#also sorry if this looks bad i drew it with a mouse again so idk how good it turned ou

[transmascnepetaleijon]

SK72 chuckles to himself after seeing his friends exitment.

but wait...

who even is SWAGKID72??

=> SWAGKID72: introduce yourself

your name is COOL RANCHE and GODDAMN are you STYLISH

a young man stands in his bedroom 😈😈😈 it just so happens that today, the 20th of april, 2009 is this young mans birthday 😈😈😈 though it was 69 years ago that this young man was given life 😈 only today will he be named😈😈😈😈

enter name

this mans name?

dori toschip

[judesstfrancis]

wait okay actually oh my god I am not sorry about the oc posting bc I'm simply obsessed with the dynamic between a kid and their dad's eventual boyfriend like. oh my god.

like imagine sammy is coming over one night for idk reasons I don't have to come up with that yet so we'll just imagine anyway he's coming over one night and frank is like coloring in the kitchen and vince leaves them alone for a minute for once again reasons and sammy is like oh geez I am so going to screw this up and it's like sammy omfg it's 5 whole minutes relax. but anyway he walks up to her and he's like "so what's up uh. picasso?" and she looks up and him and scrunches up her nose and he's like "yeah fair. bad nickname I'll think of something else" and she's like "I'm coloring" and he nods very seriously and is like "I see. what is it" and she looks at him and laughs like it should be obvious and she goes "it's a mouse" and he's like "oh of course. naturally" meanwhile sammy is in the doorway watching his not yet boyfriend talk to his four year old daughter like they are partners at a law firm.

and frank watches sammy fumble for something else to say and he doesn't know what to say bc it doesn't really look like a mouse, she's four, but he's also not gonna tell a four year old that she's bad at drawing bc he knows enough about kids to know that that would be mean and also it isn't even actually a bad drawing it just. doesn't look like a mouse. anyway frank gives him a colored pencil and a piece of paper and looks at him very seriously and goes "we're drawing a mouse family that lives in a teapot in the woods" and sammy nods very seriously like this makes sense to him and says "yes of course. naturally" and he draws some mice in a teapot. and it looks very bad. and he's like kind of afraid of this four year old judging his art for some reason? bc okay he'll be honest her mouse didn't look like a mouse but the frog neighbor she drew that lived in the shoe in the woods next to the mouse family? dude

frank takes her job as an art critic very seriously, especially bc it's her dad's friend sammy and she loves her dad's friend sammy bc he's very silly and she thinks if she plays it up a lot he'll be very silly indeed. and he is. of course. bc he's sammy and he's talking to a four year old but as far as he's concerned this might as well be judgement day. frank declares his little mouse family in their little teapot house in the woods "very good. naturally" and sammy is like oh my god this kid just eviscerated me.

they trade pictures at the end of the day, of course. bc that's what u do when u spend the day coloring with children, u trade the pictures u drew. sammy facetimes vince one day, out of the blue. vince answers and sammy's like "hey, darling, put your kid on the phone" and vince goes to get frank and sammy can hear him say "hey kiddo sammy's asking for u" and he can also hear frank's subsequent shriek of delight and he feels a little warm even tho he still genuinely has no idea why she likes him so much. once frank's on the phone he's like "hey mouse check this out" and he turns the camera and there her picture is, with the teapot mice and the shoe frog, stuck to the front of his fridge with two little magnets on opposite corners, one mouse and one frog.

and frank goes nuts right bc like to her this is the highest honor. she's four years old, her dad's friend sammy's fridge may as well be the moma. but there vince is in the background, trying very hard to hide his smile bc it is way too fond, always too fond around sammy aguilar and he has no idea when that started to happen but that's a problem for later bc what he does know is this: sammy aguilar is not a man who is easily impressed. by anything. but he has a scribbled picture of rainbow mice and purple frogs hanging front and center on his fridge

[windscattered]

Previously

Orlando tensed, ready for sudden movements. Slowly, he looked to Daniel, to measure his reaction to figure out the next move.

Daniel looked horrified. His face had fallen pale and his posture was like a cornered animal’s. Just when Orlando thought he’d faint, his eyes slowly looked down and glazed over, his shoulders drooping in utter defeat.

Orlando decided to try and salvage this. “I am not sure what you’re thinking, but I’m here to just pick up some stuff…” Orlando hesitated. Should he use Daniel’s real name? “... he donated to charity,” Orlando said, putting on his just-a-regular-citizen voice. “Yesterday he donated a coffee maker and a microwave, today it’s some clothes he doesn’t wear anymore.”

The woman’s eyes snapped to Orlando and he immediately understood why Daniel looked so terrified. Her gaze felt like a hawk zeroing in on a mouse. “And who are you?”

Good thing Orlando had learned to mask his emotions from a young age. “My name is Basil. I work for Christine’s Shelter for the Homeless.”

The woman raised her eyebrows. “Mm. And you were here yesterday as well?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The woman smiled, sickeningly sweet and hiding a dangerous edge. “Interesting. And why did you feel the need to shut my security cameras off while you were here?”

Orlando put a confused look on his face. “The cameras? I… I’m afraid I have no idea what that’s about.”

She narrowed her eyes and stared at Orlando for a long time. “Leave,” she said coldly. “Or I’ll call the police on you.”

“Okay, sheesh,” Orlando said, pretending to be surprised and only slightly peeved. “No need to get so testy.” He left the house and let the brief disguise drop.

This was bad. If the woman was anything like Orlando knew abusive people to be, she would tighten her grip on Daniel now that she’s witnessed an escape attempt. Orlando did manage to play it off as something else, but he was fairly sure she hadn’t bought it. Only an idiot would have looked at the scene right at the front door and thought it was nothing but illicit. Orlando’s stomach twisted as he thought how the woman would treat Daniel from now on… He felt awful for having to leave Daniel there for one more day, but it was either that or risk getting arrested.

Orlando racked his brain for a new plan. Now he not only had to sneak Daniel out of the house, he had to make sure the woman wouldn’t track them down and find him again. Of course, it was surprisingly easy to disappear into the lower levels and be almost completely untracked. Orlando had an advantage in this, since he’s been trained since childhood to track other people while avoiding to be tracked himself.

The hardest part, however, would be getting Daniel and Fang out of the house… The only way Orlando saw how to do that was to wait until the woman was at work and then try again, while hoping it’d work this time.

Orlando sighed and rubbed his forehead. 

As soon as Orlando got home, he texted Daniel, asking if he was okay and reassuring him he was willing to try again if he needed to. He didn’t get an answer in a few days.

On the third day, he finally got a response.

Daniel: Hey sorry for that

Orlando scrambled to reply as fast as he could.

Me: Don’t worry about it! Are you okay?

Daniel: This isnt delano tho sorry

Daniel: This is the guy with the mohawk do you remember me

Me: Oh, yes, I do

Daniel: My names adriano btw

Daniel: Anyway delanos… hes not fine

Daniel: Delanos like… idk how to describe it its like he gave up on escaping its like hes just going to accept that this is his life now

Daniel: Its scary as fuck dude

Daniel: Mom took his phone away like hes a teenager thats so fucking messed up

Daniel: I stole his phone back but he insisted i have it just in case

Daniel: Im fucking terrified moms literally holding him as a prisoner here

Daniel: I never knew mom could do something like this

Daniel: We cant stay here

Daniel: You gotta help us

The texts popped up one after another in rapid succession. Orlando waited until he was done.

Me: Okay. Let me make some things clear. Does Delano still want out?

Daniel: Idk man he’s so defeated

Daniel: Im going to drag him out tho

Daniel: My moms a psycho this place is killing him

Me: Alright. I’ll drag him out too, if you want me to

Daniel: Why is that even a question of course i want you to get us the fuck out of here

Daniel: Theres no way i can trust mom again now that ive seen what shes really like

Me: Of course. And you want to come along too?

Daniel: Yeah

Orlando frowned. Hiding two people and a dog might be tricky. But he would at least try.

Me: I’ll do what I can

Daniel: Delano said you need to talk to lillith

Orlando frowned. Lillith? The founder of the Sex Workers’ Union? The Queen of the Low Levels? Wait, why was Orlando surprised that Daniel knew her? Daniel was a sex worker, of course he would belong in the Union.

Contacting Lillith would be a good call, though. She was notoriously protective of sex workers. If they were lucky, she could help with this situation… 

Me: I’ll do that. Thank you

Me: I’ll contact you when I have a plan

Me: Try to hold on until then

Daniel: Thank you

Daniel: Well do our best

Orlando had worked for Lillith a few times before, but he didn’t know her personally. He had to wonder if she would respond well to him asking a favour, as he wasn’t a part of the union. Figuring he had to at least try, he sent Lillith a text.

Me: Hello, Miss Lillith. I am contacting you today on behalf of one of your workers. He is currently held against his will by an abusive person and he needs help getting out. He and I both would appreciate your help.

Lillith took a short time to reply.

Miss Lilly: What’s the worker’s name? Do you have an address?

Me: I believe his name is Delano

Orlando also sent the address to her.

Miss Lilly: Jesus fucking christ

Miss Lilly: He just had to go piss of that bitch out of all people

Me: What do you mean?

Miss Lilly: It’s going to be bitch and a half busting him out, is what I mean

Miss Lilly: I’ve heard rumours that this woman has no chill

Orlando thought back when she had looked at him when he had been at her house. He could believe that.

Me: I am not surprised

Miss Lilly: Yeah. I need more info on the sitch. Can I text Delano? Does he have his phone?

Me: His phone is secured, but he doesn’t have access to it. You can text the number and get an answer, though

Miss Lilly: Wdym? Who has his phone?

Me: We can trust him. He’s also stuck in the house with Delano. We need to get him out as well

Miss Lilly: So there’s two people we need to get out?

Me: Two people and a dog

Miss Lilly: Hmm. It’s going to be tricky, but possible

Miss Lilly: How much stuff are they going to have?

Me: I got most of Delano’s stuff out, so only a little of his, but most of Adriano’s. I believe he has a guitar that he’s going to want to take along.

Me: Delano also has a broken arm at the moment

Miss Lilly: God damn

Miss Lilly: Okay. No panic. I have a plan

***

And so, a few days later, Orlando was headed back to the house, with four sex workers (Ana, Sara, Jessie and Rosa, as Orlando learned) sent by Lillith. “To help carry stuff,” one of them had explained. Orlando hadn’t complained.

“How do we know she won’t appear to interrupt us again?” Orlando asked, while the group were in an elevator, on their way to the upper levels.

“Lils got it,” Jessie said.

“If Lils says she got it, she got it,” Sara agreed.

“We trust Lils,” Rosa said with a nod.

Orlando nodded slowly. He supposed he should trust her too, then.

The group arrived at the house and put on masks that would scramble their faces on any cameras that caught them.

“Let’s go, girls,” Ana said with a grin. “And boy, I guess.”

The group marched to the door and rang the doorbell before Orlando could protest.

“Relax, we’re wearing masks,” Jessie said, waving her hand.

“Yes, but I’d still like to avoid getting caught on security cameras,” Orlando muttered as Rosa hammered the doorbell.

The door opened and Adriano was behind it, looking irritated. “For fuck’s sake, I heard you the fir…” he trailed off as Rosa and Ana screamed.

“Oh my gawd, you’re cuuute!”

Adriano flushed up to his ears, immediately matching his hair. He looked like he was panicking as his eyes landed on Orlando. “Be… BG?”

“It’s me,” Orlando said with a sheepish smile that Adriano didn’t even see. “I got some extra help with me this time.”

“Alright…”  Adriano let the group in.

“Jesus christ, this place is fancy as shit,” Sara said as they stepped in.

“God daaaamn,” Ana breathed. “I wouldn’t mind switching places with Delano.”

“Why did you bring sex workers here?” Adriano whispered to Orlando.

“They’re here to help,” Orlando whispered back. “Be respectful.”

Daniel appeared and the girls screamed. “DELANOOOO!”

Daniel looked like a deer in the headlights as the girls rushed him, all talking over each other.

“Where have you been?”

“I missed youuu!”

“When did you get a sugar daddy?” 

“Can I have him once you’re done with him?”

Adriano stared at this unfolding with utter disbelief.

Orlando clapped his hands to gain everyone’s attention. “I’m sorry to cut this short, but we’re on a schedule here.”

“Agreed,” Jessie said. “Let’s get a move on. We can talk while walking. Where’s your stuff?”

So the group dispersed to gather the luggage they needed, spiced with chaotic chattering from the girls.

“Can we steal something?”

“We should steal something!”

“I really don’t care if you do,” Adriano said.

“Oh shit, really?!” Rosa said, eyes wide. “I was just joking!”

“Go fucking nuts,” Adriano said, “cause as much grief to her as you can.”

The girls exchanged looks. “Let’s steal her shampoo!” They ran off. Adriano followed, for some reason.

“Jesus christ,” Delano sighed.

“Everything okay?” Orlando asked.

“Yeah,” Delano said. “Just overwhelmed. I haven’t even thought about sex work for the whole time I’ve been here. It all feels so distant now.”

Orlando nodded slowly. “Are you going to continue doing it once you’re free?”

Delano was quiet for a moment. Just as he drew a breath to answer, the girls and Adriano returned.

“Thanks for letting us rob your mom, sweetie,” Sara said, pinching Adriano’s cheek. “We don’t have to buy skincare for a few weeks now.”

Adriano was blushing again. “No problem.”

As the groups got ready to leave again, Orlando noticed that Delano freezed. “What’s wrong?”

Delano shifted his weight. “I… I just have a bad feeling, is all.”

Orlando nodded again. Last time they had gotten this far, their plan had failed at this same step.

“Don’t worry,” Jessie grinned, giving him a thumbs-up. “Lils said she’s making sure we’ll get to the lower levels safely.”

“Yeah, trust Lils,” Ana said.

Delano looked down at Fang on her leash, who was looking up at him, tail wagging. Finally, Delano nodded and looked back up at the group. “Let’s go.”

[hallucinosims]

You know how people are like “Here’s my editing progress through the years” and stuff me included i wanna see ya’ll worst editing decisions through the years when you thought they were bumpin. Here’s mine. Can i tag people in this? I want this to be a tag anyway i tag @liliithvatore​ @softpine​ @sadb0ysims​ and @cheesehair​ Update because I also want to tag @literalite​ I don’t know if i know you like that to tag you in anything but here i am doing it anyway

Reagan in the hallway, June 2018

Who did i think i was? Light from the window and hair strands done with a mouse horrendous never again I’m sorry ya’ll had to see this in retrospect (5/10) Not the worse but not the best

Jack’s funeral, also June of 2018 cause i was speedrunning when i first started. Maybe july idk

Not nearly as bad but that’s now how depth of field works and it was just super brown for some reason. Also before i decided on Marion’s hair length (2/10) not bad at all i’ll let her live

Kassidy dancing I’m pretty sure this is August 2018

After I started doing the cinematic bars so it’s pretty good. Now this isn’t bad at all HOWEVER THIS STYLE OF EDITING DOESN’T WORK IN ANYTHING OTHER THAN NATURAL LIGHT HOLY SHIT THE REST OF THIS SET WAS ORANGE (1/10)

The gang on the balcony i defenitly want to say it’s summer 2018 maybe late august because i remember editing this at the atrium at Lincoln center

By this point i knew better which is why it makes me so angry. I had just learned about adding that sweet sweet crunch that all the simblrs use it’s a photoshop extension i don’t remember the name i still have it but i don’t use it anymore (3/10) holy shit they are so crunchy and the lighting is weirdly flat but i liked the look for maybe a week

The night Maren ran away I think this is October 2018

I had just changed my editing style again and like many others i’ve done, looks good in the light but a bit shit in the dark. Not bad, but i do wish i knew how to edit better because none of the originals of this era exist anymore which means i have to retcon this weird gray pink editing everything there’s a flashback also no good cc yet (6/10)

This christmas post I know for a fact this was October of 2018 because that’s when i started getting traction because of the Dorian/Reid not really sex but technically sex scene that also happened to get nuked in the tumblr’s nipplegate that December

Yes bitch give us NOTHING. I was like “Oh sims lighting mods look good enough let me hit that up with some Gaussian blur and levels and we’re good) the fact that i tried to make a pose for this DOESN’T HELP (6/10)

No such thing as love flashback November 2018

This shit enrages me honestly because I stand by these ones looking nice AND THEN I NEVER BOTHERED TO EDIT THE REST OF MY STORY POSTS LIKE THAT I’M (2/10 not bad just bitter)

Reagan’s vision late december 2018

Fun fact about this i stole those trails from the Billie Eilish music video because the ones i drew turned out a bit shit (3/10)

I kinda got my footing then went AWOL what is this January 2019?

WHY IS IT CRUNCHY? WHY DID I DECIDE TO DRAW THE SNAPCHAT STUFF? I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU (7/10 because it was going so well and i was like this could use some crunch and diy)

I forgot when this was but uh... Lilith and Caleb fight

There was a huge clip where the glass roof would come through so i was clone stamped it out and was like “ooh bitch she seamless” HA no she aint (5/10)

The party def the summer of 2019 because again at the atrium in lincoln center

I hated how this sequence looked especially after following Rowan’s acid trip this shit turned out gray i hate it here (10/10 no i’m not over reacting because the posts surrounding it looked so FUCKING PRETTY)

I don’t remember when this was but uh... right after west side story technically Summer? I think??

Eyes... that’s it that’s really it. I know how to draw them now but... i rebuke these(9/10)

And finally since i haven’t really changed my editing style in the last several months aside from the shadows so really the only things left are flares so uh... 

HOHMYGOD THE BLOODIN THE CALEB FLASHBACK SCENE I EDITED THESE IN AUGUST AND DIDN’T POST THEM UNTIL OCTOBER 2019

THAT BLOOD LOOKS SO BAD HOLY SHIT I’M DOING EVERYTHING IN MY POWER NOT TO GO BACK AND FIX IT BUT UGH (10/10 ugly shit for an important scene)