#rosehilda

[gothoffspring]

wow, i am in awe of your way of simming. i love everything, srsly. u're an inspiration!

oh my goodness, thank you so much! This means so much to me, thank you thank you! It's hard for me to see myself as someone who can inspire others because I really don't feel like I know what I'm doing 💀 but I'm so honored that you can draw inspiration from me and my posts ahhh!! I'm really loving your gameplay and blog as well 💖😁

[mellindi]

Hi India! How are you? So I've gone through all 24 pages of your WCIF before asking this, lol. & going a little cuckoo here. I wanted to ask if you know the simblr or mod creator that has a step by step on how to control NPC to keep generating in the game and I remember you having answered this before! ((I've been a loong time follower and fan)) but I did not see it at all in your wcifs tag. SOS! Lol, thank you. <3

Hiiii!! I’ll be completely honest, I have no idea what we’re talking about, lol! The closest thing I could think of is a post I may have linked to in another ask but when tumblr shadowbanned by account that one time, it messed with the way I (or anyone) can search my blog so I can’t find it using the terms that make sense to me. I feel like I linked to a post by boomchicapotdat but their blog is no longer here so I’m not exactly sure where to direct you :(

If anyone happens to know where we can find a link to that post, we would be very grateful ♥

Edit: @rosehilda There’s a video link in the comments.Thank you so much @cabinetsims! 

[solorisims]

You have the CUTESTS posts! I just have to ask, the do you use to make your posts POP! Other than the reshade?!

Thank you so much, my dear! ♥ ♥ ♥

I use this reshade Aspen Effects Duo by @intramoon, then I apply this PS action by @kaleekalo and then I apply PSD (included in the Aspen reshade). Hope it helps :)

[sunlitbay]

Pass the happy! 💖 When you get this, if you want to!, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications!

omg this got completely lost in my inbox im so sorry !! but thank u so much for this cute tag !! ;-; <33

okay 5 things that make me happy !!

1. honestly the fact that i finally finished building my town bc it’s been stressing me out all month skdbsk

2. the smell of rain? i just love rain so much, i feel like it soothes my soul :,-)

3. waking up early just so i can go back to sleep lmao

4. the beach !! i love the ocean and i miss the sand between my toes, i can’t wait for all of this to be over so i can (safely) enjoy the beach again

5. getting to be in this community and seeing everyone’s amazing work + also getting to share my own progress and growth :,-)

[crvmplebutts]

Pass the happy! 💖 When you get this, if you want to!, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications!

ahh this made me so happy! thank you so much!

Hmm, five things that make me happy:

concerts!! (RIP to all the tickets i had to shows this year, especially my chem)

my pets (and animals in general)

writing stories of my ocs

driving with the windows down & music loud

body mods

[edge-of-bizarre]

grimhilda and rosethorn slay me, please talk fashion

grimhilda and rosethorn both have their token looks obvi, Grimhilda’s more glamorous, fur coats, insane heels, designer. Rosethorn is “cute”, kitten heels, comfortable modest clothes, prob something she got on sale at old navy haha.

but i def love the idea of them doing beauty days where its all glamor, obviously they can kick it in their pjs, or grimhilda would perhaps opt for fab-letics rather than sequins?? idk i ain’t her creator. anyway, i love the idea of them getting their nails done, and rosethorn’s makeup skills have improved, and her outfits are more in fashion haha. i can def see rosethorn with some nice red acrylics, and wearing that outfit grimhilda got her that she actually agreed with. Grimhilda is rocking the nude/pink acrylic nails, stiletto? coffin? whateva shape, with her killer heels, she’d have great calves omg. anyway, grimhilda always is doing something with her nails and is telling rosethorn she’ll get used to the length, but they’re good for back scratches and lookin cute af so like?? more pros than cons.

rosethorn would have nice long red nails (natural length) with her hair down and a cute fit and flare dress, like that one beyonce was wearing with the wine??? omg i died, that outfit, god bless. anyway, it’d be low cut fit and flare and some red heels to match. prob gives fishlegs good back scratches and it’s worth the money. i don’t see rosethorn and fishlegs being very wealthy, or well off, they def are the kind that have their emergency fund aka the giant jar change… but fishlegs likes splurging on rosethorn, plus he prob goes and gets his nails done too, dat boy in manicured to a T. i can see him either being very clean or dirty as in “just got out of the garden, you should see my hydrangeas” with dirt on his face somehow, no inbetween

Grimhilda has her nude pumps, goddess like grace walking in them, body con with a poofy fur coat or boa, nails sharp enough to kill a man, perhaps some diamonds, gotta have some bling. i could see grimhilda being able to sprint in heels, like tuffnut would do something dumb, like actually bad dumb, and he’d start lightly jogging away cause she’s in 8 inch heels, yet she’s sprinting after his ass with fury in her eyes and he faces fate. tuffnut has no money, and looks like it, while grimhilda is out here looking like a million dollars. sometimes tuffnut puts something nice on, or maybe lets grimhilda play dress up cause i’m assuming she’s his sugar mama haha, jk idk “thorstons don’t accept charity” but grimhilda prob sneaks loose bills into his pockets

they’re both curvy and beautiful and kind and tbh should be models, but whatevs

@non-heinous/ @this-whomps if ya wanna see or have anything to add

[edge-of-bizarre]

sum gals bein pals

[edge-of-bizarre]

"what happens in vegas" for fake fic title!! w/ rosehilda ofc

Pain. Throbbing pain made her groan as she put her hands to her face. The only thing she could feel was pain radiating from behind her eyes. The feet of opening said eyes seemed impossible, so she simply rolled to her side, using her hands to block out the outside world.

Bad idea. Her stomach churned, and she could feel last night coming back up. She barely had time to reach for the waste bin before everything came back up. The parties, the dancing, the liquor.

Rosethorn clutched the trashcan to her chest as she sat in bed, and tried to open her eyes. Squinting meant minimal pain, so she slowly looked around the room, taking in the levels of mess. The mini fridge was left open, there were clothes everywhere, none that she had worn last night. There was a heel in the lampshade, something unrecognizable on the ceiling fan, and a person in the bed with her.

She groaned, putting the trashcan back on the ground before rubbing her face, willing the hangover to go away while she tried to remember the night before.

Bits a pieces were here and there. The casino, then the nightclub, then the… strip club? That couldn’t be. But she then remember GRimhilda shoving ones into someones underwear. She quickly looked down, suddenly feeling something. A few dollars and some poor man’s g string were pulled out of her bra, and she was too tired to be surprised. Instead she groaned louder, disgust weighing heavy in her heart before she weakly tossed the buried treasure to the side.

She felt the covers shift. Rosethorn clutched her sheets, just now processing there was someone in her bed. With wide eyes and a thundering heart, she slowly peeled the covers off them. She breathed a sigh of relief as she noticed a well manicured hand sticking out of the covers, and let Grimhilda keep sleeping. Why was she here? Rosethorn rubbed her temples trying to figure out what had happened. Nothing, only a big patchwork of memories and nothing about coming home.

Rosethorn shakily stood up, and slowly made her way to the bathroom. The hotel’s cleaning polished bathroom seemed to be the only place untouched. She tiredly looked at herself in the mirror. Smudged makeup, a ratnest of hair, body glittered she hadn’t put on before she went out. She slowly opened the lid of the toilet and the rest of the night came out.

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Grimhilda sat up with a start. She rubbed her temples trying to remember what had happened. She was hungover, but she was used to the feeling enough for it to not be a surprise. You drink that much, you get hungover in the morning, it happens.

She moved her hands to her hair. Clips, a tiara, bobby pins, only the latter were hers. Her foggy mind tried to decipher the code on the tiara.

“jus… just- hmm- just married…” She murmured, trying to keep down her drinks. Great, stole something from a married couple, wouldn’t be the first time, or the last, but she felt a little bad. To fix her woes, she simply put the tiara back on, and sat quietly, staring off into space as she tried to remember how she got here.

She heard retching from the bathroom, and her stomach churned.

Where was Rosethorn? Her heart skipped a beat as the worst scenario set in. Had she come back to the hotel with her? Had she lost her friend in Vegas? That little girl that she brought out was probably dead! Or kidnapped! Grimhilda couldn’t believe she could misplace her friend like that, she was the one that wanted to go out anyway!

She stumbled to her feet, wobbling to the bathroom to ask whoever was in there if they knew where she was.

Her happiness to see her friend bent over the toilet was snubbed by the sound. She felt her stomach do a summersault, the martinis, shots, and god knows what trying to make a reappearance.

Grimhilda helped hold her friends hair back.

“I’m never- drinking again” The girl cried

“You were crazy last night” GRimhilda smiled before long burp escaped and she covered her mouth.

“I don’t know what happened…” Rosethorn sat back on her feet, still kneeling in front of the toilet.

“Why don’t you go lay down… i think there’s some gatorade or pedialyte in the fridge.” Grimhilda said, reaching for the bottle of advil on the counter before dumping its contents into her hand. Pills went falling to the floor, and she clumsily handed Rosethorn a handful. The girl was too out of it to question.

Grimhilda helped her friend to bed, and found the pedialyte she had bought before they went to Las Vegas because she knew they would need it. Rosethorn dumped the advil on her bedside table before picking out the amount she was supposed to take.

“You drink up… I’m going to take a shower.” Grimhilda said, taking one of the bottles of baby water into the bathroom with her.

She clumsily got into the shower, bottle in hand, and began to clean herself up, feeling a little bad that she had to wash off all the glitter.

Rosethorn sat in bed, memories coming back to her. She clutched the bottle, only to notice a glint on her finger. She hadn’t had a ring there before.

She examined it closesly. A gold band on her left hand, it was obviously fake, but it did bring back something. A pamphlet tapped to a wall in the strip club, a chapel, a man in a terrible elvis costume. 

She heard the shower turn off, and Grimhilda strut out in her big fluffy robe, looking better than ever.

“You look… good.” Rosethorn mumbled.

“I only threw up in the shower once.” She replied cheerily, sitting down on the bed.

“Grim… what happened last night? What is this?” She asked, holding up her hand. “It looks like a wedding ring.”

“Well, you did get married.” Grimhilda said as if it was obvious.

A long, low wail of a groan came out of her friend and she frantically held her hair, almost like she was going to rip it out.

“Hey! Relax, it’s ok.” Grimhilda smiled, patting her on the arm.

“No it’s not! i go out for drinks and end up married to a stranger in an elvis costume!”

“No, Elvis was the minister, and don’t worry, you got married to me!” Grimhilda laughed, holding out her hand.

“What?! Why did you let that happen?”

“What? You always said how you wanted to get married, besides, it was perfect to make you forget about stupid boys” Grimhilda saw her friend wince at the last part.

“This isn’t a joke-”

“It’s not real!” Grimhilda couldn’t believe how ridiculous her friend was being, and a little insulted Rosethorn wasn’t happy, she was a catch!

“… really?” Rosethorn asked, pushing her brain to remember.

“… well i’m guessing it’s not real! i would never really get married by the king…”

It was real.