So this is my compiled list of all my works, at least those that I can find. I know I have more somewhere, but I can’t find them but when I do, I will definitely add them!
I will try to check and make sure all of the fics go to the right links and stuff, so I'm sorry if I mis-linked something
I do take requests, they are now closed. I will open them back up soon, but before you request, please make sure to read my request rules here.
Bemily (Beca Mitchell x Emily Junk)
One Shots
Not Done Yet
I Don’t Want To Get Married
Ice Cream Mondays
Proposal
See How It Tastes
Dinners On Me
Dinner Party
Thief!
Spin The Bottle
Look at Me...Just Breathe
Fully Entertained
Puppy Love
Little Spoon
Fake Dating
Height Difference
Love Triangle
Soulmates
My Everything
Breakup
Sunrise
Showers Broken
So Strong
The Kid
Cereal
Chapters 1- of nameless fic
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Head Canons
One
Two
Three
Four
AU
Social Media Pt.1
Social Media Pt.2
Florence Pugh x Reader
One Shots
Rough Day
Heart With You
Birthday Blues
You’re Lucky You’re Cute
Not So Subtle
Oxford Connection
Cold Feet
Moon and Shining Star
Remind Me of The Sea
Seasons Change
It All Started with Coffee
Baby Kicks
Shouldn’t Be This Difficult
Academy Winner
Snowed In
A Day To Remember
Friendly Competition
Reaping The Benefits
Raffie Pugh x Reader
One Shots
The Clock App
Yelena Belova x Reader
One Shots
Touched
Never Let You Go
Robin Buckley
Head Canons
robin buckley, certified lovergirl
robin buckley, certified lovergirl pt.2
robin buckley, certified lovergirl pt. 3
robin buckley, certified lovergirl pt. 4
Series
friends helping friends
friends helping friends pt 2
Steve Harrington (Platonic)
Series
friends helping friends
I don’t know how reliable I’ll be with consistently writing, I have slight motivation right now to write for Robin Buckley but I’m not sure how long that’ll last. But either way, I hope you enjoy the fics on here, hopefully I will get to the remaining requests I have sometime soon.
It's been a long time since I created a living room set, so I thought I should do it! There's a lot of amazing sets out there and often times I feel like there's nothing original that I could offer- but still I missed working on some cozy seating and warm, homey clutter and surfaces that your sims could use to make their living rooms super comfortable.
Hopefully with this set I managed to give you something similar to my 'Unplugged' set from last year, but new and original enough to be its own thing 🌼
To download everything and get some more info on the items + the monthly gift set, CLICK HERE to visit my Patreon page (the set will be public on 8th August).
📌 ALL the artworks used in this set have been created by REAL ARTISTS and purchased on Canva or Unsplash+! Please always support real artists.
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To search for items in game, you can type ‘atticwindowatdawn’ 'atw’ 'sunlit nook’
Simlish font credit: ajaysims. Texture credits: myshunosun, nucrests, trillyke, helgatisha;
i love when a lesbian with mommy issues whos really cool but also kind of awkward and a bit too blunt and sometimes a bit hard to like when you first meet her but once you get close to her turns out to be one of the kindest most feircly loyal people you will ever know befriends a man whos also kind of awkward and generally troubled and shes mean to him at first and teases him always but they become like a set do not separate. they are twins who come as a package deal and know everything about eachother even if neither of them are entirely comfortable with being so known. also they are coworkers
Neither one of them remembers what the context was anymore, but at some point, Dennis texted Trinity that she was his best friend. Trinity keeps a screenshot of that message in a private folder on her phone for nights when her bad thoughts get too loud. Because sometimes, the only thing stopping her is the thought that she can't do to him what her old best friend did to her
trinity santos, you deserved a storyline of substance where you struggle with a new attending after you'd just gotten used to the first one and the fundamental difference in your response to them because it's a woman.
and baran al-hashimi, you deserved a storyline of genuine professionalism and being a good teacher as a contrast to your predecessor. about how you have an uphill battle with a department that's been rigid and set in its ways.
and god how i wish this show were about the women most of all.
Wait omg Baran finding out the Trinity has never been on a proper date before, so she takes her out to a fancy restaurant, the full wine-and-dining experience. And it’s sweet. It’s almost unbearably romantic. But Trinity feels so out of place, so used to bar meetups and hookups that she feels self conscious and foolish in such a nice place in a dress she spent hours trying to pick out.
Her awkwardness must be easily readable because Baran is asking for the cheque after their meal even though they agreed to get dessert. Trinity feels a flush of embarrassment, desperation clawing in her chest to find a way to stop the date from ending, but she’s unable to come up with anything that doesn’t make her seem insanely pathetic, so she solemnly waits outside with Baran for their taxis.
The first car pulls up, and Baran smiles sweetly and motions for her to get in, even opening the door because she is the perfect date. Trinity steels herself, waiting for the slam of the door and the inevitable crying in bed and awkward interactions at work. She isn’t prepared for the jolt that shoots through her as a soft, silk clad hip bumps into hers, pushing her further into the cab as Baran sits next to her - her soft, vanilla-scented arm pressed against Trinity’s own sending goosebumps rushing across her pale skin - and rattles off an address.
Baran leans in closer, intertwining their hands and placing them on her lap, smiles so wide, delight bright in her eyes, as she whispers, “There’s this bakery near my place I stopped by this morning. I thought a private dessert might be…” she pauses, looking Trinity up and down slowly, intimately. Trinity feels nauseous with anticipation, a blush spreading across her cheeks, all the way down to her chest, her green eyes darting all over Baran’s face as the older woman’s breath grazes her skin, “enjoyable for us.”
Trinity finds herself nodding before she even has time to think, head shaking with an eagerness that she would find embarrassing if she wasn’t so distracted by Baran placing her free hand on her thigh, drifting higher and higher, never paying any mind to the cab driver, only thinking of her.
DAY 1 - found family // "you're stuck with me now, whether you like it or not." - 7/10
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the conference room was packed wall to wall with residents, every table covered in identical stacks of forms, packets, insurance information, tax documents, confidentiality agreements, and enough signatures to make dennis wonder if anyone actually read half of what they were signing. the hum of conversation drifted through the room, every so often by the scrape of chairs against the tiled floor or someone raising a hand to ask where another initial belonged.
trinity had naturally decided she was going to be the first to finish before everyone else. dennis had watched her flip through the packets, barely slowing long enough to read the headings before another page disappeared beneath her hand. she clicked her pen with confidence, muttering under her breath whenever a section seemed unnecessarily repetitive with a scoff, scribbling her name for what felt like the hundredth time. he grinned to himself, shaking his head as he worked at a considerably slower pace. she was already pages ahead of him again.
he laughed softly about the ridiculousness of it all before turning the next sheet over. his smile gradually faded as his eyes landed near the middle of the page where, boxed neatly beneath a section for personal information.
emergency contact.
his pen hovered over the blank space. name. relationship. street address. phone number.
the room around him continued moving. someone nearby complained about having to remember their insurance policy number, while someone at the next table over laughed on the phone. pens continued to scratch across paper in every direction. he simply looked at the section as his pen lingerd there a second. he thought briefly of familiar names, his brothers, and parents. he imagined what it would look like if the hospital ever had to make that call. they hadn’t spoken in years, writing down any one of their names felt less like choosing someone who would actually come and more like filling an empty space for the sake of completing the form. after what had happened, he wasn’t even sure anyone would actually answer.
he let out a slow breath, his thumb absentmindedly rubbing against the edge of the paper. there wasn’t anyone nearby.
“…i don’t have an emergency contact.” the sentence escaped so quietly it was almost swallowed by the conversations filling the room.
“put me down.” trinity said, not bothering to look up from her own paperwork.
he turned toward her, blinking once, unsure if he heard her correctly. “..w-what?”
"i said put me down." she sighed through her nose, still writing. when he didn't respond, she finally looked over, catching the uncertain expression on his face before he glanced back at the form.
"no, i mean..." he rubbed the edge of the paper with his thumb. "i don't really have anyone here."
"yeah." she shrugged. "i'm aware, huckleberry."
before he could protest, trinity reached across the narrow gap between them, pulling the packet straight out from under his hand, and clicked her pen. he opened his mouth, then closed it as he watched her pen move across the page.
trinity sanots. roommate. 412 - 33.... the rest of her number followed, written with the same quick confidence she'd signed every other page that morning. when dennis had caught up with what she was doing, she'd already finished, sliding the packet back across the table with two fingers.
"there."
his eyes settled on the handwriting. "you really don't mind?"
she let out a quiet laugh. "den. if they call me at three in the morning because you managed to fall down a flight of stairs or whatever weird nebraska nonsense you get yourself into, i'd rather witness it than hear about it secondhand."
a reluctant smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "i don't think that would happen."
"not yet." she clicked her pen before reaching for the next packet. "you're kinda stuck with me now, whether you like it or not."
it came out with the same casual certainty she'd used to complain about the paperwork, tossed into the conversation while already flipping through another page. he smiled quietly to himself, it was the first time since leaving nebraska that the section hadn't been empty. he signed the bottom of the page.
"thanks, trin."
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i know this is a short one, longer posts will come with this duo. i adore them so much!!! this week is going to be so fun!!!
people only think santos is half as mean as she is because of the mean lesbian stereotype. if i found out the coworker that cussed me out over the weak body of a patient was stealing benzos and got to come back to work scott-free, i’d be on the fucking news. santos wasnt that mean at all
