#*yaca

[jpopstreaming]

🆕🎶 「 Net/You 」 new album by nyankobrq & yaca, nyankobrq, YACA IN DA HOUSE is now available worldwide! 🌐 Listen now on our weekly updated playlist and discover new sounds from Japan 🎧 https://spoti.fi/42HdAgd

[lostinpleasantview]

Custom YACAS Screen (TVickiesims Flower Edit)

When I loaded up YACAS for the first time in ages, I noticed that the defaults flowers from @tvickiesims that I use were poking through one of the walls. Not a major issue, but for me it was enough of an annoyance that I decided to fix it and use it as an excuse to spruce up the YACAS screen just a little.

I would not call this an extensive custom CAS screen like some of the amazing ones I've seen. I did make some changes to the interior (different wall paper, flooring, added a few pieces of furniture and clutter) but I kept it close to the spirit of the vanilla YACAS since my main annoyance was the flowers poking through. This YACAS Screen is completely CC free: it may look different in your game as I extensively use default replacements + ReShade. This is mainly intended for those who use Vickie's default flora, since her flower sizes are different compared to Vanilla Sims 2. I've used the clean lot item to ensure this lot is clear from data. I kept my edits relatively minor since this "lot" is only used when creating sims.

This YACAS is a basic package file, all you need to do is extract and place into your downloads folder. It will not overwrite the original; if you wish to get rid of it, simply delete the package file. I am the farthest thing from a modder when it comes to Sims 2 CC, but please let me know if you run into any issues using this.

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[giallogigan]

designing some of the old gods based off their relics for fun because i am under the sway of dark and tempestuous forces scale below:

some hcs: -Stithi, Grand Mancer, and Little Yaca are the only gods blood related -the Anchorite kept the peace and balance between the gods, it's their death that triggers the war of the Old Faith -Icegore and Ala controlled extreme weather, it's why the lands are so unbearably pleasant -Turua was the most difficult god to slay, it's debatable if they're truly dead -Narinder was a follower of Warrwacka, he betrays the god during the war and is executed for it -Stithi was the god of self-preservation and an excellent diplomat/liar -the Grand Mancer was the god of invention, their death is the reason the world's development halts -Laplace was a Janus-type god of transitions/duality -Shunrue was the link between the first gods and the gods who needed crowns, their knowledge would have done greater harm to the world had they survived the war

[successors-oftheoldfaith-au]

Successors of the Old Faith

Power changes hands like the tides. One can go with the flow, or be dragged down to the depths by the currents. A new sort of idol is on the rise.

A "godly beast", was once thought to be unfathomable. But the Infant God proved otherwise. They paved the way—whether they knew it or not—for new challengers to enter the fray.

Comic Masterpost

Characters Available for Asks

Last updated: 2/15/2025

Shamura, The Infant God | 98, God of War Knowledge Kallamar, The Demigod | 6, [no domain] Narinder, The Second Son | 2, [no domain]

Dantalion, The Last Bastion | Elderly, God of Death Margo, The Night | Senior, Goddess of the Moon Naoko, Shamura's Retainer | 18, [no domain]

Characters to Be Aware Of

Leethil, Margo's Retainer | 215, Vessel of War [Former] Harendra, The First Son | 6, Vessel of Ala Hera, The End | Deceased, Goddess of Peace

Stihi, The Scorned | 30, Vessel of the Light Clauneck, The Renegade | Adult, Keeper of Cards, Agent of Fate Little Yaca, The Misfortunate | Adolescent, Goddess of Ghosts

Detailed Character Profiles

Guidelines

Characters will answer things about the past and present, but rarely the future. The "present" will be dictated by the most recent comic page!

You can send asks about "Characters to Be Aware Of", they'll just be answered by an "Available Character!" More characters will become available as the comic progresses. Some might only be available for a short time :3c

Asks touching on mature or dark subjects are allowed and welcomed.

Suggestive and NSFW asks are also allowed and welcome for characters that're 18+ or marked "Adult" or older.

In a similar vein, send as many asks as you want! I may get through them slowly at times, but I'll try to do at least one per week.

Willing to interact with OCs (Lamb OCs included), but they'll be treated as if they're existing in this AU! Clashing AUs will just be treated as non-canon, but are still welcome. Same applies to the Bishops (for example) in their own AUs.

I've never actually run an ask blog like this before, so guidelines may be updated in the future! Open to suggestions and such ^^

Woo! Ready to start this thing! Here's the first set of active characters, and the first few comic pages will be arriving shortly :3c

They said, like a liar.

[peyoda]

【🍃New Release🍃】

PEYODA 1st Album "Good Thinkin'"

・Feat: YACA IN DA HOUSE, PARTY KIDWELL ・Special Thanks: upusen and his AE86 ・Produce/Mix/Master/Artwork/Animation: PEYODA

Distribution has started on various streaming services. Please take a listen!

[darklight-owl]

Can you tell us more about the species you like please?

👀Well since you asked...

This is a chucao (photo sources 1 2) they're the first bird whose call I learned to identify because of how characteristic it is so that's why they're my fav birds. They live in the south, curious little creatures but very timid. You probably won't know there's one close to you until they sing and fly away. Oh yeah, also, they are LOUD. First time I heard one I got so startled lmao 😭 it was all quiet and then that thang screamed in my ear. It's like a birdwatcher rite of passage i think lol

This critter (photo source) is a band-winged nightjar (commonly called "gallina ciega" or "blind chicken" here) and they're completely nocturnal. First time I saw them was when I'd gone to stay over at my friend's house to go birdwatching in the early morning but we decided "hey since we're all here let's go on a night hike". We went to the hill at 12am and started heading back at 2am when we saw one of these fly over our heads and land on the path. They're extremely quiet, almost like ghosts. And their eyes glow super brightly especially when you shine a light on them (which you shouldn't do at least not for an extended period of time poor things lmao). Supposedly their cry is super eerie as well, but I've never heard it. Anyway there were like three of those that night. My group overslept the next morning but it was so worth it.

This (photo source) is a degu or ratón cola de pincel (brush-tailed mouse). There's cooler small mammals in Chile like vizcachas or yacas but unlike those I have actually seen degus irl which make them more special TO ME. The trick to spotting them is that they tend to reuse the same paths a lot and only go out in the early mornings, so if you arrive at a decent time and watch the burrows for long enough you'll see dozens of them running from one burrow to another or looking for food or even picking fights with each other. They're really cute it's always a joy to see them. Also the reason why people need to get their fucking dirtbikes out of the trails and put their damn dogs on leashes stop being a hazard to degus please :(

Finally this (image source) is a chilean bumblebee. They used to be far more common but have been outcompeted by the invasive european bumblebee and now they're endangered can only be found in remote locations far away from humans. I've seen one exactly once in my life and it was a really special sight. I don't know much about them unfortunately but they're a staple of chilean wildlife and super super important for the ecosystem, there's several plants that rely on them.

I'd love to keep rambling on about animals I've seen/heard (especially birds i love peucos and tapaculos and turcas and chercans and-) but I've been typing for long enough lmao. The funny thing is Chile's like the least biodiverse country in South America but we still have all this. So like. Naturalism is for everyone i think like even if you think you don't have any animals where you live i guarantee you have something to gather around in a circle with your friends and point at and go "OOOOO🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵" at.

[honekujiras]

Summary:

Yoshino hands his shirt back to him, the tears invisible and the top button back in place like nothing ever happened. "I'm glad, though. That you didn't actually kill either of them." Almost inaudibly, Shouma says, "...Why did you stop me?" An alternative telling of Ch. 24.3.

sakura exchange writers just dropped !! here's a raise wa tanin ga ii piece i had the pleasure of pinch hitting <3

read on AO3 above!

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

Teot-tober day 4

Yacatecuhtli

God of commerce and travel. Yaca is patron to all traveling merchants of Mesoamerica. His name translates to "lord of the nose" and sometimes depicted with a large one. Traveling merchants would always carry a bundle of sticks with them, with this they'd make an effigy of Yaca when they'd set up camp for the night. This was to keep them safe.

In his carrying basket, Yaca has a seemingly endless amount of wares to trade for. Everything from weapons, food, precious metals and more.

[jpopstreaming]

🆕🎶 「 Awaken 」 new single by YACA IN DA HOUSE, gaburyu is now available worldwide! 🌐 Listen now on our weekly updated playlist and discover new sounds from Japan 🎧 https://spoti.fi/42HdAgd

[frutavel]

I have a dream I hope will come true That you're here with me And I'm here with you I wish that the earth, sea and the sky up above Will send me someone to lava

Bigboy Yaca is mine, Taya belongs to @atu-and-zuni <3

[essiesmutantbiz]

I’ve done a new thing! My new weird metafictional novella (totally standalone yay) is now out in the world. It’s a murder and a mystery, a love story, it’s a pack of lies, a kiss blown to the waning moon.

You can check it out here:

[microscotch]

alright, here we go! you can download both replacements here!

CAS / YACAS

results will vary depending on the lighting mod installed.

REQUIRED CC:

4t2 basement kit by tvickie

LC: walls & floors (horse ranch)/ piano conversion / snowy escape build set

industrial loft kit conversion by ladysimplayer8

wall conversions by moocha

plant conversion by limonaire

life stories bundle buy & build / store content

curtains by funpumph

linacheries AL window recolor

<3

i made these a solid year ago. would u guys be interested in me releasing these replacements publicly?

[samcara]

¿Cuál fue la última actividad que hiciste por pura diversión? Sembrar un árbol de Yaca, que produce los frutos de mayor tamaño del mundo.

[honekujiras]

Summary:

Souta's face looks dazzling when the lights of the city hit it, blue and pink and yellow like something half out of a dream. Tomoya needs a damn camera. His arm is still around Souta's shoulders even as they get into the taxi. It's nice. It's enough.

It's not.

Okay, so maybe Tomoya is a little in love with Souta—and has been for a long time. Big deal.

posted a new fic about some silly college boys who have been mutually pining for the past 4 years. yes it’s 2x the length of my previous longest fic. yes it’s a semi-crackship. that’s how i roll babyyy

check it out on AO3 above or read the preview below!

The alleyway air around them smelling of cigarette ash and the coolness of a July night, Souta tells Tomoya, "You should stop smoking so much."

Tomoya glances at him over the metal rim of his glasses before taking a long drag from his cigarette, just out of spite. Even as his eyes flutter shut, he can picture Souta's offended expression: brows knotted in annoyance, arms folded. The thought elicits a chuckle from him, or maybe that's the buzz of the alcohol in his veins.

When he opens them again, he tilts his head at Souta and replies, "You're not my boss."

"I know," his friend says, rolling his eyes, and it looks so much like the face Tomoya had imagined that he laughs again. "But remember, who's paying for our bar crawls every week: you or me?"

That snaps Tomoya out of his haze. He squawks indignantly. "First my cigarettes, now my drinks? What're you gonna come for next, my CDs?"

"Maybe those are what I should've come for first," Souta says, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Tomoya feels his gaze linger there for a heartbeat longer than necessary before he tears it away.

It's times like these that he wishes he could blink and capture the world around him like a camera: the quiet thrum of Tokyo waiting at the end of the alleyway, the flicker of the neon sign in front of the bar they've just left, and the piercing glimmer of Souta's eyes under the dark curtain of his bangs. His phone is dead, though it wouldn't do the atmosphere justice anyhow, at least not in the way that Tomoya wants it. Damn Souta and the way that he draws these unpreservable moments to him like a magnet, moments that smear with time and a little bit of sake. Damn him.

"No way, dude," Tomoya retorts instead of saying any of that out loud. "Every guy needs a vice or two. Besides, you know you'd be missing them just as much as me, if not more."

Souta hums. "Fair enough."

Tomoya moves to take another drag from his cigarette, only to realize that it's so close to a stub that he would only be breathing in embers. That's what he gets for taking so long. Tomoya grinds it against the brick wall next to him and tosses into the trash.

"I wasn't doing it because of you," Tomoya protests when he sees Souta watching him, still with that wordless smile on his face.

"Hey, I didn't say anything!"

Tomoya shakes his head in an attempt to rid himself of this warm, fuzzy feeling inside. "Anyway," he says, "why does it matter if I smoke or not? It didn't seem like you cared before."

"...I dunno," Souta admits, and this is probably true. One thing Tomoya has learned over the past three-or-so years that they've been friends is that Souta has a tendency to say things first and let the thought about why he's saying them come after. Tomoya envies that freedom—that ability to say what's on his mind without pretense, without concern for all the eggshells he's stepping on along the way. "You're free to do what you want, but… I worry about your health, sometimes."

"Real rich coming from you," Tomoya says, and this is assuredly true. Souta is the kind of guy who worries about everyone around him, all the way down to the semi-conscious stranger at the other side of the bar that he calls a cab for. Hell, it's a part of their friendship too, Souta helping him study for an upcoming exam when Tomoya knows he'll ace it without breaking a sweat. But when he goes missing for days and returns with scars of mysterious origin or dark shadows circling his eyes, Souta always waves it off, always cuts the discussion there, as though his wellbeing is worth less than everyone else's.

"Do as I say, not as I do," Souta returns. "I just meant… Ah, it's hard to explain. Never mind."

"Go on," Tomoya says.

Souta turns to regard him. His face seems very close all of a sudden, his eyelashes casting soft shadows on his cheeks, and it takes every ounce of discipline Tomoya possesses not to visibly react. There are people who would kill for Souta to look at them like this, he thinks. Including him.

In the second before Tomoya says something incredibly stupid, Souta says, "Hm. Doesn't matter."

Tomoya clicks his tongue. "Dude, you can't just leave me hangin' like that."

"Seems like I just did."

Tomoya slings an arm over Souta's shoulder, because it seems like something he should do right now. Instinct, gravity, whatever. Souta's skin feels electric, as though there's a livewire just beneath the surface, but in a nice way.

"Souuuuta," he says, savoring the taste of it on his tongue.

Souta laughs breathlessly. "Saying my name like that isn't gonna magically change my mind."

"Shame." Tomoya glances at the bar behind them and adds, "At least buy me another drink or somethin'."

Souta inclines his head, his hair tickling Tomoya's arm. It smells like eucalyptus, maybe. Tomoya wants to bury his face in it.

"Nah, no more drinks tonight," Souta decides, and there's a cheeky smile in his voice as he adds, "I'm not carrying you back to your apartment again."

"Come on, that was one time!"

Strangely, it doesn't feel like the thing he wants to say, but he trails his friend out of the alleyway nonetheless. Souta's face looks dazzling when the lights of the city hit it, blue and pink and yellow like something half out of a dream. Tomoya needs a damn camera. His arm is still around Souta's shoulders even as they get into the taxi. It's nice. It's enough.

It's not.

Okay, so maybe Tomoya is a little in love with Souta—and has been for a long time. Big deal. He would never act on it, anyway; there are bigger things to deal with, like their upcoming exams and what they'll be doing for the rest of their lives. Besides, he doesn't have a chance with Souta: the most oblivious savant he knows, the guy who can have any person at his beck and call just by looking at them. His best friend. He ought to settle for singing along to Matsuda Seiko in the car with him, nothing more.

Partway through the ride, Tomoya thinks, Carry me home one more time, would you?