#scl tag

[sadgrrly02]

fav scl song + rerecorded version (I highly recommend both)

[absterstuff]

someone qrt’ed a post on the bird site going around with this and I think it’s about me ☹️ I don’t think it’s weird I just like drawing little creatures and plushies and touys :[

[scilou-mdr]

Fanarts on paper that I made (Eddsworld + Ocs + sunshine day)

[graydraws]

remembered art exists...been doing a lot of character design lately

[pilmyeol]

god and when they went to the engagement party cheongsoons dress shoes were ill fitting and gave him blisters and he had to keep them on the whole time they were together but now he has shoes that fit him perfectly and when he took them off to walk along the beach he hummed je te veux and

[chleem]

Not a big deal pt1

miniseries; basketball player drew x high scl student reader

Summary: You lose your virginity to a random guy at a frat party miles away from your home. A few days later, you find out that he’s your brother’s competitor, for the regional colleges’ basketball tournament. 

Genre: strangers to lovers, smut, angst, fluff

Warnings: cursing, age gap (18 & 24), protected sex (read at own caution

⋆.˚ please dont copy my work, if inspired please tag me

♡⸝⸝ (pretend drew is 24 in this one) | p2 | index | p3

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

You never thought this day would come. 

The day you lose your virginity. 

You’re in a frat house party miles away from your home, kissing an attractive stranger. Not your ideal way of losing your virginity, but at least you were doing it with an attractive guy. 

His name’s Drew. Yeah. That’s the only thing you know about him. 

And also that he’s a great kisser. 

He’s also the second guy you’ve ever made out with.

You try kissing him with the same pace he is, but that just makes him pull away, looking down at you with hooded eyes and parted lips. “Slow…just relax,” he whispers, and you nod, making him smile. 

You feel his smile against your lips, and you actually listen, slowing down and kissing him at your own pace. You tilt your head back into the pillow, and Drew takes the opportunity to kiss you deeper. 

His hands go under your skirt, massaging your bare thigh. His lips move down your neck, kissing your collarbone and cleavage. 

“Drew…” you moan softly, hands tangled into his hair. 

He pulls away from you, and you immediately miss the warmth of him. But he pulls his shirt off, and your eyes are blessed with the sight of his upper body. You also don’t miss how erected he is. “Your…shirt,” his eyes move to your chest. 

You sit up slightly, and reluctantly pull your top & bra off. Now you feel really, self-conscious. It’s your first time being naked in front of someone, and it felt…unnatural. Is he…going to judge you for your chest size? Or the freckles on around your chest area?

“Beautiful,” he whispers, which surprises you. You feel your entire body going an entire degree hotter than it already was. He then chuckles. “Beautiful,” he repeats again, before leaning in and kissing you. 

You smile against his lips, and lean back into the pillow. Your wrap your arms around his neck as he moves down your chest, and starts kissing around your breast. 

He leaves wet kisses around on both of your breasts, unwrapping and wrapping his mouth around each. Your soft moans drives him to suck on your nipples harder, giving each the right amount of attention. 

“Fuck,” you breathe out, when he’s done. He kisses down your stomach, stopping right above your skirt. You look down to meet his hooded eyes, a small trail of drool on the corner of his lips. You shyly smile, knowing you got this insanely attractive man on top of you, making you feel good. “Hey,” you breathe out.

“Hey,” he smiles softly too, his fingers playing with the ribbon on your underwear. He then looks down at your skirt, and pulls the underwear off. Cold air hits your pussy, but you like it. “I wanna fuck you in this skirt.”

Shit. Then he palms your pussy, causing you to arch your back. His free hand pins you back down, as he spreads your legs for him. “You’re soaking wet already.”

“Drew…” you softly say, wrapping your hand around his, the one around your waist. You want him to fuck you. Like, right now. You didn’t care if he found you weird for getting wet just from kissing; you just want him.

He lowers his head between your legs, and you feel his hot breath hit your pussy. Swear, you feel like an orgasm is near. “Lemme eat you first,” he says, kissing your inner thigh. Then, he presses his tongue flat against your pussy. 

“Fuck,” you moan, your hands tugging at his hair. You feel him chuckle lightly, before he starts devouring you. Drew’s tongue was good. He’s eating your pussy, as if it’s his last meal on earth. Maybe you’ll cum just on his tongue alone. 

You feel two of his fingers entering you, and you gasp loudly. It feels good, and really tight. It reminds you again that it’s your first time. Drew plants a kiss on your inner thigh, his fingers moving slowly. 

“You’re…really tight,” he breathes out, and you look down at him, between your legs. His eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the corner of his lips slightly curled up. “This…you’re not a virgin, are you?”

That comment catches you off-guard. Should you…lie? Tell the truth? Shit. Is he gonna…back out once he knows you’re a virgin? So, you lie. “Been a long time,” you breathe out, his fingers still in you. 

He chuckles, kissing your jawline. “Sure,” he sucks on your collarbone, his fingers starting to busy themselves by thrusting into your hole.  

“Shit,” you curse, breathing heavily. He thrusts his fingers deep into you, stretching you out for him. He makes sure to go deep-deep with his fingers, and you’re pretty sure you’re at your limit. 

He groans at how tight you are, moving back down between your legs. He then plants soft kisses at your pussy, his fingers slowing down. Fuck. You want him to keep going. “Drew…I, I want you,” you voice out, even though the air was practically knocked out your lungs. 

“All yours, babe.”

He pulls his fingers out of you, and gets off the bed. He strips out of his pants and underwear, his erected dick standing tall and proud. Fuck. He’s big. You’re not sure you can take it. 

Drew walks to the nightstand, opening each drawer. He gets lucky in the last drawer, finding a box of condoms. He quickly checks the expiration date, before joining you on the bed yet again. You sit up, watching in anticipation, as he tears the pack open and wraps it around his erection. 

Shit. This was really happening.; You're about to lose your virginity.

You gulp once he’s done, wondering how he’s going to fully fit inside of you. “Drew, that’s-“

“You’ll fit,” he cuts you off, softness in his voice. He pecks your lips, intertwining his fingers with yours, pinning you back down to the mattress. “You’ll fit, and it’ll feel good.”

You nod, trusting a total stranger. 

You watch him adjust his dick to your hole, but only he’ll see since the skirt covers your view. But you feel his tip against the entrance, and you want to squeeze your thighs together. 

“Fucking beautiful,” he compliments, before looking up at you. Butterflies are flying crazy in your stomach. 

He then sticks himself in, and you moan loudly. “Shit,” he kisses your jaw, and you thought that was his whole thing, but then he pushes deeper, his entire dick now nested inside you. 

“Fuck!” You gasp, your free hand scratching Drew’s back. This… this is a completely different feeling compared to just his fingers. It’s a hundred times more thick and…and rough. You’re breathing heavily, and so is Drew, his hot breath fanning your forehead. 

He then moves out, and then thrusts in. You moan, your grip on Drew tight. “Too much?” You hear teasing in his voice, and you look up at him. Sure enough, a small smirk is on his lips. 

You pull him down, and you kiss him as a reply. He kisses you back, and thrusts into you once again. This time, he thrusts harder, making you gasp into his mouth. “I don’t think… I want to go slow on you,” he whispers against your lips. 

Fuckkk. Does he know how hot he is?

“Go ahead,” you breathe out, and his hand squeezes yours tightly after hearing that. His smile is all smitten, kind of matching yours. 

He thrusts into you roughly, and picks up the pace after each one. Your moans are his motivation to keep going, as well as the sound of skin-slapping in the room. The kisses that he trails along your body just serves as a bigger help to your orgasm. 

He even takes one of your legs and hoists it upwards, to get deeper into you. He hits a spot that takes your satisfaction levels to a new ground, pretty sure that he’s hit your g-spot. “Drew…” you moan, the pleasure fogging your mind up. “You… you’re…”

“Mmh?” He groans, biting down on his lip. 

“I think I’m…fuck,” words are hard to form now. 

Was sex suppose to feel this good? Or is it just Drew that makes it feel like you’re in heaven? Either way, it feels so fucking good. 

And with your orgasm near, you’re a bit disappointed that this was ending. Who knows when you’ll find a guy who’ll have sex with you again, or if you’ll ever see this sexy guy again. “I’m close,” you finally say, looking at Drew with hooded eyes. 

“Cum on my dick, babe.”

He kisses your forehead, cheeks, jawline while giving you a few more thrusts. And when he gives you a sloppy kiss, the knot in your stomach snaps, and you cum all over his dick, just like he told you to. 

Drew continues to thrust into you, but slower this time, as he helps himself to his own orgasm. Your body goes limp, so you just watch as he uses you to cum. He moans in your ear when he finally cums, his moan like music to your ears. 

He rests his forehead against yours, the both of you breathing heavily. 

Drew’s the first one to talk. “Told you you’ll fit.”

“Yeah. And… and it was great.”

Shit. As soon as those words leave your mouth, you regret it. Who says that after sex? ‘It was great’. Are you some kind of psycho? Oh my gosh. This guy is probably rethinking all his life decisions, and hoping he never even kissed you. You’re such a stupid-

“Sensational,” he cuts off your thoughts. “It was sensational.”

You stare at him with doe eyes. What? You couldn’t help it; you burst out in laughter. His word choice is funny. He’s funny. And cute. And handsome. 

He chuckles, probably from hearing your laugh. “Just saying.”

You wrap your arms around his neck. You can’t believe that you just lost your virginity to this guy. This…guy who uses the word ‘sensational’ to describe the sex.  This guy who’s insanely handsome with a perfect body. This guy…who, who’s only looking for a hook-up. 

This guy, who you’ll never see again. 

And in this moment, you told yourself, that you'll never make yourself forget about this man.

——

You hate the jersey Luke forced you to wear. 

You didn’t even want to come to this boring basketball game, totally fine with staying at home. But, your parents insisted, since it was the ‘final championship game for regional colleges’. Yeah. Your horrible brother was able to make it to the championship game, and if he won this round, his college student debts would be payed off, or something like that. 

Well, Luke was stressed out enough to not bother you this entire morning, except making you wear his jersey. 

You don’t hate your brother; he’s just very annoying. You grew up with him always teasing you, and never letting you know peace. 

“Did you even wear pants underneath?”

You roll your eyes, lifting your jersey to show the shorts below. “Of course not,” you reply, a hint of sarcasm in your voice. You don’t know why your parents left you alone with Luke, when you didn’t even want to be here at all. 

The commentator for the game announces there to be ten minutes left until the game starts. You look around, and the opposite team is not even out of the locker rooms. Only your brother’s team seen practicing or chilling by the side. Weird. 

“Who are you guys competing against?” You ask, signaling Luke to scoot over on the chair. 

He does; and you sit down beside him, looking onto the court with his teammates practicing. “Um, WCU.”

Why does that college sound very familiar? “They’re…not here yet,” you comment the obvious.

“Fuckers…trust me, y/n, they’re going to lose,” Luke cockily says, leaning forward. 

You furrow your eyebrows, crossing your arms as you turn to your brother. “You score an average of ten points per game.”

“Thirty points. Per game. No wonder you’re so stupid,” he corrects you, and you roll your eyes. You knew your brother was good at basketball, just his attitude cancels out all his good parts. “Hey, I’m not captain for nothing.”

“Wow, so impressive,” you mockingly say, and he slaps your knee. You flinch in pain, even though he only slapped lightly. “Ouch! I’m telling mom.”

“So mature,” Luke rolls his eyes, turning to the court. 

The commentator then asks your brother’s team to gather up front, to shake hands with the opposite team. Some kind of mannerism to show before the game. Problem is, WCU players haven’t even come out of the locker rooms. 

“They think they’re the guests, so they can wait till the last fucking minute,” Luke suddenly complains to you. “Tell you what, their cheeky asses are going to lose so badly-“

“Hey, maybe something happened back there,” you say on purpose, cutting your brother off. He’s rude and egoistic, and you’re embarrassed to admit that you’re related to him. He gives you a ‘what the fuck’ look, and you just shrug. “Who knows.”

“You’re so fucking naive, it’s cute,” he…insults you? Is that an insult? Whatever. He stands up, before turning to face you while stretching. “Watch me beat their asses, y/n. I swear, you’ll see me holding the MVP cup-“

“Let’s welcome… the Western Carolina university! Going against Eastern Carolina university! For the regional basketball championship!” The commentator interrupts, and music starts to play loudly. 

You look over at the court entrance, that’s connected to the locker rooms. 

The players come out in single file, their supporters cheering loudly for them. Their uniforms are white, with red & yellow stripes. All of them are tall (of course) and all have this…dominating aura around them. 

You look at each one of them as they walk onto the court, facing the crowd and waving at familiar faces. You scan their faces, playing a game of smash or pass in your head. 

But when your eyes land on the last one to come in, you couldn’t believe it. 

No fucking way. It was Drew. The Drew that you lost your virginity to, in a frat party at West Carolina. The frat party that your friend convinced you was worth the five hour drive. The frat party, where afterwards, you left without asking for Drew’s number (to be fair, before sex, you both agreed to it being a one-night stand). 

You rub your eyes, hoping you got the wrong person. Nope. It was Drew. Standing there, hands behind his back, emotionless as his eyes scans the crowd. Wearing the basketball team uniform, a bandana keeping his hair back. His face, the same handsome features you stared at when being fucked by him. 

“Look at them, a bunch of losers, right?” Luke sits down beside you, not even trying to lower his volume. 

Oh fuck. “Hey, you alright?” Luke suddenly asks, making you peel your eyes away from Drew. Is it written all over your face that you fucked Drew?

“Why wouldn’t I be?” You smile nervously. Your brother would freak out if he found out that you slept with his rival. Wait, he would freak out that you even lost your virginity in the first place. “why…you should go join your team.”

“But you seem-“

“Captain of the Eastern Carolina university team, please make your way to the court!” The commentator announces. 

“That’s you!” You say nervously, patting your brother’s back. 

He looks at you, with worried brows and confused eyes. “Okay…” he gets up, scratching his hair. He gets ready to join them, but then turns back to you again. Luke looks at you mischievously, before saying, “You didn’t give me a good luck kiss yet.”

You scrunch your nose in disgust, glancing at Drew. Oh shit. He’s staring at you! Does he recognize you? Of course he does, otherwise he wouldn’t be staring. “Fuck off, Luke,” you embarrassingly say, knowing everyone is waiting for him. 

“C’mon, lil sis,” he pokes his cheek. 

Fuck. Why can’t he ever just fuck off? You roll your eyes, before standing up and giving your brother a peck on the cheek. Why does he always want to embarrass you? Why is he such a pain in the ass?

“Thank you. Although, I never needed luck,” he grins, before running to join his team. You wanna kick him in the balls so hard right now. 

You turn back to Drew, who’s still staring at you. His brows are furrowed, lips in a frown, and head tilted slightly to the side. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is so awkward and embarrassing. You want to disappear into the floor right now. 

You get up and look away from him, walking to the seats behind. Your parents wave at you, and you just smile awkwardly as you walk up the steps.

Please, let this game end quickly. 

——

Whenever Drew scored a point, he would look over at you with a small smirk on his face. Which was, almost always. He must’ve scored over a half for his team (you were exaggerating, but he did consistently score).

And as for your brother, they were behind. Behind by more than twenty points, and it was the last quarter. It was humiliating, and stress was written all over Luke’s face. You’ve never heard your brother yell at his teammates as much as right now, or yell in such a harsh manner.

The last minute of the game. ECU is definitely losing the championship. 

Some of the crowd continues to cheer, and most definitely, the ECU students are bowing. Either at WSU or their school, you’re not so sure anymore. 

Thirty seconds left. You watch as a team member on court starts cheering, wanting Drew to go along with him. But Drew ignores him, saying something serious to him. He listens, and wipes the smile off his face.

Twenty seconds left. Your brother got the ball. A teammate nearby waves to him, wanting to get his attention to pass the ball to him. Luke ignores him; traveling through the court; he wants to score all by himself, just to boost his ego. 

Ten seconds left. Drew defends against Luke, getting close and blocking his way of scoring. 

Five seconds left. Luke jumps at the same time Drew does, and Drew manages to block his ball away, the ball knocked out of your brother’s hands. 

To you, it all happens in slow motion. 

Still in mid-air, your brother pushes Drew, hard. He falls, missing the basketball hoop-pole only by a few centimeters, landing on the hard floor. Shit. 

The bell rings, and the crowd around you all stand up, cheering loudly. Confetti also dropped, further making it hard to see. Fuck. 

“Your brother tried his best,” your mom says, standing up and clapping. 

You furrow your eyebrows at her, standing up beside her. “What? He got a lot of penalties, yelled at the referee, and pushed Drew. He did not play well.”

“Who’s Drew?” Your mom asks, turning to you confusingly. 

Your eyes widen, and you turn away to the court. Shit. “I said crew, mom. He pushed one of the crew from the other team,” you lie. You get to get a glimpse of Drew, who gets up with the help of his teammates. He's rubbing his lower back, pain on his face. Fuck. That fall must’ve hurt. What was your brother thinking?

You watch as the two teams are called to shake hands again, your brother and Drew, standing close to each other. Luke, having a cocky smile on his face, says something to him. Drew says something back, before holding his hand out. Your brother shakes it, his smile now gone, and his expression turned mean. 

What did they say to each other?

After everyone finished shaking hands, ECU went off the court, and WCU was cheering with each other. Luke looked like he wanted to murder someone.

Someone in a suit presents the championship trophy, handing it to Drew, who takes it with a proud smile on his face. Cute. 

Another trophy comes, and the commentator introduces it as the MVP award. It’s handed to Drew too. But he hands the championship trophy to someone beside him, who immediately raises it up high in triumph. 

Then, you make eye contact with Drew. He’s smiling at you, and he holds the trophy near his chest. Fuck, fuck, fuck, butterflies are forming in your stomach right now. 

But the eye contact breaks when his teammates pull him by wrapping an arm around his neck, urging him to celebrate. You watch as he laughs at something they say, reminding you of that night, when he chuckled after hearing you laugh. 

Fuck. The urge to run down here and talk to him is beating loudly in your mind. 

But you don't. You were nobody to him; just someone he fucked on a random Friday night.

Same goes for you; just someone you lost your virginity to. No big deal. Not something really important. Just...not a big deal, right?

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ִ ࣪𖤐 a/n: hope you enjoyed reading as much as i enjoyed writing this! (ignore my mistakes plsss) there will be a part two, so look forward to it <3 and these next two months i will be very happy, since obx s4 is out (won't stop smiling).

other | index | pt2 | pt3

[twopoppies]

Hi! I just stumbled across a video on tik tok and there was this audio from an unreleased song by Harry, called ‘him’. Is it really him? Did someone really leak the song? Can you tell me more about it? Thank you!

Hi, darling. Your English is perfect. Nothing to apologize for.

Yes, Him was leaked and seems to have been a very obvious stunt song demo from the HS1 era. Tumblr is being annoying af and won’t let me hyperlink. Here’s my HIM tag:

Over the last couple of years there have been a ton of Harry songs leaked. I don’t have all of them, but here are most:

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/ofpvytvnl9rgxur46s769/AF4lVOxLetU9XQF6szQIgXA?rlkey=juh6pl3bedj4k1ops8abndj0g&st=fb24pi9s&dl=0

For the first anniversary of the release of Walls, Louis added new Spotify backgrounds to his songs and some of them used fan art that was ridiculously similar to Harry’s tattoos.

[translucentchick]

40 Weeks

Hello everyone! I've finally finished my KH organization 13 series comics!

You can DL the free PDF here: https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/syh9b938zcw0w8zqacvby/40-Weeks.pdf?rlkey=h17qwchdaojq9bm9y7jse2tr6&dl=0

As always, you can also view them here on my Tumblr through the #kingdomhearts tag! Thank you so much for reading, they were a pleasure to make!

[meinesims]

Default Replacement I use in my Game

Updated: 21.09.2024

Skin:

https://www.tumblr.com/horusmenhosetix/738784653973028864/for-the-anon-who-requested-it-here-is-a-completed?source=share

Eyes (realistic):

https://modthesims.info/d/684369/re-cerberus-default-replacement-eye-mesh-amp-textures.html

Eye color:

https://modthesims.info/d/684469/eye-color-presets-default-replacement.html

Hair:

https://maryjanesims3.tumblr.com/tagged/drhair

https://firefoxsims3.tumblr.com/

Beard, Brows, Eyeliner, Lipstick and Blush:

https://simplelife.chagasi.com/sims3.html

Feet:

https://retroxdance.tumblr.com/post/61017127591/blooms-sexy-feet-are-some-of-the-default

https://pandelabs.tumblr.com/post/143747843215/default-feet-replacement-by-bloomsbase-i-remember

CAS Lighting:

https://modthesims.info/d/681043/cas-lighting-edit.html

CAS Background:

https://www.tumblr.com/cozygirlsimmer/751375392332562432/so-i-have-been-motivated-lately-so-i-decided-to?source=share

Grey UI:

https://modthesims.info/d/579123/gray-ui-recolor.html

Camera:

https://modthesims.info/d/345987/no-drift-lower-level-free-cam-camera-mod-updated-for-island-paradise-patch-1-55.html

https://modthesims.info/d/350493/no-more-fade-now-as-package.html

Game Fix from the Steam Guide:

https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=1131162350

Environment:

Snow: https://modthesims.info/d/634199/snow-but-better-snow-replacement-mod.html, https://modthesims.info/d/634426/no-more-ugly-snowprints.html

Lighting Mod: https://nilxis.tumblr.com/post/643223239737425920/uranesia-lighting-mod-plus-this-is-essentially

Food and Plates replace: https://boringbones.blogspot.com/2023/08/renovacao-deliciosa-substituicao-para.html

Milky Way: https://nilxis.tumblr.com/post/164572117716/milky-way-night-sky-for-ts3-and-caw-add-some

Aurora Borealis: https://modthesims.info/d/672820/aurora-boreal-unicorn-aurora-default-replacement.html

Rocks replacement: https://boringbones.blogspot.com/2023/09/set-de-rochas-de-simaddix-recoloridas.html

Textures replacement: https://www.tumblr.com/asabinsims/752813087491604480/the-sims-3-project-renaissance-release?source=share

https://modthesims.info/d/666599/ts3-hd-textures-series-terrain-pack-update-fixed-road-tiling.html

High Quality Headline Effects: https://modthesims.info/d/685084/high-quality-headline-effects.html

Realistic Clouds: https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/ye27bne6w7r6o90/Nilxis_RealisticClouds.rar?rlkey=0pugi29b1kw40i6kzqwyctc9b&e=1&dl=0

[jzargo]

I do think there's an interesting discussion to be had about how Halsin, continuously, flees responsibility.

The most obvious example of this is in Act 1, when he decides to call for a new Arch Druid to handle the Grove while he goes with you to Moonrise Towers, but this can also be seen in Act 2 when he leaves the Shadow Cursed lands to accompany you to Baldur's Gate. While he did travel with you to find the Cult of the Absolute, his primary motivation in Act 2 was lifting the Shadow Curse and freeing Thaniel. Regardless of how you resolved events in Act 2, it makes the most sense for Halsin to stay behind - either to help the land heal in the aftermath of the Shadow Curse, or to find a new way to free the land if you don't lift the curse.

But again he flees, and he goes with you.

Now I know the Doylist reasoning for this is Larian made him romancable last-minute and so handwaved in an explanation of Halsin wanting to tag along to help you fight the Netherbrain/he was dtf by that point, but the thing is it is consistent with his character. For someone who is continuously placed in a position of authority, Halsin seems to be deeply uncomfortable with responsibility - or at the very least feels deeply inadequate for the task, and all-too readily passes it over to someone he feels is more prepared for it.

By the epilogue he seems to have (mostly) figured out this part of his character, as he's returned to the SCL and is mentoring children there, but I think it's a shame we don't see this aspect explored more, especially since his content is so lacking in Act 3. If you're not romancing Halsin, he's just sort of...there. He has a few comments about Baldur's Gate and there's a few discussions you can have with him about civilization vs nature (which don't really go anywhere or have any meaningful impact on his character), but otherwise his character severely stagnates in Act 3.

Exploring how Halsin feels now that his greatest "failure" - the Shadow Curse - has been resolved, could have been a fascinating turn for his character. Forcing him to examine how that event affected how he views any other responsibility he's been given (It's easy to draw a line from "he feels he failed massively when Ketheric Thorm cast the Shadow Cures" to "he feels like he is incapable of handling any sort of responsibility") and helping him to reconcile those feelings could have been a really nice resolution to character threads that otherwise just sort of fall to the wayside by Act 3.

I just think there's ample opportunity for Halsin to have a really interesting character arc by Act 3.

[madridfangirl]

helloooooo favourite writer!!!

amidst the passionate love-making you’ve portrayed Ananya & Jude to do, i would really like to see a blurb of jude coming home after a bad game / bad day / bad training and for him to come home and fuck ananya ‘roughly’ but it was basically just him being aloof and distant - as if he were fucking a bobo doll. then i want to see ananya call out jude for it, and for him to maybe break down? tears, angry tears, angst (obviously from guilt but also he just has had a really shit day)

then, i would really like the end to be soft, love-making of the two, (ananya preferably on top) as she takes care of him (preferably sitting up so jude hugs around her, maybe even face in chest as she rides him??)

sorry if this is a lot to take in, but so is jude’s c-

have a nice day, and please tag me in the end product 🫧🎀

Helloo dear reader :)

Loooks like you have a really elaborate idea here. Maybe you should write it 😇

I have already written an aspect of it in SCL - their first time when Jude was not in the right state of mind and she stopped him midway to say she couldn’t feel her Jude.

[horngryeyes]

okay i need some help with figuring out how everything works. i dont know who voted in that poll but @clitfisto and @frillsandfangs interacted with that poll post sooo im tagging

can yall access the readme file and the test video file?

can you access that without making a dropbox acct?

can you edit those files? (you shouldnt be able to but dropbox is being weird on me)

how is the quality?

link: https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/cgp4o16obhhp11d1gkwgn/AHUr1X2mtlk1dnkfCGnc9Gw?rlkey=6qedi9fsz5z8h7o9w1zwkdp1k&st=nrb5ieue&dl=0

[rebelsandfools]

Rebels and Fools: Issue 7

It's time for the grand finale - the final, sparkling new issue of our digital Blake’s 7 fanzine, Rebels and Fools, has arrived!

Seven issues - what a fantastic achievement, at last complete. If you're new, you now have the full set of R&F issues at your fingertips - if you've been here forever, here's the final piece for your collection.

One last time a massive THANK YOU again to all contributors, without whom this zine wouldn’t exist. As our readers, please be vocal in your appreciation, in public or in private. You will find ways to contact the individual contributors in the zine, but I’m also always happy to take messages on this blog (ask box!), and appreciation posted into #rebelsandfools is most welcome and will be reblogged here (unless Tumblr eats the tagged posts because, well, Tumblr). And if you happen to be in the mood for a review - there is still space on R&F’s fanlore page!

Click here to get to the pdf download of the zine, or find the link for copy-pasting under this issue’s cover image by yours truly the editor, @jaelijn.

Here is the link to the zine again, and for copy-pasting: 

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/l889fts4u35tqfm0l4pcd/Rebels-and-Fools-Issue-7.pdf?rlkey=85bggvwjr1ikf5x90k38tnl5p&dl=0

Enjoy the zine!

Sharing and Promotion: You are absolutely encouraged to talk about and promote the zine to Blake’s 7 fans anywhere and everywhere! If you wish to publicly share the zine off Tumblr, please link to the original of this Tumblr post, not the direct Dropbox link. I will be maintaining the link on here, but cannot guarantee that the download link won’t change over time.

One caveat on promotion: you cannot use the cover image or any content that is not your own in full or in part for the promotion of the zine (or any other purpose, really) without the explicit permission of the editor (me) and the creator of the content in question - if you plan a bigger piece on/promotion of R&F, contact the editor. You are not permitted to profit financially from this zine in any way, including but not limited to promotion and/or sharing of the zine.

Contributors: You are absolutely allowed to post your own work elsewhere, as long as you don’t submit it to another zine. I would, however, ask you to wait just one little week until August 30th 2023 before doing so, just so people have time to appreciate the zine in full first, and that you mention the zine and link back to this post when you do. There is also an AO3 collection, if you want to add your works there. For now, you can absolutely point people to the full zine and highlight where to find your content, if you want. Please do not use any submissions to the zine to make financial profit. And finally: thank you again for your wonderful submissions!

[felifiercegamer]

Sims 4 CC | Fruity Fusion Christmas Tree

This Sims 4 CC can be used with the base game once the HOLIDAY CELEBRATION pack is installed first. At the point of releasing this custom content the Holiday Celebration pack is free to download from Sims 4 / EA.

Feel Free to tag me on your socials if you've used this in your sims homes! Download Link > https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/jpb9h6b5xdgfen502hc6h/FFS_FruitFusionChristmasTree-1.package?rlkey=81yj967jma3or5o6ffntrvbgo&dl=0

Required Games:

Sims 4 Base Game

Holiday Celebration Pack

Compatible System(s): Windows

How to Install:

Open File Explorer

Navigate to C:\Users.…\Documents\Electronic Arts\The Sims 4

Click the 'Mods' folder

Copy and paste the file into the folder

Run the Sims 4 game

Enjoy!

[dreamersbcll]

“Intoxicated” -

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Sam remembers the first time she got high. It was a blessing in disguise.

There she was at some house party, maybe Scott Donovan’s house. She didn’t care. All she cared about was numbing her pain.

She had just turned fourteen and was in her first year of high school. She wore many slutty tops and low-rise jeans, begging for boys' attention. Not because she was lonely or wanted a romance but because she wanted access to their world. She needed to be numbed, fucking sedated to deal with her past. And the stupid boys held the key.

There were easier ways to cope. It would probably be healthier if Sam let go and grew up from her past. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t move on.

Her father was a fucking killer. A cold-blooded murderer with no tangible rhyme or reason for what he did. And she was forever linked to him, like some death trap she accidentally stumbled onto.

And she was stuck forever. So she might as well make it tolerable.

Taking a sip of her shitty beer, she sighed, leaning her head against the door frame. She had worn her best top, showing just enough cleavage to get them looking. And finally, one bit.

“Hey, pretty thing. You’re looking too good to stand here all alone,” he purred, smelling strongly of weed and beer.

He was tall and looked scraggly. She doesn’t remember his name. She probably never learned it, either.

She just smirked up at him, taking another sip. “You got something for me to smoke, or are you gonna waste my time?”.

He smiled, a wicked, daunting smile. “Follow me, pretty thing.”

The party was a blur after that.

The feeling of floating and being outside of her body was all she could remember. It didn’t matter that her father was a killer. She couldn’t even feel her toes anymore. Her head was light, full of air. She was alive in ways that others wished they could be.

It was exhilarating. It was everything she could’ve dreamed of and more.

And she wanted more. She needed more, craving it as she had never craved anything in her life before.

And so she continued. She took anything and everything under the sun. She wouldn’t come home for days sometimes, just constantly getting wasted on whatever they would give her.

Sam also got to know Wes’ mom very, very well. She had built quite the case file of public intoxications, disorderly conduct, and vandalism.

Spray paint became her new best friend. Her need to create art was revived by the alcohol in her veins.

After years of practicing her technique and running from the cops nipping at her heels, she creates her swan song. Somewhere in Woodsboro, under the bridge off of Rose Street, there is a mural she had painted on Tara’s twelfth birthday.

A portrait of a little girl with big brown eyes welled up with tears—a halo on her head.

Tagged with the name “SCL” underneath.

Sam Carpenter-Loomis.

[pwestsimersstuff]

Coastal breeze backgrounds 🐚☀️

🪩Download link: https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/o1ces68fgcatprd41yrs9/coastal-breeze.package?rlkey=99wjostr6g2vh0lzr0rq3yt3d&dl=0

(Please note that you might find the backgrounds in game under “costal breeze” I stupidly made a typo and I went back and changed the name but I’m not sure if it actually changed in game. 🙂)

Tag me in your posts so I can see your beautiful sims! 🤍

Credit: Original mesh by RAVASHEEN

https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/1523047

📥 Feel free to give me ideas on backgrounds you would like to see from me!