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quinbunn · 5 months
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A big bottle of jack Daniels can help solve a lot of problems......
On a good day.
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pillowcaseghostie · 1 year
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Dragging my feet but I need to do my workout. I hate being sweaty so it always takes me awhile to get going. Going to reward myself with some strawberry milk when I'm done though so I'm trying to entice myself lol.
Strawberry milk: Take like 4 strawberries (depending on size) and remove the stems, wash em. Put em in a blender with milk of your choice (If you use coconut milk it should be sweet enough, otherwise add a pinch of sugar to taste) and then drink that shit.
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indolentjellyfish · 8 months
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Squid glass dip pens!
I didn't get much torch time this summer so instead of trying to churn out a bunch of the same old I decided to learn a new skill. I haven't perfected it yet but I'm getting there.
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neosimi · 6 months
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🪑 4t2 kkb's my cherish things ☕
hi everyone, happy wednesday! as promised, here is kkb's my cherish things set converted for ts2. i thought i was more finished than i truly was, there ended up being lots of little fixes. anyway, i was finally able to complete it over the holiday break! i do apologize for being fairly absent the past few months, i hope to get back into the sims again. that is if my game will stop crashing but we all know how that story goes- as always, please lmk if you run into any issues. enjoy!~⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
addt'l photos + object list under the cut. files are compressed.
update 2/24/2024: fixed sink cutout, no longer linked to veranka's vanadium sink. download the file separately here.
download: [sfs] | [box] ♡
credits: @kkbsmm, veranka's vanadium sink as a base.
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OBJECT LIST:
Cushion Chair
Induction Burner
Iron Basket -> Pastel Teacup + Powder Case Repo'd
Kitchen Towel
Pastel Fridge [Functional + Animated]
Pot Hanger -> Bread Box, Drink Box, + Cushion Stool Repo'd
Ribbon Kettle -> Ribbon Bowl, Low Pot, Pan w Handle, Pasta Pot, Stew Pot, + Teacup Repo'd
Kitchen Sink [Functional]
Tablecloth Table -> Wooden Chair Repo'd
Three-Tier Lunch Box -> Two-Tier Lunch Box Repo'd
Two-Tier Dish Dryer
note: there is no dirty state, i cloned from veranka's which didn't include one. also, i didn't include the cupboard, idk i guess i spaced it out sry!
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fanofthelamb · 21 days
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Hello friends. this is the low effort foot hurty comics i was talking about.
(he is really only getting away w/ interrupting him bc the lamb secretly loves being pampered/cared for like this.)
also EVERYONE THANK @paintpaintpaintman bc i would not have the courage to post this w/o him !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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hipsternumbertwo · 1 month
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Smosh Cast Photoshoot Credit: b.iketani
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thatmightyheart · 1 year
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don't worry it's not his paint
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minjiquo · 3 months
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You said hazbin reqjests??!? Someone helping Lucifer preen those huge lovely wings?
Im big into raidoapple atm but whoever is your fav character helping the poor old man! He has such big wings and such short tiny person arms!
Sorry if someone else has asked this lol
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I’M STILL ALIVE—so HERE. TAKE IT. EAT IT, BURN IT, SMITE IT just take it off my hands--
Had to send get this out so I could start posting again; minor motivation block after life did its thing.
I read “Just Buisness” by rollingchibi for some inspiration—because got I could not figure out how how depict these two–Alastor had imitated (replayed?) Charlie’s voice so I was like “huh. HMMMMMM.”
Just want to Clarify that’s what that is on pg. 1 & pg. 2
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waywardstation · 2 months
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HEY I've made a ton of merch for myself!! And I'm wondering if there would be interest from other people in buying these? If so, help me by filling out these forms and checking out everything I have to offer!!
➡️PLA MERCH INTEREST CHECK⬅️
➡️SUBMAS MERCH INTEREST CHECK⬅️
Thanks!!
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kishavo · 5 months
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DBH as text posts #3: Hank Anderson
HD/modded screengrab creds: ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿
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dinoserious · 1 day
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tiber ibby i drew up for pagedoll purposes. and also to play w clothes
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harriertail · 8 months
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dear sweet spottedleaf
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jyrg0n · 1 year
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POV: You're Barnaby
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You get two things from this page/account— it's either wholesome Wally or a half-assed drawing of his scary self (I get lazy when drawing scary stuff)
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royalarchivist · 2 months
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I dunno if it needs to be said because I'm pretty sure folks who use it are already aware, but I’m likely going to be taking a step away from the Timestamp Archive from here on out. I’m afraid it’s been a very big time drain and was getting exponentially worse the past few months, and it was really making me burn out. Things are a little quieter on the server right now, so I feel like now is the best time to take a step back so I don't feel quite as bad leaving folks in the lurch, especially since we don't have Twitter update admins anymore. I was able to hit my one year mark for the Timestamp Archive, and I wanted to keep going at least until I hit that point.
I’ll keep the archive up (obviously) but I won't be updating things frequently, if at all. I tossed a couple notes on it from today's stream and from Phil's stream last Friday, but things will not be as thoroughly updated as they were in the past. I'm very sorry, I hope folks understand.
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dreammeiser · 2 months
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Boundaries!
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Hello, hi! Someone sent in an ask recommending that I put my Boundaries in posts across my social media, and you're very right, thank you for reminding me! I know it's not going to make people be nice/behave but they're things to be aware of. Thanks for reading and being mindful of them if you do. :o) It means a lot to me.
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lothcatthree · 5 months
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1. !!!! TELL ME ABOUT PASTRY CHEF CODY !!! Finally he has some peace.
AHHH sorry this took a few days, i was inundated with other WIP's (i'll be answering the other ones soon, too)
@insertmeaningfulusername and @merlyn-bane my darlings, were also interested in this one <3
basically, obi-wan is an exceptionally tired 30yo high school teacher and he begins frequenting a coffee/pastry shop run by cody and rex. ahsoka and anakin are younger adopted siblings (still working out the whole family dynamic). obi-wan gets flustered every time he talks to cody and ahsoka and rex finds it exceedingly hilarious.
this will be a classic strangers to friends to lovers fic and is meant to be fun and wholesome :)
here's a snippet of their meeting ft. gay disaster obi-wan (got a little carried away with it)
“Can I get you anything?”
Obi-Wan is vaguely aware of a voice speaking to him from the counter, but it’s helplessly bouncing around in his empty skull like a ping-pong ball. Any rational thought he had has been sucked out the airlock of his mouth as he’s cut off mid-sentence once he spots the man just behind the register, leaning over a table as he works.
The first thing that Obi-Wan notices is hands. Bronzed long fingers and structured tendons jumping as they knead a slab of dough and Obi-Wan suddenly wonders why he feels warm in the neck. There’s flour all over the man’s knuckles, up his wrists, dirtying the hem of the black sleeves. 
Obi-Wan helplessly watches as the man rolls up his sleeves and grimaces in effort, entirely engrossed with breaking down this piece of dough and, subsequently, Obi-Wan. Rolling up the sleeves would be one thing (and it really is one thing), but there’s miles of black ink swirling around two muscular forearms.
Obi-Wan’s eyes follow the arms up to find broad shoulders and a face with smooth skin, a handsome nose, a jagged scar, and fuck, those eyes. 
He’s just dropped his gaze to the man’s lips when he realizes, far too late, that they've moved.
A sharp elbow jabs into his side and he looks down at the perpetrator.
“What do you want?” Ahsoka asks him with an edge of teenaged irritation in her voice, but her eyes are slightly widened in concern.
Right. He’s supposed to order something.
Something that’s not the devastatingly beautiful man with devastatingly beautiful hands.
Still struggling to get his thoughts into order and feeling an awful blush overtake his pale skin, Obi-Wan stutters.
“Uh..”
“He wants a cup of earl grey and...,” Ahsoka trails off for a moment, scanning the pastry case, “A cinnamon roll.”
Obi-Wan would snort if he still weren’t so flustered and working on averting his gaze from the men behind the counter. The cinnamon roll is, in fact, not for him and entirely for her.
He finally looks up from the way he was burning a hole into the wooden counter and meets the eyes of the man working the register. This one is similarly pretty, though with blonde hair buzzed short and bare arms. Obi-Wan sends a silent thank you for the lack of tattoos, or else he’d be embarrassing himself all over again.
“It’ll be $7.36,” the man tells him and fuck if that isn’t an accent. 
Obi-Wan begins to pull his wallet out of his pocket and distantly hopes the one behind the counter doesn’t have the same one because then Obi-Wan is sure he’d-
“Just charge ‘em for the tea, Rex. I don’t know how good the new recipe is for the roll,” the man at the table pipes up behind- Rex- with, indeed, the same accent and a deep, raspy voice. Obi-Wan promptly drops his wallet.
He curses under his breath and swoops down to grab it, feeling the redness on his skin take on a new, fiery shade. Obi-Wan opens the worn brown leather wallet and pulls out his debit card, thrusting it forward to Rex at a speed that’s certainly not normal.
“It’s alright, I can pay for it,” Obi-Wan clears his throat when his voice comes out weak.
Rex looks at him with a slight furrow to his brows, then he turns around to look at the other man. Obi-Wan follows his gaze and when he locks eyes with the pastry chef (what shade of brown is that and why does Obi-Wan want to bathe in it?), he swallows again.
“Really, it’s ok. These ones are for testing,” the man replies, offering a warm smile. Obi-Wan can’t stop from dropping his eyes to the soft-looking lips as the man shifts his gaze from Obi-Wan to Ahsoka, “As long as you tell me what’s wrong with it, yeah? I have a feeling you’re a professional.”
Obi-Wan turns to look at her and he’s half-shocked when her signature pubescent scowl is replaced with a genuine smile that she usually reserves for Obi-Wan or Anakin.
“I will,” Ahsoka nods and bounces on her heels.
Obi-Wan fondly smiles at her and resists the urge to ruffle the top of her hair (last time he did that, he received a bite mark on his hand that took a week to heal).
Rex clears his throat and says with a polite smile, “Alright, Cody says it’s $3.25, then.”
Cody. CodyCodyCody. 
Obi-Wan hands him his card and darts his eyes to Cody just behind Rex’s shoulders.
“Thank you, Cody,” Obi-Wan says with a small smile, trying the name out on his tongue.
Cody gives him another dazzling grin that makes Obi-Wan’s stomach flip before he goes back to aggressively kneading the dough. Obi-Wan feels his mouth dry up again as he takes his card and receipt from Rex, allowing Ahsoka to not-so-lightly shove him away from the counter and towards a table.
"What is wrong with you?" Ahsoka mutters under her breath as she herds him into a chair.
Obi-Wan sets his bag on the table and helplessly looks over his shoulder to watch Cody begin separating the dough into chunks.
"A lot, I think."
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