"When a door closes, a window opens... Or, something like that."
Life Is Strange Merch Collection for #TheSims4 Available August 11th (tomorrow) for FREE here on my tumblr.
The collection includes:
- 2 Sweaters (Fem + Masc)
- Butterfly Sleeves Sweater (Masc)
- 1 Hoodie (Masc)
- 2 T-Shirt Swatches (Masc)
- Poster Set (3 Swatches)
- Wall Art Set (3 Swatches)
All the tops are grey or white and a masc fit because I wanted it to be cozy, casual wear for Sims.
I hope you all love this collection as much as I do!
See you tomorrow for the public launch! <3
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Hannah reyome hairstyle dl with (i think) working hat meshes
I finally got her finished, i’m so sorry for making you guys wait, to make up for i’ll be getting pennie’s hair out in a few hours or so, don’t worry, she has two swatches the ingame texture and as always, the color based off of her concept art, which you can’t really see because its just slightly lighter which now that I think of it was a waste of my time lol. But oh well
DL: http://www.simfileshare.net/download/1973653/
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Life is strange - pacote de 10 cabelos | 10 hair pack
Cabelos contidos no pacote: Juliet, Victoria, Rose, Joyce, Sera, Nathan, Warren, Mark Jefferson, James e Frank;
Vem com todas as 18 cores originais + 6 cores novas | Comes with all 18 EA hair colors + 6 new colors;
Cores novas para: Juliet, Sera, Victoria, Nathan, James, Rose | New colors for: Juliet, Sera, Nathan, James, Rose;
Compatível com chapéus | Hat compatible;
Não reposte/use como sua criação | Don't repost/use as your own creation
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Wolf Pack Season 2: Chapter 1
Birthdays were complicated for me growing up. As a kid, it was all about the new toys Karen and dad would get me. Until Karen went away...Birthdays weren't as happy anymore after that. As a teen, blowing out the candles meant I was one year closer to becoming an adult, closer to freedom. As an adult, I watched the smoke disappear and wish I would have spent more time being a kid. Missing the days I can never get back.
Today we celebrated the day Daniel became a teenager. I couldn't believe how quickly Daniel was growing up. It felt like only yesterday I was spraying the monster under his bed while he anxiously bounced around in his PJs.
Now he's too cool to ask me to help him do anything.
Even though a lot has changed over the years, some things are pretty much the same.
Daniel's was still the crowned prince of pranks at school, although his tricks have leveled up since then. Most have been harmless. At least that's what I've been told.
After art school, I was hustling to get my art noticed. I sold paintings at the fair and posted my work online. The big money came from collectors and art galleries.
I even made a few bucks doing commissions.
I had plans to buy my old safe house. The abandoned house I found in the woods when I was a fugitive. I wanted to turn it into a studio apartment. It had potential, but a lot of work needed to be done to fix it up. Not to mention the thousands of dollars it would take to purchase it from the state. I needed to work overtime to save up for it. Just a day in the life of Sean Diaz.
I also wanted to make sure Dad and Daniel would be okay after I left. Dad refused to retire. He said as long as his hands could function and his mind was sound, he'd earn his money by working for it. Still doesn't stop me from trying to convince him to call it quits and rest for once in his life. He deserved it. It was my turn to help take care of him, and I was ready to step up.
The day after Daniel's birthday I asked him if he wanted to go see the Memorial Fountain of the Lost. It was built for those we lost in the storm. Neither of us had gone to visit it. After it happened, we never even brought it up. I thought it would be good for us to finally go and pay our respects. And maybe get everything off our chest.
The moment we got there, we just stood in silence looking at all the names etched on the bricks enclosing the fountain. Darryl. Catherine. Trevor... Seeing Karen's name...it was beginning to sink in. She was really gone. I replayed our last conversation. How I was so angry. I remembered the night of Prom when I couldn't even speak to her. Now I would never get that chance again. Not even five minutes later, Daniel said he wanted to go. I could see the hurt on his face...the unanswered questions. It was time for me to answer some of them.
I took Daniel out for lunch so we could spend time together and talk. I asked how he was feeling. He said he missed Trevor. He and Harley talked about him all the time. After a long pause he said he wished he could have talked to her. Karen. At least once. Guilt and shame washed over me as I saw the confusion and pain on his face. He missed out on the chance to get to know his mother, and it was all my fault. I had lived with that for years, justifying it by believing I was doing what was best for him. I didn't know how he would react hearing the truth, but I had to come clean.
I told Daniel about the day I saw Karen. I told him that she wanted to see both of us, but I made dad promise not to get him involved. I didn't want him to get hurt. At first Daniel thought I was lying. That I couldn't have possibly done that. “You knew how much I wanted to see her. There's no way.” I tried to get him to listen to me...
Without a word, he got up and walked out.
When we got outside, Daniel lashed out at me. He asked me why I would keep something like that from him. I told him I was trying to protect him. He didn't know what it was like being close to her only for her to walk away. She did it once, she was going to do it again. Daniel said I didn't know that. She could have changed. If that were true, why hadn't she come by to see us. She knew where they lived.
Daniel implied that maybe I scared her away. He said that when he got taken from me, his foster parents said the same thing about me. That they didn't want me to know where he was because they were trying to protect him.
“What if they made good on that promise and I never saw you again?” I told him that I wouldn't have let that happen. That I went to go get him and nothing was going to stop me. Karen would have moved on without him. Daniel said that now we would never know. “You took away any chance of me finally getting to know who my mother was.”
“Don't ever speak to me again.”
Daniel found his own way home. When I got back, he had locked himself in his bedroom. I could hear his music blasting outside his door.
I told dad everything that happened. I knew Daniel would be hurt, but I didn't want him to hate me. How was I supposed to fix this?
Dad said that we were the wolf brothers. We were strong with an unbreakable bond that would last forever. We had been through so much together and we would get through this too. Because we could survive anything.
I tried to talk to Daniel afterwards, but he ignored me. I decided to give him some space.
The next few days were rough. Daniel didn't want anything to do with him. He wouldn't even eat my cooking anymore.
Dad called Daniel out to the garden so he could have a talk with him. He said that relationships were like plants. Sometimes things go bad, but with faith, effort, hard work, and light, you could fix it. That didn't mean it wouldn't be painful. But once you work through the painful parts, the plant will flourish again. Just because things look bleak, that doesn't you give up. You have to look at the roots.
That night, Daniel came into my room while I was sleeping. By the time I realized he was there, he was already walking out the door. It sounded like he was crying. I asked him about it the next morning. He said he was just doing his chores...”But next time you can clean your own dirty dishes.”
He wasn't ready to talk. I could understand that. But when he was ready, I'd be there. I would always be there.
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