#Lounge Party

[ricky-mortis]

TCB/Shipwrecked/Pulp Doodles!

[spookcy]

In my own gameplay I found that I had received a call to a charity benefit party and was spawned to an empty lot with nothing for the party, and after a search on the gallery, couldn't find any lot specifically made for the party type. So here we are :)

Lot Info:

Placed on the “Pectoral Fitness” lot in Del Sol Valley

Lot Type: Lounge

Lot Traits: Party Place, Convivial, Up-And-Coming Hotspot

Lot Size: 30 x 30

Extra Info:

No CC

You can also find it on the gallery under ID: spookcy

Place with bb.moveobjects on

Tray Files: HERE (google drive) HERE (sfs)

(to add this to your game, download the files, unzip them, then add to your tray folder)

[jamskateable]

Gabriel flaunts his pretty body without realizing it. he doesn’t scold any wandering eyes, though. after all, is it such a shame to admire God’s greatest creation?

or he’s just THAT oblivious. no one knows, really.

either way, his charisma, his diligence, and his half-naked lounging have earned him the appreciative eyes and ears of every angel in Heaven.

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[fandomtrashfox]

Me, realizing 'Stolitz' is end game for Helluva Boss apparently, and now getting to the point of wanting to avoid the show because these two definitely aren't in a healthy relationship.

Man, why - other than fan service - would Viv want these two to be together? It's so toxic!

I'm not saying Stolas is free of blame, here, but I feel like they're equally bad for each other. They're equally using each other albeit for different reasons. It's a toxic situation for both sides and I don't see how people keep forgetting that Blitzo is constantly doing a 'hot and cold' act with Stolas. Please, do not do this Viv, come on, now. Please make the end be Stolas and Blitzo permanently breaking up and moving on to healthier relationships.

[ganymedesclock]

In honor of me getting to her questlines, Mercedes!

Considering how woodsy Elluel seems, I thought it'd be fun if her little crown/wreath thing is alive and emotes with her.

[not-poignant]

For the nosy meme!

36: Where I would like to live

In a larger house, somewhere cooler, where there's less of a risk (or ideally no risk, which is probably not possible anymore) of bushfires. Where English is the first language because I'm lazy and I'm walking distance - somehow - to a shopping centre where I can get fresh food, but still get to feel like I'm in the middle no where when I get home.

Honestly, my answer changes depending on the mood! Sometimes I'd like to live in Dunsborough. Sometimes I'd like to live in Busselton. Sometimes I'd like to live in Tasmania. Sometimes I'd like to live in Scotland (ideally around Inverness). Sometimes I'd like to live in Orkney. Sometimes I'd like to live in Singapore. Sometimes I'd like to live in New Zealand. On the rare occasion I'd like to live in Victoria.

I...am capricious and the one thing I've learned as I've gotten older is that there is no such thing as a perfect place for a mind like mine, so instead I've collected many, many places while trying to understand myself and my needs better. :D

~

From the personal question meme!

[loveshotzz]

Maybe, just maybe I’ll give you a snippet of bouncer!steve today 😉

[blorbocedes]

so today i found out that amber lounge still uses photos of nico as promotional material. my instagram keeps showing me ads for them, and half of the photos feature nico

he's party world champion for a reason baby!!!!! he also partied there every time he won monaco... and he won monaco a lot

not a single light behind those eyes... somehow also lost half his clothing at the club 😭

partying with daddy... sob

[agentartemus]

I thought today was a good one..

[yurmbby]

patron girl

[likecastle]

Ronance Femslash February - “go to sleep”

This is the first prompt I filled for Ronance Femslash February! The wonderful @crushcandles sent me the phrase “go to sleep.” Thank you, as always, for the Ronance encouragement!

You, too, can send me Ronance prompts for Femslash February, if you’d like! I’ll be accepting prompts all month and doing my best to fill them in a timely fashion, so please send some prompts my way! You’ll be able to find any other prompts I fill here.

“This is the part where we close our eyes and go to sleep,” Nancy says tersely, and it comes out harsher than she intended, but it’s too late to take it back. She’s always doing that where Robin is concerned, winding herself up tighter and tighter until she says or does something she doesn’t mean.

“Right. Of course. Obviously.” This is followed by a brief interlude of silence, and then Robin whispers, “It’s just . . . I wanna make sure we’re cool.”

Nancy huffs out a sigh, but she can’t help asking, “Cool?”

“Yeah.” She hears Robin turn onto her side and when Nancy opens her eyes, she’s startled by how close Robin is, as if the darkness has shrunk the space between them somehow. How can her eyes be so bright in this low light? “Like, this kind of thing can really screw up a friendship, right? Not that I’d know from personal experience. I mean, the whole thing with Steve is kind of an outlier in the sense that it actually made us better friends—that and being tortured by evil Russians. But historically, most of my friendships have gotten screwed up before things ever got this far, not that they ever would have, because if there was ever any actual chance of it happening, the possibility of it happening probably wouldn’t have screwed up the friendship in the first place, you know?”

Nancy definitely does not know what Robin is saying, but before Nancy can tell her as much, Robin continues.

“But the point is!” Robin stops herself, deliberately lowers her voice like she’s just remembered it’s the middle of the night. “The point is . . . I really like you. I like researching decades-old murders and impersonating college students with you. And I really like kissing you. But even more than that, I like riding around in your car together, and finding out how you like your eggs—poached eggs are disgusting, by the way, but I respect your right to your opinion even if it’s the wrong one. And I’d just, I’d hate it if I had to give all of that up just because you don’t want to keep kissing me. So I, um, I’m just hoping this won’t change things between us.”

Nancy closes her eyes again, because all at once, it’s too much—the way she can still faintly pick out Robin’s freckles even in the dark, the high line of her cheekbone pale in the shadows. “It doesn’t have to change anything.”

“Oh.” Nancy can almost feel the shift of Robin’s ribs against her as she lets out a sharp breath she was obviously holding. The gust of air as she exhales ruffles Nancy’s hair. “OK, good,” Robin says, trying so hard not to sound dejected. “Because I’d really miss you, I think.”

Nancy bites her lip. Her instinct is to leave it at that. She’s always turning away from the vulnerable choice—toward judgment, toward irritation, toward closing something down. It would be easier—safer—if they just stayed friends, if she let Robin think it doesn’t mean anything that she can still feel the starry tingle where Robin’s lips touched hers. It would be easier if she could keep what she wants separate from how she feels, just draw a line between the two and not let herself ask for more than she can have.

But the thing is, she does want it. She wants the tentative pressure of Robin’s fingers at her hip and the velvet drag of the inside of her lower lip. She wants all that and she wants the way Robin will lean into her space to point out a weird sign on the side of the road, the way she’ll talk for twenty minutes straight about an article she read about fatal familial insomnia. And Nancy’s not going to get any of that if she can’t overcome that instinct she has—even now—to turn over and pretend she wants to go to sleep. “I mean,” she says slowly, carefully, because she doesn’t quite trust herself not to say it wrong, “that we can still . . . drive around and get breakfast and listen to your pretentious music, even if we decide we want to keep kissing each other.”

Robin is silent—really silent—for a long time. Long enough that Nancy finally gathers up the courage to open her eyes again, to find Robin looking at her with such a searching expression that Nancy’s heart clenches. “Do you?” Robin asks, quietly. “Want to?”

“Yes,” Nancy breathes, and it’s not as hard to say as she thought it would be.

[frostise]

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊

❝ hmm. nothing beats good ol' champagne. the second best being rosé cocktail for a great buzz at the end of the night. strawberries or not, i'm drinking it straight up. ❞

tagged by: @red-hemlock (thank you ♡)

tagging: @sheldoney, @littlebadger, @endlss-voiid, @celerem, @scldierbcy, @freezegirl + anyone that see's this ♡

[broke-on-books]

Just finished my Europol exam and it was easier than I thought so we vibe

[hungharrington]

reader and no nut december 💀 it’s our turn to suffer

bring back menace!steve hehehe

OHOHOHO WAIT UR SO GENIUS BRAIN !?!? MENACE!STEVE RETURNS…..?