#Can't do that just anywhere in this worl

[murfeelee]

Get to know you - Sims Style

Thanks @descendantdragfi here and @obscurus-noctem here for tagging me! ❤️

What’s your favorite Sims death? Every death is hilarious--fire and drowning are iconic, ofc. My fave sims GHOST, however, is the Haunted one from SN, and the Hologram one from ITF.

Alpha CC or Maxis Match? Alpha CC. I don't mind Maxis Match in TS3, but EFF NO in TS4--get that clayfied crap out of my face, alpha all the waaaaaay~!

Do you cheat your sims weight? YES, I use a weight gain mod.

Do you move objects? MOOOOOOOO! 🐄🐮

Favorite Mod? I juuuuust made a whole post drooling over my faves.

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack? TS1 Makin Magic. Iconic.

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing? aLIVE.

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? My avatar sim, Sakura Rain, the time-traveling Japanese cherry-tree faery of the Unseelie Court. (She's inspired by all my fave pink-haired anime characters.)

Have you made a simself? Yes, but only when I play The Sims with my family members, and we take turns making each other and our home. It's so much fun.

Which is your favorite EA hair color? White. Especially after TS4 came out with no CASt or color wheel and I couldn't even recreate my main sims like wtf. I have a type, EA!

Favorite EA hair? PFFT! 🙄 I can't stand most of the hairs EA makes in general, especially not the ones for male sims, as most of mine have very long hair.

Favorite life stage? Young adult, by default. But as more mods have been made for kids (No Stretch, Child Magic, Toddler Interactions) I have been enjoying child sims FAR more than I used to.

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? I'm a builder--that's how I got into TS1 way back in the day. I like decorating interiors--my exteriors are usually sad, I suck at using CFE--and just cluttering up my lots. As a fandom-inspired storyteller, I rely on in-game interactions to give my sims the poses/scenes I need, so having deep and immersive gameplay that allows me to recreate whatever fandoms I want is key.

Are you a CC creator? Unfortunately.

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad? A "sim squad"???

Do you have any sims merch? No, but I want one of those plumbbob headbands so I can dress up as a sim on Halloween. XD

Do you have a  Youtube for sims? Technically no. I got into making TS3 machinimas inspired by my favorite music a few years ago, and would upload them to Youtube cuz that's what everyone did, but omfg all the recent changes in copyright and music policies has made it SUCH a headache uploading ANYWHERE--including Tumblr!

Like, my most recent IWTV insp. machinima on Tumblr has that stupid Copyright Guidelines thumbnail on it, even though Tumblr ACCEPTED the video and let it go through--it plays! It's not removed, so wtf??? No matter how many times I tried reuploading it I got the same problem--this BS is more trouble than it's worth, tbh.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing? My gameplay will always look a bit pudding, but I think/hope I'm getting better at recreating different fandoms, and getting the level of detail down just right.

Who’s your favorite CC creator? It takes a village. There is no ONE creator--especially since all my OG faves retired a long time ago: Luna, @qingshuangtongzi, Hekate999, etc. And new simmers pop up everyday that blow my mind, so yeah, it's just the community at large, really. 💚💚💚

How long have you had Simblr? 2013--this July will make it a full decade. Tumblr's trash but it's also the absolute best, LOL.

How do you edit your pictures? I suck at editing--in GIMP I just tweak the "Curves" brightness & saturation when the in-game lighting is hot garbage, then call it a win.

What expansion/ gamepack is your favorite? (TS1) Makin Magic, (TS2) Apartment Life & Night Life are tied for witches & vampires, (TS3) Supernatural, (TS4) Vampires. Like, Supernatural changed my life, I seriously doubt I'd've kept playing TS3 as long as I have without SN. I also love World Adventures and Into the Future of course, but Supernatural gave us Witches, Faeries, Werewolves, (I'm not even gonna talk about TS3's busted Vampires like how the EFF were they "updated" or "fixed" when we STILL didn't get a functional coffin, like what frikkin vampire would sleep on a frikkin altar exposed to the sunlight like a effing BUFFOON, EA?!) and all kinds of fanciful content that I just can't live without. Hands down. 🧙🪄🧙‍♀️✨

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[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

In your off the animation table world au, what's stopping people from just creating a character called 'god' or something and then conquering the universe?

Because multiple other franchises have characters called God and/or Jesus, and their Toon abilities, however, are not on a level that can be comparable to a deity. Family Guy and South Park are some of the great examples of this,

I mean water into wine is a great Toon gag to have at parties or being able to summon lightning to strike your enemies is great for defense, but in the grand scheme of things it's not very deity level.

And it's pretty darn hard to make a Toon that is at the level of a deity. There is only really one Toon that has ever reached that level, and that is the Mickey Mouse.

And Disney herself is alive, she has a soul and spirit and has been spotted in this world on multiple occasions.

Walter Elias Disney was dabbling in things inadvertently, leading to Mickey being the most powerful of Toons, and when people latched onto him that was vital to this,

When that Mouse can literally warp the fabric of reality with just a snap of the fingers or Disney turning an abusive parent into a literal Pig or different animal as punishment, how about Mickey teleporting by just a mere thought cause he wanted to check on the Florida parks,

When this mouse can literally create other Toons like a Human through animating them, when no other Toon can do the same

That is on the level of being a Deity,

See, when Walt Roy and Ub made Disney, they weren't expecting half a billion people by 2024 to have visited the company by their hundred year anniversary,

Can you imagine the power and magic of the collective emotions of over half a billion people? There is no other place that has ever copied that, and that is what gives Mickey Mouse and Disney their capabilities

Even if this was suddenly cut off they have such a deep well of magic that has built up over the years that there is no way of getting rid of it, it refills itself nowadays because there's so much.

And the only others that have tried to copy what Walt did have gone literally mad, Joey Drew is one big example of this literally earning himself the name The Mad Animator, because it takes one important ingredient the purity of the mission.

Walt had very pure intentions to bring joy laughter and Light into the world through his toons, that's why he succeeded it started a little well of magic that became more and more powerful as more and more people gave to it even inadvertently,

This is why nobody can randomly create deity like Toons and take over the universe, and there is a balance that needs to be upheld, and people might go how the hell does Mickey exist if there's nobody to balance? Oh, there is somebody he just is too idgaf to give a damn about trying to take over the universe

Miklos is Mickeys antithesis, while Mickey is the bright sunshiny light Miklos is the shadow the darkness, however again

He's got a nice cushy position as the one that keeps an eye out on the villains doesn't have to interact with anybody and also has 163 Mouse Pups he has to keep outta trouble,

So very short answer it's damn near impossible those who have tried have gone mad because it never succeeds one needs to have very pure intentions and you can't fool the universe you can can't just pretend to be nice and she'll give you it.

Again Mickey Mouse is the only example let me give you a short list of his gags

Can warp the very foundations of reality

Can teleport anywhere in the world his little heart desires

He can also communicate with Disney herself

Can feel every single person that is inside Disney at the moment

Can hear the collective thoughts and emotions of every person on his lands

Is connected to Disney and gave her part of his soul to bring her fully to life,

Magic and all the fun that brings

His claws he normally keeps them trimmed but if he let them grow out they are a deadly weapon unto themselves

His teeth just ask him about World War II and how many people's jugulars he tore out,

He can give a bit of his life to heal injuries. The bigger the injury, the more life it takes,

And that's a short list

[pionia-milly]

Watch "What Sea is This? East Sea or Sea of Japan" on YouTube

True Korean call sea of East but Japan and pirates want to call sea of Japan in this world and Korea's rivers are not connecting with China or Japan and true is only Korea to me in east-asia before pirates ruined East-Asia and East Sea is correct because God made that waycand he gave to Korean in Korean peninsula so Korean peninsula has their own water everywhere and God gave to Korean map with ruler so Korean were drawing the map call Dae-Dong-Yeo-Jido. So with sun Koreans can live well so many water a d pirates 's mouth Japan This is the evidence to japan you are not hoping Korea's help from earthquake or sunami Koreans are not help enemy even America ask to Korean help for their japanese they can't if they do korean's ancestors gonna angry since enemy's attacked korea's ancestors to yagyo party's IMF War and they didn't ate meats befor since they attacked Korea and all black cow to their island started black cow which is Wagyu and ceramic too. They didn't had ceramic they kidnapped Korean ceramic artists 20,000 and sold ceramic to Europe. Before Korean ceramic the japanes bowl or dishes were wood or shell from ocean. Everthing they got from Korea or Okinawa. Okinawa is Ruykyu kingdom kingdom and friend of koreans and they got Hokkaido island and they want East Sea too. I think this pirates want mix koreans with their japan and try to separate Korean blood with North Korea but God will lesson to them because their evil things to far and that is not right and I see japan it is not country just pirates slaves

[wearelxgion]

@crew-from-capulet​ | Liked For A Starter

“It’s still a little weird to wake up and not be in tunnels, I have to be quite honest about that. But it is even weirder to keep having to think that me flying around might be the strange thing.”

It was how she worked out stress in most cases, just fly around. But now that was a strange thing for most people to see.

“And yet the weirdest thing is that I miss the fighting. I never thought I would say I miss fighting things, but here I am, saying that I miss fighting things.”

[clawedcosplay]

Space and Sinners

A scifi AU for Promare, in which Lio dedicates himself to making change, but looses sight of what he's changing the world for.

Chapter One

18+ Galolio

There will eventually be accompanying art and cosplays!

Exhaustion had long since dulled itself to a roaring background noise, like thunder in the distance. Lio wanted to turn off the blurring light of the Vivitpad, but his sense of duty kept his purple eyes open and trained on his document. After being elected, the pressure had been on. Lio wouldn’t be like the decades of council seat members who made promises they never delivered on. 

Neon lights slipped through the window across his face, and despite his duty he found his attention dragged to it. He stood in his silent and dark office, strolling to the massive windows to the city. His city, now. Below him there was a woman dressed ornately, pinned against a building as her things were searched. 

The bright green eyelashes that framed his eyes narrowed. Another prostitute getting arrested. A Cytype. Didn’t they know they brought down all of the lower class when they acted so deviant? They gave people like him a bad name, he who had fought tooth and nail to be the first Cytype on the council. And a Burnish Cytype at that.

Lio cracked the window, and the sobbing mixed with police radio buzzing swirled around him like a lullaby. He fished out his juul, taking a drag and letting his body be bathed in smoke and neon. 

He would change it. The Cytypes would be seen as equals to the Biomen and Biowomen upper class. Lio will make real change in this worl-

The lights flashed on and the doors slammed open. 

“Boss!” two voices shouted, and Lio flinched, juul falling from his fingers.

He fumbled for it as it clattered out the window, smacking against the sill and down past the upper level, into the abyss that was his home. The lower levels of the city. 

He was only given a second to mourn the loss of his blessed TCH when two pairs of arms threw themselves around him, dragging Lio back from the window. 

“Boss, you’ve been stressing way too much since you won-,” 

“Yes, you haven’t even left the capital building. So,”

“We decided to get you something! Help you relax a little, yeah boss?” 

Guiera and Meis. Those two would finish each other’s sentences as they bumbled over themselves in excitement. Lio sighed and turned around in their arms so he could look at them. 

“Tell me it’s a fix.” he grumbled, still salty about having dropped his old one, “If not, then I need to get back to work.” He tugged out of both sets of hands to get to his desk again. Damn… His Vivitpad had gone into sleep mode. He danced his fingers across the screen to wake it back up, only to have it slip from his hands. 

Guiera lifted it high into the air, smirking. “Sorry boss! No can do! Mandatory break! You need to destress a little.”

“O-oi! Give that back!” Lio hissed, reaching after it.

Too late. As much as he hated to admit it, Guiera had about a foot on him. He couldn’t reach. 

Lio fell back down to his heels. “Fine,” he huffed, hair bristling, “What did you get me?” 

The two shared a shit eating grin. 

‘God, they shared the same gay braincell’ Lio thought to himself. 

Then movement out of the corner of his eye brought Lio’s attention back to the door. For a moment his jaw dropped before he could manage to gather it back up. 

Another Cytype. Likely an Iceist. But that wasn’t what caught Lio’s attention. 

The blue haired man was clad in exotic clothes, even by modern day’s fashion. A neon green curtain skirt fell over the man’s slim hips, and a neon green top clung to his muscular chest, barely held together by straining black cords. Neon green and black were Lio's election campaign colors, and the clothes just emphasized this man's body perfectly. Lio himself felt outdone in his tired mandarin collar shirt and dress shorts with capital sash. Part of him longed to dress in exotic fashion and let loose in the underground music clubs that the Cytype people created with their own hands. Maybe he could take this gorgeous stranger along. Get lost in those almost glowing eyes… 

Lio’s daydream snapped shut as he himself slammed closed the drawer of his desk. This was a prostitute in his office. The Biomen and Biowomen could fool around, that was fine for them. But Lio had to hold himself to a higher standard. He would just be another deviant Cytype if he lowered himself in such a way!

“Boss,” Guiera grunted, clapping his hand down onto the other’s shoulder. 

Lio jumped, looking at him. 

“This is just another fix. Just like your other habit. Unbutton your collar and relax, yeah?” he said, in a surprising moment of stoicism. 

“Well… maybe-,” Lio stuttered, considering it for a second. 

“Cool! Bye!” Guiera shouted. 

“Have fun boss!” Meis added, slamming the door shut with the beautiful stranger stuck inside. 

“Damn it,” Lio grunted, rubbing his hair. 

“Councilman Lio?” the stranger asked, cocking his head to the side. His bouncy blue spiked hair flopping along. 

He looked like a dog… 

Lio slumped down in his large chair behind his desk. “You know, I’m not the biggest fan of your industry.” 

For a moment the stranger’s face fell, but the look quickly disappeared. “Well, most people aren’t. But if you wish me to provide you my service, I would be pleased to,” He said, striding to the desk. 

“You only say that because those two have already paid you, no?” Lio snapped. 

Something flicked through his eyes again, before he stepped around the desk. Lio forced his eyes to look anywhere but how the skirt hugged around the stranger’s ass. They would save the politics and discussion for later though. Lio did need to relax. He couldn’t do his job if he kept so tense. He sighed, feeling tension roll from his skin like the smoke he missed so dearly. 

Worn and warm hands run over Lio’s hand, and Lio felt flames lick at his stomach. Suddenly he realized he missed this just as much, if not more than the clubs and freedom of a life without politics. Companionship… was hard to find when your life was your work. 

The blue haired stranger sinks down to his knees, his rough fingers running down to Lio's ankle. 

“May I?” he asked, fingers hooking into the laces on the councilman’s combat boots. 

Lio’s mind muses how soft the stranger’s voice seemed, nodding wordlessly. 

The man pulled at the laces, painstakingly. Every time his fingers brush the latex material on his shoes, Lio feels his skin light on fire. Oh god… how long has it been? Lio slumps into his chair, feeling shivers run up his spine. 

The fingers finally slip his shoe off, the three inch sole clunking as it falls to the ground. Then finally skin meets skin again, sliding up his thighs. 

“You shave your legs, councilman?” the prostitute asked, letting his face run against the soft skin. 

Lio frowned. “I like the feel-,” He starts to say when his entire body jolts. 

The stranger had parted his lips to drag his tongue up from ankle to knee. It was precious, sacred, like the act was an act of worship. And Lio had never felt that before. 

Lio quickly overcame his shock to ask, “They’re not paying you hourly, are they?”

“No. fixed rate,” he muttered, dragging his face up to where Lio’s shorts started, teasing his tongue up under the tight fabric. 

“Then what are you doing?” Lio hissed, gathering at his constitution like sand that kept slipping from his fingers. 

“Is this not what you want?” the stranger muttered. 

Lio frowned. 

What did he want? 

“Master Lio?” the blue haired man asked timidly. 

Lio’s attention and purple eyes were dragged down to him. 

“Yes?” 

“The name’s Galo,” He said, standing to his full height and slamming his hand down on the wall behind Lio, “And you better learn it fast, because it seems you want me to make you scream it.” 

“Pardon?” Lio asked, hair fluffing out of place. Did this man just flip a switch?! What the hell?! What happened to worshipping him?! 

"Well, that's what you want, right? No more slow burns." The man's hand found Lio's tight collar and yanked it even tighter around the thin neck. "You want me to take control?" 

Lio closed his purple eyes, feeling the steady flame of arousal ignite into a roaring fire. 

Oh god he wanted someone to take control. Responsibility had been weighing his shoulders down and down and down, and he wanted to release. Wanted to lose himself- 

"No," Lio said, "I can't lose control. For all I know you're an assassin. I'm sure the Iceist leaders are mad that the first Cytype councilman is a Burnish."  

'Galo' looked put out. "You don't even use your flames. I'm pretty sure if I wanted you dead, you would already be." 

The circuit board over the other Cytype's arm appeared with an icy blue glow and the collar of Lio's shirt froze ever so slightly. 

Lio felt breath catch in his throat like an ice cube. 

"But, that would be stupid. Pretty sure I wouldn't get paid," Galo laughed, releasing Lio's collar. 

The councilman's lips pursed. Something about this man seemed honest. Though maybe it's just the mesmerizing blue eyes. 

"Okay." 

"Okay???" The man mirrored with a look on his face. 

"Okay I'll use your ...services. I have been too tense. It's affecting my work." Lio grumbled, "but I'm not giving up control. Just because I choose to not use my flames doesn't mean I'm untrained in them." 

Lio's own arms lit up with his fire circuit boards. He gripped Galo by his neon green harness and yanked him forward, and the sheer heat generated by Lio's power made the other's bangs dance. 

Though Galo's eyes lit up, not in fear but in amazement. He pressed forward as the burnish's knuckles seared into his chest, but teased his lips just an inch from Lio's.

"Suppose that means I'm in for an interesting time tonight," Galo whispered to him. 

Lio felt his stomach flip over. 

"Suppose that does."