#day 4: free day

[convertedzukaang]

Quick drawing for Zukaang Week 2024

Day 4: Free Day!!

someone give them their own room please lol

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DAY 4: FREE DAY

Day 4 of HayffieWeek24

[the-lightning-strikes-again]

Lotura Week 2023 Day 4: Free Day

(1718) The Pirate Princess and the Water Demigod

A VLD AU drabble

It was said that in the late 17th century, humans bound a chaotic ocean goddess to a mortal form through dark magic. In the legends, kings and paupers, pirates and governors, had joined forces to defeat her, having discovered her secret name to use against her.

Lotor shut the book, his calloused hand sweeping across the soft leather front. “The legends are not quite correct,” he murmured, glancing up at his audience. He stood in the grand navy and silver coat of his father’s fleet, his white hair pulled back in a low ponytail. “The goddess tricked humanity with a false name and even later walked among them, delighting in the trinkets of the human world.”

His audience was a lone woman who sat within the captain’s chair of the great ship. She wore an ornate tailcoat jacket of blue and purple, her legs crossed to reveal sleek, thigh-high boots. She tapped a feather quill in her hand as she tilted her head, her curls cascading down her shoulder.

Her hair was white as well—a sign of being touched by the gods.

“But it was not she who saved me all those months ago,” she said, voice wavering. “I felt the ocean carry me to warmer waters, to this abandoned ship with which I could collect a remnant of my people.”

Survivors of the land-based invasions had scattered far and wide after their great king, Alfor, had fallen in the same targeted shipwreck that had left Princess Allura an orphan.

She stood up and continued, setting down her quill. “No, I’m certain it was not this old goddess. And in fact, the more I gaze upon your face, good sir, the more deeply unsettled I am.” She swallowed, a vulnerability breaking the determination that had hardened her face. “You came here to negotiate terms for the country that grew rich from plundering my father’s ships and lands, and which now complains when I take back what they stole. But I feel as though we’ve met before.”

Lotor held her gaze. “I promise you that we have, Captain Allura.” He cleared his throat, looking slightly wry. “But I had last called you princess, for that was your title as you drowned in your heavy skirts. You had worn pink—the color of mourning to your people—for you were on your way to marry a man you did not love, all in the name of expanding your father’s coffers for war.”

The silence between them thickened.

Captain Allura’s eyes brightened with fearful tears. She reached for the sword at her side on instinct. “You are not human to know such details.”

“Not entirely,” he said, tilting his head. He raised his chin, allowing his human visage to slip, holding out his palms. In doing so, his white hair lifted from his shoulders, as if swirling within water, and his blue eyes glowed with the burning light of godhood, as if his form struggled to contain him. His voice carried multiple tones—calming and rushing like the cresting of waves. “The great goddess of calamity is my mother, and it was I who reordered the ocean on that fateful day you were lost at seat.”

Her fingers trembled against the hilt of her sword. “You are a god yourself, then.”

“Demigod,” he said, voice dry, his lips tilting up with a crooked smile. “My father, the Pirate King who established the lands accosting your own, did manage to ensnare the goddess in his own way. And so part of her is yet truly tied to human form, through me.”

The princess’s breath hitched as she blinked rapidly. In that moment, she raised her sword, daring to level it at his throat.

Lotor did not move, neither afraid nor angered as his hair resettled. “Mortal weapons do not work on me,” he warned.

Her face screwed up as the sword’s sharp blade wavered. “You wear their colors. You say you are the son of the man who destroyed my life, and the son of the goddess whose storms battered our coasts and ruined our crops.” Her voice hitched up. “I’ve spent nearly a year attempting to regather the worth of simply my own dowry lost on that wreck.”

He leaned forward, pressing his cheek against the flat of the blade, eyes narrowed in worry. “You’ve spent the last year wreaking havoc, Captain Allura. You’ve grown cold in ways I did not expect—decimating naval fleets and pillaging villages. My mother thinks it all a delightful game, as is her way. In some regard, she even likes you as the fallen princess, but I come to you as an invested ally seeking peace.”

Allura pulled the sword away. “You have come to undo your work, no doubt. To kill me and be done with the ghost you allowed to live.”

“No,” he said, voice softening. “I should like you to live, Princess Allura. Or Captain Allura, or whatever you wish to be called nowadays.” He straightened his spine and raised his chin as he dug into his coat pocket. His long fingers pulled out a golden chain, with a large blue gem. “You had worn this necklace on the day your ship was attacked. It had snapped from your neck in your thrashing as you nearly drowned, and I watched it slip to the bottom of the ocean in interest of saving your life.”

Allura’s full lips dropped open as she stared at the necklace, which had been a gift from her mother and father. “How did you find it?”

Lotor offered the necklace to her. “I can retrieve for you all the riches you lost to the ocean, in exchange for peace against the coastal villages.” His expression carried a terrible humanity to it—a vulnerable edge of hope. “They’re simply fishermen and merchants and the children of pirates who had nearly starved on the seas, Princess Allura. Do not exact your grief upon them, for they are not the ones who killed your father or invaded your lands.”

She grabbed for the necklace, her form seeming to grow small as she brushed her fingers against the gemstone. Tears slipped from her eyes in awe at having the jewelry returned to her, pristine as if it had never been gone. “And you would so freely offer to help me, when I know your father’s edicts call for my death?”

Lotor leaned in as he walked around her, his voice a soft and steady murmur. “I can keep you safe from him and my mother, for as long as I search for your jewelry and inheritance across the ocean floor. But after that, princess, I may require compensation for my efforts.”

Her eyes flickered up and then narrowed in fear. “What sort of compensation? Take care, sir, I’m a Captain, not a strumpet.”

He managed a smile. “Oh, I very much know what you are, and that is why I like you. But there are certain…relics in in this world that decrease my power. Humanity still seeks to have full dominion over the ocean, and their wielding of magic grows more sophisticated. I need someone who can play both the demure princess and the wicked pirate captain, to obtain and destroy these relics.”

Allura’s ship, the Oriande, rocked under weaves, as if to jolt her into a decision.

Her lips trembled. “My father said never to make deals with gods.”

Lotor slicked his hair back and gave her a handsome smile—one that caused her heart to skip a beat. “Well, princess, I am only half, if you recall.” His glow dampened, and he stood before her as a man, save for his white hair that people assumed meant he’d only encountered the gods. “What say you? Your dowry for safety. And if you still desire to pillage and plunder with that dark heart of gold, then an ongoing partnership to protect each other from our respective dangers.”

Allura eyed him hesitantly. “And you would trust me to handle relics that disrupt your power as a demigod?”

“You have a heart blinded by pain,” he said, eyes narrowed with knowledge, “but you are still an honorable princess, and you dislike debts. A part of you has longed to know who saved you from drowning, so that you could repay them.”

She swallowed hard. “And…and given that you are born of a chaos goddess and the Pirate King, how do I know you are trustworthy? Or that I am not a pawn in some much larger scheme?”

Lotor brushed dust from his velvet sleeves. “I do have my visions for a more peaceful future. As a demigod born of the ocean goddess, it is our shared sacred duty to ferry souls lost at sea to the afterlife.” His expression broke. “And I tire of the death and the wrecks and all the pointless war. As I watched you struggle to swim in those heavy skirts of yours, I realized you were like me. Trapped.”

In the silence, he stepped closer to her. She did not flinch or move away.

“I will tell you my true name, in the language of the gods,” he murmured, “and with it, you may call upon me or even control me. I am willing to offer this to you as a sign of good faith, that one day you and I will explore the world of the living, free from all this madness.” His voice broke on the last word.

The fallen princess turned the gem of the necklace in her hands, her eyes watering with tears. “Did you ferry my father’s soul to the afterlife, then?”

“Yes, princess. He knows no pain and resides in bliss now, knowing that you are safe and alive.”

Her voice wavered. “And what is your true name? You introduced yourself as Prince Sincline.”

He glanced each way before leaning in. His lips nearly touched the sensitive edge of her ears as he whispered, “You may call me Lotor. Do use it when you need me.”

And between them, a raw power shifted, and she gasped, feeling hot and cold and unsteady and entirely in control all at once.

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[lottieshaunaweek2024]

Lottieshauna Week 2024's Free Day is here!!! Today is a day for any and all Lottieshauna :)

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Lotura Week 2023 - Day 4 (Wednesday, August 16) - Free Day

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[1016week]

1016 Week 2023: Day 4 - Free Day

Hello fellow Piarlies 😍❤️💙 Can you believe we are already onto the fourth day of 1016 Week?! That means we're already more than half-way through! We can't believe it... but we can tell you that the themed prompt for Day 4 is "Free Day." Complete creative freedom - exciting! We can't wait to see and share all your creations 🇫🇷🇲🇨✌️

If you're joining us for the first time today, you can find the full scope of the event here! Otherwise, if you just need a quick refresher on the rules & logistics of the challenge, click here.

As always, we are SO excited to see what you all come up with for today! 😍🫶

[blackbrightweek]

Good morning everyone! Hope you're having a great Blackbright week!

It's the Free Day today-- the perfect time to let your creativity run wild!

We're so excited to see what everyone creates!

[renorasims]

Enoque Coats.

With the latest update came this incredibly cute coat! HOWEVER... It came with as an outfit with a pair of pants underneath so i had to make it into a top and remove that! ᵔᴥᵔ The short version is SO cute!! I loved the original color palette a lot, so i did not add any recolors. Read below for the download link! (Freebsters of course!)

If you don't mind, as i'm getting back into creating make sure to give me a follow on BlueSky / Instagram! I'm relatively new over there ᵔᴥᵔ

BGC | Maxis Match | 16 Swatches | Proper Flags | All LOD’s | Specular, Shadow and Bump-map | Custom Thumbnail(s) | Within EA’s Polycount | Original Mesh credits; EA | Disabled for random.

ENOQUE COATS | (free)

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๋࣭⭑Grungy Laundry - small CC set ๋࣭⭑

 As a lot of you are aware, I am currently working on a save file. I've been working on a few low-income households, and I've come to realize....the only laundry machines available cost more than §500 PER machine!! My poor underprivileged sims could never afford those....

That's where I got the lovely idea of making grungy, pre-owned, not-in-the-best-condition laundry machines which I like to pretend my hardworking sims picked up at a small garage sale. They are reasonably priced at §120 per machine.

1 washer

1 dryer

there are 21 swatches per machine, and they each have 3 different levels of 'grungy,' so that you can mix & match and so they're not all the same!

Of course, this set REQUIRES LAUNDRY DAY.

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[jamiethebeeart]

Lineart by @ovytia-art which was such a blast to color - I love the entire vibe of all of them hanging out together so much @green-with-envy-phandom-event

[whumpypepsigal]

@whumpgifathon | Day 4: “Captivity” || “Chains”

Lord Guildford Dudley in My Lady Jane 1x06

[mmmairon]

Bloodborne Diluc returns

[deerspherestudios]

This ask is actually related to a dream I had about the boy. And I'm not quite sure if you've already answered an ask like this. How would he react to a yandere MC or an MC who's very possessive or obsessive?

Depends on how much; he'd like the extra attention but nothing too pushy or demanding from him. If you're subtle he's definitely okay with it but if it's over the top he'd have reason to recoil if I'm honest (which is ironic considering what he'll be later).

Don't be like this though:

[stefisdoingthings]

silence

also this is from Wolfwood's POV (in case it isn't clear) i have 0 normal thoughts (every song ever is VW)

[14dayswithyou]

Where are we sitting, angels? ✈️

[sernhuh]

I had this vision of Faroe smoking in sleep clothes for a while & finally drew it