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carouselunique · 2 months
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No one important, don't worry about it.
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xxatlasxx · 9 months
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There's a companion piece, here!
Imagine if you will: chay coming home from a very long and stressful day at school, his entire day made of exams.
He opens the door, its dark except for a small patch of light illuminating the floor from a stairwell. The soft strum of an acoustic guitar echoes through the dark room. A pause. A giggle. Another strum. Another giggle.
A strum, a meow?
Chay walks towards the sounds.
On top of the stairs is Kim, strumming his guitar as a litter of kittens uses him as a jungle gym. One of them in his lap reaching up to bat at his fingers as he plays the guitar strings.
Another one is precariously snuggled into his shoulder, its little tail swishing strands of Kim's hair around as he laughs at another 2 rolling around on the floor.
Chay leans against the wall as the weight of the world seems to melt away. He's not sure where Kim got the kittens from, but they'll discuss that later. For now Chay smiles at Kim covered in kittens while he gives them a free concert.
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‘the most misunderstood yakuza villain’ TO YOU. i know yoshitaka mine better than my own mother
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psn-stalling · 1 month
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So you didn't try to sleep?
No. I WAS. It just- wasn't really working out for me-? I really was trying though, I promise-
Just... Thinking about recent events a lot. I don't know how to feel. I don't think I should be upset but I am. About a lot.
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Hmm. You seem really familiar....
OH! I know why! I think a few of us have been to your universe! Or at least an adjacent one? We haven't really figured out how to travel between them, it's more a problem of "there's so many of me that sometimes it's too many and we gotta go somewhere."
Eric
You have?!
And here I thought they just issued the same model of corporation to a whole group of demons, here and there.
Eric, my dear, could you do me a favour? I'll repay you tenfold if you can pull this off-
Find Samael. Tell him I'm alright. And tell me if he's alright?
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maybeamiles · 8 months
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Gorgeous gorgeous girls marry into the fae royal family
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airbrushfather · 7 months
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you've been on my lips since you last kissed me,
a haze of wire and chain in the oppressive night --
if we weren't friends before, we certainly aren't now,
and it's funny - i've had all the wrong ideas about what to do with my mouth.
hello, world, i have this to say:
there's a nebulous man saving lives on another continent;
perhaps you've read his book?
he was right, by the way, and
it's very difficult not to laugh during all these proceedings --
but i think it helped.
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peachsayshi · 2 years
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I just had my session with my therapist and I cried halfway through. Usually I hate crying, but didn’t realize how much I needed to let go of my emotions. 
I need to lose myself to some comfort characters right now 🥺
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yourmomwatchesanime · 3 months
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if you are seeing this post it means my queue of Uno Piece posts has finally, FINALLY run out. hallelujah
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nicobees · 6 months
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Birds of a Feather Sims 4 Legacy Challenge
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I made this legacy challenge that I call, "Birds of a Feather Legacy Challenge," where every generation is based on a different type of bird!
If you decide to try it use #birdsofafeatherlegacy and tell me about it!
I'll be doing the challenge on my youtube channel @nicobeesims if you want to see and follow along!
Here are the rules:
Generation 1: Owl
You don’t have family or resources, but you do have your mind. Since you were a child, you have been told how wise you are, and you are determined to make a life for yourself out of your academic work-ethic.
Color: Brown
Style: Academia
Traits: Loner, Bookworm, Overachiever
Aspiration: Academic
Goals:
Start off on an empty lot with zero dollars
Complete the Academic Aspiration
Get married to a student at the rival unviersity
Join the secret society at University
Continue to Live in Britechester after you Graduate
Generation 2: Pigeon
Growing up in a sleepy college town, you’re only childhood ambition is to get out. You did inherit your parent’s love for research and writing, but you would rather apply it out in the world rather than in stuffy libraries. As soon as you graduate highschool, you decide to move to the city and pursue life as a journalist.
Color: Grey
Style: Preppy
Traits: Creative, Ambitious, Outgoing
Aspiration: City Native
Goals:
Complete your Aspiration
Move to San Myshuno as a Young Adult
Reach Level 10 of the Writer Career in the Journalist Branch
Move to a Penthouse Apartment as an Adult
Marry the first sim you date (Pigeons mate for life!)
gen 3: Chicken
You decide that the hustle and bustle of city life is too hectic. You seem to not have inherited the natural charisma that makes your Parent able to navigate the social life of San Myshuno with ease. You say goodbye to San Myshuno and create a pastoral life for you and your family.
Color: Red
Style: Cottage Core
Traits: Loves the Outdoors, Animal Lover, Outgoing, Socially Awkward
Aspiration: Country Caretaker
Goals:
Complete your Aspiration
Move to a Pastoral Neighborhood as a Young Adult
Reach level 10 of the gardening skill
Name your children after plants
Become best friends with 3 animals
gen 4: Peacock
Plants and Animals are all well and good, but you are much more interested in people. Specifically people’s eyes on you. You love fashion and fame, and you want nothing more than to have your style become a household name.
Color: Blue
Style: Maximalism
Traits: High Maintenance Self-Assured Self-Absorbed
Aspiration: Admired Icon, World Famous Celebrity
Goals:
Complete the Admired Icon Aspiration as a teen
Complete the World Famous Celebrity Aspiration in Adulthood
Reach Level 10 of the Style Influencer Career
Reach level 10 of the Charisma Skill
Get a Divorce as an Adult
gen 5: Stork
You love your parent, but part of you resents the time they spent on talk shows, runways, and with fans instead of with you. Witnessing your parent’s divorce as a child left you with an idyllic view of family life that you commit yourself fully to. You vow to always be there for your own children.
Color: Pink
Style: Retro
Traits: Family Oriented Childish Perfectionist
Aspiration: Big Happy Family
Goals:
Complete Aspiration
Get married as a young adult to your childhood best friend
Make money from a freelance career of your choice
Complete at least 3 gold star toddler playdates during your lifetime
Throw a party for every child’s birthday and every holiday
gen 6: Crow
Your parent obsessed with giving you the perfect childhood, and you are grateful. You live with them well into adulthood, and as you watch all your friends move out and on with their lives, you’re more than happy to live in the place you grew up, spending your time on whatever you find interesting, which is mostly programming and adding to your various collections.
Color: Black
Style: Alternative
Traits: Geek Genius Loyal
Aspiration: Curator
Goals:
Complete Aspiration
Live with your parent(s) until you are an adult
never move from your hometown
win a contest at GeekCon
reach level 10 of the Programming Skill
gen 7: Penguin
You love anything that gets you active: Climbing, Swimming, Snow Sports! You always needed to be the strongest and bravest of all the kids on the block, You love sports of all types and dedicate your life to achieving your athletic goals.
Color: Orange
Style: Athleisure
Traits: Active Good Bro
Aspiration: Extreme Sports Enthusiast
Goals:
Complete Aspiration
Reach Football Team Captain as a Teenager
Go Swimming at least once a week from childhood onward
Reach level 10 in either Skiing or Snowboarding
Successfully climb Mount Komorebi
gen 8: Canary
You love making other sims smile, whether that be with a pretty song or a warm baked good! People are naturally attracted to your optimistic personality, and you decide you like playing the field. You tried to pursue a career in music but decided the spotlight was a bit much for you and decided to open a bakery instead.
Color: Yellow
Style: Soft
Traits: Cheerful Music Lover Foodie
Aspiration: Serial Romantic
Goals:
Win a Karaoke Contest
Never get married
Join the Music Career as a Young Adult
Quit your career as an Adult to open a store that sells baked goods
Reach level 10 of the Singing Skill
gen 9: Parakeet
You love making jokes and making friends. Unlike your Parent, who wanted to stay out of the spotlight, you love being the center of attention and are meticulous about maintaining your online presence. You are extroverted and always need to be surrounded by other people. From housemates to extravagant weekend plans, you organize your life so you’ll never have to be without company.
Color: Green
Style: ‘00s
Traits: Party Animal Goofball Insider
Aspiration: Live Fast, Party Animal
Goals:
Complete the Live Fast Aspiration as a teenager
Complete the Party Animal Aspiration in Adulthood
Never live by yourself (always have at least one other sim in the household)
Reach Level 10 of the Social Media Career
Perform Comedy at an Open Mic Night (Talent Showcase)
gen 10: Hummingbird
You never could stay in one place for long, and upon graduating, you decide to put this restlessness into use, entering the secret agent career where you are constantly moving and on new assignments. This begins to wear on you, the not being able to get close to anyone, the secret identities, it gets lonely. When you fall in love with one of your fellow agents, you both decide to get out and start over somewhere where your pasts couldn’t find you.
Color: Purple
Style: Grunge
Traits: Non-Committal/(Romantic) Adventurous Jealous
Aspiration: Soulmate
Goals:
Complete the Soulmate Aspiration
Move to a new town every time you are promoted while in the Secret Agent Career
Marry another Secret Agent, and both quit the career
Replace Non-Committal with Romantic Trait as Adult
Reach Level 5 in 5 different skills
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biconickyoshi · 2 months
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Kuzon to the rescue 🔥
Yesterday I had a random urge to draw Fire Nation Zukaang from my AU The Avatar and the Fire Prince (so Aang is 15yo and Zuko is 16yo here). I also kinda just wanted an excuse to draw Aang with hair :) he kinda looks like Mako now that I think about it lmao... Meanwhile Zuko's giving me major Xie Lian (from Heaven Official's Blessing) vibes for some reason? Maybe it's his long flowing hair...
This isn't from any particular upcoming scene in my fic or anything (though maybe I will write it in when I get to that point, who knows). I imagine the context is they're undercover in the FN and some asshole is trying to punch Zuko - of course Aang is NOT having it. Maybe the puncher is Hide (the bully) from The Headband episode? idk lol
I do also have a version of this where Aang is classic bald Aang, so let me know if y'all wanna see that and I'll add it in the reblogs or somethin :)
btw if any of y'all recognize or can guess what the pose reference for this is from, you get a gold star (hint: it's gay)!
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tres-fidelis · 2 years
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shoyoist · 1 year
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thinking about the blue lock boys buying you a necklace with their jersey number engraved on it :( and writing your initials on their clear but specifically their dominant foot cause they just feel closer to you that way :( like you’re helping guide him to the goal :(
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content: gn reader. fluff !! — competitive and possessive dynamics. pro football player! characters (they all made it out of blue lock alive alright). + i added a little bonus section at the end, hehe<3
— . 。˚ ♡ the whole world watches, while he shows you off as his own <3
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BACHIRA, REO, YUKIMIYA, AIKU, KAISER.
a necklace with his jersey number dangling on it, like a charm. he gets it custom made for you, in sterling silver or 24-carat gold, depending on your tastes. but he doesn't let you know that he has it, waits for the perfect moment in which he can surprise you with it.
which happens to be right before his team lines up for a final match, on live TV at the big arena, with all lights, cameras and eyes pointing right at you both.
he's getting in line with the rest of his teammates — the commentators and cameras paying full attention to him, the star and powerhouse of the team, going “there he is. the deity of the field!” as he walks onto the field, smile already on his face when he looks up, for the world to swoon over.
he's handsome. you think, standing at the very front row, dressed in the pretty clothes that he'd got for you just last night, matching the colours of his team. he looks the best when he's on the field, fully confident in the fact that he's going to be going home with a new medal around his neck.
what you don't know is that you're about to get something around your neck too, before he wins his game.
“excuse me,” he says smoothly, to the coach and the few staff members that surround him, glancing knowingly at the cameras recording him (and looking into the eyes of all the fans that are watching him on live TV) before he saunters off, heading to the edge of the field where you're standing behind a display board.
it's clear that he's staring at you as he walks over — gaze softening as he meets your eyes, watching how your own eyes widen with surprise and a hint of shyness, as the surrounding audience erupts into whispers.
“sweetheart,” he grins at you, stopping on the other side of the perimeter board — and you blush when the audience gasps, blush when he gives them all another glance, before smirking down at you. “got something for you.”
he holds his hand out and shows you what he has hidden in his fist — a necklace with his jersey number on it, spelled out on a charm.
the crowd continues to get louder, and you can make out some people's cries; are they dating? god he was taken this whole time? and the commentators join in, declaring into the speakers that your boyfriend seems to be taking a minute to give a gift to a little someone special—
and you blush harder as you stand there, almost frozen as he gently puts the necklace around your neck, the metal chain and charm cold but somehow blooming warmth on your skin as it touches you.
“with that outfit, you're matching the whole team, hm?” he smiles at you, so overwhelmingly charming. “so you keep this necklace on for me. let's everyone know you're here for me. yeah?”
“y—yeah.” you try to look down, so fucking shy under his bright gaze and gorgeous smile, but he grabs your chin and lifts your face back up to give your lips a little kiss.
the whole stadium erupts into cheers and screams. he kissed you on live TV. your face feels hot, you think you're dizzy — but you manage to hear him faintly over the buzz in your head and the screaming of the crowd as he pats your cheek before jogging off back to join his team in line. “cheer for me, won't you? i'll win this game 'n take you out for dinner after.”
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SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, ISAGI, RAICHI, BAROU.
has your initials written on the side of his cleats, on his dominant foot. even better actually — he got you to write it for him. he wants it done with your pretty hands and in your pretty handwriting, that's so much better than his own.
thanks you and gives you a kiss on the side of your forehead, when you finish it and hand the shoe to him. you're both knelt together on the floor of your shared place, and the look in his eyes when he kisses you is so tender. “i'll score every goal with you in mind, a'right?”
and every time he's on the field, fire in his veins and the never ending lust and hunger for a full victory in his soul, he gives you a glance as you jump up and down in your special spot in the stands, cheering for him with all you've got — and that's when he zeroes in on the ball.
the look in his eyes is anything but tender then — hyper-focused, bright and vicious is how he watches the ball as it slips from the opposing player's dribble, and it's impossible for anyone, whether from the other team or his own, to make it to the ball before he does.
he lunges forward once he gains control of the ball, a sort of heat already spreading through his dominant leg as he advances towards the goal to shoot — and with your initials on his cleats and your pretty smile on his mind, he thinks he can break the limit.
he's never scored a goal from this distance before. with the game about to close, it's crucial that he doesn't take any risks and ensures that his shot scores a proper goal.
otherwise, his team might lose. failure was not an option.
but with your presence — both physical and emotional — fueling him, he takes the chance. he takes the chance, puts all the force he has in that sculpted, trained body of his, and he shoots.
he shoots and he scores.
the commentators and crowd go wild alike, screaming in joy over the secured win, because with five minutes left on the clock there's no way the other team can catch up any more — and your boyfriend ignores the cheers of his teammates, turning in place to face you.
“he scored! god, he's undefeatable!” the commentator's voice echoes through the stadium, and he thinks yeah, that's right. he cannot be defeated — not when you're there to guide him to the goal every single time.
he turns to you, and you wave your arms in the air, calling out his name and yelling out an i love you! — and with the TV overhead showing the scorer off we he stands on the field, you can't miss the way the corners of his mouth lift in a smile.
i love you, too. he mouths back to you, with every other person watching the game in the world to see it.
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NAGI, CHIGIRI, RIN, OTOYA, SAE.
he kisses you after every game that he wins. and he makes sure he scores the final goal.
it's an elaborate contest that he has with himself, and the rest of the world has joined in on it. you sit and wait in your reserved seat in the stands, the smoothie he had ordered for you sitting empty in your hands as you watch your boyfriend weave past defender after defender — the audience and every other player all focusing more and more on him as time ticks by.
the match is currently at a draw — and the other team is fighting with everything they've got to guard him, trying to prevent him from breaking through and scoring that final goal.
but your boyfriend isn't so easily countered.
even when he's playing laid-back, he's a demon on the playing field. he's fast, agile and he doesn't take any chances. and now? with only a few minutes left before the penalty round, he's set to score the winning goal.
“will he break through? will he be able to make it this time?”
he almost spins around to scoff at the camera. of course he's going to make it. he always does. the other team nearly swarms him as he closes in on his shooting range, but what they aren't aware of is that he doesn't need to be in range to make his shot count.
his play style is all about breaking limits. which is what he does, when he shoots from nearly the other side of the arena and watched the ball curve smoothly yet maintaining an impossible speed, past the goalie's reach and into the net. the timer buzzes only seconds afterwards. “and he scores the final goal yet again!”
the crowd cheers, and while the commentators remark to eachother that they all know what's about to happen next, your boyfriend walks over to where you're still seated expectantly, hopping easily over the perimeter boards to get to you.
you get up then, and he curls a hand around your waist and pulls you in, pressing a kiss into your hair as the audience coos in response to the show all around you. (he'd kiss your lips, but he's sweaty right now and he's not sure you'd appreciate a mouthful of salt).
and he sighs, unresponsive when you chide him for being arrogant, and mutters into the shell of your ear, “mhm. let's go home, baby. 'm tired.”
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zarnzarn · 5 months
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okay okay I'm DEVASTATED BUT ALSO HERES ALL THE LORE THINGS STOLAS MENTIONED CAUSE IM A SLUT FOR THAT SHIT:
"an oath by blood to hold the tome" bro they bloodbound a child?? but also DAMN what's in that grimoire? also is that the grimoire has it been updated? and is stolas like,, tied to the book??? HELLO???
"starlight feeds all the skills I've honed" guys this is the best day of my life I was RIGHT he CAN READ THE STARS. IM SO EXCITED ABT THIS. IM GOING TO BE SO INSUFFERABLE ABT IT
"I am a guardian, a watcher of these ancient rites" HELLO. HELLO???? ARE YALL SEEING THIS.
"yet i find myself drawn from that path" hey how much of the future can you see....
DEAREST I KNOW BETTER NOW I MUST GIVE YOU THIS CHOICE
"a deed we forged for mutual gain" thank the fucking stars if I had to hear ONE more brainless take on it not being consensual i think I was going to start beating people up
okay but the gold blitz constellation is BEAUTIFUL HOLY SHIT
SCORNED BY A REALM WHO CANNOT COMPREHEND WHAT YOU ARE
EXCUSE THE FUCK OUT OF ME WHO ALLOWED . WHAT THE FUCK.
damn okay so did the contract bind their souls together??? most likely but if there was something stolas saw in the future regarding their fate im gonna-
the yellow water animation is the most beautiful thing I've seen on screen all year
I'll save us both before we both grow cold.....
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gabessquishytum · 4 months
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Hob is happy serving up good food and feeding people comfort food from his truck -- he's not looking to be famous; Dream is a Michelin star judge who stumbles upon his truck and loves his food.
Dream is used to liking small portion tasting menus with ingredients sourced from yurts or dug up during an irregular moon cycle. Comfort food that "sticks to your bones" is not what Dream eats, even when he needs comfort!
Dream stumbles on this food truck when he gets lost looking for his car after having a forgettable meal at the hot new speakeasy concept that recently opened.
Eating/tasting is a job and Dream is so tired of his function. So when he hears music and people having fun, Dream figures he can at least ask someone where he is and/or get his bearings. What he see when he rounds the corner are people queued up at a funky painted food truck -- laughing, joking?! with someone who is making his food safety hair net look good, and happily eating. The smell hits Dream in the face -- it's so good.
When Dream makes it to the counter, he forgets that he needs directions, hot chef hairnet, is so pretty - engaging smile, the stereotypical tattoos on his forearms, soft doe eyes -- Dream is momentarily speechless. When the chef ask him what he wants, Dream says surprise me (the same Dream who always has a plan when he's eating for his job); he gets a roguish smile and a wink,,,,, and falls a little in love.
Then he tries the food he's handed falls all the way in love.
Oh, this hit me right in the soft spot!! Absolutely love it.
I can so imagine Dream being used to those nouveau cuisine dishes where you get like, a sliver of horseradish, one grain of rice and a sauce made from gold leaf. He thinks that he likes it, that he's reasonably content. But he's never looked at one of those kind of plates and smiled. Not the way he's smiling at the loaded paper plate Hot Hair Net chef just gave him.
He sits a little way from the truck and eats, slowly, carefully. There's pilau rice, delicious curry, veggies that are clearly fresh. Its warm and filling, and Dream can't quite finish it all. But he's still smiling.
And he still doesn't know where his car is. So he goes to the counter again. The gorgeous chef seems to be packing up for the day and he positively beams at Dream. "Back already? I was hoping I'd get a chance to feed you up, but I didn't think it'd be so soon."
Dream blushes and asks for directions, and Hob says that if Dream can wait a minute, he'll walk there with him. His car is over that way too. While Hob packs up, Dream dares to ask about his ingredients, and Hob absolutely lights up while he talks about where he sources his fresh stuff, how much he values his suppliers, and how excited he is to keep building his business. He's got dreams of a restaurant someday, although he dearly loves his truck - maybe he'll do both!
By the time Hob helps him find his car, Dream is absolutely ready to give his heart and soul over on a paper plate. There are spices zinging on his tongue, and Hob has taken off his hair net to reveal an adorable, sexy little man-bun. He's got measuring spoon tattoos on his hands. Dream wants him.
He's back the next day. And the next. He's driving out of his way to get to Hob. Nothing else tastes good. And when he finally, shyly asks if Hob would like to come over for dinner sometime, Hob lights up. "It's about time you cooked for me! I'd love it. And... I'll bring dessert."
When Hob winks at Dream this time, he follows it up with a kiss on the cheek. And Dream’s not hungry anymore. He's just thirsty 😉
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