i guess that can be my outfit tag

it is i
i am finally doing that meet the artist thing i was tagged to do ages ago lol


Sim Request #1

Alright, so this first sim is for @rrotcar who requested: “i would love a cute lil young adult (idc about gender) who really likes the colour orange! and a private download works perfectly.” 
So I give to you a Hawaiian gal who incorporates orange into all her outfits :P


  • You may alter her however you wish just don’t use her as a base
  • If you do make a post using her I would love it if you tagged me so I can see what my little simmie is doing :)
  • Contact me if you have any troubles with downloading

CC List: Skin I Overlay (Xigua Overlay) I Eyes (Defaults) I Hair I Eyelashes I Blush (Winter Blush) I Eyeliner (Eyeliner Pack) I Eyeshadow I Lips I Top I Bottom

i dunno how to draw them yet Whoops

so @yanghearted‘s tags on my  Marj doodles were too funny we ended up making a modern AU where Marj is a part-time model for a magazine called Lesbian Weekly so i doodled some….random shots i guess lmao (and Azura is a songstress still of course, has a subscription to the magazine bc lesbian aesthetic weekly is nice to get. and shenanigans ensue ofc)

honestly if anyone wants to send me outfits or Lesbian Aesthetics for Marj to wear or pretty dance/singing dresses for Azura you can send them in and if I like them I’ll draw them when I feel like it as just. an open invite

#look at her ready 2 star on vogue#‘hot princess of nohr at it again wit the flannel gay look’#'first off is the lumberjane braid look guranteed to swoon the the hearts of many a country gal’#'second is a simple ponytail she looks like such a rebel with her leather jacket doesnt she’#'last but not least the messy grease monkey bun. who wouldnt want a hot mechanic workin on ur motorcycle huh gals ;)’#scratch that not vogue more like lesbian weekly

conceptually? i love es/cape the night. i just wish it wasn’t….. like that™

I’m very confused. Apparently some people have been labelling many of my entries as NSFW in very arbitrary ways.

This includes some beach shots (while other beach shots are left untouched), and very random entries like Talan and Mirelle having dinner in Limsa (I-I promise they aren’t eating anything strange), my manly friend healing without his shirt on (he actually might be flattered about this when I tell him), Yura being a lady (is it because you can see *gasps* her shoulders?), Zael being super cool with his new outfit (well, I guess Zael is NSFW by default, I don’t blame you ///), and even my very last entry about Clover in a garden.

I remember I had to turn the tumblr lock in some years ago, because the FFXIV tag was full of blatant (and quite tasteless in my opinion) porn. And that’s what I thought NSFW refered to: any material that can be considered +18. Now I’d like to know, what’s actually considered NSFW? Is any simple bikini shot NSFW? Considering that half of my beach or K’mih shots weren’t labelled like that, it’s difficult for me to figure out (>_<)

“Amethyst!? Peri!? Did we just- Holy Smokes!”

/-This is not a Leak-/


1. Always post the rules
2. Answer the questions given by the person who tagged you
3. Write 11 questions of your own
4. Tag 11 people (or however many you want)

tagged by my dear penguin @finelay


1. what’s the outfit you wear the most

2. what’s your phone/computer wallpaper

3. 3 apps you use the most: tumblr, messenger, twitter.

4. a stranger you remember, that you didn’t even talk to: the guard at home. he always smile very fondly whenever i exit or enter the place. he has a redbeard, and he looks pretty serious in his post.

5. something you’re looking forward to: uh.. graduating, i guess. i just want to graduate and see what i can do next.

my 11 questions:

  1. When did something start out badly for you but in the end, it was great?
  2. What weird food combinations do you really enjoy?
  3. If your job gave you a surprise three day paid break to rest and recuperate, what would you do with those three days?
  4. What movie can you watch over and over without ever getting tired of?
  5. What’s wrong but sounds right?
  6. In the past people were buried with the items they would need in the afterlife, what would you want buried with you so you could use it in the afterlife?
  7. What food have you never eaten but would really like to try?
  8. What was the last photo you took?
  9. Which celebrity do you think is the most down to earth?
  10. What would be the worst thing to hear as you are going under anesthesia before heart surgery?
  11. What makes you roll your eyes every time you hear it?

and i tag @elpuercopeludo, @flintsredhair, @absolutely-fatal, @ewthatsgross, @khaterathol, @nopiewinston, and anyone else who wants to do it ಠ_ಠ

I did the Dream Battle thingie. Nyeh.

To be honest… I’m only posting the character, because… Well, I wrote up a list of quotes, but I’d better not post it :l

Anyway, I have them, and a special thanks to Deji who helped me out with them PLUS giving me tips for the outfit.

Piano Man

Summary: Reader is Steve’s twin sister and Bucky of course is his best friend. They both have feelings for each other but neither of them are smart enough to see it.

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Warnings: Cussing so far

A/N: Listen, this is really shitty. And I’m not sure if I’m going to continue it. I guess it depends on the feedback. Also very little bucky x reader in the first chapter, wanted to give a back story kinda. Also this is a working title. And if you want to be on some sort of tagging list just let me know. Also writing is not one of my best skills D: I just wanna get the bucky feels out.

“God, can this day get any worse?” The girl yelled loud enough for the people on the street to stop and stare. She held her middle finger in the air at the cab driver that splattered mud all over her outfit. The obscene gesture caused several audience members to gasp. “Oh boo hoo.” The girl glared at them at she started toward the apartment.

Just dropping out of college and pretty much being forced to move in with her twin brother since it would be unbearable to go back home to mom and dad was a pretty clear sign of how life was going. Shitty. She had absolutely no idea of what career she wanted to be stuck with for the rest of her life. Honestly, she didn’t know where she wanted to be in general. Sometimes a person just craves life experience. So leaving University seemed like the best option. It was in the middle of January, the time everyone was supposed to go back to their dorms and roommates. But she just couldn’t. That’s not where her heart was.

A loud sigh escaped past her lips as she lugged a giant suitcase up the stairs to Steve’s apartment, trying to go into this with a positive mindset. Being Steve Roger’s twin sister was probably one of the hardest things to deal with. He was perfect. He was physically attractive, his personality was brighter than the sun, and luck seemed to always be on his side. He always had girls pining after him and everyone wanted to be his friend. Growing up, he was a star football player, got a full athletic and math scholarship to a fancy private school uptown, and now here he was working for the Tony Stark, not even out of college yet. On the bright side, he never let all the popularity and success get to his head.

Y/n on the other hand? Nothing like Steve. Growing up she was often forgotten about. By friends, even family whenever Steve came around. Her name was rarely used. It was always:

“Hey! You’re Steve’s sister!”

“How does it feel to be Steve’s sister?”

“Isn’t that Steve’s sister?”

People pretended to be a friend just to get close to Steve, and that hurt like a bitch. So day in and day out for years, she tried so hard to be like Steve. But nothing worked, so by the time 8th grade rolled around it was decided that she was going to be herself. And it seemed everyone was mad about it, especially mom and dad. She became known to rebel, do whatever, whenever. Half the time the shenanigans went unnoticed, but when they were noticed? Oh boy, she was the worst person alive. Fighting, partying, sneaking out, skipping class, mouthing off, (etc.) was the only way she could bring attention to herself.

But even after all that, hating her brother wasn’t an option. He was her biggest supporter and hated how insignificant she stood with everyone else. Steve saw through the danger and careless vibe she gave off, and knew she was hurting. He always tried his hardest to be a confidence booster and was always quick to defend her whenever he got the chance, even when it came to mom and dad. He really was perfect, and she wanted to punch him for it.

Finally getting up the never ending staircase, she fumbled with the doorknob and stumbled into the apartment, cussing as she went. Considering this is the first time actually being in his apartment, she looked around drinking it all in and couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. It wasn’t like he was rich, but he had money. Of course he did, he was working for Tony Stark. So naturally, the apartment was beautiful and pretty spacious.

“Y/n! Let me help you!” Steve appeared around the corner when he heard the commotion coming from the front door. He grabbed everything from her hands and carried it with ease down the hallway. “I have your room all set up for you.” He said with that perfect smile, like he wasn’t doing her the biggest favor in the world. He showed his bedroom and the room that would be home for her until further notice, which also had a bathroom of its own. Thank God.

Sighing loudly, she looked down at the floor, feeling ashamed. “Listen, I’m sorry you have to board me for a while, I promise I’m going to find a job, or a boyfriend, or a roommate or something to try and get out of your hair.”

Steve shot her a don’t-start kind of look as he gently flopped the suitcase on what was now going to be her bed. And by god, did it look comfy. “Is this all you brought y/n?” Steve asked with a hint of pity in his voice.

Still too embarrassed, to meet his eyes, she started unzipping the suitcase to dig out clothes to wear after the apparent shower she was going to be taking. “I didn’t have much when I was living at the university, and it’s not like mom and dad ever gave me money. I never really had extra money from work either. So this is all I have.” She tried to play it off like she wasn’t self-conscious and wounded, but Steve saw through the façade and pulled her in for a hug, despite the wet stains that littered her clothes.

“Listen, I’d love to stay and catch up today, but I actually just called to have a meeting at Stark Tower. It was completely unexpected or I would have told you yesterday. You understand?” The look in his eyes definitely showed that he felt bad for bailing out on her, but then again she did just ask to move in the previous afternoon.

“Yeah sure! No big deal Stevie.” Steve hugged her so tight that she thought she heard a rib pop.

The shower had been just what she needed. Clean, refreshed and not muddy. Soon after the shower, Y/N had to snoop around. After discovering that Steve lived in a giant 4-plex, she counted 2 rooms, 3 bathrooms, a giant kitchen, and an open living room. It was decorated tastefully. Obviously colors she wouldn’t have gone with, but she wasn’t going to complain.

Y/n became so engrossed in looking at the décor on the walls that she didn’t see the small table in front of her. There was a loud thud as she hit the floor along with a loud crash of a fancy vase that had been on the table.

Literally 5 seconds after her incident she heard Steve’s front door swing open. “Steve? You okay? I thought I heard something fall…”

“shit shit shit.” The frantic tone in her voice was definitely evident. She knew that voice. She would know it anywhere. Why was he here?

Bucky fucking Barnes. Steve’s best friend. She hadn’t seen him in a year. Of course, she had been pretty close to him as well all throughout their childhood. He was one of the few people that called her by her name. Whenever the two were alone, he didn’t dare bring up Steve, unless she had first, knowing what’s always going on around her. Bucky was also very attractive and popular. But in a quirky kind of way. He was a musician. Every instrument he played, he did it beautifully. His favorite was the piano. She adored the piano. When he played for her, she always got swept away in watching his hands and seeing the smile in his eyes as he was completely consumed by his own music. No one would have guessed that he would be best friends with Steve Rogers, but they made sense in a way.

And obviously, y/n was in love with him. Always had been and probably always will be.  Sure she had had boyfriends through the years, some good ones. To be honest, she could probably get anyone that she wanted. But there was something about that man. Those blue eyes, his soft locks, that fucking smile. His voice was soothing and calm. God and the way his nose scrunches up when he laughs. That was her favorite thing. But he also had a darkness about him that just keeps bringing her back for more.

Before even thinking about reacting, Bucky stormed into the hallway where the accident had taken place. His face turned from worried to completely confused. It was obvious he was not expecting to see her. “Y/n?”

She hesitated and shrugged innocently. “Um… Don’t tell Steve?” Her words made him chuckle lightly as he walked over to her and crouched down next to her.

“Why am I not surprised?” His voice had a playful tone to it.

“Listen, it was an accident. I literally just moved in here today and I’m already breaking shit.” She complained out loud and Bucky chuckled again, causing her to smile in return. She stood up and started toward the light switch.

Before she could take a step, two strong arms pick her up bridal style. “You’re not wearing any shoes Y/N. We don’t need another accident.” Her heart pounded in her chest so hard she was positive Bucky could hear it. The pitter patter only increased when she the faint smell of cologne and his laundry soap filled her senses.  

He playfully threw her on the couch. “Just don’t break anything while I clean this up.”

Lolitas and the Weebs

My friend and I were going to our first Lolita convention and we were so excited. The first night was going to be a swap meet and then afterwards we would all go out and eat and then we were going to have drinks and dance.

Everything was going so well, we were having so much fun seeing everyone in our community as well as buying and trading new things to add to our wardrobe. Then they showed up.

Earlier that day a cosplay picnic had taken place, and since this was not only for lolita but for all Japanese fashion, those are the picnic were invited, because why not? They were into the fashion scene as well and reaching out is always good to attracting new members.

Those who came all seemed to be genuinely interested and had some idea of what was going on. Well, Ihad brought some of my handmade jewelry as well as some cute phone charms, some of which happened to be Pokemon. Well, they come in, one is cosplaying Ciel from Black Butler, the other Jojo from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures. Ciel comes up and starts gushing over my phone charms, I think I have a sale and a few extra bucks for a meal. Jojo starts sighing and lamenting how awful Pokemon has become. Sighing more and more how he moved on to edgier things like DBZ and other anime he sees as far more superior than a show made for kids.

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anonymous asked:

how do you go about designing outfits for characters? (all of your character designs are just so nice aa)

I’ve always stressed the importance of keeping a fashion tag, anon *u*

going around on tumblr to find a really gorgeous silhouette and going “OH MAN I NEED TO SEE THIS ON ONE OF MY OCS“? TO THE FASHION TAG IT GOES

really nice collar on that hot floral-print gown? FASHION TAG

stunning starry print on a shirt? FASHION TAG

a Bird Necklace? YUP, YOU GUESSED IT

(heck you can even put grungy or tacky stuff in there (subjective lmao), who knows when you’ll need it~)

soon enough you’ll have a huge collection of pics you can use as reference!