#obscure associations

[mercury101]

Obscure Associations for Poseidon Julian

Thank you @frostedshore for the tag!😁 I'm glad to join in the first tag game since I created the simblr.

Animal: Angelfish

Colours: Blue

Month: July

Songs: Porter Robinson - Unfold

Number: 9

Plants: Monstera

Smells: Aqua Perfume

Gemstone: Ceruleite

Time of day: Morning

Season: Summer

Places: under the sea

Food: Cheesesteak

Drink: Water

Element: Still Water

Astrological sign: Cancer

Seasonings: Basil

Sky: Clear blue sky

Weather: Sunshine

Magical power: Hmm... Photosynthesis?

Weapons: Rifle

Social Media: Instagram

Makeup product: Lipgloss

Candy: Airheads

Method of long distance travel: Ship

Art style: Art Nouveau

Fear: Die from dehydration

Mythological creature: Leviathan

Piece of stationary: Liquid Paper

Three emojis: 🌊💙😇

Celestial body: Neptune

I tag @hancyan @waaneco @treason-and-plot @winterspixels @tsims @nessysims @oasislandingresident @cozygirlsimmer

[lunelfy]

OCs as Obscure Associations ;

I enjoyed making one for another character, so I thought I'd make one for their counterpart 🌝

"Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path, and leave an afflatious trail."

ANIMAL: Melanistic Owl MONTH: November SONGS: Darkness to Light NUMBER: 8 PLANTS: Tulip "Queen of Night" SMELLS: Cardamom & Espresso GEMSTONE: Onyx & Obsidian TIME OF DAY: Midnight SEASON: Winter & Spring PLACES: Lumuell's Forest DRINKS: Black Widow Martini ELEMENT: Air & Water ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: ♋︎♊︎♓︎ SEASONING: Black Pepper SKY: Evening/night filled with stars WEATHER: Serene snowy night MAGICAL POWER: Moon-dust Spells WEAPONS: Astral/moon magic SOCIAL MEDIA: non-existent MAKEUP PRODUCT: Cosmic nail polish CANDY: Black Licorice covered in carob METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Stardust ART STYLE: Celestial/Starry Vintage FEAR: Being "seen" MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Moon Panther PIECE OF STATIONERY: Black ink THREE EMOJIS: 🗻🌚🎱 CELESTIAL BODY: Jupiter & Moon

[coreene-simblr]

OCs as OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS

Alright, let's give this thing a go.

thank you so much to @treason-and-plot and @mercury101 for the tags. And I am so sorry that it took me this bloody long to answer this 😅

Let's do this for Elodie!

ANIMAL: Foggy (dog)

COLORS: Neon purple

MONTH: May

SONGS: Kelis - Brave

NUMBER: 100

PLANTS: Aloe vera

SMELLS: Lavender

GEMSTONE: Ametrine

TIME OF DAY: Midnight

SEASON: Winter

PLACES: Sunset Valley Beach

FOOD: Spagetti!

DRINKS: Bitter, sweet and alcoholic

ELEMENT: Fire

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: Pisces

SEASONINGS: Dill

SKY: Deep blue night sky

WEATHER: Puffy white clouds with sunshine

MAGICAL POWER: Can ace tests while her bff loses it

WEAPONS: Sai

SOCIAL MEDIA: Twitter (ran by her publicist)

MAKEUP PRODUCT: Matte red lipstick

CANDY: Oreos

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Road trip!

ART STYLE: Modern

FEAR: Turning into her mother

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Witches

PIECE OF STATIONERY: Metallic pencils

THREE EMOJIS: 🥰 🕺🗿

CELESTIAL BODY: well that's obvious - Venus

Ahh - editing to tag ppl. it's been so long so I don't know who did it or haven't. So I'm just gonna tag the last 5 people in my notifications: @frostedshore @happy-lemon @kfvarela @papermint-airplane @kevinvoncrastenburg

[izayoichan]

Tyvan Ward | obscure associations

Tagged by @dandylion240, @wannabecatwriter and @helenofsimblr and maybe even some more people my memory is horrible

animal / polar bear colors / white month/ december songs / stuck on you, diamond heart number / 13 plant / Ghost Orchid smells / apple and cinnamon together gemstone / Iolite time of day/ night season / autumn places / home town liberary food / crispy duck drinks / Cofee Moccha element / fire, ice astrological sign / aries sky / dark thunder clouds weather / thunderstorms magic / ability to cast frostfire, and have great control over ice and fire seperatly weapon / cane (it can hurt when you know how to use it) and his magic. social media / instagram, only becasue he has to, he is not a fan of social media art style / country comfort fear / to not do his job good enough (it will be clear why when you learn what he does for a living) mythological creature / selkie celestial body / galaxy

[emdotcom]

Yeah, so while I was on my "I'm going to read into Vanny/Vanessa as much as possible" journey, I noticed an odd quirk in her animations in how she moves. At first, I thought it reminded me of a ballerina, 'cause she's kinda tip-toeing, & she has this way of keeping her head & chest in one place as she moves, but I looked again & realized --

That's not ballet! She's doing a tight-rope act. Like, look at this one:

This is like standing up on the wooden boards before you do the actual tight-rope walking, & the ring leader is hyping you up as you do some fun movement for the crowds. &, then, these:

These are all instances where she walks with one foot directly in front of the other. In that third, she's doing the "woaaah" wiggly-ass balance movements & everything, as if she's swaying up at the top of the tent, even though she's down on solid ground.

Idk, I feel like the way her feet are placed isn't accurate (pretty sure they should be pointed left & right, not both forwards...) doesn't make this 100% correct, but I like it. It also connects back with her first SB teaser, wherein she's up in the rafters.

[ccborrega]

Clara, take my hand, hear the music Now that the Dance of the Dolls has begun!

[radiotrophicfungi]

by the way, are there any disability-specific blinkies anyone would particularly like to see? my inbox is probably going to remain closed for the sake of my own sanity, but you can always drop a reply down below. :-)

[fictionadventurer]

Potential September Reading

The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien (ideally in audio)

An English Squire by Christabel R. Coleridge

A Sherlock Holmes story (and/or a screen adaptation)

C.S. Lewis nonfiction

A sensation or mystery novel

A piece of one of the Psmith stories

Some kind of nonfiction book

[treason-and-plot]

OC Obscure Associations Tag

I was tagged by @mercury101 and @bool-prop- thank you very much! I chose Roy as my OC. And I just noticed that Roy and Salem have the same middle name! (I feel really dumb or it could be because I'm hungover today but I had the WORST time trying to format my answers so in the end I just screenshotted a draft email, lol.)

I would like to tag @echomoria @windermeresimblr @bagesims @streetlites @drawing-way-outside-the-lines and @ratztom.

[venacoeurva]

I remembered those sweater dresses existed, hence this couple’s photo

Also the upside down sea sunset is a motif with Kurk, probably gonna be a symbol for him?

-Please do not reupload, edit, or use.-

[inspiteofganon]

I'm not really a "shipper" per se but I will admit that the utter lack of gansheik stuff anywhere is a real surprise to me. You can't hardly even find platonic stuff of them having a dynamic despite all the fuel that the manga gives for tension and potential interactions.

[lunelfy]

OCs as Obscure Associations ;

Thank you @lilypixels for the tag! ^-^/

I've been writing a new story for a school project, so I thought it would be a nice challenge to list these facts for him.

"Though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, so that you through his poverty might become rich."

ANIMAL: Jaguar & Sheep COLOURS: Gold-blond, white, black, cream MONTH: July SONGS: Searching for a Spouse NUMBER: 19 PLANTS: Delphinium & Zinnias SMELLS: Vanilla & ylang-ylang GEMSTONE: Amber, Calcite, Citrine TIME OF DAY: 12 in the afternoon SEASON: Early summer PLACES: Estrell's Well FOOD: Light-cubune DRINKS: Ginger cocktail ELEMENT: Air and Fire ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: ♌︎♎︎♐︎ SEASONING: Star anise (badiane) SKY: Clear with sheep-clouds WEATHER: Airy and sunny MAGICAL POWER: Starstruck Radiance WEAPONS: Sharpened feather SOCIAL MEDIA: non-existent MAKEUP PRODUCT: White mascara CANDY: Banana chips dipped in coconut cream METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Star beams ART STYLE: Baroque+Neoclassic+Romanticism? FEAR: Failing the union with his moon-pal MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: White Phoenix PIECE OF STATIONERY: Ivory paper THREE EMOJIS: 🌟🎷🍋 CELESTIAL BODY: Sun & Saturn

I tag: @autumnserenade @poisonedsimmer @silwermoon-sims @izayoichan and whoever else likes to write something fun for their OCs ♥ :)

[scatterpatter]

Feeling normal again

[raiiny-bay]

oc questionaire

tagged by @sikoi & @salemssimblr (ty for the tags <3)

NAME: Kelly Parker

NICKNAME: Kel, Parker, Redhead, & (on rare occasion) Benny

GENDER: male, he/him

STAR SIGN: taurus

HEIGHT: 5'5

ORIENTATION: bi

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: american, white

FAVORITE FRUIT: lmao

FAVORITE SEASON: winter

FAVORITE FLOWER: iris

FAVORITE SCENT: ngl, it's probably weed

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: hot chocolate

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 10

DOGS OR CATS: cats

DREAM TRIP: he'd honestly be happy just taking a day to trip to go to a concert or something. he's not particularly interested in traveling.

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 2-7 + Dhes

RANDOM FACT: his island in animal crossing is named hot topic

i tag @teddybearsims, @mattodore, @barbieaiden, @wldestluv-rs, @morrigan-sims, @fizzytoo, @void-imp, & @nekrophoria (feel free to ignore ofc!)

[dailydemonspotlight]

Camazotz - Day 63

Race: Raptor

ATMA Avatar of Bat

Alignment: Dark-Law

July 3rd, 2024

I've been playing Digital Devil Saga lately, and combined with my erratic mood swings, what else would be more fitting for today's DDS than a blood-draining bat who leaves those in its wake feeling hollow? This also marks the second demon in a row to originate from South American mythology, though this one is its own can of worms- or, maybe, bucket of blood...? No, that's stupid. Regardless, though, today's Demon of the Day is a curious fellow originating from very specific Mayan cults, and a personal favorite of mine- Guatemala's own lord of the night, patron of giant vampire bats, and a terrifying blood-sucking deity, Camazotz!

A lot relating to Camazotz is hard to dig into, let alone digest- purportedly worshipped as a central deity in ancient Mayan culture, this great-winged bat appears scantly, yet its influence cannot go understated. This is made even more confusing by evident conflation between Camazotz and a completely different concept, that of 'The Camazotz,' a race of giant bats found in the underworld in the Polpol Vuh, a chronicle going into the creation myth of humanity itself in Mayan mythology. As is purported in it, the Camazotz weren't actually a single, unified deity, and instead were an entire separate race of giant bats found in the Mayan afterlife, known as Xibalba.

People also often purport that this race may have been a mythological explanation for the extinct, but then-present giant race of vampire bats called Desmodus draculae. This, of course, makes things a mite more complicated- the death bat may have been conflated with recollections regarding a completely separate bat god that is left unnamed, as there is evidence of worship to a single, unified bat deity in ancient Mayan culture. Camazotz itself is also purported as being a single, great bat spirit in the underworld, not quite a god but still immensely powerful in its own right. And, well, let's get into that.

The main appearance of the Camazotz comes in the Polpol Vuh, as is to be expected, and they have quite an interesting role- in one of the trials the two protagonists, Hunahpu and Xbalanque, have to survive during their expedition into Xibalba, they're challenged with staying the night in Zotzilaha- the House of Bats. The legend tells of how they had hid away within their blowguns to last the night, but eventually, perturbed by the lack of the wings flapping from the bats outside, one of the brothers dared to stick his head out. This is when Camazotz, who was watching, striked. In an instant, the brother was decapitated, and his head used as a ball for the deities to use in their next ballgame. As morbidly hilarious as this story is, it does give us some insight into Camazotz's role- as a spirit of the night, he clearly showed both trickery and strength.

Of course, this origin is hard to pinpoint, and I'm honestly unsure as to if there was a single Camazotz or an entire race of them who were attacking the brothers, as a lot of things surrounding this great vampire bat are frustratingly murky. Of course, as it comes down to a lot of the time with these demon spotlights, a lot is left up in the air due to the loss of primary sources through history, but with the connection to the long-dead Desmodus draculae species of vampire bats, it's possible to come to several interesting conclusions. There are even beliefs that the traditional blood sacrifices that the Mayans were known for were partly inspired by Camazotz, but that's a rabbit hole I'll leave you to dig into.

Now, as for how Camazotz is depicted in the series, the design has grown on me a lot. While originally seeming to just be a giant bat with sickles, the strange, wrapping hands, the ornaments, and the skulls all paint it in a uniquely Mayan light that I'm really quite fond of. Of course, it also appears in Digital Devil Saga, but frankly I'm not quite sure what to make of a lot of ATMA avatars, and Camazotz is no real exception. As much as I love DDS, the avatars definitely need to grow on me a bit more for me to really appreciate them.

Overall, though, the design works wonders, and I really do enjoy it. Too bad the sprite compression in SMT IV makes it almost completely incomprehensible, but... well, alas, that's what happens to games on the 3DS.

[autisticrosewilson]

First of all, you have given me so much to work with, thank you so much. Second of all, I’m really glad you could see where I was going with Grant’s real test not actually being about killing Slade. Third of all, I absolutely love what you’ve suggested with the powers and I am currently designing met gala esque outfits for the trio and Tara’s specifically is really fun to play around with. I’ve been thinking to show they’re becoming more divine I’ll change their hair and eye colours but not their faces for the most part. I was drawing robin Jason with Natalia and decided he should have brown eyes and a crooked nose from breaking it as a kid but once he returns his eyes get weird (eg go blue and occasionally other colours), a patch of his hair went white and he lost all of his scars. Also, I think the closer they get to divinity I’m gonna draw cracks on their body that glow with their specific colours just to hammer home how they’re shedding their mortal forms.

With Tara being able to see the strings of fate, I though it’d be fun to give her a harp and then with Jason having the see no evil trait I thought it’d be fun to give him weighing scales since lady justice wears a blindfold. Idk what to give Grant though. I mean probably a weapon of some sort or maybe a Shepard’s crook that he can turn into a scythe to play into the sheep, wolf, Hunter thing.

With Jason and Tara’s splintering, I love the idea of them making fun of Grant for being the baby god. He hasn’t even had a cult yet, gosh he’s so young. Also them being besties just holds a special place in my heart.

And I just came up with this, of course they have parallels to the trinity but in universe rumours of their existence have been around much longer than Bruce, Clark and Diana. They’re the big three of the justice league but these guys are justice gods. So they start calling themselves the justice trinity but then people get confused about which trinity is which because the justice leagues’ trinity sounds awfully close to the justice gods’ trinity. The new all caste is certainly more distinctive branding but the point isn’t to be distinctive, it’s to be petty.

I'm so glad my unmedicated rambling helped!!! And I'm so excited for the outfits!!! I love when characters start becoming less and less human, when they're stuck in that uncanny valley spot of not quite human but not entirely Other, when they lose control and the cracks start to show...um I should probably give a warning for slight body horror elements. Not in the gore sense, in the "this body is not made of flesh and there is something divine clawing it's way out". Uh also there are teeth. Just. Teeth. I dipped into a little bit of cosmic horror at the end there because I wanted to cover my bases with mixed mythologies

Jason, with his defined splinters, is usually depicted with three faces in ancient texts. The Child, gaunt and dark colored, is said to appear before the downtrodden and impoverished. The few stories remaining tell of kindly people who give him an offering, and in exchange he reveals his true form, with his crown of golden ivy and beautiful strong wings to gift them bounties of food and water and riches. Other stories tell of not so kind encounters, where The Child witnesses an injustice - typically against women or children - and again reveals his true form, one with clawed hands and a mouth dripping with blood. Scholars argue what the wings looked like, but whichever All-Caste member annotated it before has compared their likeness to either a Robin or a Shrike.

There's also The Ghost, He appears young at first glance, but his hair is wirey and gray, his eyes milky and unseeing, in bloodied armor he greets the souls of the damned as they're delivered to him, and with scarred hands he wipes the tears of children taken too soon. Accounts of this face are few and far between, but all of them are entrenched in sorrow.

Finally there is The Soldier, scarred and still smoking from the ruins of battle he emerges, giving voice to the weak and resources to the needy. He champions revolutionaries and philosophers first, a strategist who delights in the liberation of the people from corrupt systems. Accounts of him usually come from times of famine and war, and he was particularly popular with poor villages, who would mark the graves of their dead with the symbol of his sword as offerings. For some reason or other, he got particularly popular with the youth, girls and boys both seemed to pray for him and leave him offerings.

The way these manifest on Jason is subtle at first. I could go the body horror route, but I won't. Yet. Instead I think his splinters show up as reflections, shadows, imprints. The faint echo of bell-like laughter when Jason does a move he learned as Robin, the image of a younger him with longer hair and unblinking eyes staring at him in the mirror. It gets worse when he gets the blades, the white streaks his hair, the swirling mark covers more of his skin every time he uses them, he trails the scent of smoke and blood behind him like a signature. His scars...they should disappear. They have for everyone else who used the pit, but instead his skin starts cracking. Any place he's ever been scarred glowing cracks break up his skin. He can't feel them, but he's always aware of them, the meaning behind them, the divinity literally leaking through his body. His eyes aren't brown anymore. They aren't even green. He looks in the mirror and they are copper, molten and burning. He tries his best to keep his mask on.

What do you think of when you imagine the word divinity? Probably something like Tara. Something with skin carved from stone, with moss and fungus crawling up her legs and snow laden shoulders. They say her hair is made of swirling clouds and the sun and moon are her eyes.

Some say she's a nymph although no one knows what kind. You're just as likely to see her name among the naiads as the dryads. Whether flowers bloom where she dances or waves crash when she sings, she's known to be more vicious towards suitors than her sisters.

Others have said she's a faerie, who takes the faces of lost daughters and lovers, slipping into their places seamlessly, forcing unruly men to pay their dues. Others say she's a shifter of a different sort, with a shawl of feathers and a crown of twine and gems. Stories range from men trying to steal her coat (and paying dearly) to lost children returned safely home on the back of a swan.

Tara doesn't think about it at first, the way gravity tends to cede to her, she doesn't notice how sunflowers turn their faces towards her instead of the sun. She doesn't notice the way her face...shifts. it's imperceptible really, and it's not like she looks in the mirror all that often. But everyone around her notices it, on some level, the way her expressions are off. A little too exaggerated. The way her limbs bend just a little too oddly. The way she never looks quite the same as she did the day before, the way she picks up features from the people around her the way she picks up rocks from ground to add to her collection. Clay molded subtly into the image of those she loves, a museum of everyone she's ever met. She does notice when her hair starts going white at the ends, the strange way her hair starts to curl unnaturally, almost floating. She's not so upset about her eyes, the deep blue of her father that has glared down at her day after day, she has changed her hair, her face, her language but she could not change her eyes. It seems she didn't have to, when she wakes up with one a little too silver to be gray and one a little too gold to be brown. And then her skin starts splitting, a cavern made from a broken rib and ravines made by the slashing of knives. She doesn't even bleed anymore, they never scab over. They crystallize, amber like ambrosia, like ichor. Her body a geode waiting to be cracked open to let the thing within finally break free.

They know the least about Grant, whatever he used to be. Half written scrolls, torn or burnt or simply stopped abruptly, illegible journal entries with symbols never recorded in any known language, half finished sketches where the details are never quite clear. A few things are usually consistent though, signs that he's been there, usually from hunters down on their luck or the particularly old and sickly. First, the howling. Like a wolf or a storm, although later accounts would add that it occasionally sounds like a mechanical whirring. Then the rabbits, dead and gutted, but not a trace of blood. Piles of them left in heaps on doorsteps or windowsills. Some have reported knocking at strange hours or finding teeth in their homes, a mix of human and animal. There is one photo on record, the most recent thing in the archive most likely, of claw marks on the side of a barn, too big and oddly serrated, certainly not from anything native to the area. Elderly that report these phenomena typically pass from heart problems within the week, according to some of the old medical files.

Grant came back wrong. Physically, at least. He knows that he's still himself for the most part, dying didn't make him a selfish asshole he did that all on his own, but...but something is wrong with him. It's the way lightbulbs flicker when he's mad and how cameras, no matter the quality, never quite get a clear shot of him. The way Joey can't ever grasp his features, not fully, the details slipping from his mind like water. The way eyes on his face slide right past, unable to look directly at him. It's in the gray spreading from his roots and his eyes too wide and dark to belong to something human. It's the way death clings to him like a second skin, sickly and pallid turning the tips of his fingers gray. His teeth are starting to feel too sharp for his mouth, and he hears things no one else does, whispers of voices that Are Not and Can't Be. The worst part is the orange, liquid candlelight under his skin, lighting up all of his veins and scars, webbing together like the world's worst game of connect the dots. No, there is no mistaking him for something human, so there is no reason to try. If this is his fate then he will take it, because he is not a sheep and he will not be a wolf, he is a hunter, and he is hungry.