idk what is this i just wanted to make something

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Sometimes I feel myself getting stuck in a CAS rut and a lot of my sims end up looking very similar. I’ve seen these types of click and drag generators often as writing resources, or as silly games to predict the “future” and thought it might be interesting to tailor it and incorporate it directly into the sims so I’ve thrown a quick one together. Everything is still quite open-ended so it’s all up for personal interpretation, it’s just a push to get you started. 

*Note: I included alien and vampire under gender. If you get one of these options, feel free to drag again until you get male/female to determine the gender, or choose it yourself. Like I said this isn’t set in stone and is more for inspiration than hardcore rules. If you don’t have the vampire pack, just pull a different result. No biggie.

By no means do I take any form of credit for this idea, I’m sure it’s probably even been done on simblr in the past, I just wanted to throw my hat in the ring and thought I’d share it with all you lovelies as well. x

Might make a fun challenge too? tag your creations as #clickanddragcas or something and see what this prompts us all to make maybe idk!! just have fun nd make cute sims

CRIMINAL MINDS SENTENCE STARTERS 

❝ you may leave school, but school never leaves you. ❞ 
❝ things don’t change. we change. ❞
❝ do you know who i am? ❞
❝ i’m gonna tell her that i love her. ❞
❝ you have some jalapeno sauce here , next to this jar of eyeballs. ❞
❝ talk to me , i’m fluent in genius. ❞
❝ and this is why i cook alone. ❞
❝ so when do we get to drink the wine? ❞
❝ don’t answer a question with a question! ❞
❝ you’re see beauty in everything and everyone no matter where you go. ❞
❝ you’re on speaker , so behave. ❞
❝ or what? you’ll spank me? ❞
❝ you know i love you , right? ❞
❝ i know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind. ❞
❝ i’ve got a glock levelled at your croch. ❞
❝ i need to know that i can be human. ❞
❝ you’re afraid you’ve let people down? ❞
❝ that’s the sweetest and saddest thing i’ve ever heard. ❞
❝ i think deep down , we’re all capable of unspeakable things. ❞
❝ there are things we don’t want to happen but have to accept. ❞
❝ we save one life , we save the world. ❞
❝ can you imagine my mom in a mule? ❞
❝ everybody wants to go to heaven , but nobody wants to die. ❞
❝ right now , what’s my worst quality? ❞
❝ just keep it clean and don’t call me honey. ❞
❝ sexy accent , badge and gun. just your type. ❞
❝ if you want to be mad at someone , be mad at me. ❞
❝ people need to know that they’re important. ❞
❝ what , did you join a boyband? ❞
❝ hey , wanna read? i always read when i’m anxious. ❞
❝ i didn’t know you were a bad flyer. ❞
❝ sit down and shut up. ❞
❝ i like knocking. ❞
❝ you know what? i’m done being nice. ❞
❝ do not make me hurt you. ❞
❝ now i have that memory burned in my mind for the rest of my life. ❞
❝ hey , what’s with you? you need a hug or something? ❞
❝ no , i understand. i just don’t care. ❞

i raised you from perdition
to be god’s ammunition
and now you need some rest
so i will do what’s best

hold my beer

Ok so this is yet another idea that I will NEVER have time to write (for those that follow my Cross the River one shots, I’m still sorry for inflicting the half finished fics on you haha. But I’m not sorry for inflicting this idea on you

Three words:

Drunk. Ladynoir. Wedding. wait is ladynoir even technically a word?

  • It’s quite a few years into the future and Adrien and Marinette are happily revealed and happily married. Everything’s just friggin peachy
  • One day there is an akuma, a girl who got dumped by a dickhead bf for another girl and then goes on a rampage to show everyone she is ‘good enough.’ After they defeat her, they try to cheer her up
  • Chat, being Chat, thinks that being a flirt will help boost her self-esteem, bc, you know, getting flirted at by a superhero is an ego boost no matter how sad you are
  • Lo and behold, it backfires
  • The girl (lets call her Ada) gets pissed off that Chat is flirting with her right in front of Lady, because “Aren’t you guys like, together??”
  • Chat backpedals, Lady facepalms. No it’s still not official or public that they’re together (keep work separate from home, yknow what I’m sayin, and besides, it’s unwise to let Hawky know the full extent of how much they care for each other because they don’t want to be emotionally manipulated in battle)
  • The girl is like “shit I thought you guys were like.. the perfect relationship. Obviously not. If even you aren’t together, then where’s the hope for me…. sighh….” :’(
  • Ada is so upset that they decide to let her in on a little secret. That in their civilian lives… they are married
  • Ada is all,  :’D omg seriously
  • (^..^) and >(:-:) are like, yeah, but dont tell anyone. It’s a secret. ((SLAPS YOU WITH HEAVY-HANDED FORESHADOWING)) Hey I know what’ll cheer you up, Ada. Lets go out for drinks!
  • AND SO MY FRIENDS, that is how Adrien and Mari end up spending a night on the town with a recent akuma victim as Chat and Lady…

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40 / 365 days of my sunshine

shawolstarlight  asked:

Hey cutie! Could you please do The8 from friends to lovers, if you have time. I love him so much so I would be super happy if you could do this request ❤❤

of course i can!!! and thank you for the other messages you’ve sent me cheering me on,,i have them all saved mwah~~
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  • you guys became friends after an argument,,,,,,,,,literally,,,,,,,
  • there was only one popsicle in your favorite flavor left at the 7/11 and you most certAINLY weren’t going to give it up to this random,,,tall,,,,,,,skinny boy,,,,,,,,
  • and the8 was glaring daggers back at you because his hand was already on the treat
  • and you’d tried to reason that you’d been in the store longer,,,,,,while the8 explained that his hand touched the popsicle first
  • and you guys could have literally stood there for the next hour,,,,but thankfully fifteen minutes later the manager came by and took the popsicle and dropped in the hands of a kid waiting near the counter
  • and before you or the8 could as much as speak, the kid was already unwrapping it and taking his first bite
  • that episode ended up with you and the8 standing outside if the 7/11,,,,,,,without popsicles,,,,,,,,,pouting simultaneously 
  • you both blamed the other person and left pissed,,,,,,,only to find each other again the next evening in the same 7/11,,,,,,,,
  • and basically this became a habit,,,,,,,you and the8 seeing each other in this grocery store and always getting into a little argument over cereal brands or soda preferences 
  • until it just became playful sarcastic banter and ,,,, you two actually started enjoying seeing each other,,,,,,,to the point where,,,maybe you weren’t 7/11 enemies but you know,,,,,,,,friends
  • and ok so maybe a couple of times you guys even walked home together from the 7/11,,,maybe bought some snacks together from street vendors,,,,,,,,maybe exchanged numbers,,,,,,,,,
  • ok you guys are friends LOL even if sometimes the8 teases you when you ask for bites of his food and he’s like oH are we buddies now??? and you’re like b OY you snapchatted me like an hour ago to invite me to hangout with you yes we’re friends now give me your food-
  • but one day you bump into the8 on a day where you didn’t plan to hangout together but,,,,,,you know he comes over to you and you’re in the supermarket looking confusingly at vegetables and the8 is like ruffling your hair and asking you whats up
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,i have to cook something,,,,,my friends sick and i want to make him soup but,,,,,,,idk,,,,,,,how to do that,,,,,,
  • and the8 raises an eyebrow and is like “him? friend? boyfriend?” and you’re like LOL no,,,,,,,,i wISH,,,,,,but yeah no can you put eggplants into a soup-”
  • but before you can pick up anything, the8 puts his hand over yours and is like “ill help you. no need to ask, i can see the desperation in your face” and you’re like heY DONT make fun of me rn,,, and he just smirks and takes your basket and starts filling it up with all these ingredients as you follow him around
  • and you ask him what this and that is and he’s like don’t worry, i know what im doing. trust me
  • and you don’t know,,,,,,how much you can,,,,,but the8 might be more helpful than a recipe off the internet so when you guys buy everything you invite him over
  • and for a moment,,,,,you don’t catch it,,,,,but the8 clears his throat with nervousness because,,,,well honestly this is his first time over at your place like this,,,,,, but he puts on a cool face and is like ok ok where’s your kitchen
  • and it’s cute,,,,,he makes some comment on how it’s a little messy but he expects it from you and you’re like HEY AGAIN WITH THE TEASING and he just laughs and you’re watching him,,,,,,,prepare everything like some kind of pro
  • and he’s got his sleeves rolled up as he’s dicing vegetables and he looks,,,really handsome and you’re like no no no whaT are you thinking this is the boy who has embarrassing nicknames for you and you get into petty arguments with him,,,,,,,but,,,,,,,,
  • and you look to see his concentrated gaze, how lean but still athletically built he is and you’re like oh ,,,,, oh no
  • and suddenly the8 is like “napkin,,,,can you hand me one,,,im sweating -” and you’re like oH right!!! and you get some from a shelf and come over carefully, dabbing at the sweat above his eyebrows
  • and the8 freezes because,,,,this is the first time you’ve touched him like this,,,,and before you know it your eyes meet and you stop too and ,,,,,,the8 is looking at you,,,,,intensely,,,,,and you can feel your cheeks heat up but you can’t???? look away either???? it’s like a spell is cast over you too
  • and the8′s vision flickers down to your lips than back to your eyes
  • and it’s like a scene out of a movie,,,,he puts down the knife he’s using for chopping and you put down the napkin and he’s suddenly so close,,,close enough for you to feel his breathing on your skin and,,,,,,,,then it’s like this situation calls for only one action,,,,,and when his lips settle on yours,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • it feels like the kitchen and the world has melt away
  • and ,,,,,,,,,, who knew about all this tension,,,,, between you two but also this ,,,,emotional attachment you two had grown and didn’t even know about,,,,,
  • but when the8 pulls back and you’re both staring at each other again you’re like ,,,, stuttering over your words but trying to say you need to hurry up you told your friend you’d come over by 8
  • and the8,,,,,in the most serious tone goes “ill go with you.” and you’re like ??!???? why,,,,,and he’s like “i don’t want you taking care of another man, ill help you out so he knows you’re just being a good friend.”
  • you want to roll your eyes,,,,,but also the words make you feel excited and you poke the8′s back as he’s cooking again and you’re like ,,,,,, “hey,,,,,,,,does that mean you’re the man i can take care of?~~” and he’s like HA i think you’d just make me more si-” but before he finishes he turns to see you pouting again and he pulls you into another hug and is like im joking, of course from now on : only take care of me, and ill only take care of you.” 
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Ok, so this is a thing that I’ve been wanting to do for a while now and only just got to doing it. Because, you know, life happens :/

Anyway, “Love like you” is probably my favorite song from Steven universe and I thought these lines fit pretty well with my favorite pair of brothers :)

i just wanted you to tell me.
when things were getting hard again,
when all you felt was a whirlwind in your head,
when you went out with girls who weren’t me.

i wanted you to describe the people you fell in love with:
why you loved them, how they treated you,
if you still fight with yourself about
if you are worth anything or not because
they made you question your self-worth every day.
i wanted you to tell me about the things they did right,
about why they’re still in and out of your life,
about how you ran into them in the supermarket
the other day and you still felt something
when you hugged them goodbye.

i wanted you to tell me
about all of the the mistakes you made
and why you made them.
i wanted you to introduce me
to all of the monsters under your bed.
i wanted to hear about the happiest you’ve ever been
even if it wasn’t with me.
i wanted to hear about your boss and your job
and the new car you were thinking of buying.
i wanted to see the two apartments you were looking at
and try to decide with you which is better.

i wanted to know about the times
you’ve thought about driving your car off a cliff
and the little moments that made you re-think it.
i wanted to be there to celebrate your triumphs
and admire your strength - i wanted to know everything
about you so i could love you anyway.

but i guess with you, i found out not everyone is like me.
not everyone blurts out their whole life story
every time they are given the chance.
and i just wanted you to tell me
who made you feel like you couldn’t open up,
who hurt you so bad that you couldn’t let me in,
somebody who honest to god,
would have loved you no matter what.

but i ask you how you are and you say “not bad”
and then you ask about me
and you wake up in another girl’s bed
because you don’t know how to open up
and you let me find out months later
because you don’t know how to open up
and you let me hear stories about you from other people
because you don’t know how to open up

and it’s just sad, how all i wanted was to help
but you’ve never done anything but run from my love
and i get it
i guess
some people are just more reserved
and some people are afraid
and some people don’t take people up on offers to talk about it
even if the other person insists
and you can’t force people to let themselves fall in love with you.
you can’t force them to open up.

but aren’t there things that make you want to scream?
aren’t there things that make you want to cry?
aren’t there things you are so passionate about that
if you don’t let them out, you feel like you’re drowning?
don’t you ever hear something and can’t wait to tell me?
i guess what i’m trying to ask is
if you really have so little passion
or if you’re just not passionate about me.

—  we were sitting across from each other screaming, but i was the only one making a sound

the-word-weaver-of-the-faeries  asked:

“i just want to help you relax.” Cassian and Elain?

concept subconsciously stolen (with permission) from @pterodactylichexameter‘s nessian masterpiece. 

Cassian, lounging idly on a chair in front of the fire in the main lounge area of the House of Wind, yelps in sudden shock as he feels something cold press against his wings. 

After the…incident at Hybern instinct has him tucking them tight against his body, crouching into a defensive position, whirling to find- Elain. Elain tutting and frowning at him as she nudges him back, with surprising strength, to sit on the couch, easily overbalancing while he’s caught off guard with the sheer shock of finding her there. 

“Look at the mess you’ve made,” she huffs as she idly hooks a finger underneath the talon at the crest of his wing and tugs, opening it up as casually as though it’s a lady’s parasol. 

“Elain-” he croaks, not entirely sure how or why this is happening, just knowing he needs to stop it before things get…decidedly uncomfortable for them both. 

“Hush,” Elain cautions him, the soft word somehow so subtly threatening he finds himself obeying it without thought. “It needs to be done,” she says firmly, another dollop of the cold…something splattering against his open wing. “There’s no use being a baby about it.” 

With that she sets to rubbing what he now recognises as the salve the healers have provided for his still raw and tender wings in with gentle, careful circular motions that have him melting into the couch. Oh Cauldron fuck me sideways, thinks with a groan. This is not the way he pictured leaving this world for whatever’s beyond. Mostly that image involves Nesta and a fair amount of lube. It does not involve him imploding as he tries to contain himself and not destroy Elain’s innocence. Whether he succeeds and the resulting stroke kills him, or he fails and Nesta slaughters him the outcome is depressingly similar. 

“Elain, really,” he begins hoarsely, shifting before her and trying to politely squirm out of her reach. “You don’t have to do this, honestly, I’ll just get-” 

“There’s no-one else here,” Elain tells him brightly, “They’re all…Away somewhere.” She says vaguely, voice trailing off as though she’s going to tell him where they all are, exactly, and why none of them are sparing him this horrible fate, then she shrugs and decides against it, returning to his wings instead. Cassian clenches a hand into a fist and tries to force himself to resist but Cauldron boil him, she’s entirely too good at this. 

“But you’ve been so good to me, Cassian,” she goes on, her voice so earnest and sweet that he can’t bring himself to tell her what a terrible mistake she’s made. It’ll just have to be something they laugh about a century on at parties…Or a secret that he takes to his grave for fear of Nesta. More likely the latter. “I just want to help you relax! This salve is very important for your wings healing properly…”

She continues babbling on, listing the various ways it’s good for his health, missing the biggest reason that it’s very much not. Cauldron boil him, how can no-one have told her about Illyrian wings and how sensitive they are? No…No he understands. How could anyone destroy sweet, gentle Elain’s innocence that way? Impossible. Impossible for him, too, even as he feels his cock starting to respond to her attentions. 

Cassian becomes aware, dimly, in the back of his mind still connected to this unfortunate reality, not imagining what the afterworld looks like, that Elain has stopped prattling. “Are you alright, Cassian?” She asks, concerned, peering at him over his shoulder. 

“Fine!” he yelps, not particularly needing that part of his anatomy to give him away at the moment when he’s trying so hard not to ruin her. It’ll be fine. He can just…Just get through this, it won’t take long, the salve will be on his wings, her innocence will remain intact, and he’ll have to go and spend some quality time alone in the shower with the water so cold ice crystals are practically forming in it. 

“Alright, just, tell me if it hurts, okay?” she tells him, still sounding worried, bless her. 

Then she moves on to the other wing. Cassian beings praying to the Cauldron, the Mother, whatever else might be listening, to give him strength. 

Elain, apparently considering it her duty to apply the salve to his wings and distract him from what she seems to think is a rather harrowing process (it is, just not for the reasons she assumes) and so she starts talking about Nesta. Thoughts of her don’t entirely help matters, not least because he starts picturing her hands on his wings, applying his daily salve…Images of her hands on other places intrude unhelpfully as well. 

He clears his throat pointedly, “Why don’t we- Why don’t we talk about something else, Elain?” he rasps out. 

“Oh dear,” she says, and he can picture that sweet little face falling, her hands pausing on his wings. He isn’t sure if that’s a mercy, giving him some recovery time, or curse, prolonging his torment. “Are the two of you fighting again?” she asks sadly. 

“Mm, something like that,” he mutters noncommittally. 

Fighting. Fucking. Same difference, really. 

“Is that why she left with Mor this morning?” Elain asks conspiratorially, “So that she wouldn’t have to do this for you?” She taps gently on his wing  to indicate her meaning and Cassian wonders how it’s possibly for someone to go through so much of life so utterly oblivious to this aspect of it. 

“I doubt that,” he says sardonically, before he can stop himself. Fortunately, Elain misses the little flick of sarcasm on the end of his words and simply returns to her task. 

Dutifully she switches the topic away from Nesta and starts chattering about her garden instead. Cassian is very fond of Elain, and very fond of the garden she’s impulsively started on top of the House of Wind but Cauldron boil him…Her talk about daisies and dandelions and how she’s amazed Mor hasn’t learned the difference between weeds and flowers, which is the reason she’s now banned from said garden, really isn’t distracting enough to take his mind off his current predicament. 

Finally, he can’t take it anymore, she’s so close, but unfortunately so is he, and he can’t stop himself from biting out roughly, “Elain, stop, please.” 

She does at once, nearly dropping the little tub of salve in her surprise at his sudden outburst. “But I’m nearly finished-” So am I- “You can’t hold on just a little-” she breaks off, apparently noticing him trembling and gasps, hurrying around to the front of the sofa, her mouth covered by her hands. “Cassian, I’m sorry!” she gushes, “I didn’t realise it was hurting so badly. Nesta does this for you every morning and, well, she sometimes isn’t the gentlest person in the world-” No, she’s not, and Cass loves every second of that…Not that he’ll tell Elain. Having her think she might have hurt him isn’t ideal but..It’s a hell of a lot better than the alternative. And so he lets her babble to her heart’s content until- “I just wanted to- Oh.” 

Cassian makes himself take a little more notice of her then and realises that her eyes have managed to fix between his legs, wide and shocked. Despite his best efforts at hiding it, there’s really no question that she’s finally noticed the full effects of her good deed. 

Her hands fall slowly away from her mouth and he really does wish she’d stop staring. Then she meets his eyes instead and he decides he’d much rather have them returned to where they were, thank you. “Mor,” she swallows and continues, sounding a little faint, “Mor told me Illyrian wings were sensitive but I…I thought. Oh, Cauldron.” 

Clearing his throat and trying to maintain a little dignity, which seems to dictate that he remain seated for the time being, Cassian says, “It’s really not a problem, Elain, you didn’t know, you were just trying to help.” 

“Even so, I, I-” she’s slowly flushing a deeper and deeper shade of red and Cassian thinks that if that continues he might have to summon a healer to come and check on her. “Is there anything….I can do to…help?” she asks delicately. 

Cassian can’t help the bark of laughter that tears out of him. She’s just so earnest and sweet in wanting to assist him with his current predicament. He does force himself to bite his tongue and stop himself winking at her and making some comment loaded with innuendo, which he would to anyone else that managed to find themselves in this current situation. Not Elain though. 

For her he just reaches out and gently pats her hand, eyes twinkling, “I’m sure I’ll be alright,” he tells her with a faint smirk, “Maybe just…Give me a few minutes?” 

“Of course,” Elain yelps, abandoning the salve on the table in front of him as she makes, what’s clearly a very welcome retreat across the room. 

He leans forward and picks up the glass of water he hadn’t dared touch while she’d been dutifully rubbing salve into his wings and takes a small sip, settling back to wait for himself to calm down, glad that the House is empty save him and Elain. 

At the doorway however, she pauses. He’s about to turn around and ask her what the matter is but then Elain says, an oddly sly note in her voice, “So…This is why Nesta helps you with your salve every morning.” 

Cassian chokes on his water. 

anonymous asked:

The fact that Namjoon and Wale's collab song 'Change' is free for download really says something. They put all this money and hard work into producing the song and making an MV, but in the end they release so everyone can listen for free. I would have thought since Wale is an American artist his company may want... idk nicer word-> compensation for the effort and also Wale's travel and expenses when he went to S. Korea. It just shows that both just want to join the two music scenes and create.

I’m also really really impressed with this side of bighit. though we don’t really know what happens behind the scenes and how they arrange it and stuff. but just the fact that they encourage/allow these collabs is amazing to me. and it’s kind of like the same with their mixtapes and how bighit doesn’t spare any expense and like we get multiple MVs. Just look at Suga’s August D, and both MVs. Even RM’s mixtape and his MVs too. It’s done like any other track on a new album even though the tracks itself/mixtape isn’t for sale. I love it, I’m really grateful to bighit for it. 

Also yes about joining two music scenes and wanting to meet up, fly across the world and create amazing things!

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Yeah so I made a thing. Idk I was just bored and wanted to add some variety to the people I draw so I tried to make these with characteristics I dont see as much in what I draw.

Ok so  was thinking about girls for most of the time I made these but they’re pretty versatile so I guess you could do  whatever I don’t really care.

And if you use this to draw something you post tag me in it with #queenofawkward27 cuz I’m curious to see the results

ppl rly lost their shit over my andreil hc so here is neil w twitter

  • when allison, dan, and renee first makes neil a twitter he ? doesnt get ? it?
  • “why would i put stuff abt my life on the internet for strangers to read”
  • “ur friends can see it too neil”
  • “im w u guys all the time tho”
  • they ask what he wants his bio to say and he says idk smthg about exy
  • they make his bio “something about exy”
  • neil can’t figure out how to change it for a week and no one will help him
  • but allison follows a bunch of exy players for him and one day he goes on there when he’s bored in class
  • and bc he’s Neil Josten Human Trashcan he starts replying to ppl
  • like this girl might be court but she clearly does not know what she’s talking abt i better tell her
  • he already has a reputation and this just makes it worse
  • kevin puts him on google alert and reads the articles about his twitter fights every day w his daily vodka shot mug
  • “neil u cant just insult pro exy players”
  • so by the time neil makes his “Andrew is my boyfriend.” tweet he has tons of followers
    • a lot of them dont even like exy they are just here for the daily shade
  • the next day, this former Raven who’s now Court tweets about how exy should be a family sport and how the players needs to return to traditional values
  • neil doesnt follow this idiot but so many ppl @ him that he notices anyway
    • (allison has to give him a lesson on what subtweeting is)
  • and man neil josten is not abt to just leave this alone
  • pls
  • “idk i don’t like to take advice from strikers who havent managed to score in their last three games :/”
    • (neil is an emoticon purist he makes own from characters on the keyboard psh who needs emojis)
  • andrew hates it
  • he cant spend five minutes w neil w/out him replying to 40 ppl’s tweets
  • one day they’re on the roof and he. just. takes neil’s phone
  • and throws it off 
  • neil is so Offended
  • “andrew what r my enemies gonna think when i cant reply until i get a new phone tmrw?”
    • “r u trying to make me look weak andrew”
  • he literally leaves the roof
  • andrew takes six deep breaths and downloads twitter so neil can use his phone
  • dan and matt start printing out neil’s most epic clapbacks and taping them around the lounge
  • one of neil’s arguments is trending at least once a week