#Creativity Showcase

[captain-mozzarella]

I headcanon that all of Yoda's finest teacups were made by younglings

In fact most masters of the order's finest teacups were made during crèche crafting time when the kids were learning pottery.

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[imfromsixam]

Baby Mermaid and The Sailor Boy (CC Pack for The Sims 4)

Baby Mermaid & The Sailor Boy is a toddler bedroom set that’s been in my mind (and in my sketchbook) for quite some time now. I had originally planned to release it earlier, but life got in the way and I had to put it on hold for a while. Still, the idea never really left me, especially with so many of you in the community asking for an under-the-sea or mermaid-inspired CC pack. 🧜‍♀️

I wanted it to feel cute and diverse, so I imagined a toddler version of Ariel and Prince Eric, and that’s how this collection came to life.

Ariel’s bedroom is focused on her life under the sea, with a beautiful toddler bed inspired by ocean shapes, a cute night light shaped like a shell with a glowing pearl, a coral-style bookcase, friendly undersea toys, and even an adorable octopus plushie.

Little Prince Eric has his own mini sailboat bed, a matching nightstand and dresser, a treasure chest toy box, and the sweetest seagull plush friend. And yes, the lighthouse bookcase doubles as a floor lamp!

A huge thanks to my buddy Billy (also known as @SimScraper2), who helped me sketch some of the objects, thanks to him, they turned out extra adorable! 🩵 If you haven’t seen Billy’s art yet, you’re missing out. Go follow and check it out!

I really hope you enjoy decorating your little Sims’ rooms with this dreamy, ocean-inspired set.

Can’t wait to see what you create!

About this CC Pack

This CC pack includes 29 items

Activities: Blocs toy (marine animals)

Build: 2 undersea mural wallpapers, 1 marine with wood wallpaper

Comfort: Toddler bed (shell design), Toddler bed (boat design), Mini arm chair

Decorative: Small rug with marine designs, 2 sets of books, Decals for walls and floors with marine designs, Plush toy (Octopus), Plush toy (Seagull), Medium rug, Cushion (Shell shape), Books

Lighting: Shell night table lamp, Lighthouse floor lamp (bookcase)

Storage: Coral shape bookcase, Dresser (boat chest design) small and extra large, Dresser (coral design), Toy box (chest design)

Surfaces: Night stand (octopus design), Night stand (boat chest design)

GET EARLY ACCESS HERE

[lavandamichelle]

A Year of Endless Creativity: 52 Weeks of Blog Post Ideas for 2024

Hey, fellow wordsmiths and digital dreamers! As we kick off the thrilling journey into 2024, I’m here to be your compass in the vast sea of creativity. Buckle up for a ride through 52 weeks of blogging brilliance that will transform your online haven into a captivating realm. Let’s embark on this adventure together, where every week is a new chapter waiting for your narrative magic. 52 Weeks of…

[theswedishpajas]

I'm still alive and making art despite my silence the past while- Here's the result of the horrible cold I've had the past couple weeks, you should be fed for another month at least with this, methinks. Version without the text and glow, plus the inspo under the cut

[chibibytes-anime]

Normal vs Arguing momokarun 💢 (art by me)(u/Then-Run-5526)

[briwackygaming]

Spring Tavern 2022 Valheim Vanilla

[iceiclehorned]

“Don’t look so down,” Burnice’s voice echoed, ruffling a soft head of hair, all the while building up the adrenaline in her veins, a grin already forming, embers flickering in the hues of her eyes.

“I’ll burn all your troubles away! Just you watch, you’ll feel better in no time at all!”

[thedogfromthatmitskisong]

hey!

it's been 6 months of me actually posting content and writing,

so here are my favourite things i've shared so far in a random order:

such is the life of a lobster [ how it feels to be afab in society ]

workshop poems [ first time writing poems !!! ]

will & nico being sad + queer [ writing chemistry and actually feeling it ?! woah ?! ]

dear prudence [ a happy, emotional letter // beatles reference bc idk how to describe this, it's just all the loveliness in the world ]

i implore y'all to read these, if anything of mine, to get to know my writing style or wtvvv i think these are most/what i wish to be representative of me :)

p.s. thank u for all the support these few months

p.p.s. i'd love to see other people make a post like this no matter the content!! [ not tagging anyone because i'm anxious and shy or wtv 💀 ]

[mockupcloud]

Mafactor Brand Identity

Mockups used in this project ⚡ mockupcloud.com

Design by gaos.com.br

[askmarcille]

not in a ship way, shes just a strange dragon bird

Chimeras do tend to be that way! At least in the dungeon's we've explored. I think I could've potentially appreciated it more if the chimera didn't include a close friend.

[imfromsixam]

Modern Eclectic (CC Pack for The Sims 4)

I pictured this late-night scene in the Landgraab estate as pure drama. Geoffrey and Nancy, whispering on the ivory sofa, under the soft glow of the chandelier like they’re hiding something. Johnny Zest lounging on the loveseat, looking way too confident, like he already knows he belongs back in the family. And there’s Malcolm, standing across from him, arms crossed, clearly ready to explode, furious that Johnny has secured his claim once more in the family. You can feel the tension.

Everything in the room adds to the mood, a modern eclectic vibe with an urban twist. There’s a classic torso sculpture standing right next to graffitied walls, curvy coffee tables sitting on a rug with a street-style pattern, and this massive, bold, angular mirror. It’s modern, it’s messy, it’s got a story.

This was inspired by my love of art galleries and the luxury-meets-street vibe. And I wanted this pack to feel like that. I made sure every surface and swatch could flip from sophisticated to edgy. Like you could take it anywhere: elegant and refined one minute, bold and rebellious the next.

That’s what the Modern Eclectic CC Pack is all about. It’s yours now, go ahead and write your own scene. And if you do, tag me. I’d love to see what kind of chaos (or beauty) your Sims bring to it.

About this CC Pack

This CC pack includes 27 items

Build: 2 wood floors, 3 paneling walls (classic and modern styles)

Comfort: Fluffy armchair, Loveseat, Sofa

Decorative: Graffiti decals, Tulip centerpiece, Fireplace, Oversized mirror, Classic framed painting, Modern canvas painting, Rectangular rug, Skateboard sculpture, Male torso

Lighting: Chandelier in 3 ceiling sizes, Floor lamp, Male torso stand lamp

Storage: Console / dresser

Surfaces: 2 versions of a center table (coffee table), Iron and wood end table, Marble pedestal-style end table

GET EARLY ACCESS HERE

[chibibytes-anime]

Second try

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[inkpot-ghost]

I FORGOT I HAD THIS STORY I'M KIND OF PROUD OF !! 😭 me when i accidentally abandon my children in the streets sigh..

The Ritual in Yellow Hill CHAPTER 1: The Cowardly Son

(1,600+ words, fpov, medieval, low fantasy, supernatural)

CWs: None but the author is an older sibling trying to write a younger sibling so BEWARNED for potential inaccuracies </3

Tag list: (lmk if u want to be removed or added I DONT BITE >:3)

@lunesartsworld @frouvia @knabunny @totally-actually-really-exist

After finishing our farm work, we were called home for dinner, Tavian and I, after playing and chasing each other in the wheat fields. Tavian was the older one of us, a bit airheaded for a thirteen-year-old, but, hey, I guess he was just matching my own foolishness. But since Tavian was older, he was a little bit more sensical than me, I’ll admit, so I had that younger sibling jealousy I’m sure most had.  Just before our mama called us, I fell and scarred my hand on a rock. I tried not to cry to show him I was growing into a big man, but man, did it really hurt. Tavian scolded me, then knelt down, ripped off a part of his raggedy shirt and bandaged my hand. A part of me wanted to push him away, say I’ll do it myself, then rip off a part of my own shirt; another part of me didn’t want to look like a fool, walking around the village with a ripped shirt and tears down my face because I was too reckless when bandaging myself. Tavian was gentle and put just the right amount of pressure to stop the hurt. He had annoyance in his face but his actions said otherwise. He was a sympathetic man; so kind the girls around the same age as me flocked to him, and he politely declined them. Yes, I envied him to say the least, and I’d do anything to keep him in my life, as much I don’t wanna say those out loud.

Our mama saw the bandage and scolded us for playing too dangerously, but she immediately served us our small dinner of bread and pork. As we were eating, Mama showed us an old journal our strange grandma left behind before she went off to “become an ugly, evil witch”, so the bullies said. I couldn’t read yet so Tavian read some of the things there for me. 

“The fire ritual… Love potions… The ritual of land prosperity– Oh, grandmama really is a witch!”

“Shush!” Mama said angrily, “She obviously isn’t a real witch. She just pretends! I don’t know what’s up with that woman– believing in magic and all– but all I wish for her is good luck as she spends the rest of her days as a hermit.”

“Wait, where does she live now?” I asked.

“Oh, Garrett. If I told you where exactly, you boys will just go off to try and find her, will you? No! I won’t tell! There’s dangerous things that want to eat you out there, and I want my babies to be safe. Isn’t that right, little Mama’s boys?”

She pinched our cheeks and we laughed and complained.

We both wanted to be adventurous– we talked about slaying great evils all the time when Mama wasn’t around– but of course Mama prevented us from being that. Life was simple in Yellow Hill. Barely anyone traveled out to the bigger towns, yet Yellow Hill was said towns’ biggest source of crops (our specialty was wheat, and it was called Yellow Hill because there’s just so much yellow when the huge wheat fields were in time for harvest). These people had good reason though because the village and other towns were separated by thick woods, and all the residents were scared of the woods, with stories of werewolves and cryptids. I wasn’t scared though, neither was Tavian, I think. So that’s why, while Mama was sleeping soundly after tucking us in our straw beds, we sneaked out the house, into the woods, grandma’s journal in Tavian’s hand.

Tavian was the one who suggested this plan, and of course little ‘ol wild Garrett said yes immediately. Basically, we went off to do the ‘land prosperity ritual’, carrying our needed items like a bag of crushed stones, a dagger, wheat, and eggs, but for some reason it required us to be in a specific location: a specific cave. After lots of winding and turning among the tall, black trees, we found it. It wasn’t much; it was more like a big hole carved in the side of a big, rocky hill, but it looked nice to stay in to keep out of the rain– if there was any. Logically, we came in with torches in our hands, because if we didn’t we could’ve fell in the abrupt and steep hole just beyond the crevice. Little me slipped, my heart beated out of my chest, but Tavian caught me and pulled me up. He literally saved my life! 

In the middle of the cave we saw a premade fireplace on the floor, and there were torch handles, or whatever they’re called, held up by some sacred-looking women statues against the cave’s walls– all looked alike. They freaked me out a little but I still convinced myself I wasn’t scared of anything. It was a silly ritual anyway; it wasn’t like we believed in it, but we chose a nice one because if it worked then, well, that’d be a magnificent thing, we thought! So then we started the ritual, made a swirly symbol around the fireplace with crushed stone, put our offerings of wheat and chicken eggs inside our respective drawn circles, and then the next step was ‘calling upon the gods and stating our wish’.

We didn’t even know these gods, but we called out, “Demeter, your son Plutus, Phanes, and Noctara,” then we breathed in and out as we managed to read in the torch light what the journal said, “my love for you is, oh, so great. Please let prosperity run from my shovel to my gates. I ask you not of much; only my little land needs your touch.”

And then, well… things happened.

A surge of wild, magical energy ran through me. I was shocked and scared at first but the fear soon turned to amazement when I found that, while it had a lot of strength, it was ultimately harmless to me. I felt powerful! I felt as light as a feather! I felt like I could see everyone who’s sad, scared, in trouble, and poor and that I could help them, if I just reached out my hand towards them, right then and there–

My visions and the powerful feeling dispersed when I saw Tavian convulsing on the floor, foam on the side of his mouth.

I screamed for him, ran over and ruined the symbol just to get to him, and tried to wrap my arms around him. I wasn’t strong enough to hold him in place so he kept shaking violently, while I sat there not knowing what to do, brain as fried as it can be with everything I was experiencing. And then, unbearable, high-pitched screeching froze me for a moment. Covering my ears, I looked into the dark, steep hole but it didn’t sound like it was coming from there… I whipped around and found that it was coming from the statues– surely– it had to be– and it sounded like they were wailing in pain.

I didn’t know what to do. Oh, Tavian, I’m so sorry, idiotic Garrett didn’t know what to do. 

So I ran.

I ran out, screamed, ‘Mama!’ and ‘Help!’ echoed through the woods, but… I quickly got lost. I’m not sure how long I was stuck in the seemingly endless, same-looking woods but it felt like an eternity. I was scared, trapped, alone– all of this after a stupid ritual I thought would be funny or give the land peace and joy! With my eyes flooded, I soon mumbled out nonsense that was supposed to be my sincerest apologies to our mama. I had immense luck not to have been eaten by any wolves or cryptids before a group of people with torches came running towards me, all yelling my name.

“Garreeeeeett! Garreeeett! We’re here!”

As they got closer I recognized them; they were our hunters, and my mama was running among them– faster than them. I jumped into her warm arms and was expecting my deserved scolding, but she simply wept and hugged me tight. She warmed me greatly but she was as stiff as wood. I simply hugged her back, rubbing my tears away on her sleeve, and told her how sorry I was.

But the men urged us to stay alert. Wolves howled and crickets chirped. While the adults were worried about animals or creatures or even bandits, my mind was only on Tavian, and I wasn’t afraid to tell everyone that he needed help– badly. They asked me where the cave was but now I didn’t know because I got lost… but I tried to retrace my steps. I could tell some of the hunters were annoyed out of worry and started asking me questions about what Tavian and I were doing here, of which I was a little embarrassed to answer. Mama gave me a knowing look, looked angry at first, then sighed and became patient with me, comforting me as I semi-led the way to try to find the cave. Perhaps she was just too tired to be mad at the moment. Eventually… light seeped through the branches and I finally found the cave and pointed at it, while screaming my brother’s name and running towards it, but the light meant it was the morn… and the morn meant that it had been a long time since I left him. Despite that, hope was on everyone’s faces when we approached the cave, and when we went inside it…

Tavian wasn’t there.

“But… wait! He can’t have fallen in that hole! Look–look! There’s footsteps! And–and they’re leading out of the cave!” I said.

But after days and weeks of searching, it was like he just… disappeared.

And it was all my fault.

was busy with schoolwork but i don't wanna do it so badddd..... so i decided fuck it i'll post this instead 😭😭 okay i should rlly do my schoolwork now ugh bye hope u enjoyed this if you read it 🫶

[levodoom]

End of the Worlds

It took me a little longer than I had planned to get it all ready, but I've been working on a showcase of my lesser known worldbuilding projects/ideas, which is what that last art-series I've been posting the last few weeks was all about.

For anyone interested, you can learn more about these worlds by following the link.