#eyeliner packaging

[skinnypaleangryperson]

There's something strange about personal mental illness and how it relates to expression and creativity, because I truly do not express myself or seem to process my own personal suffering or disorders the same way that some goth pop star would or ever have. Despite the fact that we're both suffering I tend to despise the average vague goth artist, or anyone in general who tends to portray suffering as just this black cynical monotoned pop star nihilism. That's just one example. A lot of other people's expression of their suffering just makes me feel aggravated and disoriented and drained which I think is interesting. It just goes to show that mental disorders is extremely specific incomes from all different directions from everyone, and that you can't really ever truly understand where someone is coming from with what they do.

[saturngalore]

so mad that sims eyelashes just don’t look the same after that update and even with the updated lashes…idk if it’s me, the lashes having weird weights especially with certain hairs, or what but it’s really pissing me off 😭

[maraudersidk]

doing eyeliner makes me wanna bang my head against the wall and bawl my eyes out.

Anyway my makeup is eating the suffering was worth it.

[king0fcrows]

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[c0rpsedemon]

akihabara station haul too

[pralinesims]

2D EYELASH Ultimate Collection

Hi! The recent weeks since the Lovestruck EP drop, I've been making new packages of all my 2D lashes / or generally speaking, eyeliners which have some sort of lashline. They appear under the new lashes category, and can be used and layered like actual lashes over any type of makeup! First I wanted a few of my favs for my personal gameplay, but then along the conversion process I thought: "hey, maybe someone else would need this too", and so I went through all the eyeliners I have ever published and made them compatible for this new system.

Things you should know:

Base game compatible, + custom thumbnails.

For fem + masc frames, infant-elder (depending on the style not available for all age groups).

Under the new eyelash category (makeup).

58 different packages with several variations inside.

Works like an eyeliner and eyelash at once, but can also be combined with other eyeliners and makeup.

Compatible with all accessories.

I went into a lot more detail in the actual description of the download link, please make sure to read it if you feel like you need to know more.

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[autobahnmp3]

yes i still believe any skincare except a cleanser moisturizer and spfbis basically a scam unles you have specific needs or stuff that causes discomfort..... but i also want my yesstyle order to arrive already shjslhkdlh

[iiannabxth]

class of 09 girls + their aesthetics bc i’m tired of people not getting them.

(minor tw for sh & ed):

jecka: she’s literally a preppy, trendy 2000s teen. she wears lacoste/abercrombie polo shirts, hollister skinny jeans, american eagle, bebe jackets, and juicy couture. a lot of her clothes come from her mom’s job, as apparently her mom gets them for free.

she is a “pharma-princess” and openly idolizes paris hilton. she smokes cigarettes and casually abuses painkillers. she may be a little trashy, but she dresses like any other fashionable girl from that era.

nicole: for starters, shes lower middle class. her mom buys the cheapest internet and cable packages, as well as having nicole on the assisted lunch plan. with that being said, she’s not buying a ton of miss me jeans, bb belts, or affliction shirts. shes a hot topic/spencers fiend bc she can steal it. her outfits are usually a hoodie, tank top, or t-shirt with ripped skinny jeans- which is to say they aren’t very complicated. i think people get confused and try and dress her in the modern “y2k” fashion, but it doesn’t really work for her.

shes severely depressed and winning the idagf war, which is shown in her makeup and nails. i think her makeup routine is very messy and smudged, but thats lowkey the look.

emily: shes rich, but she doesn’t care or acknowledge it. she can buy whatever she wants, but chooses to go for the grungey/emo look. even though she’s the most “scene” character, she still follows a few trends- ex: the lifeguard hoodie. her hair is definitely damaged by the box bleach she uses and the excessive use of her straightener. i also think she 100% has raccoon eyes (in the avril lavigne-way.)

she parties with her sketchy boyfriends, day drinks, and does almost any drug she can get her hands on. she’s suicidal and highkey crazy, which results in her tattoos and scars. (the excessive SH-culture is completely on brand for the 2000s.)

ari: borderline manic pixie dream girl going through a sexuality crisis. she’s almost emo, but not quite. she wears winged eyeliner and red lipgloss. her wardrobe consists of mostly graphic tee shirts and skinny + bootcut jeans. she dyes her hair because “no one understands her,” but she still has a decent relationship with her parents.

she used to be a girl scout, so she definitely cuts her own hair and thinks it’s rebellious. i think her favorite shoe would be black high top converse.

kelly: is the definition of a trendy, trashy, 2000s girl. kelly is also rich (as stated by jecka.) she’s popular with the boys because she’s pretty, has big boobs, and dtf. she wears a lot of hollister, wet seal, juicy couture, and victoria secret. i think she would wear a full face of makeup to school. her hair is dyed blonde but she keeps the roots grown out just a little.

megan: 2000s THEATRE KID!! she’s ARTSY, not EMO. she’s apparently pretty, but not pretty enough to be constantly hit on. she wears a lot of media/pop culture clothing and jeans. (if she were in the 2010s, she would wear those hot topic disney dresses.) her hair color is her natural hair color and her nail polish is always chipped.

jecka & hunter say she’s a christian girlie, so most of her outfits are more modest and toned down compared to some of the other girls. she probably wears minimal makeup unless she’s doing a show.

karen: she’s dorky and nerdy to the extreme. she looks very mousy and homely. she likes twilight and harry potter + she works at a library (and is strict about the rules.) karen likes and is good at school. she probably only wears mascara and medicated chapstick + her glasses. she has a messy bob that she never styles.

she’s also insecure about her body, as jecka and nicole make her relapse on her ED, so she wears baggier clothing than any of the other characters.

i think she would wear sketchers and jeggings.

anywho, i like this game and im also super into the genuine 2000s fashion, so a part of me dies whenever i see someone say “nicole listens to ayesha erotica!!” or “jecka wears affliction and bb belts!” girl bffr.

[phoenixyfriend]

I have a life tip for you guys, which is probably self-evident if you think about it, and you may already be doing it, and it does admittedly fall into the general life advice that is 'reuse the boxes that things come to you in.' But. I consider it very helpful.

If you like Ferrero Rocher, and you like makeup, or things shaped like makeup, then:

Go to CVS or whatever your equivalent is. Buy a package of Ferrero Rocher as you normally would (if you would in fact normally buy them).

Do not get the big flat package. Do not get a small package. Get one of these:

(16ct is always available, 30ct is a Christmas special)

Eat them, or share them, whatever; you are probably getting more bang for your buck than you would with a small pack anyway, so that's nice. After you remove the wrapping, you can get rid of the remaining gold paint with rubbing alcohol.

These are a good height to store lipsticks. I'd go with the 16ct

The 30ct can fit those long eye-shadow palettes from Rimmel, and most of the quads you can get at a drugstore. They are both a good size for most foundations, concealers, primers, general squeeze tubes, eyeliners, lip-liners, and so on. They are more than wide enough to stack the single-pan highlighters, bronzers, and blushes.

You are going to end up with plastic packaging any time you purchase these chocolates (and I buy a lot of chocolate), but trust me that these boxes are so good to reuse.

Makeup obviously isn't the only thing that you can store (the 16ct would be great for packs of playing cards, if you collect those), but it's definitely been the most convenient thing I can do with these. I don't like throwing things out, and these boxes are such a good size and shape for things that are makeup sized.

(Long version with examples)

[neiptune]

a simple complication

cw: 1.6k wc, female reader, miscommunication my beloved, you have no idea how to confess your feelings to the one miya twin who doesn't remember what happened at suna's party

You’ve never once felt uncomfortable in a Miya household but, as you stand frozen by the doorstep, you realize that just might be about to change.

As you take a deep breath, relentless inner monologue giving its best shot at calming you down, Osamu suddenly swings the door open and you find yourself taking a wobbly step back, surprised. One garbage bag in hand, he looks equally startled.

���Hey”, he smiles after a moment, “what are ya doing?”.

You can barely look him in the eye, which only confuses him more.

“Nothing. I mean, I wanted to see you. Was hoping we could talk?”.

“Uh, sure. Come in, I’ll be right back”.

You quickly do as you’re told, take your shoes off by the door and gingerly shuffle to the couch before your brain decides you may in fact be too much of a coward to initiate the conversation at all.

The apartment seems empty, which indicates that Atsumu is either sleeping or simply not home. You try to remember how many drinks he had the previous evening, at Suna’s halloween party, but the entire night is still such a blur. Except from one specific detail that still makes heat crawl from your throat up to the roots of your hair.

God, how could you be so stupid? It’d be easy to blame it all on the stupid drinks Rintaro kept bringing you, liquid courage, a dumb wink sent your way as he casually suggested it was time you stopped being a pussy. No, it wasn’t entirely his fault, although you should’ve guessed nothing good would come out of a halloween party thrown in the middle of January.

You were in a pretty low effort costume, clown makeup, black dress. You’re all adults now, which made you think no one would actually commit to the bit as much as they did back in high school or during college, but were soon enough proved wrong as soon as you saw Aran and Rintaro respectively in a Daphne and Velma costume. They looked ridiculous and spectacular at the same time.

The twins were the only ones proving your theory, they both arrived to the party in casual clothes and not one bit of makeup on. A shame, the opportunity to see them wear mascara or eyeliner is rare but when they do men and women are affected all the same. You clearly remember once catching Rintaro himself staring at Osamu for a little too long.

“What’s up? Are ya hungry? Brought back some leftovers from the shop, we can have lunch if ‘Tsumu didn’t gobble those down”, his voice makes you jump and your friend stops by the couch, brows suddenly furrowed. “Or not. Are you okay?”.

“Yes!”, you should be relieved, honestly, he’s acting normal. Which means that maybe you didn’t ruin anything. Are you about to? Perhaps coming was a mistake-

“What did you want to talk about?”, Osamu has always been way too good at sensing other people’s emotions, he quickly forgets the lunch proposal and sits next to you instead, close enough for your legs to be pressed against each other. You feel like you may be about to combust.

You’ve known him almost all your life, high school feels like a century ago. The Miyas came as a package deal back then, one couldn’t exist without the other, but as time passed and adulthood shaped their lives in different ways, most people thought each finally got to exist as his own person. Those people were wrong: at least to you, they always held their own individuality. It’s what made them special. It’s what made you fall in love with Samu when he was still a hotheaded teenager, parts of that immature youth still flashing through his grown up demeanor, especially when he’s put in a room with his brother.

“I just wanted to tell you I really value our friendship. You know that, right?”, it feels like you might be about to cry, the way your voice is wavering. He cocks his head.

“Why are ya being so formal?”, Osamu offers a warm chuckle.

“You know that, right?”, you insist.

“I do”, his features soften, “not sure what I’d do without you, honestly”.

You only realize you’re tormenting your fingers when he covers your nervous hands with his own, warm and solid and so much bigger. Once more, it reminds you of the previous night and suddenly you’re worried you might truly cry. The twins don’t do well with tears, every single time they’ve seen you cry throughout the years, they always comically panicked as they awkwardly tried to offer some comfort. It never worked. You wish Kita was here to save the day, just like he always did back then.

“Samu, I’m sorry”, you murmur.

“For what? Now you’re worrying me”, he squeezes your hands in his and you look up from your lap to meet his perturbed gaze.

Like a slap in the face, it hits you. He doesn’t remember. Now, this is a scenario you didn’t prepare yourself to face.

Osamu gently bumps his forehead against yours and you almost throw up on the spot.

“Hey? Care to let me in that pretty little head of yours?”.

“You don’t remember?”, you don’t mean for it to come out in such an accusing pitch but it’s inevitable.

“Don’t remember what?”.

Incredulous, you stare back at him. The front door opens once more and this time you both jump. You’re too shocked to pay attention to Atsumu entering the living room, back from a run and dripping with sweat. Samu’s hands on yours can only remind you of how it felt having them briefly take your face in them as he clumsily tried to kiss you back, or maybe push you away, who can tell? You were too drunk and clearly he was too. You basically jumped his bones in Suna’s hallway, thank god no one walked by to witness the way you ran away right after. You wish you were drunk enough to forget that too.

“Hi”, Atsumu says and you’re too absorbed by the vortex of your mortifying thoughts to notice how he awkwardly clears his throat.

“Hey, ‘Tsumu”, you say back distractedly, gaze kept on Samu’s coffee table.

“Go take a shower, you’re dripping on my counter”, Osamu barks as his brother casually opens the fridge to take out a protein shake.

“What’s for lunch?”, Atsumu ignores the order and flashes him a grin instead.

“My elbow in yer ribs if ya don’t go take a shower right now”.

“Jeez, fine. I’ll leave you both to it��.

Osamu furrows his brows as he watches Atsumu disappear upstairs with his shake and an amused grin he’s unable to interpret. It dawns on him that you barely talked to each other, which is usually not what happens. You’re disgustingly close, always have been walking the line between being siblings and something else he’s never really been able to pinpoint. He remembers once asking Atsumu if he liked you and he knows his brother well enough to be sure he was being sincere when he scrunched his face and shook his head no. Not like that.

Osamu would lie if he said he never wondered whether you could like him like that. But you’ve never been as… relaxed with him. It feels like Atsumu is the brother you’re most comfortable with and all these years he’s patiently waited for the news to drop, the relationship to start. Except it never did. He still wonders if ‘Tsumu had to friendly turn you down at some point. He still wonders if you could ever like the Miya you’re clearly less relaxed with, instead.

“What did I forget?”, Osamu gently grabs your chin to make sure you look up and meet his gaze once more. Your mouth feels dry.

“We…”, no, you can’t just say that. We kissed. Incorrect. More like you jumped him in a clearly drunken state and he was too much of a gentleman to fully push you away. It’s a faint memory, his hands on your face, and you can’t recall at all if his lips moved along with yours at some point. They most likely didn’t. And now, if you tell him, you’ll ruin everything. Maybe you should just keep quiet, be a coward and bury the whole thing in a place within your chest, inaccessible to anyone but your sense of guilt.

“We what?”, for a moment, Osamu’s exceptionally gentle tone, paired with his proximity, is inebriating enough to make you want to kiss him again. Then, something odd catches your attention and you blink a few times, surprised.

“What’s this?”, you reach to slightly pinch part of his dark hair between your thumb and pointer finger, to remove what looks like a gold grain. It’s dry and barely visible on your fingertip.

He follows your gaze and lets you go, slightly pulling back with a smile.

“Ah, that. I thought I washed it all off”, Osamu casually runs a hand through his hair a few times, “it’s temporary color spray”.

“You’re gonna dye your hair again?”.

“Nah. ‘Tsumu thought it’d be hilarious if we came to the party with a costume no one would notice. I think only Shinsuke guessed it by the end of the night and even he wasn’t so sure”, he offers a handsome grin but you feel petrified.

“What costume?”.

“We went as each other! Ya couldn’t tell us apart, could ya?”.

His amused smile slowly melts away as he takes in your horrified expression, eyes growing bigger by the second.

“Are you oka-”

“Oh my god”.

[my-castles-crumbling]

lipstick - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 174

Trans!Reg, Genderfluid!Sirius

When he sees Harry walking toward him, colorful package in hand, Regulus freezes.

"Pa?" the eight-year-old asks, "Can I have this?"

But he doesn't know how to respond.

Because the box of play eyeshadow and blush and lipstick stirs something deep within him. Makes him remember his mother. The sickening feelings her words caused.

'Girls don't have short hair!' The voice echoes in his head. 'Short hair and pants are only for boys!'

She said similar things to Sirius, too, but in the reverse. Yelled at them for their long hair and eyeliner. Demonized both of them for feelings they couldn't control. Forbade them from breaking norms and being themselves.

But now here he is, looking into the eyes of his own child, heart pounding.

An arm wraps around him, strong and secure.

"Looks fun, Haz," James says, sending Regulus a reassuring smile. "I think the pink would look good on me. What do you think, Reg?"

And Regulus breathes out, knowing that however his child identifies, he won't feel unloved for being himself.

[scealaiscoite]

⋆˚࿔ one hundred paired prompts 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

¹⁾ a pot of fresh coffee and split knuckles

²⁾ orange peels and a car battery

³⁾ sand dunes and leather boots

⁴⁾ a printer and a knife

⁵⁾ incense and handcuffs

⁶⁾ a crushed velvet sofa and a video camera

⁷⁾ stale cigarettes and cotton candy

⁸⁾ loose change and headlights

⁹⁾ grey hairs and a gold belt buckle

¹⁰⁾ burnt coffee and grass stains

¹¹⁾ cherry cola and blue jeans

¹²⁾ chipped green nail polish and an empty dinner table

¹³⁾ a stack of paperwork and metal music

¹⁴⁾ a patchwork quilt and sweet tea

¹⁵⁾ a hockey sweater and a two-seater sofa

¹⁶⁾ perfume oil and rolled up shirtsleeves

¹⁷⁾ fallen leaves and guilt

¹⁸⁾ radio channels and a birthday card

¹⁹⁾ ravens and meadowsweet

²⁰⁾ apologies and bitter red wine

²¹⁾ library books and pouring rain

²²⁾ a breathalyser and popcorn

²³⁾ princess plasters and iodine

²⁴⁾ a tote bag with one broken strap and a winding staircase

²⁵⁾ a parasol and a tumbler of straight whiskey

²⁶⁾ fresh honey and a cult

²⁷⁾ wisdom teeth and blue eyes

²⁸⁾ sour cherries and a stolen hoodie

²⁹⁾ the flu and a heatwave

³⁰⁾ a boonie hat and a sunset

³¹⁾ vanilla perfume and a kitchen counter

³²⁾ a buffalo skull and a leather armchair

³³⁾ a throw pillow and a doorway

³⁴⁾ pink fluffy handcuffs and an unexpected guest

³⁶⁾ a package and a divorce

³⁷⁾ a stripper pole and a hangover

³⁸⁾ familiar cologne and a black eye

³⁹⁾ a lit candle and a snowstorm

⁴⁰⁾ an unsealed letter and a fallen pine tree

⁴¹⁾ headlights and footprints

⁴²⁾ a blocked number and traffic lights

⁴³⁾ a racesuit and a countdown

⁴⁴⁾ a butcher’s apron and a phonecall

⁴⁵⁾ battered comic books and a broken window

⁴⁶⁾ cold floorboards and a roommate

⁴⁷⁾ smooth vermouth and gold rings

⁴⁸⁾ a lip piercing and a rough hand

⁴⁹⁾ someone’s spare room and an eclipse

⁵⁰⁾ a game of mahjong and bad jazz music

⁵¹⁾ a jigsaw puzzle and a mortuary

⁵²⁾ a broke-up sidewalk and a knitted scarf

⁵³⁾ a poundshop wig and broken glass

⁵⁴⁾ a bunk bed and a crush

⁵⁵⁾ a red ink tattoo and a dinner gone cold

⁵⁶⁾ a warm palm and a flannel shirt

⁵⁷⁾ fresh basil and a half-empty bottle of arrack

⁵⁸⁾ a nightclub bathroom and smeared eyeliner

⁵⁹⁾ a busted lip and strawberry icecream

⁶⁰⁾ a floral-patterned dress and a looming balcony

⁶¹⁾ peach pits and a pressed shirt collar

⁶²⁾ a white mercedes and cheap perfume

⁶³⁾ a fwb and a housekey

⁶⁴⁾ a blue sarong and a fingertip tracing over a scar

⁶⁵⁾ a sauna room and a terse exchange

⁶⁶⁾ fried plantains and a briefcase

⁶⁷⁾ dried lavender and a tiled bathtub

⁶⁸⁾ a hotel room and a bouquet of lilies

⁶⁹⁾ sweet mango lassi and a suitcase

⁷⁰⁾ orange streetlights and a nightmare

⁷¹⁾ a crucifix and a thigh tattoo

⁷²⁾ a palm tattoo and the thrum of a heartbeat

⁷³⁾ a champagne room and a police siren

⁷⁴⁾ blue nitrile gloves and a hickey

⁷⁵⁾ a double-wide trailer and shotgun shells

⁷⁶⁾ stitches and pyjama shorts

⁷⁷⁾ karaoke and a snowdrift

⁷⁸⁾ an older man and a twin bed

⁷⁹⁾ chinese takeout and a graveyard

⁸⁰⁾ wet clothes and ambulance sirens

⁸¹⁾ carbolic soap and a creaking staircase

⁸²⁾ an undercover assignment and wrung hands

⁸³⁾ the back seat of a limousine and bustling night streets

⁸⁴⁾ a steamed-up bathroom and cold floorboards

⁸⁵⁾ a grand prix and a breakup

⁸⁶⁾ a third place trophy and a picture frame

⁸⁷⁾ the last slice of birthday cake and crossed legs

⁸⁸⁾ squashed raspberries and heated cheeks

⁸⁹⁾ pink lipgloss and brass knuckles

⁹⁰⁾ a ghost mask and a late visit

⁹¹⁾ loose bullets and slashed tires

⁹²⁾ a tactical belt and patterned bedsheets

⁹³⁾ a goaltender’s stick and a lonely walk home

⁹⁴⁾ a dog bed and a migraine

⁹⁵⁾ lit billboards and a floor-length gown

⁹⁶⁾ a divebar negroni and a game of pool

⁹⁷⁾ olive trees at harvest time and divorce papers

⁹⁸⁾ a caviar bump and vanilla coke

⁹⁹⁾ a whale tail and pantsuit

¹⁰⁰⁾ legs thrown into a lap and calloused hands

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PARENTING AN EGG..

The biology class was filled to the brim with laughter and groans of your classmates as the teacher handed out eggs, each delicately marked with a student’s name. The assignment? Care for your «child» for a week. No cracks, no breaks, or it’s an automatic fail. And, of course, you had been paired with one of the most unpredictable boys in school—making it a great challenge to make it through

Nerd!Anakin

Anakin’s face lit up when he was handed your egg. Working with you was his dearest dream. He adjusted his glasses and immediately cradled the small, fragile «child» like it was made of gold. By the time class ended, his mother had already texted him asking for updates, and he proudly told her about the assignment, and you. The next morning, she’d sent him to school with a knitted egg-cozy, complete with a little handle so Anakin could wear it around his neck like a baby carrier.

"This is Eggwin," Anakin announced when he met you outside the classroom the next day. "Named after Edwin Hubble, the astronomer. I think it’s fitting, don’t you?"

You nodded, biting back a smile as he carefully unwrapped the little package to reveal Eggwin nestled in cotton. He’d even drawn a tiny, smiling face on it. You'd kiss Anakin's cheek, knowing that he would protect that egg's life more than his own.

Yet, Ani was impossible. He refused to let you carry Eggwin anywhere without a carrier, claiming that it was his duty as a father to protect him. He brought it to lunch, set it on a napkin beside him, and even whispered soft reassurances to it when the class got too rowdy. By the third day, he’d started asking you things like, "Do you think we’re doing enough tummy time? I read it’s important for motor skills."

And, of course, Eggwin came with him to sleepovers. When you teased him about how seriously he was taking the assignment, he pushed up his glasses, cheeks pink, and muttered, "I just want to do this right."

SAM MONROE

Sam took one look at the egg and groaned. "This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen." So, it only made you more confident that you'd be the one to take care of this delicate egg. But after all the classes, he was waiting for you by your locker, actually asking you to give him the egg. To which of course you agreed, after threatening him if he ever dared to break the egg.

Yet, by the end of the first day, your egg had jet-black sharpie hair and eyeliner streaked down the sides. "If we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do it my way," Sam grumbled, spinning the egg between his fingers like a drumstick. He named it ‘Gerard’ after Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance and refused to let you wipe off the eyeliner because "it gives him personality he desperately needs"

Gerard spent most of his time tucked into the pocket of Sam’s hoodie, head peeking out just enough to give the occasional emo glare. But Sam had a soft side. You were sure of that. You’d catch him frowning when the egg rolled too far, muttering under his breath as he adjusted its "hair."

One afternoon, Gerard slipped out of Sam’s pocket and nearly cracked on the pavement. Sam’s eyes went wide as he snatched it back with shaking hands. "Shit," he muttered, cradling the egg like it was actually alive. After that, he made a little cardboard box with foam lining and carried Gerard everywhere in it.

“Don’t tell anyone I actually care, okay?” he said one night, handing you Gerard so carefully you almost melted.

Scott Barringer

He couldn’t care less about an egg—at least at first. He spent the entire first day flipping it in the air, catching it with one hand while you yelled, "Stop! You’re going to break it!" And he just smirked, catching it effortlessly.

"Relax, I’ve got this," he said, tucking the egg into his jacket pocket like it was a set of car keys.

The second day was worse. You found him bouncing it like a basketball, and it took every ounce of willpower not to strangle him. But when he saw how stressed you were, how you looked like you were about to kill him, something shifted in his brain.

“Alright, alright, I’ll try,” he sighed, setting the egg down gently on the table.

By the third day, Scott had named the egg "Junior" and started carrying it in an old beanie he tied around his neck like a sling. He didn’t take it as seriously as you wanted, but when you caught him in the library Googling "how to care for an egg baby," your heart softened.

When the week was up, Scott handed you the egg, a rare seriousness in his voice. "We did good, huh?"

Anakin Skywalker

Anakin’s reaction to the egg assignment was a mix of amusement and determination. He twirled the egg between his fingers, cocky as ever. "This? Easy. I’ve built droids from scraps—I think I can handle an egg."

But by the next morning, his competitive streak kicked in. He showed up to class with a hand-crafted egg stroller he’d made overnight. It had wheels, a harness, and even a tiny canopy.

"Meet Leia," he said proudly, gesturing to the egg sitting snugly in the contraption. "Named after—well, none. And before you ask, yes, I already installed stabilizers so she won’t roll off a table."

Anakin insisted on doing everything perfectly. He wouldn’t let you touch Leia without giving you damned instructions. And heaven forbid someone bump into him in the hallway;

"Careful! You almost took out Leia!" he snapped at a classmate, pulling the stroller closer to his chest.

At home, you found him tinkering with the stroller, adding, for you, unnecessary gadgets. "What if she needs, like, a cooling system? Or headlights for nighttime walks?" he said, not noticing your fond smile as you watched him obsess over a literal egg.

Clayton Beresford

Clayton handled the egg assignment like it was a corporate deal he would got in the future. He took one look at the egg, adjusted his shirt, and nodded solemnly. "We’ve got this,"

By day two, the egg—now named "Clara"—had its own custom pillow made from silk scraps Clayton claimed were "gentle on the shell." He carried Clara everywhere in his breast pocket, peeking in every now and then to make sure she was "comfortable."

"Parenting is about being prepared," he explained when you caught him writing a schedule for the egg’s "feeding times." He was so serious about it you didn’t have the heart to tell him it wasn’t necessary.

But for you, the most hilarious thing was Clayton’s driver started calling Clara «Miss Egg», and even the household staff began tiptoeing around her. Clayton's mother literally giving him advices and supporting all his parenting delusions. One night, you found Clayton reading an article titled, «How to Raise a Balanced Child», nodding along like it was the Bible.

"If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right," he said, handing you a spare silk pillow for "Clara’s nap time."

James Kelly

James took one look at the egg and smirked, already thinking of ways to mess with the assignment, not taking it seriously like the rest classmates. "This is dumb. What’s the point of raising an egg? It’s not like it’ll grow into something."

But then he caught your unimpressed glare, and his teasing softened. "Alright, fine. I’ll try."

The next day, he showed up with the egg—now named «Spike»—stuffed into his leather jacket pocket. He claimed it was "protection," but you noticed how often his hand lingered over the pocket, like he was making sure the egg was still safe.

"Don’t get any ideas," he warned when you commented on how careful he was being. "I just don’t want to hear you complain if it cracks..and I want to pass this stupid biology.."

By midweek, James had drawn a skull tattoo on Spike and started referring to it as "the toughest egg in class." But he also brought you coffee every morning from school's automaton, casually sliding it across the table with a muttered, "Figured you’d need it after staying up worrying about Spike all night."

When you teased him about how soft he was secretly being, he would just roll his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. Spike’s not cracking on my watch, alright?"

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SSR Cater Diamond - Room Relaxation Voice Lines

#MyLoungewear #BirthdayEve #CheckOutMyHairband ...Posted!

Summon: 'Kay then, tomorrow's ol' Cay-kun's birthday... I gotta get hyped to receive all those well wishes!

Groovification: The birthday video came out great... No doubt about it, this'll definitely go viral ♪

Home: This is Cay-kun's favorite ♪

Swap Looks: Yaaaaawn... Guess I'll go wash my face.

Home Transition 1: I'm usually just on my phone whenever I'm in my room～ ...Huh, studying? Don't pick on me by asking that～

Home Transition 2: Azul-kun treated me to a real fancy-looking drink ♪ He said my promoting it on Magicam would be payment enough.

Home Transition 3: A limited cosmetics set, huh～ Even the package itself is super duper cute! Maybe I'll buy it as a birthday gift to myself.

Home Transition - Login: The number of likes and comments I get on my Magicam posts on my birthday is through the roof! It makes me happy, sure, but it's a little difficult to reply to them all～

Home Transition - Groovy: Never thought I'd ever have Leona-kun wishing me a happy birthday... Wish I woulda snagged a video of it happening.

Home Tap 1: Don'tcha think this loungewear is soft and adorable? Both the top and bottoms are part of the same outfit series.

Home Tap 2: All I did was change up my eyeliner a little bit, but Rook-kun picked up on it right away... He's kinda scarily observant.

Home Tap 3: My hair's looks all silky smooth? Right? Isn't it? I tried out this hair milk that I came across on Magicam.

Home Tap 4: I'm totally used to Lilia-chan's surprises... Is what I'd like to say, but he definitely got me again this year.

Home Tap 5: It's rare to see ya boy Cay-kun without a suit drawn on, isn't it? Wanna take a pic together to remember this moment by?

Home Tap - Groovy: My loungewear? Well, yeah, I have a ton of other sets. Maybe I should wear a more cool-looking outfit tomorrow ♪

Duo: [CATER]: Leona-kun, gimmie your most heartfelt well wishes～ [LEONA]: I'll just do it normally, Cater.

Birthday Login Message: Thanks for the birthday wishes! I got a thing with the Pop Music Club after this, but you wanna come with me, [Yuu]? I mean, it's not really like we're going to be doing anything special. We'll probably just be snacking and chatting, like usual. Ah, I just had a good idea. One sec, let me reach out to Lilia-chan and Kalim-kun. ...Niice～ Looks like they're both on board. "'Kay, then we'll go with the plan I just sent you guys" ...And send. So basically, we're gonna throw an impromptu Cay-kun Birthday Performance. Come and enjoy the celebration!

Requested by @farfalla049.

[fbfh]

just reread your rodrick x hyperfem reader AND IT HAS ME BACK INTO THE GOOD OLD CHOKEHOLD

so if you do still write for him (ignore if you dont <3) maybe some headcanons of them after the prom? 😋

(devon bostick is so FINE)

oh FUCK yes babes. lemme tell you something about roddy and hyperfemme reader. almost immediately after your song finishes and you lock lips in a kiss that rocks both your worlds and blows your minds, it's over for you. you're joint at the hip and locked at the lip every moment after that. both of your friend groups are pissed because whenever they're looking for you you're either sitting on Roddy's lap doing his eyeliner (and putting a little glittery highlighter here and there) or making out in the back of his van. you are completely a package deal, if someone wants one of you they are GOING to get both of you. after the last time roddy insisted on you sleeping in his room or threatening to run away and elope in vegas, Susan decided you know what? this could actually be a lot worse! at least most of Rodrick's energy (or lackthereof, please get this boy some antidepressants) is directed at you instead of harrassing his brother all the time. he still harasses Greg, but that's more of that brother stuff Susan doesn't know about. and that's how you in all your sparkly pink "what like it's hard?" lip glossed glory end up at the heffley's house more often than the actual heffleys.

[sdmsims]

ANIME IS REAL

DONT LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS. SOMETIMES YOU NEED TO FOLLOW THAT IMPULSE [i collapse into a heap]

thank you for following me on this journey, it's finally done \o/ inspired by the furry mod and a... certain eroge, this head has a bunch of options for making your entire town excessively sugoi. or whatever.

INCLUDED:

3 head archetypes, each with an additional earless and 'less motion' variant - as well as a combo of the two! less motion entails less mouth movement, for those who aren't into the sim's exaggerated expressions.

SIX face overlays! two from heihu's overlay set, 3 from .serawis (thank you !!)

FOUR pupil types, FOUR upper eyelines, SEVEN eyelashes, THREE lower eyelines, LIKE FIVE I THINK eyebrows, FOUR lipsticks

a 'skin fix' under facepaint, for base skins with differently colored lips and nose that show up through the overlay

so many swatches im dying over here

CAVEATS:

the entire head setup takes up almost every skin detail slot. plan accordingly!

some hairs, particularly ones with bangs close to the forehead and ones with scalp textures, will not work

lipsticks will not work unless made for the head

some eyebrows will look odd / distorted

glasses and earrings may sit uncomfortably high on the face/ears

the majority of these are due to the different shape of the head, and i can't really do much about them without losing the 'style' orz

DOWNLOAD BELOW READMORE (NO ADS NO PAYWALLS NONE OF THAT BULLSHIT)

SFS:

merged || zip with all the individual packages

SPECIAL THANKS:

iowaisms and digidollhouse, as well as pokesims server for testing!

12daystoapocalypse-blog for bouncing a lot of useful ideas!