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[dippedanddripped]

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[brandondull]

Offset portrait shot by Brandon Dull

[thatsorand-o]

[sinning-23]

Publicity Pt.7

Warnings: fighting, swearing, smoking, y/n can fight and Paula can too apparently, bathroom stall? makeout, cunnilingus, proper use of a tooth gap, hair pulling, crying and cumming but also crying cause you’re drunk, multiple orgasms, unprotected (wrap it up sluts), confirmed relationship, drunk sex? kinda? tipsy? IDK-

A/N: So this chapter is a hot mess and maybe 2D and y/n finally have that much needed discussion about what they are before shit gets any worse. I HOPE YALL ENJOY? SORRY THIS ONE TOOK ME A BIT-

P.S this one is for the 2018/2017 rap girlies (#raesremmurd, #migos, #y/n shakes ass)

Link to:

Publicity Pt.5

Publicity Pt.6

Enjoy!

“Baddie baddie shot o’clockkkk!” You slur, a wide smile over your face and Noddle giggles all the same.

The bass was booming, and the strobe lights of the club made the slight shimmer in the dress Noodle lent you shine like stars. At least that’s how you felt now 7 shots deep.

You feel so much lighter, an air of confidence and calm washing over you as liquor fills your system.

"Gotta hand it to Murdoc, not a bad idea coming out tonight," You admit with a slight smirk.

You can feel a set of eyes burning into you as you raise the next dark brown shot to your lips. He's watching you, standing against the wall across the way as Paula talks his ear off.

2D's disinterested though, a cigarette hanging from his lips as you swallow down the liquid. Your tongue slips out to lick your lips clean. He faintly shakes his head, briefly looking at Paula, who had stopped talking to sneer at you.

That shot was well earned, especailly after the car ride had you really pushing your limits.

-2 hours ago in the car-

You finally sit back, releasing your grip on the seatbelt as the radio plays. You feel your phone vibrate, the message from Noodle making you sigh.

🍜: I’m about to cuss him out,, why the fuck is she on his lap?!?!

With how hard you rolled your eyes you’re surprised you didn’t see the back of your skull,

Reply: Don’t know, don’t care. I’ll be too drunk to gaf in about 10 minutes

Paula leans foreward, making eye contact with you.

“So, you get around- I mean, get out a lot y/n?” She asks, your blood already boiling but you pride yourself on remaining calm.

“Don’t need to. Get around I mean, I usually can stay faithful to one person.” You hum, hearing noodle choke back a laugh.

“You seem to though, get around?” You speak again, Russel looking at you from the rear view mirror.

It’s a warning of sorts. He knows a fight is bound to break out at any moment. 2D huffs out a laugh which he covers with the clear of his throat.

“‘Scuse me? I-.” Paula’s got this grimace on her face, and the look is making you feel slightly better.

“Oh no you misunderstand. I meant you party often?" You hum, seeing her eye twitch.

The car parks, each of you stepping out and easily walking through the entrance. You can feel eyes on you, but you can’t tell who’s. Russel's because of the caride, Murdoc, because he knows whatever schemes he's got going is working, or 2D...because he can see just how pretty you look in that dress.

It doesn’t matter.

-Currently-

If someone didn’t scoop you up and toss you over their shoulder soon, you would surely be knocked out at the booth Murdoc swindled somehow. Speaking of which? That slimy fucker was nowhere to be seen, having eyes on this little blonde thing that walked in when you all arrived.

You knock back another, and the liquid starts to taste more and more like water.

“Listen, we need to go dance before we- oh my god y/n, LISTEN!” Noodle gasps, her hand grabbing your shoulder as you pause to try and hear better, eyebrows knitting together in focus.

The beat is somewhat ominous, the vocals coming in low at first over the crowd but you catch it, that bass hitting with the lyrics

Rack city bitch

Rack rack city bi-

You’ve never hopped out of your chair quicker, stumbling a bit but gripping Noodle's wrist as you both giggle wildly. The floor had filled up with several people each finding their own space to dance. You can't help the way your hips roll with each vibration of bass, your hands coming to rest on your knees.

The room is spinning, palms coming to hold your waist as you complete a successful body roll. You hope they're his, but you know it's not deep down. They don't feel like his. Don't rub little circles on your waist like he would.

Don't grip like his do.

The flash of cameras catches you off guard but again, you're too drunk to care. The media team would have to deal with it later.

"Damn mama, I didn't know you could do all that." The stranger speaks, your mind blocking his face out.

It didn't matter who he was...because he wasn't D.

"Yeah, anyway, Noodle?" You call, feeling yourself become irritated the longer he speaks.

"What's your deal, I'm tryna talk to you?" He scoffs, but you simply look through him in hopes of seeing Noodle's round glasses.

No luck.

"Okay, I don't care. I'm looking for my friend so move." You scoff back, pushing past him in a bit of a drunken haze.

The stranger smacks his lips and its also a miracle he doesn't make a bigger deal of the situation. You stumble to a wall, head spinning as you take a breath. Yeah that was fun but...it would've been better if it was him.

You curse yourself, looking around, your stomach sinking at the feeling of being alone. Noodle disappeared, Murdoc was gone, Russel, you couldn't even remember where the booth was...and 2D......

2D was probably being seduced by that wicked woman Paula and maybe she was sucking the fuckin soul out of him. Your eyes sting, the lump in your throat working its way out in small sobs as your eyes fill with tears.

Crying in the club? Seriously?

You try to hide in the darkened corner, trying not to ruin your makeup as your heart aches. You shuffle to the bathroom, drunken ladies much like yourself offering you comfort as you try to fix your melted mascara and eyeliner.

The washroom empties, leaving you alone in from of the mirror, overstimulated and ready to leave.

"Are you seriously crying right now?" She speaks, an amusement of sorts lacing her tone.

Paula stands at the sink beside you, applying a fresh coat of deep red lipstick.

"I mean, I would be too if I thought I had a chance at something serious with Stupot." She hums, mater-of-factly.

You can feel your fists balling up at your sides, the sober self-restraint you had dwindling.

"What's your problem? Why are you being such a vicious bitch!? You don't even know me!" You argue, stepping to her as she does the same, quite skilled at making you feel small.

"Honestly, I couldn't care less about you. But Stu, I think I got another chance with 'im. Murdoc seems to think so, and I want my spot in this band back." She admits, your eyes scanning her with rage.

"So you come and squeeze your ass where it doesn't fit? Didn't you want to go after Murdoc in the first place?" You rage, fists still clenched with the last, dwindling ounce of restraint you have left.

"I can have em' both. Stu is a lil.. well let's be honest daft, and Murdoc knows exactly what I wan' an' how to give it to me."

Your knuckles turn white.

"I doubt he'll make me leave the band, he's desperate." She explains, backing up from the mirror, and flashing a smile.

You're at a loss for words, anger boiling within you. Paula walks out, the click of her heels echoing down the hall. You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. It's almost as if your reflection speaks to you.

"You're just gonna let that slide? Go fuck her up y/n."

You didn't need to be told twice, your strides were quick and focused, and the only thing on your mind was to wind up and let her have it. You spot her at the bar, her head turning towards you as your palm pulls back.

Whatever drink she had in her mouth went flying out.

She stumbles, reaching for a fistful of your hair and you yelp, taking each punch she throws while she drags you onto the main floor.

The flashes of cameras and the sounds of Nicki Minaj blaring only stimulate you more as you use your leg to kick her off you. Your arm swings full force, landing almost helicopter-like punches as you chant swears, your knuckles becoming bruised.

You can feel your eye pulsing and blood trickle down your lip.

Paula manages to flip you, her fist back in your hair as she lands more punches. Between heaves of 'Bitch, bitch, bitch" and "let me go hoe", the two of you hash it out and are way far less sophisticated than you anticipated.

-moments before disaster-

Stuart sits in the booth, cheek resting again on this palm as music booms through the club. He wasn't sure where you were, that was his biggest concern. Earlier he'd seen you sprint to the floor to dance and some dude had managed to wedge his way to you.

Yeah, it pissed him off but...was he really allowed to be upset right now? You two...weren't in an established relationship. He said he had feelings for you but that was it. Then Paulal showed up and things just felt tense.

The car ride pissed him off, why Paula decided to sit herself where you belonged, he didn't know. However. before he could protest you were already entering the car. He wanted to die right then and there, the look of utter irritation and betrayal written on your face made his heart sink.

And now, you're nowhere to be found...probably with that guy you were dancing with... He perks up at the sound of swearing, something that sounds like confrontation. The crowd seems to swarm to one spot and he can hear your voice, raging and heaving.

"BITCH! GET UP! GET UP!"

Russel, who had been sitting at the booth with him, was already getting up to go separate you from your opponent. He squeezes his way past, spotting both you and Paula beat up, the fight looking to have been pretty fair. The brunette's hair was knotted, red lipstick smudged, and glasses cracked. He doesn't know what to feel, tugging your back as you spit more insults through gritted teeth, lunging to attack her again as she does the same.

-currently-

You're unsure of who won because both of you were being pulled apart by either security or a stranger who just wanted to finish dancing and drinking.

"Wha' happened?!" 2D gasp, tugging you away as you spit blood at her feet, animosity clouding your vision.

"I'm sick of her ass that's what happened. She's a fuckin snake D." You explain, lurching forward as she shoots you a blood-filled smirk.

"Sure am you sleazy twat!" She seethes back, rage flashing in your eyes before you're pulled back again.

You're being dragged away faster than you can process, adrenaline still rushing through your veins as your knuckles twitch. You look up, only seeing a mess of blue hair.

Your stomach drops when you reach a neutral bathroom and when the door clicks locked.

"...D, I-I'm sorry I-"

"Stop. You go' a busted lip" He speaks shortly, running multiple paper towels under the faucet before ringing them out and approaching you.

The lights are dim and, your body beginning to ache now. The cold paper towel meets your lip and you avoid eye contact, silently awaiting something, anything.

"She fucking evil." You whisper, looking down at your shoes, only to have him lift your chin.

"You beat 'er pretty good though," He hums, taking care to not apply too much pressure.

Your head is still fuzzy, the room having a slight spin.

"I did? I was running on whiskey and rage." You giggle, seeing him smile faintly.

"Yeah, I thin' thas' enough for you for tha' nigh'" He explains, a slight frown replacing the brief smile.

"Are we okay?" He asks finally, giving you whiplash almost.

"W-What do you mean? I mean...I don't know. We don't have a label for this and Paula's been all over you. You haven't seemed too much against having her again." You speak tone albeit quite bitter.

When you finally tear your gaze from the tile floor and look up, he's already staring at you, hurt. Fuck that look...those stupid pathetic puppy eyes. Like he was lost and the only guide was you.

"What? No, I.- again? Who told you we-?" He's got so many questions he can barely complete the sentences.

"Murdoc. And Noodle gave me the rest of the details, but that doesn't matter. You didn't even stick up for me. Or dismiss her... or I don't know. But that's not your responsibility because we're not together."

"Oh..." He states simply, brows furrowed just as much as yours now.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn' think you...I don' know I thought that maybe that was only a one-time thing and you didn' wan' me hangin' all over yo-"

"Why would I want that?! Dude, I literally told you I didn't want to mess up whatever this was and you told me you had feelings for me. I want you!" You burst, eyes wide at your confession.

"You do? Though' that' guy you was dancing with was takin' up your attention." He states almost as if you're playing him.

How many trust issues did this guy have?

"Yes Stu, why would I lie. Why would I fucking fight with her over you? I've literally never done that before. Ever. And I was just trying to make you jealous! Kept wishing it was you..." You explain, lifting your bruised knuckles whilst shaking your head in disbelief.

"I want you." You reitorate, eyes searching his. He's not thoroughly convinced almost, his pitch-black hues scanning yours for a hint of malice, maybe even dishonesty.

He finds none.

You can't help but cup his cheek, feeling kinda stupid for the events of the night but it didn't matter now. Like magnets, the two of you pull towards one another, pausing for reassurance between your lips meeting.

He doesn't hesitate to close the gap.

Sobering, you pull him closer, your fingers lacing through the hair at the back of his neck and he whines.

You can feel his body envelope yours, his own hand mimicking your movements, one hand at your waist while the other guides your kisses, each deepening by the second.

Neither of you bother to pull away for air, puffs of air hitting your face as you maneuver to grip the collar of his shirt.

"Here? N-Now? Right now?!" He asks in a huff, face flushed and red under the dim lighting.

"Fucking, yes. Now." You insist, eyebrows furrowed, you pop each button one by one.

"W-Wait no you're drunk,' He gulps, gripping your wrists.

What?! No no no! Why give you that kiss and get you all worked up as if you weren't running off adrenaline? A whine leaves your lips and you rest your forehead on his chest,

"A-A little but please? Please I need you." You whimper, the strap of your dress sliding down.

"Love, you're not...you need to sober up. And I don't thin' you wan' this in a bathroom stall." He explains, pressing a kiss to your temple.

No convincing this one. You sigh, nodding before standing and using him for support. Your phone dings in your dress's pocket and with another heavy sigh you answer.

3 missed calls 7 new messagess 🍜: Who was that guy you were dancing with??? 🍜: Hey whered you go? Missed call from 🍜 🍜: Hey girl where are you? I think Paula finally left D alone you should talk to him 🍜: Girl answer your phone! Missed call from 🍜 🍜 : Holy shit there's a figth?! Two chicks- 🍜 : OH my god that's you?! AND PAULA 🍜 : Where did you and D go? We're outside in the car we need to bounce asap! Missed call from 🍜

You blink hard, glancing up at 2D who’s got one arm around your waist, the other keeping you steady, holding your free hand with care.

“We gotta go. Like now. I think everyone’s in the car.” You whisper, feeling your head start to hurt.

He nods, planting another soft kiss to your temple.

“I know, jus’ focus on keepin’ your balance.” He explains, doing his best to keep you guys along the darkened walls of the club.

Just outside was the bullet-hole-filled Camaro. Inside are Noodle and Russel. Both of them sitting front seat. You stumble down the stairs and into the car with a heavy sigh.

“I’m sorryyyy.” You groan, reaching for Noodle's shoulder as she lets out a breath of relief.

“Girl don’t do that again! I didn’t know where you were!” She scolds, gripping your hand with a scowl.

“I was looking for you but I couldn’t find you!” You explain, telling her about what had happened from the washroom all the way to the dance floor and the way up to the fight.

“About that, where’s Paula?” You ask, looking beside you as if she’d just appeared somehow.

“Quit I guess. Said she’s getting her stuff later and just caught a ride after you whooped her ass.” Noodle chuckles. Showing you clips of a video that was already posted on Instagram.

“Fuck, my media team is gonna kick my asss.” You huff, already thinking of what you’d be reprimanded for upon your arrival in New York.

You groan, eyes squeezing shut. You can feel 2D squeezing your hand, keeping you grounded as the car takes turns you won't quite remember by the morning. Speaking of which, you don't even quite remember how you got back to the studio so fast. Hell, you didn't even know how you got up the stairs and seated atop a soft mattress.

A mess of blue hair and a gentle touch remove your heels, each strap pulled off your sore ankles and feet before being set aside. He pulls bobby pins from your hair, each one clinking softly against the nightstand which held an ashtray and the blunt you two had smoked the prior.

Your head is clearing up now, at least a little and he raises a cup with a straw to your lips.

"You're treating me like a princess." You hum, using your free hand to cup his cheek.

He only smiles softly, setting the water aside before kissing you're forehead. What the fuck were you two? The dreaded forehead kiss?! You don't have time to question it because he's already out the door, reminding you that he'd be right back.

You swing your feet off the edge of the bed, the water helping keep whatever headache at bay.

It's dark, the only source of light being the faint glow of the bathroom. Standing, you clumsily walk to the bathroom, observing your state in the mirror, growing at the realization of how fucked your face was.

Mascara and eyeliner were smudged and melted over your eyelids, while the gloss you wore had long gone. In its place was a gash, dried blood surrounding the won't as you poke your lip out to inspect.

Glitter littered your cheeks and adorned the growing bruise there. Your eye's swelling had gone down so that was a plus... You sigh, looking briefly as 2D when he re-enters the room, catching your displeased look in the mirror.

"Got you some pajamas" He offers, offering a soft glace.

"Why don't you just let me wear one of your shirts?" You ask, pleading almost as he paused, but complies, guiding you back t the bed to sit.

He's careful, lifting your dress over your head, face flushing as the sight of your body. God you're just too pretty for your own good. There's a pause, the eye contact strong between the two of you and you cant help but crack first, your arms looping around his neck.

"Thank you, for taking care of me." You whisper, bodies melting together as he tugs this dress shirt of.

"Always. He states simply, your lips meeting again, and you can taste the remnants of a cigarette and butterscotch on his tongue.

The room is filled with soft gasps, mainly on your end as 2D practically caters to you, gauging your every move.

"Le' me make everythin' up to you darlin'" He states, not a question, more of a plea.

"Thought you said I was too drunk?" You recall, raising a accusatory brow.

"We're both drunk" He chuckles, the look in his eyes solely trained on you and filled with anticipation.

"I was jus tryin' t' be responsible'" He explains, seeing a slight grin take its place over your lips.

"Yeah right, drunk and responsible don't even go together." You huff, connecting your lips again as he happily accepts.

Downnn your neck he trails searng hot kisses, sences heightened by the last bit of alcohol still in your bloodstream

"Hey, you don't have to-"

"I want to, 'specially after everythin' yesterday and tonigh'." He explains, already at your waist, peppering kisses along the hem of your panties.

"You already made it clear I'm all you want...now it's my turn."

He nips at your thighs, the sting making you jolt.

Long, slender fingers curl over the waistband and tug the fabric swiftly down your thighs, over your knees, and off past your ankles. You can feel his breath just ghosting over your wetness, each puff of air sending a chill of anticipation down your spine.

He parts his lips, enveloping your folds with a slow, open-mouth kiss, taking time to close over your clit. You jolt again, this time a loud "Ah!" spilling past your lips. You can feel him smirk, and both hands come to rest against either of your thighs.

With brows knitted together in pleasure, 2D takes his chance to look at up at you from under his lashes.

So pretty.

Your head tiled back against the pillows, bruised knuckles turning white as you squeeze the sheets. It's almost impossible to look away as he eats you for all your worth. He particularly enjoys how your back arches off the mattress when he decides to push two fingers into you.

"FFFuck Stu, I-Im gonna cum," You speak breathlessly, more of a warning to him than anything.

"I know, can' feel you squeezin' down on me." He huff happily, curling his fingers in, up, and out again.

Its enough to snap the line of pressure that'd been building since he first slipped your dress off.

You lurch forward, hot, heavy moans rolling off your tongue in waves as he laps up your arousal, humming in satisfaction.

"So good love, you taste so good." He praises, peppering soft kisses over your core all the way back up to your lips.

Despite the exhaustion filling your body, you fight to keep going, still needing more.

Wanting more

"Need to feel you. Please, let me feel you." You beg desperately, tasting yourself on his tongue with each kiss.

"I know, I know love." He huffs, accent thick against your lip as he manages to slot himself between your legs, parted just enough to feel his bulge press against your sopping wet folds.

You've got a bruising grip on his shoulder, his lanky arm wrapping around your waist as he pushes his briefs down just enough to let his length spring free.

Still so pretty.

You're staring at it, mouth watering at the thought of having it in your mouth again. It's almost as if he can read your mind because, with a gap-toothed smirk, he captures your lips in a kiss just barely slipping the tip of his cock between your folds.

"Another time, f-fuck. Jus' le' me do this for you." He begs, whining mid-sentence at the contact.

He's warm against you, and you nod, eyes meeting his just before he pushes in.

The stretch, just as delicious as before has you sucking in a breath as he does the same. You're wrapped in one another, Your back against the pillows, arms slung around his neck now. 2D pulls your waist close, bare stomachs and chests touching as your legs wrap around his waist.

He rolls up into you, your bodies connected and burning.

"Yes, right there." You whine, burrying your makeup smudged face into his neck.

He huffs out a moan, back to gripping your waist with the hand that's wrapped around you. The other is tucked behind him, steadying himself with each upward roll of his hips.

"I've really got you this wet l-love?" He whimpers, each squelch sounding more vulgar than the last.

He rolls up hard this time, picking up his pace.

"Fuckkk yes, all you, all for you." You cry, sinking your teeth into his shoulder as he reaches the deepest parts of you.

Another thrust had your head tossing back, the moan tearing from your throat making him push again, lips kissing against your pulse. He sets a bruising pace, the echo of your bodies meeting over and over combined with the faint squeak of his bed.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry I- fuck don't stop," You whimper, feeling him shake his head against your neck, his mouth coming to envelop one of your nipples.

Your eyes water, tears spilling past your waterline from the sudden overwhelming guilt mixed with far too much pleasure it almost hurt.

"Don' you dare apologize righ' now. You jus' focus on feelin' good. Le' me make you feel good." He instructs, every word he speaks and every upward plunges into you sending you closer to your peak.

He kisses your tears away, moving his hand from your waist to stroke your hair lovingly.

You can feel him stutter, that same focused look on his face from before written all over his face. It's almost impossible to not look down and admire.

His face is flushed red, eyes almost closed. He's got this knot in the middle of his furrowed brows, mouth trying to find a place between slightly agape with whimpers and moans, or tucking his lower lip between his teeth.

"W-Wait, love I-need to pull-"

"Don't. Don't, just let me feel you, Stu, please." You whine, nails clawing at his back, his slender frame sitting so perfectly in your arms as he fights against his better judgment.

"Shit, y/n you can't just- oh fuck!" He groans, hips trying their best to keep pace, fighting off his own high.

"Please? I'll beg so pretty Stu."

"L-Love, I need you to say it. Say it and it's yours." He huff seriously, trying his best to keep a standard pace as to not throw you or himself over the edge too quickly.

He reached his fingers down to pinch your clit, a yelp leaving your lips as you fix them to ask exactly what you need

"Please cum in me."

It comes out as a breathless whimper, the stimulation of his thrusts mixed with his fingers and the overall tension sends your second orgasm of the night washing over you like a tidal wave, the crash trapping air in your lungs.

"Fuckkkkk yes." He whimpers, your mouths meeting once again, each sound of your releases swallowed up amongst passionate, sloppy kisses.

Heavy breaths and slow-paced thrusts only let you hear how absolutely soaked you are, 2D slowly pulling out of you. The thick ropes of cum slide down past your thighs, his length coated in you.

You're tangle with one another, lips coming back in contact with passionate firey kisses, each one softer and more loving than the last.

"Y/n," He begins, holding your face in his hands, black eyes searching yours, the tip of his nose touching yours.

"You mean so much more to me than jus' a fuck. I want you t' know tha'. An' I don' wan' you to think I'm sayin' this cause we uh..we just- anyway, will you to be my girlfrien'? Officially?" He states, panic written in his features.

It's like he was worried you'd reject him, despite having explained yourself and your feelings already.

Your heart races in your chest, eyes searching his.

This was what you wanted…so why were you so scared to accept it. The invitation of affection and adoration from the singer you'd fallen for in the span of a month you'd been working on this god-forsaken album.

After dealing with his fucking boss...and his evil ex-girlfriend, what you wished for had finally fallen into your lap, literally. And it was holding you, searching your reaction with panic.

Your heart twists and flutters at the thought of being involved...while your stomach churns with fear. What would this mean when it was all said and done...

With the album somewhat finished, you'd be shipped off to New York again at a moment's notice. You'd become strangers even. The paparazzi would get a hold of it and twist your relationship into something...Your mouth hangs open, fear lacing the response.

"Yes."

AN: Heyyyy so I made a little taglist fr some of you that seem to be really enjoying this story so far! Thank you so much for the love and support and I hope you guys are ready for the last few chapters ass I wrap this one up!

Mini taglist: @wolflikesmp100 @washed-up-and-feeling-blue

@bunbun007 @starfire21 @pop-tart0

[tsims]

Howdy! I love your style of play and the way your domestic units evolve, I would like to ask you a few questions if it's not too much trouble since I haven't played enough of the sims 3, how do you make the game rotational? Do you follow some set of rules or do you balance it with a mod? And, one more, the game runs smoothly on your laptop, don't you need something like the smooth patch from lazyduchess?Thanks, and sorry for so many questions >u<

Hello! It's not too much trouble at all.

For how I make sims 3 rotational. I use the "sims 2 aging" option in Ani's Mod of randomness. This way my sims only age when I play them. I also have story progression off, and use a mod that prevents random go steady (boyfriend/girlfriend), marriage, and divorce --- it's on sim asylum if I remember and should be easy to hunt down with a google search.

It's a lot more easy for me to keep track of and doesn't need any extra work on my end, however many sims 3 players prefer to use Nraas Caste System for a rotational system. Also, with Nraas you can pause a pregnancy (a pregnancy will keep progressing even if you leave a household with Ani's mod so I tend to play a household until a sim gives birth to stop age discrepancy.

For rules, I have a few like giving a sim a "one true career", and they keep interviewing until they get it. That way I get to play with the job hunting mod, and it's a lot of fun! I tax all my sims every Friday, and I only have sims get pregnant when they wish for it --- I have a mod by migos that means sims aren't fertile all the time, and the mod also comes with birth control and the possibly of being infertile. I only give them pets when they're asked for too. I put all my sims with "bad traits" in therapy of some kind, and follow Pleasant sims sims 2 hobby system for my sims with some tweaks (so I'm forced to play with more skills etc)

Something else I do is use real life population stats to determine how many sims can get a degree, be LGBT+, and how many sims are religious.

The save runs well on my computer, but honestly I think a big part of it is having Nraa's/Ea's story progression off, and instead playing rotationally, sims 3 lag is mostly routing errors, so sims having to age up every other day around town is hectic. Smooth patch helps with load times in cas/buildbuy etc, and mods like OhRudi's mods that make interactions take less space, and Nraa's overwatch that reset stuck sims helps the game run pretty well! Also, I have a routing fix mod that allows sims and pets interact on slopes, I'm sure that's on mod the sims.

[jojea]

characters/pairs and songs under the cut 🤙🏽

Kaname Date: Hourglass by Set It Off & Dirty Mind by 3OH!3

Aiba: I Am Not A Robot by MARINA

Mizuki Okiura: A Better Son/Daughter by Rilo Kiley

Iris Sagan: U by millennium parade

Ota Matsushita: Out Of My League by Stephen Speaks

Hitomi Sagan: In My Daughter’s Eyes by Martina McBride

Mayumi Matsushita: Homesick by Dua Lipa

Shizue Kuranushi (Boss): Woman by Doja Cat

Futa Amanoma (Pewter): Words Fail by Ben Platt

Hayato Yagyu (Falco): The Grey by Icon For Hire

Saito Sejima: devil may care by fae

So Sejima: Karma by MARINA

Moma Kumakura: My Family by Migos, KAROL G, Snoop Dogg, & Rock Mafia

Rohan Kumakura: Bury Me by Huxlxy

Shoko Nadami: Self-fulfilling Prophecy by Maria Mena

Renju Okiura: Unholy by Sam Smith

Manaka Iwai: My Immortal by Evanescence

Mama: I Like Boys by Todrick Hall

Ritsuko Enshu: Coconuts by Kim Petras

Araya Kagami: That’s Not My Name by The Ting Tings

Date & Mizuki: Neptune by Sleeping At Last

Date & Aiba: Whenever Wherever by Shakira

Falco & Iris: Suddenly by Hugh Jackman

Hitomi & Iris / Mayumi & Ota: Mother by Voices From Mars

Mizuki & Shoko & Renju: Older by Sasha Alex Sloan

Boss & Date: Woah by Jonny Glenn, Ally Hills

Boss & Hayato: Again by Flyleaf

Boss & Date & Pewter: Drunk With My Friends by Ashnikko

Date & Saito: Replay by Lady Gaga

Falco/Hitomi: Queen of the Night by Hey Violet

Renju/Pewter: Lover, Please Stay by Nothing But Thieves

Shoko/Renju: Where I Come From by Maria Mena

Hitomi/Manaka: Six Feet Under by aeseaes

Hitomi & Renju & Manaka: ilomilo by Billie Eilish

[purplezombietumbler]

"Puss in Boots: The Last Wish" Character Playlists

Puss

Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift

Sorry by Halsey

Sabotage By Bebe Rexha

Bones By Imagine Dragons

Uma Thurman By Fall Out Boy

Applause (Purity Ring Remix) By Lady Gaga

Dance With The Devil By Katy Perry

Not Over You By Gavin DeGraw

On The Floor By Jennifer Lopez ft. Pitbull

Party Monster By The Weeknd

Death

Bad Guy By Billie Eilish

Enemy By Sam Tinnesz ft. Tommee Profitt & Beacon Light

Disturbia By Rihanna

HUMBLE By Kendrick Lamar

Dead But Pretty By IC3PEAK

Happy Face By Jagwar Twin

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing By Set It Off ft. William Beckett

The Ghost By NIVIRO

Feeling Good By Michael Bublé

Devil's Train By The Lab Rats

Perrito

Sunroof By Nicky Youre & dazy

breathin By Ariana Grande

Good Time By Owl City & Carly Rae Jepsen

Stitches By Shawn Mendes

A Place In This World By Taylor Swift

Lights By Ellie Goulding

About Damn Time By Lizzo

Be Kind By Halsey

Ooh La La By Britney Spears

Shake It Off by Taylor Swift

Kitty

Hey Mama By Nicki Minaj ft. David Guetta, Bebe Rexha, Afrojack

Confident By Demi Lovato

Feeling Good by SOFI TUKKER

Waves By Normani & 6LACK

She Wolf By Shakira

Just Call By Prince Fox & Bella Thorne

Wish You'd Stayed By The Haunt

Poison By RITA ORA

I Do By Cardi B ft. SZA

Vigilante Shit By Taylor Swift

Goldilocks

Manners By Ashnikko

Rise By Katy Perry

Dumb Blonde By Avril Lavigne ft. Nicki Minaj

Diamonds By Megan Thee Stallion & Normoni

My Family By Migos, KAROL G, Snoop Dogg & Rock Mafia

We Don't Sleep At Night By Cash Cash ft. Bim

Team By Iggy Azalea

WTF Do I Know By Miley Cyrus

I Wish By Cher Lloyd ft. T.I.

I Hope You’re Happy Now By Carly Pearce & Lee Brice

[fetteredhope]

—— ( emilio sakraya. demi man, he/they. ) recently seen skateboarding at the boardwalk: enter ZAKARIA QADIR. twenty-seven years old & a sagittarius, usually observed in oversized t-shirts, baggy ripped jeans - far more jewelry than is safe for a skater; zak is a devotion local known within their circle as SPRIGHTLY + TENACIOUS, a perpetual hum of have you ever seen the rain by credence clearwater revival on salted mouth. something of the AUDACIOUS + OBTUSE follows, regardless … something to do with losing yourself to nothing but the wind thanks to the board beneath your feet - it feels eerily like home now, perhaps ? strange, what a GHOST can get up to. they’ve been heard waxing lyrical about a dream they had recently, a strange tale of a family that’s finally accepted you after years of hopping home to home. this one doesn’t stand long - there’s heat and smoke and breathing is impossible, but they always wake up before it can end the way they think it does. pay no mind to fanciful star - gazing, though: rather, mind the tangible. focus on knees that have been skinned so many times they’re perma-scarred now, choosing to laugh instead of cry whenever he’s upset - crying never did any good for him anyway, becoming attached to friends easily; they’re his found family after all. / committed to legend by bri, twenty6, they/she, est.

below are mentions of abuse, death, fire, & violence!

stats.

name: zakaria qadir.

nickname: zak.

age: twenty seven.

gender identity: demi man.

pronouns: he/they.

sexuality: bisexual.

birthday: december 22, 1995.

star sign: sagittarius.

myer-briggs: esfp.

occupation: n/a.

place of birth: devotion, south of tene.

last played on spotify: slide feat. frank ocean & migos by calvin harris.

general disposition: breezy and bullheaded.

background.

when zak was born, he spent all of 5 minutes with his mother before she was up and running off from the hospital, leaving him behind with nothing but his name

life after that was more or less the same theme - people took him in for weeks, months at a time if he was lucky, before he was eventually either kicked to the curb or a ‘better family’ was ready for him

none of the foster homes ever wanted to take him in; witches and nymphs thought him too lackluster, humans never understood his obsession with the creatures of devotion - he just never seemed to be able to fit in

of course he had friends growing up, foster siblings he kept close to his heart and still does to this day, but he’d always been obsessed with the idea of found family, of someone picking him because they actually wanted him, not because there was government money involved

there were bouts of abuse, neglect, days where zak would run away and spend freezing nights on the streets, but it didn’t change his personality; deep down to his core, zak had always been loving and selfless, albeit a bit too reckless and temperamental for his own good

around the time he was 17 and just about to age out of the foster system, a family took him in, and zak immediately knew something was different with this home - it didn’t take them a week before they were asking him to allow them to adopt him into their lives forever

it’d been a good 10 years after that; zak found his family, and he had a good set of friends, maybe he could use some work with the head on his shoulders, he still found himself in constant trouble but he was loved and taken care of, so it didn’t matter

visiting home for his birthday and the christmas holidays last year was a tradition - but when zak went to bed that night, it would be the last time he ever fell asleep, waking up weeks later confused and disoriented, and a ghost after the only family he’d known had died tragically alongside him in a house fire

ever since, zak’s known something was off, wrong about him - it was easy to just assume his family was like all the others in the end, never reaching out to him anymore, leaving him behind

it was even easier to stick with this theory when he found himself incapable of going near where their home used to stand; every time zak gets close, there’s a reason to turn around, an excuse to abandon his search and just leave them behind, make everything easier

zak’s never expressed to any of his friends he still has that he’s a ghost, mostly due to being unaware himself - he still knows there’s something off, but there’s also something keeping him from getting the answers he wants and needs, and after years of fighting, zak’s just found it far easier to pretend everything’s fine. even if he can’t go home, his chest feels hollow, and sleep escapes him no matter how exhausted he feels.

details.

literally just. a loving goofball, super protective, has gotten into several dangerous fights for his friends before he just loves too fiercely when he accepts people into his life

an adrenaline junkie through and through

still loves skateboarding, can be found stuck in a loop for hours sometimes of him just coasting down the boardwalk and laughing without realizing he’s been caught in the same moment - once for almost a whole day straight

becomes very attached very easily!!!!! its honestly destroyed some friendships and has definitely ruined relationships; becomes clingy, untrusting, scared of people leaving him etc.

it’s also made hookups a mess tho he does in fact. Participate in those Quite Frequently

there are of course details in his past life that he’s forgotten, and struggles to discuss if they’re ever brought up, accepting his death is just. Not Going To Be An Easy Task.

connections.

zak is definitely still close w a lot of foster siblings he’s had in the past so any of them!!

maybe. someone that was a part of the foster family that passed and wasn’t there the day of the house fire…….

just friends in general :D from childhood, high school, more recent etc.

ppl he’s fought in honour of friends/partners he’s had in the past

enemies fr other reasons mayhaps???

exes….. he’d have lots on both good and bad terms</3

current and past hookups!!

thats all i have so far but tbh hes an open book lets get wild.

[morrisharding]

ASTROWORLD, the third studio album by Travis Scott officially turned 5 years old last month and the impact it had on music culture and my childhood was tremendous, to say the least. The album came as a shocker to most as Travis was not as popular before this album came out. Artists like Drake, The Weeknd, Tame Impala, Frank Ocean, etc. all collaborated with Travis on this album to make it a superb experience for fans and new listeners. Hit song Sicko Mode which was the biggest single off the album was played everywhere, in schools, clubs, and concerts and sung by tons.

Before Astroworld was released I would listen to old-school rap and R&B as those were the two main genres my parents listened to. In 2018 I was in grade 7 and I was 12 years old so I was not exposed to new-age rap music as it was very vulgar and the topics being discussed were inappropriate. August of 2018 is when I experienced my first rap concert which was the Drake and Migos tour It gave me a sneak peek of the rap music culture and caught my interest as from then on I would listen to the new hot rap music that was brought out. A couple of weeks after that I would hear the song Sicko Mode on the radio that featured Travis Scott and Drake and I really enjoyed it as the beat switches, lyricism, adlibs and ect were all executed to perfection. I ended up purchasing the Astroworld album on my Apple Music and on CD and would play it every day as if it were the only album in the world I could listen to. I enjoyed every single off the album and remembered every song off of it as well. The next few months one of the only genres of music I would listen to often was new age rappers like Drake, Travis, Kendrick, Lil Uzi Vert, Migos, and more. Travis's vision for the album was set towards a younger audience as his theme for the album is based on the Astroworld theme park in Houston Texas and the beats and sounds he used in that album were very captivating for a young listener like me at the time. As time went on Astroworld was claimed as one of the best and if not the best album of 2018. He would go on tour and gross millions in revenue and collaborate with companies like epic games (Fortnite), McDonald's, PlayStation, and many more. People of all ages would soon recognize Travis Scott for his talent and effect on the music industry.

[ask-marios-apprentice]

The terrains the game

Agridulce. My home.

From Migo Island to Apost. 90 miles of adventure.

And we were going to race it.

Me and Mario had to race today to see how it would go down.

We started at the water tower (or as close as we can get to the water tower, with it still being repaired) in Apost, pass through the convention center in CaleMic, set up a marker at the Welcome sign in Afarr near the GolfMast Place, and finally reach the finish line at Jumpy's Sweetes, in San Bonita.

It started off pretty well.

I managed to out run Mario at the beginning it was pretty simple.

We set up checkpoints and traditional platforming structures as well some safety.

I passed my dad's work and said hi. Kind of wish I didn't because that made Mario zoom right past me.

The next checkpoint we had to reach was the convention center.

There were a couple power up stations for both of us to use. The person in first could use a Kuribos Shoe, and the second person could use a blue shell (arguably not a power up.)

I was still in second place at that time.

So I ended up getting the blue shell.

I decided to wait until towards the end so I could try and maximize how I was going to do this.

There was this annoying section where we have to run through the mall in order to get to The welcome sigh.

I feel like I would waste too much time going over it so the best way to do it was going through.

Maybe I should have gone, through the top of the mall. Considering Mario fell through the skylight, it could have been a bit easier to lose him with a dive followed by tuck and roll technique.

After reaching the welcome sign, we had to travel through the sewers in order to get to San Bonito.

That's pretty annoying considering the ones in Agridulce aren't spacious.

After scrambling to San Bonito, we were in the final leg.

We dashed past the church, the laundromats and the former Garth memorial (there was this whole thing where people set up in an Ofrenda for me when I went missing).

Just before we made it to Jumpy's,I had pulled out my blue shell and decided to use it.

(the blue I'm talking about is a spiky one with wings, not the blue shell apparel).

I threw it.

Mario actually stops to tie his boot.

And before I could notice.

The shell hit me instead.

Mario Won.

Sigh.

I ordered some funnel cake while I was getting patched up. Since I didn't have my clutch, i sustained damage like a normal person.

Mario wanted to talk to me.

Mario: Hey. You did great out there. You really gave me for my money.

Garth: well you ended up keeping it. I know I should have done a spin jump at the highway overpass. The truck carrying Cacti was obvious.

Mario: Yeah maybe, I should have noticed and done that as well.

Garth: yeah maybe.

Mario: the race wasn't the point. The point of doing this was to get me used to Agridulce. And for you to show how far you've come.

Garth: Technically, I'm back where i started.

Mario: What I'm trying to say is that you've grown a lot. you're obviously getting better. I know one day you won't just meet my level (your platforming like I was when Bowser took over peach's castle and had me jump in those paintings for pizzas sake) but even surpass it.

Garth:... I think I feel a bit better. At least emotionally speaking, that shell hit hurt like Dickens.

I ate my funnel cake and decided to call it a day.

Now I'm going to go lay down with an ice pack on my back.

Garth signing off.

[dailyrapfacts]

Offset immortalizes Takeoff’s memory with a huge tattoo on his back

Set continues to pay tribute to Take The Hip Hop community is steal struggling to heal from the loss of Migos rapper Takeoff, who was fatal shot in October. On Sunday (April 16), Offset took to Instagram to show off a huge tattoo of Take that covers almost all of his back. “Love you 4l & after,” Set captioned the post. View this post on Instagram A post shared by OFFSET (@offsetyrn) On the…

[taxiyatri61]

Best Rate Taxi Service Throughout All of Noida

 Where is Noida located and what does it mean?

The New Okhla Industrial Development Area, also called Noida, is located not far from the border between Delhi and Uttar Pradesh. Greater recognition is given to Noida's opulent shopping complexes and tall skyscrapers. Delhi and Noida together are referred to as the National Capital Region, or Delhi-NCR. The NCR, which is primarily governed by Uttar Pradesh, is run by the Delhi State Government. This region is home to the biggest corporate buildings and best shopping malls in the nation. Among the most well-known landmarks in Noida are DLF Mall, The Great India Place, Gardens Galleria Mall, Modi Mall, Wave Mall, Atal Chowk, Buddha Smriti Park, Noida Stadium, DLF Cyber Hub, Logix Noida City Centre, GIP Cinema, and Buddha's Bowl. Since most guests are there on business, Noida Taxi Service offers a fleet of taxis for those who want to travel around the city in comfort.

Exploring Noida

Apart from shopping malls and enormous skyscrapers, some of the attractions in Noida are the Botanical Garden, the Okhla Bird Sanctuary, the Stupa 18 Art Gallery, and the Brahmaputra Market. The city's taxi services also provide inexpensive, cost-effective options that, combined with the surrounding greenery and sense of being in nature, can uplift your mood. This allows you to watch the Formula 1 Car Racing Championship at the Buddh International Circuit, where Indian competitor Narain Karthikeyan participated. It was the site of the most recent MotoGP motorcycle race.

Close by Noida

Other than shopping malls, places like Vrindavan, Bareilly, Manesar, Kasauli, Nainital, and Rishikesh are great outside of Noida for honeymoons and vacations. The most economical way to visit these places on your trip is with taxi service in Noida.

Additional Out-of-Town Visits for Noida Residents:

Ghaziabad, Kanpur, Gorakhpur, Ayodhya, Fatehpur Sikri, Lucknow, Prayagraj, and Rampur are all located in Uttar Pradesh.

Delhi, New Delhi, Amritsar, Chandigarh, Gurgaon, Jhajjar, Hisar, Haridwar, Dehradun, Rishikesh, Patna, and Gaya are the cities that are not in Noida. 

Most people come for business meetings and office work, though some come with their families or newlywed spouses to commute to some amazing temples to seek blessings and some gorgeous locations for a honeymoon after their business dealings. 

Making Nights Younger And Satisfying Taste Buds

The majority of the wealthy class, which consists of businesspeople and honeymooners, stays in and travels through Noida, so they attend events and get-togethers to socialise and make memories. In Noida, you can book a taxi to visit some great eateries and hangouts, like:

Among the businesses in Imperfecto Gardens Galleria are Reverb Rooftop Cookhouse and Bar, Skyhouse Bar and Café, Gravity Mantra, Kalpak, TAWAK, Bohemia, Spellbound, Time Machine-The Time Traveler's Pub and House of Migo.

Why is Chiku Cab there?

Our taxi service in Noida is the most affordable option among all the services offered in the city and its environs.

What sets our taxi service apart from the rest?

Reasonably priced, polite drivers, tour guide-capable guides, comfortable fleets seating four to eighteen people, airport facilities, and out-of-town, round-trip, and drop-off services.

As a result,

Should you ever need a cab service in Noida, Chiku Cab will arrive at your house. We have the following vehicles in our fleet: Tata Winger, Force Tempo Traveller, Force Tempo Traveller Max, Toyota Innova, Honda Accord, Honda City, Swift Dzire, and Swift. The prices per kilometre start at Rs 8.50.

[musicnewsweb]

ICYMI: Offset kicks off his Set It Off Tour with Kulture, Wave, Rich The Kidd, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - #migos @OffsetYRN @MIGOS #Offset http://dlvr.it/T4BmCr

[entertainmehub]

ICYMI: Offset kicks off his Set It Off Tour with Kulture, Wave, Rich The Kidd, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - #migos @OffsetYRN @MIGOS #Offset http://dlvr.it/T4Bg3C

[webseriesviral]

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[ebonynightclubblog]

Offset Announces Headlining ‘Set It Off’ Solo Tour

[Ebony Nightclub] Rolling Stone Music News: Spring 2024 will find the Migos rapper headlining 17 concerts of his own http://dlvr.it/T1mnlh