#I hope y'all do too

[actual-changeling]

Ellie settles in front of the couch and crosses her legs, hands running over the carpet beneath her. It's still pretty soft even after years of dust and disuse, which makes their hair-braiding routine a lot more comfortable for her. Behind her, paper rustles quietly when Joel closes his book, refusing to dog-ear it and using a proper bookmark instead, and his hands gently squeeze her shoulders when he shifts around, one leg folded beneath him, the other on her right. She leans against it, her cheek pressed against his thigh, and closes her eyes when Joel starts carding his fingers through her hair.

"Anything specific?"

He always asks the same question, sometimes she is in the mood for a particular braid or style, but more often than not, she simply shakes her head and goes as limp as she possibly can while still being upright, putting most of her weight against his leg. On occasion, they watch a movie together, especially when Joel wants to try something difficult or new, but today, Ellie basks in the quiet, hoping it will carry over to her head.

Joel procures a brush from somewhere, it's like he always has it with him at this point, and untangles her hair from the ends up, movements slow and gentle. No matter how knotted it is, he never tugs too hard or hurts her scalp, and the leftover tension bleeds from her shoulders with every brush stroke.

They don’t talk, and Ellie is grateful for that, knowing that he is aware she’s having a bad day but leaving it to her if she wants to bring it up or not. Once her hair is smooth like silk, brown strands shimmering in the low light emitted by his reading lamp, Joel runs his knuckles down her cheek before starting to braid, and Ellie takes a deep breath. Sitting with him like this is calming, the most sinister thoughts weighing her down disappearing the instant she is in his presence, but the memories that have been following her around all day are shadows in her periphery, smoke rising from somewhere in the back of her mind. She slings her right arm loosely around his calf, not to steady herself, just to touch, to have something solid to hold onto, and Joel takes a break once he finishes one side of her head, the braid close to her scalp and temporarily secured.

His hands run down her neck and wrap around her shoulders, squeezing lightly. The low noise escaping her throat is the permission he was waiting for, and his thumbs gingerly press into her stiff muscles until they melt beneath his palms, massage continuing all across her upper back and up to the base of her skull. Having anyone else behind her like this is unimaginable, especially not with their hands this close to her throat, but with Joel neither her body nor her mind protest, content to let him do as he pleases. She has been hyper-aware of her surroundings all day, checking her back and periodically letting her gaze wander around the room, and she has lost count of the number of times she flinched away from people and noises alike. 

The paranoia sparking the current running across her skin is finally dissipating, and Ellie feels truly safe for the first time since this morning.

She reaches for his hands, clasping them in hers, and pulls him down until they are resting above her heart and she can tip her head back against his biceps; being enclosed like this by him makes her breaths come easier.

“Tough day?”

Ellie sighs, turning her head so Joel can press a kiss to her temple, and opens her eyes to escape the flames reaching for her in the dark. 

“Yeah,” she hesitates for a second, unsure of how much she feels like saying, “It’s- Silver Lake.”

The name still tastes bitter on her tongue, and she wants to chew it up and spit it out for good, but peace is as temporary as happiness, so she just hopes that Joel will keep the memories away from her dreams tonight. With her cheek squished against his arm, she feels him tense at her explanation, in anger, she knows, at the men he killed, the ones he couldn’t, and the one she sent straight to hell. Ellie nudges him with her nose until he rests his chin on the top of her head and goes soft again, hands shifting so he is holding hers instead. 

“Sleepover?”

No apology in the world will take away the pain she is carrying, and while Joel would try to lift it regardless, she prefers his way of doing it, his touch reaching so much further than words ever could. The heat radiating from his skin burrows its way through the layers of snow and ash, curling up around her heart and keeping it safe until morning.

“Sleepover,” she agrees, her yawn prompting him to finish up her hair so they can go to bed, and she has to resist the urge to chase after him when he pulls back. 

It is easier to drift away now, her body relaxing against his, trusting that Joel will keep her from slipping, and the gentle rhythm of his hands braiding her remaining hair lulls her right to the edge of sleep. By the time he is done, Ellie no longer smells smoke, and she sways when Joel carefully pulls her up from the floor, falling into his waiting arms. A day full of fear is catching up with her, exhaustion a common price to pay, so she doesn’t complain when Joel picks her up, pressing herself as close to his chest as possible while he carries her up the stairs. They settle into the sheets together, and Joel lays her down safely contained between him and the wall. Ellie cuddles against him the second he follows, face buried in his shirt, and the few stray tears flowing down her cheeks as they fall asleep, Joel holding her as tightly as he can, taste like relief.

[h0bbs-a]

𝙾𝙽𝙴:    𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙾𝙱 𝙷𝙾𝙱𝙱𝚂,    𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳.

he stops her in the garage,   hand wrapped around her arm before she steps foot in the mudroom.   " hey. "   her steps stutter,   &   the beating in her chest grows heavy as a drum,   battering against ribcage as if there were no lungs to silence its pounding.   take a deep breath,   she turns to look up at him,   her dad,   with bright blue eyes   &   an unassuming expression.   " what's up? "   a simple response.   his lips pull back   &   teeth are bared in a grin that sends confusion to her thoughts.   it's comforting to see her dad smile,   it's different than she remembers.   " you're a great hunting buddy.   i had a good time today. "   this hunting is better than the other,   she'd rather it be this way.   " thanks, "   she replies,   " i had a good time too. "

the hobbs family was nothing short of a normal,   small town family in minnesota.   garret jacob h.obbs worked a menial job,   not a passion project by any means,   but he didn't care.   it allowed him to take care of his daughter,   his pride   &   joy.   growing up,   abigail was her father's daughter,   always wanting to be around him,   do what he did,   cried when he went to work,   &   hugged him tight when he got back.   it was perfect that way   (   louise didn't mind,   or at least abigail assumed as such   ).

they had their traditions,   abigail wrote him a note in his lunchbox before work every day until high school started.   he didn't mind   (   or at least abigail assumed as much   )   because she was a teenager,   this was bound to happen.   so instead he started teaching her to hunt,   it was his thing   &   he wanted to share his things with her,   thus,   it was their thing.   even when the hunting started off as that kind,   the normal kind,   she couldn't get into it.   there was something inhumane about it:   but they would honor every part of the deer.   that was her father's promise,   every part of every animal would be honored.

that remained his promise,   it never changed,   even when abigail told him she was getting ready to apply to college   (   a trigger,   with her finger on it   ).   he couldn't lose her,   he couldn't lose his baby girl.

the first kill was by himself,   she looked like abigail,   &   he had to keep her,   he had to honor her.   that's when he told her of what he did,   &   that's when she got roped in.   " i can't lose you,   i can't lose you,   it's you or it's them.   i don't know what to do. "   abigail takes a gap year.

abigail loves her dad,   that much is clear   &   will always be clear.   even as they worked together,   that much was clear to her.   she loved him   &   he loved her:   he loved her so much he had to do this.

she wondered constantly what this meant.   was making her an accomplice part of this love?   was it something worse or was it the most honest confession her father had?

even as she was his bait,   she loved him,   but she also hated him for what she was doing.   she loved him,   but she also feared for the day he did what he always wanted to do.

when that day comes,   it's a normal day.   they play their normal father,   daughter roles.   they rope louise into their little game of make pretend.   a man calls the house   &   she pays it little to no mind   (   weird accent,   she thinks   ),   until the phone call ends.   her dad turns frantic   &   she asks,   out of an all knowing fear,   " dad?   what's wrong? "

he's finally gone,   events unfold   &   abigail faces a cacophany of thoughts:

abigail loved her dad,   maybe she still does,   but she did until the bitter end.

abigail hates her dad,   forever will,   but she didn't always.

he made her into something,   he gave her his genes   &   he gave her his filth.   he is scarred into her beyond her just having his eyes.   he's in her neck   &   he always will be.

there is a father shaped hole in her,   shaped almost like herself.   the lines blurred at the end,   abigail   &   garret melting into one another in a way she cannot seperate,   like a wine stain on carpet,   he is a wine stain within her.

[eppidid]

Alright class yall get to listen to me infodump about some of my ocs because someone needs to know them

Let’s start with a personal favorite, Damien

Damien is just a silly little very stoic guy who is definitely autistic but passes well. He also kills and eats people. Not for fun. Not really. His first kill was a coworker, whose name I cannot be bothered to remember. He killed him due to the fact that he was gonna do some bad things to Regina, who will be talked about in a bit. After that he’s forced to eat dead guy by his employer who is also Regina’s mother and a bitch. Throughout his story he becomes more and more numb to the things he’s doing to the point where he finds some sort of comfort from it.

Next is Regina, who never deserves anything bad to happen to her but because all my trauma is forced onto my characters she gets the ✨horrors✨. She was the one before that was being treated bad by the now dead guy, and is Damien’s main responsibility as a butler. She’s 6, has negligent parents who forget about her all the time and can’t even remember her name, and has a teacher who abuses her. Regina also has a crush on Damien that is really only formed because he is the only person in her life who is really there for her. (I do not ship Damien and Regina. No one should ship Damien and Regina. There is a nine year age difference, 15 and 6.) Regina is what is known as a ‘mature for their age’ aka just fucking traumatized, and it’s understandable due to the fact that she is an accessory to murder and also a cannibal without her consent.

Amelia is the bitch mother mentioned earlier, and also Damien’s employer. She’s forgetful as fuck, especially with names. Since the murder of the other housekeeper she has become a heavy drinker. Her and her husband are very wealthy (not sure how) and they spend most of their time away on trips, which is where she first tried human meat and why she suggested cooking Arnold (that’s his fucking name!).

Onto some different characters with less sad stories to them:)

Let’s start with Issac, who is very dear to me and I based him off the vibes I get from ranfren. He doesn’t use his emotions outwardly a lot unless it’s to get what he wants, and he likes to find bad people and torture them because hey, why not. But then he met his wonderful girlfriend and he is so fucking good to her I cannot stress that enough. He fucking loves Hanna with all his heart and is not afraid to show it. When they first met and were planning out a date he protected her from her slightly abusive ex by bashing his head with a crowbar (he lived). Sadly that’s all I’ve got for his story so far.

Now let’s talk about Hanna, his wonderful girlfriend who is amazing. She is the sweetest person you’ll ever meet, and no one knows why she fell for Issac but her and me. She’s clumsy, cheerful, a horrible cook, a wonderful artist, and likes to be outside in nature. She met Issac walking to work one day and decided to call in sick so she could shoot her shot. More than a little oblivious to social cues she didn’t notice that he was annoyed by her at first, but she didn’t miss it when Issac gave her his number. Now they live happily ever after and Issac still does his incredibly illegal activities but it’s ok because Hanna finds his sense of justice charming.

But anyways yeah that's my infodump for today. Soon yall can get some art for Damien and Regina and maybe one day I'll draw Issac and Hanna. One day.

[bookshelfdreams]

yk when you see someone share a finished handmade item that they clearly spent a lot of time and money on and it's just. The absolute tackiest thing you have seen in your life. And then you ask yourself why someone would waste all those resources on such an eyesore.

(no, of course you can't relate to that because you're a much nicer person than me)

In any case.

BEHOLD!

A wool coat!

The top fabric is handwoven and handspun, the whole thing is sewn by hand, too.

Leftovers. Barely anything, all things considered, which is very satisfying.

This thing took me well over 3 years to make, on and off. And now I'm done.

Thank you for your attention.

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

October – William Merritt Chase // There it Goes – Maisie Peters

[inkskinned]

she says he won't let her get a dog, which is fine, because they're in an apartment, and that's the kind of thing people say about their partners. he won't let me get a dog. and you're at a dinner party and you tilt your head a little to the side just like that dog he won't let her get, because is this the thing that's going to upset you? you don't know every corner of their relationship, she could be joking, they could have had so many healthy conversations about the dog, right, and maybe she's not letting herself get the dog because of money and time and whatever. but, like, she did say let

and she wants to move away from his hometown and he wants to stay and then he tells you with a wink and a conspiratorial stage whisper don't worry i'll convince her and she laughs about it - so clearly this is something they laugh about. but you do just stand there and stare at him like what the fuck, man. you can't say what you want to say which is why do you get the final say on everything because they're both obviously aware of the other person's stance on this and have obviously had private conversations about it and what are you going to do about it except make a scene and then he'll be mad at you and call you one of those bitches behind your back and she'll cut you off, which is a loss that doesn't feel worth it just because he makes you a little skeeved out every 3rd comment

and they both agree he just isn't the type to get flowers which is fine because everyone shows love differently, and are you really gonna judge someone based on their sense of individual relationship responsibility? maybe he's constantly cleaning her car and writing her poems and making her furniture or something. maybe she doesn't even like flowers and this is perfect, actually. and no you couldn't date him, obviously, ew; but like, she tells you she's happy. you almost send her a tiktok that says don't be 25 and the cool girl that doesn't need anything, you'll hate not getting flowers at 30, but that's like, starting drama & you shouldn't start drama needlessly.

and you're a little older than her but not so much older you can pull the whole trust me on this one babe thing and besides that wouldn't have worked anyway (when does it ever) and besides you have trauma so you and your therapist both agree that you're always looking for a problem even when there isn't one. and you tell yourself that just because you see them for 15 minutes every month does not mean you can identify every single red flag based on a single shitty half-joking(?) comment

and besides, what are you going to do? she says i actually wanted another stand mixer but thankfully he stops me when i'm about to spend too much money and you're standing there like are you okay? is this normal? is this just something people say? and again - what are you going to do?

to your therapist you try to language it - it's not, like, any of my business. but sometimes, doesn't it feel like - you should do something. there's got to be something, right? you've tried dropping little hints but they sail right through and you've tried having a single serious conversation and she got upset because why does it matter to you, yes it's different but we're happy, it doesn't need to make sense to you and you're like. really unwilling to push a boundary about it anymore; because the truth is that you know logically it shouldn't matter to you, as long as both parties are happy.

and besides, you've been wrong before. it's just... like, every time you see them both, something else happens, some kind of shiver down your spine like do you even hear each other when you talk. it's their strange, bickering orbit. just the way he's on his phone through dinner or watching sports instead of helping in the kitchen or, fuck, another one of these little throwaway comments he makes about we'll see about that, babe. she laughs when he calls her passions stupid shit and meanwhile she gets him tickets to see the knicks and he tells you well at least she's smart about something and still! it's none of your business.

you say get the dog anyway and she laughs. like, this is is you being funny. and not you saying - no really. get the dog. get the dog and get out of here. pack up and start running.

[shevr]

good news : i might try to draw some more again this month bad news? : its mostly from trying to 10+ years later join the Equestria Daily NATG so its really just gonna be horses. might not share it all

also as mentioned this is drawn after the very very good picture from this post

[crabsnpersimmons]

just wanted to say thank you for all the LOVE for Clip! he's happy to be here!

Clip is hella competitive 😅

and here are some doodles inspired by some of your comments and tags!

@nowiknowthislooksbad @normal-about-the-dca

he's having fun (: (the kind of fun i would hate because i don't like the sound of balloons popping..)

@vacantfields @petrixmuserb

i like to think the hair salon does these kinds of things for charity often. would you be in line? what would you pick?

@ramblingsofacotlfangirl @salamansir

oh dear..

@bennydunbar

loved this tag so i HAD to draw something for it--

oop well okay! i think that's enough for today! thanks again!

[rocketonthemoon]

I'm kinda new to the fandom and you seem to rec fics that I don't see around a lot. Any older SC fics I should look up?

Well I dunno how much I can vouch for my taste but SC fics I really like that are more than a few years old:

Where Lamps Go to Die by WastedOn - Kara pretends to be in a relationship with Supergirl and Lena gets jealous (probably my absolute favorite SC fic. One of the first I read and genuinely a lot of fun)

lena dies on a wednesday by @karalovesallthegirls - Lena is trapped in a loop, reliving the day she dies over and over again. She just doesn’t know it. (I think this was one of the first SC fics I ever read? absolutely fantastic)

in the shadow of that green light also by @karalovesallthegirls - Kara wakes from an accident with no memory and a mysterious caretaker who creates more questions than she answers. (I'm not normally one for horror but this is SO good and makes me want to rattle the bars of my enclosure it's so good)

1,370,911 by @pippytmi - Soulmate AND Singer/Songwriter AU (I reread this on the regular you don't understand the grip it has on me)

We Deserve Only Good Things by @thornedrose44 - Kara and Lena are working through how to be friends again and an alien has them meet the younger versions of each other (yeah this one wrecks me in the best ways honestly)

quiet when i'm coming home (i'm on my way) by @valkyrieskwad - Kara's a retired smoke jumper and has to figure out life afterwards (Kara learns how to fucking heal and I'm in love with this honestly)

and of course I gotta plug @i-am-robie's you're gunna find yourself someway, somehow - Morning Glory AU aka one of my favorite Kara fics ever

And then of course I gotta plug my own work.

These are only a small handful of course. This fandom is so talented there's so many good one's to choose! So like just go through my bookmarks and have a good time. Don't forget to leave comments!!!

[gothoffspring]

Hi friends, I'm back with another full body recolor! This harness dress by @belaloallure3 is one of my favorite pieces of cc, and the lack of simlish swatches pretty much guaranteed it was going to receive the recolor treatment from me. I'm slowly but surely working through the (very) long list of meshes I've been wanting to recolor, and I'm very happy with how these turned out. I hope you like them! Details, credits and download link below the cut.

Details:

This is a recolor of belaloallure3's harness dress. You will need the mesh for these to show up, which you can find right here.

You get 10 various swatches. I didn't really have a theme with these, just used logos I liked and thought went well with the mesh. About half of the designs I translated to simlish myself, a few I got from various simlish logo packs and two (three headed dog + nirvana) were made by my bestie @hauntedtrait!

You can see an unedited in game photo right here to get more of an idea of what they'll look like during gameplay. I also uploaded a few more photos of another swatch here.

Credits:

thank you to belaloallure3 for this lovely mesh and for allowing recolors.

credit for designs + simlish graphics that i didn't make myself: eyeball fortress, foxxluv, kooky love, stephen rhodes, cloudypixel, hauntedtrait, andrevasims. All fonts used were found through franzillasims' masterpost right here. thank you all!

DL: SFS / MF

@mmfinds @alwaysfreecc

[somewhereincairparavel]

What would the seven wear? - Fashion Style analysis ( HOO Girls Ver.)

as a kid I used to want to be a fashion designer so making this post healed my inner child <3 enjoy ~

HAZEL LEVESQUE - okay okay omgg this girl would have the best fashion sense out of all of them (imo) because she is influenced by SO many fashion aesthetics, like her style would be vintage and modern at the same time! I feel like she would love long flowy dresses because it was the most common clothing women would wear in the 40's, she would love floral patterns sm because they are so cheery and it lightens her mood, this would bring out her "adorable" style more. also. JACKETS. this girl is OBESSED with jackets and cardigans, particularly in the colors brown and black. Overall her style is a mix of cheery, cute but she has that pluto edge to her style aswell with the jackets.

PIPER MCLEAN- honestly as much as she would hate to admit it, i feel like Piper would LOVE pink, pale pink takes up the majority of her palette. Her style is very youthful and it's a mix of rebel indie kid and soft coquette core. LOVES LOVES LOVES denim shorts, they are like a must in her wardrobe. Also, She loves jewelry, whether it be tassel earrings, beady bracelets and necklaces, rings etc. like she defo cares more about accessorizing than the actual clothing. she wears baggy white shirts a lot for some reason, but it suits her so well. Crop tops are a must, specifically pink or purple ones with a cute image on it, remember she wore a hello kitty crop top? yeah like that. I feel like her style is the most fresh and childlike without it being over the top, it is so cute. i love her style sm.

ANNABETH CHASE- Annabeth's style is super elegant tbh, she LOVES wearing grey, orange and white imo, also, i feel like she LOVES light blue/dark blue jeans. Ofc Annabeth loves caps, its like super dear to her, she doesn't have a specific "style" she just loves changing it a lot. Annabeth LOVES long dresses especially if they are white/warm brown. Her style is just super chill and modern. Percy is down bad when she wears baggy shirts tho cuz she slays so hard in them Annabeth loves knitted lace jackets because it gives off very homely vibes. Overall her style is super authentic and fresh tbh.

REYNA AVILA RAMIREZ ARELLANO- i have a feeling that reyna would love dressing up. it brings her comfort, she was the hairdresser in circe's island after all, Reyna is just straight up royal core. she likes wearing corsets, and silk gowns, Her color palette is gold, black, white, violet, and dark maroon tbh. Reyna LOVES large gold earrings that just dangle y'know? it makes her feel and look regal. She also loves circlets that you wear on the head. uggh she has got that roman classiness y'know. Super fancy and enjoys wearing long robes and skirts, i love my fancy shmancy queen <3

[vashstash]

Figured I'll join the bandwagon! A splash art for the Simmons' route that I had an honor to make when I was a part of rvbfds project. Hope y'all like it as much as I enjoyed making this piece!

[thegreatyin]

alright! let's get this clown show on the road!

if you want to attend the scoundrel and the scientist's (un)happy nuptials, send a calling card to either of them and comment on this post that you want an invite! it's a bazaar wedding. i have a frankly absurd amount of OaW. between two accounts, everyone should hopefully be able to get a slice of the funny canon fake marriage OC pie.

i'll leave the offer on this post up until September 22nd, 3pm EST. after that... well. after that we have a wedding to put on (・ω <)

[sage-nebula]

Sonic fandom, if we could muster enough energy to get Paramount to fix ugly Sonic for his crimes of being ugly, then we can muster that same energy to get them to fire James Marsden from all future Sonic Movie projects after 3 for his crimes of writing a letter defending a self-admitted child rapist and then not bothering to say as much as "I shouldn't have done that, my bad" almost a month after his defense of said child rapist was made public. We can do this. I believe in us.

[skrunksthatwunk]

landing

[katiekatdragon27]

Sorry for being cringe, it will happen again.

In the Flatland discord (and on Tumblr in general lol), I've been seeing a lot of gjinkas, and as someone who made gjinkas a while back of A. Sphere and A. Square, I decided to revamp them for fun plus my oc. Also, now the name reveals are in a drawing now! Live laugh love Angelica, Abel, and Anthony <3

I kept Anthony the same. Still the silly amoeba guy. He just got another arm. Abel got a little wider and rounder in general, he's actually wearing the suspenders this time, gave him his bowtie back, and the glove is on his right hand so he can hold A. Square while doing other things (he's left-handed cuz I said so). Angelica is just based on really shitty AI art but done artistically. I'm so cool guys, reclaiming AI art one 4D gjinka at a time.

Below is progress photos and a sketchy comic:

Here's the old ass comic that I still find funny (it's like almost a year old):

Transcript: A.S: Madam, may I ask something of you? A.T: Sure! What’s up? A.S: Is it possible that I could maybe see your ina- A.S: -aaaa… (A. square’s speech thing) Square: PLEASE SIR LET ME SEE YOUR INSIDES!! A.S: Uh- Never mind. A.T: Oh. are you sure? A.S: Positive *shutters*

I thought I was so funny for this but I'll let the council decide.

Have a good one guys!