#Light suuuuuucks

[nightmare-foundation]

As someone who does see Ozpin and Ozma as the same person and Ozpin being essentially a defense mechanism and a constructed identity, I don’t think him basically devour souls makes him evil bc that’s Light fault. He tricked Ozma into accepting it. Think the train scene in Invincible, that’s how it is. Light killed those people not Ozma. Oscar is in danger but they will be separated. The merge is a bad thing and needs to be overcomes. Light is Ozma’s villain like how Adam is the Bees’.

I also one of the Ozlem endgame ppl too so that’s prob influences my thinking.

Yeah the merge thing definitely isn't Oz's fault. Light manipulated Ozma into accepting his task and thus the curse. Regardless of how it works, it was never his fault and he definitely isn't evil for it. A lot of people seem to love painting Oz basically as the root of all evil loll.

Generally I never agreed with the idea that Oz just... devours his hosts and his hosts disappear. My thoughts on the merge can be summarized in this video pretty well.

While i don't think he devours his hosts, I definitely don't think the merge is a good thing either lol. While Oscar won't disappear, even if the merge happens, that change is still unwilling on both Oz and Oscars parts. Ozpin as we know him (the mischievous, knowing Headmaster) will functionally cease to exist and Oscar Pine is changed, though the dominant identity will be Oscar, just with the added... 'bonus' of a Gods tyrannical mission, magic, and more memories. Ironwood hit the nail on the head when he said "Eventually, you won't be able to tell who's who anymore." Just in the... opposite direction than he meant, considering he's an unreliable narrator lol.

Generally there's lots of reasons why I don't see it as his hosts disappearing and Oz essentially just stealing their identity as a means to escape from being Ozma. Like, merging souls is bound to legitimately change his identity, considering your aura is YOU. It's your identity. His merge is a merging of identities. It's why Oscar is identifying with Oz's memories, why Oz always frames the merge as an inheritance or Oscar taking from him, etc. Plus there's Oz just... abandoning his old staff and making a cane, and there's the whole theme with your weapon being an extension of yourself- and we've never seen any other character abandon their weapon. Not even Cinder technically did. And he made it after he "[...] learned to work with the lives in which he had been paired."- which is REALLY interesting loll. (Also, adding in here after I finished writing the post- in that same scene, the host is in control of the body, and Oz is briefly seen off to the side, looking the exact same as the host, vs when his first host spoke to him and Ozma jumped back, looking like OZMA, not his host. I think he somehow changed how his curse worked? Which has FASCINATING implications)

Sorry, I love to yap about the merge Oz has to deal with. I have a million thoughts on his merge and how it works, especially tied into the Ozlem reconciliation. Because man, that'd be another reason why Oz is so scared to actually talk to Salem; he wants to reconcile with her so badly, but would she still love him? Would she still care for him even though he's not truly Ozma anymore? And that's just getting past the fear if she ever truly loved him in the first place.

And about Light being the Adam to Oz's Blake- i totally agree. I doubt the parallels are 1:1, especially if I'm wrong about Oz having abandoned Lights mission, but the parallels are definitely there and it's very interesting and sad.

But yeah lol, TL;DR- Oz absolutely isn't evil for his unwilling merge with his hosts. People who demonize him for it baffle me considering it wasn't his choice.

[cavefairy]

writing tip fo today:

blue eye light sensitivity !!!

so whats so different about blue eyes vs all the other colors ?

simple. blue eyed folks (like myself and my siblings) have a higher sensitivity to light than people with other eye colors. for example, walking out of a store in the middle of a sunny day will hurt. a lot. we get all squinty-eyed and take longer to adjust to the bright sunlight. sunglasses are a huge help when outside, especially while driving. cute-but-effective sunglasses are the key. cloudy days are our best friends.

go forth and use this knowledge well, writer friends <3

[alicescaling]

Brothers Conflict DENGEKI Girl’s Style Premium Short Story

Masterlist.

This was originally published as a Dengeki Girls Style Premium Story, but was later included in the Brothers Conflict Decade & Love light novel (which is where I read/translated it). Please enjoy!

It won’t end with a summer romance.

It’s a cloudless, blue sky. The midsummer sun shines brilliantly. Before my eyes, the ocean glimmers brightly.

Tsubaki: “This suuuuuucks…”

No matter where I look, there are lovey-dovey couples everywhere. And yet, even when I look away…

Wataru: “Let’s goooo, Yuu-kun!”

Yuusuke: “Jeez! Wataru, you’re getting too worked up…”

They’re like kindergarteners in a sandbox. To make matters worse, that sand flies out towards the parasol that I’m sitting under and hits me.

Tsubaki: “Hey, Yuusuke. You mind taking that over to the ocean or something—?”

Yuusuke: “Whaa, no way. Playing in the water with a little brat’ll make me seem like some sorta desolate guy or something.”

What kind of pride does Yuusuke think he has..?

Tsubaki: “Got it, whaaatever.��

If these guys aren’t gonna move, then I’ll just have to move instead.

(I wish Azusa were here… or even just Natsume.)

I find an empty seat at the edge of a less crowded part of the beachside, at the clubhouse, and sit down.

(It wasn’t supposed to be like this at first, though…)

★☆★

Masaomi: “Hey, everyone. This weekend, would you like to go stay overnight at the ocean?”

After dinner, Masa-nii had said that the day before yesterday.

Ukyo: “This is terribly sudden. What brought this on, Masaomi-niisan?”

Masaomi: “Mmhm– the truth is, Mom’s the one who asked me. Here.”

Masa-nii takes out a tablet. Reflected on it is the home page for a resort hotel.

It’s a small, compact establishment that only has five rooms. On the other hand, though, all the rooms are concept rooms that were made by famous designers.

Tsubaki: “It’s in… Shonan, huh. Hmmm, not bad. We could also head to the beach. Right, Azusa?”

Azusa: “That’s true. It’s a little secluded, too, which means it’ll be quiet at night.”

Masaomi: “It seems that the owner is a friend of Mom’s…”

Originally, the day after, a party of tourists had reserved the entire place for themselves. Then, they suddenly cancelled. The owner, in a difficult position, said that they would book the place for a cheaper price if that worked.

Tsubaki: “Sounds good to me~ It’s pretty close by.”

Azusa: “It’d also be helping someone else out. I won’t be able to join until the second day, though. I have work the first day we’d be there.”

Kaname: “By the way, Masa-nii, what about Imouto-chan?”

Masaomi: “Ahh, a little while ago, she said she’d come.”

At that moment, the atmosphere in the room changed.

Kaname: “I see. In that case, I’ll come too. All the rooms are for two people, right? Haha, I’m looking forward to it.”

Wataru: “Kana-kana, there’s no waaaay I’ll–”

Ukyo: “..... Wataru. Don’t make such an unbecoming face. Kaname, our sister will be getting a room for herself. Naturally, of course.”

Yuusuke: “I-I wanna go too! Even if you say I can’t, I’m goin’ anyways.”

Wataru: “Me too! I can, right, Maa-kun?”

Suddenly, the room went loud and boisterous as everyone erupted into noise.

Azusa: “But if the hotel only has five two person rooms, then the max capacity is ten people. Is it alright if we all go?”

Masaomi: “Ah, that’s…”

Masa-nii explained that some of our brothers had already said they wouldn’t be going.

Louis: “Mmm, I can’t. I’m booked.”

Subaru: “I’ve got training camp starting the day after tomorrow.”

Iori: “You want me to go out with Kaname-niisan? … laughable.”

Masaomi: “And I also called the brothers outside the mansion, but…”

Fuuto: “Don’t ask me stupid questions. I already told you that I’m on location through next week.”

Natsume: “The sea? Hmmmm…. I’d like to go, but I have a business trip this weekend.”

Hikaru: “Yeaaaaah, sorry. I can’t go outside right now due to various circumstances. Please don’t come looking for me… ciao.”

Masaomi: “In which case, the ones who’ll be joining are…. Kaname, Tsubaki, Yuusuke, Wataru, and on the second day, Azusa, too. Ukyo, can you go? The truth is, I have a patient I’m worried about, so I’d like to stay.”

Ukyo: “Understood. I’ll go in your stead.”

Kaname: “So with Imouto-chan, that makes seven people going. Mhm, in which case, we should be fine. …. guess it’s decided, then.”

At that moment, a single aspiration– no, a single dream– was born in my heart.

The truth is, the results of an audition I’d had were due to come out the day after the next.

It’s for an anime adaptation of a really popular video game. Of course, I like it too, but above that, it’s for a game that she loves.

I’d gone for the lead role. I’d gotten a really good response, so I was super confident that I’d get it.

(A nice hotel, the summer seaside… that’s when I’ll reveal it to her. “I got the lead role for the anime based off that game”.)

It’d be a total win for me, wouldn’t it? Seems like the tides are turning my way, right?

The night before we headed out, my heart beat so fast in my chest I could barely sleep.

★☆★

— Then, the appointed day. That is to say, today.

The day that would be jam-packed with meaningful memories and milestones… at least, it was supposed to be.

The first incident of the day happened right as we were getting ready to leave.

Ukyo: “What’s wrong, why does your face seem red?”

She’d suddenly fallen ill with a fever. Like, seriously?!

Luckily, though, it seemed like her fever was already going down with a little bit of rest. That, at least, was a relief.

Ukyo: “We’ll wait and see how she’s feeling in a day. Kaname, you take everyone else and head on before us. We’ll join you tomorrow with Azusa.”

Kaname: “Got it. Sounds good. I’ll keep up appearances for Mom, since we already said we’ll be going. I’m trusting Imouto-chan with you, Kyo-nii.”

Ukyo: “Of course, please leave her to me.”

Kaname: “That being said, don’t let yourself get swayed by any wicked desires while you’re attending her, okay?”

Ukyo: “......... please don’t lump me in with the likes of you.”

I wonder how she’s doing? I’ll have to ask Azusa to keep a close eye on her later.

(Even so, she won’t be coming…..)

To be honest, I was a little disappointed. Still, her health takes priority.

I encouraged myself, getting into the car. We left Tokyo, my spirits lifting a bit once I started to smell the scent of the ocean.

Which leads us into the next incident.

“About that popular anime you auditioned for the other day…”

Once we got to the hotel, I’d received a call from my manager.

“You see, unfortunately, the lead role went to someone else.”

Eh—!!!!

“But that being said, the original author of the work was really impressed by your audition. So impressed that he’s offering you a different role.”

The role of the protagonist’s best friend. Of course, that isn’t bad at all. Any other day, and I’d have no objections. But…. but today of all days!

(Haah….)

She isn’t here. I didn’t get the lead role.

(What was even the point of coming all the way to Shonan, then!? If I know things’d be like this, I would’ve just stayed home and watched a bunch of anime in my room!)

I set my luggage down in my room, and by the time I got to the beach, my mental state was completely wrecked.

★☆★

Kaname: “Why’re you in a place like this?”

Suddenly, I hear a familiar voice call out from nearby.

Tsubaki: “Ah, Kana– huh?!”

Just as I thought, it was Kana-nii who’d called out to me. But he isn’t alone. There’s a woman hanging off of each of his shoulders.

Both of them are showing off their bodies, wearing tight, incredibly revealing swimsuits.

“Hey, who’s this kid?”

Kaname: “Ahhh, he’s my friend.”

“Ehhh~ He’s cute~ The two of you are really good looking~”

Kaname: “Thank you! Let’s all get along, okay?”

“‘Kaaaay~”

I’m pretty sure Kana-nii went off to go buy drinks about ten minutes ago.

And somehow, in only that amount of time, he’s managed to get us into this situation.

Tsubaki: “Kana-niiiii, you’re totally moving too fast.”

Kaname: “Hm? No I’m not. They’re the ones who asked “how about we play together”. Right?”

“Yuuuuuuup.”

“Right~”

Even though he says that, I’m pretty sure that he’s got an atmosphere about him that makes people wanna talk to him. Like some sorta pheromone.

“What’s he mean by “Kana-nii”? Do you two happen to be brothers~?”

Kaname: “Hm? Ahh, no, we aren’t. But he is like a little brother to me, though.”

Woooooah woah woah, we’re totally fully blood related.

Kaname: “My name’s Takanari. So he combines the second and third kana of my name to make “Kana-nii”.”

He says this all as naturally as breathing. And what’s with the fake name?

Kaname: “And over here is…. Tarou.”

What’s up with that random name?

Maybe my irritation is starting to show on my face. Kana-nii slips his hand away from where it was holding one of the girls’, and he whispers to me.

Kaname: “Please put up with it. Who knows what kind of articles the press would come out with if they found out a famous voice actor was flirting around.”

Tsubaki: “I’ve got nothing to do with this. I don’t even wanna flirt with these girls anyways.”

Kaname: “....... huh.”

A slightly mischievous smile rises to Kana-nii’s face.

Kaname: “Sorry, do you mind waiting here for a moment? I need to talk to Tarou about something real quick.”

We move a little bit away from the women, somewhere out of view.

Kaname: “Hey, could this attitude be spurred on by your feelings for Imouto-chan?”

Tsubaki: “Whaddya mean by “spurred on”? I dunno what you mean, I just don’t feel like playing around with girls I don’t know.”

Kaname: “You’re devoted, huh. Of course, I’m not going to force you if you don’t want to. But I do want you to hear me out. …. life is short and fleeting.”

Hah?

Kaname: “That’s why it’s so important to bring color to your life. And the thing that brings you color is called “fate”.”

Tsubaki: “The hell’re you on about?”

Kaname: ““Fate” is what brings about the ties that connect people to each other. It brings people who previously did not know each other together. And from that, new possibilities are born.”

I have no idea what he’s talking about…. But for some reason, I find myself lost in his words.

Kaname: “Life is full of wonderful connections. You could even say that they’re what enrich our lives. However, they’re hard to come by. That’s why we need to take an active role in seeking them out.”

Kana-nii’s voice is slow, the certainty in his voice seeping into my chest.

Kaname: “Maybe the best time to make those connections is now, the opportunity right before your eyes. And if you miss it, you might not get a second chance. Who knows– maybe one of those girls could be one of those connections. Are you willing to let this chance go?”

Kana-nii smiles kindly.

Kaname: “I think that your devotion is wonderful. But I also think that that devotion can wait until you’re dating.”

At first, I thought he was going on about something crazy. But the more I listen to him, the more my head’s completely absorbed in his speech…

(I guess that maybe…. you could say that…)

I find myself maybe agreeing with Kana-nii’s words. Or maybe I’m just being brainwashed.

Kaname: “C’mon, let’s head back.”

Kana-nii suddenly begins moving. I see the women’s forms. Unconsciously, I take a step forward.

Tsubaki: “Tarou here~ Nice to meetcha!”

★☆★

I don’t really remember what happened after that. We ate a lot of different things, and talked about a lot of different things. I think we even had some alcohol, too.

I realize that there are now six women here.

(Huh…. it’s been a while. Since I’ve felt like this.)

Once upon a time, I used to sometimes pass the time like this. I remember it being fun.

(I haven’t done it since she came along, though….)

…. She?

I suddenly find the face of my little stepsister floating to my mind.

(Is it alright for me to be doing this?)

“Hey~ Tarou. Let’s head to the water.”

Someone tugs on my hand. It’s one of the first girls I’d talked to. I recognize her by her hair, which is styled half-up.

“C’mon, let’s go~”

My chest feels hazy, alcohol still flowing through my body. I go to stand up.

“Kyahh!”

At that moment, the woman’s body suddenly tilts. I see her foot get stuck in a cavity in the sand.

Without thinking, I reach my hand out. I wrap it around her waist, propping her up.

Tsubaki: “Are you alright?”

“Ah, yeah.”

Tsubaki: “Can you stand? Your foot isn’t sprained, is it? …. you’re fine, thank god.”

“Thank you…..”

She lets out a large breath. Her face looks like it’s flushed.

“Tarou, you have a great voice.”

Tsubaki: “...... really?”

“Mmhmm. I think you’d make a really good voice actor~”

…. I already am, though.

Still, it makes me happy to hear my voice be praised. A laugh slips out of me despite myself.

Tsubaki: “Sorry, I’m a bit drunk. I shouldn’t head to the water.”

“That so? ‘Kay….. I won’t either, then.”

I drop down to sit on the sand. When I do, she follows suit, sitting down beside me.

Kana-nii looks out at us from over by the water’s edge.

★☆★

As the sun moves through the sky, the sea begins to stain a deep crimson.

The women from earlier are also gone. Yuusuke and the others went back to the hotel a little while ago, leaving just me and Kana-nii left on the shore.

Kaname: “Hey, Tsuba-chan, about that woman with her hair half-up.”

Tsubaki: “Yeah?”

Kaname: “She seemed to have a nice atmosphere about her. Did you two manage to connect?”

Tsubaki: “I’m not sure. But you’re amazing, Kana-nii. You really got me in the mood. As expected from the number two at Club Buddha.”

Kaname: “You’re giving me too much credit. I’m not number one, I’m number two.”

Kana-nii gives me a bitter smile.

Kaname: “But to be honest, I think that this was good for you, Tsuba-chan.”

Tsubaki: “Huh?”

Kaname: “You were in a pretty bad mood today, Tsuba-chan. You seemed irritated.”

Tsubaki: “Kana-nii….”

Kaname: “It might sound strange for me to say this, since I’m still young and inexperienced, but I think that people shine best when they carry themselves with confidence.”

Kana-nii stares heavily at the horizon, the sun submerging behind it.

Kaname: “Hey, Tsuba-chan.”

Somehow, the feeling in his tone changes.

Kaname: “We’ve changed since Imouto-chan’s come into our lives. Of course, many of those changes have been good ones. But I think that we’ve also changed in negative ways, too.”

Negative ways? What’s that supposed to mean?

Kaname: “To tell the truth, we’ve been blessed in many ways. And thanks to that, well…. we’re rather popular. And for a man, popularity is one of the things that gives us confidence, above all else.”

Tsubaki: “..... I mean, I can’t really deny that.”

Kaname: “But that’s where Imouto-chan differs. No matter what any of us do, not one of us has managed to make her look our way. …. which, naturally, is a shock.”

Tsubaki: “..... yeah.”

Kaname: “But that’s because our little sister is a wonderful person. The type of person who doesn’t judge others by their wealth, or pedigree. Much less their appearance.”

Kana-nii turns his gaze to me.

Kaname: “Imouto-chan truly cares about us from the bottom of her heart. …. As family.”

I don’t know why, but Kana-nii’s eyes are tinged with melancholy.

Kaname: “That’s why we shouldn’t lose our confidence. You learned that today, didn’t you?”

Eh?

(Kana-nii could it be, you know about my audition…?)

No, I didn’t realize up until this point. But he must have noticed that something was wrong with me. And he must have surmised the general gist of why. He’s really got incredible powers of observation.

Kaname: “Your voice, too.”

Kana-nii smiles.

Kaname: “That girl praised it, didn’t she? No matter what role you play, I’m sure you’ll always be able to shine the brightest, Tsuba-chan. I’m sure Imouto-chan would tell you the same thing.”

(.... that’s right.)

It never had to be the main role.

Tsubaki: “Hey, Kana-nii–”

Kaname: “Hm?”

Tsubaki: “I was super happy getting my voice praised. But that’s kinda obvious for a voice actor. All of us give our best to try and have everyone hear our best voices possible.”

Ahh, right now, I can feel that I’m smiling.

Tsubaki: “She sees and understands that effort. On top of that, she commends me for it. That’s what’s so amazing about her.”

Kaname: “...... that’s right.”

Kana-nii closes his eyes.

Kaname: “Our little sister really is amazing.”

I wanna hear her voice so much.

(Maybe I should call her. I also want to know if she’s feeling better. …. No, I shouldn’t. I don’t want to trouble her.)

At that moment.

“Ah, they’re here~”

“Takanari~ Tarou~”

Two of the women from earlier rush towards us.

Tsubaki: “Huh, what is it?”

“We saw that you guys were still out by the shore.”

“Hey~ Let’s chat some more.”

Tsubaki: “Ahh… but we were just talking about heading back soon.”

“Then how about we join you?”

“Where are you two staying? I wanna see your room~”

The girl with her hair half-up looks intently at me. …. At which,

Kaname: “Sorry.”

Kana-nii wraps his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me against him.

Kaname: “Our room’s only got one double bed.”

Hah….? What’s this guy on about right now?

…… A few minutes later.

Tsubaki: “Don’t mess with me like that! They totally misunderstood! They thought that we’re a couple!”

Kaname: “It couldn’t be helped. There’s no way we were bringing them back with us.”

Tsubaki: “Like I said! Those girls got totally pissed. I’ve never even heard some of the words they used in any of my scripts before!”

Kaname: “It really was some rather cutthroat, abusive language.”

Tsubaki: “Don’t say it so calmly!! What kinda “connection” was that. It was the worst thing ever, for me and those girls.”

That night, for the first time in a while, I drink like crazy. I drink as much as I can, if only so I can forget everything that’s happened.

★☆★

When I open my eyes, it’s already nearly eleven.

(No way… I slept in waaaay too much. I wonder what everyone else’s doing.)

Trying to ignore the way my head’s throbbing, I head to the lobby. When I get there, I see the back of someone’s figure sitting at one of the sofas.

Tsubaki: “Ah! You came!”

They turn around to look at me. Of course, it’s our little sister.

Tsubaki: “You must be feeling better, then. Thank god.”

“I’m sorry for making you worry.”

She bows her head. I don’t need her to do that at all!

“I’m glad for you, too, Tsubaki-san.”

Tsubaki: “Eh?”

“About yesterday. I heard you were really popular.”

Tsubaki: “Ehhhhh……”

H-how does she…. how does she know?!

Azusa: “You seem surprised, Tsubaki.”

From out of nowhere, I suddenly realize that Azusa’s standing right next to her.

Tsubaki: “A-Azusa….”

Azusa: “Wataru informed us. Yuusuke had some things to add, as well.”

Tsubaki: “No, that’s….”

Azusa: “I thought that they might be lying.”

Azusa’s gaze hurts. It stings. His eyes look dead.

Azusa: “........... how deplorable.”

Azusa turns his back to me, and walks away. That prompts our sister to stand up.

“Um, please excuse me. I’m going to go for a walk with Azusa-san.”

Tsubaki: “Ah, no, uhm…..”

“Will you be heading to the beach, Tsubaki-san?”

She smiles.

“It looks like there are some wonderful people there today, too. …. I’ll be heading off, then.”

At that, she disappears, too.

(Wait a minute……..)

That smiling face. There wasn’t a speck of anger in it– it was a perfectly genuine smile. It’s as if….

“I have nothing to do with who you decide to date, Tsubaki-san. It doesn’t matter to me.”

It’s as if she said that.

(You’ve gotta be kidding me!!)

I look for Kana-nii. If I think back to the root of everything, that man’s the main culprit.

But no matter where I look, I can’t find him anywhere. I knock on his room’s door countless times, but there’s no reply.

Yuusuke: “Shut uuuup, the hell’s the problem?”

The adjacent room’s door opens, and Yuusuke comes out.

Tsubaki: “Yuusuke! D’ya know where Kana-nii is?”

Yuusuke: “What’s this alluva sudden? … Kana-nii left back home earlier.”

Tsubaki: “Hah?!”

Yuusuke: “Think he said he had some sorta urgent business, or something…. Guhh! Tsuba-nii, my neck– stop squeezin’ my neck!!”

— And so, the weekend ended on a terrible note.

Even though she’d finally, finally arrived, I found myself unable to so much as look her in the eyes, let alone talk to her.

No matter how much I tried to consult with Azusa, it’s like he wouldn’t speak to me. Things continued this way for the next few days, even after we returned home.

(No way I’m ever wavering again.)

I make a heartfelt pledge to myself.

(From now on, she’s my one and only. After all, loyalty is always best!)

[murfeelee]

WWDITS INSP Set & Lot

This upload is inspired by one of my favorite vampire tv shows, What We Do in the Shadows. (It was supposed to be my Simblreen gift this year, but I'm hella late cuz IRL suuuuuucks...blood. 😅)

The DL folder includes 4 zip files:

My WWDITS INSP CC Set, including 37 wives items.

The WWDITS INSP Vampire Residence Lot to go in your Sims 3 > Library folder (in-game it'll be in the empty lots bin in Edit Mode)

A MERGED CC file of allllll the other CC I used on the lot (brace yourselves 💀) to go in your Sims 3 > Mods > Packages folder

Granthe's OMSP from MTS, cuz I wasn't sure if I could merge it or not and decided to play it safe.

WARNING: The lot uses a ton of CC. I have all of the EPs, and a lot of the Store CC too, so if you don't have EA's crap & items are missing, that might be why. But if you're not seeing any of the the 3rd party UGC, then I done goofed, sorry--it's been YEARS since I've shared my lots.

🦇 Enjoy! 🦇

Download folders (package files) : Mediafire | SimFileShare

Descriptions & preview pics under the cut:

Vampire Residence

IIRC, this is a 50x50 fully furnished lot.

The Library

The Fancy Room

Guillermo's "Closet"

Nandor's Coffin Room

Laszlo & Nadja's Coffin Room

Kitchen

Music Room

Bathroom

Other Rooms

Colin's Robinson's Bedroom (Basement)

Floors

WWDITS INSP CC Set

This set includes 37 fully recolorable items:

EA Handy Jar REDONE as Candy (ARSIL Bag of Chips Mod REQUIRED) V2 (misc appliances)

Wall Rack with Decor Slots (SN EP) (misc surfaces)

Horn Rack Frankenmesh (wall art)

Tile Pattern (found under Tiles, duh)

Colin Robinson Roomies Portrait (Surfaces -- the Walls version's included in Nadja & Laszlo Painting (Ruffs))

TS4 to TS3 TheJim07 Versailles Stool as Dining Chair

EA Aurora Skies Spiral Stairs FLIPPED as DECOR (misc decor)

Oval Bucolic Flowers in Glass (Pets EP) (wall art)

Octagon Bucolic Flowers in Glass (Pets EP) (wall art)

Column Round Skinny (columns, duh)

WWDITS-IWTV INSP Vampire Themed Newspaper Clippings (wall art)

EA Farm Fresh Folk Desk REDONE for 1 Tile

TSM Bear Rug as Sofa Throw (misc decor)

Nandermo Glitter Portrait (misc decor)

Goth Posters (UNI EP)

Primitive Hunt by Piero di Cosimo Wallpapers (found under Paneling)

EA DV Celtic Wallpaper REDONE PLAIN (found under Misc IIRC)

Spiral Stairs Tasselled Drapes as Decor (curtains)

EA Boudoir Feathers RECOLORABLE (plants IIRC)

RD's Giant Plumes Decor RECOLORABLE (plants IIRC)

3 Display Cases as Wall Lights with Slots (Reg | Smaller | Taller)

TS2 to TS3 Beck's Doll Dressed as Teddy Bear V2

Nandor's 37 Wives Painting (Walls | Surfaces)

ATS3_object_funeralparlor_coffin3_open_sims4to3 RETEXURED (misc decor)

ATS3 Coffin Table REDONE WIDER as SN EP Altar (beds)

Framed Hook Swords (misc decor)

Vampire Residence Portraits

EA TS2 to TS3 Apartment Life Table Lamp (Shorter | Taller)

Annev Animal Skin Rug REDONE as Wall Art ( + FLIPPED)

Hanging Knives (misc decor)

EA Topiary Pattern V2 (found under IDER)

Most of the items are self explanatory; there's nothing crazy going on, really.

And that's that!

🦇 Enjoy! 🦇

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[goatunderthebridge]

autistic burnout SUCKS ASS!!!!!!!! my thoughts and love go to everyone struggling right now, I'm right here with you baby 💪 (me flexing to showcase our strength in persevering even though everything suuuuuucks massively)

but genuinely. I've just gotten out of a 30-minute foetal position on my bedroom floor because I spent approximately 50 minutes in the presence of friends I love and adore but can't help masking around, even whilst knowing I am severely burnt out. And it was hot. And it was loud. And something Unknown was touching me. Like, everything gets dialled up to 1000. So I get it. God do I get it.

Go and have a cry or scream or curl up into a ball until everything feels okay again. Go put on your headphones and listen to a playlist over and over again whilst scrolling pinterest looking at your fave blorbos until you feel better again. Open your windows, turn off the lights. Just know that I can see a tree from my window, and it tells me we're going to be alright.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Hm how bout Z-One for the character ask? :3

FUCKED UP PEEPAWWWWWWWWWWW

Why I like them/why I don’t: i know im like. THE Aporia girlie but make no mistake Z-one is also up there. he also makes me frothing rabid dogmouth crazy. HE'S A GREAT VILLAIN AND A GREAT CHARACTER AND PEOPLE HAVE SOME REALLY BAD TAKES ABOUT HIM BUT I'LL STILL BE HERE WITH MY SWORD AND SHIELD. FOREVER. like. he is just truly one of the most awful and unsettling and endlessly fascinating yugioh characters and each day im am so glad he's not just Yusei From The Future. he is Just Some Guy who thought he alone could save the world but Turning Himself Into The Protagonist Not Figuratively But Literally and then developed an absolutely insane god complex when that didn't work out. He condemned his closest friends to his own agonizing loneliness and then got all of them killed one way or another. He's a perfect "villain who thinks theyre doing the right thing" and his 'right thing' is DROPPING A DIVINE CITY ON ANOTHER CITY, KILLING EVERYONE. Z-one is petty and selfish and arrogant and fucking MEAN and i love him so fucking much. my favorite yugioh Big Bad by leaps and bounds. im so sad forever that his primary episodes never got dubbed. one day i'll write my character analysis of him. grandpa fucking suuuuuucks

What I like about their appearance: everything.... like. yusei's design is already so solid now make him Fucking Old as Balls and put him in a Crazy Life Support Contraption and that's Z-one and it fucking rules. i love how limp and gross looking his hair is. I love his contraption's gigantic CLAWS!!! THAT HE DUELS WITH. HE IS SO COOL IDGAF WHAT ANYONE SAYS

Do I prefer their dub names or original names? SAME IN BOTH. DONT GET ME STARTED ON Z-ONE'S ALMOST EVERYTHING NOT BEING DUBBED. AAAHHH

OTP: YOU KNOW IT'S ZONEPORIA BABEYYY!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE DIVORCE I LOVE OLD MAN AGONY. GOD AND HIS FAVORITEST MOST SPECIAL ANGEL. (i do also fuck w z-one/antinomy that's also one where im like. oh god. oh, god.)

NOTP: did see z-one/lester once and it made me want to start attacking people like a wild dog. 😐😑

OT3: iliaster peepaw polycule once more<3 this was paradigm-shifting for me.

Favourite card they use: Infinite Light aint my ao3 handle for nothin' <3 i really especially love his line for it in duel links, "my timelords will never leave my side again"-- he is SO angry and miserable over all his friends dying and 'abandoning' him he will make it EVERYONE'S problem!!!

Favourite moment they were in: to no one's surprise I do have to say it's his duel with Aporia. He is just so delightfully awfully nasty in that duel it makes my head explode. he lit his wife on fire in front of a child and god (himself) and everyone. HE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON. SLASH POS

Least favourite moment: my man is barely on screen enough for me to HAVE a least fav moment. all of his moments have me seated listening and learning etc

Something I associate with them: AND YOU SAID THAT ONE OF US WOULD BE ALL ALONE SOMEDAY / AND THE TRUTH OF IT ECHOED INEXHAUSTIBLY

Would I fuck, marry or kill them: ok i will leave this one in again just for now. old man pussy would not save me but i can dream. who said that. who the fuck said that.

[mothtowers]

49, 55, 56 >:?

49: I have a gf and she's just so passionate and enthusiastic all the time its really sweet! I need the optimism in my life!

55: i was new to being trans and really autistic when i lost my virginity so i was weird and stupid and the girl it was with went on to become trad so i started wondering to myself... did i cause that?

56:

i do actually have tits theyre just a-cups so you barely ever see em

im one of those rotten people who sneezes in bright light

its not obvious in photos and cause i kinda have small girl energy but im actually 5'11" in real life

i rarely ever smile with my teeth in photos so its not obvious but i have buck teeth

i have an real life involuntary eye twitch like im brock samson

on a related note ive been told my facial expressions are REALLY easy to read. Like, actually smiling when my mind wanders and thinks of something funny (pretty much always doing the guy thinking "penis" while driving comic in real life)

my hands pretty much always have some type of irritating scratch or cut or burn from work and it suuuuuucks!

im "tries to punch you" ticklish pretty much everywhere below like my shoulders

i have low tolerance for pretty much every type of substance no matter how often i take em, even caffeine

[ebb-n-fl0w]

Nanaimo wasn't known for having many bars, but there were at least a few noteworthy ones... tonight's choice was busier than others for a strange reason.

Scuffling. Sounds of something heavy getting shoved around, lots of footsteps, some shouting. At some point there was music playing, but someone must've knocked it out- and speaking of knocking out...

The bar door swings open, and out come a trio of individuals- two men dragging out a peculiar woman by the arms, her legs catching dirt as they go along. Not a single one of them was unharmed- all three sported bruises, bloodied faces and some rather uncomfortable looking injuries.

But she had it the worst, laughing to herself as they pulled her along, revealing missing teeth. She spits blood onto one of the men's boots, promptly getting tossed with a heave in response.

"Houhff-! ... eheheh, c'mooon fellash, why'd we shtop, it wash jushst gettin' good..."

The two start muttering to each other, something about 'knocked out cold' and 'she's barely got muscle on her, yet she dropped him', eyeing the red-head warily- said red-head is trying to whistle 'Blinding Lights' with a swollen lip and failing miserably.

"Just go home, god dammit- we've had to drag you out like this two fucking times! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Slowly, with a great deal of effort, she props herself up by her elbows, feeling how sore her stomach is as she does- "Gimme... gimme a minute. Lemme... catch my breath... ough, I can already feel the new ones growing in, this suuuuuucks..."

"What are you even talking- whatever, just fuck off! You already beat the shit out of that dude, you got what you wanted, fucking leave! Fucking white knights... already scared off whatever chick she was 'protecting'..."

She's suddenly pointing at the one speaking now, grinning so smugly. "You don't get to talk about women... when you're gawking at every piece of ass you see... and you don't even have the decency to take your ring off...~"

That does it. She's approached abruptly, and before she has time to react, a familiar bloody boot stomps down on her stomach- she yelps in pain, clutching the ankle of her assailant in reaction.

"Fuck you- you just don't know when to shut the fuck up!"

Unfortunately for him, he walked right into her provocation. Her grip tightens, keeping him in place as she grunts with effort- leg pulled up, lining her foot right between his thighs-

"Fuck- no no NONONO-"

...

Oh. There it is again. She wasn't sure when or how she wound up in an alley, or how long she'd been out for, but the bright light of a full moon over her head brought her back to consciousness.

Gladyss couldn't be bothered to pick herself up out of the literal trash she was laying in- it was surprisingly comfy. And besides, she had the perfect view of her beloved right in front of her... in a way, this was the closest she could get to being with her again.

"... hey Sylvie... good to see you again. Kind of. Not... really you, or a you I want to see, but... we always just took what we got and were happy with it, right?"

"Oh... my bruises? It's okay, they'll disappear in a few hours... you could kiss 'em better, y'know... if you were... here... with me... again..."

"... fuck... what am I doing with my life? I'm such a fucking mess without you... I need you to come back and save me, baby, because I think I'm starting to lose my mind after... what, a millennia? Maybe? Uuggghhhh..."

After a moment of silently staring up at the celestial body, she finally rolls over onto her side to get more comfortable, knowing it'd be the best bed she'll be sleeping in for tonight.

"... goodnight Sylvie... see you tomorrow."

"... aww shit, I forgot my glasses..."

[softsky-daily]

12/29/2024

Technically a yesterday sky, but today's sky was missed amongst the chaos so it's what we gotta do.

Positive thing: We got stuff moved.

Moving continues to sap my HP as the days go by and since today was one of our big moving days (as in, we had a Uhaul for furniture), it really took a toll. Luckily my friends who helped out are absolute angels and on top of their shit so we got a lot done. Despite the rain for 5 hours straight. Despite the wasps being released in our garage and rendering it unusable. Dear god.

Afterwards though I collapsed at home and just got hyped on looking at new room decor ideas. The one nice thing about moving is that it's a handy excuse to get a bunch of new things and arrange your room in fun new ways. I think I'm going to try and make it Miku themed, at least a little bit - I have too many Miku posters to not give it a shot. Also I want to put up gamer lights (LED strips). Finally it can be the year of the gamer.

But yeah, although today was A Lot, it really gave me more appreciation for my friends. I feel like I'm always finding new things to appreciate about my friends anyway but moving is a whole other beast, and my friend who helped move my stuff was so kind. I'm very weak strength and endurance-wise so he took it upon himself to carry most of the furniture and boxes. Also he brought a whole bag of bagels which kept us alive all day until dinner (where we devoured Meat), and even though I could tell the work was exhausting he still remained patient and very conscientious of what we needed to do. He even let us use all his cleaning supplies for prepping the house. What a guy.

Tomorrow is back to Moving Hell. Wednesday is another moving day, and Sunday is our final moving day for wrapping up any loose ends and getting the big furniture. I can't wait to be done. Moving suuuuuucks dude.

[roosterbox]

Fic Rec Friday 12/15/23

Title: mismatched candles

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington & Wayne Munson, Eddie Munson & Wayne Munson

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson

Additional Tags: Birthday, Child Neglect, Character Study, (??? kind of???), Mild Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss, Fluff, Sweet, POV Alternating, POV Steve Harrington, POV Eddie Munson, POV Wayne Munson

Summary: Steve is wearing Eddie’s clothes, and his hair is so messy he barely looks like a Harrington at all. But when Wayne looks at him, he can see his parents. Catherine’s eyes and nose. Richard’s mouth. Catherine’s hair. But then Steve freezes, eyes finding the cake as Wayne finishes with the candles, and they widen, shining as he stares at the flickering flames and white frosting and colorful sprinkles, and his parents are nowhere to be found.

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Happy belated birthday to me! And to Steve! In this fic, at least.

The first bit is really front-loaded with misery. Steve’s parents suuuuuuck. This is not an uncommon trope to find in Steddie fics, but I appreciate any attempt to make their terribleness more interesting. In this, they’re mainly just kind of neglectful and oblivious. Which can result in its own kind of unique pain. And of course, Steve is precious as he always is.

The Munsons are my favorite part of this. Eddie being his usual self, helpful and understanding, taking Steve in when he needs it, even though at that point they’re not together. Maybe not even really friends. But he can’t not help a lost soul in need. Whether they need to vent, or some of his wares. And Wayne. Wayne Wayne Wayne. Truly a saint among men. Wayne might consistently be the best part of any fic he’s involved in, lol. I’m so glad the fandom has not only latched onto this minor character who was only in, what, three scenes? Four? Maybe? Latched on, and collectively decided that he is the Actual Fucking Best. And he’s especially sweet in this.

Everything about this - Steve’s shitty birthday party, his introspection and pain, his venting to Eddie - it all builds to the scene with the cake. No spoilers, but man. My heart. It hurts so good. It’s lovely and beautiful and everything Steve deserves. And you just know that, from this moment on, he’ll never have to feel so low on his birthday ever again. Not while Eddie and Wayne are around.

Don’t forget the tissues!

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Next Week: Ordinarily I don’t like to have fics with the same pairing so close together, and I just recommended a Cherik fic last week, but… this is one of my favorite Christmas fics ever. Of all time. It makes me laugh to the point of tears, lol. It’s the perfect reason for the season. Holiday lights sure can be serious business sometimes!

Until we meet again!

[good-lord-not-books]

MHA428 SPOILERS BELOW and my ramblings on it and what I think is coming in the future.

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I get why Toga is confirmed dead. It SUUUUUUCKS but. Uraraka and Deku are going through the same emotions right now, and I think THIS is what sets up the story for the future. The world didn’t magically learn “oh villains are people too.” It has to be taught to the world. And I think the final chapters are going to be Deku, Uraraka, and Spinner all sharing their direct stories about what they experienced with the villains. Bring humanity to them in the way the media didn’t.

And we have Hawks in a good position of power and Enji stepping down. He’s not trying to extend glory days or “gain redemption” as a hero. He stepped down when people still hated him, but he’s more worried about trying to help his family (finally). As far as I can tell by the dialogue with him and Rei, it seems like their events WILL be publicized and people will know that Endeavor is STILL seeing his villain son.

Hell, I can see the whole publicity thing being the next catalyst for change in their world. When you got heroes doing “debuts” and giving interviews and expecting to be “on” and have a “hero personality” it fucks up perception. And of course the exploitation of it all - Aizawa was like “I told the news to fuck off for the kids sake.” The people being interviewed and the news trying to find out who Shigi was…by asking the public who hated him. I think the media I s gonna be the next hit but of course that’s not as entertaining and not full of in depth battles Hori can draw. Maybe we will get post light novels.

All this to say. All these things together is making a way for the future. We aren’t gonna get the bow tied ending, and as much as I would LOVE a happy ending where the conflicts above are addressed, we are going off on a somber note. And I appreciate Hori for that - I think it’s also nice that he isn’t giving a view of the future so people can make their own conclusions of how these plot lines develop further. (And with me being a Dabi Stan I can theorize how he can be reverted back to his previous scarred self so he can go sneak out and get soba with Shoto).

Unless we get By Bero Bacademia ala the Boruto of Naruto, but I don’t think so.

[twinklecupcake]

Imagine Traffic Light Trio and Spider Goons Trio having to face corrupted champions Tang, Pigsy, and Sandy if the Lady Bone Demon decides to possess them as well to get to the Samadhi Fire too?

Possessed Tang AUs are already horrific enough, all three would suuuuuuck

[tripstitan]

Yee Gods Yes

Found this on Harvard Health while I was thinking up a reply to a post about which hypersensitivity a person has the most of. (Hint, for me, it's all. Tactile, light, sound, crowd-overstimulation... Every sense of mine is heightened except smell, which I do not have as a sense. I'm anosmic I think is the term.)

Holy hell that would have been useful when I was trying to "be normal" for most of my life, trying to act as if I were neurotypical and not disabled, trying to work within the bounds of society's expected rules. Way to go Harvard Health. This sorta stuff needs to be seen more often by more people, especially employers.

I don't even realize that I'm stimming when I have to "even out" the pressure on either sides of my cuticles. Like if my right thumb gets pressure along its left half, I have to tap/press the right half of the cuticle thingy in response. Sometimes I just have to hit both sides, then eventually, all my fingers need evening out on both sides of my nail(which, once I notice, can become a near endless spiral, because I use my other finger edges to even out the pressure on my other finger edges...)

Don't even get me started on how wearing denim feels like my flesh is on fire. (Tactile hypersensitivity + fibromialgia = NO JEANS PLEASE.)

I used to be more heavily synesthetic, or have synesthesia to a higher degree. (Maybe I still do, but I've avoided the main triggers for a long, long time.) To me, voices and sounds have/had flavor. Too many voices/too much sound ends up just tasting like vomit, just nasty worst flavors combined coming to the fore. Yuck. Crowds suck. School assemblies SUUUUUUUCKED. I know I was a weird creepy kid, and the few things I remember from my past (yay trauma blanking out memories for me,) I'm pretty regretful of. I was sheltered, and I was an idiot... but I... anyway, let's just say I'm glad I'm in a position in life where if I don't want to, I'll never have to enter a crowded/loud space ever again.

As far as sound, and/or light, it depends on the day, because I do get photosensitive migraines, but I'm hyperaural/hyperaudiosensitive all the time. Depending on how I focus my ears, I can hear things, usually further away things, more clearly. It feels like I'm turning an internal radar dish in a crowded room, picking up other people's conversations, unable to hear the person right next to me trying to speak over the noise. ... I can also hear the thrum of electricity in power lines, and, with enough familiarity, can tell you whether or not someone has more appliances running than normal at the end of a segment of power lines. (I could always tell if dad was watching TV before I made it the 200 yards home down our long-arse dirt driveway basically out in the woods, based on the static hum in the power lines. It was just a tiny bit more audible, or a slightly different pitch. I think I probably could have also learned to guess if he'd opened the fridge and it had to kick in to cool things, or was using the microwave, but the easiest one to prove was the TV being on, or not, as based on the sound when I arrived home from school.)

Sarcasm suuuuuucks to try to detect. I trained myself to learn inflections and so on, and some people deliver without inflection! Or use it online, where there is no inflection! I... yeah I went undiagnosed most of my life, my therapist and I are proud of how far I'd come without help, without even knowing what I was facing. I grew up pretty poor, raised by a single parent, in the 80s and early 90s into late nineties and early 2000s, before there really was a ubiquity of internet access, before anyone could even reasonably be expected to have access to information, especially when living in such a rural area, or areas, as we did.

Anyway, sort of like Ren's admission in Hi Ren, as I got older, I learned to be less rigid about attempting to fit into society, and I honestly lucked out by landing on my feet in the way that I did. It was a pretty long, multi-year fall, a tumble if you will, to the outskirts and edges of society. Not quite as graceful or eloquent as Ren's "an eternal dance, a pendulum swinging between the light and the dark, and that the harder the light shone, the deeper the darkness that followed it" or such. I'm paraphrasing. (Seriously, if you haven't watched it, Hi Ren puts a lot of feelings to words that peeps in our situations feel and deal with. Impostor syndrome, depression, intrusive thoughts, struggling with disabilities and getting the help we need, and so on. I guess content warning for it, since it's pretty personal and deep. I dunno what TW to say, maybe uh... bpd? Ren acts out two different internal voices in the song.)

Gods, I'm letting all this stuff get way too personal. It's just supposed to be my webnovel ad blog thingy. Then again, AAoMM is a huge part of me, it's a chunk of almost everything that I am, in a lot of ways. It's already pretty darn personal, carrying so much of me with it.

[cassie9325]

On to the next.

These entries are for me, but can be viewed by you. Me making a blog to journal means I'm in another phase to better myself. You can't tell, but this means this is the third time I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Two years ago I was another person, who saw potential in myself, and made a blog to process my thoughts. It only lasted maybe 2-3 months, and it still exists today. I stared at it in disgust because I was so very angry, bitter, and sad. I still am, but only watered down with 15 mg Lexapro, 10 mg of Adderall, 16.7 fl oz of water, and about 3 cups of coffee. I'm trying...again. Last year, I tried journaling again. I was so ashamed how I posted my resentful thoughts, so I hid them in a black leather journal that I stole from Staples. To even further obscure my entires, I hand wrote it. Doesn't seem like a big deal, but my handwriting suuuuuucks. The black journal only lasted about 3 months. Today, I'm starting again, and I have no prospects for it. My notes app is filled to the brim, and I had to buy $3 worth of ICloud storage. Here's to the beginning, but not really.

[acecasinova]

I've had a headache EVERY day this work week so far this suuuuuucks

And I can't find my sunglasses to cut back on the light hhhhhhh

[frodo-with-glasses]

ANNOUNCEMENT!

EDIT 8/1/22: Suggestions are currently CLOSED! I will let y’all know if I reopen them anytime in the future. ☺️

I need to fill up the queue, but the book is getting quite grim, and I am running out of ideas for doodles. SO! That's where all 350 400 500 of you guys come in! >:-D

SEND IN YOUR SUGGESTIONS! Give me ideas for funny things to draw involving the LotR characters! (Nothing novel-length, please; we're talking quick doodles or short comics.)

Asks are open, and you can also drop suggestions in the notes on this post. Who knows? I might just pick yours. ;-)