#mod being an arse

[darkhestur]

I was bored watching paint dry (literally)

[darkhestur]

Took a break for a bit but I think it’s time to come back

Ask Away

[tarraxahum]

Piracy discourse is always so incredibly funny to me as someone who learned to pirate almost instantly upon starting using the Internet. Well, okay, maybe a couple years later. At most.

'Well I don't want to support this service but how will I watch my favorite show without a subscription' Torrents go brrrrrrr I dunno what to say to ya

[jaymesyourplaything]

hi i like Kin

-not Kin

i think you might be kin, get some help. 😰

[crossdressingdeath]

Sigh. Alright, where'd I put those screenshots of Kyvir's CC...

[darkhestur]

Let’s join the party xD

What if… arie and friends were lego???

//jazz hands

[the-kr8tor]

I see that your requests are open👀

Can I get a fix of a modern Hobie taking us to a hello kitty cafe ORRR like my last ask hobie and reader being famous online and maybe they record abt them playing roblox together (horror games, da hood maybe fun games) and hobie gets in yet ANOTHER fight with someone cause they think reader and Hobie are edating

P.S It's 11pm and everyone is Asleep and now I'm scared cause I keep feeling like there's something watching me from the dark (that's edgy)

ANOTHER P.S hope u have a merry Christmas:3

-🧋

I understand, lovely because when u submitted this there's a loud scratching in my ceiling 😭 thank you for requesting! I chose the gaming one bc I couldn't resist a gamer Hobie 🥰 hope you had a very Merry Christmas! 🫶

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, Gamer! Hobie and reader, FLUFF

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“Love, hide!” Hobie yells in his mic, mouse clicking rapidly as he panics to hide from the pixelated monster. He hears your screams bouncing around in his headphones.

“Where?! There's nothing here!” Your character frantically runs around as the monster is hot on your tail.

“You just passed it! Hold on!” Hobie exits his hiding place, intercepting the monster’s attention from you to him. “Hey, E.T. lookin' arse, over here!” the monster has now latched on to him, pulling aggro for you.

“Hobie, noooo!” You see Hobie's character get eaten in one bite. He groans at his death screen briefly before showing him your character watching in the background, emoting a crying face.

“Fuck you!” The monster turns around to chase you again. “Your sacrifice won't be in vain!” running, you play ring around the rosie with the monster, your screams of terror turning into laughter.

Hobie's spectating your POV, laughing loudly at your expense. He flicks his eyes to the second monitor to read the chat, his smiling morphing into annoyance.

“E-dating?! You think we're e-dating?! Chat, what the bloody hell?” Hobie moves so animatedly that his headset almost falls off.

He sees his chat go wild, their comments vary from ‘you've probably never seen her irl, bro’ to ‘They're definitely not! Have you seen them ogling each other through the camera?’

“Where's my fuckin' mod?! Ned ban their arse!” Hobie chuckles through his threat, clearly just joking. He still hears you laughing hysterically in his headphones, making him grin despite the bullying from his chat. Then he hears your character ‘oof’

“I died” you say dejectedly. “Fucker got me, looks like you sacrificed yourself for nothing, Hobie.”

“That's alright I forgive you because there's somethin' else that's more important.” He turns around in his chair, looking over his shoulder to look at the green cloth behind him. “Love, can you tell ‘em we're not e-dating and that we're literally in love”

Hobie opens his green screen curtain to reveal you sitting on your own desk, your back turned away from him. Your spare monitor shows his livestream, you quirk an eyebrow when you see yourself in his camera.

The chat goes completely wild, some spamming emojis, some are just straight up key smashing.

You look over your shoulder with a smile, waving at his camera. Swiveling your chair, you wheel towards Hobie's desk, laying your chin atop his shoulder. He holds your hand subtly under the desk, squeezing thrice.

“Is this enough proof?”

Everyone clipped the entire thing.

[tsykku]

I am having q!tubbo brain rot so have a slice of it.

I am so curious as to which direction Tubbo will take his character. Because nothing what q!tubbo does seems malicious or sometimes even intentional yet so many people take issue with him or his behaviour. And he is somewhat aware of that while at the same time, completely oblivious as to why or how deep the conflict goes.

You have the federation who cannot stand his arse. Who we know is paying extra attention to Tubbo and wants to arrest him the minute he even does something slightly illegal. While they have not arrested him yet, it is only a matter of time. So what do they do in the meantime? They use him as a scapegoat to nerf certain game mechanics or punish him extra harshly in comparison to others who did the exact same things or worse. Yet for some reason, the other qsmp members are under the impression that Tubbo never gets punished and that he is solely to blame for the create nerf, breeding animosity.

Then next, you have the antagonistic fights with Etoiles which started carefree and rather playful but now have been escalating in q!Etoiles telling the codes that Tubbo works with the federation. To be honest, Tubbo is absolutely partly to blame for this one with his cheeky comments to Etoiles about losing his fight with the code. However, it adds another dynamic layer of conflict to the situation.

Finally, you have the vendetta of Bad and Aypierre against Tubbo due to the controversial Tubhole. You can argue all day long about the logistics of Tubhole and whether Bad and Pierre are valid in their objections against it. But the facts remain that it is within Tubbo's rights to do so and that they have not given him the grace period to let him make it into a good build. It literally is still a work in process that has been going on for less than 24 Minecraft hours. And even if it turns out to be ugly, the fact that Tubbo has been building the Tubhole with only create machines is fucking cool and makes it worth it (in my opinion). Moreover, Bad and Pierre both have similar big projects and their concern that it is different because of the close proximity to spawn feels a bit hypocritical as there are other (big) projects near spawn that cause similar amounts of lag.

And now this vendetta has gone from convincing other islanders of how Tubbo must be stopped to them framing Tubbo for the kidnapping of Ron to Fred. A being that everyone on the island at this point knows is important to Tubbo. A relationship which is one of the only ones Tubbo has left, besides the morning crew. We already know how much the relationship between Fred and Tubbo affects Tubbo's emotions so what will losing Fred or their trust do to him?

So now you have this huge cluster of events that puts q!Tubbo in a situation where everyone is against him, the federation, the code entities and most of the islanders as well. An exception can be made for the morning crew however they do not seem to take Tubbo or his concerns seriously, treating it like the mischief and matters of a kid.

And most interestingly, it is still not clear what makes Tubbo so special. Is it his use of create mod? Aypierre, Ramon and Dapper do something similar. Is it his curiosity and distrust of the federation? Cellbit, Badboyhalo en Bagi are right there with him. Is it his apparent greed or selfishness with regard to resources? It is not like he has never shared them or that gathering resources is sole motivation. Is it his knowledge of Minecraft mechanics to break the lore/server? Philza and his fourth wall breaking say hello as does Aypierre. Is it his age then? His relentless attitude to anything that catches his attention? His endless curiosity?

It will be so interesting to see where all these points of contention will lead to and how q!Tubbo will react to it or change as a result of it. Currently, his only concerns are the potential romance with Fred and finishing the Tubhole so that he can get along with everyone again. So he clearly does not know yet how much trouble he truly is in or how the cards are stacked against him...

[sailtomarina]

[Kinktober 2024] Orgasm Delay/Denial

Written for Day 26 of Hogwarts’ Kinktober - Orgasm Delay/Denial Draco/Hermione | Rating: E: explicit sex | WC 577

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She was close.

Just a nudge, and she’d be there, free falling into her release with his name on her lips if she were able, if he hadn’t gagged her with her own sodden knickers.

The sheathe clenching tight around him rippled, on the verge of draining him dry.

He shoved himself backwards.

Her cry of frustration nearly made up for the ache in his balls. Nearly. If his cock had its way, Draco would have kept pounding into her, even after filling her full, his spend mixing with her own to work him into another climax more agonising than the last. Unluckily for both of them he was firmly in control of his baser desires.

He chuckled as he watched her hips writhe, fighting the invisible restraints holding her limbs in place. There wasn’t anywhere she could go, spread face up to the corners of his four-poster bed as she was. She was helpless, and nothing turned him on more.

“What was that?” he goaded, even going so far as to lean down, his ear tilting towards her pathetic whimpers.

Whines turned to snarls; were he to remove the gag now, he had no doubt bile would spill out denigrating his name, reputation, the entirety of his being. He met her eyes, the usually warm brown darkened in fury, and smiled.

“Granger?” He nudged at her opening with the leaking head of his cock, resisting the urge to plunge into the inviting heat. “Did you want something?”

“Ffffffnnnnnnuuuu.” Even muffled, there was no mistaking the insult.

He clicked his tongue in reproach. “That isn’t very nice. And here I thought we were getting somewhere.”

Her nostrils flared, chest rising, like she meant to scream further insults he’d pretend to not understand. He pressed back into her in a relentless push that brought his hips flush to hers. Her breath wooshed out, transforming into a groan as he dragged himself out at just the right angle before pressing into her once more in a painfully slow invasion.

In no time at all, he had her right back where he wanted–never speeding up, never stopping, watching the tension within her body build until she vibrated against him with need. She was beautiful like this: tears leaking down her face, delicate features twisted in torment, requiring just a little more friction to find the blissful satisfaction he’d refused her from the start.

He curled over her, looking for all the world like a demon sucking the life out of his captive witch with every piston of his hips. Her tears tasted salty-sweet as he cleaned them up with a flattened tongue. He craned around to bite at the curve of her ear just shy of breaking the skin.

The pulses around his cock quickened. A rumble built in her chest.

Draco yanked out at the last possible second, sitting back on his heels to watch her fight his incarcerous. Screams escaped the spit-soaked fabric failing to keep her mute. She hadn’t come. Couldn’t come. Not without his permission. Not until he’d wrung her dry of the fire that still threatened to consume him.

He was forced to grip himself in a strangling fist. He wasn’t a complete arse; he’d deny himself what he withheld from her.

“Shhh, baby, shhh. You’re doing so well,” he cooed, cradling her now, cheek to cheek, her tears easily mistaken for his own. “I promise this will all be worth it in the end.”

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Thanks to @knot-your-mothers-mods for organizing the event! Make sure to check out the AO3 collection for many more works.

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[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

Thoughts on soap and reader as teenagers together??? (I just read that fic about teenage Simon x reader 😼🔥)

I'm so glad you asked me this, because I do have thots!

Hope it doesn't offend that it's just random disjointed headcanons. I do have the posts below the separator as inspo!

Teen!Soap x Teen!Reader: (mid-late 2000s edition)

cw: same as home (underage drinking/smoking/drug use, underage criminal activity, teen romance, etc.)

Teen!Soap who was raised lower-middle class with a gaggle of older sisters, three in total.

Teen!Soap who's father worked in a factory and who's mom was a carer at a nursing/care home.

Teen!Soap who was was always a bit scrappy and didn't really enjoy people in authority positions, teachers included... (and who even talked back to his football coach at times).

Teen!Soap who is like a vibrant lure, attracting people to him with his funny jokes and bright smile and laugh, who consistently keeps a growing group of friends, and is an extrovert through and through.

Teen!Soap who met you at school in Year 7 and took a liking to you because you were just as ballsy, stubborn, bold and playful as him... and so absorbed you into his group of friends.

Teen!Soap who got lucky enough to join little league football when he was 8, and became a goalie very quickly because he was fast and bulky enough to defend the goal.

Teen!Soap who, like most young boys who play football in Scotland, became fairly popular in school, because he was handsome and athletic, and often had girls come watch his games.

Teen!Soap who couldn't give a single fuck about the girls flirting with him or coming to watch his games because, every time, without fail, he'd run off the field to come give you a high-five and chat with only you.

Teen!Soap who'd only turn up home from school after the sky was dark, because him and his friends (you included) were hanging out in a random field/park/woods or in someone's garage.

Teen!Soap who started smoking at 11, drinking at 13.

Teen!Soap who discovered rock and, especially, pop punk music on youtube as a pre-teen.

Teen!Soap who became the quintessential late 00s emo-punk teen: fishnet fingerless gloves, baggy tees, skinny tees, studded belts, combat boots that he ripped once and fixed with duct-tape (that he called his 'arse kickers'), too much hair gel and hair spray, chokers, bracelets, studded everything, cargo pants, boxers showing, flannel shirts...

Teen!Soap who had his first handy given to him an older girl at a "party" in someone's garage.

Teen!Soap who'd regularly taunt the police with curses, flipping them the bird and even mild vandalism.

Teen!Soap who once stopped the cops from harassing his friends due to being disorderly by putting a brick/cobblestone through the windshield of the police cruiser and then took you by the hand and took off running.

Teen!Soap who backed you onto a wall in a back alley after you escaped the cops and locked eyes with you, and, amidst the adrenaline, pressed his lips to yours :)

also used these three posts of mine as inspo:

[aziraphales-library]

Hello!!! I'm looking for fics that are coffee shop AUs, florist AUs, and tropes along the lines of that; except, instead of them being humans, they're still beings from heaven / hell

If there aren't any like that, that's fine. Thank you very much!! <3

Hi. Here are some non-human au coffee shop and florist fics...

heraldry, and other omens by starklystar (G)

Two days ago, the shop was called SLICE OF HEAVEN, in bold, yellow neon letters above the window’s tartan awning. Yesterday morning, the letters had read out ARSE OF HEAVEN, but by evening, residents reported it had changed to a more subdued BAKED BADS. It shouldn’t be possible to change neon signs so quickly, but today, upon entry, the bakery had been called DEVIL’S ADVOCAKES. ---------------- Or, there’s a new bakery in the South Downs area, that’s also maybe a flowershop, a coffeeshop, and an animal clinic. There's a chocolate scone that costs six thousand pounds. For orders, kindly contact ajcrngkwhoooe@myspace.com.

Safety in Falsehood by enjolras_lexa (T)

The florist!Crowley AU no one asked for and everybody probably already wrote. Aziraphale’s bookshop burned down and now he needs a new cover job, ends up being hired by Crowley. Neither of them knows the other isn’t human. Cue romance.

Blue Roses by NotEvenCloseToStraight (G)

Hell’s Bells Botanicals was the most successful flower shop in all of London and in no way could that success be attributed to excellent customer service or the owner being the sort of chap who was friends with everyone. In fact, Hell’s Bells Botanicals was the most successful flower shop in all of London DESPITE having the worst customer service imaginable and an owner that obviously enjoyed making every moment in his shop as unpleasant as possible. Anthony J Crowley was surly and ill mannered, impatient with potential customers and downright aggravating with repeat customers, and underwent transactions as if it irked him to his very soul to sell the plants he raised. Hell’s Bells Botanicals was the best, its owner quite literally the worst, and seeing as how Crowley had been around since the dawn of time and had seen any and everything the world had to offer, he didn’t see anything about his attitude changing anytime soon. But then the empty bookshop across the way was purchased by a blonde man in an old fashioned sort of suit jacket, and life as Crowley knew it changed quite a bit.

What the mind forgets the heart remembers by IggysBunny (T)

The apocalypse did NOT happen. It was not supposed to NOT happen, as far as Gabriel and Beelzebub were concerned. Since their first attempt to punish their respective Earthly representatives (read: get revenge) didn’t work out, they decided to go bigger. Obviously, the best way to do that was to split the two. Aziraphale and Crowley would not remember who they are, lose their powers, become human. A patisserie and a flower shop would be involved. Of course, the plan was rather big, they needed the approval of God herself. Well, The Almighty agreed to it, under one important condition- in case the (now both) former angels fell for each other, everything would be back to normal. Naturally a demon in nature would never love an angel, and vice versa. Right? 

I'll Be Seeing You by Magnolia822 (E)

Mr. Zachariah Fell, purveyor of fine candies and ice cream, lives a comfortable life in spite of his hazy memories and troubling dreams. When a red-haired, handsome, and oddly familiar stranger takes over the shop across the street, Zachariah is forced to confront the possibility that he might not be the man he thought he was. In fact, he might not even be human at all.

Big Cup of Espresso by justsimplymeagain (M)

It turns out - when you lose your memories you can find yourself in a job position unlike anything before. Too bad it didn't stay simple as old faces got involved.

- Mod D

[darkhestur]

Derpi shenanigans without context

[napkinscrawls]

CoD MW snippet is 100th post!🎉

Streamer!AU | Gaz x reader x Price | tortured chat™️ | reader is from Essex | gn!reader | fat!reader | privacy king Price | ft. Horny Mod!Soap & Lurking Mod!Ghost. 🎮

Sitting next to your boyfriend & co-streamer Gaz in front of the camera as the 2 of you bullshit your way through another "couch co-op" game. The gimick of your joint channel being that you are actually sat on a comfy sofa together in a room that is bathed in soft lighting. A juxtaposition to the chaotic bits you would 'yes and' eachother through. Your tablet as always is on the nearby sidetable as the Chat scrolls by. They're making more jokes about how Gaz sheould watch out for the ledge he already fell off.

He doesn't fall anymore than you in games, but the Chat has already decided it is a pattern. Custom emotes for it & everything.

Another thing the Chat enjoys is when "the Captain" is spotted in the edges of the webcam, an middle aged white man with muttonchops, a bulk of soft muscle, & a gruff voice that the Chat goes beserk for. The 2 of you are very firm about privacy & handle the balance of genuine banter without giving away any details. (With the help of some very active mods bleaching any semblance of overstepped boundaries.)

Gaz & you have always behaved as a couple publicly, but this 3rd in the house was too hot mysterious for the anonymous watchers to ignore. Especially when both of you fawn over him whenever he is brought up & that he is exclusively referred to as 'the Captain'. Chat was torn between wanting him carnally & wanting either of you or Gaz to be with him. Most of the comments were all in good fun but if taken too far the offending accounts were banned with no chance of appeal. The private mod chat was filled with jokes at how the Chat has somehow not considered Polyamory.

A hand slides into frame to replace your empty bottle & on cue the chat fills with a mix of 👀 & custom quokka emotes (the channel's mascot with no resemblance to the elusive Captain). You catch the movement, turning to smile up at the off-camera man.

"Thanks babes" A familiar petname, vague enough to passed off as platonic but those who know you know that's not how you use it.

Without missing a beat the Captain replies by ducking just into the top of frame & planting a kiss square on your lips. The kiss was firm, blistering but brief. Resetting your train of thought when all you had expected was the usual dismissive hair ruffling & to see John retreat with reddened ears. The Captain was not one for PDA on the internet, knew too well how long something can be preserved online. Instead you were now hiding your flushed face behind your fresh drink. You barely register the "no problem luv".

The mods do not stop the Chat's responses this time because they are right there in the flood of reactions. '3 o'clock, Gaz.' 'Where's my kiss?'

Gaz saw the last comment as he sipped his own drink, unphased by what just happened to his left. Clearing his throat before the Captain could get halfway out of the room, Gaz cranes his head round just as you lean towards your dropped controller.

"Always told me not to half-arse a job, Sir." His voice tainted with the smile plastered on his face.

A small hum of consideration can just about be picked up on the mic before the muffled footsteps bring the lower half of the Captain back into view. "Wouldn't dream of it." Is mumbled dryly but Gaz gets his matching kiss too. Gaz beams up at the man who claps him on the shoulder & ambles away once more, chuckling softly to himself. Cat's out of the bag.

You both share a silent look.

"Aite, you ready mate?" Your words snap Gaz out of his smugness, face immediately falling into a heartbroken wide-eyed stare at you.

You purse your lips to stifle your laughter & shrug your eyebrows at him, feigning ignorance.

"Don't call me that." His small voice is genuinely heartbreaking. "I worked too hard to be back at 'mate' again."

He really had. You'd started out as friends, it took him years to convince you to move north & into this house. Even then you did not believe this charming voice actor with a strangle hold on his social media wanted to be with you. Like you weren't a powerhouse yourself; a well-loved gaming streamer with a sharp wit & vicious sense of humour. (Sure you had faced the far too common fatphobia from using a webcam online, but it was balanced out with so many goodnatured glittery fancams that had done more to make you feel like part of gaming community than any award could.) John had moved in later but has known Gaz far longer. Initially John swore he was just a security worker, though eventually confided in you about his side job he had that insane microphone for pays far better.

You break out into a snort, taking a moment to compose yourself. Neither of you are paying attention to the riot happening in the Chat. Which now is lead your vocal mod 'BarkitBubbles' begging Gaz to give him a chance & that he has spare room(in his bed). The other mod '1134209' is silently allowing various comments out of the auto-filter that he deems funny (mainly jokes about BarkitBubbles). It's absolute bedlam.

You're too preoccupied with regaining the upper hand in this game of chicken. Gaz continues to weaponise his puppydog eyes. Fuck. Why was he born with such beautiful brown eyes. You're going to crumble. No, you can't lose to both John & Gaz today.

Managing to think of something, you rest your arm on the back of the sofa & tuck your legs under your plush thighs. "So you think you should outrank the Captain now?"

Gaz freezes for a second, his eyes flit between yours & the now closed door. Even without the Captain in the room he had to word this carefully. "...no... we're all equal in... this house..." He says tentatively, knowing he had a trap to dodge.

Your smile from earlier returns. "Good save, babes." Leaning in, you reward him with a soft kiss, & the 2 of you break into laughter. Gaz grabbing your face to pepper you with more kisses in return.

In the still speeding chat a 1st follower icon accompanies the comment "Court-martial avoided." by someone with the username 'Come_on_Down".

[sunday-halovian]

Sweets are very enjoyable, but I can't overindulge.

“Are you gonna be my other dad now?”

(A Masked Fool with red hair suddenly says as they randomly appeared near Sunday, sitting on the nearest flat surface and kicking their legs back and forth. They looked at the halovian with clear interest.)

“Since you have some kinda thing going on with both my dads…”

-@actorsmask //hi! hope you don’t mind me waltzing in, hope your exams are going/have gone well!

I'm not entirely sure about that. I think that more depends on them.

[changingplumbob]

Coming this rotation, a new High School!

In my mod frustration I took a break from gameplay and rebuilt my old very square high school. I changed the time of day for taking photos and cheated the weather to sunny about 5 times but it kept raining so we're just going to roll with it. I mean at least it shows off the covered walkways?

As you walk on to the grounds the building on the right is the first stop. It is the reception area of the school and features the first aid room and principals office. We may or may not see the principals office depending on how evil a certain sim will be once they age up to a teen.

If you exited the office and went past the picnic tables to a side walkway you would find the basketball court (yes this is 100% here because @matchalovertrait character Dulce played basketball which made me remember most high schools have a court). The end of the walkway has a group cheer mat which Onyx may or may not use, obviously not in this weather, they like their hair too much. Opposite this is a proper sized pool inspired by the wonderful high school build done by @stargazer-sims (seriously wanting a pool even close to yours was a main drive of redoing the place).

What? We can walk from the pool to the main building without getting rained on? How convenient in this deluge! As we turn to look back at the pool notice how the watcher solved the empty space problem by chucking down a whole skating rink. Back into the main building and we're greeted by a pride flag because this is an inclusive school even if the principal is an arse gosh darn it!

I thought I couldn't get a more colourful cafeteria then I went and built it! Please notice the pride flag wall (please let me know if I forgot any key ones and I'll add them), colourful menus and a security camera to keep track of who really starts those food fights.

Double doors lead to an outside eating area, once again covered and- who put a waterslide back there? Seriously questionable building taste (it's me, I have questionable building taste). There's also a couple of swing sets because you're never too old for swings.

The other set of internal double doors lead to the library which is kindly being modeled by the default principal. Space for group study and comfy reading. I liked the idea of taller tables and normal height tables coexisting in the space. Room to work on projects together or study alone.

What's that you say? I've never looked into voidcritter lore despite owning kids room stuff? Me neither my friend. Didn't stop me from decorating the locker section with them though. If we continue clockwise- oh look, a full length mirror! How convenient for image obsessed teens without them clogging the bathrooms. You can also see the space on the opposite side of the cafeteria where there is a mural outline in case sims want to fill it in (I'm looking at you art lover Carson who still managed to get a low boost to his exam despite not having art knowledge). Anyway back to clockwise, this is my math class. Math diagrams because math.

And then we come out of the side hallway where the entrance to math was and face back towards the front entrance. Let me just take a minute to highlight that all bathrooms here are unisex individual spaces. Gender is a social construct and honestly making a group of young people who are already self conscious get changed in the same space is... not a great plan. The bathrooms in the pool also look like this. Down our second side corridor and I wonder what could be here. Oh look at that art, it kind of looks like something @eljeebee reblogged yesterday... silver and yellow... (I swear I forgot about seeing it until after I finished the build and I rechecked tumblr and saw it again. It's not my fault Lana is being an influencer)

Through the door you will find the graphics studio/art class. Hopefully it can inspire the students a bit. Alas not much room for easels but in graphics in high school all we needed was blank paper and a good desk.

Then we have business class right by the front entrance. Why is it so feminine I hear you say? Because business is for women to! Eliza is proving that. And I fell in love with the colour scheme and ran with it... And I wanted to try different style individual desks in different classes. Have you noticed this is the third room with different style desk? Probably not as this is the first time I'm mentioning it.

To the other side of the entrance we have two more classes (these are bordering the cafeteria). First up, computer science! Not a single computer in sight! Because when I tried to put computers at desks the students just sat in a huddle by the door and all got yelled at by the principal didn't they (I am sorry about that detention Onyx and Carson, my bad). Next we have social studies, one of my school favourites! Broke out the dino wallpaper and some maps to go with historic pieces. Fun fact, I'm useless at geography, couldn't find anywhere on a map really.

Now upstairs may seem a bit of a jumble... But that's just because it is. The main landing connects with a small workout area. Here we have a punching bad, some yoga mats, and the traditional exercise machine and treadmill for those before class tasks. Of course we have a sneaky bit of unicorn art as tribute to the queen of unicorns @azuhrasims herself.

In one of the upstairs corners we have our Language Studies room. And look, there's the big blank spot on the wall I couldn't decide decor for, oops. I have a film poster in here because my English teacher had film posters up and I loved them! Then we have a chill hang out space with a variety of comfy seats to choose from. These wall murals really set the vibe I wanted. A place to relax indoors that wasn't the cafeteria.

Next corner we have the science class where I definitely did not go overboard with green, nope not me. I wanted to chuck some chem labs in here but I also wanted each class to be able to sit 10. When I play the Pancakes next both teens will need to be in the same class so I'm going to run that week with a larger mixed class, they'll each have 4 friends of their own age in their class for company. Then we have what I assume was the builder's attempt at a Foreign Language classroom? Between quilted floor tiles and gingham walls I'd guess they were out of ideas by the time they got to this room (yeah I kind of was, plus I just don't know what to put in a foreign language class when all simlish is foreign to me)

And finally we have Olive Grim! Wife of the reaper who is kindly testing my build out for me in the photography save. I should have had her test a shower in the bathrooms but hindsight is 20/20 or whatever the saying is. She's chilling in the most bland boring room I could make for my sims to have to sit exams in. No inspiration and no cheating off classroom posters!

Thank you for coming on my tour. Once again I am sorry about the rain! I even skipped forward a whole other day and it was still there... at least we're putting the covered walkways to use I guess?

[onboardsorasora]

omaigod, i love yr reverse age au prompts, it has entirely CONSUMED my brain. We've seen how Daniel interacts with the veterans of the paddock (Nando and Lewis) but what about the younger drivers, like the 2019 rookies?? Since they would be closer to age, i imagine daniel will fit right in and would even have their own inside jokes and would be sure to make max jealous, watching them from a far 👀👀👀

hey bestie!!!

so the way I've kinda tiered it in my brain is that we have the vets: Lewis, Nando, Checo, Hulk, Valtteri all the guys over thirty

then we have the guys in Max's age group, including the 2019 rookies. so Max, Lando, George, Alex, Charles, Carlos, Lance, Estie etc

And then we have the guys in Daniel's age groups, so the newer rookies. Oscar, Zhou, Daniel, Yuki, Jack etc

Now that I actually had to like think about that and not just vaguely have it floating in my head as a 'reference' I think that Daniel would get on really well with the younger guys-- i mean he drove against them in the feeder serieses and all of that jazz, so he knows and is comfy with them. plus theyre like a little pod of 'holy shit we're in f1' together

I think the shit stirrers are def the 2019 rookies. Because a) they know Max. So they know when he's being weird about someone. and he's been twitchy since Daniel became his teammate and uber weird since that Asian double header.

It's Lance who lets it slip that Daniel slept with Nando and Lewis. what was supposed to be a sneaky message to Estie while eavesdropping on Nando making plans with Lewis ended up being an accidental bomb in one of their discord servers that Charles booted Max out of and hadn't been arsed to add him back, and no one else could becasue only Charles had mod privilages. So they didn't really use that group because Max made a new one anyway but they have similar names and Lance hadn't been paying attention

Alex is the one who declared that clearly Max and Daniel had been fucking around and Max was upset. And then the chat kinda went something like this;

George: it seems to really make him upset seeing Daniel with them Charles: so does that mean Daniel's free game? Charles: 👀👀 Carlos: 👀👀 Lance: 🤨 Alex: 💀 💀 Lando: Oh this is gonna be so good

I think hell breaks loose after that. I mean, as we said before, Daniel has a good rapport with everyone on the grid and if he becomes seemingly more popular, then that's no ones business.

I think Nando catches on first, when he sees Carlos flirting with Daniel and Daniel blushing hard. And Nando smiles a shark smile to Lewis, because they both know this will benefit them in the end

And Max is seeing all of this and wondering when the fuck everyone became so close with Daniel.