#i hope this makes sense 😭😭

[help-imanartistt]

Made something really dumb kinda love it tho

[rowrowronnie]

continuation of the comic i made abt silly daft punk scout (o^^o) ！！

[aesopesbaby]

Aight chat,,,I'm bored again,,, I'm packing for a trip rn!!

And I'm procrastinating as always, so I'm itching to write some stuff!! Ask me anythingngngn, questions for ocs, my opinions, maybe even a small imagine for anything you want PLEASEEEE

,,,I'm bored out of my mind (And I think I've played too much idv...my head is spinning rn..)

[valleynix]

AITAH for trying to find my daughter?

I ([REDACTED]F) lost my daughter (10F) many years ago. It’s been a horrible time since then; my grief nearly killed me, but I have found hope amidst the darkness that has become my life since Eva left.

I found someone - something - that promised me a way to see her again. It was… troubling to hear. At first, I wasn’t sure I could do what it asked of me, but if it meant I could see my Eva again… What choice did I have?

I conducted experiments on the villagers - they agreed to aid in my research. I was told if I could find the correct vessel, I could see my daughter again. She existed within the megamycete somewhere; I only had to find her.

This went on for years, and I did not find anyone suitable enough for such a long time. Those I consider the lords beneath me to help me rule over the village were unsuccessful experiments. They gained abilities no others did before thanks to a parasite I’ve named “Cadou”. But none of them would be the right vessel for Eva; they were not suitable for her.

I decided that to have a viable vessel, I would need an experiment made of mold - the same as I am made of when I touched it in that cavern I nearly lost myself in. Perhaps some part of me is still there, but that is neither here nor there.

Someone stumbled into my village and into my life. They were a newcomer, a traveler from the outside. None of my experiments with mold had done well so far, and I took this person in the hopes they would be a suitable vessel. After all, they had not been touched by the megamycete in any way, and they would have been pure.

They were young and cocky. They expected everything to go their way, and I suppose a part of me hated that. Their life had gone so well while I struggled for years to regain the one joy in my life.

I infected them with the same mold I touched all those years ago. It was a punishment, of sorts. I do not regret it. I would do anything if it meant I could see my daughter again, if she could live in this world and enjoy what has been made for her.

I thought the experiment was successful, for a time. This newcomer - someone I called “little bird”, as I did not know their name then - showed all the right signs in the beginning. Most other experiments faltered in the first stages; their bodies could not handle the mold in their veins. They became beasts.

This one was… different, I suppose. I asked questions about their life beforehand to understand what was so different about them compared to the others I had experimented on. Was it their purity against the mold? Their lack of infection prior to the experiment? Their age? Their personality? What was it?

I put them through a final trial when I realized my Eva was not to be found within them. I had tried so hard, and yet, they were another failure. But they were the most successful thus far, and an idea popped into my head.

I would mutate them, see how dangerous they really were and if they could come back from it. If they showed their determination to survive - a resistance to what I would put them through - I could find it in myself to work with them again.

It did not turn out that way, but I knew they were the missing piece. How could they not be? Their similarities to myself must have been for a reason, right? And I did what I had to.

I made another deal. I tried again elsewhere - another reality. My grief and anger blinded me, as each time I traversed to a new reality, I witnessed Eva’s death over and over, and there was nothing I could ever do to stop it. For what feels like centuries, I was in a trance. A routine. I did what I had to, and yet, again and again, my experiments failed.

I told myself I would try once more to find my perfect vessel for Eva. I would see her again. I had to.

My latest experiment… surprised me. They are not Eva, and I should have known they could never be. But why were they so successful? Why was this one the perfect vessel for her, only to remain themself?

I nearly killed them, but it was what I had to do. I would have started again with what I knew of them - that their personality and very soul are the reasons they are so successful and so similar to my own abilities. At some point, they would have been the right vessel for Eva.

And yet… something changed within me. It was like I was snapped out of a century-long trance, and for the first time since the beginning, I saw what I had done. How far I had fallen.

My daughter would be so disappointed in me if she knew, wouldn’t she?

Would she even recognize me? Is that why I have always failed?

Oh, my Eva…

I…

They are not her. But they hold the missing piece to finding her again.

As of late, I struggle with how to act when they are around. I watch after them and ensure their safety, and I believe it is the most I can do. They are… Not a child, no, but much younger than I. I’ve watched them since they were a baby, and I am beginning to realize I may still see this version as such.

It has all been for my daughter and her revival, but… I am no longer sure of myself and what the future holds.

I wish to see Eva again. She is the only reason I do what must be done.

[derpycatsu]

hi i just saw your ocs and they are so cool and awesome. jsyk. im v curious about the uhhm guy whos blue qnd has the paper dolls once. i don't know names

AWWAAAHHHH UR INTERESTED IN MY OCS TOO⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ Hough…. Snifle

the blue guy is kanin valerie he is the main antagonist of my oc story Endgame B) there are 3 but hes the most present and annoying of them

to put his lore simply he is a usurper and took control of the time business. the protagonist (dennis) works there as well and is on a mission to stop him but kanin doesnt like that so the two of them are at each others throats the whole story LOL……..theres a lot more to it but thats as brief as i can get it to be

tbh i should redraw that piece it was really fun to make…. the title i had for it is In Safe Hands hehe

[lotus-pear]

ace detective more like ace DEFECTIVE

[twinstxrs]

idk if this is accurate but i’ve felt like in previous seasons riz & gorgug have been one of the inter-bad kids dynamics we’ve seen the least of & this season has been so great in that aspect. gorgug having helped make some of riz’s magic gear. riz helping gorgug with his studies. the shared birthday party. gorgug’s gift to riz being something he himself made to protect riz. riz’s gift to gorgug being something he illegally grabbed to protect gorgug. gorgug who utilizes rage to put his body on the line for his friends & riz who will take deep levels of mental stress for his friends. even though it was within the context of a joke, riz calling gorgug an “absolute sweetie.” like yea they might not be in a band together or both part of a presidential campaign team or owlbears teammates, but they’d go to war for each other, because they’re best friends.

[saturngalore]

afrofuturism🪐

☆ one ~ solange hair by darknightt (tsr warning) ☆ two ~ loretta hair by @simtric ☆ three ~ bahati braids by @sheabuttyr ☆ four ~ isonoe hair by octetsica ☆ five ~ binah braids by @sheabuttyr ☆ six ~ cornrows & curls hair by @leeleesims1 ☆ seven ~ indie hair by @sashima ☆ eight ~ loc petals by @shespeakssimlish ☆ nine ~ mnemosyne hair by octetsica ☆

mini dedication essay to black simmers and ts4 creators below! pls read if you have the chance! <3

this edit is a small homage to afrofuturism and the various unique black hairstyles (and especially the black creators of most of these hairs) that i have downloaded and admired over the years! some of these are old and some of these are new.

to me, afrofuturism means constantly honoring/reclaiming/challenging the past while constantly creating/dreaming of a better society/world/future. a society/world/future that embraces and empowers all of our differences, ingenuity, aspirations, and unique lived/cultural experiences. a society/world/future that does not limit us through the various systems of marginalization and oppression (racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, sexism, xenophobia, ableism, classism, colorism, etc.) that often affects how we, as black people, live today.

blackness is so diverse and intricate yet it's always been a struggle to find my culture within a game that's known for being so limiting, bland, and extremely eurocentric when it comes to hairstyles, clothing, food traditions/events, etc. black simmers have always had to figure out how to make this game more inclusive and make it resemble either more like how our ancestors lived, how our current lives are, or how we would want our lives (and even our children's lives) to look like in the future no matter how dystopian the real world look and feel now. fortunately, these hairs and their uniqueness bring a huge sense of culture and style to this game. they have always inspired me and made me feel extremely proud to a part of the lovely african diaspora (and the ever-growing black simmer community).

in a way, being a black simmer and cc creator usually means that we are often digitally creating our own worlds as afrofuturists to varying degrees (whether we know it or not) every time we open our game, make our sims, make houses, and/or make black cultural cc. also, now i know that cc making is not easy to do and is extremely time-consuming so this post is also just me giving all black cc creators especially those who create for free their well-deserved flowers! here are some other black cc creators who created cc that have greatly impacted my game since i first started playing sims 4: @/leeleesims1 @/simtric @/hi-land @/yuyulie @/sims4bradshaw @/ebonixsims @/xmiramira @/sheabuttyr @/qwertysims @/oplerims @/sleepingsims @/shespeakssimlish and so many more im forgetting probably (im too shy rn to tag ppl but i greatly appreciate y’all fr i hope y’all telepathically get this message somehow 😭).

last but not least, i am hoping that this inspires somebody to keep creating or start creating regardless of what they think their skill level is! somebody will absolutely fall in love with your work and/or your art/work will 100% change someone's game forever <333

[starsaparilla]

i think it’s a huge shame that so many people bash lonesome road (and by extension ulysses) for the long dialogue. not only do they miss out on who is arguably one of the most interesting characters new vegas has to offer, but i also think complaining about how ulysses’ dialogue sounds longwinded, pretentious, and at times nonsensical misses the whole point of why he sounds this way. he’s trying to rationalise the unrationaliseable, make sense of a world that hasn’t made sense in centuries. finding all the text a slog to read through is understandable and i won’t pretend it isn’t but i think it’s a shame that people write off the entirety of LR because of it :(( lonesome road has some of my favourite lines in the whole game and the way it explores the themes of fallout: new vegas as a whole is so well done imo. tldr: give lonesome road a chance!! i really do think it’s due a reappraisal within fandom

[lemonlimestar]

she needs to fight!!! here’s my redesign for anita :)

i felt like something was lacking in her costume and i wanted to take a stab at redesigning her so! here she is!

explanation will be under the cut :]

when i started this redesign, i knew i wanted to incorporate her cultural background a lot more. she is implied (i don’t believe they outright specify it) to practice specifically haitian voodou & both of my parents practice african traditional religions. so, i talked to my dad about different ways to connect that to her costume and he brought up west african masquerades.

i was sent many, many videos (thank u dad 🫡) of masquerades as well as celebrations of junkanoo, which is a festival that started in north america rooted in west african festival traditions & they both have bright colors & masks that i felt really lent itself to the empress costume

i knew i wanted to keep her general silhouette, but i tweaked it to better suit the masquerade & festival costumes e.g. her glove and boot cuffs being flipped.

the stripes were a common aspect, and i based the masks more on junkanoo than masquerades just because of the important meanings behind masquerading that i am not qualified to apply to a dc comics characters ajhdjsja. i also made her under armor a lot more yellow to have less people confuse it as her skin? which i’ve seen a few times.

speaking of, now onto her actual appearance. i think anita has a very cute design, but like many non-white comic characters , it is a bit of a struggle. but! that’s an easy fix.

first, i gave her knotless french curl braids, bc all the black vigilantes i draw have to have protective hairstyles apparently lmao. but also it’s a nice mix of the braids she wears in yj sometimes and her usual hair. yippee

(+ i just made her empress hair a wig, bc it’s very much more convenient & plays into the festival costume aspect)

and, finally, i made her skin tone a lot deeper bc, especially compared to her white teammates, her skin is super gray 😭 which is common for a lot of brown comic characters unfortunately. i could’ve just made her og skintone more saturated but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it’s a free country.

and that’s a wrap :^) ty to anyone who actually sat through my rambling! if anything came off unclear i’ve open to questions about it. bring back anita fite 2k24

[off-mozzarella]

Nice catch! :]

Here's a very self indulgent and low effort drawing I made in an attempt to keep my sanity lol

[souenkun]

Takashi living the warm, full-of-love life that reiko couldn't have (as far as we know in the current canon) feels very much like the grief that dawns for children when they finally realized how much sacrifice their parents didn't always tell them just to give birth and raise them.

Like, technically speaking, reiko only gave takashi a world of problems by passing down the sight and the book of friends decades after her death, but takashi also grasped the wholesome and the awful parts of interacting with both humans and youkai from the memories she had left behind, scattered among all these eternal monsters she had defeated, leaving in them unintentional, but important life lessons for him to find later on in the future. If it weren't for all those societal rejections that reiko received from humans and the hardships from youkai that led her to start the book of friends, takashi wouldn't be able to avoid repeating her mistakes (and, consequently, could be just as comfortable with isolation like reiko was), let alone make the precious balance we now see him have in the present time, where he can make genuine connections with humans and youkai while also maintaining a balance to them. Do you get what I'm saying 💔

[blasphemousclaw]

Thoughts on the Curseblades?

the Curseblades are interesting because they’re related to a concept that seems very unique to hornsent culture… tutelary deities:

“Curseblades appear to dance when they spin their shimmering circular blades. These ascetics, who failed to become tutelary deities, were a scourge for those who attempted to invade the hornsent homeland.” (Curseblade Meera)

“Attire of the tower's ascetics, embodying their commitment to an austere existence of strict self-control. In order to ascend from their mortal flesh into tutelary deities of the land, they heighten their spirituality through severe ascetic training.” (Ascetic’s Loincloth)

“Weapon of the masked Curseblades. Circular backhand blade with wave-like cutting edges, sharpened into points that incite blood loss. Long ago, this was employed by the ascetics who strove to become tutelary deities as a ritualistic object in their self-flagellating dances.” (Curseblade’s Cirque)

The Curseblades are essentially a religious sect who live as ascetics in order to ascend as tutelary deities, which are in fact the hornsent corpses holding the Revered Spirit Ash that you find all across the lands of the tower:

“Spirit ash of those who came before, infused with potent spirituality. Acquired from the corpses of hornsent and other objects that ritually decorate townships and villages across the realm of shadow. Consume these at sites of grace to bolster your Revered Spirit Ash Blessing. The Revered Spirit Ash Blessing bolsters both summoned spirits' and spectral steed's abilities to deal and negate damage but has no influence outside the realm of shadow. The withered corpses were called tutelary deities, and Revered Spirit Ash was said to quietly accumulate in the palms of their hands.” (Revered Spirit Ash)

The word “tutelary” means “serving as a protector, guardian, or patron,” so the purpose of these tutelary deities were probably something like spiritual guardians or guides for the townships and villages they’re placed in… we use the Revered Spirit Ash to improve our spirit summons and spirit steed, implying that collecting the ash makes us more hashtag blessed, so I think it’s a fair assumption that the purpose of tutelary deities was to guard and guide others spiritually, help deepen spiritual connection, etc.

The most interesting thing about tutelary deities though is that they were mortal beings who ascended their mortal flesh to become “deities!” The Curseblades were people with incredible abilities due to their severe ascetic training, but presumably started out as regular hornsent, and yet it seems like a sort of godhood was within their reach! A similar sort of thing is described with Divine Bird Warrior Ornis:

“Ashen remains in which spirits yet dwell. Use to summon the spirit of Ornis the divine bird warrior. Spirit of the divine bird warrior from whom the horned warriors claim descent. Clad in golden armor, and granted wings and feathers by divine invocation. Ornis succeeded in taming the divine bird and made its wings his own as he soared through the sky. When he finally fell to earth, he lived on as the guardian deity of the temple quarter.”

Ornis, a mortal warrior, “tamed the divine bird” and lived on as a “guardian deity.” This is pretty unprecedented from what we’re familiar with in the base game: in the current order of the Lands Between, only ONE person — who must be an empyrean chosen by the Two Fingers — is able to ascend to godhood. Divinity is not something just any mortal can ascend to, even with all the spiritual training in the world! It doesn’t seem like the hornsent even had an equivalent to Marika, a “one true god.” To the hornsent, the Divine seems like it was something less centralized, with mortals regularly communing with and invoking divinity, and ascending as minor deities. This kind of makes sense with the concept of the Crucible as a “current” of spiraling energy, a primordial force from which life originated, something all-encompassing rather than centralized. This video by Zullie the Witch even implies that ALL hornsent were once called “empyreans,” and are referred to as such in the game files! I wonder if Enir Ilim’s Divine Gate is what allows the hornsent as a whole to access this divine power and invoke divinity, and no one person was supposed to seize that power for themselves?

This isn’t to say that the hornsent elite didn’t try to control who gets to access divinity, though… it seems like the spiritual elite strictly controlled what kinds of spirituality were “allowed.” Of course, in hornsent society, only those with horns are the ones considered touched by the divine to begin with. But even amongst those with horns, the Curseblades themselves were shunned and imprisoned:

“These ascetics, who failed to become tutelary deities, were a scourge for those who attempted to invade the hornsent homeland. Long ago, before the land was overshadowed by invasion, this scourge was shunned, and the curseblades were imprisoned.” (Curseblade Meera)

I’m not sure if they were imprisoned specifically because they as a group failed to become tutelary deities, or if the Curseblade cult as a whole was seen as a dangerous or distasteful way of ascending to tutelary deities. We do know of another cult that the elite imprisoned out of fear, though:

“A stone mask twisted into an expression of rapturous grief. Use while disrobed to transform into a lamenter. The change cannot be undone except by death. Using this mask while already transformed causes the head to swell in size. This transformation tallies with the state of a denizen of paradise, but the people of the tower denied and hid it from the world. In their foolishness, they viewed true bliss with deep fear.” (Lamenter’s Mask)

The Lamenter’s path to enlightenment being achieved through grief is kind of similar to the Curseblades’ ritualistic “self-flagellating dances,” pain being a way of accessing spirituality. There’s definitely a pattern of the hornsent elite suppressing forms of spirituality that don’t fit the status quo, so I think this might be a reason for the Curseblades’ imprisonment rather than them just being imprisoned for being cringe and failing to become deities

[flowerakatsuka]

" just know that i'm always here for you, okay? "

i'm finally finishing up my s2 rewatch and getting to the 24th episode awoke a beast in me. so i wanted to make a fake screenshot based on some of their lore that takes place during that episode. i think they'd end up having a heart-to-heart moment since kuroba went through similar struggles after their grandfather's own hospitalization...

also have a bonus doodle bc i need to even out the balance between serious & goofy with these two.

[chewy-jeeby2]

other things i recently created

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

just got home from seeing miles and oh my GODDDDD. so much to unpack. SO MUCH. i’ll do a proper post tomorrow when my brain is remotely coherent again, but for now the headlines: he is (as always) absolutely fucking incredible live; i had not one but TWO super awkward run ins with him before the gig even started; i will never recover from hearing shavambacu; there was a VERY interesting moment when he was introducing “see ya when i see ya”; and, in the least creepy way possible, i may or may not now know what it’s like to be spat on by miles kane mid performance 🫠