SimCity's Favorite Disaster Maker

Sam. 21. she/they/he/ze. Asexual/Panromantic. Knowledge. ts4, ts2 and sims handheld games. Suggesstive content ahead! Before interacting: https://bleppinghildas.carrd.co/

[simminglytimeladies]

I just made a poll for people’s favorite characters in the Urbz. I thought it will be interesting to see who is the most popular in here and different parts of the internet.

The link is in reblogs so tumblr doesn’t hide it.

[simminglytimeladies]

Link to the poll:

https://forms.gle/JsEiVjefybn2kmRt8

Feel free to share to other sites, I don’t mind!

[eight-tnmn]

shaved — trade for @simminglytimeladies

summary: fran has grown a beard since her prison days and it has become the bane of her gender dysphoria. during their road trip to see a certain 'venus', they temporarily stay at a hotel and it is then that she finally gets the idea to shave her beard.

word count: 1554 words

warnings: gender dysphoria

a/n: the character fran is a headcanon francis mosses by my friend, kvlti! she's basically the transitioned version of their sk!francis. they requested a first person pov specifically and while i didn't have much experience writing from that pov, i think i did pretty decently all things considered! (i did however keep forgetting i was writing it in first pov and had to make a lot of edits :sob:)

credits: @/strangergraphics for the ao3 dividers

How long ago has it been since I last looked at myself in the mirror?

Prison walls were merciful enough to be concrete and the bars too rusty to be reflective. But six months have already passed since then, and now, I'm stroking this hairy extension that has grown out from my time there.

I sighed and laid down on my bed. The mattress was soft and comfortable, its quality only fitting for being a suite room in a five-star hotel that Al had rented. Still, it couldn't lull me to sleep. Tomorrow, we would set forth on the road trip again, and this time, Al finally listened to an American who gave him very specific directions to Nevada.

Then we can finally see Venus, or perhaps it would be more apt to refer to him as Florian.

Ah, Florian, the love of my life. My one and only sun who could make my days brighter. I've longed for him for so long, and now, we may finally meet again under less intense circumstances.

Still…

I stroked the rough matted locks under my chin once more and frowned deeply.

This doesn't feel like me at all.

The thought of Flor seeing me like this after such a long time of being gone from each other's lives made me want to gag. I tried imagining what I looked like in that moment---the short hair that I had gotten cut from one of the prison inmates who had thought it considerate to do it to me for free, with the beard that I had been unable to shave for months.

I looked every bit like a man.

Bile rose to my throat and I had to sit up fast so as to swallow it back down. My pulse pounded in my ears and I panted but didn't sweat.

"I, I don't want to look like this…" I thought out loud to myself as I ran a hand through my hair.

I quickly stood up and rushed towards the bathroom. While ignoring the mirror (for now), I opened the drawers under the sink and quickly looked through every single one of them for a razor and shaving cream.

There were several towels (seriously, who needs that many small towels?), lotion, and even a face mask kit, but none of the items I was looking for.

A five-star hotel, and somehow, they had no shaving kit of their own. I sighed and took three deep breaths to steady myself. Finally calmed down, I realized that sharing the same razor with past renters of this hotel room was probably not the most hygienic idea.

But then who…?

…!

"…Al…"

I stood behind Al's hotel door, shifting my weight from one foot to another as I glanced around and twiddled my thumbs on clasped hands.

Time passed by so slowly that I had to check my own watch to see just how many actual minutes have passed. Unsurprisingly, only five minutes have passed, but still, five minutes was already too long to get the door in a hotel room.

Could he still be showering…? I thought, but shook my head immediately. Al had gone into his room and immediately started showering the moment he had paid for the rooms. And since then, an hour has already passed.

Maybe that's just how it is with rich people. Back when I was still working shifts as a milkman, I couldn't afford to be in the shower too long.

Well, no point in standing here and being so impatient.

I better rehearse what I'm going to say to him.

But just as I was about to start forming the scenario in my head, the door finally opened and Al stood on the other side.

"Anything you need, Fran?" Al asked, looking down at me with those enigmatic black eyes that I could never decipher.

Knowing Al, it was better to be straightforward with my wishes rather than beat around the bushes. Trying to run around a lawyer using words is like tricking a doctor with a fake diagnosis after all.

"Mmm… I was thinking if you can lend me your shaving kit…? I needed to shave my beard before we set off tomorrow…"

Al looked me in my eyes before stroking his own beard, "Hmm… Why is that, Fran? You didn't ask for it before we left for the road trip nor did you try getting rid of it during the six months you've been free, so I'm quite skeptical."

Ah, I flinched. He noticed that…

"C-can't someone just want to shave…?" I scratched the back of my neck and avoided his gaze. "Please… I, I really need this…"

My breathing caught in my throat and I felt my knees begin to buckle and shake. Al must have noticed it and took pity on me because he soon sighed and patted my shoulder. "Take it easy, Fran. My shaving kit's in my bathroom. Let me take you there."

I followed him towards the bathroom without any more words to say. When I slipped into the bathroom, I stole a glance at Al from my periphery and saw him narrow his eyes at me. And I just knew from that look that the lawyer in my friend was not going to let this case go.

Still, I closed the door behind me slowly and finally faced the mirror over the sink. Indeed, my imagination was right---the only difference was that I definitely did not predict just how purple and deep the bags under my eyes really were. It only made sense, I supposed; these puzzles and the chance to finally see Flor had been gnawing at my mind for the past months.

The razor and the bottle of shaving cream sat on one corner of the sink. I splashed some water on my face, pushed down the bottle dispenser and dispensed a heap of shaving cream onto my hands before spreading them evenly on my newly wet beard, then grabbed the razor and tilted it towards the side of my face.

Slowly, I began to gently but firmly glide it across my jaw, taking out a huge chunk of brown hair. I tapped it against the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. Already, I was starting to see some progress.

I felt rejuvenated---and like I just downed a huge amount of caffeine.

Immediately, I began to set to work. For long minutes, I quietly razored every row of hair on my face, cutting away at every opportunity.

Soon, I was gazing at my face in the mirror with reverence. The half of my face was finally smooth---at least, smooth enough---and I didn't look so much like the image of manliness anymore. I finally smiled at myself and touched up my hair, attempting to poof it so it would seem longer than it actually was. I would have liked to wear a dress in that moment---to fully make this reflection of my own.

But alas, there was a knock on the door and it brought me back to the reality that was having to face Al after that behavior I just showed. I heaved a sigh and placed a hand over my chest.

Breathe, Fran…

After three more deep breaths, I took one last longing look at my reflection and finally exited the bathroom.

"My, you look younger now, Fran." I jumped and looked up at Al with a quick nod before averting my gaze once more.

Only younger? Not like… I swallowed my words in my mind and gathered to courage to look up at him again. "I'm…" I sighed, wanting to say sorry, but didn't know what for. "Thank you for lending me your shaving kit, Al…"

Al waved his gloved hand at me, "Tranquillo, Fran. But I am concerned. You looked like you were going to pass out back there, or maybe that's just my dramatic mind. But you've never been one for theatrics, Fran, is there something you want to tell me?"

My eyes went wide and I took a step back just as he was about to put a hand on my shoulder. "I-It's nothing…" Denial. A too obvious one. But what else am I supposed to say?

"Fran, I'm your friend, too. Whatever it is, I can understand."

While sure, Al was indeed my friend, I couldn't bear at this moment to confess about all of it. Whatever the reaction may be, I was not ready to confront it.

I'm sorry, Al…

I stayed silent.

Al stared at me for a moment before nodding. "Whatever it is you're hiding from me, Fran, I hope you will one day feel comfortable to do so. Just… take your rest, alright? How's the bed on your side?"

"Comfortable…"

"I'll be escorting you there, then."

"There's no need-"

"I insist, friend," he smiled. "You looked like your knees were about to buckle earlier. It's best I see to it myself. After all, what are friends for?"

Yeah…

"…Okay."

I think back to the fact that Al stayed cordial with me despite the crimes I've been convicted of and the years I spent in prison and cringed at myself. What am I so afraid of? Why can't I tell Al, of all people?

What are friends for…?

[medusadyke]

academic dishonesty is not something you can spin as moral lol i do not want to share a career field let alone a social sphere with a bunch of chatgpt using ass bitches

[medusadyke]

"you're just scared your diploma is going to devalue" i'm afraid you dumb bitches are going to become my colleagues and drag social services to hell

[hylianengineer]

I'm afraid they'll become scientists and data that lives depend on will turn out to be wrong - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become engineers and sign off on bridge designs that collapse - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become medical professionals who don't know what they're doing - and people will die.

The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter.

[save-mohamed-family]

Oppression is not limited to Gaza alone... it extends even here, in this virtual world, across platforms like Tumblr and others. There are campaigns screaming for help, desperately asking for support, but no one pays attention… as if they are unworthy of being seen or heard. Everyone focuses only on sharing stories for their friends, reposting without even asking: is there someone out there who needs this help more? A child waiting for medication, a family starving, a patient fighting for their life?

Everyone chooses what they want and ignores the rest… as if hearts have grown cold, and humanity has become just an empty word with no real meaning…

Oh Lord, when will this injustice end? When will we truly become human?

[transfer-ribonucleic-acid]

please dont forget mohammed today! Hes verified by hussein (check mohammed's account) and I've known him for a while now :,) anything helps!

Tagging for reach:

@riding-with-the-wild-hunt @gazavetters

@blackfashion @shrimperini @simminglytimeladies @bushthief @bee-rosmyth-art @breathtakinglandscapes @patrik-star @pusheen @hunterwolf74

[bunnybananasims]

Pinterest blind tag game

~Rules: Pinterest is setting you up on a blind date! Search the following and post the results: fictional character, date, gift, outfit, dessert, love quote~

Thank you @potatobuttcheek for the tag!

I think I love how this date with Mr. Darcy turned out :D

I tag @treason-and-plot @nectar-cellar @fishcemetery @celestialspritz @simminglytimeladies @arielovessims @anais-simblr @kevinvoncrastenburg and others who like to do this! No pressure <3

[simminglytimeladies]

I got tagged and so:

Wait a minute, am I just Spy on this date? Pinterest is telling me so. Anyway, a quaint date with Sniper from TF2 isn't so bad at all.

If you see this, you are tagged if you want to. :3

[thesimquarter]

ok, so i know not a LOT of my followers do ts4 renders, but i wanted to drop a quick little thing i figured out.

So, a complaint I've heard from some people who do TS4 blender renders is that SimRipper washes out the colors of Sims extracted from it. And. yeah. it totally does. But here's a way to remedy that!

By default, SimRipper has all textures in an sRGB color space. Which is fine. sRGB is the default color space. sRGB is meant to be 'realistic,' but it can look rather washed out when it comes to Sims (particularly for cartoonish & maxis-match Sim Styles like mine). So, I was experimenting with color spaces and found that Filmic sRGB looks MUCH closer to what Sims actually look like in-game.

Because it's... hard to explain the difference, here's a quick demonstration of the default sRGB in contrast with setting the base color of a Sim to filmic sRGB: (Taken in Cycles)

And this screenshot below shows where you can change color spaces (in versions of Blender that use nodes for their textures. This was taken in 4.4). This UI is from the Shader Editor, which is easy to access through the Shading tab.

Anyways, that is all. Have fun and don't forget to experiment!

[some-wizard-named-h]

normal wednesday evening for francis

[yellochan]

Hello my Tumblr mutuals!

I come back and regret having to announce a bad news for TNMN fans. But, look at what they have done to Nachosama, the developer of That's not my Neighbor... 💔

For context, in itch.io website of TNMN, a LOT of people literally asked for a refund and even backlash him because he couldn't give free Steam keys and refund he promised a while ago, he already admitted that it's his fault for not doing much research and not knowing about the limitation rules, here are posts about what he already stated in the Development log.

The link to TNMN itch.io comments:

Nachosama's 1st explanation:

Hi, I want to tell you and explain one last time why I can not give you a Steam key for the new version of the game. Everything I am goin to

2nd explanation:

This was the original post: (If you purchased the game here between March 2024 and March 2025, and would like a refund, I’m willing to provi

I'm so disappointed with those people bro, they freaking attacked him to the point it affects his well being and discouraging him from continuing TNMN and his other projects, they literally didn't give him a break while the Steam remake just released a week ago 💔💔💔

Now, let's just hope that Nachosama gonna be fine and take a long break from all of these hates and situations that have been going in the itch website. Let's hope that once Nacho recover, he will consider again about his future games and the development of TNMN. For now, let's try to keep supporting him beside the situations he's been through right now. ♠️

Thank you if anyone read this and have a nice day or night! 🙏❤

[simminglytimeladies]

Extracting whatever the second document might say

From the link that is provided when you called 1979 in the phone. The google drive containts this image:

Now the first image is definitely Trojan Horse Project from months ago (May 2024) but the second one is quite new. Here is my guess on what the second document says:

Evolution Algorithm Project

Massive Training of Extracted Alien Models (could be also just Extracted Models)

Leakage detected

Emergency Protocol Initiated

Foundation of the Doppelganger Detection Department

I don't know if anyone else did this but this is my best guess based on what we have in the game and those files.

[joydoesathing]

the mastermind behind it all

so here's the director of the d.d.d. miss keppler in her full glory

I'll probably make a full profile for her somewhere down the line but for now just know her as:

crusty, evil ass old lady but has the charisma to win over anyone in a vulnerable state

[simminglytimeladies]

Is it ok if we get a sprite edit of sad/crying Angus?

Oh dear god, how dare you make purple mafia man cry? Show yourself! /silly

Sorry for being late, college is kicking my butt but here you go!

[joydoesathing]

some silly meemaws :) 🎸

original picture:

[king-tower]

introducing the cast of kiss & tell 💋

Anna Mosses by @simminglytimeladies

Vincent Frey by @edns

Jewel Brookes by @moonfromearth

Victor Shelley by @thosegothsims

Josette Chappelle by @invisiblequeen

Koa Kahue by @galaxsims

Lacey Sandlin by @sugarcain-sims

Spencer West-Harper by @akitasimblr

Luna Blend by @invisiblequeen

Milan Vinca by @jonquilyst

Valerie Rose by @sugarcain-sims

Nicolas Roulet by @rouletvilla

💌💋💌💋💌💋💌💋💌💋💌

[joydoesathing]

filipino core tnmn 2 🇵🇭

next in the neighborhood we have the jejemon high schooler

nothing like bananacue and coke in a plastic after classes snack 🥨😋

[joydoesathing]

tnmn but filipino core 🇵🇭

every filipino neighborhood needs their set of local marites

(they're probably talking about someone getting brutally murdered rn )

[phatkochi]

YASSSSSSS I LOVE TURNING WESTERN MEDIA INTO ASEAN CORE‼️

[irrealisms]

hey where’s that post about how it’s important to be aware before recommending/calling suicide hotlines that They Will Call The Cops On You. i have it saved somewhere but i can’t find it & i want to reblog it today For No Particular Reason

[irrealisms]

note that Trans Lifeline doesn’t call the police on actively suicidal people so if you’re trans that can be a good resource! and if you’re Catholic, priests aren’t allowed to break the seal of the confessional for any reason, and things said in confession are exempt from all mandated reporting in most U.S. states (and in the ones where they aren’t exempt, they’re mandated reporters of child abuse but not of suicidality AFAICT—still, worth checking your state laws in more detail first, I don’t know the details for every state). you can also go to confession as a non-Catholic but idk how they’d handle that, I never went before converting

if you’re not trans or Catholic you might be out of luck—most mainstream suicide hotlines (including the Trevor project) allow calling the cops on you if you’re actively suicidal (although the line for when they do this varies from organization to organization and volunteer to volunteer— it’s overall fairly unlikely ime but it’s a risk). followers feel free to add Suicidality Resources That Won’t Call The Cops No Matter What if you have any

also i’m aware this is very America-centric (<- American who mostly knows American resources and laws, writing this bc of the flood of posts aimed at Americans in crisis due to the American election) but if anyone has details on how non-American suicide hotlines work or the level of risk of cop involvement or forced institutionalization for various crisis options in other countries feel free to add that as well

[irrealisms]

and I haven’t looked into it much but one of my uk followers says samaritans might be good for the UK!

[simminglytimeladies]

Do you think you can do genderbend versions of Francis and Izaack? It could be joydoesathing’s genderbends or your own version.

I can make the genderbent versions of Francis and Izaack definitely! I love Joy's genderbent AU but they already made their version's sprites which you should check out:

Oh hello there

so i tried again drawing in the game art style, (now victimizing the F03 residents) here's the ask that started this

Oh hello there

last part of the cursed attempt to draw my genderbent tnmn characters in the game's artstyle

Honestly their sprites do them more justice than I ever could if I were to be honest.

I'll just do my version instead.

Fem!Francis still with some angles in tact cuz angular women should be more appreciated honestly.

Her uniform is based off this milkwoman's uniform:

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Thennn here's Fem!Izaack as well:

Hope you enjoy my take on their genderbends