#Now it's snork mimimi

[acewithapaintbrush]

my cat will be 16 this year and she has at long last entered the old lady snoring phase. wish me luck

[turrondeluxe]

team sunset!🌇

[calciumyum]

Secret Tasks (2nd session)!

I'm having a hard time trying to translate session 2 tasks into these, so I might not make a second part to session 2 but we'll see! :D

Session 1: (Part 1) (Part 2)

[imageingrunge]

San Myshuno Conservatory

Okay so this was a lot i made for fun im not really a builder but this greenhouse set by @lilis-palace was right up my alley n i wanted something a bit fantastical 2 get my sims out of the house! I made it to be placed in the central park lot in San My, inside I put a lot of King palms and a little section for macaws to sit n perch. At night the rose fountain lights up with fireflies and trellises in back are lit with strings of light attached to the ivy. It's so magical I love taking pcitures of my sims here. I included what I could of the cc i used, the elephant statue is a bit high poly so fair warning!

I did my best to respect everyone's T.O.U but if i made a mistake please dm me to fix it. Thank you to all the cc-creators who made this build possible <3

DOWNLOAD TRAY

DOWNLOAD CC

NEEDED CC

Lilis-Palace's GREENHOUSE set

Felixandre BERLIN Part 2 set

Felixandre CHATEAU Part 1 & 2

Felixandre COLONIAL Set 1 & 3

Felixandre VERSAILLES (specifically for the schwerin chandeliers)

Felixandre GROVE Part 1 & 4

King Falcon's FUVWARA' - FOUNTAIN SET

Pierisims Domaine Du Clos Part 1

TheJim07 Versailles Trellis Set & Tree Box Set

TheJim07 Statue's 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

TheJim07 Pedestals- 1 - 2 - 3

TheJim07 Shrubs, Topiary, & Hedges - 1 - 2

( PS. I use softerhaze's sunblind lighting and amoebae's Drift Preset to take pics)

[meirimerens]

🛌💤☁️

[nezz-cringe-crib]

headcannon that before the yotsuba arc (and before meeting light in general) L always hated sleeping in his bed because it'd remind him of how completely big and alone he is in his bedroom. like it makes him realize how disconnected he feels from the world he's dedicated his life to serving justice for and that's why he chooses to sleep in work chairs or couches or even the floor sometimes. anywhere he's left at he'll sleep in because he can't be bothered to bring himself to bed.

but then when the yotsuba arc starts and light forces L to let him sleep in a bedroom (i think we can all agree there's no way light would agree to sleeping on the floor), it's the first time L doesn't entirely hate being in bed. just light's presence is enough to make him feel like maybe part of him is still human. like his bed isn't just a pre-made grave.

but then all of that gets taken away when they're de-handcuffed. and now it's even harder for L to go to bed.

not only is he an empty bed again, but there's a dent in it where a friend used to lay.

[ccomilk]

HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!!!!! this is my gift for @living0-0skeleton for the @rottmnt-secret-gifting gift exchange!!!!!! baby's first trick or treating <333 I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!!

(textless version and doodle below cut!)

[jvstbrokenglass]

okay,, soo, IF i was trying to make one of those audios with all the fable characters... this could be it. but i'm not 100% sure. so uhh any input? should i have different quotes? or diff background audio? or is the editing weird? or should i just not be doing this at 1am?? hmm?

[w4nderingdreamer]

i was thinking about the difference between yearning and loneliness since i feel like they stem from similar places

loneliness is longing for people you don't have

yearning is longing for people you do have, you just can't be together at the moment

and it's funny how even though yearning actually hurts sometimes, it still feels miles better than loneliness

a few months ago i used to cry at night sometimes because i had no one

yesterday i cried at night because i had to stop talking to my friends because it was midnight and i had to wake up at 5:30 am for work

one definitely feels better than the other aipsdjaiosdjasd

idk what really was the point of this post, i guess what i wanted to say, it gets better. you'll find your people, keep trying

and a giant i love you to all my friends <3

[ashmp3]

gods favorite - gods gift 🖤📸

[alien-girl-21]

The change from autiomaa to s=m feels like seeing a horrific car crash only for a silly guy to do a little jig in front of you while you're still processing the crash

[crehador]

just one more sleep until natsume yuujinchou season seven after a seven-year wait 🥹

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

The lights out au is the first au in a while to peak my interest : O

I gotta know, why is Sally evil and what does she do?

Also how's Barnaby doing? <: (

im Delighted to hear that!! (also hi! your laughingstock art is adorable!)

Sally isn't really evil per se... she's just sleepwalking! while having mild to intense nightmares! most of the time she just sleeps in her house, but once per day she takes a walk - a "patrol" - around the neighborhood before going back to sleep. every so often she wakes up Extra agitated, and needs to be soothed to sleep or she'll get destructive. in general, though, Nightlight!Sally just patrols and attacks anything that makes noise until it goes Quiet again

and Barnaby! well! he's having the most wonderful dreams <3

[quicksilver-castiel]

Freak

Pairing: Michael/Adam Milligan/Ghoul Impersonating Adam Milligan

Length: 1.6k

Rating: mature

Tags: Repression? In these characters? It's more likely than you think; mention of cannibalism; biting during sex; everything these guys do is consensual and safe but idk about sane

“Adam, tell your other boyfriend that he’s an asshole,” Ghoul says when it’s clear that tonight is not a night he and Michael are getting along.

Michael immediately shuts up. “Adam, tell that thing that it needs to shut up,” he gripes.

Ghoul’s face shutters closed, which Adam has learned by now means that he’s trying to hide how hurt he is. For a second, Adam can feel something like guilt permeating from Michael’s grace, but then it cuts off.

“Tell- tell that winged guy that he can shut the fuck up himself,” Ghoul says weakly, and storms off in the direction of the bedroom.

It’s always like this - Ghoul’s insults are weak, if you can even call them that. Maybe it’s because he grew up in graveyards. Dead people don’t tend to teach you witty comebacks or how to read the living for filth.

Michael though. Oh, Michael. He’s always down to tear someone to shreds, whether metaphorically or literally. Adam is glad that the threats of actual violence have gotten far and few between by now, but whenever he gets angry, he still slings out insults that cut like an archangel blade. No one is safe from them, except maybe Adam, but then Adam also got past his initial hang-ups about being called a mud-monkey or a worm somewhere around year 300 in the Cage. He isn’t  sure how he would react if Michael suddenly whipped those insults back out, seeing as how he hasn’t heard them in quite a while, but he wants to believe that he at least wouldn’t leave in a huff like a teenager.

Of course, leaving Michael’s vicinity is also pretty difficult when the guy lives in his ribcage.

“You got anything more for me to tell him?” Adam asks.

Michael’s projection isn’t looking at him, his arms crossed in front of his chest. “No,” he says petulantly.

Adam sighs. This really isn’t how he wanted to spend his Friday night, but then again it’s pretty par for the course for this new life the three of them have carved out for themselves. It’s nowhere near normal, and if you asked anyone else, they would probably say that it’s pretty fucked up. (Okay, Sam did say that, in slightly different words, but he can go choke on kale for all Adam cares.)

But they’re a family, in all the ways that three people with two bodies and one face between them can be a family. Which is to say in all the ways that matter, at least to Adam. Michael may beg to differ (and Adam loves hearing him beg), but at the end of the day, they both know that Michael is more fond of Ghoul than he admits.

Which is exactly the problem.

“You know, after yesterday, I thought you may have gotten over the whole ‘monster’ thing,” Adam says, aiming for light-hearted and landing somewhere just south of accusatory.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Michael says, because he is a habitual liar, and also a little bitch.

“You know, after you let Ghoul fuck you.” Usually it’s the other way around, with Michael dominating Ghoul like he has something to prove. Maybe he does, but if so then only to himself, considering they all know how much he likes to be ordered around.

Michael’s projection tenses, fingers digging into his arms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he spits out.

Sure, Jan, Adam thinks, careful not to let Michael hear it.

When you’re literally in each other’s head, privacy can be a bit tricky, but they’ve got the whole one-body thing down pat by now. Adam sometimes says it’s easier to block out each other’s thoughts than it is to remember to breathe, and it’s not just a joke. While Adam often still does it, much like eating, it’s not like they need to breathe - and they tend to just forget.

Turns out that can freak some people out, including their arguably undead-adjacent boyfriend.

(Ghouls aren’t technically undead, as Adam has learned. They’re sometimes mistakenly grouped with zombies due to the whole eating people thing - jury’s still out on whether it counts as cannibalism when ghouls aren’t humans - but they’re made from warm flesh and hot blood, and unlike with those Twilight guys, there’s no question on whether they can get it up or not. Adam doesn’t know if they can impregnate humans, but Ghoul at least made a valiant effort at impregnating an archangel last night.)

It’s been a few seconds, or maybe minutes - Adam is still too used to time being meaningless, for months to be the equivalent of a day - when Michael suddenly says: “Do you think I was too harsh?”

Maybe a bit, Adam thinks sarcastically, and says: “I think Ghoul was pretty hurt.”

Michael frowns at that, pondering this turn of events. Adam wonders what he thought would happen if he went back to calling Ghoul a thing.

Maybe he hasn’t thought about it at all.

“I didn’t mean to say it,” Michael mutters, and Adam feels his own face soften as he looks at the tense and hunched shoulders of Michael’s projection. “It just came out.”

That’s definitely a problem they need to work on, but at least seems to feel bad about it. It’s a start - a good start, even, considering that it took much longer before Michael felt any remorse for landing Adam in Hell.

“Do you want me to tell him that?” Adam asks gently.

He can feel Michael bristle within his chest. “It’s not my fault. He goaded me!”

“I never said that it was your fault, bud.”

That mollifies Michael, at least for the moment. “Tell him that I didn’t mean to call him an it.”

“Okay. You coming with me?”

Michael looks at him in that way that means ‘silly little human’.

Adam rolls his eyes. “You know I mean your projection.”

“I’ve not been visible to anyone but you for about ten minutes now.”

“Great, so I’ve been talking to myself all that time. Cool beans.” Adam gets up from the couch with a sigh. “Alright, time to test my bedside manner.”

“Hey bud, how are you doing?”

Ghoul peers up from the pillow his face is wedged into just to glare at Adam. “Tell that feathered ass I don’t want to see him.”

Adam sits down on the bed and puts a hand on Ghoul’s back. “He’s actually sorry, you know.”

“You’re making that up,” Ghoul gripes after a moment of stunned silence.

“He didn’t mean to call you an it, G.”

Ghoul huffs into the pillow. “I don’t actually mind the ‘it’,” he mumbles against the wrapped down feathers. (Archangelic feathers, to be precise. They’re softer than those of any animal, and Michael likes being plucked sometimes. The feathers can regrow within seconds - not that Michael always wants them to.)

“Okay,” Adam says to keep Ghoul talking, tucking away the revelation about pronouns for later.

“I just know he said it to hurt me, you know.”

“He didn’t mean to,” Adam repeats, but it sounds a little hollow.

“If he really meant it, he wouldn’t send you to say it,” Ghoul mutters against the pillow.

Adam thinks about how long it took for Michael to apologise to him for the first time. How long it still sometimes takes for him to admit a mistake.

“Look, he’s not very good at the whole apology thing.” Adam rubs his hand up and down Ghoul’s back, trying to ease the tension out of it. “I guess that makes two of you.”

“Three of us.”

“Hey, I’ve never done anything wrong in my life.”

“Case in point.”

Adam huffs out a laugh. “Okay, maybe we’re all bad at this. But you know what we’ve been pretty good at, historically?”

“What?” Ghoul finally turns his head, no longer talking into the pillow.

“The forgiving thing.”

“Literally neither of you has forgiven his brothers,” Ghoul says, unimpressed.

Adam gapes at him. “Since when are you on their side?!”

“I’m not, but you’re not exactly perfect little angels about thi-” Realising what he was saying, Ghoul cuts himself off.

Adam almost falls off the couch, laughing.

“You’re right, none of us are perfect little angels,” he teases.

Only because I’m not little, Michael says in their head.

Exactly, bud.

Ghoul narrows his eyes. “Did Michael just say that he would be, if I didn’t say ‘little’?”

Adam grins at him.

“He’s not even that big,” Ghoul continued.

“Hey,” Adam says, “if you’re referring to his dick, maybe rethink that statement.”

“That cop I ate was bigger.” Ghoul licks his lips like he’s remembering the taste. “Sam too. I only got a small taste of him, but it was enough to know his body. He’s hung.”

“I really don’t want to hear about Sam’s dick.”

Ghoul shrugs, and scoots over to lean against Adam’s side. “Point is, none of you are good at forgiving. But it’s okay - I can be the bigger person.”

“I’d prefer if you stayed how you are, actually,” Adam says, making Ghoul grin.

“I meant that metaphorically. But I love that you’re such a freak.” Ghoul noses at Adam’s neck.

Adam thinks that out of the three of them, he’s still the most normal one. Then again, he decided to date both an archangel and a ghoul, so maybe ‘freak’ is a fair assessment.

Well, you’re my favourite freak, Michael says, and his grace shivers in anticipation when Ghoul scrapes his teeth along their neck.

Thanks, bud, Adam says to him. You’re also one of my two favourite freaks.

Michael huffs, but it’s fond, and then he keens a little when Ghoul bites down playfully on their shoulder.

They’ll be fine, Adam thinks then. No matter how much those two argue, they’ll still be fine.

That thought, and the feeling of Ghoul biting down harder, making blood trickle over his skin, make Adam sigh in relief.

[dirty-trash-mongrel]

banish them (also from when I was bored in school)

[hasellia]

Primal Palkia WIP