rules: use the same sim for both sides, try to do the same type of hairstyles and make up styles on both sides, if u know what I mean (please refrain from using clarified hair, as it’s a mixture of both alpha and mm), try to make everything different, not just hair; things like skin overlay, make up, eyebrows, and eyes (clothing doesn’t really need to be changed, unless you’re doing a full body thing), and tag #alphavsmm
Here we have it, guys. After two weeks, many hours, and over 6,000 words we have a sexy angsty tearful delight. Get ready to cry some horny tears and then some regular sad tears. Just to throw out a warning, this is SUPER NSFW and also REALLY SAD. At least to me, ok. I’m sensitive and this was hard to churn out wtf was I thinking. But, in all seriousness, some pretty heavy discussions involving death take place, and there is an ash scattering. So. If that kind of stuff triggers you, this may be something you want to avoid. IF YOU’RE NOT SCARED AWAY YET, THEN PLEASE DO FOLLOW ME. I have tissues ready. Tagging some loves that may enjoy (at least the nsfw part lmao) @themissimmortal@the-lucian-archives@insomniascure@angel-dream@cupnoodle-queen
A fraught silence overtakes you as your eyes follow the headlights to Talcott’s truck. Your mind suffers disquiet. Though the eternal night’s air is cool, you find your palms to be dampening at the sight of the truck growing nearer. Prompto is pacing—a straight line, back and forth, over and over—beside you until the familiar honk of Talcott’s horn shakes everyone from their thoughts. Prompto scrambles to push the chain-link fence open and you shield your eyes from the light as the truck sputters to a halt in front of you.
Your arm falls back to your side as the headlights flicker off and car doors swing open. Talcott beams at you, looking absolutely ecstatic. A meek smile plays on your lips and you acknowledge him with a nod before your gaze shifts to Noctis, who hops out of the truck with a bounce in his step. He’s dirty and unkempt, but he’s alive and right in front of you and your calm exterior betrays the feverish beat of your heart.
You know these classic (yet terribly annoying) porn bots that either follow you or randomly like your posts? Well one day, 11 grandma porn blogs liked my same post.
grandma porn blogs.
I didn’t even know that existed.x’DDD
did you guys got something like this once? I mean beside the classic porn blogs, did you got very random/weird blogs that liked your posts or followed you? I’m curious….x’D
bonus (The following contain a pic that I found in one of these blogs. no worry though it is not porn. There was just a nipple but I censored it. It is also in small and the bonus is obviously not only about this pic. The bonus is totally sfw. I just warn you so you won’t be surprised xD) :
Cis-Swap Challenge: Isaac Santiago Taveras –> Isis Sancia Taveras
Hello ^_^; I was tagged in the Cis-Swap challenge by @simerse, @boxofsims, and @lyrea. There might have been others too, but I took so long to do this that I’ve lost the tags in my activity feed *hides in shame*
Fhfdjkfks anyway I decided to cis-swap Isaac! I call her Isis, hehe, and damn she’s a stunner! Anywayyyyy, thank you for tagging me you wonderful people you!! *GROUP HUG* <3333333333
I’m pretty sure most people who wanted to do this have already done so, but just in case, I tag @slytherinpixels, @winterspixels, @doka-chan, and @nisukiye to do this challenge, though of course if you’ve already done it or don’t care to do so no problem! *slips back into the hell of grad school* >.<
i know what youre thinking, “inactive for basically year and NOW he delete? what a lazy, selfish douche”
i have many reasons, but here is crux of it: im fucking tired guys. im really, really tired.
im just way too depressed and sick to continue making posts, content, or even tags. i can barely waking up in morning. i don’t even checking news on Syria anymore, im going mid july to find my MIA uncle and aunt anyways, so yeah i bet that’s going to turn out well.
also, im tired of negativity. i join “fandom side” of video games- more specifically, RVB- because i think it would being fun and supportive community where memes and creative ideas to thrive and to grow. that was 2012 tumblr, i was stuck in wrong year. now everyone is zealous vigilantee and harassing people and claiming that if anyone interpreting something different than them, they’re fucking criminals. discourse, stalking, callout, whatever fucking “doxxing” mean.
it reflect society today. people are so radicalized, they cannot standing to hear different view point than them- religion, politics, and apparently fandom now too? wtf, my only escape from that horseshit WAS fandom!! and now extremist assholes are everywhere. my home country, my “friends”, and my fucking stress relief?!?! its pathetic!!!
but in the end… what can you do? just roll with punches and move on, i guess
thank you so much to those who have supported me. it was great run. i had wonderful conversations with many lovely people, and i still wonder who those nice anons were. i remember every comment and tag, good and bad. my art and writing improving so much thank to positive reinforcement. i use to feel ok with sharing my ideas, even though my predictions or interpretations were deadass wrong most of in time. but they develop and improve like i did as human. i outgrow them… just like i now outgrow this…
believe me, THATS something i don’t saying lightly
basically, im not going to use my time and energy tainting my name with toxic community. im just not. im above that. i dont wanting to invest in something that i will now being burned for. im not even mad, just severely dissapointed. consider this blog permenately discontinued, same with others. i mighg start all over again or something, have to wait and see.
im going to tag people who were either kind to me, great people in general, wonderful artists, people i admire, people with great ideas/contributions, mutuals, chill blogs i follow, or people who have been following/interacting with my blog for so long it would be insulting to not give them regonition they deserve! most are combination of these. this is mostly as promo, even if they aren’t still active in fandom. they deserve better than this toxic bullshit too. i recommend them greatly, and if any of you are reading this, YOU MAKE THIS WORLD BETTER, OR AT LEAST FUCKING BEARABLE!! many others do as well, but here are people who directly making this blog’s time and experience worthwhile.
in no particular order…. (seriously, don’t reading too much into it :P)
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, @vividroute just for being my 69th follower (no i did not forget you, idk if youre even following me anymore but hey bonus points in my book)
thank you so much, i will missing you guys, but i cant doing this anymore. im sorry i couldnt having patience you do.
so why do i write this? why dont i just shut up and leave? why tag and drag these people to this post? good questions. i want you to know and understand from this experience: Karma exist. your contribution, work, kindness, EXISTENCE, ect. help me and even if you dont remembering, it impact me. i hope this doing same for you. im not going to force you believe Karma or any of that jazz. i just think that for what each of you have done, least i can doing is giving my thanks and/or explanations instead of being ingrate and abandoning everyone as i almost had, with poor rushed words. i am grateful for your presence on Earth, and i know im not only one who thinking so! ^^
now time to lay my weary ass blog to rest with one last rvb reference…
Today is Stupid Idea Saturday! aka when Choco sits in front of the computer and channels ridiculous ideas. For those of you who don’t know, Mystic Messenger is a phone app otome game of sorts that utilizes the idea of texts, emails, and chatrooms to acquaint you with the characters. It’s incredibly fun, though … time-demanding, in a way. You should check it out!
Anyway, without further ado, a Mystic Messenger AU!, armed detective agency style. chances are, i might do something with this, whether it is further discussion on different character “routes” and what goes down, or additions to this universe with the other groups.
while scrolling through the playstore, you stumble across an intriguing app that offers an immersive experience chatroom experience to talk with friends. the interface is promising, and it’s certainly something to spice up your boring life
maybe you can use it instead of the lagging messaging app your phone came with
so you install it
and code, it runs across your screen almost instantly and suddenly you are met with a faceless avatar and a question
“is anyone there?”
who is this? who is this person, talking to you now? A moment passes, then another
“i found this phone in the subway. this was the only thing on it. if anyone’s there, could you help me find the owner?”
what the heck, you decide
so your fingers type: “sure.”
a single word. you’re testing the ground - the profile of the person is bare, if not slightly suspicious, but why not
this is what sets it off
the person - unknown, you decide to call him, he sends you off to an apartment and you are sucked into the life of the dfa (detective fundraising agency. kind of ridiculous, but when you asked ranpo got offended and fukuzawa gave a brief response). it’s an organization that hosts parties in order to collect donations. a noble cause, and despite the circumstances you take little convincing to join.
what the heck, you say, i may as well do something
they are suspicious of you, you know it. over the first four days of hectic chats as the leader fukuzawa sporadically appears and the members wait for his decision
he’s always been that way, they tell you
ever since their original president natsume soseki vanished, a year ago
parties have died down since then, and with your appearance perhaps the members hope for something new. a new era, a new beginning
it’s what atsushi tells you, late at night
he should be studying, and you tell him so, but you quickly learn that he prefers games. he has a brilliant mind, one that with a little bit of nurturing could become an unparalleled genius, but he lacks the drive. he lacks the energy. something is missing.
ranpo hints at it on the second day
he jokes around about his own genius and his own charms to the point where you realize his narcissism, but it honestly shouldn’t have taken you so long, and suddenly he is scolding atsushi for gaming too long
atsushi only shrugs it off
ranpo, you come to realize, is a genius in his own rights. hell, all of them at the dfa have their own talents
kunikida, for example, is somehow running a huge corporation beside his father at such a young ago. it’s called the lone poet. a strange name, but you don’t question its success. he’s aloof at times and often at odds with both ranpo and dazai, maybe because of their apparent inability to take things seriously
cats, dazai tells you. it’s his weak point
it takes you less than forty-eight hours to hatch a plan and prank him along with the hacker dazai
maybe you’re fitting in here better than you expected
tanizaki junichirou praises you because of it, albeit indirectly. you feel pride at it, because he’s normally so wound up because of kunikida, his sister tells you on the occasion that she steals his phone to check up with the dfa. she doesn’t have a profile of her own on the app, too wrapped up with her own schooling and future, but she checks in from time to time
being a secretary for kunikida, she confides, it’s hard on tanizaki. i wish he would pursue the dream he’s always had.
and then there’s dazai
hacker dazai, and you’re not even sure if that’s his real name. he doesn’t talk about himself, but you know people well enough to figure out that there is something going on behind that cheerful, joking exterior. he claims he craves death’s warm embrace, but somehow he has never succeeded once in a suicide
there’s something else going on
you just don’t know what
four days pass, and fukuzawa only appears one more time
“we can hold the party in a week. it’ll be for our new member to prove themselves.”
and under one condition
you are not to leave the apartment, so dazai can keep an eye on you with the cameras
all the other members agree
but they accept, and you accept
it makes you wonder, about the apartment you stumbled upon. they told you it was natsume’s old apartment, with certain drawers you cannot open because of the information they contain. you are curious, but you do not question it
there is something darker going on
you do not know enough to pursue it now
perhaps it’s nothing, not worth the trouble to dig into. you have eight days to prepare for the party, to arrange guests, and to get to know the members of the dfa a bit better
The topic of Hux x Phasma + ball/gala/reception came up, and it was irresistible. I did run into several snags, though, such as “WTF does an imperial dress uniform even look like” and “where do I even begin with a Stormtrooper officer.”
Anyway, the evening ends with Hux getting wrecked. That’s just how this ship flies.
I’m a total Steven Universe Stan, but I like to read su critical posts sometimes. It’s interesting to hear other people’s criticisms instead of the overwhelmingly positive posts all the time, even though sometimes it makes me go “Huh? Wtf? Someone actually thinks this?” Thankfully the really whiny and weird complaints only belong to a few. Some people in my opinion just gripe about the most minor things and it makes me think…Maybe, just maybe, oh I don’t know, I could be wrong, but do you think there might possibly be a small chance that this might not be the right show for you? Maybe?
Maybe the tag I should be looking at is “su critique”. Critiques provide explanations and proofs. They have substance and sometimes explain a way that, in the critic’s opinion, would better the story and the characters. Criticisms can be petty, insulting, and immature, which can just get frustrating.
Is anyone else out there like me who does the same thing or am I just some weirdo that likes to torture myself for some reason?
Au in which Midousuji died from a road racing accident and just hangs around his home as a ghost until Onoda and his mother move into it and shenanigans happen. He shows himself to Onoda and scares the shit out of him, expecting them to move out but his mom is oblivious and Onoda wants to make nice. Then Midousuji just up and possesses his road racer and takes off. Onoda borrows a bike to chase him, and begrudgingly impresses Midou so he ends up tagging along with him everywhere after that, even in road races (and sometimes pulls Onoda though that’s cheating) and then just fluffy stuff idfk.
I don’t typically do aus but it’s for Halloween so just this once. I wish someone wrote a multichap fic for this.
lmao do you ever want to just block someone simply on the very salty grounds that they never bothered to even try talking to or rping with you even though you really tried to support and indulge them and were p interested in chatting, but you still know you’re gonna see them all the damn time on your dash >:’’’3c
Please forgive me, as I must tell you of my abrupt departure by leaving
this letter. I first served your father, Lord Alexander, and have for so
long shared in the joys and sorrows of the Ashford family. Lord
Alexander disappeared unexpectedly 15 years ago, then an accident during
an experiment took the life of our dear Alexia.
You were forced to become the master of the family at a very young age,
and nearly lost your sanity from the sorrow of having lost all of your
family members at once. There was nothing I could do, and I felt
powerless. I first though that I should kill myself to apologize. I then
realized that it would be an insult to our dear Lord Alexander and
Alexia, in the other world…