#SP Label

[shushilda]

Barrybass - Downgrade Desert

The band Barrybass's performance at the Simsovision anniversary concert

Music by Igorrr

[softmenace]

The Bisexuals stay winning this Pride. 🏳️‍🌈 We've got Bi Evan Buckley, Bi Benedict Bridgerton, Bi Francesca Bridgerton, AND Bi Frenchie!

[ammonitetestpatterns]

the second track from a tape by nan sin laban. such a massive recording, the sound field vibrating, expanding to full golden saturation, perfect languorous heat. i was unable to transcribe the track title, as the ink on the card had run, rendering it illegible.

[piningpercussionist]

Felt like trying my hand at a little sketchy thing for the @sp-ghoul-au - obviously I had to do Kim before anyone else...

[skaianet-rituals]

✨TIMELINE/RITUAL TAGS EDIT LATER EDIT EDIT LATERRR✨

- Flawless 🎩✨

[southpark-trashfactory]

I have a billion other projects I'm working on but I saw this post and got possessed to draw stupid shit

I spent way too much time on this omg...

[unlikely-bloom]

style fans always find a way to reinvent heterosexuality

[some-pers0n]

Will Wood being undiagnosed with BPD as well as going through twink death (his words, not mine) ever since turning 30 is the funniest turn of events I gotta be honest

[hypnosiacon-archive]

Invitinyle: An Inviane identity that can only be described by the image below. It can be gender, orientation, aldernic, etc.

[ Requested by @gender-mailman ] [ Tag List: @ophelia-thimgs, @liom-archive, @hoardicboy-main, @radiomogai ]

[shiftperception]

No worries on the text block o77 I think I get what you mean (but im also half asleep right now)

(also if it means anything we also thought it didnt count because it was purposely made and it took forever to figure out switching. Took talking to a plural friend to realize 'oh shit thats allowed?' (ofc if you arent feeling the plural label you dont have to use it. Just half asleep rambling here.))

Selfmade terms are badass, sounds cool :-]👍👍-🦊

For me it was never wanting or thinking to switch to another oc, until I passed too many depression episode symptoms onto the self insert. Starting to feel like dead weight+ a guy right there whose personality you’ve always envied? Maybe it was bound to happen lol.

tbh I’m not really a labels guy (gender neutral), cliche I know but idk if I could bring myself give it a whole Name like that. that and I have way too many like, inside memes I get attached to that I don’t wanna replace. I have a problem with making up dumb goofy little phrases for things in real life too, sometimes even in my tags on this blog.

[mstudi0s]

Titles and Labels ☁️🧡

We live this world thinking that we are the labels and titles that have been given to us, but in actuality, these labels are only similar to the clothes you wear. This means they can be taken off and changed whenever. You do not have to keep a label if it no longer is for you. Hell, people have changed their names because they felt this way.

[hyewka]

oh come on

[ofkingmakers]

the great war II luciline

My knuckles were bruised like violets, sucker punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talked. Spineless in my tomb of silence, tore your banners down, took the battle underground. And maybe it was ego swinging. Maybe it was her. Flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur.

Killing Jeremy had been just what Lucien needed to get back into the swing of things. There was nothing like a good sacrificial lamb to really get you thinking about the important things in life and he knew with more clarity than ever what his next move needed to be. As he started to descend the stairs to rejoin the party, the exact person that he was hoping to see ran straight into him. The older vampire watched fear creep into Caroline’s cerulean eyes when she realized she was face to face with the man that was attempting to ruin her boyfriend’s life and it gave him a sense of pride to know he could strike such a strong emotion with just a simple look. 

“Miss Forbes,” he greeted, reaching out to take her hand. “Fancy meeting you here.” 

Caroline gave him a scathing look, ripping her hand away from his grasp. “Yes, what a surprise to run into a Whitmore College event coordinator at a Whitmore College event. Truly shocking.” She started to walk away from him, continuing up the stairs, when he ghosts in front of her to stop her path. 

“Now. Caroline, where can you possibly be headed in such a hurry?” he taunted, watching as Moira, one of his loyal soldiers, moves behind Caroline was well. There was no escape; both vampires were much older than the blonde and much faster. She had no way out without causing a scene. 

“What do you want?” Caroline hissed out, fire in her eyes as she stared up at him. 

“Just one dance, love. Then you’re free to go.” 

Lucien watched as Caroline obviously weighed her options. He was sure that she considered fighting for a moment before quickly ruling it out. Running was an option, too, but one that had already proven futile. Finally, the blonde let out a heavy sigh, eyes shooting daggers at him as she agreed, “Fine. One dance and then you stay the hell away from me.” 

He nods, glee written into every feature on his face as he escorts her back down the stairs. Once the pair reaches the dance floor, he extends a hand to her and she reluctantly takes it, her other hand resting on his shoulder while his finds her waist. 

“Watch it,” she snaps, her body rigid in his arms as they dance. 

Lucien feigns shock at her tone, smirk in place. “I have been and will remain a perfect gentleman, Caroline. As long as you do what I want.” 

She scoffs, shaking her head. “You want to kill me and my the love of my life. The likelihood of me doing anything you want is less than zero.” 

The hand that’s holding Caroline’s tightens so hard that the blonde can feel her bones slowly break, letting out a yelp of pain that quickly transforms into a whimper as she keeps her face passive to not arouse any alarm from those around her. “Don’t test me, Caroline,” Lucien spits out. “You have no idea what I’m capable of.” 

She wants nothing more than to run away, to fling herself into Klaus’ arms and beg him to take her away from this place and this man that is hellbent on their destruction but she forces her heart to steel itself and maintains eye contact. “What do you want?” she repeats, her voice cold. 

Lucien’s eyes were gleaming with mischief, excitement rising in his chest. “I want you to leave Klaus.”

The idea of what he was proposing was so preposterous that Caroline couldn’t help but laugh. A genuine chuckle flew out before she could stop it and she shook her head again. “Even if I tried to break up with him, he’d know it was because of you. He’d never buy it was real. He wouldn’t let me just disappear.” 

Lucien looks over at Moira and she nods, moving in to stand close to Stefan. Caroline’s heart skips a beat in her chest, knowing exactly where this is headed. “Threaten Stefan and I’ll rip my own heart out right here on this dance floor,” she commands, her voice cold and detached. “If I die, you lose all your leverage, right? So do it. I dare you. Let’s see which one of us really has balls of steel.” 

He hadn’t been prepared for that response. Perhaps there was more to this girl than he initially anticipated. An unexpected development, for sure, but not an unwelcome one. “Your loyalty is admirable.” 

“Then leave me and the people I love alone,” she requests, not foolish enough to hope that it would actually be that easy. 

He chuckles sadly. “I wish it were that simple, love. This has never been about hatred, it’s about survival.” 

Caroline scoffs again. “You’re not the only person from his line. I’m from his line and he’s in love with me. Do you really think that he’s going to let something happen to himself when it means that I would die too?” 

He lets out a frustrated growl, moving faster than anyone could possibly see as he pushes Caroline off the dance floor and into the darkened corner of a room. She’s shaking with fear, but her head remains high even in the face of his uncertain wrath. 

“I have you, his most prized possession, away from the fray. Vulnerable. Weak. So easy to rip your heart out, the only choice left to kiss or to kill you. And where is he, Caroline? Nowhere. He doesn’t even have a clue you’re in danger.” 

Caroline is struggling against his grip, hating that he can overpower her, trying to push and scratch and kick him off of her and failing at every attempt. 

“Why would I want someone that cannot protect the woman he loves to be in charge of what happens to me?” Lucien continues. His hand grabs a handful of her blonde locks, forcing her head back to better expose her neck. Without warning, his fangs sink into her throat, drinking her blood in gulps. 

Caroline closes her eyes, trying to pretend that she’s anywhere else, that this doesn’t remind her of Damon’s actions all those years ago. When he finally pulls away, shame washes over her at the realization that he had finally gotten her to cry the tears he’d been hoping for, just not for the reason he was expecting. 

“I’ve been starving ever since I slit Jeremy’s wrists open an hour ago,” Lucien whispers, his hot breath tickling her ear, the smell of her own blood tinging every one of his exhales. Horror comes over Caroline at the idea of her best friend bleeding out alone and helpless somewhere and this time when she struggles against him, Lucien releases her.

Caroline hurries away from him, glancing back to make sure he wasn’t following her. 

“Tell Klaus you tasted even sweeter than I imagined!” Lucien calls after her, cackling as she starts to run faster away, desperate to find Jeremy. 

Tears were streaming down her face as she tried to listen for Jeremy’s voice, realizing that she had to stop sobbing in order for her to be of any use to anyone. Once she calms herself, her resolve returns and she knows that Lucien had won this battle. 

But he wouldn’t win the war. 

[alister312]

actually. wait. Clyde/Bebe/Kevin (Stoley) kicks ass as a polycule.

[piningpercussionist]

hey hi uh would you be able to check if y'all have The Land Before Time IV back in stock yet?

Sure thing- one moment.

*Kim turns to the monitor and pulls the keyboard a little closer to herself before she starts typing away. After a minute, she slides it back to it's original spot and turns back to the customer.*

It looks like we do, yeah. It should be in our Kids and Family section- let me know if you need help finding it.

[sparkles-oflight]

Diego to Lila: I'm the daddy here

Me: Yes, yes you are