#Orson Fortune

[hunnam]

Jason Statham as Orson Fortune Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre

[pedroam-bang]

Operation Fortune: Ruse De Guerre (2023)

[vodka-eh]

Operation Fortune Lock/Homescreens

I made some Lockscreens! Enjoy <3

The Getaway Car

Danny.

The Lovebirds

JJ

and our fav shot-caller

i did my best to use high-quality images, but i had to extract most of them from the trailer since the VOD release won't be until may here in germany because of that (and because of all the movement in the trailer) sometimes the quality of the images is a bit underwhelming

software: adobe photoshop font: articulate CF bold (adobe fonts) & custom handwritten typeface

they are opimized for iPhone 13 (in terms of the ios UI) but work also fine on iPad

feel free 2 use, reblogs / likes are highly appreciated <3 thank youu

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Richard Burton had great talent. He's ruined his great gifts. He's become a joke with a celebrity wife. Now he just works for money, does the worst shit. And I wasn't rude. To quote Carl Laemmle, "I gave him an evasive answer. I told him, 'Go fuck yourself'."

- Orson Welles

Orson Welles on a lunch with Richard Burton. It’s hard to disagree with Welles’ astute judgement of the poor choices Burton made in his personal and professional life that led him to squander such acting talent. And Welles should know because he made the same bad choices.

[air-mechanical]

Just thinking of Krennic and Partagaz talking about Ronan and Dedra, their high achieving favourites who rose from nothing. Krennic makes a big show of how he can drink anyone under the table if he wants to. Partagaz lies that he only drinks on special occasions and will do his best to keep up. After the same amount of drinks, Krennic is nicely drunk and Partagaz is practically sober.

They both think they have the upper hand over the other. They both agree The Empire is best served by people from their kind of background, and that they have a duty to elevate others to at least their level.

He may have a rich aristocratic accent and a supremely self-confident bearing, but Partagaz is from the same lower levels that Krennic and Dedra and Ronan and a handful of other high ranking Imperials clawed their way up from.

[saltyfilmmajor]

Me watching any spy movie made after 2018: it's alright, but it's no Mission: Impossible - Fallout

[schlock-luster-video]

Inktober Day 10!

Drew a new portrait of everyone’s favorite reclusive cinematic oligarch, Citizen Kane for today’s “Fortune” prompt!

[danisha-tdh]

Man this guy looks good that I ended up drew him

Orson be interested about him since he's the owner of the Casino as new. So-

Oooooo scamson wøndergotten ref sheet lol love this zest fest

Info about him:

-he is heavily inspired by snakes

-his cane is a cane sword

-he is blind in his right eye

-the Hart clip on his scarf is a locket

-he has a kind of hypnotic ability hens the swirly eyes

-eye one scarf only opens when he's using his powers

-his scarf acts as a third arm

-he is bisexual

-he has a big ego

-if he doesn't have a weapon to fight with he will resort to bighting (this man can't do hand to hand combat)

-he a casino man and big gambling man (his game was apush your luck gambling game called casino king)

(wøndergotten by @danisha-tdh føol's escape by @lazymonth )

Lol almost forgot to put these here

OG design and concept

[evesfallen]

── ❆ METHOD ACTING

— pairing: sarah fidel x reader

— summary: As a film actress, your troubles have never landed you farther than the Hollywood sign. Yet, all that seems to change when you find yourself being blackmailed by a rather striking spy agent. In order to keep your secrets safe, you must take on the hardest role of your career; playing Sarah Fidel’s fake celebrity girlfriend.

— word count: 2,572

— a/n: requested! anon you have caused me to fixate on operation fortune LMAO

This was the last time you’d ever cover up for your cousin.

No matter how much you attempted to help the man, somehow he always managed to threaten the reputation of not only himself but your family as well. The latest scandal involved petty shoplifting, a crime he hadn’t needed to indulge in due to the amount of money you made in a year. He simply did it for fun. Never did he thank you for paying the store hush money to avoid leaks to the press. To your cousin, you were just A stuck up actress who followed in your parents footsteps. You never attempted to argue with him, after all he had always been irritated that your father hadn’t allowed him to intern alongside him. An argument would just prove pointless.

Yet, this time he had gone too far.

You hadn’t a clue how they did it. One minute you were on a flight to Madrid for your next murder mystery film, and the next your plane was hijacked by spies. The same spies who were threatening to blackmail you if you didn’t cooperate in their plan. The instructions were simple: play lovebirds with one of the spies at a charity event in order to distract the targeted individual. It would’ve been easy enough, had you been blissfully unaware of the fact that your life was on the line.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” you mumbled as your heels clicked against the wooden boardwalk.

Your gold dress complimented the color worn by your new “girlfriend” for the evening, Sarah Fidel, who you had learned was the computer analyst of the team. Part of you wondered if she had been the one to dig up the information about your cousin. Upon hearing your words, Sarah stopped within her tracks, before turning upon her heel to face you. Her coworker, Orson Fortune, quickly did the same.

“Oh sweetheart you’ll be fine,” Sarah insisted, taking a step towards you. “You just do what you’re good at, and we’ll take care of the rest.”

While the smoothness of Sarah’s voice sent a wave of ease over you, you couldn’t help but feel as if Orson and herself were trying to corner you. Taking a step backwards, you watched as Sarah’s eyes lit up in amusement.

“Easy for you to say, you’re not having to put on a show for a bunch of killers.” you huffed, gesturing towards the yacht.

“Come on, I’m sure you didn’t win all those big movie awards for nothing.” Sarah teased.

A small groan left your lips as Sarah took the opportunity to move beside you. Swiftly brushing against your hip, she looped her arm with yours. Her nails ran against your skin in small circular patterns, a motion meant to soothe your nerves. Swallowing harshly, you ignored the flutter within your stomach as you fixated on the touch.

“How do we know she won’t crack?” Orson asked, raising a brow as the three of you began to make your way towards the yacht.

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at his question. If he was even questioning your mental strength, why bother with the blackmail? There were plenty of other actresses in Hollywood fit for saving the world.

“Relax baby, she won’t.” Sarah insisted, and you couldn’t help but feel the slightest tug of disappointment within your chest at the pet name.

Was she with the other agent? You doubted it given the narrowed glance that painted Orson’s expression. Pushing the feeling aside, you took a deep breath as the yacht grew closer. It was just an act, you weren’t actually jealous were you? You barely knew the agent.

“Showtime.” Sarah hummed, pulling you closer against her side as the two of you stepped onto the luxury boat.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

There were a lot more people than you expected.

Laughter rang around you like a duet of melodic bells, causing your attention to occasionally drift over to the different clusters of attendees. You clung to a glass of champagne, the stem practically shaking under your anxious grasp. Bringing it up to your lips, the alcohol stung at tongue as you forced it down your throat.

“Well I’ll be damned, it’s not every day we’re in the presence of a star.”

The compliment came from Greg Simmonds, an incredibly wealthy arms broker that stood before you. The very one you had been tasked to distract. A forced polite smile tugged at the corner of your lips as Sarah gently squeezed your arm.

“That’s what you normally tell me when we’re in bed, right dear?” she teased, earning a round of laughter from the men around you.

Instinctively your cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as your head snapped towards her direction. A playful smirk painted Sarah’s expression, and if you squinted you could practically see the amusement behind your eyes.

“Seems you got yourself a catch,” Greg commented, offering a wink before taking a sip of his own drink.

His old fashion somehow looked even less appetizing than your champagne.

“Isn’t she?” you replied, causing Sarah to scrunch her nose up at you.

A gesture that caused your expression to soften for a moment. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but with every second that passed, Sarah’s touch upon you felt more real than before. You bit the inside of your cheek, attempting to deter the thought away. You couldn’t think like that, you were on the job. She was just acting, just as you were. If you were even acting at all.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

“So this acting style of yours, how does it work?” Greg asked, after about three rounds of drinks later.

You could’ve swore the yacht was rocking back and forth. Taking a deep breath, your cheeks remained a soft shade of scarlet as Sarah sat upon your lap. Your arms remained lazily wrapped around her waist in a natural manner. Almost as if the two of you had done this before. Her own arm was draped over your shoulder, tracing idle circles as you talked.

“Hm, method acting?” you asked, tilting your head. You resisted the urge to shiver as Sarah’s tracings grew close to your neck. “It’s simple really. You put yourself into the headspace of your character in order to understand them better. Some actors will go for weeks acting like the part in their daily life.”

Greg set down his glass, astonishment laced within the creases of his face. “Incredible. Did you do that for your recent movie?”

You giggled softly against Sarah at the question, your answer leaving your lips before you could even think.

“Well, I always do method for romance films. I’m in a romance movie every time I step into Micheala’s presence.”

Thankfully you had used Sarah’s pseudonym, despite your clear drunkness. Turning her attention towards you, a chuckle slipped from Sarah’s lips as she gently reached for your chin. Tilting it up with her free hand, she paused for a moment as if she were calculating her next move. You wondered if her brain operated similar to the computers that always occupied her fingers. She was so intelligent, so diligent, that you honestly were surprised when you had heard she had been new to the team. Her gaze flickered to your lips for a moment before pressing a gentle kiss against them. You smiled against her lips as you tasted the red wine that lingered upon them.

It was for the act, you reminded yourself.

It wasn’t real.

Unfortunately, you couldn’t say the same for the storm of butterflies threatening to erupt from your stomach.

As she pulled away from the kiss, her fingers still remained upon your chin for a moment. A faint pout formed upon your expression at the absence of her cherry wine lips, causing herself and the group around you to laugh.

“The power of a woman.” Greg joked, raising his glass in honor of Sarah.

Everyone else followed suit, their glasses mirroring the billionaires. Through a flustered state, your own glass is raised. Sarah grinned at the motion before dramatically bowing at the gesture.

“Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all night.” she joked.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

“Sweetheart?”

Sarah’s words tugged you from your thoughts as you immediately shift your attention towards the brunette. Greg really needed to stop buying you drinks. He had introduced the two of you to another group of billionaires, though frankly you hadn’t been listening enough to catch their names. They simply appeared as two tech geniuses. Though, you figured if they had been put in a room with Sarah, she could easily outskill them.

“Hm?” you responded, slightly dazed.

Keeping her arm around your waist, she gently squeezed it as she stood beside you. Pulling you into an embrace, you melted as her lips brushed against your ear.

“We’re clear to head back.” she whispered quietly.

Your expression faltered at her words.

Going back meant going back to reality.

Going back to simply being co-workers at the very most.

“But we haven’t won the bid yet.” you protested, earning a confused smile from Sarah.

“What do you mean?”

“The painting you liked. The one with the couple picnicking in Italy. I haven’t won it yet.”

Sarah’s eyes softened for a second. Tracing small patterns against the back of your neck, she smiled.

“Oh honey, you don’t have to.”

“I want to.” you insisted, before shifting your attention over to the auctioneer.

Setting your glass of champagne down, you waved him over. Sarah opened her mouth to protest, but before the words could leave her lips you quickly asked for the price of the painting.

“This one is half a million, madam.” the auctioneer explained.

Sarah’s eyes widened as you reached into your clutch. Swiftly, you grabbed your checkbook and began to write.

“I’ll take it.” you replied, slipping the check into the auctioneer’s hand.

Greg chuckled at the sight as he slapped his hand against your shoulder.

“Atta girl. I must say Michaela, I’m jealous. You must be a witch to have this one wrapped around your finger.”

Sarah innocently laughed as she waved her fingers dramatically.

“Watch out or you’ll be under my spell next.”

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

While Sarah had to practically drag you off of the yacht and away from Greg’s antics, the mission had been a success. Giggling softly, you stumbled against Sarah as she helped you onto the private jet’s leather sofa. JJ, another agent on the team, widened his eyes as he raised a brow at Sarah.

“How much did you let her drink?” he asked, baffled as Sarah shot him an annoyed glance.

“Greg kept buying rounds for her.” she insisted, as you held your arms out for her.

“He was so cool, you’re so cool,” you rambled drunkenly.

Sarah ran a hand through her hair before gently patting your thigh. “Mhm sweetheart.”

Peering back at JJ, she mouthed for him to grab you a glass of water. Quickly moving towards the back of the plane, he reached into the mini fridge before pulling out the nearest bottle of water. Tossing it to Sarah, she twisted the cap off before holding it up to your lips. You pouted against the rim.

“Drink.” she commanded, narrowing her gaze at you.

You shook your head in protest. Pinching the bridge of her nose, Sarah groaned quietly as JJ chuckled.

“Have fun with that.” JJ snickered.

“Thanks.” Sarah shot back sarcastically.

Turning her attention back to you, she thought for a moment before sitting upon your lap. Instinctively, you let out a soft gasp, giving Sarah enough room to tilt the water into your mouth. Your cheeks reddened as you wrapped your arms around Sarah’s waist. Pulling the bottle away, Sarah grinned in triumph as you rested your head against her shoulder.

“See, that wasn’t so hard was it?” she teased, rubbing gentle circles against your back.

You didn’t respond, but Sarah hadn’t expected you to. She could feel the steadiness of your heartbeat as you drifted off to sleep.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

The next time you had fallen victim to Greg’s infinite round of drinks, you were in Turkey.

It was another job, one you had drunkenly agreed to on the Yacht. Frankly, you hadn’t even remembered agreeing to until Sarah had reminded you of the next morning. Her gaze towards you had shifted over the past couple of the days, her eyes holding a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

“So, how’d you get into character for this?” Sarah asked curiously.

She stood across from you in the lavish hot tub that sat within Greg’s estate. The sun had fallen now, leaving the two of you alone outside. Sarah wore a black bikini alongside the diamonds that adorned her neck. You couldn’t help but fixate on the way her hair barely grazed against the water. Realizing she had asked you a question, you quickly snapped out of your staring before taking a sip of your margarita.

“Hm?”

“Acting. Did you use method for all this too?” she asked, raising a brow at you as she mirrored your action with her tequila sunrise.

Laughing quietly, you set down your drink against the edge of the hot tub before shaking your head.

“I don’t need to use method for this.” you replied, earning a curious smirk from Sarah.

“Oh?” she asked, shifting against the water. “Why’s that, sweetheart?”

You shrugged as your attention shifted towards the sky. The stars seemed almost more vibrant in Turkey, though you never had time to study them in Hollywood. Back home it was always work and never anytime to actually take in the world around you.

“Method would mean that I would have to get into a headspace that I don’t have, or embrace feelings that I don’t already feel.” you explained.

The tequila was making your body feel warm. Something flickered within Sarah’s glance, something soft and warm.

“Oh? Are you telling me that you already have feelings for me, Miss Hollywood Star?” she teased.

Once again, the tequila spoke for you.

“Who wouldn’t? You’re incredible. The way you carry yourself from how smart you are, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who is as well versed as you are. You make everyone laugh, even when the room was silent before. Not to mention you’re stunning, and I just,” you rambled, cutting yourself off as you feel Sarah’s wide eyed gaze upon you.

Instantly you turn a cherry red.

“You just what?”

“I just really like you.”

A gentle smile tugged at Sarah’s lips as her own cheeks held a hint of pinkness to them. Pushing herself from the wall of the hot tub, she gently reached out for your hands to pull you into her. Rising to your feet, you stumbled slightly as your arms found their way to her shoulders. Studying you for a moment, Sarah gently tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear before letting her fingers linger upon your jaw.

“You’re cute when you’re drunk, you know that?” she whispered, grinning quietly.

“Does this mean you like me too?”

“Oh my god, you dork. Yes I really like you too.”

Laughing softly at your drunken question, Sarah gently pulled your face towards her before pressing her lips against your own under the starlight. Yet, out of all of the stars in the sky, the only one she truly cared about was right there in her arms.

[filmgifs]

Jason Statham as Orson Fortune in Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre (2023) dir. Guy Ritchie

[santoschristos]

“Each atom of the Holy Spirit is intelligent, and like all other matter has solidity, form, and size, and occupies space.” — Orson Pratt

“The descent into matter must be complete before the ascent to spirit can commence.” — Dion Fortune

Atomic Spiritual Power Img by --m.b

[hunnam]

Jason Statham as Orson Fortune Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre (2023)

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (9/18/2024) Episode: Back to Reality

Noemi and Luigi popped home just long enough to drop off their Batuu souvenirs and bags , then headed right back out to pick up Skye and Blossom.

“It was great to have some time just for us” Noemi said as they climbed the steps to Isra and Rhy’s place “but I’m ready to see my baby!” Luigi just smiled and nodded. He didn’t feel nearly as ready to dive back into “that parenthood life”, but he wasn’t about to disappoint her by saying so.

They waved at Isra and the kids through the door, but as soon as little Skye spotted his mom he took off like a tiny parent-seeking rocket.

Isra wasn’t able to catch him in time and the toddler smacked face first into the nearly invisible glass. Fortunately, maternal comfort was close at hand. “Shhh, you’re OK, mommy and daddy are here now, we missed you so much.” Noemi whispered as she wrapped him in a hug.

“momma back now” Skye echoed, his tears subsiding quickly under her loving ministrations as his little friend played happily beside him, quite used to his drama by now. Luigi was hanging back to let Noemi handle it when Isra stepped up next to him to have a quiet private word.

“Luigi” she began “I have to tell you; Skye was a little… aggressive while he was here. He was fine with the older kids, but we had some issues with the infants. First, he bit Orson when he tried to take a toy Skye was playing with. Then yesterday, during a playdate with Beau and Breanne on the beach, he hit Betty after she accidently messed up his sandcastle. We convinced Beau not to bother you, but he’s pretty mad. You should talk to him.”

Luigi didn’t know what to say, finally landing on “I’m sorry about that. I know Skye likes things just so and he’s not used to sharing.”

Gesturing towards the back patio where Noemi had settled with the tiny terror in question for a game of peek-a-boo he continued “He was obviously missing us too. I’m sure now that we’re back, he’ll calm down. Also, thanks for the heads up about Beau, I’ll call him soon.”

Isra followed Luigi outside to join the others. Wanting to make sure she knew he was taking the information she’d provided seriously Luigi wasted no time filling Noemi in: “Honey, Isra was telling me that Skye here wasn’t very nice to the little ones while we were gone.”

Noemi was appalled when she heard what had happened, immediately telling Skye: “We don’t treat other sims that way! We have to be nice to our friends or they won’t want to play with us. Now you say sorry to Ms. Isra, and then we’re going to go find Orson and say sorry to him too.”

“Sorry” Skye parroted, looking vaguely in Isra’s direction “Thank you” she replied “Everybody makes mistakes. I’m sure Orson will forgive you too.”

As Noemi led Skye inside to the nursery, where Isra indicated the twins had just woken up from a nap, Rhys appeared. “Welcome back man!” he greeted Luigi “Can you believe the hype around the video you posted of your wedding dance!?”

“What hype?” Luigi said, all ears. “Part of the Batuu experience is avoiding interaction with the outside world as much as possible.”

Rhys shook his head in disbelief “Oh wow, they really keep you isolated at that theme park. Well, come on upstairs – you’ve got to see this.”

Luigi could hardly believe the millions of views listed under his SimTube video. “People are talking about it, and you, everywhere” Rhys told him “I know the PR department at work is going to want to capitalize on this while it’s still viral. I’d say you’re a proper celebrity now – congratulations!”

Thanking Rhys for the good news Luigi hurried downstairs to find Blossom and leave. He was eager get home and take a serious look at his SimTube analytics dashboard. His older videos were sure to be seeing an uptick in viewership thanks to this, and he was dying to review everything.

Noemi wasn’t thrilled to be the other half of the dance video that was apparently sweeping the nation, but she tried her best to take it in stride. She knew Luigi loved the fans and the fame, and she loved him. It was why she’d agreed to let him film them after all.

Collecting Blossom from under their friend’s couch, they agreed to catch up again soon before heading down the beach towards home.

In game I actually moved Skye into Isra’s household to live “that NPC life” for a couple days while I took his parents on their honeymoon, and this is what I came back to 🤪🤭!

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[simulation-machine]

SIMS RELATED PROJECTS/UPDATES

My spring break is coming up in a week and holy crap do I have plans on plans on plans, especially since my summer is gonna be full of school + internship + HOPEFULLY friggin' graduating with a BA in Psychology so that I can start applying to grad schools.

Read more iffin' you'd like! It's long! Here's a picture of my golden retriever napping on her brother's food bowl to entice/entertain you:

god she is so precious i would literally kill for her

GOAL 1: MASTER GSHADE/ReSHADE

I know that some people are sticklers for this but my thing is that I had no gee-dee clue what I was doing with ReShade, whereas Gshade just kinda clicked and worked for me? That said I have a bunch of resources for learning ReShade so I might end up moving back to it at some point.

My main issue is figuring out the order of all the different effects. It obviously matters, I'm sure people smarter than me have tried to use presets only to be like "why tf does this look absolutely nothing like the baller screenshots this one cool Simblr has?" Annnd it turns out it's order + remembering to turn off certain graphic settings. Also photoshop, but that's gonna take a lot longer for me to figure out lol.

Like I'd been struggling to figure out why @gunthermunch's gorgeous Lithium preset wasn't looking as sexy as it did before annnnd it's because I forgot to turn Edge Smoothing off when switching to it. Jesus wept at how dippy I am sometimes.

Eventually, what I would like to do is maybe make my own preset at some point? I would be kind enough to show the effect order too if I did so. But this requires so, so much more shader knowledge than I currently have.

FUN FACT: My first ever degree was in art, I even went to a very fancy and private art school (School of the Art Institute of Chicago if you're curious)- I dropped out after one semester because uhhh that shit is expensive. Ended up finishing my degree at a much cheaper location in MN. That said, my art was 100% analog and 2D, and it turns out it did not translate super well into trying my hand at graphic art.

It's funny because I've been gifted really neat stuff for graphic art (like a really nice Wacom tablet and Adobe subscriptions), like people just expected my mixed-media ass would know what to do with it. NOPE! But yeah, Sims is sort of my excuse to try my hand at this stuff again, especially since I have a bit more energy now that my soul is not regularly being drained out of my body by customer service and tech support jobs.

GOAL 2: GET CRACKIN' ON ANOTHER DOOR

This one is hard because I am only on Gen 2 of the Orsons and it's sort of hard to justify starting up another story while that one is less than 1/5 of the way done.

THAT SAID, I don't plan on posting Another Door until I have a decent chunk of it done. Since it's not a casual gameplay story nor a legacy challenge, I plan on editing the bajeez out of the screenshots for it, really honing in on the aesthetic. I want it to look and feel very different from my random legacy challenge.

Fortunately, this story has been fucking up my sleep schedule for *months* now and I have a lot of the writing for it done. The hard part is translating that into the Sims, making sure I get the right poses and stuff, maybe even learning how to make some super easy CC (like, posters and stuff), and stuff related to GOAL 1 above.

What I'm saying is that it's going to take a bit. But I'm super serious about sharing it because it's my obsession and honestly the first time a story of my own design has possessed me in literal years.

Also, I want to make sure I have a significant backlog of the Orsons before I start seriously simming for it, because I don't want to screw over my favorite little pixel babies. This legacy challenge is going to be the one, I have done so much to keep my save files to keep it safe from harm (ask me how many backups I have of the save files. JK don't, the number is frankly silly).

GOAL 3: START YET ANOTHER MASSIVE CC PURGE

Y'all, my CC folder for this game is honestly an embarrassment. I go so hard on CC shopping because this community is stupid-talented and I like giving my pixel babies nice things and cool looks. When I'm bored and not quite in the mood for gameplay, I just like making neat-looking sims that I do absolutely nothing with because I love fucking around in CAS.

I have built my own PCs since I was 17 years old, and when I first built COMPUTERMACHINE (current rig) back in the autumn of 2018, it was with the goal that it would run Sims 4 flawlessly no matter what I did to it. It's got ridiculous amounts of RAM, I religiously update parts for it. And to be fair, even with the current 6,907,907,890 TB of CC I have atm it runs better than Sims 3 ever had with a measly 50 GB of CC.

But for me, it comes down to finding all the stuff I wanna use. Making myself get rid of the stuff I don't wanna use. Straight up yeeting the CC that I thought was going to look incredible that uh, didn't deliver.

I do CAS CC purges about once a year but have literally never done it for Build & Buy stuff, because OMG some of this shit I've had since 2014. Like when Sims 4 first came out. YIKES. My CAS CC obsession is notable but it's honestly nothing compared to my Build & Buy. Even before For Rent made building lots slow af, my PC was starting to take a solid minute to switch to different buy categories.

It would take a long af time so I want to make sure I have a bunch of content in the queue before I do it. It's gonna be a whole ass thing and be so, so boring to do. So I'm putting it off for when I have a ton of time to do it. Like, oh, my entire Spring Break?

GOAL 4: MAKE A FRIGGIN' RESOURCES LIST ALREADY

This would obviously need to wait until after GOAL 3 is completed, but I wanna make sure the awesome creators whose stuff I use get credit, and that people know where they can grab neat stuff. It would include not only CC but mods, Gshade/ReShade presets, and maybe even lots and sims I've downloaded from the gallery?

(Since I am super anti-paywall and very unapologetic and rude about it, I will also share where one could perhaps get some of these CCs without paying some dip a Trenta Starbucks Unicorn Frappucino amount of $$$)

It's ambitious as hell because *gestures vaguely at GOAL 3* but it would make things like doing WCIF asks and lookbooks so much easier.

Somewhat relatedly, I wanna make a navigation post, especially once Another Door starts getting posted. That story is gonna be a bit huge with multiple arcs that take place over the course of like, 14 years. Plus once the Orsons get to the 4th+ generation, it would be easier to track things down.

IN CONCLUSION...

I have been having so much fun sharing my silly little Sim adventures on Tumblr, so much more than I ever thought I would! You all have been so great to me, and all of this stuff is sort of a way for me to repay that. Ever since I stopped being able to be artistically creative ever since a really nasty depressive spell in 2017, Sims has been my #1 artistic outlet. And having people who are even somewhat entertained by my pixels is incredibly motivating.

Basically, if you read all of this, DAMN would you have been a rad livejournal follower of mine circa 2007. On the seriousness, however, thank you all so much for being rad and encouraging and sweet. I promise to do you all, if not proud, then at the very least not disappointed.

Time to hit the bong and take some pictures of Lou and Tatertot before taking my IRL doggos on a walk~

[danisha-tdh]

Ayyy, sorry for bothering you. I’m just having some thought while drawing Cassie and Truila, and it’s kinda coming up in my mind after I’m answered your questions.

I’m wondering about what other characters in Wøndergotten think about them? Like, Turbø, Kc, Twins, Dr. Facilier. Someone like that.

( Don’t need to rush. Take your time 👍🏻 )

Oh yeah, I had in mind about that one

Many characters I kept about it, so here we go!!

Starts with the main duo and their gang!

Turbø = At first met Truila and Cassie, he knowing their appearance from the newspapers after arriving in the Souvenir library. For Truila, he's having confused that he thought she's a male (Turbø u blind ass). But hey, he's just be normal to her and become friends. But for Cassie... he knows he doesn't seems to trust her. Because Turbo always not trust people who is a wolf in sheep clothing. So he better watch out for her, and protect Candy at all cost.

King Candy = He's always very friendly to new people around. Candy seeing Truila kept reminds him of Turbø despite they both look similar to each other, makes him got confused. Cassie on the other hand, he sees her as look innocent. He doesn't know what she's plotting against him. But what something he had in mind that Cassie reminds him of some familiar face...

Pal = She likes Truila as a great friend, rather than being with Turbø. Pal and Truila can be bestie as a gossip girls. However, She has no information interact about Cassie or haven't met befor.

Cruella de vil = She already love to have a friends like both of them, they reminds her of one of her classmate. She always love to have a talk with ladies than men, but Facilier is an exception. Cruella oftens to have a discussion to Truila or Cassie if they need some outfits to be perfect fitting in Wondergotten, same as Turbø in first met.

Dr. Facilier = He respect Truila as a strong feminine one. However, same as Candy that she and Turbø does exactly look similar to each other. Though, he'll be ask a suggestion if she's interested to join in the House of Fortune. He doesn't know about Cassie personally, though Turbø told him that she shouldn't be trusted, but he may or may not believe him in situations.

Jack Horner = Nothing special to both. But seeing Cassie with an evil scheme got an attention to him. Jack can use her against anyone by any chance, including Turbø himself.

+ Bonus:

The Twins = they're gentle to both, Set usually getting interested about Truila lately. But unfortunately, she won't likely accept his offer. Oh well, I mean the Twins has like millions fans, but maybe Set find a perfect lover one day. But both kinda confused about Cassie if she's innocent or nøt. Jet can be nice to her in daily life, like taking care of a little girl.

Orson = He had 99% no experience against mortals, but he's more opened welcome to the two new guests. Orson having interested about their skills, just like how he sees Turbø in a first time. Cassie though, he can offer her a good mechanic weapons, something that is useful and dangerous. Though, Orson seeing Truila as like Turbø because the similarity, he thought she was his long lost sister (lol)

Welp, that's all I have-

Also, here's some extra meme :3

[takeyouroctoworkday]

Here are the prompts for Take Your OC to Work Day 2024! These are 100% OPTIONAL, just something to get you thinking, so you can use them for inspiration, or you can come with your own ideas.

Event Post

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May-Themed:

Lily of the Valley (Link)

Hawthorn (Link)

Flower Moon (Link)

Emerald (Link 1 | Link 2)

Taurus (Link 1 | Link 2)

Earth (Link)

Dialogue/Sentences:

"This is what love looks like on a monster."

"Have you ever wondered why I saved you?"

"I wish you'd believe in me a little less."

"I don't think I'd survive your death."

Quotes & Things:

"Reality continues to ruin my life." (Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes)

Fortune Eater

A Familiar Stranger

"Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be." (Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game)

"If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed." (Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar)

Cats & Contradictions

Gods are rarely kind.