted way. He protects his identity and heart by burying it deep.

The melody would fade when he looses himself. Brass takes over the melody, it’s pitch is lowered and blends into the accompanying instruments.

It prevails in the end, Strings and Woodwinds playing together in harmony as he finally accepts who he is.

Aphmau

Her and Irene have complimentary themes. Irene’s is haunted by an organ and twinkling music box. It’s hollow, she feels nothing so her sound lacks life.

Aphmaus is lively, The themes is played by a piano and violin, hopeful and strong. It ebbs and flows naturally, like the wind or ocean waves.

Her theme dims when she is losing her will. Her determination is the driving force behind everything she does, when she loses motivation the music becomes distorted.

The distortion mimics Irene’s theme. the hollow organ and haunting music box invading and playing alongside the Violin and Piano.

Eventually they blend together, Irene’s theme becomes complete and regains its energy. Because Aphmau and Irene are meant to meld together, two incomplete halves become whole.

#aphverse #aphblr #minecraft diaries #mcd #mcd aphmau #mcd garroth #garroth ro'meave #mcd laurance #laurence zvhal #mcd irene #irene the matron #this might not make sense #I relate a lot of things to music and mcd is packed full of interesting character details #this is really messy bc I’m writing it all out during English #somnas.writes #somnas.rambles #I love music sm #I’m taking music theory next year so eventually I might post some samples of what I envisioned

[coquelicoq]

me: how about...natori contracting some kind of youkai illness & matoba finding out about it & showing up to his set & natori dragging him off to his trailer bc it would be bad for his sparkly reputation to make the angry faces he feels coming on in front of his coworkers & matoba offering to help but in that smarmy condescending way that raises natori's hackles so he refuses but unfortunately he doesn't know how to cure it so matoba just keeps showing up every day & natori keeps carting him off to the trailer every time & being suuuuper cagey when people ask him who his visitor is & what if his coworkers get the wrong idea & matoba is fully aware of this & what if one day in the trailer natori reluctantly agrees to let matoba help him & matoba's like okay fine off with your shirt i gotta paint this spell circle on your bare chest & what if he's in the middle of doing that when they hear somebody opening the door to the trailer & obviously they don't want anyone to know what they're actually doing in there bc youkai-exorcist confidentiality so matoba's like no worries i got this & he KISSES NATORI omg classic kiss-as-misdirection trope & the person at the door is like whoops my b carry on gentlemen & after they've left natori is like wtf matoba????? & matoba's like well it's what they all thought we were doing anyway & your mouth was right there & it allowed me to cover the writing on your chest with my body & also you kiss people for a living so i figured it wouldn't be too complex for you & your part-time exorcist training to handle & natori recovers admirably quickly & is like WELL for your information that was a TERRIBLE kiss & no one is gonna buy that i professional makeout artist natori shuuichi would be swapping saliva with somebody on the reg without any of my considerable skill rubbing off on them & matoba's like so what do you propose we do about it & natori's like obviously i have to teach you how to kiss in case they come back -

the bedtime story fairy who thought this was gonna be an easy assignment: please just go to sleep im begging u have mercy ur brain cells are dying

#my other bedtime imagine also features misunderstandings in natori's trailer/dressing room but this time it's established relationship #natori and his costar are in his trailer practicing a kiss & matoba comes in & thinks natori is CHEATING 😲 #& packs up & goes back to the matoba estate & natori's calling him daily like i LITRALLY dk what i did wrong...miss u baby... #but also tell me what i did wrong u asshole!! you just left & didn't even tell me if/when you're coming back! wtf!!! #and eventually matoba comes home & they talk & natori's like mkay well first of all kissing that lady is my literal job that pays me #but i understand that it upset you bc we were alone in my trailer & looked startled to be interrupted. hey i know #why don't you come with me to set & you can see just how incredibly unsexy these practice sessions are? #so matoba accompanies him & it's literally just natori & his costar like calculating exact face tilt angles & figuring out #their precise height differential during the scene in question based on the shoes she'll be wearing & testing out ideal #degree of mouth openness & choreographing switching sides of the face to correspond to the movement of the camera #(bc obviously it's one of those epic 360-degree shots with the swelling orchestral score and w/e 🙄) #& figuring out where they should put their hands & whether it makes sense for them to be smiling at this point in their arc &c &c #& matoba starts like observing them from multiple angles & critiquing their technique & giving pointers to the costar #& grabbing natori's chin & bodily arranging his limbs like a mannequin & showing the costar the best ratio of lip give to firmness #by demonstrating with his own lips on natori's lips. & so on & so forth. meanwhile #the sleep i am forgoing in favor of having these thoughts is something i will NEVER get back. #natsume's book of friends #horrible exorcists #f #my posts #i am such a clown to watch one of the sweetest and most poignant shows i have ever seen and for what? #to get fixated on imagining ways to get these chuckleheads to smush their mouths together? unbelievable. #like these scenarios barely (if at all) have anything to do with what makes them so fascinating as characters. i just want them to Kiss #idk though i do feel like their first kiss has to be some sort of dare or 'accident' or w/e like these weirdos can't just KISS each other! #who does that! have you heard of a little thing called pride and invulnerability and plausible deniability!!!! #but i also completely imprinted on this one established relationship fic i read last year so sometimes i just skip ahead #to the kinds of misunderstandings and shenanigans and conflicting priorities they could get up to as a couple #i guess i just want the fact that natori is famous for kissing people to be Matoba Seiji's Problem in some way or another #is that so much to ask #(i also CLEARLY imprinted on a fic in which natori teaches matoba to kiss at a bar?? i should reread that one)

[cookinguptales]

Thank you so much for the tarot reading you did for me a little while back 💜 i'm sorry it's taken me so long to say that! i do rather think you have prophetic gifts, by the way- it was spookily accurate and helped me a lot 🔮

No problem! I'm glad it was helpful to you!

I do tend to get at least one message like this every time I do a tarot night for my followers, and like... you are totally entitled to that belief! What do I know about psychic phenomena and prophecy anyway? lmao. Maybe I am psychic.

But personally, I believe that tarot has a high likelihood of speaking to us no matter what, if just because the archetypal nature of the cards means that they're dealing with problems that we all struggle with. We all have self-doubt, we all have complicated relationships with money, we all crave love of some kind. We all have trauma in our past and we all want to believe that this time, things could be okay.

One of the reasons I like tarot cards is because they are inanimate objects that we imbue with meaning. They were just playing cards, y'know? We're the ones that gave them power over us, and we did that by filling them with our own stories. We placed a mirror in those cards, and while mirrors can be used for scrying, they can also just be used to take a good hard look at ourselves.

If I say "oh, you've had money troubles in the past," who doesn't that apply to? Maybe I'm thinking about me, when we were homeless for a while when I was a kid. Maybe someone else is thinking about the money they lost to gambling last week. Maybe someone else, someone wildly wealthy, is thinking about a stock market crash that brought their five mansions down to two. Maybe a final person has just never had quite enough to make ends meet. God knows that describes a lot of people.

I like tarot because we can all look at the same spread and see something different. I see a story to tell to the best of my ability, and that's how I do readings. But for the people getting those readings, they're often looking into little mirrors and seeing how they reflect their own personal experiences.

Because, you know, we all see different things in the same mirror! That's how tarot works, I think. Maybe some people are a little better at reading things in that mirror and interpreting what they see there, but we all see something new and different and deeply, deeply personal when we look at those cards.

Love that for us.

#that's what I eventually ended up studying in college btw #the way people construct personalized belief systems and vernacular religion #I got into religious studies to make sense of the world after I got out of an abusive religious background #and people always ask me what religion I am now #and I always say... y'know... I don't know what I believe #I don't know if magic exists or ESP or the supernatural or any number of deities #I don't know if I fully believe anything anymore #but I do believe in the power of stories #how we tell them and why we tell them and the parts of us that we mix into them to bolster their power #stories can ease a broken heart or they can be used to launch a war #they can create a belief system or tear one apart #we tell stories to make meaning out of the senselessness around us but we use them to CREATE meaning too #and sometimes the meaning that we create can last for centuries #they can make a little pack of playing cards into something that I was forbidden to touch when I was a child #that I was too scared to even be in the room with until I was in college #and the stories I tell myself instead can reframe those cards as something lovely I can collect #that help me make sense of the world in all kinds of ways #by helping me understand the emotions at the root of our experiences #and the stories we tell to give voice to them #and make them material; a thing we can finally touch #idk I'm rambling a bit but! those are my thoughts on the matter!! #replies #tarot #tarot shenanigans

[crunchchute]

i know nobody wants to hear about my self insert bs but i had like 2 main storylines clashing so hard in my brain to the point i gave up on them cause one was in the 80s in game storyline and other in like 90s with tse dave and my mind just wanted both at once and merge them but it just did not work at all so those braincells died off. now the tse one picked up again after finishing the book but i miss the game one even if it was cheesy and unoriginal. a mans gotta do what hes gotta do (make up self insert stories in his head every day before bed) (dont read the tags its info that should only have been shared by me being waterboarded)

#so the meat and potatoes (because one day i will forget about the details and will want to remind myself) #80s one is just me being a photographer/artist or whatever. curious about W and wanting to know more #i work with the police momentarily to interview W (post mci) (i pretend to be a journalist or something. doesnt have to make sense #its all just for my own gain anyway and i get closer to him to answer my own questions about freddys. end up watching w so closely #i fall for him (<- cheese) and i help him with work and stuff. he does get springlocked eventually and theres some remnant shenanigans #(note: i do feel weird about keeping him a killer but i dont like aus where he isnt one. gotta suck it up and be a monsterfucker in the #different sense lol) #the tse one is. pretty straighforward.. or smth.. i live in the city and see dave around i see him patroling around the mall #i get curious get closer offer him a cig from a pack that i only buy because of him #we chat get to know eo he tries to kill me but i have delved deeper into the history and the unsolved cases and this is proof to me #(same applies here. killers irl arent cool and im closing my eyes to that here cause its fiction and i just want to put an old fictional #man on a leash. -who said that) #anyway its proof to me hes W.A. and i play around with him #i cook him dinner and repair his fursuit <3 /j #i put a SPH on his fursuit /J unless #if you read this far send me your favorite animal in my ask box. no dont actually

[starridge]

hiii with art fight rapidly approaching here's your reminder i have a base you can use for all your reference purposes up on kofi !

#i gotta mess with my page before af starts fr #i also eventually wanna make a base pack with more body variety but im too busy rn OTL

[deadn30n]

instead of decorating i've been cooking. get ready.

#« ooc tag. » #me??? making graphics for my blog??? #more likely than you think #everything's getting a massive overhaul since i've come to realize that #i am in fact sticking with tumblr rp #i'll be redoing the carrd eventually #but first i want to make my graphics pack and such #also me making eden's eye the icon is so :mwah: i love eden's eyes so much

[skunkes]

what do u guys do with non clothing items you dont want anymore and cant rlly sell.... need sum advice.....

#talkys #didnt wanna make the post longer but god #over the years ive just amassed little things ppl give me that i just have 0 space for. i hate owning things it stresses me out! #but its stuff i cant sell or idk how id give away and just throwing them in the trash feels horrible in every direction #both in like. wastefulness for discarding things and ''god im a horrible person'' way. #but i have no room for any of this nor a need to eventually have to carry it with me from home to home #an example im having rn (im cleaning + reorganizing my room) is once my uncle and aunt got me like a pack of 4 rubber ducks #from the dollar section at somewhere. and theyre like. not my style. one even has that unicorn headband thing. one says hoppy easter. #''bc you like ducks lol'' i dont want them. but its 4 chunks of Waste wtf do i do with them. UGH. #what do you do with ANYTHING i wish i cld throw everything in the trash and not feel bad and not harm da planet. i hate owning things i #dont want to own many items i hate having things

[tricoufamily]

i stand with my cancelled horses

#'who is this for' ME. #does having a horse make sense without open world no. does /taking/ your horse to any of the existing lots in the game make any sense no #is that the fakest looking leak we've ever had yes #but i do think we're getting horses eventually they had that tiktok tease a couple months ago. i want a friesian <3 #and i think we could get the world of my dreams for this pack so SHHHHHHHHHHHHH #world of my dreams besides a dark sleazy city a la gotham which is NEVER happening but this COULD happen

[ssspringroll]

Im now halfway through the male base sims. There will be 20 of them. I never wanna hear anybody say they can't make nice looking male sims ever again after this im giving you 20 base sims for free. Slap a face mask on them. Some guy liner. I promise you they will get the job done.

#im gonna pack em up into households too i think #so you don't have to replace the ea base sims if you don't wanna #but they're gonna be like. in groups of 5 #im not hosting 20 dl files. #simoleon #ill put out alien base sims eventually too but they wont be defaults and also i probably won't do any other occults. #oopsie! i don't really make a lot of other occults they're boring to me #and also they're all occults you can just. acquire through gameplay.

[tj-crochets]

The Weekend of Maximum Baby Quilts has been delayed (or extended?) because I have a relative in town and I'm going to spend some time with her today instead of quilting, so instead of just being a this weekend thing I think I'll make it a "this entire week" thing

#the person behind the yarn #crafting update #I have a FQ pack I want to get to make a quilt for my mom #but it's 31 FQ #which is 7 and 3/4 yards #my goal is to get more fabric OUT of my stash than that would bring in #I did make the woodland flannel baby quilt which was about 3 yards of fabric #...but then there was some 'last chance' rainbow plaid flannel at joanns #and I bought three yards so I can eventually make myself a rainbow plaid flannel shirt #so that was a net neutral