#( MM )

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

rewatching mia and me

how do you feel about lyria adopting mia?

uunnmmmm man I gotta do that too. I literally forgot all of Mia and Me related stuff jshdjdhfl<sfd

But while I was crying over my lack of free time I decided to let out some steam. Have these sketches for a possible AU where Mia can turn into a pegasus and Lyria into something similar to an elve!

[decaffeinated-heads]

A drawing I did for pocky day

[kmscb]

Maybe the boys will catch on when we start telling them, "Your ass, my dick."

Truly despairing. The lack of empathy. The self-interest of patriarchy.

Boys should not need girls to make themselves smaller.

[transingthoseformers]

mmm but you can REALLY make past megop hurt in the Orion Arc though...

[marshmallowprotection]

My favorite personal hc for Saeyoung is he tans easily (opposed to his brother, who for some reason I feel like burns more easily). I LOVEEE Saeyoung with a tan. He probably gets one once he can finally live an stress-free life full of fishing.

See, I am totally down with this headcanon. Saeyoung's had way more opportunities to enjoy the sunshine compared to his brother over the years, and I've no doubt it shows in his complexion. Saeran didn't have the sun exposure Saeyoung did. Saeran couldn't leave his house as a little boy except when Saeyoung snuck him out, and that typically didn't happen unless it was afternoon or early morning due to their mother's drinking habits.

Even with the time Saeran spent at the cathedral, I've no doubt the nuns, Rika, and V had to slather him in sun screen because he had such sensitive skin. That short time in his life didn't last long and he was forced back inside not long after that. Having spent many years inside myself, I can say that it makes sun exposure extra hard on you once you try to get yourself back out there for Vitamin D.

I like to imagine GE Saeran gets his fair share of freckles after the events of the RAE and he spends all of his free time in the garden he's built with MC. I think SE Saeran would get freckles, too, after some time, because he spends a lot of his time watching clouds to get away from it all. I can see Saeyoung holding back tears in post Secret Ending because he sees Saeran glow from how much time he's been spending in the sunshine. That's all he ever wanted for his baby brother.

But, even though Saeyoung tans "easier", don't forget to slather him up in sun screen. I'm sure he would love to have you dote on him as he sits back in his boat and gets ready to haul in as many fish as he wants for dinner! You can reach all those spots he couldn't get to on his own! Do you know how long he's waited for someone who's got a pair of trustworthy hands? Forever! Now, slap that goop on his back and get in the boat! He wants to put your sun screen on, too!

All I want for Saeyoung is a boat dubbed S.S. [Your Name] that he can fish in to his heart's content.

[the-phantom-peach]

🗣️ I like drawing pretty boys in green tunics

[sentate]

SENTATE - The Rosé Collection

Summer may feel like forever away but The Rosé Collection is here to transport your sims somewhere warm and romantic. Inspired by my 2 favourite sims living in their Tartosa Nectary; this collection offers a set of versatile floaty seperates that can be mixed and matched to take your sims from sunny days in the vineyard to moonlit walks on the sandy beach.

This 8 item set comes in my 30 swatch colour palette plus 10 delicious prints that pair well with any wine of your choosing!

8 Items / 30 Plain Swatches (+10 prints)

DOWNLOAD - Free on Patreon

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[pierisim]

Hello hello !

The Unfold set is ready to be...unfold! This month focus on small spaces where you can play with those foldable items (at least pretend it is!) like convertible bed and foldable tables! This way you will be able to save a little bit of space in your lots!

You can find the items by searching for UNFOLD or Pierisim in game.

Some items share the same textures so make sure to have the packages finishing by "texture" in your mod folder :)

All base game compatible.

unmerged and merged version available.

Public 17/08/2023

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[cheritzteam]

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[kmscb]

Gee, I wonder why I'm cutting off the people who voted to hurt me? I mean seriously, does that bitch think I'll let myself get into an abusive relationship just to soothe her fucked up feelings?

[its-adrienpastel]

📑 Landon Jacket (Kids)

Base Game Compatible

Kids (Unisex)

12 Swatches

All LODs & Maps

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[mmalignus]

[damien-thedoctor]

[He watched, gun held as his hands shook.]

[What.]

[Had.]

[He.]

[Done.]

[Coated in blood. His hands were covered in it.]

[…..]

[He had killed a child. No. Nonononono. Not another one of Silas’s kids.. not another.]

[……]

[What was this hunger?]

[He blocked out It’s words, static beginning to fill his ears.]

[He needed to eat.]

[Had he done this before?]

[……..]

[Did it really matter now.]

[Why was…. Everything blacking out? No- what was he doing? Why couldn’t he stop himself? Had he dropped his gun?… he couldn’t feel his hands. What was… what was happening?]

[He was so fucking hungry.. it was like something was eating away at him from the inside… when was the last time he ate..? Why was he shifting form.. he could feel that.]

[…..]

—————

[There would have been no way to escape. Damien’s pupil’s dilated, there was no way to prevent what was happening. The smell of sweet.. sweet delicious blood filled the air. It made him drool. Why was he drooling? What was he doin- it didn’t matter now. No.. it didn’t matter. Why was he eating something? His hands they tore at flesh. Eating it. Eating it alive. He could feel his fangs sink into warmth. Flesh. Fur..? He didn’t care.]

[Blood splattered everywhere. It wasn’t normal blood.]

[Eat.]

[Eat.]

[Eat.]

[Oh how they had told him that gluttony was a sin. This was their fault for turning him into this. A deity. Slaughtering him like an animal.]

[Over and over.]

[They had given him sacrifices. Fed him those sacrifices.]

[It had gone from animals.]

[….]

[To people.]

[But oh why would he desecrate a carcass? One so fresh? He had never been able to eat properly after his revival. It was torture. He tried to stop himself. They kept feeding him blood and flesh.]

[That was the only thing that could satiate him.]

[But now.. the slaughter was his. Not those worthless pigs who treated him like an animal. Who fed him when he was on the brink of insanity.]

[Not anymore.]

[Oh, blood and viscera divine.]

[Oh it felt wonderful. So much blood.]

[SO MUCH.]

[He felt his hands? No claws wrap around a limb, was it an arm? It didn’t matter as he ripped it off.]

[Eat.]

[Eat.]

[Eat.]

[He dug in, Jaws clamping down into the bone and crunching it to nothing but bone dust. Blood dripped from his maw. Was he… even in there? His pupils left little green in his eye, massive black orbs looked down at Sweater with a blank unrecognising look.]

[Then he smiled. It was a sick look.]

[Blood. Everywhere.]

[His front was caked in it.]

[He moved to Sweater’s ribcage next. Easily overpowering Sweater as he had them pinned down beneath him. His claws extended as he flexed his fingers and they opened up the poor deity’s chest with ease. He began feasting on their viscera, their guts, their intestines. Everything felt so good. Like it was a dream. They were still alive. He would have to eat them whole until it finally stopped breathing. He could vaguely hear them screaming. He covered their mouth with one hand, claws ripping into their jaw. Shut up.]

[His fangs were massive. They were Oni teeth.]

[Even before he had become a god. They had.. they had kept him like a pet. Made him murder. His mama.. what had he done. They made him eat her. Silas had been the only one who understood. It wasn’t him. He had loved Silas. He had. But.. this. He knew Silas never felt the same and he respected that. He never meant to hurt him- or.. his kids. He had felt affection for them too. Like they were his own. He didn’t mean to take their lives. There were 8 of them. Sweater was the 9th. But… then again he’s just doing what he was trained to do. Right..? What was he doing…? What was he..? He didn’t want to hurt people- why was he still alive? Why was he? WHAT WAS HE DOING. ….He still remembered seeing Silas’s corpse. Had the same thing happened too? Oh god.. he.. had he eaten Silas too?…. He only ate the other’s flesh. He had saved his bones. He had brought Silas back. He had brought that thing back too. Anvir.]

[…]

[Why hadn’t Silas just killed him when he had the chance? Why hadn’t he..? Kraken.. Mikhail… his darling husband. The man who was at risk everyday from Damien just snapping and killing him. Every wound. Every drop of blood. Abel. His… his little boy.. he..]

[Had he eaten Abel too?]

[He didn’t even realise that tears were dripping from his eyes, he continued to eat and eat. Ripping at Sweater’s bones. Chest. Why were they still breathing..? Why wouldn’t they die? He didn’t want them to be in pain.. but he couldn’t stop himself. Where was HE? Damien wasn’t there.]

[Bile was rising from the back of his throat.]

[He.. he needed to feast. What was he- what was he doing..? Why.]

[……]

[Why wouldn’t Shapeshifter just kill him. Why wouldn’t anyone just.. get it done with. Was that too much to ask? He was so tired of this futile existence. It always ended the same. Him slaughtering someone. Him hurting someone. Him eating someone. He was sick of it. He was spiralling. He jaws clamped down into his own arm. You deserve this. They didn’t. Sweater is right.]

[….]

[We really are like those who hurt us.]

[Patch… Shifter… Shattered… Silver….]

[What had I done to deserve what you and other’s did to me? I’m not a violent dog. I’m not.. why did I lash out like that at Sweater? Why had I.. what was I doing.. oh god.. no.. NO..]

[His claws made contact with the head of Sweater’s tail, ripping into it.]

[He dug his teeth into the skin.]

[Oh Shifter… your judgment. It is useless. I know what you did.]

[I saw you.]

[You were the one who ordered me to be killed.]

[Perhaps that is why I voted against the one who I have held down to be spared. To be watched by Silas.]

[Patch.]

[You were the first. You did what Silver did. Even before his time. Taking advantage. Not just once. I despise you. You kept bringing me back alive, just to let me drown in my own blood. Choking on it.]

[I just wanted to live a peaceful life.]

[…..]

[So why am I hurting my best friend’s child? Why am I? Why do I hurt everyone I love.]

[Silas.. mother…]

[How could you have ever loved someone like me?]

[He smiles.]

[waves.]

“:)”

@damien-thedoctor

[Sweater's ears pinned back, expression shifting to one of uneasiness. They stared at the man for a few moments before speaking.]

"What do you want..?"

[blueskittlesart]

Linktober day 20: mask

[hughiecampbelle]

The Boys Preference: Wearing Their Clothes

Requested: i followed you for succession and currently im the boys brainrotted so you wouldnt believe my excitement when i realised you wrote for the boys too!!!!! i want to request maybe hc on how the boys would react to reader wearing their sweater/tshirts - anon

A/N: My love, the brain rot is so real!!! When I tell you I have an entire folder of The Boys edits, I mean I am kicking my feet and giggling at these people covered in blood lol. Thank you for requesting! Please feel free to again, I absolutely love writing preferences! I hope you like it!!!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜

Butcher absolutely adores you wearing his coat. It drives him wild. It started one night where you two were alone, the group split up. While everyone else had their own jobs, you and Butcher were on surveillance. It was freezing out. He noticed the goosebumps on your arms. You swore you were fine, but he could tell you were putting up a front. Oi, just take it. Not wanting to blow your cover and fight, you put his coat around your shoulders, thanking him. It's a long night and you take shifts. When he catches you curled in a ball, his coat wrapped around you, it tugs at his heartstrings. Something about this image of you just makes him melt. After that, he's eager to see it again. Realizing this, you never turn down his offer. Now you basically have 50/50 custody. You like it. It's warm and worn, but it also smells like him and, when you're apart, remains a reminder that he's always looking out for you. Both M.M. and Frenchie are full of jokes when they catch you wearing it, but Annie and Hughie find it endearing.

Hughie loves that you wear his t-shirts and hates it. Not only do you look better in them than him, which is annoying enough, and now everyone finds them funny now that you're wearing them, but now he can never find the one shirt he wants to wear. It's either on your body or in your closet. Of course he would never stop you, he doesn't want you to stop, but he does wish there was a little bit more of a compromise. You wore it the first time you slept over. Your shirt had been discarded somewhere you couldn't find, but Hughie's was right there. He tried not to show it, he tried not to get caught smiling, but he was way too obvious. Something about seeing you in his shirt made his day, his life. It never gets old. When it's laundry day, most of your clothes end up being his. Now he has double the laundry. Still, it's worth it. His clothes always come back smelling like you. When they get ripped or torn from fights you apologize profusely, but he's just glad you're okay. Who cares about a stupid shirt?

Annie has always loved you in her clothes. When you moved in together, your clothes just sort of became jumbled. Neither of you felt the need to separate them, so you really can't tell if the sweater you're wearing is hers of yours. When she buys clothes she always makes sure you like what she's picking out so that you both can wear it. No one even noticed what you two were doing, that one day you'd be wearing a shirt and a few days later it would be her turn, it's just sort of become a thing. When something gets ripped or torn or covered in blood, you're the first to make jokes. I loved that sweater, you say, though Annie knows what you really mean is it's a stupid piece of clothing, you're just glad she's okay, that's all that matters. Your favorite thing is to look at pictures where, in one, you're wearing this sweater and, in the next, she is. Something about that puts a smile on your face.

M.M. feels a little insecure. You used to love wearing his shirts. Truthfully, no one can tell what's his and what's yours, your and his clothes are so blended. Since becoming in charge of The Boys, as close to a leader as possible, he's lost a lot of weight. Grown smaller, and his clothes no longer fit you. You of course still have his old shirts, but his new wardrobe just doesn't fit. You assure him it's just temporary. The anxiety, the OCD, it really hurts his appetite. He can't even think about food anymore. Still, realizing that you can no longer share, it makes him self-conscious. Something about you wearing his clothes made him think that he was there with you always, that this was a way to protect you, as silly as it might sound. Now that you wear your clothes more, he isn't there to save you. It just adds to his many worries. You assure him you'll be safe, you'll always come back to him, but he just can't help it. You make a point to wear his older shirts as much as possible, not wanting him to worry more than he does.

Frenchie literally can't tell when you're wearing his clothes vs. your own. His style is pretty eclectic. His pants alone are bright and patterned and, to his friends, a fashion offense. His clothes are rarely organized, so you end up picking through piles to find something specific. Most of the time you have to point out when you've got one of his jackets or shirts on. He of course thinks you look better in them than him and he makes it known. Your friends make fun of you and him for some of the outrageous outfits you put together. Everything is worn in and soft and smells like him, a mix of cologne and fabric softener and smoke. Not realizing, Frenchie wears your clothes, too. Only when you ask for a shirt back or where it is does he realize oh! so this belongs to you. Neither of you mind. It makes you happy seeing him wear your clothes. He definitely styles is better than you.

Kimiko's entire closet is all black. Not only is it easy to blend in with the crowd, and it all matches, but it can also hide the sight of blood. Neither of you can really tell whose shirt or pants or jacket belongs to who, considering most of your clothes are pretty identical. Still, she'll poke fun at you every so often when she realizes you've got on one of her shirts. Is that mine? She smiles. Is it? You didn't even realize. You always ask her if she wants it back, if she wants you to change, but she shakes her head. She tells you look good in it, badass even, and you shrug it off, though it means a lot. You and Kimiko both are still figuring out how relationships work. It takes a lot of trust, something neither of you were very well versed in. Sharing clothes is just another way you two show that you're a partnership. No one else can tell, but you can. That kind of attention would normally make alarm bells go off in your head, but you know Kimiko, you know she does it out of affection and not something more sinister.

Bonus! Homelander rarely, if ever, wears civilian clothes. If he's not in his suit, he's probably naked. You've never seen him in anything else. The only time he's done it was to see Sage and that was in secret. Still, you find a way to share by wearing his cape. Typically wrapped around you after you slip from the bed, in search of your own clothes, half-naked and embarrassed. He assured you you have never looked better. Homelander likes power. He likes when people listen to him, respect him, and show him their loyalty. You wearing his cape shows him all of that and more. He never thought he'd like you in his clothes, it's just another thing he's territorial about, but he's pleasantly surprised. Now he expects it. If you forget or just don't wear it, his ego is pretty wounded. You assure him it's nothing against him. Now you go out of your way to do so, knowing it makes him so happy.

Bonus! Soldier Boy feels such an attraction to you when you wear his clothes. He doesn't really wear anything but his suit, so one day you jokingly put it on. You filled it out differently than he did, but it didn't look horrible. When he saw you, he was all smiles. The first thing that comes to mind is wanting to take it off you *wink wink*. What was a joke is now something you do on special occasions, putting it on and parading around in it. The things he says are awfully dirty and make you laugh every time. You never thought something as silly and simple as putting on his suit would end up driving him this wild. You should have known, it makes perfect sense, but you just never realized. When he does, on rare occasions, wear regular clothes, he's the first to suggest that you share. It isn't as enticing as wearing his suit, but the attraction is still there. It makes him feel like you belong to him, that you want to show that off. Nothing matters more to him than that. Nothing makes him feel more seen.

[soapdispensersalesman]