#third layout

[connectedportal]

Intruder alert! A Brit is in the Daycare!

[linddzz]

Harry Lloyd had said he's aiming for specifically a "bad Czech accent" for Viktor (hilariously candid, thank you for your service sir) so I like having Viktor mutter things in Google Translate Czech

And look. Is it in character? Probably not. Or maybe it is but it is pushing it ok I know I am pushing into some syrapy ooc cutesy shit but hold my hand ok?? Hear me out here

Bc I cannot resist the idea of Viktor pre-relationship calling Jayce lásko. and refusing to elaborate further. Not that he needs to elaborate, because Jayce would just roll with this fun nickname that Viktor will call him with such casual ease (like it's the most sensible and obvious nickname there is) because they're buddies and partners yay!

And it's not until they've been fucking for a while that Jayce finally THINKS to ask what lásko means and Viktor shrugs and says "ah that, it means love. Or my love." like it's NO BIG DEAL.

And Jayce is sitting straight up staring at him with an indescribable mix of equal parts fluttery chest feelings and also indignant "are you shitting me rn???" because he is suddenly flipping through how long Viktor's been calling him that (it's been since Jayce said "crank it!!!" that first night at the chalkboards in Jayce's blown up apartment) like it was a totally normal thing to call your new lab partner

With Viktor holding eye contact. Eyebrow raised. His expression 1000% I said what I fucking said

[pfpanimes]

⌕ gokurakugai • alma.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[spookberry]

Toralei and Spectra causing problems together is always my favorite

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[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

zombies + text posts

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[marzipanandminutiae]

get in loser we're trying to figure out the original layout of the 1890s house I live in (based primarily on real estate listing photos, for the other unit)

[danjaley]

Paper Hat and Physician Cap

Conversions from the Sims 3 Store and The Sims Medieval.

The paperhat comes with three presets: Solid colour, paper-pattern and the original’s overlay. The default position is the one shown in the previews, but it is of course hatslider-compatible.

These hats do not use shared textures, so all files can be installed and uninstalled individually, independent of each other.

Download Paperhat: SimFileshare | Dropbox

Download Physician-Cap: SimFileshare | Dropbox

Accessory: Toddlerkranz

This is converted from the TSM "Jungfernkranz" hair, and I figured it might work as the sort of falling-hat that toddlers used to wear in the 18th century. Toddler male/female; a teen-to-elder version can be found here.

Download: SimFileshare | Dropbox

Bucket Hat Accessory

Originally this bucket is from EA’s Plants vs. Zombies bonus content. I used the accessory conversion for toddlers by Purple-Plumbobs and converted it for children (Purple-Plumbobs isn’t active under that name any more, but the download is here.) Mine sits over the eyes by default, because that’s what I needed for my story. It can be moved around with hatsliders. There’s a black pane inside, so you can’t see very far “up” in the bucket. Child only, male/female.

Download: SimFileshare | Dropbox

[kissunoo]

paint a picture ☆ 𓈒 ˙ 𓂃 for you and me

of the days when we were young 𓈒 ˙ ☆ 𓂃

[magpie-rogue]

My commissions are open!!

I really hate pulling out the labels card for help; but if you could help at least spread this so two transwomen and a disabled transmasc (me) can afford rent, food, gas, and to pay off whatever extra nonsense a few ER visits this past 1-2months has stacked up because one of our insurances is acting dumb. One is between jobs, another is trying to find a better paying one that will give her more hours, and I'm too disabled to work. We're doing all we can, but we need a bit of help.

So let me do art for you about it! You can find all my information on my carrd and here on my tumblr . You can find all my art and more examples on my blog or on my instagram . If you have any questions, please feel free to email me and I'll get back to you asap.

Thank you so much <3!!

[atlasamor]

Here's some snippets of relatively old screenshots from last night. I just woke up and already finding more things to adjust and change

More things and process below

I have a habit of sending wips in threads on my twitter sketch account and seeing how long I struggled with the faces only reminds me that 13 years later, I'm the kind of artist I wanted to be when I first tried to draw Dom and Mr.Midnight at 11(?) I still don't have him down perfectly which means my captions for all his posts were "don't piss me off old man" and "stupid sexy texan-italian (a combination of words I've never put together before)"

Going to need some more adjustments to their proportions (and check out how Tracy renders Shoes, look at what folds to focus on, and realize that Tails may be my enemy as well as paws)

It's funny how long you put off drawing oc & canon art because internally you can't see them ever meeting unless they both reach for the same can of beans and have a "so sorry!"/"miku..." moment -- aaaand then there goes 10 hours doing this.

[richesthermit]

Grian tumblr layouts! ❀ requested by @chewycharcoal rb/like if using & credit me + artists! ┈ art credits : 1. 2. 3.

[foegoal]

Warren Foegele is an LA King

[swiftwice]

can you make dua lipa icons and jungkook headers? tysm

don't repost / ♡ or reblog! © to the headers owners

[timmy-bee]

☆ 💔﹚a matching desertduo layout for myself ! (>ᴗ•) ↳ art . art . art — headers ★

☆ 💔﹚a matching desertduo layout for myself ! (>ᴗ•) ↳ art . art . art — headers ★

[youuthh]

hii, can u make a joshua x hoshi layout? thank u 🩷

[angelsanarchy]

Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N Series CH 01 -> CH 02

"Having any second thoughts about staying in the house of horrors?" "I'm embracing the horrors that make up my life, remember?"

A year ago Jack was being checked into a mental health facility by his best friend. He didn't resist. He felt like he had lost his mind in the process of losing his parents, his childhood dog, his fiancee and the baby she was carrying, along with things that weren't as important like his home in California and his job for the magazine. He had officially lost everything and the only thing that was keeping him tethered to life was Shanda. She refused to let him off himself so the next best thing was to get him help.

Jack had received a few diagnoses during his facilitation. He learned some hard truths as well. His mother had perished in the car accident with his father, the "neighbor" Duncan was actually not real and the people who lived next door were all much older and retired without children.

Once he finally got around to reaching out to Cleo, she threatened him with a restraining order if he ever contacted her again. He knew he deserved that after letting her suffer from a miscarriage alone.

The doctors felt as though the repressed memories of his sexual abuse as a child would eventually resurface. They claimed it to be PTSD triggered by the sudden deaths of his parents. The mental break was classified as a psychotic disorder which made him roll his eyes.

"Oh just that?" He had criticized the doctors at how blase they had been when he explained he tried to murder the ghost of his mother in the place she had died in the car wreck. He knew he was psychotic, he just wanted to make sure he would be able to get cigarettes when they locked him up and threw away the key. However once he got an established therapist, a plethora of medications and a regularly monitored schedule, they felt he was ready to be released.

"Are you sure this is where you want to be? We can get a place here that's not this house or you can move in with Crystal and I?" Shanda had picked Jack up from the facility and he was determined to gut out the memories of his childhood home and start over. There was nothing left in California for him and currently this was the only place he could go that he knew and didn't have to pay for.

"I'll be fine. I'm sure you've already removed the sharp objects so what's the worse thing I could get into?" Jack joked darkly.

"I'm serious. I can stay with you if you want? Crystal will understand." Shanda pressed. Jack hadn't been alone since the day she dropped him at the facility. The idea of leaving him unsupervised in a place with so many horrible memories didn't sit right with her.

"I'm highly medicated and supervised by a licensed therapist almost daily. Fuck, they even have a care worker that stops by at least twice a week to make sure I'm not just sitting around drinking myself to death so I think your bases are covered, Shan." Jack knew the medications had terrible side effects but he can honestly say killing himself hadn't been on his mind in at least 4 months.

Shanda had visited him in the facility once a month and once he leveled out, his therapist had him write apology letters to all those he had hurt. The only person to reply was his old coworker who had sent a "Sorry about you getting fired after you lost your mind" text. Shanda got a letter but she slapped him in the forehead and said "I love you, you stupid fucker." He didn't expect Cleo to respond but he hoped that she was doing alright.

He had abandon all forms of social media during his rehabilitation and had zero desire to fire up any of those accounts now that he was out. There were moments where he wasn't even sure why they agreed to release him but he wanted to at least try and live as normal as possible.

Shanda pulled up to Jack's childhood home which she had made sure to run threw top to bottom almost as if she was child proofing it for Jack's brain to handle. He joked about the sharp objects but she in fact replace the cutlery with plastic ware just to be sure.

"Having any second thoughts about staying in the house of horrors?" Shanda asked pulling him from his thoughts as he stared at the house.

"I'm embracing the horrors that made up my life, remember?" Jack looked from the house towards his best friend. He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her into a hug inside of the car and feeling the bone crushing grip she had on him. He knew she was scared. He couldn't lie and say he wasn't either but he had to try. He couldn't live locked up forever.

They got out of the car and walked into the front doors. Things had been cleaned up. The window had been repaired and the floors looked polished.

"Jesus did you stress clean the whole house?" Jack teased tossing his bag on the floor.

"Fuck no, I called a service. I'm not Mary fucking Poppins, bitch." Shanda shook her head. Jack smiled at his friend and gave her a playful shove. He walked through the first floor of the house, into the kitchen and noticed the plastic ware.

"So who do I call when I need a can opener?" Jack tapped the top of some spaghetti-O's with a plastic knife.

"Try Ramen. It's in a package and you can tear it open with your teeth." Shanda had apparently gone grocery shopping too. The pantry as full of snacks and things for him to prepare that require minimal effort.

"Oh so you prefer I die of heart failure from the sodium instead of driving a corkscrew into my neck, I see." Jack tossed the package of Ramen on the counter. Jack's jokes about death or killing himself used to bring humor to their conversations but Shanda found it hard to hear him joke so freely after watching him go through his breakdown.

"Hey, I wouldn't be back here if I didn't think I could handle it. I promise to call you every day. I have my therapist on speed dial and I will talk to one of the neighbors about being my life alert or whatever if that will make you relax." Jack put his hands on Shanda's shoulders and rubbed hoping to ease her anxiety. She threw her arms around him to hug him once again. This time he hugged back with the same force.

"I love you, you stupid bitch. Don't you ever forget it." She said into is hair.

"I love you too, you whore." She had saved his life. It was time he started making something of it again so it would be worth it.