#Elo Bathroom

[wanderingsimsfinds]

My favorite pieces of décor CC probably have to be plants, hence why I have so many that I use all the time 💚

WanderingSims Fave CC - Plants

1 - Ung999 - Under the Sun Plant 1 (TSR)

2 - Ung999 - Under the Sun Plant 2 (TSR)

3 - UponATimeDownloads - Small Tree

4 - Simcredible - Sea Foam Plant (TSR)

5 - Mochasims - 4t3 Dine Out Rubber Tree

6 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 The Sims 4 Snowy Escape Potted Floor Plant

7 - Kandiraver - 4t3 Dine Out Plant 5

8 - ArtVitalex - Phoenix Plant (TSR)

9 - ArtVitalex - Frida Plant (TSR)

10 - Gelina - Plants Cactus

11 - RemySims - Snake Plant

12 - Simcredible - Momentum Bamboo (TSR)

13 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Chicklet California Dreaming Cactus Plant

14 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas ELO Bathroom Decorations Snake Plant

15-16 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Cowbuild My Home Set (Potted Cordyline Palm & Hanging Pothos Plant)

17-18 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 2 Vase E & G

19-21 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 1 (Schefflera, Dry Palm Leaf, Olive Tree)

22-24 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 3 (Cactus A, Ficus, Cactus B)

25-30 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Mid Century Living Room (Ficus Elastica, Succulent 1, Succulent 2, Succulent 3, Ferm Living Vase, Eucalyptus)

31-33 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Rahat Set (Eucalyptus, Ficus, Peonies)

34-36 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Soloriya Zuri Set (Plant A, B, C)

37 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Pinkboxdesign Pata Set Color Palm Plant

38-41 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Holz Kitchen (Vase, Snake Plant, Succulent, Palm)

42 - you-lust - Billy Jean Curio Bedroom Plant with Basket

43 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Aira Planet Pot

44-46 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Wabi-Sabi Bathroom (Faux Succulent, Banana Plant, Snake Plant)

47-49 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Sims-KKB Artificial Flowers Set 1 (Cactus A-C)

50 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Lycka Bathroom Wall Plant

51 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 The Plumbob Architect Art of the Century Legged Planter

52-53 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Vintage Collection (Olive Tree & Plant Pot)

54 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Boho Deco Branch Vase

55-57 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Desierto Bedroom (Ficus Plant, Cherry Blossom Branch, Olive Tree)

58-63 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Set 2 (Snake Plant, Pot, Succulent 1-4)

64-66 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Loft Life (Monstera, Eucaliptus, Ficus Lyrata)

67 - Martassimsbook - NynaeveDesign Lush Ficus

68 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Pixelplayground Grand Faux Fiddle Leaf Fig Tree

69-70 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Study Room Set Vase 1 & 2

70 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Comfy Living Set Yucca Vase

72 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 TheTownieArchitect Moderno Living Room Marble Potted Plant

73-74 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Cowbuild Dahlia & Delphinium

75-81 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Part 3 (Snake Plant, Monstera Deliciosa, Palm, Ficus Lyrata V1, Ficus Lyrata V2, Ficus Elastic, Bamboo)

82-100 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Part 1 (Monstera 1, Cactus 5, Monstera 2, Plant 2, Plant 1, Plant3, Sansavieria Trafisciata, Cactus 2, Cactus 3, Cactus 4, Banana Plant, Cactus 1, Ficus, Basket 1, Basket 2, Plant Pot 1-4)

[blixabargelds]

things me and elo have watched louis hofmann do in films and shows over the last couple days

get hanged

get shot

hang himself

cry 300 times

kiss his aunt

fuck his aunt

fuck his psudeo aunt

strip mid nervous breakdown

attempt to break his own hand twice

smash his head into a mirror

hang himself again

get caressed naked in a bathroom by another man

bounce on dick

get railed into the bed (by another man)

kiss his mom

grind on his mom (get incest groomed)

get beaten by 15+ guys at once, three or four times

get buried alive

get hit with a shovel

get strung up in a basement

get beat up in general innumerable times

get forcibly stripped

love this guy !

[nick1237]

me, I guess…

(Ignore the messy bathroom lol)

@electric-fight-orchestra @thelonghanddaydream @cursed-elo-images @stephi1is1awesome

[lilolakes]

Ekvillan - 'The oak villa'

Ekvillan is a spacious family villa inspired by swedish architecture from the turn of the last century.

I chose to call it 'Ekvillan' - 'The oak villa' in swedish, since there is a big oak tree in the garden. It has a vegetable garden, bees, a chicken coop, and a treehouse. There's plenty of cozy little spots to hang out and eat 'fika'.

Please note that this was built using cc. The lot is partially playtested. DOWNLOAD (SFS)

Some of the cc is included, the rest is linked below. The lot can also be fould on the gallery (ID: Lilolakes)

My lovely friend @zebrasimmer_ on Instagram had her one year instaversary recently, and to celebrate she hosted a little collab were we created different builds inspired by her (and also my-) home country - Sweden. This was my contribution.

Check out the other builds in the collab, by @zebrasimmer_ , @simsaga_ and @sims.erezkigal on Instagram.

Packs used

Ep:s All of the ones released before 2023 Game packs: Werevolwes, My Wedding Stories, Dream Home Decorator, Journey to Batuu, Realm of Magic, StrangerVille, Jungle Adventure, Parenthood, Vampires, Dine Out, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat Stuff packs: Paranormal, Nifty Knitting, Tiny Living, Laundry Day, Vintage Glamour, Kids Room, Romantic garden, Spooky Stuff Kits: Country Kitchen, Courtyard Oasis, Decor to the Max, Everyday clutter

Required CC

Here are the links for all the cc required for the lot to look as intended.

This is my first time sharing a build using cc. I might have gone a biiit overboard with it, so it's pretty cc heavy. Sorry 'bout that! ;)

All credit goes out to the amazing creators! I have done my best not to miss anyone, and to respect all of the creators TOU. Please tell me if you notice something that I've missed!

Anniee sims -Area rug

ATS4 (Around the sims 4) -IKEA-like stepstool -Cereal box -Crate seat -Toy train set -Candle and old book -Grocery paper bag (the first one) -Harvestable aromatic plants, Basil, Rosemary and Thyme -Rocking toy alligator, Farm puzzle and blackboard -Preschool blocks and House

Charly Pancakes -The candle, moodbooster

conceptdesign97 -Pumpkin vine

Cowbuild -Pleated curved floor lamp and lazy loveseat throw pillow

Dew of the sea -Accordion wall rack, S4, unmerged

Fadedsprings -William Morris-ish wallpaper set

Felixandre -Grove part 1 -Grove part 2: bowls, cups and salad bowl -Grove part 3 -Grove part 4 -Kyoto part 2 -Berlin part 1 -Shop the look Season 1 -London set exterior

Harlix -Tiny Twavellers Binoculars, crocodile, hot air balloon lamp (short), swing (medium), hanging wall world map -Baysic (different items)

Harrie -Shop the look 2

Icemunmun at ModTheSims -Harvestable corn stalks

Leaf Motif at Curseforge -Wall lamp and vintage tiles

Leniad at ModTheSims -Pumpkin plant

Leosims -Carton of eggs

Lilis-Palace -Jugendstil tiles set -Folklore set

LittleDica -Deligracy Delicato Stuff Pack

MadameRia -Back to Basics Pot Holder (Wall version) and Wire Basket Dish Rack

Maman-Gateau at Sims Artists -Whicker basket with lid from this set

Mutske at TSR -Alda arch with private doors 2x1 -Alda arch 2x1 -Alda privatdoor 1x1

MXIMS -Ikea ypperlig table and mirror -Stokke high-chair -Aesop Bathroom Tray -Plants 1,2,6,7 -String Shelf System (Shelf B):

My cup of CC -Tiny dreamers set (merged)

Novvas -Pumpkins in a basket -Random Runners -Elo bathroom IKEA rug -Kids drawings from this set -Painting collection

Nutter-Butter-1 at ModTheSims -Old Floor Tile Set

Picture Amoebae -Allisas Fall '18 Panels

Pierisim -Oak house part 3 -Oak house part 2 -Rold Skov kitchen mini kit -Domaine Du Clos part 1 -Domaine Du Clos part 3 -Domaine Du Clos part 4 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 1/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 2/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt. 2

Plumbob Tea Society -Deco Botanical Scroll, woodpile and raised garden beds

Raindrops on cowplants -Gothic revival build set

Severinka at TSR -big pumpkin 02 -small pumpkins 07

SimC (Simcredible designs) at TSR -Coastal Extras - daisy in tall vase

Simspell -Autumn & Spooky-ish Paintings (Part 1)

SixamCC -Birker Line ceiling light (different versions) -Small Spaces deco pantry items -Small Spaces Pantry CC Pack - Mixer (Standalone version) -Dreamy Outdoors floor light

Soloriya at TSR -Two candles -Collection of candles -Pencil sharpener and erasers

TaTschu -Lighted fence (Leosims recolor)

Tech Hippie -Plants from these two sets

Vintage Simmer -Patchwork set -Noah plush rabbit -SBP Octopus -L&C Plush lemon

Wondymoon TSR -Lybica Kitchen Hanger -Protactinium Rug

Wondymoon.com -Ceratonia kitchen counters 1 and 2, island counter, cabinets, corner cabinet and stove hood.

Credit for the cc included in the download: 13pumpkin, Aggressive Kitty, Aira-cc, Awingedllama, Baufive, DK Sims, Honeycuts , IllogicalSims, KKB, Linacherie, Meinkatz, Mio-Sims, Myshunosun, NynaeveDesign, Peacemaker IC, Pocci, Sanoysims, Sforzinda, Slox, Spirashun, Syboulette

Reshade used for screenshots: Dove 2.0 by Kindlespice

T.O.O.L-mod by Twisted Mexi was used to create this build. You don't need it to place the lot, but I recommend that you go check it out. It can be found here: https://twistedmexi.com

I hope you enjoy my build. Please tag me if you share any gameplay pictures from the lot, I'd love to see it!

♡ Lilolakes

[veryspacecowboy]

Fic-O-Ween 2023!

Day 1: First Frost

Characters: Finn O'Hara

Ships: Finn O'Hara/Logan Tremblay/Leo Knut (referenced)

Rating: General/Teen

"Mornings are for running and contemplations", featuring an autumn run from the mind of Finn O'Hara.

@noots-fic-fests for the prompt, @lumosinlove for the lovely boy(s)

Enjoy! :)

Alarm at 4:30.

(Pull himself away from the glorious warmth and snugglyness that is his boys in their wonderful bed.)

Gather clothes and put them on in the bathroom.

Check weather. 44° in Gryffindor currently, with a high of  68° at 3:00 PM.

Water bottle. Earbuds. Phone, wallet, keys.

Head out at 4:50.

Turn on your tracker.

Run.

It was cold, colder than it had been all week. They'd had a bit of a second summer the week before and now it seemed winter was fast approaching, even with all the tourists coming to New England for all the gorgeous fall colors. If the weather continued like this, Finn would need a gaiter for his face by November 1st.

His shoes hit the pavement in his warmup mile to the BeeGees and ELO. He left behind their house-- their house oh my god they have a house together and a mortgage and a water bill-- and approached the park only a few blocks away. Picked especially for easy walks with future little ones. Across the sprawling grass, Finn noticed a silver sheen sparkling under the laplight as he ran along the swaying trail. First frost, October 19th, two days earlier than last year. He'd have to tell Logan when he got home, he and his sisters tracked that sort of thing.

Warm up mile.

Change playlist, then 5 more miles.

Pause and stretch, consider which cafe to stop at to pick up breakfast-- or did Leo have plans?

Decide to stop in at Java Hut during the cool-down mile on the way home to get coffees and pastries. Yum.

Remember to call Alex soon.

Give kisses to the boys.

Finn arrived home-- home!-- with caffeine drinks and treats and 10 miles done today and fished his keys out of his zipped jacket pocket.

Open the door and go inside.

[chartmyfixations]

cris watches dr. who: s02e10 - "Love & Monsters"

"No one upsets my mum!" - Rose

Hey! It's Mr. Teatime/Kalinda's horrible husband

Oh god he's a vlogger avant la lettre

Scooby Dooby doors! Jinkies

Hey! It's Moaning Myrtle/one of Bridget Jones' friends

Honey, it's not a chance of one in a million to find something if you were actively googling for it

“It wasn't the Aliens that took her away, it was the drugs.” Ummmm

The sound of the universe is the wheezing engine of the Tardis?

Ugh. Victor is like when you invite a munchkin to a fun D&D group

ELO-MONTAGE

Hee. I love how Jackie effortlessly ticks off all the boxes for a spy. Agent double O Tyler

Is Victor a Slitheen? He has to be an alien, right?

Wait, no, he  doesn't fart

Jackie female!gazing her sexy handyman - she's a menace, but: same, girl

“They know how to do things, the French.” I can just imagine Jennifer Coolidge staying that

Aw, Jackie. You can have a wistful moment of reflection and still fuck Marc Warren, you know

Oh, Linda, why are you all falling for the not so subtle trickery of Victor the Alien. Sigh

“He's a little bit Slitheen” Ha!

"LINDA United pull!" Yeah, the faces on the rotund alien were already a little silly, but this is where the episode goes full on camp

Yes, we know the Doctor is an agent of chaos -- when will Rose and Jackie pay the price?!

Oh my god, that poor girl is stuck as a tile? She should be way less fine with this. I think I'd rather be haunting a magical girl's bathroom, thank you very much

7 out of 8 Tardes. Excellent, non-traditional episode, but we're docking points for her ending up as a silly tile and making me think about their sex life

[mellowwhumps]

Whumperless Whump Event Day 10: Forced to work while ill | “…sit down, I’m calling HR.”

OCs: Elowen, Frances (by @qiuthewhumps)— AU of AU

CW: dubious workplace treatment

this is visibly self-indulgent

@whumperless-whump-event

The world spun around him. Clearly, there was something wrong, because he could barely read the words on the paper in front of him. 

Either way, it wasn’t as if he would be able to back down from finishing.

Sick leave was nothing but a pretence of caring. With all the work needed to even get close to a decent pay grade, it was no surprise they wanted him back. Just like the last time and the time before that. He should have considered speaking to someone about it, honestly.

His ears were ringing, the repeated noise contributing little benefit to his work. Clothes stuck to his skin so tightly it nearly felt constricting. There was little chance he could work in such conditions. 

One trip to the bathroom and he’d be back. Clean up, take a breath and come back. That wouldn’t take too much of his currently precious time. Push his chair out from the table, stand up, a step forward, then another. 

His stomach lurched forward; not a moment later he realised he was falling, vision blurring and darkening until his consciousness was no more.

—————

“…lo..! Elo…! Wake up. Hey.” 

He opened his eyes, flinching away from the lights above him. She was right beside, hands on his shoulders; the cause of the motion he felt while waking, he deduced. Why was he on the floor, anyway? His head felt so heavy. If he’d missed even that small chance of a break for this, he should go back to recording the data needed. Elowen pushed himself up, only to be hastily ushered back to a lying position.

“…Stay down. You are not doing any more work today.” He looks at her expression. None at all. Something serious, then. There was no point in arguing with her, especially not when he could barely form coherent thought.

“Mind explaining?” he asks.

“How about you do that instead? I walk into your office and you weren’t moving at all. Care to explain why you fainted in the middle of nowhere and currently look like shit?”

Oh. He fainted. Of course he had; those were all the warning signs. He touched his forehead, and sure enough, his fingers were stained crimson.

“I haven’t finished my work yet. You know that. The deadline’s today.”

“Was waiting for confirmation from you. We’re not back there anymore, god— Remember what happened the last time you tried this stunt? I’d rather go back to job searching for another month rather than see you like this.” She gestured at him, frowning. “Don’t you even dare think I don’t understand your warning signs.”

He nearly wanted to sit up again before reminding himself, settling on making himself more comfortable on the floor. In that position, he felt rather tired, admittedly. When was the last time he slept since starting this job? 

“I’m awake now, you don’t need to—“ 

“—Care about you? Really? I’m calling HR, and if they don’t let you leave I’ll be the last thing they ever see.”

[druidx]

Her Countenance was Light - Chapter 41

CW: None AO3 ; Chapters: 01. 10. 20. 30. 40. Tag list (ask for +/-): @aquadestinyswriting, @hannah-heartstrings, @jacqueswriteblrlibrary, @babyblueetbaemonster @mr-orion

The sky is overcast, threatening rain, as Elo sits with Farren's phone, legs bunched on the green twill armchair, ear glued to the handset as she waits for the call to connect. "Emerald Star, Christopher speaking. How may I assist you?" "This is Detective O'Toreguarde, TPD. Could you put me through to room 1803?" The concierge pauses. "And may I enquire about the nature of your correspondence?" His Nibs is a high-profile guest; of course, they're screening his calls. "It's Triumvirate business. I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to disclose anything further." Another pause. "And whom should I say is calling?" Didn't she just–? But maybe the concierge is on her side… Elo sighs. "Lady Elowyn." "Very good, your Ladyship. Connecting you now." Elo can hear Farren humming from the bathroom, mingling with the drone of his electric razor. "Good morning, Lady Elowyn," comes a lilting, feminine voice. "This is Unka, His Majesty's personal assistant. What can I help you with?" "May I speak to His Majesty directly?" "I'm afraid he's still asleep at the moment. Perhaps I can help?" "I understand that making travel arrangements to return to Iceland may take some time. I thought, while that was completed, His Majesty and I could take in some more of the city sights. I'm still relieved of my duties as a policeman, and I suspect that neither of us is particularly keen to visit City Hall today." There's splashing coming from the bathroom now. The phone line stays quiet. Elo forges on, "Despite any implications made during yesterday's negotiation meeting, I have enjoyed His Majesty's company this past week, as a friend, and I have enjoyed showing him the city I love. If he's of the same mind, I would like to continue until he leaves." The silence from the other end of the phone continues, and Elo wonders if she's on speakerphone. In for a dollar… "I may also have a selfish motivation. The head of his security detail is my best friend. If these talks fall through I don't know when I'll be able to see her next. I already missed her wedding. I don't want to miss anything else. And His Majesty is the last link I have to my dear Aunt. I don't want to lose that either. "Please, Your Majesty, if you're listening, would you at least consider one final trip out with me?" The line stays silent. "I'm staying with Detective Breakwood at the moment. Or you can always reach me at the station." Elo gives Farren's number and her desk number, waits a few moments more, and sets the handset back in its cradle.

"Guess it didn't go well, huh?" Farren asks from the doorway. Elo scrunches herself further into the chair. "No. He wouldn't even speak to me." Farren bustles around the kitchen, making a cup of freeze-dry coffee. "You know, you were right. You're not expected at work or at City Hall." He keeps his back to her. "You could stay here and take a day?" Elo lets her head fall onto the backrest. Outside, central Toreguard is hidden by the haze of low clouds. The filigreed dome of the Theater d'Olidammara is a flat yellow. On the twin bridges, Comedy's traffic is nose-to-tail but Tragedy flows freely. She could take the day. But then do what – sit around and mope? At the end of Farren's street is a deli/bodega. Elo watches the crowds on the sidewalk dipping in and out with take-out cups or bags of cheap convenience, watching as they hurry on their way to a job or school or to care for someone. She wonders how many of them are also having a crappy week. How many of them also ache and grieve and have to push on. She shouldn't be so selfish. Elo uncurls and stands. "Just because I'm not expected, doesn't mean there isn't work to be done." Farren's shoulders slump as he gives a heavy sigh. "Yeah. S'what I thought you'd say." He turns and holds out a mug of coffee. "Here. Get this down you and we'll head on."

–––

At the station, Elo busies herself with the ever-increasing stack of paperwork in her in-tray; there's not much more to be learnt from Evie's journals, Cobbleskater tells her, and he can handle it himself. Elo suspects he's in a snit because she wasn't prompt with finishing the translations.

It's just shy of mid-morning, she's in the breakroom getting coffee with Ayton, when there's a stir in the bullpen. They peek out to see King Storri leaning against Elo's desk. Merri is idly pawing through the in-tray. Ayton looks up at Elo with a delighted grin. "Oooh, girl! Is that who I think it is?" "Yeah." "And just what did you do to get him to show up here?" Elo looks at Storri, back at Ayton, and presses a hand to her forehead. "Technically, it wasn't me. But I can't talk about it right now. Ask me again when I've got something stronger than coffee in my hand." Ayton's face drops. "Oh, shit. That bad?" "Worse." Elo takes a gulp of coffee, hands it to Ayton, straightens her shirt and steps out, once again fully aware that she has the attention of the whole bullpen on her.

"Your Majesty," she says, giving him a bow from the waist. "What can I help you with?" Storri startles upright, covers his startling with a cough, and inclines his head. "Detective O'Toreguarde. Is there somewhere more private we may speak?" "Of course, Your Majesty." Elo glances at her old companion, and adds with a bite, "Agent Gruksdottir, do you mind?" Merri waves from where she's now poking around in Elo's top drawer. "Not at all. On you go." Elo purses her lips and huffs. Merri glances up, sees Elo's face, says, "Oh," and sheepishly closes the drawer. Elo inclines her head in sarcastic thanks, then gestures the king ahead of her. "This way," Elo says, leading the way from the bullpen.

They find a free interview room, and Elo flips the marker to 'in use' as she ushers the king in. Elo stops on the threshold, but Merri gives a quick shake of her head; she'll remain out here. Elo closes the door and steps away, crossing her arms. "So," she says. King Storri draws himself to full height. "I have acted, to you in specific, in a most unbecoming manner. Having heard your words this morning and knowing that you were the butt of yesterday's farce, I have considered my behaviour and found it lacking. If you are still willing, I would enjoy a final day in your company to further explore the city you and my beloved call home." His beloved… Elo doesn't think she's going to get used to hearing anyone refer to Aunt Alexis as 'their beloved'. She loosens her arms. "Your apology is accepted. And I would love to show you more of Toreguard. I'd still like to apologise for yesterday–" Storri holds up a hand. "I think, perhaps, it best to leave politics aside. I understand your desire to have our two nations on speaking terms again, but," he turns his head away with a shake, "I cannot countenance it. Not anymore. Not after Drakemar, and after what they did to your Aunt, and now what they've tried to do to you. This is the final coffin nail." Elo swallows, allowing her gaze to fall with her shoulders. "I understand. I'll be showing you the city today, not as Lady Elowyn, but as Elo who could have been your step-child." Storri crosses the space between them and clasps her shoulder. "It is for the best." "Right. Well then," Elo looks up and forces a smile. "I know the perfect place to start."

–––

"They did love her, you know," Elo says. "Despite the Triumvirate bowing to the Business Consortium's wishes and placing the Edict, they loved her and the others enough to make these statues." They are standing on the quayside of the Ring Canal, bundled up against the spring drizzle, and staring across the busy water at the statues which stand sentinel at the edge of the City Hall Plaza. The Ring of Heroes, which Elo has delivered a short lecture on, is too far to complete on foot, so instead Elo has chosen to show him Alexis' statue. The gracefully carved marble gazes watchfully out over the city, the long rifle Foreign Policy resting at ease in her hands. A phantom wind twitches her trench coat and cornrows. "They love her still, too. There're always parties on the anniversary of Greydown's defeat. Always toasts to her skill and bravery. Although," Elo's gaze falls away, "with each passing year they love the legend a little more and the person a little less." Storri is immersed in a thoughtful silence. "Why are we not up there?" Merri asks. "Enezeag, Felix and Darrius are," Elo says. "Technically, you're a traitor, and I keep – ahem – forgetting to attend the sculpture sittings." Merri laughs and loops an arm over Elo's shoulder. "Never change, cridhe. Never change."

They move on to the City Museum. It's a beautiful building, made of red brick and terracotta mouldings, and filled with the story of Toreguard's rise, fall, and phoenix-like regeneration. Elo focuses their attentions on the parts her aunts have played in the city's history, how they fought for it and saved it. She draws Storri's attention, too, to the descriptions of Greydown – the man who thought himself above others and brought ruin down on everyone, including himself. The King smiles tolerantly, and Elo has to remind herself of course he knows about it already; it's much more recent history for him than it is her. Storri strides past the section on Drakemar and his emissary with barely a glance. Elo doesn't understand what his issue with Drakemar is. She can't see what's wrong with taking money from a wealthy benefactor and turning it around to rebuild the city and rehome all the people displaced by the bombs and subsequent fighting. There've been some small concessions in governance which benefit Drakemar and his people, she knows that, but isn't that acceptable when, without him, Toreguard would not be standing? But he said no politics, so she doesn't bring it up, and they move on to the museum restaurant instead.

Elo finds herself wanting to apologise to the staff and other patrons as Storri's security sweeps in to clear a whole corner – one with the best view, no less. To their credit, the maître de doesn't bat an eye, and lunch, with a complimentary bottle of bubbly, goes down well; the cheque that Unka hands over, with such a great deal of zeros, probably helps a lot too. They linger up there, with Elo pointing out the dome of Theater d'Olidammara, now glittering in the sunlight pushing through fat clouds, and the university buildings behind it. City Hall takes up most of the view from the other direction, but in the distance, they can just make out the obelisk-shaped spire of the Temple of Heironeous.

Then it's time to move on, but not without one last little stop. The way up to the restaurant is lined with portraits, which had Storri pausing by each to examine and read over the placard. So Elo steers them out via the Ovoxi Hall, a large room of which one wall is taken up entirely by the faux-renaissance painting The Casting of Challenge Seeker. The mighty canvas depicts five heroes standing with their backs to the viewer at the top of a crenellated tower, while around them are littered the corpses of demons. In the tumultuous clouds above a titanic, Olympian-esque figure is visible from the waist up. This Titan has his arm outstretched in the starry heavens, as if he has just thrown the silver sword which glitters like the north star just beyond his grip. Storri reads the info plaque next to the recommended-viewing bench, making noise of exclamation as he learns the piece is younger than Elo, that it was gifted by an anonymous creator and donor almost as soon as the museum opened, and just what it represents. He then steps forward to take in the details of the smallest member of the party, and once he is done, turns back to Elo with a solemn nod.

Outside the museum, Elo hails a punt and asks the punter to take them a circuitous route to the covered markets at Olmsafon. As they travel – down the North Trunk then turning East into progressively smaller waterways – Elo finds herself giving a running commentary of each district and item of import they pass. Sometimes it's a grand event, sometimes it's a silly memory, but it builds up into a verbal cloth, woven of all the threads that tie her, and tied her Aunt, to the city they both love; a cloth which Elo, with all the skills she can, drapes around Storri to show him Toreguard and her people are worth his attention and alliance.

The markets are bustling as the punter pulls up to the docks. As they disembark, Merri shoots Elo a distinctly unimpressed look, which Elo accepts with a repentant tilted head. It's possible, having lost track of the days, she hadn't quite thought this one through – with so many locals doing their weekly shop and tourists enjoying the ambience, it makes the King much harder to protect. But equally, Elo reasons, if someone deliberately meant to do him harm they would need to know his movements in advance; and considering that none of them knew an hour ago where they were headed, Elo thinks it's probably safe. And anyway, she thinks – as she wanders around with him, their arms linked like a step-child and father aught, pointing out things that take his fancy and she explaining some particular oddity brought by the city being such a melting pot of culture, chatting with the vendors, sampling victuals, and buying an increasingly extravagant amount of goods – he's relaxed and having fun. She does not like the amount of grief that he had been subject to by Brauma; Merri said he was here in part to take a break from everyday stress, and Elo should be facilitating that, not causing more.

It's just past four when they exit the markets. A car is called to take all the parcels back to Storri's rooms, and then they move on for afternoon tea at a rather hidden, and thus exclusive, cafe that Aunt Selene liked to frequent. Elo hasn't been here in a while – it's one of those places that, on a copper's salary, is quite a lot out of her price range – but it's just as delightful as she recalls. They're tucked into a snug by themselves, bestowed with pots of tea, stands of petit four and finger sandwiches, and told to holler if anything more is needed. So they sit and chat, and Elo tries to absorb having Merri by her side, storing up the feeling like a squirrel stores food for the winter.

They've been having a ribald conversation on the knife-edge of decency – the sort they used to have, back when they travelled together – when they both become aware that King Storri has not said anything in some time. He's staring down at the tartlet on his plate with some intensity. "Kóngurinn minn?" Merri says gently. He sucks in a breath as if he was very far away. "While I am aware it was I who requested no political discussion, I have been thinking…" Both women set down their cups and pay attention. "Elowyn, it has been a joy getting to know you this past week. You are an expert conversationalist, knowledgeable in many areas and the love you feel for your city is tangible. That you have anticipated my want to learn more about the home of my beloved is a grace. As you wished not to lose connection with Agent Gruksdottir, I too, should not like to lose connection with you. "Thus, I would like to offer you citizenship of Iceland." Elo feels her mouth drop open as she stares. "That is… an incredible offer. Thank you." The cogs in her brain whirr at this opportunity, and she pounces on it. "I would be honoured to accept… "Except, and I am in no way trying to downplay or dismiss what you're offering, but I must ask. What of Toreguard's people – don't they deserve to see Iceland too? To see her sprawling mountains, volcanoes and geysers. To eat puffin in Fangthane and drink brennivín made from glacier waters. What of those who want to watch an aurora in the spray of a waterfall?" Storri's brow furrows. "You never give up, do you?" At this Merri laughs. "She'd fight to the bitter end if you let her." Storri takes a bite from his tartlet. "And what of your own people?" Elo asks. "I'm sure they'd relish the opportunity to eat as you've eaten. Cakes and curry and the Conquistador's Revenge. Puffin gets wearisome for every meal." An eyebrow raise. "It's not that bad," Storri mumbles. Elo looks at Merri. "With respect, Kóngurinn minn, it does get tiresome very quickly when it's your main source of protein." "And that is nothing to speak of when compared to a village's grain being turned to hardtack right after harvest." Something shifts on his face then, brows furrowed as he stares at his tartlet. He remains quiet and thoughtful, and Merri makes some comment, and she and Elo take up whatever thread they'd been talking about.

Storri sets his tartlet down, half-eaten, his expression so serious that it is just shy of a glower. Elo and Merri leave off their conversation again. "I will not truck with either the Master of the Exchequer nor the Acting Magister," Storri says. "Even if your tastes swayed towards men, even if I did not see you as the child of my beloved Alexis, even then your age would not allow me to accept you as a spouse. I remain infuriated with those prune-shriven runions for their blatant disregard, disrespect, and cavalier, vinegar stunt. "The actions of those black toads aside, you have shown me this day that Toreguard is as fair as one could hope, filled with as exotic sights and sensations as any traveller could dream of. The vibrancy of her people and the care and enthusiasm in which you have shown these things has convinced me that perhaps not all hope is lost for this city. "I will persevere with negotiations, but only with yourself or Strucker. I have no desire to engage with any other of your council." The elation rising in Elo's chest during Storri's little speech dies a cold, hard death. "You are aware that, despite my pretty title, I don't have any real power? You will have to deal with Clayrmantle eventually. After Greydown, it was decreed that no singular person would ever have that much executive power again. So while the Senate can vote in favour of a resolution, in order to pass, it requires the signatures of at least two Triumvirate members. Something as large as this may even require all three." The King regards her with a flat stare, eyes flashing like embers, and Elo thinks she's screwed the whole thing again. But these are the facts and there is no escaping them. He says, "I will not deal with Exchequer Brauma. I cannot guarantee my behaviour will befit my station while around him." "Alright. I can sit in and moderate any meetings with Clayrmantle. And, while I can't guarantee this will be accepted, I can request that the Secretary to the Treasury be the Exchequer's proxy in meetings that would require him. Is that acceptable?" Storri lifts his chin, considering the colourful bunting along the snug's picture rail. "This is acceptable. With this in place, I feel we could finalise an accord between our two states." Elo smiles, letting out a slow breath, feeling her spirit soar. He turns his gaze back to Elo. "I have one final condition." She feels her heart still in its victory dance. "I would expect that I will have to return several times to complete this deal. At each of these visits, you will take me to a different eatery or watering hole, and let me dine in anonymity with you." Elo grits her teeth, assuming a grim expression. "Agreed. Then I also have a further condition. I request a new artwork featuring your country that I can display in The Shield and proclaim you the donor." Storri nods in regal consideration. "It is done then," he says. His eyes never leave Elo's as he speaks, though his lips tremble in the suppression of a smile. "Unka will have the contract drawn up when we return to the Emerald. I will have this deal in writing." From the other table, Unka says, with laughter in her tone, "Já, Konungur minn." Merri stifles a chuckle. At that Storri breaks, his grin wide and mischievous, his laughter a roll of thunder, starting small as a chortle and rising to guffaw, and Elo finds herself following right along with him. "Oh, my child. Your face – it was a picture!" King Storri chuckles, as Elo finds she has to wipe her eyes at the mirth spilling from them – such is her nervous relief. "You rotten old troll!" she gasps out, grinning. "You had me really worried for a moment there." Storri finally finishes off his tartlet. "I look forward to being able to festoon your community hall with the finest art my countrymen have to offer." Elo smiles widely at that. "And it will be my pleasure to introduce you to all the flavours my city can offer your palette."

[lady-illyria-the-magi]

4.11.2024

I've felt pretty odd the past days, realizing the move is happening really soon. Also it makes me terrified money wise, i'm leaving my current apartment so soon that i will not be getting my deposit back. Then paying the deposit for the new apartment. And paying two rents because the move is mid-month.

I gotta get the academic machine going again. Also i should see if there's any fun clubs or organizations in the new uni. I need to meet new people. Any people. I will know no one when i move there.

And see what courses i can take, i need to do that. This week i will be going there to get the keys and check the apartment, and bring the most crucial essentials in a suitcase, sleeping bag, trekking mattress, one pot, one mug.. and so on. It's just one night visit bc it's almost impossible to get to the keys office before 14.00, when driving takes 6h and we gotta clean and pack up on that morning too.

Today's plans

actually see what courses you can take, it's fun to look at the catalog

try to calm down, i know this is mentally draining and blabla but i can do this

read "elo ja anergia", it's posthumanist philosophy, and really interesting

When i see the room on thursday i also must remember to measure it. I should not be having problems, i've always lived with few furniture but lots of clothes and books. And my kitchen stuff will be in the shared kitchen, minus my teapot and few favourite mugs and one plate that i do not let around my roommate. Just in case. Idk what kind of person she is gonna be, i just know there's gonna be another student girl and we will be sharing the kitchen and the bathroom.

[waiting-patiently-for-the-end]

Paradise on Earth

summary: after being betrayed by her best friend Penelope’s father sends her to live with a family friend in the Outer Banks of North Carolina.

work count: 1.5k

warnings: cussing, betrayal, modern AU, non-Canon pairing.

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One year and 3 months ago.

“Just go away, Eloise.” I moved quickly up the sidewalk. Blinking back tears, I crossed the road with Eloise hot on my trail.

“I didn’t want you to find out like this, honest.” Her voice once was a comforting thing to hear, and now it sounded more like nails on a chalkboard. “I swear to you, she’s not like that anymore. She actually wants to apologize to you for everything she’s done. I was the one who was making her wait; I was trying to wait until the right time to tell you.”

“Not like what?” I whipped around, finally facing her. My back pressed against the garden gate of my family home. “Not a horrible monster who has ruined every year at school for me? She’s not the same person I have cried about time and time again to you.” Eloise looked like a deer in headlights. “I normally would not care who you dated; you know that. As long as they treated you well. I’d be happy for you. You knew that this was wrong. You kept it from me for six months. Every time I asked you, every time you smiled at your phone, and yet every time you snuck away; you went to one of the people who single-handedly made my life miserable since I was five. You are the worst type of person.” Letting the tear fall down my face.

"Pen,” her voice choked in a sob.

“Don’t call me, don’t text me, and don’t send your siblings over here to try and patch things up. I never want to see you again.” I turn on my heel, pushing open the garden gate and running up the paved walkway through the back door. Going straight to my father's study.

Knocking lightly at his pale yellow door, I took the moment of silence to collect myself. Listening to the shuffle of his feet as he got up from his desk and crossed the room to open the door.

”My darling girl, whatever is the matter?” Full of concern, he gently wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. One hand around my shoulder, the other on the back of my head. Finally feeling safe, I let the sobs wash over my body. Burying my face in his shoulder, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. Feeling like a little kid all over again. Just like when I was seven and ran to his office because I scraped my knees running from the bullies that tortured me on the way home from school.

“Elo—Eloise, she.” I tried to make the words come out.

“Come on, love, let’s have a seat. Get you all claimed down. Then you can tell me everything and I will fix it, yeah?” He guided me to the love seat that sat in the corner of his office. My unofficial spot. It nestled in between the two bookshelves in the corner of the room, my favorite place to sit to escape my mother, my sisters, Cressida, and now my best friend.

Present day:

"JJ,” I hit his back with my leg. “I can’t get up.”

“Mmmm—five more minutes.” He mumbled into my hair. I wiggled my hand free, smacking him on the back of the head. "Owww—shit feather.” He pulled his head back to look me in the eyes.

“ I have to pee.” I smiled innocently up at him. ”How did you even end up in my bed, sir?” I asked as I pushed him over to his back.

“I got lonely on the couch, and John B isn’t as good of a cuddlier as you,” he replies, rolling back over to his stomach and spreading out like a starfish on my bed. I just giggled as I walked to the shared bathroom down the hall. Walking in to pee and brush my teeth.

"Morning,” I said to John B, who has claimed the right of first to shower.

“Morning feather.”

I sat on the toilet and did my business before getting up to wash my hands. Grabbing my pink toothbrush from the cup on the corner of the sink. Putting a drop of toothpaste on, stepping back, and leaning against the wall.

“What’s the plan for today?” I asked, brushing my teeth.

“I think we’re going to look at all the damage,” he said, stepping out of the shower, grabbing a towel to the left of me and wrapping it around his waist. I stepped forward to spit the toothpaste out of my mouth as John B reached around me to grab his toothbrush.

“And you took a shower before going out of the boat, for what reason?”

“Because—I. Shut up,” he rolled his eyes and spit a blob of toothpaste out in the sink.

“Be sure to clean out the sink. Please and thank you,” I said, walking away as he flipped me off. Once back in my room, I had to kick JJ out so I could change. Much to his disappointment. I put on a bathing suit with one of JJ’s old T-shirts over it and a pair of shorts. Grabbing sunblock, my phone, and a Bluetooth speaker before heading back out the door, down the hallway, to the living room where John B and JJ were waiting.

“You ready?” JJ asked

“Yup, are we getting Pope and Kie?”

“I texted them both, but Pope's not answering. We’re just going to ride by his dad’s store and see if we can find him outside, and you know Kie is always down.” We locked up the château before heading to the van, the HMS Pogue already attached to the back. Driving down to the boat landing.

“You got 5?” John asked JJ, who shook his head no.

“I do,” I said, reaching into my shorts pocket.

“Thanks mom,” JJ said, helping me out of the van and then taking the money for my hand and putting it into the jar. I walked down to the floating dock, waiting for them to put the boat in the water. Looking around at the carnage from the hurricane. A few boats from the junkyard must’ve been picked up and swept into the water. About six of them littered the marsh surrounding the boatyard. John B launched the boat into the water, slowly bringing it over to the floating dock. Wrapping one of his hands around the cleat, pulling the boat flush to the side of the floating dock, and lifting his other hand up to help me into the boat. I put my stuff down as we are waiting for JJ to park the van and join us. No sooner than me sitting down did JJ come running and jumping from the top of the ramp over the siding onto the front of the boat.

“You’re going to get yourself killed one day.” I said, holding on the side of the boat, waiting for the side-to-side motion to stop.

“One day but not today, beautiful,” he winked at me. Sitting down beside me before John B started the boat heading towards Heyward’s store. Making it there in record time. I looked to the dog in front of his store to see Pope washing the Marsh grass off.

“Well, look who we have here.”

“We have a safety meeting. Attendance mandatory.” John B said, cupping his hands over his mouth.

“I can’t. Pops got me on lockdown.” Pope said, shrugging his shoulders at us.

“Come on, man.” JJ said, putting his face to his shoulder and putting his hand over his mouth like he was talking into a walkie-talkie. “Your dads a pussy. Over”

“Oh, I heard that, you little bastard.” Heyward said, walking up from behind Pope.

“We need your son.”

“Yeah, and island rules. The day after a hurricane is a free day.” JJ said with his most charming smile.

“Who the hell made that up?” Our friend’s dad asked with his hand on his hip.

“Uh—Pentagon, I think. We have security clearance; I have a card.” JJ said back. My whole body shook with laughter.

“Y’all think I’m stupid?”

“I’ll do it tomorrow. I promise, tomorrow.” Pope tried convincing his dad.

“No, no, no. Hell nah. You doin’ it right now.”

“Get in the boat,” John whispered.

“Make a run for it,” I said.

“Boy, if you get in that boat.” He warned as his son jumped. “Bring your ass back up here.”

“I promise I will do it all tomorrow.” Pope said once again to his father. Who then just started to yell back the long list of chores he was going to have when he got home. JJ and John B were both promising to bring him back in one piece, to which Heyward yelled.

“And I don’t like your friends.”

Pope sat beside John, talking some nonsense to JJ. I laid on my stomach, putting my hand in the water. Sitting back up as the boat started to slow down

“Hiya.” Kie called out as she walked down the ramp onto the floating dock with a cooler in her hand. JJ Holding out his hand, he helped her step onto the boat without us having to come to a complete stop.

“Whatch ya got in there?”

[beg2differbuilds]

Nail Salon, part 1 (A bit unfinished, but it’s been a busy day IRL)

Credit for lot: CraggySoul on the gallery. Lot is named “Oak Alcove Nail Salon”. I just tweaked it and added some CC. It’s a super cute lot just as it is though! ^_^

WCIFs?

Nail salon sign, heart & rounded hot pink chairs, nail tech deco, desk, : https://simminmybestlife.tumblr.com/post/642608926612914176/new-cc-release-the-nail-salon-pack-tomorrow-is

Treat yourself & hello gorgeous sign, more nail tech deco: https://laskrillz.tumblr.com/post/675204140947881984/nail-salon-cc-set-my-part-collab-w-simmerkate

White couch in lobby: SIP Living 6 converted by Andiup @ Cherryblossomsims - if anyone knows the link please share :)

Pomegranate rug: Puresims - link?

Hexagon wallpaper: Tilly Tiger https://bloomingrosysims.tumblr.com/

Speckled floor: http://ts4novvvas.blogspot.com/2020/07/elo-bathroom-set.html

Striped rug: KKB Ikea rug https://blog.naver.com/kkb9256 Don’t know exact set

Simlish salon decor: Brittpinkie Salon stuff - unavailable? Their Tumblr seems to have been deleted :(

Black chair #1: Mesh by Pilar, converted by Mio-Sims

X pillow: MXIMS Crissy pillow, mesh by Ohbehave

Black chair #2: Mesh by Millascreativecorner, converted by MXIMS - Christmas Advent 2017 @ Cherryblossom Sims

Black & white pillow: MXIMS Nordic throw pillow

Black terrarium: Industrisims Booster set? Their Tumbler seems to be down

Pink chairs: https://simminmybestlife.tumblr.com/post/642608926612914176/new-cc-release-the-nail-salon-pack-tomorrow-is

White bearskin rug: Ilona

White chairs: https://www.rubyredsims.com/2022/08/sims-4-contemporary-summer-outdoor.html

Pillows: MXIMS

Gray speckled wall:  Pralinesims @ TSR

Marble floor: http://ts4novvvas.blogspot.com/2020/07/elo-bathroom-set.html

Magazine rack & Simlish sign:  Brittpinkie Salon stuff - unavailable? Their Tumblr seems to have been deleted :(

Gray mini-dresser in lobby: Mesh by Cassandre converted by MTQ Sims

Too glam to give a damn sign: MXIMS

Marble floor in main salon area: https://thesimscatalog.com/sims4/downloads/uncategorized/collection-14-floor-at-miwakosims/

Pink walls: Simcredible Mantis bathroom set, may have been moved to TSR, originally here: https://sims4.simcredibledesigns.com/

Nail carousel on nail tech station: https://www.patreon.com/posts/gucci-horsebit-47243101

White lamp on nail tech station: Mesh by billyjean converted by MXIMS

[wanderingsimsfinds]

WanderingSims Fave CC - Bathroom Decor

1, 26 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Chicklet This and That Set Pt. 1 (Toilet Paper Basket, Wicker Bathroom Tray)

2 - DOT - Solutions Overit Mesh (TSR)

3, 25, 32-35 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas ELO Bathroom Decorations (Toothbrush Cup, Soap Dispenser, Soap Dish, Ikea Svartsjon Rack, Bathrobe, Ikea Svartsjon Toilet Brush)

4-5, 8, 31 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 MXIMS-novvvas Boo Bathroom Set (LUSH Dirty Springwash, LUSH Conditioner, LUSH Bath Bomb, Aesop Tray)

6 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Folded Hand Towel (TSR)

7 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Folded Towel (TSR)

9 - Julietsimscc - 4t3 Leosims Hairstyler

10 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Toilet

11, 37 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 SimVaultThings/Daer0n Bathroom Stuff Pack (Toilet Paper Holder, Towel Rack)

12 - Ung999 - Bathroom Aloe Toilet Paper Roll Holder (TSR)

13 - ArtVitalex - Yuma Storage Cabinet (TSR)

14 - SimplyStyling - Jope Bathroom Hair Dryer

15 - ArtVitalex - Yuma Shelf with Towel Bar (TSR)

16-18 - The77Sims - Bathroom Towel Set (Loft Towel Wall Decoration, Medium Towel 02, Thick Towel)

19 - Milla - 2SIS Ultra Bathroom Shampoo

20-22 - Chisami - LUSH Colour Supplements, LUSH Face Scrubs, LUSH Lip Scrubs

23 - ShinoKCR - Bathroom Classy Towel Bar (TSR)

24, 36, 38, 40 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Lycka Bathroom Set (Toothbrush Cup, Shower Wall A, Shower Stuff, Shower Wall B)

27 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Slox Kopo Apato Set Hair Tie

28 - Milla - Gift 15 Bathrobe

29 - mochasims - Warsaw Medicine Cabinet Edit

30 - Julietsimscc - Leosims Bathslippers

39 - AroundTheSims - Ilonas Bathroom Towel Holder x5

[blixabargelds]

The superstar prompt was so sweet and special, really enjoyed it, you are such a talented writing.

I’m so curious about bucky and buck in this world, like how’d they meet or what their relationship dynamic is like or how it changes with time. Very excited for anything that you write.

thank you so so much i’m sooo overwhelmed that ppl seem to be liking it (elo too, i’ve been feeding all this back to them!) especially considering we’ve not posted any fic yet jgkgk we must have about 20k+ written but it’s all out of order bc we’ve extensively planned the whole thing and just keep writing bits we want to most instead of chronologically 😭 we really kept joking that it would have like 5 readers max when we finally start posting it but seeing that that’s not true we are working on being more organised lmaoo

they meet at a gig. john (vocals), rosie (guitar), and curt (drums) are punk band the b17s that need a new bassist. it’s kind of love at first listen for gale, and he ends up joining and leaving wyoming with them (he cannot play bass. rosie teaches him. he’s a very dedicated student and gradually becomes an animal on stage).

john n gale are head over heels. throughout the whole thing even though things get pretty bad and they probably should split about 70 times they never do and their love is really the whole thing that guides them through everything to the (eventual, very eventual) happy, not perfect but god happy, ending.

their dynamic changes many times, especially when gale gets into drugs with john (he was squeaky clean and sober when they meet). it changes depending on the drugs they’re doing too (gale on coke- euphoric until the months long comedown. john on coke- tense. john on heroin- distant. gale and john on heroin- inseparable, invincible, sharing one soul. gale on heroin- living on completely separate planets).

a lot of bad shit happens as you’d imagine. three (four?) overdoses, lying, arguing, one attempted murder (not between them lol). one actual murder (also not between them lmfao). two rock bottoms as low as you can go.

it’s also filthy. they fuck like insane people. in bathrooms, in bedrooms, in their makeshift studio, in their van, in clubs, at gigs.

and there’s so much love. they are so so in love despite it all. and they get off drugs in the end.

it’s not fluffy. the whole thing is for the sickos for sure. but it isn’t brutal all the way through. there’s a lot of genuine sweetness. it’s also really funny in parts. i’m really so touched that people are interested we did not expect that. it’s become wildly important to both of us. we are both addicts, and we love addicts so so deeply it’s a kinship like nothing else i’ve known to be able to write candidly about things a lot of people turn away from in discomfort and to turn to each other and say ‘writing that was rough’ or ‘writing that was so fun’ or ‘writing that made me horny’ or ‘writing that really made me want to do x again’ and your collaborator saying ‘well don’t, do it to john and gale instead’ and saying ‘yeah, that would feel a lot better’. and so far it has.

[ms-blue-sky]

Not an ELO post, but here’s a list if things, some tragic, some funny, some in the middle, that have happened at my trade school, because everyone needs to be aware of how insane this place is

• Literally my first day at this place, some kid in my class asked if he could animate 9/11 (same kid asked repeatedly for the first three days)

• The place almost caught on fire three times

• There’s this kid who peers over stalls while people are using the bathroom. It happened to my friend. My entire friend group calls him peeping tom. I have no idea what his real name is. Also the school knows and doesn’t care lmfao

• There’s this one bus all the “bad” kids go on, and all they do is make homoerotic comments at each other. It’s kinda funny.

• In the beginning of the year, there was this girl who was genuinely the most annoying girl on the planet. I’m usually a pretty calm person, but she got on my nerves so badly I almost left my trade school. She ended up getting kicked out bc she literally bullied people, but that entire era felt like a fever dream

• There have been multiple instances where the buses have smelled of onion due to people not bathing

• My friend giving himself asbestos poisoning, and my other friend making fun of him for it

• Me having to explain to that same friend (who gave himself asbestos poisoning) that John Lennon and Vladimir Lenin were two different people

• Casual threats daily (surprised the teachers haven’t tried to act on this one)

• One day, two kids came in offering to pull the fire alarm for $40 and BURN DOWN THE SCHOOL FOR $60. Those two are “bad” kids from my earlier bullet

• There’s possibly incest at this place. I’m not joking. My friend jokingly asked a couple if they were related, and they dodged the question, when it should have just been a simple no 😭

[xbeast-bunnyx]

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[courtneywasherefirst]

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