#Second Life Lookbook

[magymacabre]

LOTD #14

FEATURED:

[HEXUMBRA] - Arden Eye Makeup. New release and discounted Sept 7-10 to 75L at the mainstore.

[HEXUMBRA] Friday Tattoo is Exclusive to the ENJOY event Sept 7-28.

Inspiration/Mood:

Credits

CLOTHES:

Blueberry - Alena - Leggings - BlueberryBooty

[The Forge] Ophelia, Black

mintae. Yuna Top - Black

HAIR:

Magika - Bangs - Amy

Magika - Hair -

MAKEUP/TATS:

[HEXUMBRA] Shoco Lipstick - 4

[HEXUMBRA] Chloe Liner - 2 (tintable)

[HEXUMBRA] Arden Eye Makeup 2

[HEXUMBRA] - Friday Tattoo - FULL 75

[HEXUMBRA] - Spaced Out - Faded - Moonchild

[HEXUMBRA] - Sleepless Eyes -Upper 1

[HEXUMBRA] - Spaced Out - Faded - Eye Star

Lilithe'// Rabies Tattoos - Fresh [FINGERS ONLY]

endi. Faded tips - White - Swallow Ears

ACCESSORIES:

SU!- Tormey Septum

.ashes. jeweled moon bindi

.miss chelsea. Bati Belly Piercing

BROKEN ARROWS - Scary Cup

e.marie // library book - spells / right

Kibitz - Nightmare ring set

Le Forme M05 Bento Nails Beast

LeLUTKA.Png.AVALON.Nose.Set

TETRA - Purity Bodychains

Void - Flutter Lashes

~LF~ Sable

SHOES:

.miss chelsea. Tabi Boots Black

THE BASICS

Ebody Reborn

Lel Avalon.

PUMEC / LELUTKA HUD / - VELOCITY - EYES PACK

Nar Mattaru . Hela Skin {Ghoul}

. Nar Mattaru . Juicy Rolls Skin {Reborn Only} Ghoul

^^Swallow^^ Pixie Gauged S Ears

THE DETAILS

Marsh - Face Scars V1

Marsh - Face Scars V2

[HEXUMBRA] - Sleepless Eyes -Lower 2

[HEXUMBRA] - Sleepless Eyes -Upper 3

[HEXUMBRA] - Deanna Freckles - 2

[POUT!] 'Exhausted' Eye bags - 50%

lychee . jolie moles

::Loa:: Blush for eyes

. Nar Mattaru . Freyja Extras . Moles

Izzie's - Body Stretch Marks 01

DeeTaleZ Addon CELLULITE for ALL BODY SKIN - 25% light

Izzie's - Body Veins (light)

[p] the damned - veins

[Cherry] Ass Veins Vers. 2 (-Ass + Thighs) - B.O.M

[Cherry] Breast Veins Style 2 - Med - B.O.M

Lepunk- Body Wounds [VEINS ONLY]

[hospitaldev]

second life lookbook: love hospital edition

[sl-shopomania]

Look #606

Mesh head / Skin / Ears / Antlers | GENUS Project - GENUS MORPH - Head Preset - Bambi / Skin - BAMBIE / Ears Fawn - Large Tunnels / Addon - FOREST CHILD Antlers (Kustom9 aug 15 - sep 10) Eyes | S H I M M - CCXCIII set (Tres Chic event aug 19 – sep 12) Eyelashes | Nuve - Dollie Eyelashes Hair | RAMA.SALON - Kim Jen Hair

Earplags | GENUS Project - CUTIE PATOOTIE SET Top | Loki - Harper Tee & Bra (Equal10 event aug 10 – sep 5) Jeans | Ascendant - Tati Pants Fatpack Laptop | MOVEMENT - Brand new notebook Drink | :::ChicChica::: - Macaroon cocktail (Tres Chic event aug 19 – sep 12)

Balloons | BIJOU - Pretty Balloons (Tres Chic event aug 19 – sep 12)

I hope you like it!

[ssisch]

#52 - 2024

~ lookbook – 01/10/2024 ~ Lelutka (jaden nova) / HEAD / lel evox / BILLIE 4.0[Heaux](blush.diavolo) Astrid - Browless - Chantilly *VEDeeTaleZ (Steffi Villota) MU *Veins * for LELU EVOX/ Medium SkinDeeTaleZ MU *Cheekbones* for LELU EVOX/ 25% / Medium SkinDeeTaleZ LinktreeIzzie's enhancementsIzzie's (Izzie Button) - Body Pores 50%Izzie's - Body Veins (light)alaskametro<3 (Alaska Metropolitan)…

[evwuniverse]

Self-expression through our avatars is essential to a Metaverse (a new term for a virtual world that you immerse yourself in. Thank you, Zuckerberg). Without a positive avatar creation experience and unlimited customization, that is one way to lose your consumer base. Today I finally got around to creating a new avatar after months of what seems like the longest hiatus ever. To be quite frank with many of you, this was one of the shortest. I was gone from Second Life for about 3-4 months, which explains my lack of posts. Never fret! I have made an extensive comeback. Obviously! If you want to see what I have on "Read More Below."

Currently sporting the following items:

LeLUTKA Head - Avalon 3.1 Version (updated)

=Zenith= Evelynn Full Outfit - Skirt, top, and jacket included. Comes with claws, but my avatar is not wearing them.

DOUX - Joya hair (for all my dread queens out there, this is for you!)

Foxwood - Tiny Pup White

IKON Promise Eyes - Green

Maitreya Body (Regular)

MICHAN - Marina Heels in White

VISTA Animations - HUD 5.32 Miriam Bento AO - V.3 (I'm sure there is an update for this, but I haven't collected my updates yet.)

[HQ LOD] #BANG. Sunglasses with Accessories 'Galaxy (20% Opac)

*Links will be added in the future. Please keep an eye out for "notes" and post updates.*

[sherewrytes]

↳ Toji Fushiguro x f! black reader

REBLOGS HELP ENGAGEMENT

summary. You were always told by your family to stay out of trouble, get your degree, get a good job, and live a good life. Simple rules to follow. You somehow caught the eye of probably the most problematic person in your university but why did it intrigue you to find out more about him.

Toji Zenin/Fushiguro saw you for the first time strolling past him and his friends in front of the university's library. Something about you drew him in. He never saw someone like you before, focused, poised and dedicated to their degree. Always in the library or hanging out with friends, not really partying much. He wondered when curiosity would get the better of him to approach you, but he knew the life he lived would be too problematic for someone as sweet as you.

genre: heavy angst, modern au, 18+, explicit smut, dark romance,

Mafia Au, street racer au, dark romance au

character lookbook

fic warnings. ooc, profanity, mental health issues, toxic relationships, cheating, explicit smut, drug use, mentions of depression + more to be updated as story progresses.

Please read with proper discretion. this is a work of fiction. all characters are written to portray roles that are necessary to the plot and are in no way a reflection of their canon counterparts.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION

Taglist: (you can comment to be added)

@sparkling-obsidian @queendessi24 @masterofthepp @thedondiva45 @laitifly @burpzz @prettypink-princesss

Chapter 4: Slow Down

Yn looked at Toji sitting next to her then glanced at Gojo then back at him.

Y/n," he said, his voice low but firm, "just listen for a second. I need you to understand that I’m not some sick puppy. This isn’t a game for me."

Y/n rolled her eyes, crossing her arms defensively. "Then why do you keep acting like one? If you want to talk, then be honest. Stop lying to me!"

Toji leaned in closer, invading her personal space just enough to make her heart race. "I’m not lying," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper, "but I can’t tell you everything, either. There are things in my life that—" He paused, searching for the right words. "That isn't safe for you to know."

"Safe? For me?" Y/n scoffed, her frustration bubbling over. "You think I can’t handle the truth? How do you expect me to trust you when you keep dodging my questions?"

He leaned in slightly, his breath warm against her ear. "Trust is built over time, Y/n. And right now, I just need you to focus on us, not on what you think you know about my life." He gently cupped her chin, tilting her head up so she met his gaze. "What if I told you that the racing, the shop—those are just hobbies? They don’t define who I am."

She hesitated, searching his eyes for any sign of deception, but the intensity in his gaze made her pulse quicken. "Then what defines you, Toji?" she asked, her voice softening ever so slightly.

He could feel the momentary crack in her defenses, and he seized it. "I’m a guy trying to make ends meet, just like everyone else," he lied again smoothly. "I’m focused on school, on making a better life for myself. The racing? It’s just a thrill, a way to escape from all the pressure."

Y/n narrowed her eyes, but her heart raced at his closeness. "Is that all? You make it sound so simple."

"Of course not," he said, letting a hint of vulnerability seep into his voice. "But I don’t want you to worry about it. I deal with things in my own way. I’ll always keep you out of the chaos. I swear it."

"How can I believe you?" she shot back, but her tone was less confrontational, and he could sense she was wavering.

Toji  brushes his fingers along her arm, grounding her with his touch. "Because I care about you, Y/n. More than you know." His voice dropped, laden with unspoken truths. "I don’t want to hurt you. I want to keep you close."

She shivered at the contact, her resolve beginning to crumble. "You keep saying that, but it feels like you’re just playing with my head."

"I'm not playing," he said, his voice a sultry whisper as he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I’m just trying to keep you safe while I figure out my life. Believe me, I’m being honest." He leaned closer, his lips just inches from hers, making her heart race in a different way. "But there are things I would never want to expose you to."

Y/n swallowed hard, caught in the moment, his words weaving a complex web that both fascinated and terrified her. "Like what?" she breathed, almost forgetting her anger.

"Like the people I deal with outside of all this," he said, his voice low and intimate, "the kinds of connections that can get messy. But it’s nothing you should concern yourself with."

"You’re making it sound like you’re in some secret world," she replied, trying to sound defiant but failing to mask the curiosity in her voice. "You’re not just a street racer and a mechanic. What else are you hiding from me?"

Toji brushed his thumb along her jawline, the intimacy of the gesture sending electric shocks through both of them. "You don’t want to know that, trust me. I’m just a normal guy but I have my demons, Y/n."

"What kind of demons?" she pressed, but the way he held her gaze made her falter, her breath hitching in her throat.

"Demons that haunt me," he admitted, letting a darkness seep into his tone, "and if I let you too close, they might start to haunt you too."

Y/n felt a thrill of fear and excitement. "You’re being cryptic on purpose."

He smirked, a sly grin that promised trouble. "Maybe I am. But it’s to keep you from getting hurt. If you let me, I’ll be the shield between you and all the shit I deal with."

For a moment, Y/n was caught in a swirl of emotions. The allure of his danger was intoxicating, but she also felt the pull of her own instincts warning her to stay away. "You don’t have to protect me, Toji," she insisted, though her voice wavered.

"Maybe not," he replied, leaning in closer, "but I want to." He pressed his lips against her forehead, the gentleness of the gesture clashing with the intensity of their conversation. "Let me handle the chaos. You just focus on being you. That’s enough for me."

As she looked at him, her heart conflicted but undeniably drawn to him, she couldn’t help but wonder if trusting him was the right choice. And in that moment, as he held her close, it felt like it might be worth the risk.

Toji stepped into Y/n's room along with yn, closing the door behind him, his heart pounding as he tried to keep his cool. He was acutely aware of the tension between them, but he couldn’t let her walk away. Not now. Not when he finally had the chance to be close to her again.

"Let’s talk more in private." he said, his tone shifting to something more serious. "But let’s not go there. Instead, let’s talk about what you love. What makes you happy? I want to hear more about you."

Y/n frowned slightly, sensing the shift in conversation. "You’re deflecting."

He smiled softly, brushing his thumb along her jawline, making her heart race even faster. "Maybe I am," he admitted, leaning in a bit closer. "But I want to know what makes you tick. Your design work? Your dreams? I want to know everything about you, Y/n."

She hesitated, caught off guard by his sincerity. "You’re just changing the subject."

"Am I?" he replied, tilting his head slightly. "But isn’t this what we should be focusing on? You and me, here, right now."

His gaze locked onto hers, and she felt the heat radiating between them, pulling her closer. "Tell me what inspires you. What do you want to create?"

Y/n found herself drawn into his intensity, her anger slipping away. "I want to design spaces that make people feel at home," she said, her voice quieter now. "I want to help people feel comfortable and happy."

Toji's expression softened. "See? That's beautiful. You're beautiful. And I want to know every little thing about that side of you. So tell me."

His touch was magnetic, and as she spoke about her passion, he leaned in closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. The conversation shifted, and with every word, Y/n felt the tension between them change.

"Okay," she said, smiling slightly. "I guess I can share a little."

Toji grinned, relieved to see her opening up. "That’s all I want, Y/n. Just you and me. Let's forget the rest for a bit."

As they delved into conversation, Toji subtly steered her away from any more questions about his life outside of this moment, focusing instead on the warmth of their connection and the spark igniting between them. For now, he was determined to keep her in the light, far away from the darkness lurking in the corners of his life.

Toji leaned down, capturing Y/n’s lips in a gentle but fervent kiss, pouring all the pent-up feelings he had bottled inside into that one moment. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers, and he searched her eyes for understanding.

“I need you, Y/n,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “You know that, right? Since the first time I laid eyes on you.”

Y/n blinked in surprise, the sincerity in his gaze catching her off guard. “You don’t even know me, Toji,” she replied, her tone laced with disbelief. “How can you need me?”

“I do,” he insisted, brushing his thumb across her cheek, relishing the warmth of her skin. “I know it sounds crazy, but there’s something about you that pulls me in. It’s like you’ve been a part of my life long before I even met you. You make everything feel different.”

She searched his eyes for any hint of insincerity but found none. The intensity of his gaze made her heart race. “But you don’t know the real me,” she said, trying to maintain her defenses. “You only see what you want to see.”

“Maybe,” Toji conceded, leaning in closer, their breaths mingling. “But I want to know the real you. I want to learn about your dreams, your fears—everything that makes you, you. I don’t want to hide from that anymore.”

His sincerity made her chest tighten, the wall she had built around her heart cracking just a little. “And what about all the chaos in your life?” she pressed, her voice softer now. “What happens when that comes crashing down?”

Toji’s expression shifted, a flicker of vulnerability flashing across his face. “I won’t let that happen. Not to you. I promise,” he said earnestly, a hint of desperation threading through his words. “I’ll protect you from all the darkness in my world. I’m done pretending it doesn’t exist, but I refuse to let it take you away from me.”

Y/n felt a rush of emotions—confusion, longing, fear—but the weight of his words wrapped around her, making her heart flutter against her will. “Toji,” she breathed, the uncertainty still lingering in her voice.

“I know this is all so sudden,” he admitted, his grip tightening around her waist as if anchoring them both in this moment. “But I can’t pretend like I don’t want you in my life. You’re the light I didn’t know I was missing.”

The sincerity in his words pulled at her heartstrings, and for a moment, she allowed herself to imagine a life where they could be together without the chaos, without the lies. “What if we just… take it slow?” she suggested hesitantly.

Toji smiled softly, relief flooding through him. “Slow sounds perfect. I’ll take whatever time you’ll give me, Y/n.”

With a tentative smile, she nodded, and the tension between them shifted once again, transforming from uncertainty to something warmer, something filled with possibility.

“Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s figure this out together.”

Toji’s heart swelled at her words. He leaned in to kiss her, this time softer, more tender, as if sealing a silent promise between them. In that moment, he knew he would do everything in his power to keep her close, to shield her from the darkness lurking in the shadows of his life.

Toji leaned down, capturing Y/n’s lips in a gentle but fervent kiss, pouring all the pent-up feelings he had bottled inside into that one moment. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers, and he searched her eyes for understanding.

Toji’s lips curled into a smirk, and he leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. “So you like it slow, Y/n?” he asked, his voice raspy with teasing. He caressed her jaw gently, tilting her face to meet his gaze, their eyes locking. “Or do you prefer it fast?”

Y/n’s breath caught in her throat, and she felt heat rise to her cheeks under the weight of his gaze. “I—I just meant…” she stammered, caught off guard by the intensity of the moment.

He held her chin firmly, his eyes searching hers as he waited for her to gather her thoughts. “Look, I get it. Things are crazy between us. But we can figure it out together, at whatever pace feels right. Just know that I want you, Y/n. No matter how fast or slow this goes.”

The warmth of his touch and the sincerity in his eyes began to ease her apprehensions. “Okay,” she finally replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s take it slow and see where this goes.”

Toji smiled, a mixture of relief and desire flooding through him. He leaned in to kiss her again, this time softer, more tender, as if sealing a silent promise between them. In that moment, he knew he would do everything in his power to keep her close, to shield her from the darkness lurking in the shadows of his life, even as he struggled with his own demons.

Y/n sighed, the weight of her emotions pressing heavily on her chest. “It’s so soon, Toji,” she admitted, uncertainty lacing her words.

Toji let out a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. “Is it, though?” he countered, tilting his head slightly as he searched her eyes for understanding. “I mean, we’ve already been through so much together, even if it feels like it’s only been a few moments. Isn’t it better to be honest about what we want?”

Meanwhile, in the background, the lively atmosphere of Y/n’s living room was a stark contrast to the tension between the two. Gojo, Shoko, and Mei Mei were enjoying themselves, laughter and chatter filling the space as they passed around drinks and smoked casually.

Gojo, ever the instigator, snatched Shoko’s phone from the table where she had been playing a slow R&B song, seamlessly switching it to “Aston Martin Music” by Rick Ross and Drake. The smooth beats and silky lyrics enveloped the room, setting a relaxed vibe.

As the song played, Gojo turned to Shoko with a mischievous grin. “You know, Geto has a crush on you,” he said, smirking as he watched her reaction.

Shoko faked a gag, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Oh please, Gojo. Geto? He’s way too chill for me.”

“What's wrong with Geto? He’s a solid guy,” Gojo defended, raising an eyebrow. “You just need to give him a chance. He’s not as boring as you think. He’s just… selective.”

“Selective?” Mei Mei chimed in, giggling as she leaned closer to Shoko. “You mean he’s just too busy being the ‘cool guy’ to actually make a move?”

“Exactly!” Gojo laughed, pouring another drink. “I mean, look at him. He’s been lurking around you like a puppy for ages. Just admit it; he’s got a crush, and it’s adorable.”

Shoko shook her head, still not convinced. “I don’t know, Gojo. He’s not really my type. I like someone who knows how to have fun.”

“Fun? Like what? Getting hammered and dancing on tables?” Gojo teased, nudging her playfully. “Geto’s chill side can be fun too. Just wait till you see him at a party; he knows how to let loose!”

Back in the other room, Y/n couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the lively banter happening just out of sight. It reminded her of the carefree moments she used to enjoy before the complications of life weighed her down. Toji, still focused on her, gently brushed his thumb over her cheek, bringing her attention back to their conversation.

“Whatever pace you want, Y/n, I’ll respect it,” he said softly. “But just know that I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

She took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of his presence settle over her, the tension in her shoulders easing just a bit. “Okay, let’s take it slow,” she repeated, determination filling her voice.

Toji smiled, that familiar spark of mischief in his eyes. “Good, because I’ve got a lot I want to show you. Just promise me one thing?”

“What’s that?” Y/n asked, curiosity piquing as she leaned into him slightly.

“Promise me you won’t shut me out,” Toji replied, his voice steady and sincere. “We’ll figure this out together, no matter how complicated it gets.”

Y/n nodded slowly, knowing that despite the chaos in their lives, there was a flicker of hope—perhaps even a chance for something beautiful to blossom amidst the madness.

Toji's gaze followed Y/n as she walked out of her room, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. “So this is... did you change outfits to drive me? Y/n, what kind of timing are you on, for real?”

Y/n laughed, the sound light and teasing as she made her way to the living room, leaving Toji to admire the way her shorts hugged her figure. It was a sight that made him momentarily forget all the chaos swirling in his life.

As she settled between Shoko and Mei Mei, Toji leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, unable to tear his eyes away from her. The three girls were animated, their laughter ringing out as they joked and talked, but all he could focus on was Y/n. The way she laughed, the way she moved—it all drew him in.

“Damn, she’s stunning,” Toji muttered under his breath, more to himself than anyone else. He felt a rush of warmth fill his chest, a mix of admiration and desire as he continued to watch her.

“Earth to Toji!” Gojo’s voice broke through his trance, pulling him back to reality.

Toji shook his head slightly, trying to play it cool. “What?” he replied, feigning indifference as he turned to Gojo, who was smirking at him knowingly.

“Just making sure you weren’t drooling over Y/n or anything,” Gojo teased, raising an eyebrow. “You look like a kid in a candy store.”

“Shut up,” Toji shot back, but there was no real bite to his words. “I’m just... observing.”

“Observing, huh? You should probably do that from a distance, man. She might actually think you’re creepy,” Gojo jokes, earning a chuckle from Mei Mei and Shoko.

Toji rolled his eyes but couldn’t suppress the grin forming on his lips. “Yeah, right. Like you’re one to talk about being creepy.”

As the banter continued, Y/n caught Toji’s eye across the room, a knowing smile creeping onto her face. She leaned slightly forward, her curiosity piqued. “What are you looking at, Toji?”

“Just admiring the view,” he replied smoothly, his voice low and teasing, eliciting laughter from the girls around her.

“Uh-huh, sure. You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Y/n shot back, her playful tone hinting at the chemistry simmering between them.

Toji shrugged, leaning against the wall as he enjoyed the moment. “Can you blame me? You look good, Y/n. Just don’t let it get to your head.”

She rolled her eyes dramatically, though a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. “As if I need your validation, Zenin.”

“Careful,” he replied, a teasing smirk on his face, “keep talking like that, and I might just take it personally.”

Y/n laughed again, and Toji’s heart raced. The playful back-and-forth felt easy, like they were slipping back into a rhythm he had missed during their time apart. For a moment, everything else faded away—the drama, the lies, the pressures of their lives outside this moment. All that mattered was the connection they shared, a spark that ignited between them, promising that this was just the beginning.

Toji checked his phone, feeling the weight of his commitment to Shui pressing down on him. He glanced up at Y/n, who was laughing with her friends, and decided he couldn't leave without saying something first.

He walked over and squatted down to meet her gaze, his eyes locking onto hers. For a moment, the noise around them faded, and all he could focus on was the way her smile lit up the room. Without thinking twice, he leaned in and kissed her deeply, pouring all the pent-up feelings he had into that single moment.

“I need to go,” he murmured against her lips when he pulled back, his voice low and serious. “I’ll text you when I’m free.”

Then, leaning closer, he whispered in her ear, his breath warm against her skin. “Keep her wanting and wet for me.”

Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as his words sank in. The teasing, flirtatious nature of his comment hung in the air, igniting a mixture of excitement and confusion within her. She opened her mouth to respond, but the words got caught in her throat as Toji stood up, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

“See you later,” he said casually, though the intensity in his gaze suggested he wouldn’t forget this moment anytime soon.

As he walked away, Y/n felt a rush of adrenaline course through her, her mind racing with his parting words. She exchanged glances with Shoko and Mei Mei, who were both grinning knowingly.

“What was that all about?” Shoko teased, nudging Y/n playfully.

Y/n shook her head, still flustered. “I have no idea,” she replied, though a smile tugged at her lips despite herself.

Mei Mei leaned in, her expression mischievous. “Looks like someone’s got you wrapped around his finger. Careful, or he might start thinking he can have you anytime he wants.”

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn't help the warmth spreading through her. “Yeah, right. As if it’s that simple.”

“Seems pretty simple to me,” Mei Mei shot back, a knowing glint in her eye.

Meanwhile, Toji stepped outside, a rush of exhilaration coursing through him. His heart was racing, not just from the kiss but from the thrill of the chase he felt with Y/n. He had left her wanting more, and that was precisely the plan.

As he got into his car, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of their heated interactions. For the first time in a while, he felt alive—caught between the chaos of his life and the intoxicating pull of Y/n. He fired up the engine and drove off, the city lights blurring past him as he headed to meet Shui, anticipation bubbling beneath the surface.

Toji drove through the familiar streets, the engine's roar echoing his restless thoughts. Despite the intensity of his earlier encounter with Y/n, a tension lingered in the back of his mind—the lingering repercussions of his double life. He glanced at his phone, but there were no new messages from Shui. Just as well; he needed to focus on one thing at a time.

Arriving at their usual meet-up spot, an abandoned warehouse at the edge of town, Toji parked and stepped out, the cold night air hitting him like a splash of icy water. He spotted Shui leaning against his motorcycle, a smirk on his face as he took a drag from a cigarette.

“Look who decided to show up,” Shui called, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Did you forget how to drive or something?”

Toji rolled his eyes but couldn’t help a grin. “Had a little… detour,” he replied, his thoughts still drifting back to Y/n’s surprised expression and the warmth of her body against his.

“Detour, huh? Let me guess, that girl is trouble.” Shui pushed off from the bike, his tone shifting to one of genuine concern. “You need to be careful with her, Toji. You know how things can get messy.”

Toji shrugged it off, his demeanor shifting to a more guarded stance. “I know what I’m doing. She’s just a girl,” he said, but even he could hear the lack of conviction in his words.

“Just a girl?” Shui raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer. “You’re really going to play it like that? Because from what I hear, you usually don't act the fool for any girl.”

Toji sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I’m just trying to keep things simple. She doesn’t need to know about my life. I’m not dragging her into this.”

Shui’s expression softened, sensing the conflict within Toji. “Just be careful. You know how our world works. Things can turn dark quickly. And you’ve got a lot of people who’d love to use that against you.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll keep that in mind,” Toji replied, more dismissively than he intended. But he didn’t want to think about that right now. He pushed the thoughts aside and focused on the moment.

“So, what’s the deal tonight?” he asked, changing the subject as he leaned against the car. “You said you had news?”

Shui nodded, glancing around as if to ensure they were alone. “I’ve been hearing some whispers. There’s a new player in town, someone stirring up trouble, and they’re interested in street racing. I thought you should know.”

Toji’s interest piqued. “What do you mean ‘new player’?”

“Word is, they’re not just racing for fun. They’re looking to make a statement, and they won’t hesitate to get their hands dirty,” Shui explained, a serious edge creeping into his voice. “I just want you to be careful. You’re a known name, and I don’t want you caught in the crossfire.”

“Got it,” Toji said, his mind racing. This could complicate everything. He couldn’t afford to let anyone disrupt what he had with Y/n, especially with all the chaos brewing on the streets.

“Are you going to race this new guy?” Shui asked, eyeing him closely.

Toji shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ll check it out, but I’m not looking for trouble.”

“Just remember—trouble has a way of finding you,” Shui warned, tossing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it under his boot.

“Yeah, well, I’m not planning on making it easy for them,” Toji replied, determination hardening in his gaze.

Back at Y/n's Apartment

Meanwhile, back at Y/n’s apartment, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the tense air Toji was now navigating. Shoko and Mei Mei were sprawled out on the couch, the low hum of music filling the space as they chatted and giggled, sipping on drinks.

Y/n, however, was lost in thought, replaying the moments with Toji over and over in her head. His kiss, his words—it was all consuming, leaving her torn between excitement and uncertainty.

“Are you going to keep staring at that wall, or are you going to join us?” Mei Mei called out playfully, pulling Y/n from her thoughts.

Y/n blinked, shaking her head as if to clear it. “What? Sorry, just… thinking.”

“About Toji, right?” Shoko asked, a knowing smile on her face.

Y/n couldn’t help but blush. “Maybe,” she admitted, a hint of a smile forming.

“Girl, you’re totally into him,” Mei Mei teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. “What’s the deal? Is he your new boyfriend or what?”

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress the smile. “It’s not that simple. We’ve barely talked, and he just walked into my life like a whirlwind.”

“Yeah, but it’s a hot whirlwind,” Shoko chimed in, leaning forward. “You can’t deny there’s chemistry. I mean, did you see the way he looked at you?”

“Exactly! He’s a bad boy, and you know you like that,” Mei Mei added, sipping her drink.

“I just… I don’t know if I want to jump into something like that,” Y/n admitted, her brow furrowing. “What if it ends badly?”

“Then you deal with it,” Shoko said, shrugging. “You’re a strong woman. You’ll bounce back. But you have to admit, there’s something there.”

Y/n sighed, leaning back against the couch. “Maybe. But I don’t want to rush anything. I want to take it slow.”

Mei Mei smirked. “So you like it slow, huh?”

Y/n shot her a glare, trying to hide the smile. “You know what I mean! I just want to figure things out without it getting complicated.”

“Complicated?” Shoko scoffed. “With a guy like Toji? That’s like trying to play chess with a raccoon. He’s all instinct, no rules.”

Y/n laughed, the tension in her chest easing. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. But still…”

“Just be open to it,” Mei Mei encouraged, her expression softening. “Life is too short to overthink everything.”

Back to Toji

Toji returned to his car after catching up with Shui, his thoughts drifting back to Y/n. He had left her with so many unanswered questions, but there was something about her that drew him in—her fierce spirit, her passion for life. He couldn’t let his world tarnish that light.

As he drove back into the city, he felt a mixture of anticipation and dread. His life was a constant balancing act, and with the new threats emerging, he was worried about how it would affect Y/n. He just wanted to keep her safe, but as the saying goes, you can’t protect someone from everything, especially when they’re already part of a dangerous game.

He pulled out his phone, staring at Y/n’s contact. Should he text her now or wait until things settle down? The moment felt too precarious, like a tightly wound spring ready to snap at any moment.

But for now, all he could do was wait.

[davidcopeerfil]

Have you already seen all the stuff DOUX is posting on ModCollective for the Sims4? You can find links for our last 8 styles, 6 of them already for free! We will be adding all the new hairstyles right after being released on Second Life, so have a look from time to time to get the new goodies! You can follow me and your favourite designers as well to be notified when adding new content.

Nala Hairstyle

Lalisa Hairstyle

Gameover Hairstyle

Micha Hairstyle

Binna Hairstyle

Riley Hairstyle

Rapunzel Hairstyle

Chiquita Hairstyle

#sims#sims4#sims 4 cc#ts4 cas#the sims 4#simblr#sims 4 cas#my sims#ts4ccfinds#my lookbooks#ts4 cc#ts4 gameplay#ts4 simblr#ts4#ts4cc#the sims community#lookbook#gaming#video games

[dreamyvill]

“no grave can hold my body down I’ll crawl home to her”

Angst no happy ending

Warnings(death)(just utter sadness)

ꨄ

Everything had gone wrong, wrong wrong wrong. Nobody knew where to start from the bad intel to the breaking news that would rock not only the entire team of 141 as a whole but their families. Simon was a man who didn’t have much of a heart to hear beating but joined the military with sorrow and he would leave with it too.

As he lay there everything falling before him, he’d heard stories of people seeing their lives flash in the face of death as a lookbook of sin and glory.

The smile that spread across his chapped, thin lips, too far gone to see the way prices head bowed as his eyes glazed over.

He remembered the day of glory no day ever would amount in comparison.

The air was peached and refreshing, the men standing behind him that had grown as he had through the parts of his life that mattered now.

The beautiful scenery that surrounds them, the ocean dark blue but shinning as the moon scattered across its horizon, the breeze chilling but not cold the anticipation building in his guts.

The men and everyone outside stood to their feet as the music plays the familiar tune. Here comes the bride. It was amazing the he stood unmasked in the night unfazed and comfortable.

Unmasked he was, he had released himself from the shouldering worry of enemies he had let ghost go this was just Simon Riley. A soft chuckle and a thought…..

His wife, his beautiful beloved wife. The beautiful hibiscus bundled in her hands the lace vail blowing down the front of her face the tears cascading down his face were a sight when the music had ended and he’d had his hands in yours.

The pastors voice drowned out by the captured gaze between him and his bride a warm cough, from said pastor signaling it was time for vows to be exchanged taking the diamond ring that was everything she’d ever want to her finger after repeating the pastors vows he gave some of his own.

“I vow that when death takes my hand

I’ll hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime I breathe in

I vow to never let you fret, cry or be scared as long as I am on earth

I vow to understand, please and thank you for accepting my deepest love till death fights me down

I love you”

He’d done his very best to life up to that, and he had succeeded no matter how far or near he was he made sure to call or send a message in some way to let you know he was still here and loving you.

It wasn’t very long before the weight on his body got a little heavier, he remembered the second greatest day of his life.

“Guess what!” His newlywed wife asked

“Wha’” the gruff man responded a wide smile on his thinner lip, with her simple ask his eyes were closed and his hands were out and open.

A delicate picture frame had appeared in his hands it was there wedding photo blown up and framed in a white wooden frame.

“It gorgeous hon’” was all he could say it took the breath from him. Thinking about that day still felt like a dream but having the proof in his hands was spectacular.

“What’s wrong?”

“Um… I got a call from John there a mission that he wants me on I know that after we got married I said I’d retire and I will be he needs me this will be the last one I promise love”

And He’d later go on to get the photo tattooed on the whole of his back as a mural for you by him.

He knew he was dying not when he heard his yelling caption asking him to hold on just a little longer, soap calling for him to keep his eyes open nor the evac arrive airlifting him to a hospital.

It was when he couldn’t hear your voice anymore, when your face got blurry when he tried his damn hardest to see it he knew it was over.

But he needed to make good on his word, he had to get back to you to say a goodbye weakly raising with wired hands the monitors ringing away.

Not that he could tell the difference between them or the ringing in his ears price jumping up to try and settle him. “Riley lay down you’re going to make it worse.” He firmly but yet scared told him man.

Shaking his had left to right “call er” he rasped out “call er now I need my wife!” Death was going to take him yes but it wasn’t going to take his last moment from his wife.

You don’t know how you got to the hospital but you did just in time charging your way past anything, breathing only with your gotten spotty vision jumping to his side and his arms.

“This isn’t My choice hon but I hope I did well being your love but please find another” it would kill him again to watch you from beyond drowning in sorrow.

“I don’t want them I want you” you tired you hardest to not break down to make him feel like he did anything wrong.

He didn’t this was all out of either of your control.

“You have me you’ll be the only one to have me.”

There it was the weight was much too heavy to fight and he had a light heart hold his loved hands in one death on his chest.

He laughs at the thought he had all those years ago

Banners by @danowh0re and @k1ssyoursister

[bunnithechubs]

My 𝐓𝐨𝐩 24 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 from 2024🎉

I was tagged by the amazing @moonwoodhollow, thank you so much for tagging me btw! I don't really know what the guidelines were so I just chose 2 of my favorites screen shot for every month of 2024!

Before you descend into the madness below I would love to tag: @riverofjazzsims , @neishroom, @simsmoonie, @acuar-io, @duusheen, @bakersimmer, & @its-opheliasgarden! (feel free to ignore if you are super busy or have done it already)

January 2024

I loved this screen shot cause it felt like a sims 4 x life is strange ad in the best way possible. Also I loved this lot so much ;-;

ah, this gameplay was SO cute and wholesome. I loved this picture because it just felt so natural and lighting was popping off.

February 2024

Same family again, the lighting in the first one? like ate. The second one was just so cute cause homeboy was HANDSOME.

March 2024

I loved these two shots because I was experimenting with interiors as well as editing. The first one was such a cute harry potter nerd room but also had hits of nostalgia in it. While the second one was purely me getting into telling my story through editing.

April 2024

TTPD by T.Swift is out and I am GAGGED. This was my attempt at making FLORIDA!! as a lookbook and someone called it cunty af.

such a cute picture of the cats in game ;-;

May 2024

I built the shell of this house and asked around for a storyline for it. Someone said a sugar mama and her young bf. The caption was "she would date men her age but they're all dead!" which I think was referencing a quote about Chere and I though it was so iconic. Anyways I loved that house :3

June 2024

SUMMER IS HERE!! Also I discovered Chappell Roan at this time and fell in LOVE with her album/music. I believe she had just performed wearing something similar to this outfit so I took inspo from it. The first picture just wreaked of sunscreen and summer love!

July 2024

Ah, one of my top builds and favorite legacy heirs. This Uni was such a time consuming build but made entirely with love. You guys seemed to love it and i think it's my most downloaded lot on the gallery! Then came this epic photo of Jack Louis and Venessa. the lighting? the outfits? the hottness?? UNMATACHABLE.

August 2024

Cain and Kitty are married!!! This was my favorite wedding ever and it just looked so perfect. I remember wanting to wait to do their wedding arc but I was TOO excited. These pictures just looked so beautiful ;-;

September 2024

this picture was just so cunty and hot. the lighting was also a paid actor.

AND THEN THERE IS MAE!!!

October 2024

Penny makes her hot girl return and everyone goes wild (rightfully). Then this scooby doo costume just became a fav amongst ya'll and myself!!

November 2024

she's hot. thats it.

December 2024

the cutest couple ever!! I love penny and daddy darius so much like....UGH. Then Jett was born and everyone began thirsting (me too)!!

[simstoricalish]

hey!! do you think you would be able to try to recreate this for ts4? (it’s for second life or smth i don’t remember) if not maybe clothes inspired by it? if u take my suggestion it’s totally up to u :3 i love ur work and lookbooks!!🩷

I can certainly try, I have some meshes that might work so I'll added to my wips. Thank you so much I really have fun making the lookbooks :)

[magymacabre]

LOTD #017

♬ Inspiration/Mood ♬

Credits

CLOTHES:

RIOT / Basic Low Rise Leggings - Black

.SULFUR. // Hostile Dress - Black

HAIR:

Just Magnetized - Francesca Hairbase

Magika - Hair - Sienna

MAKEUP/TATS:

[HEXUMBRA] Mattie Eye Shadow

[HEXUMBRA] India Eye Makeup

Lilithe'// Rabies Tattoos - Fresh [FINGERS ONLY]

[HEXUMBRA] - Spaced Out - Faded - Moonchild

. Nar Mattaru . Augmenta Tattoos

Void - Flutter Lashes

ACCESSORIES:

SU!- Labeled Leg Bands

SU!- Tormey Septum

.STOIC. [ Reborn ] . MANICURED CLAWS

AZARAN - NOX NOSE CHAIN

AsteroidBox. Caelum Collar

Vibing -- Fiona Rings -- Onyx

SHOES:

: CULT : Kyla

THE BASICS

Ebody Reborn

MAZE.mods - Soft Thighs mod

Lel Avalon.

::Sequoia:: Oblivion eye set

Nar Mattaru . Persephone Skin {Ghoul}

^^Swallow^^ XL Ears Gauged Ears

THE DETAILS

Marsh - Face Scars V1

[HEXUMBRA] - Sleepless Eyes

[HEXUMBRA] - Deanna Moles

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[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

Lookbook: Araminta Hearst-Irsay

Since it will take a while to get my head back into gameplay, here's a super quick thing I threw together of how I would have dressed Araminta before I shipped her off for @akitasimblr to torment😉, was I using cc at the time. It's fairly maxis-match and some are completely vanilla.

Very much missing Paint 3D on my new computer, need to find a replacement stat as that's being gradually phased out.

Everyday and Formal. Dress is by @sentate, top is an edit of that Tiny Living t-shirt dress. She could be walking on the sand so neither her formal nor partywear shoes are all that high or with stiletto heels. Plus as a professional athlete, she veers towards comfortable footwear anyway.

Exercise and Sleep. Shorts in the exercise fit are cc, top in the sleepwear fit is.

Party and Swim. The skirt in the party outfit is the only cc. I'd be tempted to swap out the bikini for the string one by @trillyke, but for desert island living Araminta would want something relatively practical that can double up as a second bra and underwear if needs be. Plus her entrance was kind of iconic, if I may say so myself ���

Hot and Cold Weather. Hot is as it was, Cold is with a cc pair of jeans since for the life of me, I could not find a vanilla pair that wasn't torn or frayed without also being Mom jeans (not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's not Araminta's style). Bear in mind with the Cold Weather fit, the BC is set in Sulani and Araminta's originally from foggy Henford-on-Bagley. She likely wouldn't wear both the sweater and the jacket at once - girly is just being prepared.

(I need a new editing program - and a cas backdrop, though this didn't look half bad by simply using the capture function.)

[sl-shopomania]

Look #603

Flickr

Mesh head | GENUS Project - GENUS MORPH - Head Base Triangle / EyeMorph Bunny / NoseMorph Doll / LipMorph Bow Skin | GENUS Project - Skin - KITTY - Rose Kiss Tattoo | [Onyx] - Let it Hurt Tattoo (Tres Chic event jul 19 – aug 12) Hair | RAMA.SALON - Rossie Hair

Necklace | [ENAMOUR] - CHARVI NECKLACE (Anthem event jul 3 - jul 30) Bracelet | MICHAN - Calla Bracelets (Fameshed jul 1 - jul 30) Bikini | Loki - Charlie Ruffle Bikini fatpack (Equal10 event jul 10 – aug 5) Shorts | (fd) - Car Wash Shorts - DK WASH (Tres Chic event jul 19 – aug 12) Hotdog | MOVEMENT - The ultimate hotdog (Anthem event jul 3 - jul 30)

Prop | Luanes Poses - Loving the Beach Life (Tres Chic event jul 19 – aug 12)

I hope you like it!

[okikeu]

BIJOUX

EIGHT. throw pillows: not for throwing

written — 2.2k words

warnings: strangling, suicidal thoughts (not actually but it sounds a lot like it), yn beats up heeseung

At seven years old, your grandfather had put you into self-defence classes.

By nine years old, you had been blacklisted from every self-defence and martial arts program in the country.

It wasn't that you had done something so egregious that every instructor you had would call the next in a frenzied panic warning of your existence—you'd simply been a little...enthusiastic.

But maybe sending four kids to the ER and knocking your third instructor into a water fountain did garner some short of reprisal.

You didn't learn much during the two short years you were taught (all of the hospitalizations you caused were done with impeccably horrible technique), but when your target walks around like two kids stacked in a trench coat, being good at fighting wouldn't have given you that big of an advantage anyway.

You weren't a violent person in nature, but the universe had some sort of vendetta against you and it decided that today was the day it would act upon it, so a couple of enraged actions had come from your hands as of late.

The first of which was after you'd come to the realization that your company was seconds away from going up in flames.

Okay, maybe not seconds away, but someone definitely left a candle unattended in your office.

With a month and a half left before the announcement of Le Désir's biggest campaign since their 2011 "La Vie en Rose" collection, the lack of a face to adorn the company name was becoming more and more apparent.

Liz's lookbook felt like a Pinterest board that would only exist as soulless inspiration for a vision that would never come to fruition, Yujin's proposal had been collecting dust on your desk for weeks, Yeonjun hadn't even bothered finishing a contract, and paying every other employee became another sore reminder of all the work they weren't able to do yet, simply sitting around, answering emails and gossiping all day about the stale cucumber water in the foyer.

After letting off some steam by threatening to deprive your best employees (and friends) of food, the stroll Sunoo had loosely suggested seemed like a fair idea.

It didn't help—mostly because you had not been clearing your head and instead walked the streets with your eyes peeled for someone to manipulate into becoming a model—and barely 20 minutes later, you were ready to go back to the office.

As you were heading back, a small path you'd neglected to notice earlier peaked out from the line of trees along the sidewalk. In a last ditch effort, you'd ventured down the lily-lined clearing.

It wasn't long before a sparkle slipped through the branches, the spectrum of light bouncing through the air and seeping into the space between matter as you continued on your way. The shimmers grew more harsh against your vision the further you walked until the path fully emerged into a clearing onlooking a punchbowl of shine and crystalline speckles: a lake.

As beautiful as the sun's playdate with the Earth was, the spectacle only reminded you of the diamonds around your wrist, the Le Désir name engraved along the underside branding your skin until your blood pooled at the scene and spelled out Shin Yuna's name.

You were not a violent person, maybe that's why you decided to pick up the first rock you saw and chuck it into the lake instead of at someone.

You were not a violent person, maybe that's why you screamed your hate for Shin Yuna's company into the limitless forest instead of at the poor intern who sent the email confirming their cancellation of the collab.

You were not a violent person, maybe that's why you threw your blazer into the grass and walked into the water hoping it would swallow you whole instead of selling your pride to find a celebrity to work with.

You were not a violent person, maybe that's why the second you recognized the face of the man who saved your life, you jumped on his back instead of strangling him—though, your arms wrapped around his neck probably felt all the same.

"What the hell!" He choked out, his hands prying at your forearms. He whipped himself from side to side in an effort to shake you off, but you simply hooked your ankles together in front of his stomach. "What are you doing—" A grunt. "—I literally just saved your life!"

"Exactly!" You shouted, "Why would you do that?! Now I have to live in this stupid world without my stupid brand deal!"

"What the fuck are you even talking about?!"

Through borderline screaming and exasperated groans, the man finally got you off as he fell backwards onto the sofa, holding you in place beneath his weight.

It didn't take much to push him off, watching him fall to the floor between the couch and the coffee table. You grabbed one of his frilly throw pillows and whacked his shoulder, barely missing his head before deciding you might as well hit him there too.

With a squeal, he covered his head with his arms, barely managing to scramble onto his feet and run into the kitchen.

"Get back here!" You exclaimed, the dampness of your clothes not hindering your agility in the slightest. You ran after him, blocking the one entrance to the kitchen as he trapped himself against the sink.

His hands flew out in front of him as if to stop you from getting closer. His chest rose and deflated rapidly like he'd just ran a 5K and the genuine fear in his eyes was illuminated under the flickering pot lights.

"Please," He heaved out, "I have a wife and kids."

"You have three empty cups of ramen and a framed photo of The Weeknd in your room," You deadpanned, "The only wife and kids you have are the ones on your Octodad play through."

"Oh my gosh, did I leave my computer on?" He asked, his hands falling to his sides again.

"Yeah," You replied, dropping the pillow against your thigh as well, "And how are you only at the aquarium? It said you were like twelve hours in."

"I suck at mouse controls—" His annoyed explanation halted itself as his eyes fell on you again. "Wait, shut up, you just jumped me in my own apartment—"

"Do you want me to continue?"

"No!" He shouted, "I-I mean, no. But, I think I deserve an explanation or something?"

You shrugged. "I had a rough day, found that lake, went into said lake, and then your nosey ass thought it was a good idea to pull me out and make me live another dreadful day full of corporate captivity."

"You're talking as if I have any idea who you are—"

You didn't hear a single word that escaped his mouth as your arm swung the pillow at him again.

Maybe those self-defence classes did actually teach you something, because a second later, the man was on the ground.

"Stop moving."

The man winced again as you swiped another drop of hydrogen peroxide along his cheekbone. Every time he flinched, your finger would land the chemical on his nose instead, and the delicate swoop of its bridge was glistening at this point.

Your lips pursed together as you focused on picking away the dried blood and fully coating the shallow gash on his face. You hadn't intended to send him flying to the tiled floor, and you certainly hadn't meant to make him nick his cheek on a part of the glass tile that had chipped off.

The mindless rage you'd felt towards the mystery man quickly dissolved between the feathers of the throw pillow you'd misused for actual throwing. As he rolled onto his back, his hand clutching the side of his face as it contorted out of your full view, your stomach filled with limestone bricks and your airways cleared until your breathing sounded like an echo.

The pillow fell to the floor at the entrance as you fell to your knees by his side.

"Oh my God, are you okay?"

"I mean, probably," He groaned, "But I'm gonna say 'no' to make you feel worse."

And it worked, because here you were ten minutes later, patching up the cut you gave him.

Your clothes were barely dry, and you tried to avoid getting your half-drenched sleeves on his face as you cleaned him up.

You flattened a butterfly bandage over the wound, your fingers crowding on his cheek to make sure the adhesive didn't latch onto itself or crinkle on his skin. As you pulled away the paper, you let your eyes rest from the staring contest they'd started with his freckled face. They decided to settle on the man's eyes, wide as they looked up at you with an innocence akin to a baby deer. A smile etched its way onto your lips.

You looked away to throw out the wrapper and took a seat on the closed toilet, right next to where he sat on the edge of the bathtub.

You had finished atoning for your attack, yet neither of you made an effort to signal that. Instead, you sat in silence, waiting for your involuntary host to welcome the next idea.

But he never did.

"So," You began, trying to ease some of the indecision, "Why did you go after me? In the water?"

The man shrugged. "Isn't that just like...what anyone would do? You see someone in danger, so you help."

You nodded, opening your mouth to speak but being cut off before you even knew what you were going to say. The man crossed his arms over his stomach and raised his eyebrows, glaring at the floor as he said, "They're usually more appreciative of it, though."

Your lips snapped shut again before you scoffed. "I wasn't in danger."

"You were drowning."

"I was taking a dip," You defended, "For an extended period of time."

"Whatever," He groaned.

As the man softly poked at the bandage on his cheek, his attention on the bathmat on the floor, your phone vibrated in your pocket; The man must have picked it up for you because it was laying next to you when you'd woken up.

RYUJIN: your location is off, where r u?

everyone is worried, especially liz

ok that was a lie its jay

but i thought you might come back sooner if it was liz

"Is someone looking for you?"

Your head shot up at the man's crackly voice, his focus on you for the first time since you'd sat down. You cleared your throat. "Yeah."

As much as you wanted to run away from all of your responsibilities and trash your company, people were counting on you. You'd forgotten about that.

"Maybe," You mumbled, "I do appreciate you pulling me out."

For the first time since you'd met him, the man smiled—genuinely smiled. His lips thinned out against his teeth as his smile lines defined themselves in his skin as a way of saying 'you're welcome'.

Happiness looked good on him. You felt bad for almost robbing yourself of the opportunity to see it.

Your eyebrows quirked up as you watched his grin fall back into his normal visage. "What's your name, anyways?"

The man hesitated for a moment, but eventually breathed out an answer, "Heeseung."

"Heeseung," You repeated, testing the name out on your tongue. It slipped between your teeth and fell back on your ears with ease. "I like it."

"Thanks?" He said, "What about you?"

"Y/N," You quickly replied.

"Well, nice to meet you, Y/N." Heeseung smiled. "Now, could we please get out of my bathroom?"

With a quick quip of agreement, the two of you stood up to head back out. Heeseung lead the way, and you couldn't help but admire the way his shoulders straightened out as he passed through the door.

You hadn't noticed it from the way he practically folded in on himself and made himself smaller earlier, but he was quite tall as well, his head barely scrapping by the door frames—though, he did have unusually low ceilings.

And as Heeseung lead you back to the living room, the gears in your brain started moving again, clinking into place and pulling strings around until a sentence formed in your throat.

Ingenuous yet ardent eyes, broad shoulders, impressive height, defined facial features—holy shit.

You'd spent two weeks mulling over your dilemma. All of your employees had bent backwards to solve your issue, you hadn't gotten more than two hours of sleep in 14 days, and every corner of your mind had been plagued with the absence of the most important aspect of the project.

And all you had to do this entire time was try to drown.

Perhaps God felt bad for you, or maybe this was always how things were supposed to work out, but either way, it was as if the weight of the world had been lifted off of your shoulders.

He was right here the whole time, right here with his twin sized bed that his feet definitely dangled off of, with his figurines of characters intended for children, and without any sense of how to carry himself.

"Heeseung?"

He hummed, looking up at you standing in the open space between the hall and the living room as he sat down on the sofa.

"Have you ever modelled before?"

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SYNOPSIS. The fashion industry is difficult, so when the CEO of Korea's finest, luxury fashion brand, Le Désir, loses the most important ambassador of her career, her life is pretty much over. That is, until she finds a face that makes her previous fumble look like a simple marketing scheme.

taglist! @heeheesang @choppedballoondetective @kang-ulzzang @jakeyverse @randomanothercreature @ohsehunskz

[ssisch]

#51 - 2024

~ lookbook – 30/09/2024 ~ Lelutka (jaden nova) / HEAD / lel evox / BILLIE 4.0DeeTaleZ (Steffi Villota)Skin *Emmy* for LELEVOX / BROWS: blond/ Europ NEW! @ the mainstoreDeeTaleZ MU *Mature* for LELU EVOX/ 100%/ LIGHT NEW! @ Uber SeptemberDeeTaleZ MU *Veins * for LELU EVOX/ Medium SkinDeeTaleZ Lips (tint) *Emmy* for EvoX/MIDTONES (tinted)DeeTaleZ MU *Eyeshadow* for LELUTKA EVOXDeeTaleZ…

[milkteatrait]

𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔱 !

idk why im so nervous about posting this but hi everyone!!!

my name is ina and i'm in my early 20s and this is my second time joining the simblr community!! i used to be around a few years ago known as @nach0sims and i had so much fun but... i had to focus on uni unfortunately!!!!!!!! and i don't know a single thing about self discipline so I finished uni and now i'm back LMFAOO

now that i'm back, i have so much to learn and enjoy-- and I'm really trying to focus on that gameplay experience1!!!! and also cas..... again, i know no such thing as mediation.

i have such an appreciation for deliberate, corny, low quality and goofy lil posts idk why but i just eat it up. and i'm really leaning into it here, so if u like funny lil things.............

what you can expect from me: - deliberately corny, low quality, goofy lil posts - goofy, low quality storytelling ! - goofy, low quality (on purpose) edits - goofy, low quality cc - goofy, low quality lookbooks - sims ? y'all care about sims?

just a lil bit about me: - um

i would really really really appreciate any sort of interaction so I can find new simblrs to follow!!!!! pls like reblog follow so i can also check u guys out and like reblog follow back~ are u picking up what im putting down or

pls don't let this flop or else we're going to pretend this never happened pls :) im so nervous about posting this

are u curious about dulce ?

i LITERALLY have a whole notion doc dedicated to every "big" thing that has happened in this girl's life... its crazy. u would eat it up if u like telenovelas and indian serials/ dramas !!! my mom's watching dubbed over turkish tv shows too now, those are crazy too. i don't want to bore everyone with random screenshots so I'm thinking of just posting parts ??? idk we're gonna figure this out together