#skittles hair system

[shibarulata]

4t2 38 Faaeish Eyebrows

Hiya! This is my first time actually uploading something outside of a Discord server and a successful attempt on actually converting slider adjustable brows (that doesn't have an end of an eyebrow that rejects the thickness slider).

When I saw first saw this eyebrow blog post, "Maxis Match Eyebrows (Male + Female): Sims 4 CC (List)" (go check 'em out), I immediately fell in love, and had to (and, I mean HAD TO) all of Faaeish's existing eyebrows since a lot of them are very unique and beautiful (I hope y'all think so too).

At the moment, the recolouring system I used is Skittles' Hair System. Now in Poppet V2! I'll certainly try my best to upload more eyebrows in different hair systems and I'm planning to upload more eyebrows. I'll also be receiving requests on Simblr and here :3 So, if y'all have a brow in mind, just hit me up. I'll try to convert them as fast as possible.

All brows has been binned and tooltipped. Two options: merged and unmerged. Hasn't been compressed yet.

Edit 09/29/23: Now in Poppet V2! Also I updated the merged files to have the missing eyebrows, Dewdrop and HWStarletv2, please download the "Shibarulata_4t2_inSkittles_missingmergedfiles" if you downloaded the previous version :]

Downloads:

Merged: SFS | Simblr

Unmerged: SFS | Simblr

Original Sims 4 Download

On to the Credits: 

@faaeish I wouldn't have convert these if she hadn't made these beautiful and unique brows!

GamesKeys I wouldn't have found these brows if it weren't for their CC List!

@skittlessims , @poppet-sims for creating the hair systems :3

And also, everyone in Simscord for inspiring me to make CC!

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[vikisofiesims2]

Skittles Hair System Default Dump Part 1

Since there's a lack of variety when it comes to consistent color/texture clay defaults I've decided to start by defaulting some Hair in the Skittles Hair System!

Braidsup (cf-ef) replaced with Ah00b Jules

Barrette (cf-ef) replaced with Ah00b Lillia V2

Meg (cf-ef) replaced with Laeska Vivinka

GetFabulous (tf-ef) replaced with Ah00b Nadja

Thank you for 200 Followers! :) I've been pretty busy with university and other stuff so I can't find enough time to post as much as i used to. I will always try to find time and put something "bigger" out at milestones.

If you guys know any other Hair Systems and you want me to default them, feel free to message me about it or send an ask. :)

credits: @skittlessims @nonsensical-pixels @platinumaspiration @miniculesim

Download [sfs] [mf]

[nonsensical-pixels]

i converted this dress way back in february 2023 for a simscord user called poshina, then literally never touched it again lmao. the original conversion has a bunch of raised skin on the back where it was painted on, plus plenty of bone assignment issues, which i guess explains why i abandoned it? but i've been on a fix-my-stuff kick recently, so here we go with a re-release!

have @arethabee's alyssa dress, from their wildflowers pack, converted from ts4 to ts2 using @behemoththings' 24 earliglow recolours. it's now paired with @jius-sims' suede ballet flats 01, for a total of 9968 polys. all morphs, categorised as everyday/formalwear, for young adult and adult females only! enjoy ~ 😻

DOWNLOAD: SFS | MF 💮

credits go to @arethabee, @behemoththings, and @jius-sims for the original ts4 meshes & textures 💓

ORIGINAL PREVIEW + SWATCH

this was so long ago, i was still using the skittles hair system 🥺

BODYSHOP PREVIEW

if you're out there, poshina (sorry, idk where your tumblr is now!) i hope i finally did your request justice 😅 if there are any issues that you find with this set, please don't be afraid to let me know! happy simming, and when you download this, do keep in mind,

Love, ~ Ky 💖

[roosterforme]

The Younger Kind Part 7 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley goes on his second date with Amanda. She's beautiful, sweet, and so into him. But you're on his mind like always and he needs to do something to finally get you out of his head and out of his system. He has an all too willing participant.

Warnings: Smut, angst, swearing, fluff, and age gap (18+)

Length: 4600 words

Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader

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On Saturday evening, Bradley was getting ready for his second date with Amanda. He had been steadily beating himself up since you left on Friday morning. He could tell you were upset with him. Honestly, he was upset with himself. Kissing you while he was drunk had been bad. Seriously some college fuckboy shit. Probably worse than the guys your own age, because he should know better. Because he was so much older than you. 

And then he had kept you here all night, basically hijacking you when he should have sent you home. Instead, he had taken you to his bed. 

But now, the joke was on him, because his entire fucking room smelled like you. When he had tried to fall asleep on Friday night, his pillow smelled like a field of wildflowers. And then all he could picture were your glossy lips, pouting with a bright red Skittle perched between them. 

His dick was rock hard after that, and it had been almost painful how badly he needed to masturbate to the thought of you at midnight, his face buried in his pillow.

But that was yesterday. Now he was fresh out of the shower, where he had masturbated again, this time thinking about you in those cutoff denim shorts you had. At least now he was considerably less wound up as he let Noah play on his bed while he picked out something to wear to this film festival with Amanda. 

Amanda. Yes. Now she seemed like a safe bet. She checked off all of his boxes, and she was definitely giving off the vibe that she was into him. She had even been the one to initiate plans for the second date. 

"Should daddy wear this on his date tonight?" he asked Noah who was playing with some stuffed animals. He held up jeans and another Hawaiian print shirt. 

"For the babysitter?" he asked, perking up. 

Bradley swallowed hard. He wished. "No, bub. You get to hang out with your babysitter. I'm going to watch some movies with another woman."

Noah turned back to his stuffed panda and said, "Stay home and play with us. And eat ants on logs."

Bradley dropped the clothing onto his bed and ran his hands over his face. He stood there in his underwear for a minute, taking deep breaths. 

"Noah, I'm going out with this lady so that hopefully you can meet her one day, okay?"

He listened to his son mispronounce your name. "I thought she was your favorite."

Bradley groaned, yanking on his jeans. "She is, bub. That's the problem."

He heard you let yourself in and call out his name.

"Bradley? Noah? I'm here."

Noah slid off the bed and ran out of the room as soon as he heard your voice. Bradley also felt like running into the living room to give you a hug. Instead he finished getting dressed and ran his fingers through his hair to make it look better. But when he made his way to the living room and spotted you holding Noah, wearing those cutoff shorts and a tank top, Bradley thought maybe he should have jerked off again. 

"Hi," you whispered to him, trying to keep your expression neutral. Bradley wasn't sure if you were still upset with him because he had kissed you, but he did promise not to let it happen again. He would also wake you up if you ever dozed off on the couch again. 

"Princess." The name was out of his mouth before he could take it back, and he watched your expression change. Now you looked pleased with yourself as you set Noah down. 

"You look nice," you told him. "For your second date."

He laughed. "Yeah, I guess I have you to thank for that, since you fixed my app for me."

Bradley watched your face fall a little bit. "That must be it," you agreed. "Where are you going?" you asked as you pulled some coloring books out of your bag and held them out for Noah. 

"A film festival. In Balboa Park," Bradley replied. He watched Noah select the dog themed book and plop down right on the living room floor with it. 

You ruffled Noah's hair and handed him a box of crayons, and Bradley was once again aching for you.

"A film festival? Sounds right up your alley," you told him. You chewed on your lip for a beat before you added, "Maybe you should take your pajama pants and some popcorn."

Bradley could picture cuddling with you and feeding you popcorn in this room so easily, he needed to close his eyes and take a deep breath. 

"Nah, I'd miss my own couch too much," he promised you. 

"Ah, I see. Maybe for your third date then? You might need your couch?"

No.

He thought it so quickly. Almost said it out loud. Because he honestly could not picture bringing Amanda here after a third date.

Instead he said, "We'll see."

You nodded before you sat on the floor next to Noah. "Well, have fun."

Bradley cleared his throat. "If the two of you need your crowns, Noah's is on his dresser. And yours is on my bedpost."

Your eyes popped up to meet his, and your lips parted. He had hung it there again after you moved it before you left for your class yesterday. It was where it belonged.

"Thanks," you whispered. 

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As soon as Bradley left, you could feel your body sagging. You watched Noah color while you took a minute to catch your breath. A second date wasn't the most serious thing in the world, but you needed to get over him now. Before it got any worse. Because even if not with Amanda, there would eventually be a third date, and a fourth, and a sleepover, and a relationship. 

You felt sick now. 

"Can you color that dog green?" Noah asked, looking at you with his sweet face and handing you a crayon. "What's wrong?" he asked, climbing into your lap and mispronouncing your name.

"Nothing is wrong, Noah. I get to color with you and make you dinner."

He settled back onto the floor and said, "I wanted daddy to stay here tonight."

You sighed. "That would have been nice." You wondered what this woman looked like. She must have been pretty. Most of the women you saw messaging had pretty profile photos. They all looked like real adults, too. Women who had established careers, and maybe kids of their own. The kind of woman Bradley was looking for. 

"Are you hungry?" you asked Noah. "Want me to make you some spaghetti?"

You tried your best not to let your thoughts stray to Bradley, but when you opened the refrigerator to get some milk out for Noah, you saw that Bradley had purchased two more bottles of the French vanilla coffee creamer. You knew he must have preferred hazelnut, but he seemed to have switched to your favorite flavor. 

You slammed the door shut hard enough that Noah jumped in his seat. "Sorry," you whispered, kissing the top of his head and pouring him some milk. "Okay, time for spaghetti."

Apparently Bradley liked you well enough to keep you coming back to babysit, but not enough that he would kiss you again when he wasn't drunk and rambling about how pretty he thought you were. 

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Amanda was snuggled up against Bradley on the picnic blanket she had brought. He was already sitting awkwardly as it was, and now his back was starting to hurt as she was pressing her body along his arm. He could feel her breasts rubbing against his bicep, and he wasn't sure what he should do about it. 

"Mind if I lay back?" he asked, feeling like this date was not going as well as dinner had two nights ago.

"Sounds good," Amanda practically purred, planting her palm against his chest and pushing Bradley back. When he propped his arm behind his head, he was still able to see the gigantic screen that had been set up in the park, but soon Amanda was laying on his chest, blocking the view.

"Oh, okay," he whispered, and she smiled, resting her chin on his chest.

"I mean, we weren't really watching it anyway, right?" Amanda asked, and a really adorable smile lit up her face as she licked her lips. She was pretty. And now she was scooting up along his body, her dress pulling a bit, exposing more of the tops of her breasts. 

Bradley swallowed hard, and then her lips were on his. She pushed her fingers into his hair, but it kind of tickled more than anything, and Bradley was barely returning the kiss. It wasn't bad, but he also had no problem keeping both hands tucked underneath his head. 

Amanda moaned softly, and he supposed it would have been enough to get him going, but now he was thinking about how his bed still smelled like you. When he tried to go to sleep later, he was probably going to get hard again. Harder than Amanda would be able to get him with her mouth on him. 

Bradley pulled back a tiny bit, and thankfully his phone vibrated in his pocket. "Gotta check that, sorry," he muttered, unlocking his phone to see that you had sent him an image. He opened it with a pounding heart and clumsy fingers, revealing a photo of Noah in his crown, writing DADDY on a sheet of yellow construction paper. 

Bradley just wanted to be at home. 

"Everything okay?" Amanda asked, sounding a little impatient.  

"Uh, yeah. One second," he mumbled, sending you a text back.

Are you wearing your crown too?

Almost instantly you wrote back to him, and Bradley was excited to see another photo of you in your crown. But he didn't get one.

Babysitter: No. I'm not feeling like much of a princess tonight. Enjoy your date.

Bradley sat up again, not sure why that bothered him so much. 

"What's wrong?" Amanda asked. 

"Nothing," he insisted, and then she was touching him again, her lips gliding along his neck. 

"Good," she whispered, running her hand along his arm and lacing her fingers with his. And then thankfully the credits started rolling, and everyone on the neighboring blankets started to stand up. 

"Movie's over," Bradley said like a straight up dunce, getting to his feet and pulling Amanda up as well. He checked his phone again. It was almost 10:30 and you hadn't said anything else to him. 

"Oh, well, it's early. How about we go get dessert or coffee?" Amanda asked, insisting on keeping her fingers linked with his. "Or.... I could show you my place?"

Bradley just grunted. "I need to get back to my babysitter."

"Right," Amanda replied. "Walk me to my car?"

Bradley nodded, and managed to get her in her car only after she kissed him and rubbed herself against the front of his body. She moaned into his mouth, and Bradley honestly didn't know what the fuck was wrong with him. She was perfect, and she was clearly keen on fucking him. 

He broke away, and when he was about to tell her good night, she said, "Call me and we can set up another date." But he just nodded and started to head for his Bronco. 

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After you gave Noah a bath and got him changed into pajamas, you and he shared a snack. 

"Can you teach my dad how to make the ants on the logs?" he asked as you carried him to his bed.

You chuckled. "I can try, Noah, but I don't know if he could even handle doing that much in the kitchen."

Noah sighed and snuggled in with his stuffed animals. "The food is better with you here," he said with a yawn, and you rubbed his back until he was sleeping. 

Then you went about your routine of picking up toys, cleaning the kitchen, and getting some food prepared for the boys. Because even if it broke your heart to know that Bradley didn't want you, there was just no way you could leave him and Noah hanging. You started by making more carrot sticks for them, and then you moved on to a few dinners before curling up on the couch with your textbooks and some Skittles. 

Bradley's date must have been going well. It was pretty late, and you were trying not to think about it. You had clinicals coming up, and you needed to study. You made it about thirty minutes into your reading by the time you thought you heard Bradley pulling into the driveway. And when he rushed inside you looked up at him, just as you popped an orange Skittle into your mouth. 

"Princess," he muttered, smiling softly at you. 

"Bradley."

"Why aren't you wearing your crown?" he asked, closing the door behind him, but never taking his eyes off you.

You laughed, popping two yellow Skittles between your lips as you closed up your book and put it in your bag. "Why aren't you still on your date?"

"I asked you first," he insisted, and you rolled your eyes. 

"I just felt more like a peasant than a princess. That's all. Now, why are you home already?"

Bradley's brow was scrunched as he sat down right in the middle of the couch, his leg rubbing yours as you immediately stood. He looked up at you, saying, "I'm not really sure." He eyed you up and down where you stood in front of him, like you were on display for his eyes only. "And you're no peasant."

His gaze was making you feel warm as you ate the last Skittle and dropped the wrapper into your bag. "I guess you're the peasant. No Skittles for you tonight," you told him. But he just responded by licking his lips. 

"I don't deserve any," he told you, and you watched his huge hands as they slowly rubbed up and down his thighs. You thought about climbing in his lap, kissing him and letting him get a taste of the candy after all. 

Instead you told him, "You'll let me know when you're going on your third date, and I'll come over to stay with Noah." And then you hoisted your bag up higher on your shoulder. 

"I don't think there's going to be a third date," he told you, his voice so deep now, it reminded you of when you heard him in the kitchen early yesterday morning. 

"Oh." You weren't sure what to think about that. You'd psyched yourself up all night long, gotten used to the fact that this Amanda woman was going to be getting to sleep in his bed with him, unlike you. And now, maybe that wasn't actually the case. "What's the problem? She tell you she hates salad dressing?"

He shook his head. "Worse. She was pretty and nice and funny, but I didn't want to touch her."

"That's a shame," you whispered, remembering exactly how his hands and his kisses felt. "Well. You know how to reach me." Bradley was staring at your lips as you turned to leave, and you pulled the door closed behind you without another glance at him. 

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Bradley was about to beg you to stay. You were the same, still funny, witty and sharp as a tack, but he could tell you were irritated with him. He wanted to get you back to joking around in the kitchen with him. He wanted to kiss you again, push you up against his furniture. While he was sober, so you knew he meant it. 

But you were turning to leave, and he wasn't sure when you'd be back, because he didn't have any more dates planned. And he couldn't make himself want Amanda, no matter how hard he tried. 

Just as he was about to suggest you stay and have a beer with him, you were turning to leave without gracing him with another glimpse of your pretty face.

"Fuck," he groaned as the door closed behind you. "You fucking idiot," he growled, picturing those Skittles brushing against your lips before you crunched on them. He rubbed his hand along his dick through his jeans. He was hard and getting harder now, and that's when he caught sight of your hoodie on the couch next to him.

Bradley grabbed it and buried his face in it, inhaling the wildflower smell and stroking himself again. "Princess," he grunted, running his nose along the fabric. "Oh, fuck."

He unbuttoned his jeans and eased the zipper down, knowing there was only one way he was going to get a little bit of relief, short of enjoying your body right now. With one more deep inhale, Bradley let his hand glide down his abs, ready to pull his jeans down. He groaned your name this time. And then the front door opened again.

"I forgot my hoodie- Oh!" you gasped, eyes wide as you took in the sight before you. Bradley had his hand close to his cock, and your shirt was balled up in his fist, near his nose.

He was hoping you'd just turn around and leave again, pretend you didn't see any of this. He was completely mortified as he dropped your hoodie to try to cover his open zipper and his underwear from your view. At least he hadn't pulled himself out yet.

But instead of leaving, you pushed the door closed, with you firmly inside his house. You took a delicate step toward him, nibbling on your lip with your eyes trained on his. 

"Were you saying my name?" you asked softly, taking another step in his direction. He was so mesmerized by your body, with your bare legs on display, he started nodding before he could stop himself. 

"Yeah, Princess," he groaned, and he knew his cheeks must be bright red.

He watched you reach up and touch your neck. "Shouldn't you be moaning Amanda's name?" you whispered, and Bradley was treated to the sight of you pressing your fingertips to your lips. 

He just shook his head, and now you were standing right in front of him, so close he could touch you. You knew now. He was certain you knew exactly what you were doing to him. There was no turning back. 

"No, Princess. Amanda doesn't make me hard like you do."

"You were thinking about me?"

Bradley nodded. "That's the problem. I can't stop thinking about you." He couldn't believe he said that. He was going to die of mortification. 

But you whimpered, and Bradley was bucking up against nothing as your eyes dropped to his barely concealed erection. 

You bent at the waist, resting both of your palms on his knees, and Bradley was treated to a nice view down your shirt. You licked your lips, and he was about to lean forward and kiss you as you said, "I can help you with that. If you want."

Then you slowly pulled your hoodie off of his lap and glanced down. Bradley's cock was hard and huge, aching as you were touching him now. Before he could answer, he watched you sink down to your knees and settle in between his splayed legs. You were rubbing his thighs through his jeans, and his heart was pounding so hard, he thought he might pass out. 

Your voice was so soft and sweet. "Do you want me to?"

The only thing Bradley wanted was for you to take care of this for him. For him to be able to feel your hands on his body. He groaned as you ran your fingers up and over his cock, squeezing him through his jeans. 

"Oh, yeah, Princess. Please."

And then you were guiding his jeans and underwear down until he was springing to attention, finally free from the tight fabric. 

Your glossy lips were parted, and your eyes were wide as you reached for him, wrapping one hand gently around his length. You stroked him once, and Bradley almost shot up off the couch, it felt so good. 

Then you kissed his tip, swiping his precum away with your tongue, and Bradley was leaning forward and tipping your chin up to meet his eyes. 

"Princess," he groaned, running his thumb along your lips. "You done this before?" He wanted you so badly, but he couldn't stand the thought of this being your first foray into oral sex. He was simply too far gone for something so delicate. 

You parted your lips and licked his thumb with a smirk. "Yeah. Once or twice, Bradley." Your tone was sarcastic, and he throbbed in your hand. "I am in college, you know. I'll take excellent care of you, I promise," you whispered, kissing his tip again while you kept eye contact with him.

"Yeah," he grunted. "That's what I'm afraid of." He stroked your cheek, watching your every move intently. When your perfect lips parted and wrapped around his cock, Bradley ran both of his hands through his hair before fisting them at his sides. You were barely sucking on him, just the tip, but it felt so fucking good he was already panting. 

When your tongue popped out to swirl around him, he tipped his head back and groaned. "Princess," he hissed, his cock leaping in your hand as you let your thumb trail down his full length to his balls. "Goddamn it."

He watched you smirk and open your mouth wider, taking as much of him as you could. You bobbed on his length, pushing him deep enough that you were starting to gag. And that was it; Bradley's hands flew to your face, stroking your cheeks softly with his fingers before pushing back along your hair.

You watched his face as you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked harder. "Oh, fuck," he growled, neck and shoulders straining against the urge to fuck your face until he came. He didn't want to do that, not right now, because this slow agony you were putting him through was fucking fantastic. 

When you slowly dragged your lips back to his tip and popped him out of your mouth, Bradley was treated to the sight of your wide eyes and your tongue peeking out to wet your lips. You looked so fucking innocent. So young. So filthy with your tongue laving along the underside of his cock, keeping him nice and wet. 

Then you moaned softly, and Bradley hissed your name. 

You eyes met his with a soft, hazy look as you ran the tip of your nose down to his balls. "God, you're so big," you whispered, kissing him there. "Are all Daddys this big?" you asked him. 

Bradley pulled gently on your hair, tipping your head back to look at him, keeping you steady with his other hand on your neck. The softest sound escaped your parted lips as he leaned forward a bit. "Call me Daddy again."

Your lip trembled as you nodded with Bradley's hand tight around a fistful of your hair. "Okay. Daddy."

His primal moan filled the living room, as he watched you rub your cheek against the angry, red head of his cock. 

Then your perfect lips were on him again, your tongue treating him to sensations he couldn't ever remember feeling. He tried to keep his hands gentle on your face and hair, but you felt too good. He found himself guiding you a little slower, needing to make this last as long as physically possible.

You took him until you gagged again, and Bradley was seeing stars. "You're so fucking good, Princess," he groaned, but that just seemed to egg you on as you went harder. Bradley watched you take him impossibly deeper, feeling the rub of your throat along his tip. He could feel himself moving against your throat where his hand was now gripping you, and he just gaped at you, mouth hanging wide open as you licked and sucked. 

When you released him again, you used both hands to stroke him as you kissed the tip. "Do you like this, Daddy?"

Bradley's eyes were practically rolling back in his head. "Oh yeah," he grunted, thrusting up into your palm as you tickled and squeezed his balls in one small hand. 

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" you asked him, eyes glittering as you kitten licked along his cock. He was throbbing in time with your little licks and kisses, and he leaned forward to kiss your forehead. 

"God, baby. So bad," he grunted, pushing you down gently with his palm on the back of your head. He saw you grin and heard you giggle, and he couldn't get enough. When you parted your lips for him, you guided him toward your plush tongue, tapping him against you there. Then you wrapped your mouth around him once more, and Bradley knew he wasn't going to last long. 

The obscene, wet sounds. Your soft moans. The vibrations along his dick. You were bobbing hard and fast now as he chanted Princess.... Princess!

You took him so deep, he could feel your lip and you saliva on his tightening balls as you sucked him hard. He knew his fingers were digging into your scalp, and you were squeezing his hip now. When your gaze met his, Bradley really felt his control slipping. 

"No, no, no," he whispered, wanting this to last forever. It was so good. You were too good at this. And he would be lying to himself if he said your pretty, innocent looking face wasn't making him even harder for you. 

You must have been able to tell he was close when you wrapped one hand around the base of him. You swirled your tongue while you jerked your mouth around him with such finesse, Bradley couldn't believe you were only twenty four. "So fucking good," he groaned. "God damn it!"

And then you took him like a champ, all of his thrusts hit the back of your throat, but you barely flinched, keeping your gaze on his. Your eyes were watering now, and you whimpered as he filled your mouth and throat up with his hot cum. 

It had been so long since he had been with a woman, but he didn't think he'd ever had an orgasm that lasted this long. He was still groaning, fingers gentle at the back of your head as you swallowed him down. Then you came back for more, slowly gliding your mouth back down his length before popping him out again. 

He whispered, "Princess. Fuck," as he watched you lick up the additional beads of cum that you coaxed out of him. And then Bradley was spent, sitting back against the couch in a daze. He stroked his fingers along your cheek and chin, caressing you as you continued to lovingly kiss and lick his cock as he started to grow soft in your hands. 

"You okay, Daddy?" you asked him, wiping up some of his cum from the corner of your lips.

"Princess," he whispered as you nuzzled against his hand. "You learned a lot in college, huh?"

You just giggled, and reached your finger out to his lips. Bradley opened his mouth for you, and licked up his own cum, loving the look in your half lidded eyes. He watched you lick your finger after he was done with it, and then you stood up. He thought about asking you to stay with him, but instead he just sat there with his cock hanging out and watched you pull on your hoodie. 

"Let me know when you need me again," you told him with a smirk before leaning down and kissing his forehead. Then you left again without another word. 

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Bradley got his dick wet with the babysitter. Bye, Amanda. Enjoy your babysitter fic @beyondthesefourwalls

PART 8

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💿The Afterglow Hair System Starter Hair Dump💿

This has been brewing up since July but I'm very happy to say I'm finally done with this! The Afterglow Hair System is basically Sunshine and Zeb blended 50/50 because I wanted something softer than sunshine that still has depth. The natural colours are Poppet V2 Black, Skittles Hair System Brown, Io honey, a ginger I made and Pooklet Mail Bomb; The unnatural colours are Pooklet TNT, FurbyQ Afterglow, a green I made, Wyxii Mint, Pooklet Shock Wave, Poppet Lavender, Skittles Hair System Wild Berry and Pooklet Powder Cake; Swatches, more info and download under the cut!

In the hair dump you'll find 272 hairs in total, 144 being for female sims and 128 being for male sims. Here's a list of all hairs included in this hair dump! This hair dump also features 6 hairs converted and retextured in Afterglow by @nonsensical-pixels :)

For the preview photo I really wanted to recreate the vibe of TS2 PS2's box art (ty @roxanna-moxie for the suggestion!!)

Download HERE!

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Eternal Obsession Part 2: Questions

Masterlist: Here

TW: Mentions of blood and obsessive behavior

Tag List: @dream-a-little-nightmare @josephquinnsfreckles @chickenandsheep-blog @sweetmoonlove0214 @justheretoreadleavemealone @eddiesgirlforever @ali-r3n @joantje @mrsjellymunson @munsons-mayhem28 @manda-panda-monium @cherrymedicine13 @hazydespair

A/N: I hope y’all enjoy this it kinda gives you some answers to how Eddie lives his life and also I’m curious who y’all think the vampire(s) are that hunt still?👀

“What about the sun?” You ask over your shoulder as Eddie follows you down the candy aisle of the mini mart.

“Well let’s see it’s a star,” Eddie states as he watches you toss in a bag of mixed sour candy into the cart. “And not only is it a star it’s the only star in our solar system and it’s also just the biggest object in it.” You roll your eyes as you stop walking so you can turn around and glare at Eddie who is staring at the back of a box of skittles with a slight look of confusion and disgust on his face. “Kinda reminds me of you.” His face turns so he’s looking at you and he raises an eyebrow at your face.

“Excuse me? Skittles remind you of me?” Eddie laughs at your question as he shakes his head causing some of his hair to fall out of the bun he has most of it loosely secured in. Even though it’s only been two days since he met you in the middle of the woods he already knows you well enough that he can tell you’re offended by the idea of a sugary chewy treat making him think of you so he’s quick to reassure you.

“The sun.” He corrects as he reaches to grab a box of chocolate covered peanuts off the shelf. You can’t help but stare at him as he tosses the candy into the cart, he quickly rolls the sleeves of his flannel up allowing you to see a few of his tattoos that he has randomly splattered on his forearms and you momentarily lose your train of thought as your eyes roam up his arms towards his chest that’s practically on full display since he has the top three buttons of his shirt undone. “You’re the only star in my universe…and by far the biggest and most important part of it as well.” His voice snaps you back to reality and Eddie just chuckles and shoots you a playful wink as your cheeks get hot.

“You have to stop saying things like that.” You mumble as you turn away from him trying to hide your embarrassment of getting caught staring at him.

“Does it upset you?” All of a sudden Eddie is right behind you with his hands gently resting on your hips. “If it upsets you then I’ll gladly stop.” He adds before he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

“No.” You huff, annoyed at how you can’t lie to him and you begin the think that not even if your life depended on it would you be able to tell him even the smallest of lies. It’s just one of the many effects he has on you and it’s probably the one you hate the most.

“Good..I’d hate to be the reason you’re upset.” You know he’s telling you the truth as his arms wrap around your middle. “Now what is it you want to know about the sun my darling?” He asks as he places a quick kiss to your neck before he stands up straight and turns you in his arms so he can look down at you with a smile.

“Does it hurt you?” You feel silly the moment the words leave your mouth and you try to hide your face in your hands but Eddie is quick to grab them and hold them in his much larger ones.

“It’s slightly uncomfortable if it’s on my bare skin but it doesn’t really hurt but I still choose to be covered up…most of the time.” He answers before he places little kisses to your knuckles. “It can’t kill me if that’s what you’re really wondering? I won’t burst into flames or anything.” You want to laugh at yourself for even assuming the sun would kill him like it does to vampires in the movies but you figure might as well get all the other questions out of the way.

“Do you sleep in the ground or in a coffin?”

“Neither I sleep in a king sized bed..it’s quite comfortable actually I think you’d like it.”

“Garlic?”

“Doesn’t bother me.”

“Interesting.” Eddie laughs as he brings your hands to cup his face, something you’ve come to notice he does when he just wants to feel the warmth of your skin.

“You can ask me…I don’t mind.” He’s staring into your eyes almost as if he’s reading your thoughts as he speaks. You try to look away but you don’t have it in you to break the eye contact because the deep chocolate brown color of Eddie’s eyes is comforting as it makes you feel like it’s just the two of you and the rest of the world has melted away.

“What do you…eat?” Eddie smiles as he turns his head so he can place a kiss to the palm of one of your hands.

“Am I really the first vampire you’ve met?” Eddie doesn’t mean to ignore your question but he is suddenly coming to realize that all the questions you’re asking are ones someone would ask if they’ve never come across someone like him before.

“I’ve met one before just…uh didn’t spend a lot of time with him.” You look down at your feet as the memory of the first vampire you met comes flooding into your mind. Eddie frowns when you drop your hands from his face, he notices your whole mood has shifted and he instantly feels an odd sensation take a hold of him.

“Who was it?” His tone is harsh and it makes you flinch as you take a small step backwards so you can turn and face the cart that’s now half full of candy and other random junk food.

“Steve Harrington.” You whisper his name almost afraid that if you say it too loud he’ll just magically appear. Eddie’s hands instinctively ball up into fists as soon as Steve’s name escapes your lips.

“Did he-”

“He didn’t hurt me Eddie.” You turn to face him and you’re startled as just how upset Eddie is at the mention of Steve. “He was just an asshole that’s all.” You try to reassure him as you reach for one of his hands but he is quick to move out of your reach.

“Just…give me a moment sweetheart.” He raises his hand up so you don’t try to get any closer, you watch his eyes go from pitch black back to their normal warm brown as he rolls his shoulders a few times and tilts his head side to side as if he stretching but you know he’s just trying to get a grip on his temper.

“How long have you been twenty one?” The corners of Eddie’s lips twitch at your question as you take a small step closer to him. He knows what you’re doing and he appreciates the distraction because at the moment all he can think of is finding Steve and ripping his head off for getting to meet you before him.

“Almost forty years.” He answers making you just nod as he opens his arms in preparation for you to close the gap between the two of you. You rest your head on his chest as your arms wrap around his middle in a tight hug.

“So you’re like what? Almost sixty?” He just chuckles as he wraps his arms around your shoulders and rests his chin on the top of your head.

“Something like that.” He mumbles as you rest your cheek on his chest. “You know I’m always going to protect you right? Even if sometimes it’s me who you need protection from.” You just nod in response because there’s only a few things you know for sure about Eddie and one of them is that he will stand between you and anything or anyone he deems dangerous.

“You can say it.” Your voice is soft as Eddie’s hold on you tightens. “I know you like saying it.” You add as you rub little circles with your fingertips on Eddie’s back.

“I don’t want to upset you.” He says before he places a kiss to the top of your head.

“It doesn’t upset me.” Eddie leans away so you can lift your head and look up at him. “I just don’t want to upset you when I don’t say it back.” Eddie playfully rolls his eyes as he leans down and kisses the tip of your nose.

“You could never upset me.” You feel your cheeks get hot as Eddie gives you one of his best smiles that makes you thankful his arms are already around you, holding you up. “Besides you’ll say it back eventually.” You want to laugh and roll your eyes but deep down you know he’s right.

“Oh just say it already so we can move on to the next aisle.” You try to tease him but the way he’s looking at you makes all the playfulness leave your voice making it sound almost as if you’re begging for him to say it. Eddie just smirks as he leans down so his lips are right next to your ear.

“I love you.” You feel your knees begin to feel shaky as his smooth deep voice fills your ears. He just smiles before he places a kiss just below your ear before placing another one on your cheek. “Now back to your question…I get my blood fix the same place most of the vampires in Hawkins do…the pharmacy.” Eddie answers as he ticks a few strands of your hair behind your ear.

“The what?” Your eyes are wide and your eyebrows are raised making Eddie laugh as he places his hands on your hips.

“The pharmacy…it’s on Main Street and they sell everything we need to survive without actually having to uh..drink from-“

“Humans?”

“I get my supplements there and I did try the bloody shake mix and it’s disgusting but people love it…I just stick to the capsules and the fake synthetic stuff when I need to feel like I’m actually drinking-“

“Someone’s blood.”

“Not someone..I used to just drain animals before I found the pharmacy.” You just nod as you try to take in all the information Eddie has just shared with you.

“What do you mean most of the vampires in Hawkins?” Eddie’s eyes go dark as he looks away from you.

“There’s still ones out there that like to hunt down their food.” You feel a shiver go down your spine as Eddie’s grip on you tightens.

“Steve?” You swear you hear a low growl bubble up from Eddie’s chest as you say Steve’s name.

“Him and his little group of assholes are too dumb to be able to get away with hunting don’t worry.” You know he’s trying to reassure you but now you’re curious as to who in Hawkins is still draining humans for their blood and getting away with it.

“Then who?” Eddie just lets out a sigh as you loosen your hold around his middle, he knows you’re just curious but he doesn’t want to tell you anything that could get you caught up in something dangerous. “You’re not going to tell me are you?”

“Come on my darling we have a party to shop for.” You roll your eyes as Eddie places a kiss to your forehead before he drops his hands from your hips and yours fall from around his middle. He steps behind the cart so he can push it further down the aisle, tossing a few bags of random assorted candy into the cart as he goes.

“That wasn’t nice.” You mumble as you cross your arms over your chest as you walk a few steps behind Eddie. He stops walking and before you can even react his hands are cupping your face and his lips are only a few inches from yours.

“I’m sorry sweetheart but it’s for your own good.”Before you can argue he places a quick kiss to your lips. “Please forgive me.” His eyes are staring into yours as his breath fans across your face.

“Okay.” You sigh as Eddie smiles before his lips are on yours again but this time you wrap your arms around his neck before he can even think of pulling away from you.

“Greedy little thing.” He teases a few moments later once he is able to gently pry your arms from around his neck after pulling away from the kiss, while he would love nothing more than to stand here with your lips on his he has to have some sort of self control. “Now come on we have caused enough of a scene in this aisle let’s go cause a ruckus in the frozen section.” You raise an eyebrow as you turn your head and see three women standing in the aisle all with red faces and wide eyes.

“Oh god.” You huff as your face quickly matches theirs making Eddie laugh as he goes back to pushing the cart. “By the way no one says ruckus anymore.” You tease while Eddie just chuckles as you catch up with him and toss a box of skittles into the cart.

“Got it I’ll add that to the list of uncool things to say.” You laugh as the two of you head down the next aisle. “I love you.” Eddie looks over at you as the three words come out of his mouth just as you reach and grab a loaf of bread off the shelf.

“I know you do.” You state with a smile as you place a kiss to his cheek making him smile as you put the bread on the top of the mountain of candy in the cart. You know when Eddie tells you he loves you he means it with every single part of himself. While you can’t say it back just yet you know there’s going to be a time when you can and that just gives you something to look forward to because you know that day is going to be sooner rather than later but either way you know Eddie isn’t going anywhere.

[shhh-secret-time]

Stan Marsh

26 y.o (He/Him)

Soul Synergy: Anything you write on your skin will appear on your soulmate.

Headcanons:

◇ Worked on his father's farm for years, while he didn't want to he stayed for his mom

◇ Shelly moved out and left South Park for a different college. The two aren't close, but they're better than when he was a kid.

◇ He works part-time at the university radio station with Jimmy.

》 Jimmy does most of the commentary, Stan will pitch it sometimes, but he leaves most of the talking to him. Stan is in charge of the music

◇ He has snuck some of Crimson Dawn on air and did the same for Timmy's band. Jimmy doesn't care, but he gives Stan a hard time about it.

◇ Going to college on a sports scholarship, to no one's surprise

》 The surprise came when he almost lost it all.

◇ He struggled heavily with alcoholism when he first moved out of his parents house

◇ Used to go out night after night, being invited to parties and hang out events

◇ It didn't seem like a problem until he woke up with vomit in his hair and had no memory of the last three days.

》 His hair used to be longer but he decided to cut it after that.

◇ It takes the other three to help snap him out of it, not just Kyle.

◇ After that he went and got help, of course the other three had his back. Kyle helped him find the support groups needed around campus. Kenny spread the word of keeping alcohol away from Stan, and Cartman enforced it.

◇ They have a system when they go to parties or out to eat with him. Kenny will give everyone the warning, do not offer him alcohol. Not as a joke, it's not funny. Wanna flirt with him, buy him something else. If you invite him to a party, have some fucking sodas or juice.

◇ Cartman is the next step if for some reason you don't decide to listen. Absolutely embarrasses the person, socially tears them apart. We all know he's very good at turning a crowd on people.

◇ Kyle is the big guns, he lives with Stan. He's his best friend. His super best friend, and he'll be damned if he lets anything happen to him. Kyle's not afraid to let the person know just how small they are and will throw hands if need be.

》 Luckily, it hasn't gotten that far. Most people stop at Cartman.

◇ Stan has worked very hard since then to keep himself clean. He's cut alcohol out completely because he knows how easy it is to slip back into it.

◇ When he feels himself slipping again or tempted, he goes to the gym. He writes a song, goes for a jog, bugs someone with board games, does literally anything to keep his mind off it.

》 His last resort is smoking a cigarette, Kyle doesn't like it, but it's better than the alternative

◇ Stan was able to keep his scholarship but it took a lot of work, and a lot of dedication.

◇ The necklace was a gift from the three boys after Stan's second year clean. They all wrote something up on each line and had Kenny carve it in.

》 Kyle: I'm proud of you man. Keep it up, or I'll kick your ass. -SB

》 Kenny: I am always a call away. I've got you Stan, I love you handsome.

》 Cartman: Don't be fucking stupid. I'm the only one who gets to ruin your life.

(Cartman took up some of Kyle's line. It makes Stan smile everytime he sees it)

◇ It's incredibly corny and off brand for him but he never takes it off, that necklace means everything to him.

◇ He's still the quarterback on the team, and the pressure sometimes gets to him.

◇ He plays basketball with Kyle sometimes, but he's not a fan of getting his ankles rolled all the time so he only does it when he needs to get Kyle to relax

◇ His depression is still there, it never really goes away, but he's got a better understanding of it

◇ Goes to a proper doctor and gets the help he needs. After a few therapist visits, he gets a prescription for it and now here he is.

◇ Since Kenny and Karen live so close Karen helps remind him to take his meds. She leaves him little snacks with every pills.

》 Skittles one day, M&Ms another, Cashews, and then a Reese's cup at the end of the week (I just like the idea of the group adopting Karen, but she adopts them back ya know?)

◇ No one else knows about this, Stan's a bit embarrassed by it but he finds it adorable that she's trying

◇ It makes him want to be better. So he works hard to keep a routine and a method.

◇ When he feels like he hates himself, he showers

◇ When he feels like he hates other people, he needs to eat

◇ When he feels withdrawal or if he's tired, he needs water.

◇ Has a special water bottle that Gary got him.

◇ Begs Kyle to go to the gym with him, he can't go alone he needs his buddy!

》 They end up making it a game. Who can push the other one to giving up.

》 Kyle does a certain number in a set, well Stan does one more. Stan runs for a certain amount of time on the treadmill, well Kyle runs faster and longer.

》 They pay for it in the morning but it's worth it

◇ Was the forever DM in his board game nights. He has all the D&D books, most of them are those special covered ones

◇ The local comic book store knows him well, and they save a book for him when they come out

◇ He still paints minis, for Christmas one year he got everyone's characters! Hand painted them and gave them out

》 He was so proud. And then Kenny lost his character the next session

》 Kenny's character is on the shelf near his books. Forever immortalized next to the players guide

◇ On days where everyone can't make it they play test a different system

◇ Wild Talents -> Superheros

◇ Deadlands -> Cowboys

◇ Traveler -> Sci-fi

◇ Red Market -> Zombie Apocalypse

◇ When Stan finally finishes his campaign and Kyle takes over, it takes him a minute to shift back into being a player! (I'm projecting)

◇ He has Wendy and Nichole over, of course! They can't make it all the time (Nichole has her own campaign that Stan's a part of and Wendy is a busy little lady), so they guest star!

◇ Gets together with Nichole and they plot ways to bully their players. (Rip Kenneth)

》 If people don't feel like playing TTRPGS he's got plenty of board games! (Honestly dude I can go on forever about this. I'm big time projecting, so I'm gonna end it here.)

◇ Stan loves his messenger bag, its got more patches in it then just the deftones on the side

◇ Collects band patches like a punk does for their jackets

◇ Anytime he goes to a local band gig he buys a patch (support local artists)

◇ Of course he has his guitar. Even if I didn't draw it!

◇ Cherry red guitar that he babies, he loves his guitar more then anything else he owns.

◇ Kyle got it for him when they both graduated high-school, it means the world to him

◇ His case for it has seen better days, most of the scratches are covered in stickers people have slapped on it.

◇ Honestly, he's got like one or two that he put on

◇ It's a game around the university: Get a Sticker on Marsh's Case

》 Craig's in the lead.

◇ Like Kyle does with Stan's inhaler. Stan carries insulin in his messenger bag for Kyle.

》 He knows Kyle doesn't pay attention to himself and lets his blood sugar drop so he also carries snacks

◇ The bright pink lighter and the lighter case was given to him by the guys, because that dummy always loses his lighter.

》 Every other day he's asking to borrow a lighter because he lost his

◇ Yet he knows where everyone of his guitar picks are, which is ridiculous

◇ Has a shit ton of them too, carries them in a little case!

◇ Stan will fist fight anyone who touches that brown journal, there's so much in there. (You know that feeling you get when someone asks to see your sketchbook? Yeah.)

◇ Lyrics for Crimson Dawn, poems that will never see the light of day, magic cards he uses as bookmarks,and campaign ideas

》 A few pages that have been ripped out and or burned out. Usually means he's had a bad day and needed to get it out

◇ The other thing he's protective of is his headphones, he's not sure why. There's nothing special about those white headphones. But they're his, and they got him through high-school.

◇ He was actually super happy about his Soul Synergy

◇ He already had a habit of doodling on his skin, so it was a surprise it manifested like this

◇ Kyle does get onto him about how often he marks on his skin. He orders Stan those Body Mark markers.

◇ When pictures or words show up on his skin it tickles, it's like he can feel the marker or pen

◇ That's the only part he hates, it tickles him and he's extremely ticklish (perish.)

◇ Doodles, lists, lyrics, and notes on things to do later. For some reason he's protective over all of them, and it makes him slightly sad when they go away.

It a few hours of sitting still, but it's finally done. Red takes a wipe and swipes it across his forearm, the moist wipe feels good against his skin. It's irritated from being poked over and over again, he can still feel the buzz of the needle.

The wipe reveals the jagged Soundwave tattoo stretching down his forearm. He smiles at it and almost goes to touch it, but stops himself. From the way his tattoo artist glares at him, he knows better.

He tries, he really does, to listen to Red as she goes through the steps on how to take care of it. But it's hard when he keeps staring at it, wondering if his little plan worked.

On the outside, it certainly seems narcissistic to get one's voice tattooed on one's self. But Stan could live with the whispers or the questions if it meant it was on the skin of his soulmate too. It wasn't anyone else's business what it was, that was between him and them.

After all Stan worked very hard to get that recording of him singing, You are my Sunshine, just right.

(Here's the blank ♡)

[spell-bloom]

NEW 4t2 CONVERSION: S-Club Tifa

AAAAAAA MY FIRST CONVERSION !!!!!

young adult-elder

F

22k poly

in multiple hair systems !

familied, grey linked to black

converted by me :]

✨ animated ✨

Download Pooklet/Io (MF)

Download Poppet V2 (MF)

Download Sunshine System (MF)

Download Skittles System (MF)

big thanks to @socialbunny and @nonsensical-pixels, yall have been a wonderful help in this process <333

[uptoolateart]

A Penchant for Pancakes - Ch 4

Pancake Paramedics - PREVIEW:

Gabriel’s vision swam in and out, the colours not quite stable and his surroundings difficult to pin down.

He was lying down in a small room or a…vehicle. Not in bed but…on a flat platform, like a gurney. And he couldn’t move. His arms and legs had been strapped to whatever supported him, as if he were a flight risk or…dangerous.

If they only knew.

There was a loud noise, screaming, almost like a…siren. And figures surrounded him.

The Nathalie pancake, seated to his side.

A woman dressed like a Halloween witch, with thick black lipstick and neon green fingernails.

And a man in a clown costume – white studded with primary colours – with enormous rainbow hair and a fat red nose reminiscent of his old friend Harry.

Harry…. It had been a long time. When he’d last seen him, he’d done whatever he could to shoo him out the door and never come back. But they’d shared a lot of good times – him and Andre and…Emilie….

He swallowed down a sob and glanced at the Nathalie pancake. But she had turned her crispy golden face away as if she were disgusted with him.

Because he’d killed someone. He’d murdered Lila with rat poison and buried the body in his secret basement. And now they were taking him to prison. It was the only explanation. Though…why a witch and a clown were in the police vehicle was anyone’s guess. Then again…who was he to argue with the French justice system?

However, they had it all wrong, because – ‘Prison isn’t enough for me!’

The clown’s bushy blue eyebrows leapt almost right into that Skittles wig, so vivid that Gabriel could almost taste it. ‘…prison?’

‘Yes! Turn this vehicle around! Prison isn’t enough! I deserve death! Tell Cat Noir to CATACLYSM ME!’

Keep reading at Ao3

[nhs-archive]

Hi, is any of the NHS recolorists interested in recoloring these 4t2 brows by Shibarulata? simblr()cc/ts2/mod/99-4t2-faaeish-eyebrows()html

hi! 😄 at the moment i'm not interested in recoloring these, because i've just been using the original skittles colors since they're pretty close to the nhs colors.

i will publish this ask and if anyone else is interested in doing these, please let us know! (have you asked @shibarulata by the way? in their post they said they'd be open to recoloring their eyebrows with different hair systems upon request).

— y2sims

[shibarulata]

4t2 19 Twisted Cat Eyebrows

Hey y'all! Was planning to upload this way earlier than the first set of brows. These brows are actually all of TwistedCat's CC brows, No.1, No.2, No.3, No.4, No.5 and No.6 Brows. Love these brows and how detailed they are :3

The hair system I used in the preview pic is Skittles Hair System above but now it's available in Poppet V2!

Aaaaanyways, I hope y'all have fun with the brows (ping me if ya use 'em) and please do tell me if there's anything wrong with them and stuff, like dm or ping me on tumblr :3 I would really appreciate it!

All brows has been binned and tool-tipped. Two options: merged and unmerged. Hasn't been compressed yet.

Edit 09/27/23: Now in Poppet V2.

Downloads:

Merged: SFS | Simblr

Unmerged: SFS | Simblr

Check their CC out

On to the credits:

@twisted-cat Wouldn't be able to have converted these beautiful cc if they didn't make these! Also check out their pretty sims 4 cc!

SkittlesSims, poppet-sims for creating the hair systems :3

And also, everyone in Simscord for inspiring me to make CC!

Gif Preview:

[nonsensical-pixels]

MY WEDDING TRAUMA: A SURELY-SIMS x ICE-CREAMFORBREAKFAST COLLABORATION, CONVERTED TO THE SIMS 2 [download - 👰🏽🤵🏽]

are you tired of brides in white dresses and toddlers with perfect pink flower baskets? is cereal packet gameplay just not doing it for you anymore? maybe you'd like your weddings to put the 'strange' in strangetown? search no more, the ingredients for the strangest wedding in sim nation are finally here!

so, since i caught that one virus, i've been playing around a bit more with ts2 cc creation and finally had the time to work on converting a big set again. but then... what to convert? the answer came to me in the links section of a random lookbook... in a sort of fever dream. a set that captures the recent theme on my blog, families, and yet completely destroys it at the same time: my wedding trauma.

everything here is remarkably versatile. i mean, i know for a fact that people aren't just going to use that jumpsuit for a wedding, elvis needs more freedom than that! there are 9 cas items and 6 buy items for a total of 17 items in this set!

the original ts4 collaboration is complete perfection; it has just the sort of trashy, nonsensical vibes that the ts2 wedding department is sorely lacking. my conversion of this isn't perfect, i'm still learning how to do clothing and there are some minor issues mentioned below the cut, but overall i think that it came out pretty good and i hope it invokes some chaos in your game. 💥

credits go to @ice-creamforbreakfast for most of the cas part of this collaboration, and to @surely-sims for the buy mode part!

keep reading for more info, rambles, and preview pics!

PART 1: BUY MODE (6 items by @surely-sims)

ITEMS INCLUDED ARE: 1 - Fancy Folding Chair - 1.7k polys 2 - Margarita Tower - 3.4k polys 3 - Pizza Party Banquet Table - 1.5k polys 4 - Tiki Mug - 1.7k polys 5 - Toasting Bucket - 2.3k polys 6 - Wedding Arch - 10.2k polys*

individual previews are also to be found in the download!

THINGS TO NOTE: - The wedding arch is quite high-poly compared to other objects (10k) but that is the max for the polycounts. - The collection file included in the 'Surely-Sims' folder should go in the Collections folder in Documents.

PART 2: CAS (8 items by @ice-creamforbreakfast and 1 by @surely-sims)

ITEMS INCLUDED ARE: 1 - Brandi Dress (YF-AF) - 3.9k polys 2 - Elvis Glasses (TU-EU) - 1.7k polys 3 - Elvis Jumpsuit (YM-AM) - 4.9k polys 4 - Goopy Jacket (TM-AM) - 2.3k polys 5 - Jess Hair (YF-EF) - 5.4k polys 6 - Kelly-Marie Hair (TF-EF) - 9.4k polys 7 - Malborough Dress (YF-AF) - 7.1k polys 8 - Newport Headpiece (YF-AF) 9 - Trashleen's Cigarette Bouquet (YF-EF) note: the Jess Hair is not part of the original set but is included because the Newport Headpiece is meant to pair with it.

individual previews are also to be found in the download!

THINGS TO NOTE: - The clothing may have some bone assignment issues (especially with straps) & mild gaps. - The 'Goopy Jacket' has a mild discoloration around the neckline. - All hairs are in @skittlessims Skittles Hair System - The 'Elvis Jumpsuit' is paired with 4t2 SP01 Pointed Stud. Converted by me :) - The 'Malborough Dress' is paired with Ice-CreamForBreakfast's Jessica Shoes.

PART 3: THANKS & RAMBLE

have one final pic of the quirky couple and their patchwork family (ex-wife and dog included) 💞

this set was such a rollercoaster to work on, but also so, so much fun! i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i do 🥺

for anyone who's wondering--yeah i'm back for now, requests are still closed, wips depend on whether im in the mood... but from now on releases should be less queued and have a more 'personal touch' 😏

i'll get around to posting the discord-exclusives i released while i was gone... eventually. there's a few that i'm keeping for myself x

anyway... happy simming, hope you enjoy these conversions, and have a lovely day simming! if you use these feel free to @ me, i wanna see the chaos and the cool stuff these are used in 🥰

love,

~ Ky (nonsensical-pixels)

[y2sims]

Hi! I really like using the NHS hairs in my game, but one thing I often struggle with is finding blonde and red hairs that suit my dark-skinned sims. I find the blonde looks too pale and the red looks too bright (but both look great with the other skintones). Do you happen to know where I can find hairs in a darker blonde and/or more brown-red, with textures that still match the NHS? Thanks in advance!

hi! you're gonna have to look for other hair systems / hair retextures that use remi's V2 texture (that's the one used in the nhs). you can search these from @krabbysims hair database -spreadsheet, for example :)

what i know, @skittlessims uses remi's textures in the skittles hair system, and @moselkatze has recolored some hairs in all of pooklet's colors using remi's texture as well. and @trotylka is one creator who i know uses remi's v2 textures and remi's colors in her hair retextures.

ps. feel free to also check this comparison chart by @kooli-sims

[emmettland]

BEFORE DEREK:

Cassius doesn't let Logan cut his hair because he likes it long. The gray hairs are a result of the stress from the surgery, recovering from the surgery, and his forced stay at the mental hospital.

Cassius only brushes his hair and styles it when Logan is making a public appearance or having photos taken.

Cassius likes to have Logan's surgery scars visible at all times, as a reminder of what he used to look like.

The top scars are from the extra set of breasts being removed.

The abdominal scars are from the surgical procedure to remove the milk-producing glands from his reproductive system. After the milk was drained out, liposuction was used to remove the unneeded fat from the area.

Cassius only lets Logan get dressed for outings and photos.

Logan mostly only smiles when prompted.

AFTER DEREK:

Derek cuts Logan's hair to make him less recognizable. Logan likes it much better short. Derek helps him brush and take care of his hair, though they can't seem to get that stubborn strand from falling over his forehead.

Logan is allowed to dress when he wants, how he wants. He doesn't have much of a fashion sense developed yet, so he sticks to blue and white because it reminds him of the lab.

Logan is smiling more on his own.

Logan starts wearing a binder. He doesn't want top surgery (again), so he's content to bind in public and sometimes at Derek's home.

Taglist: @skittles-the-whumpee

my art x my whump x milk boy au x ko-fi

[littlewalken]

ap 1 no fools or tricks

Flying penguins and spaghetti trees yes :p

As someone who's probably on the autistic spectrum I don't like them myself. My blog my rules but still I wouldn't do anything to someone I wouldn't want to experience in return.

And the whole just because I had a shitty childhood and didn't have my interests encouraged doesn't mean anyone else should have to go thru that.

April fools things should be about coming up with something interesting and fun that gets you thinking and no one gets embarrassed or hurt- tree octopus and other cryptids, the most convoluted history for the first hockey puck in Hawaii, and so on. Put Skittles in poison rings.

Well, the reroot bin has some dolls, like my old Malibu Skipper, who have been in there forever and some newcomers. I have a couple of vintage heads that might go first, they take a day or two depending on what else is going on, then perhaps get to the Monster cat.

Here's another thing where a IRL friend would be welcome to make an offer on a bald monster(s) and I'd throw in enough free hair (the shiny presumed to be nylon or wig trimmings but not the doll hair store brand stuff) to reroot her. Nothing wrong with the shiny hair, it's just shiny. I want to have a bit of a clean out if you know what I mean.

I also have to remind myself it's okay to use the "good stuff" because it's fucking doll reroot hair and not using it would make the inventor sad. And it would say fuck you to everyone who put the I'm not worthy of "good stuff" in my head.

Got to compare the regular skin tone face molds to the Malibu face molds and see if I'm doubled up. Aside from the Francie, who has the only Francie body in the house, the rest of the Malibus are original hair, in great condition, and can probably go.

I only have a few days here to do any real physical get into the dolls in the closet thing because after the dental work starts I don't know what my immune system will want to do. And with where the extraction and bone graft will be lifting and pulling could be out until that side of my face and neck are healed properly.

As it's extraction and bone graft first the dentist will be able to see how things are doing when I go in for a filling a few days after.

Will still depend on how I'm feeling if I can go to the doll show. I half hope they have a 60cm but I might just get one of those giant hard plastic boys off the internet for Shi Shi anyway.

[mostlikelytobeobsessed]

Active colonization: “It’s a generational thing”. The current—and nearly ever present invasion on Palestinian people from the perspective of some black person on Tumblr.

Sometimes, I feel like some people don’t truly understand. This is not to say that I fully understand, of course, but to say that some things are learned best when experienced.

I am a high schooler. I’m a hard worker with a single mother who works even harder. She and my auntie pay our bills. Someday, I want to help her pay those bill. Someday, I’m going to make sure these bills never exist. Someday, the system will be dismantled.

For some people, these words aren’t a passing thought. Some people had the generational wealth. For my family, for people like my family, this wealth was no where to be heard of. We HAD a black Wall-street, because we are great, inventive people! But as my mom put it: “They can’t leave n*ggas alone”. Never, in our history, have we been left alone.

It all started at the core. My last name starts at the core. My last name is Irish. I will likely never know my real last name.

And lots of these things, the fact that we have never known peace, the fact that I may never know where I come from, the fact that my family and I could be a target for simply BEING, were instilled in us at a young age.

What I’m getting at, is that colonization fundamentally ruins EVERYTHING. After they strip your people of their resources, they aim for the guts, pride. Then the jugular, your voice. They relax your hair, they brighten your skin, they tear away the hijab, they give you a new last name. They make your identity unrecognizable to everyone, to the mirrors. The people of Palestine are actively being stripped of everything.

Their homes, their families, their resources, the guts, the pride. They humiliate men and women, strip them of dignity, erase names of the face of the Earth. They are being colonized.

And, here in the states, that’s been normalized. Because they’d never call out another nation for the exact thing they did. The call has always come from inside the house.

People of colour have spent their ENTIRE LIVES holding out their hands and waiting for the higher up to feed. When we look for food ourselves, we get shot. When the Palestinian people look for food, they get shot. Skittle or grass, we die en masse.

So pause. Look at it all from our perspective right now. Look at my aunties that can’t read without help during the current year. Look at my cousin who will never get to see his daughter again because cops are trained to kill (black cops too). Look at the children of Palestine who have no more parents. Lots of the kids I’ve seen are younger than me. Imagine when they get to be my age—if they survive to see it.

WHEN Palestine is free, be incredibly prepared. Because children of colour are a force to be reckoned with. I don’t want anyone calling these future activists ‘rioters’. The same way you read my words, you WILL read theirs.

It’s a generational thing. You grow o up colonized, you continue to suffer the loses. Then you talk about em.

Kids of colonization rarely forget.