#“Not to be a Cas girl on main but”

[lovealwayssay]

I can't believe that in the year 2024, I spent 20 minutes of my therapy session trying to explain the Destiel confession followed by immediately getting sent to super gay Hell so I could tell my therapist that I received the news that Trump had been shot through that meme.

[bardicious]

It feels like some people in fandom want Sam to be as fucked up and cruel as Dean, but at the end of the day they simply have to overexaggerate Sam's actions and make up shit to compete. Which, I personally don't get, their dynamic itself is what's so intriguing and loveable.

[starlightsweetheart]

Some friendship... (also I'm fucking up past and present tenses, but idgaf)

You know I just realized how absolutely humongous a crock of shit the whole Maya turning into Riley because she's getting better grades thing is, and that Riley only was accusing her of that because of Lucas. I mean, I knew it was bullshit before, but I never really though of how gigantic a 💩 it was until today.

Girl Meets Father is the fourth episode of season one. In that episode, Cory gives Maya an F on her test. Maya gets upset that she failed the test.

Maya tells Riley that "sometimes, I'm not so proud of who I am".

Maya tells Riley and Cory that she "tried to write like I was smart", Riley responds that Maya is smart.

Cory corrects Maya on one answer of the test saying "it's a tiny difference but an important one. Because if you know it, Maya, you don't fail". Maya then replies "I want to not fail".

Riley was encouraging Maya, while Cory was quizzing her on the subject of the test.

Maya says to Cory: "I just don't wanna fail, Mr. Matthews.

We go from that (Riley encouraging Maya to grow and better herself) to season three, Girl Meets Triangle, where Riley accuses Maya that the person that Maya has grown into is not who she really is.

Riley tell the art teacher that "Maya's a rebel". That Maya dances on teachers' desks, is the queen of detention and the president of Mayaville.

Riley is saying that Maya needs to be fixed because "she's been getting good grades, she's behaving all over the place".

Maya tells Riley, "I'm me! I've always been me, I'm always gonna be me! Nothings going to change that!", Riley retorts with"you haven't stood on a teachers desk or been in detention for a long time. You sold your house in Mayaville and you moved to Rileytown."

No matter what Maya says, Riley keeps insisting that Maya turned into her, blah blah blah.

Riley goes on about how Maya's style has changed towards Riley's style.

So, in the beginning of the series Riley was encouraging Maya to grow and do better. Maya even told Riley that she's not proud of who she is. Maya does mature and grow...

THEN Riley finds out that Maya likes the same guy as her. That can't happen, she can't have Lucas choosing Maya; so she accuses Maya of becoming her and wants Maya to become that failure that Maya thought she was in the beginning of the series (plus telling Maya that while Riley will have one husband, Maya will go through 5 husbands and that Lucas won't be one of them). Riley accuses Maya pulling the fire alarm, of stealing from the cafe (for me, that kind of accusation is something that a friendship can never bounce back from) and she basically forces Maya to revert back to the person she wasn't proud of being, to believe that she doesn't deserve good things or good guys... all because they like the same guy.

Thus, by the end of the series; Riley destroyed all of Maya's growth and forced Maya's regression and Riley became a hypocrite.

[your-unfriendlyghost]

weird dream a few nights ago

Yeah idk freaked me out a lil bit lol, wanted to try roughly capturing the feeling of it ya dig?

I pretty much never have nightmares, so when I do, I remember them. Happens like once every two years, but there’s always teeth. I always wake up from them feeling vaguely on edge and very unsettled, which is bizarre for me. I don’t have any phobias or specific fears, but when I’m asleep, I guess I suddenly get really scared of teeth.

there’s no valid reason for this to happen- I’ve never had any scary experiences with dentists or teeth, I’ve never lost a tooth in a traumatic way, I don’t have all that many cavities really…

[buglaur]

i love her so much

[l-e-i-k-o]

𝐵𝓇𝓎𝒸𝑒𝓃.

San Seuqioa's newest resident.

[victorluvsalice]

VITD Sims Lookbook: Alice

And finally, with Victor and Smiler done, we finish off with some looks for our lovely Cutter, Alice!

Alice gets straight into the custom content with one of her everyday outfits, wearing the blue swatches of the 1890s Working Girl set by @vintagesimstress! And unlike the last time I showed her in this outfit, this time she has the apron overlay to go with it. XD Looks good on her AND gives her the proper working-class vibes!

For bedtime, Alice gets a pretty nightgown -- and much like Smiler, while they're not era-appropriate, I had to give Alice the cute bunny slippers too. XD What, we know she likes white rabbits! If I remember correctly, that nightgown is a dress that comes with the Cottage Garden Fan Stuff Pack made by @plumbobteasociety -- I thought it looked nice as nightwear for her.

For that semi-formal party everyone's going to, Alice gets a Realm of Magic top and skirt that make her look at least somewhat respectable. While I think the outfit as a whole is a little pale, I really wanted to use that top on her -- I think she looks good in it. And the skirt ended up working with it pretty well (which is good, because it took me ages to find one that actually went with the top. Some of this shit is HARD to match, let me tell you!).

And for a formal occasion -- well, unlike the boy and the non-binary person, Alice doesn't need to rely on CC here. Get Famous provides a beautiful Victorian dress for her to swan around in! (Though I should probably download a few for her anyway, for variety's sake -- or at least a couple of hats that might go well with this outfit. Head looks a little naked here!) She looks ready for a day in Brightstone, doesn't she?

Okay, admittedly I didn't intend this outfit as an athletic outfit, just another everyday one (though I suppose Alice COULD wear it for working out). And this Cats & Dogs dress is probably a little too modern to fit the proper BITD vibes. But I really like it for the simple reason the patchwork skirt looks like something Alice made herself -- finding and saving up scraps of fabric so she could have something else to wear besides her iconic striped blouse and black skirt. And you can't deny, it DOES look good on her!

And finally, for those chilly days, Alice gets in on the cozy vibes with a cherries-and-flowers theme -- the sweater (and I believe the skirt) is from Cottage Living, while the hat is a recolor created by Plumbella (from "illegally downloading clothes for my sims," in this SimFileShare folder (as you might imagine, it's the one called "beret")). She looks pretty comfy -- and those boots were definitely made for stomping around the streets in the snow and rain.

And that's that! Hope you enjoyed this look at what my VITD characters would probably wear in their universe. Next time (after Valicertine's Day), we're back to the Chill Valicer save for store shenanigans and magic shenanigans! See you then!

[sprout-sims]

she was a fairy... 🧚‍♀️

[nexus-nebulae]

found my ancient mp3 player recently. finally found a charger for it and plugged it in. and remembered i found a yt playlist of the whole httyd movie chopped up into like 20 videos and i downloaded the mp3s of all of them to listen to on the school bus. which is why i can effortlessly quote the whole first movie now

[sw33t-oubliette]

honestly squipjer [whatever you fuckin call it . me and jeremy .] shippers like uh get out of here . theres something wrong with you not in the endearing way

[philomelia]

fantasy cassie is more manipulative and forceful than normal cassie.

[bujorulgalben]

[ what’s that sound at her door? someone is out there singing! if anica listens closely, the tune should sound a bit familiar—at the very least, it should seriously narrow down who could be out there. ]

Анико! Вийди, вийди, господарю, подивися на кошару. Там овечки покотились, а ягнички народились!

[ and there’s danylo, outside and standing there all bundled up with a big grin on his face! he’s carrying a box in his hands, and it looks heavy! the wrapping job is… it did happen, for sure! but the colors are right: blue, yellow, and red! inside the box there’s a healthy selection of preserves—look, he’s even tried to color match them to the box—in a very particular order, there’s blueberry jam, honey, and pickled tomatoes. danylo looks rather proud of that one! there’s a tin of pampushki off to the side—the filling is purple, signaling that these are plum flavored, and a hefty container of borscht, still warm! there’s also his signature slab of salo, because who would danylo be if he didn’t throw that in? and, of course, a bottle of medukha from lviv, nice and golden. laid over his arm is a white linen towel, finely embroidered with flowers of all colors in a neat pattern. ]

З Різдвом Христовим! Hope my dropping by’s not too much of a problem right now, huh? I figured that I’ve got some time, so I’d take a second to hand this off to you in person! Do you, uh—do you like singing, Aniko…?

@heroyam

[ /it takes anica setting down her mug, on the dark staining of the end table in the cosiest corner of her library, to concentrate on the singing. the language wasn't one she knew, no, but she knew how songful it was - and that was before the melody! she knew that, at least, and that calling of her name was one that had her hauling herself out of her seat! the thick blanket set over her lap drops to the floor in a disorderly pile, as she cranes an arm out into the archway, into the kitchen just behind her, for her hand to fumble on a countertop. that same blanket almost trips her in her strides to the front door.

carollers passing by, in the frigid stillness of that morning, had provided the most pleasant backing track to this rare moment of quiet in december, but this song in particular pulls her out of her sleepy state.

setting something down with a delighted squeal, anica needs to clap her hands and bounce in place on the doormat, to stop swinging her arms into embracing danylo and taking out the box, upon throwing the door open to find him. ]

Ah, Dănuț drag! Sfintele Sărbători de Crăciun să vă aducă sănătate! Look at you, you sweet boy! The picture of health, yes? [ /she cannot stop the cooing and the pinching of his cheeks. ] Yes, yes, you look marvellous- ah! And what is this! You did not need to make such an effort for silly old me, but goodness! Thank you! Thank you so... oh, oh you blessed soul, is that the sweet smell of salo you have blessed me with? God be with you for your bountiful generosity, my dear. Here, let me- ah! La naiba, you are spoiling me! [ /taking the box out of danylo's hands, she is pulled with a start by the sudden relinquishing of weight! anica catches it, nonetheless, and sets it by the door into the living room. ] I have sent the boys out for brandy and butter, so I will have some time to get the first pick of the goodies.

O-oh, and please! I have to reward your carols with a little something. I shall not hear anything otherwise, young man! So do not even try protesting - if we can spare seeds for the birds and their song, I can certainly spare this for such sweet colinde. Here: [ /a quick fumble by the side of that heavy front door, and she pulls out a small, brown paper gift-bag of colaci and cozonac; all cut into bite-size pieces and assembled in little alternating rings around an unmarked jar of cherry compote. it is a standard traditional offering to her favourite carol singers! ]

Hah! 'Do you like singing', he thinks to ask! Well I... I suppose I do, yes. There will come a day when I will get to serenade you all with a fine concert aria! Perhaps you will let me audition to sing at that upcoming wedding of yours, eh? Ehh? [ /there is a playful wink and nudge to his shoulder, before she chuckles, shaking her head. ] I only jest! Please, lamb, do not let me keep you. And thank you ever so much for the gifts. Thank you! You are too kind!

[girlivealwaysbean]

today is the first time in like forever that i kept my hair open for the whole day without hating them by the end of the day and they're so soft and i tried on dark maroon purple lipstick yesterday with my bestfriend and she was like whoa. you look like. hot. and Mature. and i told her i love her because i kept using pink because it's cute pretty girly and i wanna feel pretty but it didn't really suit me but this this dark shade it's perfect i feel so confident and sexy and i hung out with my cousin little sister rn we used to be closest bestfriends but we drifted apart because of papa-chachu drama in childhood but

[jreamsims]

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐒 // ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ɢᴀᴍᴇᴘʟᴀʏ.

-life-saving mods-

searchable pose player by @twistedmexi searchable household management menu by @twistedmexi personal list by @lumpinou easy relationship cheats by @carlsguides personalities plus by @plumlace

-"spoil me" mods/overrides-

luxe gift override by @largetaytertots passionate gifts 0.3 by @utopya-cc girls trip social event by @wickedpixxel martini collection by @bbygyal123 city vibes lot trait by @wickedpixxel

-loading screens & cas-

refreshed main menu backgrounds by @starrysimsie "by the lakeside" loading screens by @jreamsims glitter plumbob recolor by @pinkishwrld cas poses #2, #3, #5, #6 by @thekims4 more traits by @maplebellsmods

-default/overrides-

freeway sign override (del sol valley) by @thesimsbaddie billboard override 2.0 (del sol valley) by @sims-therapy

-"clean & cook with me" overrides/default replacements-

toothbrush override by @marilynjeansims kitchenware overhaul by @apricotrush basting brush & seasoning override by @annasiims living fridges & fridge decor by @aroundthesims4 clean day by @simkoos default mop replacement by @vixonspixels in-game dump by @kikovanitysimmer

-technology + entertainment overrides-

phone icon overrides by @qmbibi functional coffee maker & coffee cup override by @sims41ife computer desk override by @simkatu reading while sitting at the table by @simkatu functional magazines by @largetaytertots default bucket & spade by @vixonspixels

-"we outside" replacements-

offer rose default replacement by @apricotrush plants replacement v2.0 by @lady-moriel clouds replacement by @lady-moriel

~ honorable mentions ~

wedding stories teapot recolor by @vixonspixels rhode lip phone case by @offlinesims functional deodorant by @wickedpixxel & functional paper towels by @wickedpixxel (these two were supposed to go in the clean with me section, but broke due to the patches, but check here for updates on them!) love triangle mod by @maplebellsmods join a country club mod (this mod has been majorly refreshed & updated!!) by @maplebellsmods ownable dance studio by @wickedpixxel

thank you to all of the mod & cc creators! Ya'll literally make this game the best <3

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 18- Master!Miguel x Maid!Reader

"Did you hear? Another maid got fired for trying to flirt with the master." One of the head maids whispered. Another sighed,

"That's five this month. When are these young girls going to learn?"

"What about (Y/n)? She's been here for a while, has she made any comments about our master?"

"Thank goodness no. She is so focused on work that the poor girl might never get a boyfriend!"

        You frowned as you listened to the head maids chatter. You moved away from the wall you were hiding behind. You had no choice but to focus on work because of your bills. It would be a lie if you said you were not interest in the master of his household. Your master, Miguel O'Hara, was a wealthy man who always disappeared for business work. No one questioned anything. You were all hired to keep his mansion clean and tidy.

        Your job was to clean the main dining room. Due to other young maids, no one but the head maids were allowed to clean the master's bedroom. It was too dangerous. It was obvious as to why. The master was tall, toned and handsome. The only time you truly got to see him was when he returned home. Everyone in the mansion greeted him. You always tried to glance at him any other time, but you were afraid of getting caught and fired.

        A soft sigh escaped your lips as you thought about what the head maids said. You wanted a boyfriend, but it felt impossible. Every time you went on a date, something would happen to the person you were seeing. You started to wonder if it was you. As you walked down the hall, you heard a low grunt. Confused, you followed the strange noise and stopped in front of your master's room. You were told to stay as far away from here.

"Um, M-Master, are you okay?" You hesitantly asked, more worried about getting fired.

        It went silent. Taking a step back, you looked around to make sure no one saw you. Perhaps now would be best to leave? Right as you were about to turn your heel, the door opened.

"(Y/n)?" Miguel groaned lowly, leaning against the doorframe. You gulped, staring at him since he looked like he was in pain,

"Are you okay, master?" You asked.

        God, he looked so sexy. His shirt was undone, exposing his toned chest. Miguel was panting for air and sweat was rolling down his forehead. Realizing that your master was in pain, you immediately panicked.

"Master, shall I fetch you some medication? You don't look well," 

"It's just a headache," Miguel told you before sighing, "How are you with head massages?"

"Excuse me?" You were caught off guard by the question. Miguel faced you,

"Medicine won't work, but I'll be better with a head massage."

"Oh, um, I can try. If not, I'm sure one of the head maids ca-"

"I'm asking you. Not them."

        You flinched towards his demand. Agreeing to his request, you followed your master into his bedroom. The one place that all those other maids had failed to enter. You hesitantly followed him, taking in every little detail. The room smelled so good. Hopefully, this won't get you fired. You watched as Miguel laid against the couch, patting the space above his head. 

        You were nervous. What if you did a horrible job? Sitting down, you scooted closer and gulped as your master placed his head on your lap. He was so close! You inhaled softly before starting to rub your fingers against his forehead. You're watched enough videos, so hopefully you could copy what you saw. Hearing his rumbling groan, you bit your lower lip. God, he was so hot.

         Miguel groaned lowly as he relaxed to your touch. His headaches have been getting worse with his workload lately. That and the fact that you kept trying to date men who weren't good enough for you. With all the drama with other maids trying ti flirt with him, Miguel never had a chance to talk to you. You, the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. You, the determined worker. You, the woman he wanted. Miguel was thankful that you passed by his door. This was pleasant.

"Is this alright, master? Am I doing okay?" You asked.

Master.

        That word rolled so nicely off your lips. Miguel lowered his hand to hide his growing erection. Oh how he wanted to hear you cry for him. To drill you with his dick as you called him, master.

"Si. I'm feeling better already," He lowered his voice.

        Miguel was just happy to have his head on your lap. Like a soft cushion. He needed you to keep visiting him. He may be the master of this mansion, but he was still a man. Closing his eyes, Miguel relaxed under your touch. He was going to get used to this.

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        You tried to hide your smile as you hurried to Miguel's room with his dinner. Ever since he had you massage his head, Miguel had requested you to do for stuff for him. It made your heart flutter that you were getting close to him. All of the head maids shook their heads towards ypu getting cozy with the master, but hell! He requested you!

"Master! I've brought your dinner!" You chirped, knocking befoer entering. Miguel was sitting on his couch,

"(Y/N), you look awfully cheerful today." He said, adoring your smile. You placed his meal in front of him, "Do tell," Miguel loved to hear you ramble about your day.

"Well, I finally paid off one of my bills!" You chirped before hesitating, "That and...my last date asked me for another date. I was kind of wor-"

"Que?" Miguel stopped you in your tracks, "He asked for a second date?"

You could hear Miguel's angry tone, "Um...Yes?" You flinched as Miguel stood and approached you.

"You're not going out with him," He said firmly and stroked your cheek, "You're too good for him."

        That and Miguel was mad that the fucker dared to contact you again after he paid him. Miguel made sure to keep you single so that he could have you to himself.

"M-Master?"

        You glanced up at Miguel, leaning your head into the palm of his hand. They were so big and warm. You could feel your heart race as Miguel moved his hand to your waist. You could feel the tension. Miguel pulled you towards his bed and sat down. His grip still tight against your waist, your uniform blocking his touch.

"(Y/N), tell me what I am to you." Miguel's tone was needy. It made you melt.

"My Master."

"Mhm, you do as I say, right?" He started to draw circles around your waist, "You're not going to date anyone because you're going to be mine. Understood?"

"Y-Yes, Master," You bit your lower lip as he lowered you to his lap.

"I want you to take care of, (Y/N)." Miguel whispered in your ear, "Let me hear your voice."

        You started to tremble as Miguel stroked the outline of your dress. He leaned forward to kiss your neck, removing your collar with his teeth. You let out a small whimper as Miguel sucked on your neck. Heat started to form between your legs as you felt his erection grind against your panties. Tingles shot up your spine as your head flung back from pleasure. Miguel hummed, enjoying your body riding against his hips. Your damp panties starting to stain his pants.

        It was still not enough. You moaned lowly as Miguel brought his hand to your cunt, moving your panties aside to rub your folds. You moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck as you began to ride his hand. His long fingers teasing your entrance, making you clench nothing but air. His hot breathe against your ear as you whimpered from his teasing.

"You have to ask for it." He said with a smirk.

"P-Please, Master."

"That's right, keep begging me." You moaned as Miguel entered two fingers into your pussy, pumping them against your tight gummy walls, "Look at you, about to cum on your master's hand."

"Master~" You tensed as his fingers curled against your pussy, causing you to orgasm, "Hah, Master!"

"Good girl, (Y/N). Always a hard worker," He praised, removing his hand to undo his pants, "Will you continue to work hard for me?"

"Yes, Master."

        You took a moment to catch your breathe as you positioned yourself above him. You moved his hand away from his cock, grabbing it instead. You were hesitant, but after seeing the lust in his eyes, you folded. Pumping his dick a few times, you cried out as he started to stretch your pussy. You were slow, but you kept going down on him, shaking from the intense feeling. Your hands rested against Miguel's chest, trying to finish putting his dick inside you.

        Miguel let out a grunt as he helped. He thrusted upward, causing you to cry loudly. His cock shoved so deep inside you that it made your vision blur for a second. He demanded that you move, to which to listened. Your cries became loud moans as you bounced on his dick. Your body leaned back as you rode him, pleasure overtaking you. Miguel held your waist, one of his thumbs rubbing your clit in the process. This made you cum again.

"Master!"

"Don't stop until your work is done," Miguel gave you an order.

        You whined, slowing down from your high. Miguel gripped your waist, rubbing your clit harder as he started to thrust. Your moans were music to his ears. No other man was going to have you. Not when you worked for him. Not when he was fucking your pussy this good. Changing positions, Miguel had your stomach against the bed, drilling you from behind. The strings of your maid uniform giving him even more of a high.

"Fuck, look at you taking your master's dick so well. Does it feel good? Being fucked by your master?"

"Yes, Master~! Please give me more, Master~!" You begged, gripping onto the bedsheets. Miguel pounded your pussy, making sure to fill you with his cum,

"You'll listen to your master's orders then, right? No dating anyone. This pussy is mine."

"Yes, Master!" You trembled as he kept slapping his dick into you.

"You're my personal maid. I'll take care of all your bills and you. You deserve everything, mi amor (my love)." He groaned, watching your pussy suck his dick more, "Fuck, you look so good with my dick in you. My perfect girl."

"Master!"

        Miguel had you working hard throughout the night. He made sure to take care of you and your issues. You were his personal maid, making sure to take care of all of his 'issues'. Eventually, you graduated from his maid to his wife. 

"C'mon, baby. Say it for me." Miguel groaned as he had you on your back, his dick pounding your pussy, "Just once more."

"Master~" You purred, arching your back as you orgasmed. Miguel moaned in response, giving you his fill,

"That's right, baby. I'm your Master."

[lionofchaeronea]

Mummy portrait (wax encaustic on sycamore wood) of a girl, from the Fayum region of Egypt. Artist unknown; ca. 120-150 CE (reign of Hadrian or Antoninus Pius). Now in the Liebieghaus, Frankfurt am Main, Germany. Photo credit: Carole Raddato.