#tile decals

[myobt]

Tempting (and Temporary)

Bleucoin (more…) “”

[tilestyledecals]

They come in a wide range of designs and colors, and can be used to update the look of a kitchen, bathroom, or any other room in your home. Tile stickers are easy to install and can be removed without damaging the surface underneath, making them a convenient and affordable alternative to traditional tile installation. They are also water-resistant and easy to clean, making them a practical choice for use in the kitchen or bathroom.

How do you apply peel and stick floor tile stickers to your tile?

To apply peel and stick floor tile stickers to your tiles, follow these steps:

Clean the tiles thoroughly and allow them to dry completely.

Measure the size of the stickers you will be using and mark the center point of each sticker on the tile. This will help you align the stickers correctly.

Peel the backing off of the tile sticker and place it on the tile, aligning it with the center point you marked.

Repeat the process until you have covered the entire floor with tile stickers.

Use a roller or a smooth, heavy object to press down on the stickers and ensure that they are firmly adhered to the tiles.

Allow the stickers to set for at least 24 hours before walking on them or replacing any furniture.

Update Your Kitchen Floor With Tile Stickers

Tile stickers are an easy and affordable way to update the look of your kitchen floor without the need for a full renovation. Here’s how to do it:

Clean the floor thoroughly and allow it to dry completely.

Measure the size of the tiles you will be using and mark the center point of each tile on the floor. This will help you align the stickers correctly.

Peel the backing off of the tile sticker and place it on the floor, aligning it with the center point you marked.

Repeat the process until you have covered the entire floor with tile stickers.

Use a roller or a smooth, heavy object to press down on the stickers and ensure that they are firmly adhered to the floor.

Allow the stickers to set for at least 24 hours before walking on them or replacing any furniture.

That’s it! With a little bit of time and effort, you can easily update the look of your kitchen floor with tile stickers.

[webdiggerxxx]

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[krispeetersvisitingthings]

Bathroom in Orlando An illustration of a small, minimalist alcove shower design with 3/4-size multicolored and glass tiles, flat-panel cabinets, blue cabinets, a two-piece toilet, white walls, a drop-in sink, and quartz countertops.

[commomydecor]

Give Any Room the Rustic; Country Look in Minutes With Commomy's Farmhouse Wall Tiles.

Do you want to transform your home into a farmhouse style? Check out Commomy's 3D peel-and-stick farmhouse wall decor tiles that are perfect for any bedroom, living room, kitchen, bathroom, basement, or hallway.

With realistic texture and pattern, these tiles are super easy to install and give your home an instant farmhouse makeover. Get the country rustic look in minutes and turn your house into a cozy cottage.

Visit our website to view our selection and choose the one that’s best for you. Mix and match different designs to create a unique look or keep it consistent with the same style.

[tapeskingdom]

stylish porcelain tiles washi tape

[tightjeansjavi]

The Rite of Movement | drabble

“take it off”

A/N: so yesterday I was talking to @itsokbbygrl about how Joel would react if baby love ever wore a piece of Brazzers merch around him and well…😵‍💫

~word count: 960~

Summary: Joel catches you wearing a pair of Brazzers spandex shorts 🤭

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader

Warnings: smut, established relationship, punishment, teasing, dom!joel, meanish!joel, possessive!joel (reader is into it) spanking, sir kink, praise kink, language, Joel calls the reader a naughty dirty little slut in a non derogatory way, Joel is in his 40’s reader is in her 30’s, readers nickname is baby love, reader has no physical descriptions (outside of having a big ass and thighs) +18 minors dni!

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It’s laundry day, and you’re faced with an unfortunate problem on your hands. The only pair of clean shorts that you could find in your drawer happened to be a pair of black spandex shorts with a BRAZZERS decal stretching all the way across the stretched fabric. Why was this such an unfortunate dilemma you may be asking yourselves? Well, you already had a feeling that Joel was gonna lose his shit if he saw you wearing these shorts…

Fuck it, we ball!

And oh, did he lose his mind alright.

All afternoon he had been working on fixing an issue he was having with his truck, and with Tommy’s generous help after refusing to take it into the shop. No, the Miller brothers were the kings of DIY. Joel came striding into the kitchen to grab two more beers, shirtless and reeking of car oil and grease, he was frozen on the spot when he saw you bent over the sink, working through the dishes in the tightest pair of spandex shorts he had ever seen. Your cheeks and thighs were practically spilling out from under the strained fabric.

Then he saw the familiar logo that was once the bane of his existence, and his eyes narrowed into slits, grease stained fists clenching at his sides, teeth grinding together and jaw ticking.

Fuck no. Not on my watch.

His boots were heavy on the tile as he approached you and before you could even turn around, his heavy set palm was making harsh contact with one of your cheeks, smacking your ass so hard, you swore you saw stars for a second as your body lurched forward against the sink and a soft surprised yelp slipped past your lips.

“The fuck are these, baby love?” He growled against the shell of your ear, crowding over your back like a cloak made of pure cement from how hard he was pressing into you. You could feel the heat radiating off his body, and the stench of car grease flooding your senses, dizzying your brain. Your covered cunt pulsed around nothing but the prospect of him punishing you just for wearing these damn shorts.

“It’s laundry day, baby. And I’m all out of clean shorts…” you let out a sigh of faux disappointment when he began to rub the plush flesh of your ass with his big meaty palm, “it’s a million degrees outside, and I found these in my back drawer and probably just never got rid of them when I moved in.”

He smacked your ass again, watching the way it recoiled against his palm, “Yeah?” He rasped, “well, baby love, they ain’t it.” He shook his head, grasping the hem of the spandex and yanked them right down your ass and thighs and all the way down to your ankles.

He dragged his hand right back down between your cheeks, spreading you open just enough that he could slip just the tip of his thumb into your already sopping tight cunt. “And you ain’t ever gonna wear them again, we clear?”

“Y-yes sir!” You squeaked out, arching your back into his hand so his thumb would slip in further.

“Good girl.” He chuffed a laugh as he retracted his hand despite your soft protests for him to continue, “Sorry I had to do that, baby love. I’ll get you a pair of mine, okay?”

You laughed it off, steeling your racing heart in your rib cage as you looked over your shoulder at him, “it’s okay, baby. You’ll just have to get me a better pair to strut around in.” You responded with a wink.

“‘Suppose I can arrange that.” He stalked off to the laundry room, grabbing you a fresh pair of his boxers and he even helped you step into them before he bent down and snatched up the Brazzers shorts and shoved them deep into the pocket of his jean cut offs. “Think Tommy and I are gonna go out for some burgers soon. Y’want anythin’, baby love?”

“Mmm, yeah I’ll take some meat.” You said with a giggle, turning around with your arms crossed against your chest in a challenging stare, “preferably the kind of meat that is shaped like your cock. Think you can deliver on that, baby?”

He closed the gap between you once more, looking even taller and broader than usual when he crowded you against the counter. His brow was cocked in amusement, lips spreading into a deep set grin. “Sorry, baby love.” He tutted softly, bringing his hand down between your thighs and pressed the heel of his palm directly against your covered cunt as he leaned in, “naughty dirty little sluts don’t get rewarded that easily.”

You leaned into his hand immediately, trying to pull him in for a kiss but he was being stubborn and nipped at your jawline instead while you let out a pathetic whine.

“Joel, baby, c’mon, please?” You nearly begged him.

“Nuh uh.” He pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips before retreating out of your grasp.

Joel: 2 | baby love: 0

A week has gone by since the little incident and when you wake up late one morning and head downstairs to make a cup of coffee, you find a pink box on the countertop next to your mug. The box is wrapped in a pretty pink bow, and there’s a note under the ribbon addressed to you.

To my naughty little baby love,

Here’s a better pair ;)

-Joel x.

You untie the bow and lift the cover from the box and beneath the perfectly crisp wrapping paper is a pair of black spandex shorts. Upon further inspection, you find that the back of the shorts have a decal stretched across the fabric as well. However, instead of Brazzers, it reads Miller-Co in bold lettering.

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[hometoursandotherstuff]

Detroit, MI is slowly coming back and you can find a very inexpensive home in a great neighborhood like this for under $200K. This is a little 1948 Tudor with 3bds, 3ba, and is only $140K. But, what is going on with the decor? Let's go inside.

We begin with the fireplace decor. I have never seen anything like this, nor would I even think of such a configuration. Flanking the fireplace are tables made from vintage trundle sewing machine bases.

Have you ever seen such wall hangings? It appears that there's delicate black see-thru art placed over other art.

I'm fascinated. Is there a meaning to it?

The same theme carries over to the window. There's even a sort of fencing.

This would be the dining room.

If the new owner does not like the kitchen cabinet art, I wonder if it's removeable.

The pink & blue bath has some decals on the tile, and it looks like original 1948 tile. Look at all the fringe. Where do you get stuff like that?

There are more fringy curtains in the bedroom, and even the bedspread has it.

Perhaps the original owner was a flapper or a Go-Go Girl.

The stair and landing walls are decorated with various wallpaper squares.

This room looks like a den. I don't see a TV, unless it's hidden in the art.

The wallpaper collage continues in the upstairs bath, but there's some cool burgundy original tile.

Someone was very busy pasting wallpaper squares. You can actually go to a store that sells wallpaper and ask for the discontinued sample books, or even buy them on eBay. I used to use them for crafts as a children's librarian.

This small room has nice knotty pine paneling.

Looks like the basement is finished.

There's a laundry area in the back.

It's a large basement with several rooms.

And, this is a large half bath.

There's a sun room on the back of the house, plus a beautiful lawn and garage.

6,098 sq ft lot

[buttercupagere]

design your dream playroom prompts 📐

some questions to think about if you’re designing your dream playroom :)

🖊️ how big is it? small-ish, like a walk-in closet? medium, like a bedroom? large, like a living room? maybe huge, like a castle? be as creative as you want! it doesn’t matter if it’s unrealistic.

🖊️ what color are the walls? are they all the same color? are they lots of different colors? are there any decals on them, or a mural?

🖊️ what’s decorating the walls? framed pictures? mirrors? is there a sensory wall?

🖊️ what does the floor look like? hardwood, tile, carpet, foam playmat? if there’s a rug, is it shag, fluffy, or something else? what color is it? are there sensory tiles?

🖊️ describe the lighting. is it bright or dim? how many light sources are there? can they change color? are there fairy lights? ceiling lights? lamps?

🖊️ are there any windows? how many? how big are they? do they have blinds or curtains? what can you see outside the window?

🖊️ what storage is there? a toy chest? shelves? little bins? folding boxes? is there a ceiling net for stuffies?

🖊️ does the room have any fun features? a sensory swing? a fort? a play kitchen? a dollhouse? a pirate ship? a jungle gym? a mobile? a rocking horse?

🖊️ what kind of toys are there? stuffies, dolls, blocks, racecars, playmobil, fidget toys?

🖊️ is there a table? what does it look like? what do you use it for? slime, arts and crafts, legos, snacks? are there chairs at the table, or mats on the floor?

🖊️ is it a magical playroom? are there talking animals? toys that come to life? fairies that hang around and sprinkle pixie dust? is there a portal to another world? or a crystal ball that can show the future?

if you want, you can draw this playroom. or build it in minecraft, or out of legos. someday maybe it can become real!

[wanderingsimsfinds]

WanderingSims Fave CC - Pride & Rainbow List

1 - Nina - 4t3 Nikatyler Pride Paint

2 - trinitymarconeptune - Pride Paints

3-4 - Smallsimmer - Eyeshadow 2 & Prideshadow 1-5

5, 14-15, 25-27 - Pandelabs - Pride Bottle Necklace AF, Prideful Platforms AF , Rainbow Converse AU, Rainbow Jeans AF

6, 29 - MurfeeL - 4t3 MrAlex Shades & Hobo AM Pants w/ Pride Buckles

7-8 - Chazy - DarkNight Pride Bracelet & LGBT Rings

9-12 - fearpixls - Pride Septum, Pride Plugs, Rainbow Choker, & Twisted Nose Ring Set

13 - simchronized - Pride Flag Recolors & Poses (Use Mirror Link)

16 - faerielandsims - Alexo TS4 Bob

17 - ChamelonSims - Beyoncé Jaded London Ombre Rainbow Swimsuit

18-21 - simsandcinnamon - Prism Top, Shiny/Sunny Sweater, Crayon Sweater, & Layered Top Female

22 - VMSims - 4t3 Julia Cardigan

23 - TheWatchers - AF Pride Tee 2017

24 - dizziesims - Cropped Rainbow Hoodie

28 - simsandcinnamon - Pride Leggings

30 - MurfeeL - LGBT Jacket Tops & LGBT Ships Jacket Tops

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31 - asexualsims - Pride Posters

32-41 - WanderingSims - 4t3 networksims Underworld Posters, Pride Wall Art (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6), Rainbow Spray Paint Stickers, & Pride Wall Stickers 1 & 2

42 - Martassimsbook - TS4 Pride Flag

43 - WhatThePlumbob - Pride Flags

44 - MainlyJustTheSims - 4t3 Syboulette Flashy Cloud Light

45 - MurfeeL - C2077 LGBT+ INSP Miniset

46-48 - VenusPrincess - Pride Pillows, Mugs, Blankets

49 - Fake-sim - pinkbox-anye Pillow Conversion

50 - polrbearsims - High School Years Neon Love Light

51-53 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Syboulette Dream Set (Hanger Bag and Books & Rug), 4t3 novvvas Lindo Set (Bean Bag Chair & Bedding), & 4t3 Syboulette Pride Set

54-55 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Pride Home Set & Pride Month Rainbow Mini Set

56-58 - MurfeeL - Default Replacements EA Picket Sign & UNI EP Booth, LGBT BLM Solidarity Banners, Pennants, Posters, Wall Decals, UNI Booth as End Table & Smite Stage as Functional Teleporter

80 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Cowbuild My Home Set Rainbow Plush

81- HydrangeaChainsaw - Garden of Rainbows Set

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59 - anasaquasims - Rainbow Patterns

60 - asexualsims - Pride Flag Patterns

61 - omfgingers - Rainbow Patterns

62-79 - WanderingSims - Pride Patterns (1, 2, 3, 4), Rainbow Patterns (1, 2, 3, 4, 5), Rainbow Patterns (Chevron, Hearts, Geometric, Tile, Plaid, Misc, Terrazzo, Stars & Dots, Stripes)

[niobiumao3]

Cadet Tech, pure Lego version! I have some decals to print and place on the torso and the arm (for the little symbol we see them with in the show) and some matching hands for the left-hand head on the way.

CX-2, pure Lego version. I wanted to do a CX-2 which requires zero actual modifications, and this is as good as I could get. I have a decal on the way to adjust the helmet, a BrickArms Firepuncher, and a I'm considering a CloneArmy Customs backpack. In the mean time, I have an armband decal for the right armand and 'CX-Tech' heads drying off from sealing, after which I can swap those in and work on a decal for the chest. I'm also getting a black utility belt (rarer) to add a little silver paint to so it better matches the show.

Parts list below the cut

Cadet Tech

Torso: 973 Torso Plain, light blueish gray; any plain Torso Assembly with this color torso will do (you can remove the arms and swap them)

Arms: 981 and 982, Arm Right and Left, Dark Red; as above, any Torso Assembly with Dark Red arms will suffice (you can remove the arms and swap them)

Hands: 983 hand; medium nougat or medium brown

Legs: 970c00pb0652 Hips and Legs with Black Pointed Line and 2 Red Stripes Pattern; or a pair of plain 970 Dark Red legs works as well

Tablet: 3069pb0295 Tile 1 x 2 with Black Hero Factory Logo and Data Pattern; or any interesting looking 1x2 tile

Heads: 3626cpb2884 Minifigure, Head Dual Sided, Black Eyebrows, Smile with Teeth / Grin with Raised Eyebrow Right Pattern - Hollow Stud (medium nougat) and 3626cpb3151 Minifigure, Head Dual Sided Black Thick Eyebrows, Chin Dimple, Grin with Teeth / Scared Pattern - Hollow Stud (medium brown)

Hair+Goggles: 28149pb03 Minifigure, Hair Combo, Large Thick Glasses with Reddish Brown Hair, Parted and Wavy with Bright Green Lenses, Pupils Looking Up Pattern

Alternative hair+goggles: 28149pb04 (similar to above but looking straight), 28149pb01 (similar to previous but no green tint), 28149pb02 (similar to above but winking)

CX-2

Head: blank, any will do

Helmet: 28631pb06 Minifigure, Headgear Helmet Armor Plates and Ear Protectors with Metallic Silver and Orange Markings Pattern; this is a pretty rare piece, a cheaper alternative is to get a plain 28631 helmet in white and paint it black.

Torso Assembly: 973pb2134c01 SW First Order Crew Member Uniform Pattern / Black Arms / Black Hands

Legs: 970c00pb0871 Hips and Legs with Reddish Brown Straps, Light Bluish Gray Knee Pads and Pouch and Silver Fasteners Pattern

Utility Belt: 27145 Minifigure Utility Belt, brown (pictured) cheaper than black (better match)

Weapon: 57899 Minifigure, Weapon Gun, Blaster SW Long

Backpack: 28974 Neck Bracket with Back Stud - Thick Back Wall black; 61252 Plate, Modified 1 x 1 with Open O Clip (Horizontal Grip) black; 3023 1x2 Plate black; 26047 Plate, Round 1 x 1 with Bar Handle black; 3069 1x2 tile black with image of your choice (or plain)

[simstorian-blog]

New York City: ONE

(CC List + Links)

World Map: San Myshuno

Area: Spice Market – Old Salt House

Lot Size:  30 x 30

Capacity:

4 Apartments: 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, washer/dryer per unit

1 Townhouse: 4 Bedroom Suites, 6 Baths, 2 Half Baths, A Sauna, Indoor Pool, Gym, Office Space, Entertainment/Hosting Floor

Shared Areas: Café, Game Room, Laundromat (non-functional), Press Conference Room, Security Booth

Gallery ID: Simstorian-ish

Packs Needed

Expansion Packs

City Living

Discover University

Eco Lifestyle

For Rent

Get Famous

Get Together

Get To Work

Growing Together

High School Years

Horse Ranch

Snowy Escape

Game Packs

Dine Out

Jungle Adventures

Spa Day

Strangerville

Vampires

Stuff Packs

Laundry Day

Kits

Cozy Bistro

Desert Luxe

Recommended Gameplay Mods

(Please read through what each mod has to offer before deciding if it fits your gameplay style or not.)

City Vibes Lot Traits

Lock/Unlock Doors for Any Lot

Use Residential Rentals shared areas as Community Lots

Build Mode

Felixandre

Berlin Pt. 2 (Doors, Ionic Column)

Chateau Pt. 2 (Marble Tiles, Stone Stairs)

Colonial Pt. 3 (Column 1, Fence 2, Railing 2, Spandrel 1)

Georgian (Arches, Doors)

Gothic Revival (Pilaster 4m, Socket, Trim 1)

Paris Pt. 2 (Bar, Bistro Table, Counter, Espresso Bar, Glass Display, Island, Paneling 3 Tiles, Stone Wall, Window Decal)

Soho Pt. 2

Soho Pt. 3

Soho Pt. 4

Versailles

Harlix

Kichen (Fresco Wall)

Tiny Twavellers (Trim Wall)

Harrie

Brownstone Pt. 2 (Traditional Items, Stone Wall)

Brownstone Pt. 3 (Wallpapers)

Klean Pt. 2

Klean Pt. 3 (Plaster Window Frame Large)

Hey Brine

Indonis Bathroom (Penny Floor & Wall Tiles)

Joyce

 Summer Garden (Floor Tiles)

Lili’s Palace

Folklore (Smoky Kitchen Wall)

Intarsia (Polished Marble Floor + Florence Fresco Add-ons)

Lijoue

A Louer Collection (Apt Mailboxes, Door, Intercom, Iron Fence, Railing, Stone Stairs)

Peacemaker

Multi-Level Carpet

Pierisim

Combles (Module Medium 2, Paneling Middle)

Sooky88

Victorian Tiled Flooring

Syboubou

Industrial Elevators (This Mesh Needed)

Buy Mode

AroundTheSims4

Laundromat (Chariot, Folding Table - Metallic, Seating x3, Laundromat Sign, Soap Machine)

CharlyPancakes

Lavish (Wardrobe Pieces)

Lighthouse Collection (3-Seater Sofa)

Felixandre

Chateau Pt. 4 (Fridge, Cabinets, Counters, Sink)

Chateau Pt. 5 (Bookshelf V2 – Medium)

Grove Pt. 2 (Timber Shelves)

Flirtyghoul

Lavanderia (Note: Non-functional)

Harlix

Bafroom (All Wall Mirrors)

Baysic Bathroom (Shower Wall, Toilet Roll)

Orjanic Pt. 2 (Medium Curtain + Rod)

Harrie

Brutalist Bathroom

Coastal Pt. 3 (Marble Kitchen Sink)

Coastal Pt. 6 (Bathtub, Landscape Mirror, Shower, Toilet)

Spoons Pt. 2 (Cake Boards, Pastry Display Platter)

Meinkatz

Light Fixture (DL on Patreon)

Thermostat

Pierisim

Coldbrew Pt. 2 (Books, Menu, Napkins)

Coldbrew Pt. 3

Oak House Pt. 4 (Bathtub, Shower, Towel Holder, Wall Hanging Light)

Woodland Ranch (Dining Chair 1 + 2)

Ravasheen

Thermostat

Tuds

SHKR

DO NOT REUPLOAD MY LOTS.

DO NOT CLAIM THEM AS YOUR OWN.

DO NOT PLACE BEHIND A PAYWALL.

Tray Files: DOWNLOAD

[horus-unofficial]

Minotaur pilot who found an entire crew deck and mysterious locked doors aboard their mech here. You guys called it; the locked doors are puzzles. Poked around a little on your suggestion, and sure enough, there was a decal of a riddle hidden under a loose floor tile. It was a variation on the old “four legs at dawn, two legs at midday, and three legs at dusk” one, changed a little to describe a mech pilot. Door opened the moment I had the answer in my head, but there was just a blank wall behind it. 

Other big discovery: my Minotaur’s internal layout isn’t static. When the door opened, the deck turned into a maze around me. Been in here about four hours now. There’ve been more puzzles, too: anagrams, riddles, logic problems, symbolic stuff, mechanical boxes, the works. So far, each one has incorporated some reference to a previous mission we’ve run together. Any maps I try to make don’t work at all, but I also “stumble across” the kitchen or bathrooms whenever I feel like it, so it’s definitely just a game. I’m sure it would show me the exit if I wanted to leave, but if it’s gone to this much trouble, I’m seeing the game through. Mazed by my own mech; never felt so honored in all my life. 

If this really is just the result of liturgicode doing its thing, I’m starting to think you might have a strain of Minotaur PG that’s evolving away from the whole tactical interdictor thing. Seems benign enough. You guys ever considered designing paracausal amusement parks? Maybe interactive games or educational programs that adapt to the user? Not HORUS's usual forte, I know, but still.

minotaurs have been known to design some absolutely baller escape rooms. if you ever pass by cerro barajas station in the sierra madre line we know a retired minotaur pilot who runs an escape room where every challenge is personalized to the player. weve been told its better than therapy for some people

[dearharriet]

About Time | Chapter 2

james potter x reader time travel au | 2.5K words | contents

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04:00 — 4 FEBRUARY

Rounding the corner down the back stairs, James came to the kitchen. It was all a deep, thick violet, blending with the world outside. That was a color that the sun wouldn’t touch for another four hours, if that.

He crept into the room, bare toes on cold terracotta tile, and got the electric kettle going. A tiny red dot rose against the dark expanse of cook-ware as the old thing jumped to life. James leaned back, slumping against the counter and retrieving his phone.

The kitchen gained new illumination as he pried it apart, jostling the center button to wake it. He’d done this song and dance every hour of every day since new years—even the ones he did twice—so it was second nature to press the handful of buttons that led to your contact.

The text exchange stared up at him the same way it always did, and he felt his frustration with himself bubble like the kicking kettle.

1 January

Me 14:14

| hello, this is james! (from new years) :)

Y/N! 15:17

| hi! :)

Me 15:20

| hiya. i was wondering if you wanted to get coffee sometime? this weekend, maybe?

Y/N! 15:35

| oh, that sounds so lovely, believe me!! but I actually live in london :/ i was only visiting for the holiday.

Of course she lives in London, he thought, she works with Marlene.

James never responded.

The thing about James was, he could go back and retry anything he failed at—which left a lot of room to do just that, and he was accidentally making the most of it.

The other thing about James was, he rarely knew when to quit. A month of no contact couldn’t be good, but a part of him wanted to see if he could make it work the first time. Every retry felt like a crawl through hell, having to do everything all over again, having to remember the way things were—the way things could’ve been forever.

No, he wanted to believe he could make something good without turning back. He’d done alright so far. It was just proving to be very hard because of you.

When the kettle was something around halfway done, James swung the phone closed, plunged back into darkness. He went to the press and took down a big mug with an odd decal over the front of it, and then looked to fish a tea bag out of the next cabinet. His hand felt around blindly, and he stubbornly persisted instead of seeking help from the house lights.

“What the bloody hell is goin’ on in here?”

In quick succession, James swung around and the overhead lights flashed on, and then his head whacked the cabinet door.

“Oh—fuck,” he swore, hand shooting up to cradle the throbbing area. The kettle was nearing the end of its duty, roaring as loud as the blood in James’ ears. Somehow too, the lights carried a sound of their own, one that you’d only ever hear when everything else is blissfully silent.

Something began thumping, and James peeked out of a watery eye to watch a middle aged man hobble over to the fridge. He was wearing a matching pajama set, blue and white striped and too soft looking for his very immediate brashness.

“Who the hell are you?”

The man ignored James’ very feeble inquiry and opened the freezer, coming up with a cold compress. When he turned James’ way, the boy had to school his initial reaction.

Layered over the strange man’s face were deep-cut scars, spider-webbing across his features indiscriminately. His right eye was a shocking blue, and the corresponding eyelid was healed wide open, giving it quite a mad look. James wondered how he slept.

With the same thump thump thump-ing from before, the man approached James, and James looked down to discover a rickety prosthetic leg on one side of his gait. Then, his eyes were back on the scars, his jaw held firmly between thick calloused fingers.

“That’s the last time you’ll ogle at my leg, boy,” the man said firmly, a measured type of coarseness entering his voice. “You’ve seen it now, no need to worry about it any longer. Understand?”

James blinked, still groggy and disoriented, sleep waiting at the edges of his eyes to be wiped away.

“Can I know who you are? Or, why you’re in my house, perhaps?”

A grating laugh escaped the man’s twisted lips, chased by a wide, toothy smile that didn’t match it. Then he forced the compress in his free hand over James’ tender forehead, and a maniacal gleam in his big eye finally caught the light.

“Oh, ow!”

“The name is Moody,” James’ torturer finally revealed, disregarding the pained whines the boy was making. “Alastor Moody. That’s M-O-O—”

“Oh my god, please shut up,” James groaned rudely, feeling a headache come on. Alastor seemed to take kindly by it anyways, or as kindly as he seemed capable of. He snatched one of James’ hands to replace his over the compress and stomped away. James wondered how he’d missed the sound before, when Moody was elsewhere in the house.

Stealing the big mug off the counter and a second one out of the press, Moody set about concocting some tea for the both of them.

“Why are you here,” James pushed again, falling from the wrap-around counter to the butcher’s block island and folding over it.

Moody, pouring a steaming cupful of tea, glanced over his shoulder with a grunt.

“Thought I’m s’posed to shut up,” he replied, a small jest barely recognizable in the grit of it. James almost laughed, thinking it was something one of his friends might say.

“Touché,” he allowed, too tired to justify his earlier words.

Moody slid the piping mug under his nose, holding onto the handle to say, “I’m yer father’s student. Or, I used to be, at least.”

James took the tea gratefully, dropping a big sugar cube into it as his body fell into a tall bar stool. He glanced at the scarred man, who was settling in beside him and sighing at the pressure coming off his legs.

“You’re a businessman?”

The sharp gritty chortle returned, far too loud for the early hour.

“Fuck no, I’m not,” Alastor laughed, “I’m a sad playwrite in London. I took his class on a requirement.”

At that, James perked up.

“In London, really?”

Moody slurped his tea noisily, grunted, and then grabbed two sugars and stirred them into his cup with one meaty finger. After confirming the taste again, he replied, “Yes, really. And don’t believe what those townie twits say about it. London is a miserable barrel of oil I’d like to set on fire.”

James would’ve liked to agree with that, actually, except that he was the victim of a one track mind, and his mind had eyes on you.

Coincidentally, you were in London.

“So why not move away?” James hunkered further over the counter, shrugging in question. “What’s there for you?”

Alastor sighed long-sufferingly, the way someone sighs when they’ve fallen into a pit that they dug.

“A goddamn pipe dream, that’s what.”

“Seems the right place for that,” James said agreeably, pushing up his glasses to appear smarter, somehow.

Moody shifted to look at him.

“What about you, eh?” Alastor sat forward, peering at James oblong with his gaping eye. “I suppose you’ll sit around this cushy place until your old man keels over, won’t ya? Marry some other high-society lass, play out the whole family runaround…maybe pop down to the city for a few years, but not for any big plan, really. Certainly not because you need to.”

He shook his head then, grumbling and taking to his tea. James jutted his head back, slightly affronted, but mostly confused by the jarring flip in Alastor’s mood.

“I’m sure I could, if I had nothing else in mind,” James agreed, his mind focused hard on the one future he was sure of. “Thing is though, I’ve got a pipe dream of my own, sir. A girl I met.”

Exhaling through flared hairy nostrils, Moody glanced at James again, dubious.

“A girl, you say?” James nods. “Yes, well, I suppose that’s what takes all the good ones. Some girl they met once.”

“Thrice,” James corrected. Alastor shuffled his thinning hair about on his head, grunting in question. “I met her three times.”

Moody just tipped back the rest of his tea and wiped the straggling drops from his chin.

Twisting his lips, James persisted.

“This girl y’see, she lives in the city. And I’ve asked to take her out, quite obtusely, without knowing, and now I think I’ll just have to move to her because—”

A big fat hand came down on the counter, rattling James out of his rant.

“Get t’yer point boy.”

Swallowing, James finally asked, “Can I live with you?”

Alastor gave him a long look and then stood, dumping his mug into the big basin by the window. On his slow march out, he turned, casting a sneer over his shoulder that prefaced his following answer.

“Unless that girl is willing to give you a million chances, you’ve already lost her. That’s just the way women are.”

+

04:00 — 17 MARCH

It took four trills for you to realize the song in your dream was a ringtone, and that it was a real pressing matter in the waking world.

One hazy glance at the clock on your night stand told you it was far too early for a phone call, and a quick check on your throat came up dry and unpleasant, not ideal for talking.

You sat up, blinking blearily at the name scrolling across the notification window on your phone, and convinced yourself you were still fast asleep.

‘James :)’ shimmered loud and proud in the pixelated slot of space, perplexing your delirious brain beyond measure. You played with the possibility of going back to sleep, but your curiosity got the better of you.

Opening your phone, you pressed the green answer button and held it to your ear.

“Hello,” you croaked out, more of a question than a greeting.

The other side of the line seemed to lag for a second, like maybe there was no one there, and then James spoke.

“Hel—hi.”

Even though he was only on the phone, hearing his voice made you sit up a little straighter, tamping your bedhead down with a flat palm.

“James?”

He sucked in a breath, and the way it cracked through the line made it sound like a cigarette pull.

“Yeah, um. Yeah. I’m sorry, I really didn’t expect you to answer. You sound so tired, I feel awful.”

“No, don’t be, it’s—” You caught yourself before you could placate him, because no amount of insisting it wasn’t early would change the hands on the clock, “—it’s fine, honestly. My boss is Irish, so I’ve got the day off.”

There was a pause and some shuffling, and then James said, “oh hell, it’s the seventeenth, yeah. I forgot.”

“What?” you exclaimed. “How could you? Everything’s been green for weeks now.”

James laughed, the sound muffled like it was coming from another room.

“I know, I’m sure, I’ve just been too busy to notice. I’m uh, I’m actually moving tomorrow. Or today, I guess.”

“Oh yeah?” You bit your lip, smiling a touch and daring to ponder, “Where?”

Another long pause.

“The city,” James replied, and you thought you could hear him smiling, too. “London.”

Picking at your comforter, you felt your lips ebb and flow, uncertain whether to be happy or sad. You really liked James, perhaps even as more than a friend that you’d kissed once on New Years. He was sweet, and attentive, and he seemed to really like you; Texted you right away, unlike most guys you’d been with.

And here he was calling you, striking up a conversation in the early hours of the morning.

“That’s great,” you said, dredging up all of the joy in your chest to saturate your words with. “Where in?”

He seemed hesitant, thinking about it for a second. “Islington, I think? I’ve only ever been up two or three times, so I’m not really sure.”

You nodded, charmed to silence just by the way he spoke, by the number of things you’d rather have asked him—about his life, about that handful of trips to the big city. You were so involved in the thought that you forgot he couldn’t see you.

“Are you still there?”

“Yes! Yes, sorry, I was nodding.” You laughed a little to lighten the tension. “Um, Islington is great.”

“Really?” James asked. “You’ve been?”

“Well, no.” You laughed some more, and James joined you. “But I live in Shoreditch, actually, so we’ll be really close.”

You hoped that didn’t come off too flirty, and then you hoped that it did, which made you feel terribly guilty. If being on the phone with James was dangerous, you certainly couldn’t be around him in person again.

Eyes closing, you cleared your throat.

“Um, James?”

The boy on the other line hummed in response, and then said, “What?”

“Is there a reason you called?”

It felt rude to ask, but you thought the early hour might cover for you. If you wanted to crawl back under your covers and sleep Saint Patty’s Day away, could he really blame you?

“Oh!” said James, and again your heart thumped hard and cruel in your throat, damming any words inside. “Yes, I’m sorry. I meant to ask you if you were free at all next week? For that coffee I mentioned after New Years.”

Fuzz overtakes the line for the next few seconds as your head falls into your lap. In part, you blame yourself, for being so naive as to think he’d call for anything else. The other part falls on you for different reasons, namely, being on the phone at all with someone you had undeniable feelings for.

For not turning him away in the first place, even though you knew his feelings were just as secure.

“Um,” you started, fighting the frog in your throat, “I’m really sorry James, but I’m actually seeing someone right now. I don’t think…”

You stopped there, because anything that came after would veer immediately into a confession that would hurt you both, and then some.

James was eerily quiet, so much so that you checked your phone to ensure he hadn’t hung up. Then, finally, he breathed out an, “Oh.”

It felt more like a punch to the gut.

For some reason, your face burned with acute embarrassment. Something about admitting to James that you were with someone else felt shameful, like some odd betrayal. Thankfully, he didn’t encourage the feeling.

“Well I hope he’s an alright guy,” James said fairly, and you told him he was. After yet another bout of silence, James just said, “good.”

And then the line clicked.

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Waffle House by SIMCIAGA

An iconic Southern delicacy! A 24-hour breakfast diner internationally known for it's outrageous after hour customers AND employees. The cleanliness might be questionable and your total gonna vary every time no matter how consistent you are with your order BUT the food is gonna hit every time! Just make sure you see your cook take at LEAST one smoke break.

Restaurant / 30x20 (Willow Creek) / 200,364 Simoleons

Required Packs: Get to Work, Get Together, City Living, Get Famous, Eco Lifestyle; Spa Day, Dine Out*, StrangerVille, Dream Home Decorator; and Cool Kitchen Stuff.

*Very necessary for full functionality!

CC Credits: 

Waffle House sign by @scodeeyodee

Waffle House table menu by @alexisarielgaming

Waffle maker by @balkanikabg

Syrup Caddy by @sierrathesimmer

Waffle House decor by @YourDorkBrains

Syrup Dispenser by @876simmer

Rise&Grind by @littledica

Deja Brew by @ravasheencc​

*Not Required but I HIGHLY recommend Carl’s Dine Out: Reloaded mod for a more immersive dining experience.

**NOTE: I use the Invisible Fence by @bakiegaming​ for extra added realness. The fence is around the parking lot which makes/forces Sims to walk only on the sidewalks.

***As always: Make sure you have your cheats enabled including: bb.moveobjects, bb.ShowHiddenObjects, bb.showLiveEditObjects; prior to placing the build.

SIMCIAGA CC:

Waffle House logo decals

Waffle House ads

Waffle House tile walls

Waffle House uniform cap (Base Game)

SIMCIAGA CC + BUILD TERMS OF USE

DO NOT CONVERT.

DO NOT CLAIM AS YOUR OWN.

DO NOT REUPLOAD OR PUT BEHIND ANY PAYWALLS.

DO NOT PUT IN ANY PACK OF ANY KIND.

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Day 15 of creating 1-2 assets a day.

I'm feeling really good about blogging this part of production. Showcasing on Twitter or Instagram can be a bit addictive so it's good to come here and slow it down.

Oddly, this is the most productive I've been making games in a long time, but with the sense of attention seeking on other platforms it feels like I'm not doing enough.

Hence why I've started doing this dev log :D

About these assets:

I've been studying neo-classical architecture and furniture for this project and I'm pretty happy about it. The intricate detail that used to go into the construction of the simplest things were really something special way back when.

In the above image I've simply created things that will adorn the walls, halls, and rooms of a neo-classical manor, but I'll soon be hard at work on some detailed tile sets and decals.

I'll keep up this daily pace until I'm satisfied with the world I'm creating.

Hopefully people passionate about these matters will be satisfied too.

-Pale Hand

P.S. the bunny woman was sort of an ongoing meme, but I have some interesting ideas for her placement in the game.