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My favorite pieces of décor CC probably have to be plants, hence why I have so many that I use all the time 💚
WanderingSims Fave CC - Plants
1 - Ung999 - Under the Sun Plant 1 (TSR)
2 - Ung999 - Under the Sun Plant 2 (TSR)
3 - UponATimeDownloads - Small Tree
4 - Simcredible - Sea Foam Plant (TSR)
5 - Mochasims - 4t3 Dine Out Rubber Tree
6 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 The Sims 4 Snowy Escape Potted Floor Plant
7 - Kandiraver - 4t3 Dine Out Plant 5
8 - ArtVitalex - Phoenix Plant (TSR)
9 - ArtVitalex - Frida Plant (TSR)
10 - Gelina - Plants Cactus
11 - RemySims - Snake Plant
12 - Simcredible - Momentum Bamboo (TSR)
13 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Chicklet California Dreaming Cactus Plant
14 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas ELO Bathroom Decorations Snake Plant
15-16 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Cowbuild My Home Set (Potted Cordyline Palm & Hanging Pothos Plant)
17-18 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 2 Vase E & G
19-21 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 1 (Schefflera, Dry Palm Leaf, Olive Tree)
22-24 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Kirsal Set Pt 3 (Cactus A, Ficus, Cactus B)
25-30 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Mid Century Living Room (Ficus Elastica, Succulent 1, Succulent 2, Succulent 3, Ferm Living Vase, Eucalyptus)
31-33 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Rahat Set (Eucalyptus, Ficus, Peonies)
34-36 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Soloriya Zuri Set (Plant A, B, C)
37 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Pinkboxdesign Pata Set Color Palm Plant
38-41 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Holz Kitchen (Vase, Snake Plant, Succulent, Palm)
42 - you-lust - Billy Jean Curio Bedroom Plant with Basket
43 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Aira Planet Pot
44-46 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Wabi-Sabi Bathroom (Faux Succulent, Banana Plant, Snake Plant)
47-49 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Sims-KKB Artificial Flowers Set 1 (Cactus A-C)
50 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Lycka Bathroom Wall Plant
51 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 The Plumbob Architect Art of the Century Legged Planter
52-53 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Vintage Collection (Olive Tree & Plant Pot)
54 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Boho Deco Branch Vase
55-57 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Desierto Bedroom (Ficus Plant, Cherry Blossom Branch, Olive Tree)
58-63 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Set 2 (Snake Plant, Pot, Succulent 1-4)
64-66 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Loft Life (Monstera, Eucaliptus, Ficus Lyrata)
67 - Martassimsbook - NynaeveDesign Lush Ficus
68 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Pixelplayground Grand Faux Fiddle Leaf Fig Tree
69-70 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Study Room Set Vase 1 & 2
70 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Comfy Living Set Yucca Vase
72 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 TheTownieArchitect Moderno Living Room Marble Potted Plant
73-74 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Cowbuild Dahlia & Delphinium
75-81 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Part 3 (Snake Plant, Monstera Deliciosa, Palm, Ficus Lyrata V1, Ficus Lyrata V2, Ficus Elastic, Bamboo)
82-100 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Planties Part 1 (Monstera 1, Cactus 5, Monstera 2, Plant 2, Plant 1, Plant3, Sansavieria Trafisciata, Cactus 2, Cactus 3, Cactus 4, Banana Plant, Cactus 1, Ficus, Basket 1, Basket 2, Plant Pot 1-4)
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things me and elo have watched louis hofmann do in films and shows over the last couple days
get hanged
get shot
hang himself
cry 300 times
kiss his aunt
fuck his aunt
fuck his psudeo aunt
strip mid nervous breakdown
attempt to break his own hand twice
smash his head into a mirror
hang himself again
get caressed naked in a bathroom by another man
bounce on dick
get railed into the bed (by another man)
kiss his mom
grind on his mom (get incest groomed)
get beaten by 15+ guys at once, three or four times
get buried alive
get hit with a shovel
get strung up in a basement
get beat up in general innumerable times
get forcibly stripped
love this guy !
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me, I guess…
(Ignore the messy bathroom lol)
@electric-fight-orchestra @thelonghanddaydream @cursed-elo-images @stephi1is1awesome
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Ekvillan - 'The oak villa'
Ekvillan is a spacious family villa inspired by swedish architecture from the turn of the last century.
I chose to call it 'Ekvillan' - 'The oak villa' in swedish, since there is a big oak tree in the garden. It has a vegetable garden, bees, a chicken coop, and a treehouse. There's plenty of cozy little spots to hang out and eat 'fika'.
Please note that this was built using cc. The lot is partially playtested. DOWNLOAD (SFS)
Some of the cc is included, the rest is linked below. The lot can also be fould on the gallery (ID: Lilolakes)
My lovely friend @zebrasimmer_ on Instagram had her one year instaversary recently, and to celebrate she hosted a little collab were we created different builds inspired by her (and also my-) home country - Sweden. This was my contribution.
Check out the other builds in the collab, by @zebrasimmer_ , @simsaga_ and @sims.erezkigal on Instagram.
Packs used
Ep:s All of the ones released before 2023 Game packs: Werevolwes, My Wedding Stories, Dream Home Decorator, Journey to Batuu, Realm of Magic, StrangerVille, Jungle Adventure, Parenthood, Vampires, Dine Out, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat Stuff packs: Paranormal, Nifty Knitting, Tiny Living, Laundry Day, Vintage Glamour, Kids Room, Romantic garden, Spooky Stuff Kits: Country Kitchen, Courtyard Oasis, Decor to the Max, Everyday clutter
Required CC
Here are the links for all the cc required for the lot to look as intended.
This is my first time sharing a build using cc. I might have gone a biiit overboard with it, so it's pretty cc heavy. Sorry 'bout that! ;)
All credit goes out to the amazing creators! I have done my best not to miss anyone, and to respect all of the creators TOU. Please tell me if you notice something that I've missed!
Anniee sims -Area rug
ATS4 (Around the sims 4) -IKEA-like stepstool -Cereal box -Crate seat -Toy train set -Candle and old book -Grocery paper bag (the first one) -Harvestable aromatic plants, Basil, Rosemary and Thyme -Rocking toy alligator, Farm puzzle and blackboard -Preschool blocks and House
Charly Pancakes -The candle, moodbooster
conceptdesign97 -Pumpkin vine
Cowbuild -Pleated curved floor lamp and lazy loveseat throw pillow
Dew of the sea -Accordion wall rack, S4, unmerged
Fadedsprings -William Morris-ish wallpaper set
Felixandre -Grove part 1 -Grove part 2: bowls, cups and salad bowl -Grove part 3 -Grove part 4 -Kyoto part 2 -Berlin part 1 -Shop the look Season 1 -London set exterior
Harlix -Tiny Twavellers Binoculars, crocodile, hot air balloon lamp (short), swing (medium), hanging wall world map -Baysic (different items)
Harrie -Shop the look 2
Icemunmun at ModTheSims -Harvestable corn stalks
Leaf Motif at Curseforge -Wall lamp and vintage tiles
Leniad at ModTheSims -Pumpkin plant
Leosims -Carton of eggs
Lilis-Palace -Jugendstil tiles set -Folklore set
LittleDica -Deligracy Delicato Stuff Pack
MadameRia -Back to Basics Pot Holder (Wall version) and Wire Basket Dish Rack
Maman-Gateau at Sims Artists -Whicker basket with lid from this set
Mutske at TSR -Alda arch with private doors 2x1 -Alda arch 2x1 -Alda privatdoor 1x1
MXIMS -Ikea ypperlig table and mirror -Stokke high-chair -Aesop Bathroom Tray -Plants 1,2,6,7 -String Shelf System (Shelf B):
My cup of CC -Tiny dreamers set (merged)
Novvas -Pumpkins in a basket -Random Runners -Elo bathroom IKEA rug -Kids drawings from this set -Painting collection
Nutter-Butter-1 at ModTheSims -Old Floor Tile Set
Picture Amoebae -Allisas Fall '18 Panels
Pierisim -Oak house part 3 -Oak house part 2 -Rold Skov kitchen mini kit -Domaine Du Clos part 1 -Domaine Du Clos part 3 -Domaine Du Clos part 4 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 1/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 2/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt. 2
Plumbob Tea Society -Deco Botanical Scroll, woodpile and raised garden beds
Raindrops on cowplants -Gothic revival build set
Severinka at TSR -big pumpkin 02 -small pumpkins 07
SimC (Simcredible designs) at TSR -Coastal Extras - daisy in tall vase
Simspell -Autumn & Spooky-ish Paintings (Part 1)
SixamCC -Birker Line ceiling light (different versions) -Small Spaces deco pantry items -Small Spaces Pantry CC Pack - Mixer (Standalone version) -Dreamy Outdoors floor light
Soloriya at TSR -Two candles -Collection of candles -Pencil sharpener and erasers
TaTschu -Lighted fence (Leosims recolor)
Tech Hippie -Plants from these two sets
Vintage Simmer -Patchwork set -Noah plush rabbit -SBP Octopus -L&C Plush lemon
Wondymoon TSR -Lybica Kitchen Hanger -Protactinium Rug
Wondymoon.com -Ceratonia kitchen counters 1 and 2, island counter, cabinets, corner cabinet and stove hood.
Credit for the cc included in the download: 13pumpkin, Aggressive Kitty, Aira-cc, Awingedllama, Baufive, DK Sims, Honeycuts , IllogicalSims, KKB, Linacherie, Meinkatz, Mio-Sims, Myshunosun, NynaeveDesign, Peacemaker IC, Pocci, Sanoysims, Sforzinda, Slox, Spirashun, Syboulette
Reshade used for screenshots: Dove 2.0 by Kindlespice
T.O.O.L-mod by Twisted Mexi was used to create this build. You don't need it to place the lot, but I recommend that you go check it out. It can be found here: https://twistedmexi.com
I hope you enjoy my build. Please tag me if you share any gameplay pictures from the lot, I'd love to see it!
♡ Lilolakes
#thesims4#thesims4house#thesims4build#sims4build#sims4house#simblr#sims4cc#thesims#showusyourbuilds#thesimscommunity#ts4#sims4housedesign#sims#simshouse#simstagram#ts4cc
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Fic-O-Ween 2023!
Day 1: First Frost
Characters: Finn O'Hara
Ships: Finn O'Hara/Logan Tremblay/Leo Knut (referenced)
Rating: General/Teen
"Mornings are for running and contemplations", featuring an autumn run from the mind of Finn O'Hara.
@noots-fic-fests for the prompt, @lumosinlove for the lovely boy(s)
Enjoy! :)
Alarm at 4:30.
(Pull himself away from the glorious warmth and snugglyness that is his boys in their wonderful bed.)
Gather clothes and put them on in the bathroom.
Check weather. 44° in Gryffindor currently, with a high of 68° at 3:00 PM.
Water bottle. Earbuds. Phone, wallet, keys.
Head out at 4:50.
Turn on your tracker.
Run.
It was cold, colder than it had been all week. They'd had a bit of a second summer the week before and now it seemed winter was fast approaching, even with all the tourists coming to New England for all the gorgeous fall colors. If the weather continued like this, Finn would need a gaiter for his face by November 1st.
His shoes hit the pavement in his warmup mile to the BeeGees and ELO. He left behind their house-- their house oh my god they have a house together and a mortgage and a water bill-- and approached the park only a few blocks away. Picked especially for easy walks with future little ones. Across the sprawling grass, Finn noticed a silver sheen sparkling under the laplight as he ran along the swaying trail. First frost, October 19th, two days earlier than last year. He'd have to tell Logan when he got home, he and his sisters tracked that sort of thing.
Warm up mile.
Change playlist, then 5 more miles.
Pause and stretch, consider which cafe to stop at to pick up breakfast-- or did Leo have plans?
Decide to stop in at Java Hut during the cool-down mile on the way home to get coffees and pastries. Yum.
Remember to call Alex soon.
Give kisses to the boys.
Finn arrived home-- home!-- with caffeine drinks and treats and 10 miles done today and fished his keys out of his zipped jacket pocket.
Open the door and go inside.
#oknutzy#sweater weather#lumosinlove#finn o'hara#fic o ween#Fic-O-Ween 2023#adhd finn is me and i am him
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cris watches dr. who: s02e10 - "Love & Monsters"
"No one upsets my mum!" - Rose
Hey! It's Mr. Teatime/Kalinda's horrible husband
Oh god he's a vlogger avant la lettre
Scooby Dooby doors! Jinkies
Hey! It's Moaning Myrtle/one of Bridget Jones' friends
Honey, it's not a chance of one in a million to find something if you were actively googling for it
“It wasn't the Aliens that took her away, it was the drugs.” Ummmm
The sound of the universe is the wheezing engine of the Tardis?
Ugh. Victor is like when you invite a munchkin to a fun D&D group
ELO-MONTAGE
Hee. I love how Jackie effortlessly ticks off all the boxes for a spy. Agent double O Tyler
Is Victor a Slitheen? He has to be an alien, right?
Wait, no, he doesn't fart
Jackie female!gazing her sexy handyman - she's a menace, but: same, girl
“They know how to do things, the French.” I can just imagine Jennifer Coolidge staying that
Aw, Jackie. You can have a wistful moment of reflection and still fuck Marc Warren, you know
Oh, Linda, why are you all falling for the not so subtle trickery of Victor the Alien. Sigh
“He's a little bit Slitheen” Ha!
"LINDA United pull!" Yeah, the faces on the rotund alien were already a little silly, but this is where the episode goes full on camp
Yes, we know the Doctor is an agent of chaos -- when will Rose and Jackie pay the price?!
Oh my god, that poor girl is stuck as a tile? She should be way less fine with this. I think I'd rather be haunting a magical girl's bathroom, thank you very much
7 out of 8 Tardes. Excellent, non-traditional episode, but we're docking points for her ending up as a silly tile and making me think about their sex life
#cris watches#cris watches dr who#doctor who#dr who#rose tyler#billie piper#the tenth doctor#tenth doctor#10th doctor#david tennant#7 out of 8 tardes#s02e10#love and monsters
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Whumperless Whump Event Day 10: Forced to work while ill | “…sit down, I’m calling HR.”
OCs: Elowen, Frances (by @qiuthewhumps)— AU of AU
CW: dubious workplace treatment
this is visibly self-indulgent
@whumperless-whump-event
The world spun around him. Clearly, there was something wrong, because he could barely read the words on the paper in front of him.
Either way, it wasn’t as if he would be able to back down from finishing.
Sick leave was nothing but a pretence of caring. With all the work needed to even get close to a decent pay grade, it was no surprise they wanted him back. Just like the last time and the time before that. He should have considered speaking to someone about it, honestly.
His ears were ringing, the repeated noise contributing little benefit to his work. Clothes stuck to his skin so tightly it nearly felt constricting. There was little chance he could work in such conditions.
One trip to the bathroom and he’d be back. Clean up, take a breath and come back. That wouldn’t take too much of his currently precious time. Push his chair out from the table, stand up, a step forward, then another.
His stomach lurched forward; not a moment later he realised he was falling, vision blurring and darkening until his consciousness was no more.
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“…lo..! Elo…! Wake up. Hey.”
He opened his eyes, flinching away from the lights above him. She was right beside, hands on his shoulders; the cause of the motion he felt while waking, he deduced. Why was he on the floor, anyway? His head felt so heavy. If he’d missed even that small chance of a break for this, he should go back to recording the data needed. Elowen pushed himself up, only to be hastily ushered back to a lying position.
“…Stay down. You are not doing any more work today.” He looks at her expression. None at all. Something serious, then. There was no point in arguing with her, especially not when he could barely form coherent thought.
“Mind explaining?” he asks.
“How about you do that instead? I walk into your office and you weren’t moving at all. Care to explain why you fainted in the middle of nowhere and currently look like shit?”
Oh. He fainted. Of course he had; those were all the warning signs. He touched his forehead, and sure enough, his fingers were stained crimson.
“I haven’t finished my work yet. You know that. The deadline’s today.”
“Was waiting for confirmation from you. We’re not back there anymore, god— Remember what happened the last time you tried this stunt? I’d rather go back to job searching for another month rather than see you like this.” She gestured at him, frowning. “Don’t you even dare think I don’t understand your warning signs.”
He nearly wanted to sit up again before reminding himself, settling on making himself more comfortable on the floor. In that position, he felt rather tired, admittedly. When was the last time he slept since starting this job?
“I’m awake now, you don’t need to—“
“—Care about you? Really? I’m calling HR, and if they don’t let you leave I’ll be the last thing they ever see.”
#whump#mellowwhumps#whump writing#whumpblr#prompt fill#whumperless whump event#whumperless whump event day 10#and then the world’s most dramatic lawsuit happened in court#wow imagine this being the worst workplace they had to endure. haha#if only me and lem were normal (impossible)
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4.11.2024
I've felt pretty odd the past days, realizing the move is happening really soon. Also it makes me terrified money wise, i'm leaving my current apartment so soon that i will not be getting my deposit back. Then paying the deposit for the new apartment. And paying two rents because the move is mid-month.
I gotta get the academic machine going again. Also i should see if there's any fun clubs or organizations in the new uni. I need to meet new people. Any people. I will know no one when i move there.
And see what courses i can take, i need to do that. This week i will be going there to get the keys and check the apartment, and bring the most crucial essentials in a suitcase, sleeping bag, trekking mattress, one pot, one mug.. and so on. It's just one night visit bc it's almost impossible to get to the keys office before 14.00, when driving takes 6h and we gotta clean and pack up on that morning too.
Today's plans
actually see what courses you can take, it's fun to look at the catalog
try to calm down, i know this is mentally draining and blabla but i can do this
read "elo ja anergia", it's posthumanist philosophy, and really interesting
When i see the room on thursday i also must remember to measure it. I should not be having problems, i've always lived with few furniture but lots of clothes and books. And my kitchen stuff will be in the shared kitchen, minus my teapot and few favourite mugs and one plate that i do not let around my roommate. Just in case. Idk what kind of person she is gonna be, i just know there's gonna be another student girl and we will be sharing the kitchen and the bathroom.
#university student#literature student#university#uni student#studyblr#literature analysis#academia#studying#studyblog#phdblr#phdjourney#phd life#phd student#literature major#postuhmanist philosophy#posthumanism#chaotic academia#moving
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Paradise on Earth
summary: after being betrayed by her best friend Penelope’s father sends her to live with a family friend in the Outer Banks of North Carolina.
work count: 1.5k
warnings: cussing, betrayal, modern AU, non-Canon pairing.
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One year and 3 months ago.
“Just go away, Eloise.” I moved quickly up the sidewalk. Blinking back tears, I crossed the road with Eloise hot on my trail.
“I didn’t want you to find out like this, honest.” Her voice once was a comforting thing to hear, and now it sounded more like nails on a chalkboard. “I swear to you, she’s not like that anymore. She actually wants to apologize to you for everything she’s done. I was the one who was making her wait; I was trying to wait until the right time to tell you.”
“Not like what?” I whipped around, finally facing her. My back pressed against the garden gate of my family home. “Not a horrible monster who has ruined every year at school for me? She’s not the same person I have cried about time and time again to you.” Eloise looked like a deer in headlights. “I normally would not care who you dated; you know that. As long as they treated you well. I’d be happy for you. You knew that this was wrong. You kept it from me for six months. Every time I asked you, every time you smiled at your phone, and yet every time you snuck away; you went to one of the people who single-handedly made my life miserable since I was five. You are the worst type of person.” Letting the tear fall down my face.
"Pen,” her voice choked in a sob.
“Don’t call me, don’t text me, and don’t send your siblings over here to try and patch things up. I never want to see you again.” I turn on my heel, pushing open the garden gate and running up the paved walkway through the back door. Going straight to my father's study.
Knocking lightly at his pale yellow door, I took the moment of silence to collect myself. Listening to the shuffle of his feet as he got up from his desk and crossed the room to open the door.
”My darling girl, whatever is the matter?” Full of concern, he gently wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. One hand around my shoulder, the other on the back of my head. Finally feeling safe, I let the sobs wash over my body. Burying my face in his shoulder, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. Feeling like a little kid all over again. Just like when I was seven and ran to his office because I scraped my knees running from the bullies that tortured me on the way home from school.
“Elo—Eloise, she.” I tried to make the words come out.
“Come on, love, let’s have a seat. Get you all claimed down. Then you can tell me everything and I will fix it, yeah?” He guided me to the love seat that sat in the corner of his office. My unofficial spot. It nestled in between the two bookshelves in the corner of the room, my favorite place to sit to escape my mother, my sisters, Cressida, and now my best friend.
Present day:
"JJ,” I hit his back with my leg. “I can’t get up.”
“Mmmm—five more minutes.” He mumbled into my hair. I wiggled my hand free, smacking him on the back of the head. "Owww—shit feather.” He pulled his head back to look me in the eyes.
“ I have to pee.” I smiled innocently up at him. ”How did you even end up in my bed, sir?” I asked as I pushed him over to his back.
“I got lonely on the couch, and John B isn’t as good of a cuddlier as you,” he replies, rolling back over to his stomach and spreading out like a starfish on my bed. I just giggled as I walked to the shared bathroom down the hall. Walking in to pee and brush my teeth.
"Morning,” I said to John B, who has claimed the right of first to shower.
“Morning feather.”
I sat on the toilet and did my business before getting up to wash my hands. Grabbing my pink toothbrush from the cup on the corner of the sink. Putting a drop of toothpaste on, stepping back, and leaning against the wall.
“What’s the plan for today?” I asked, brushing my teeth.
“I think we’re going to look at all the damage,” he said, stepping out of the shower, grabbing a towel to the left of me and wrapping it around his waist. I stepped forward to spit the toothpaste out of my mouth as John B reached around me to grab his toothbrush.
“And you took a shower before going out of the boat, for what reason?”
“Because—I. Shut up,” he rolled his eyes and spit a blob of toothpaste out in the sink.
“Be sure to clean out the sink. Please and thank you,” I said, walking away as he flipped me off. Once back in my room, I had to kick JJ out so I could change. Much to his disappointment. I put on a bathing suit with one of JJ’s old T-shirts over it and a pair of shorts. Grabbing sunblock, my phone, and a Bluetooth speaker before heading back out the door, down the hallway, to the living room where John B and JJ were waiting.
“You ready?” JJ asked
“Yup, are we getting Pope and Kie?”
“I texted them both, but Pope's not answering. We’re just going to ride by his dad’s store and see if we can find him outside, and you know Kie is always down.” We locked up the château before heading to the van, the HMS Pogue already attached to the back. Driving down to the boat landing.
“You got 5?” John asked JJ, who shook his head no.
“I do,” I said, reaching into my shorts pocket.
“Thanks mom,” JJ said, helping me out of the van and then taking the money for my hand and putting it into the jar. I walked down to the floating dock, waiting for them to put the boat in the water. Looking around at the carnage from the hurricane. A few boats from the junkyard must’ve been picked up and swept into the water. About six of them littered the marsh surrounding the boatyard. John B launched the boat into the water, slowly bringing it over to the floating dock. Wrapping one of his hands around the cleat, pulling the boat flush to the side of the floating dock, and lifting his other hand up to help me into the boat. I put my stuff down as we are waiting for JJ to park the van and join us. No sooner than me sitting down did JJ come running and jumping from the top of the ramp over the siding onto the front of the boat.
“You’re going to get yourself killed one day.” I said, holding on the side of the boat, waiting for the side-to-side motion to stop.
“One day but not today, beautiful,” he winked at me. Sitting down beside me before John B started the boat heading towards Heyward’s store. Making it there in record time. I looked to the dog in front of his store to see Pope washing the Marsh grass off.
“Well, look who we have here.”
“We have a safety meeting. Attendance mandatory.” John B said, cupping his hands over his mouth.
“I can’t. Pops got me on lockdown.” Pope said, shrugging his shoulders at us.
“Come on, man.” JJ said, putting his face to his shoulder and putting his hand over his mouth like he was talking into a walkie-talkie. “Your dads a pussy. Over”
“Oh, I heard that, you little bastard.” Heyward said, walking up from behind Pope.
“We need your son.”
“Yeah, and island rules. The day after a hurricane is a free day.” JJ said with his most charming smile.
“Who the hell made that up?” Our friend’s dad asked with his hand on his hip.
“Uh—Pentagon, I think. We have security clearance; I have a card.” JJ said back. My whole body shook with laughter.
“Y’all think I’m stupid?”
“I’ll do it tomorrow. I promise, tomorrow.” Pope tried convincing his dad.
“No, no, no. Hell nah. You doin’ it right now.”
“Get in the boat,” John whispered.
“Make a run for it,” I said.
“Boy, if you get in that boat.” He warned as his son jumped. “Bring your ass back up here.”
“I promise I will do it all tomorrow.” Pope said once again to his father. Who then just started to yell back the long list of chores he was going to have when he got home. JJ and John B were both promising to bring him back in one piece, to which Heyward yelled.
“And I don’t like your friends.”
Pope sat beside John, talking some nonsense to JJ. I laid on my stomach, putting my hand in the water. Sitting back up as the boat started to slow down
“Hiya.” Kie called out as she walked down the ramp onto the floating dock with a cooler in her hand. JJ Holding out his hand, he helped her step onto the boat without us having to come to a complete stop.
“Whatch ya got in there?”
#penelope featherington fic#penelope featherington#penelope x John b#modern au#non canon ship#bridgerton fic#bridgerton fanfiction#bridgerton#colin bridgerton#eloise bridgerton#eloise is a bad friend#eloise and penelope#obx fandom#obx fic#obx fanfiction#outer banks fanfiction#john b fic#john b fanfiction#john b routledge#jj maybank#kie carrera#pope heyward#outer banks fic
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Her Countenance was Light - Chapter 27
CW: Alcohol, Past trauma. Notes: For the incident Elo is remembering, see this story on AO3.AO3 ; Chapters: 01. 10. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. Tag list (ask for +/-): @aquadestinyswriting, @hannah-heartstrings, @jacqueswriteblrlibrary, @babyblueetbaemonster @mr-orion
Elo knocks on the door and pushes it open. "Hey, Brek!" "Hi, Bug," Farren calls from the kitchen. Elo kicks her shoes off and shucks her coat, indicating that Storri do the same. Then she points to the end of the living room, speaking over her shoulder to the ubiquitous black suit who's followed them in, "Window's over there." Farren's condo is modest – a bedroom, a bathroom, and the living room separated from the kitchen only by a breakfast bar and the trellis where the coats go. But the picture window gives a gorgeous view of the city, and it's just him so it doesn't need to be big or fancy. And anyway, Elo likes it because it's cosy. "Man, something smells good," Elo says as she comes around the trellis screen. "What's for dinner?" "Monday didn't give me your message until late, so it's kinda cobbled–" Farren's voice cuts off as he looks up to see King Storri standing next to her. Storri sheepishly puts two bottles of wine, a white and a red, on the breakfast bar. "Good evening, Detective." Farren turns down the hob burner and, in a strangled voice, says, "Bug. A word?" He gives her no option as he catches her arm and hustles her towards the bedroom.
"Yes?" she asks. "When you said you were bringing company, I thought you meant one of your brothers, not the fucking King of Iceland!" "You wanted to have dinner. I'm supposed to be showing him the city. What else was I gonna do with him?" Farren scrunches his eyes closed and gives an exasperated huff. "It would have been nice to know. I could've made something fancy." "He doesn't care." "Bug–" "Listen," Elo takes his hands and speaks low and rapid. "As long as you don't give him food poisoning, it doesn't matter. He's not here for fancy. He can have fancy any time he wants. He's after different. Unique. You know, the first night he was here, he asked me to take him to the Scholar. Not exactly haute couture." Farren frowns. "That's clothes." Elo waves a hand. "Whatever, you know what I mean. We went to this proper restaurant for lunch, and he barely touched his food. At the Scholar, he inhaled two plates of those shitty barbeque wings. I promise – whatever you're making, he will devour it like a starved man. And, y'know, he wants to meet you." "What, why? What did I do?" Elo gives a nonplussed shake of her head. "You're important to me. I was important to Auntie 'Lex, and Alexis was important to him. He's just following the chain, I guess." "Pardon me, Detective Beakwood," Storri calls, "but your onions are starting to burn." "Fuck," Farren hisses.
They leave the bedroom to see Storri stirring the pan lifted away from the heat. "Thank you, Your Majesty. I've got it," Farren says, hustling over, and Storri retreats from the kitchen with a gruff nod. Elo rolls her eyes and goes to the fridge. "What beer does anyone want? We've got Crap, Rubbish and Dear Gods Why Do You Drink This Stuff?" "You are a philistine," Farren says, adding something to the pan. "Give me a Dear Gods." Storri chuckles from where he's leaning against the breakfast bar. "I'll take a Rubbish." "Lousy choice," Elo says, grinning, as she selects a bottle for herself. She pops the caps and passes the bottles as requested. "So what is for dinner?" she asks. "I need to know which wine to open." "The red. I'm thinking of calling it Conquistadors's Revenge. A bolognese meat sauce with Mexican spice because I didn't have any Italian herbs. Corn, black-eyed peas, water chestnuts and bean sprouts, with wild rice." "Conquistadors are Spanish, Brek," Elo says as she struggles to open the bottle. Storri gently takes it from her and finishes the job, adding, "I don't believe bean sprouts are traditionally associated with either cuisine." Farren shrugs from where he's cooking. "I made do with what I had. We only serve unique experiences here at Chez Breakwood." Farren turns and winks at Storri, whose eyes dance with delight, and Elo feels some knot of worry leave her.
Farren breaks away from his cooking to retrieve the wine. "Huh, this looks fancier than normal. Thanks, Bug," he says as he carries it back to the hob and proceeds to splash a good measure into the food. "What are you doing?" the King asks, horrified. "Beef mince is always better with a dash of what you're drinking." "Uh, it's not the usual plonk-de-plonk I get. His Nibs bought it," Elo says. "Don't ask how much it cost." Farren looks again at the bottle and places it down against the splashguard where it can warm up. Elo sees his Adam's apple bob. "Right." Storri looks away from the kitchen then, casting his eye around the small room. "Detective Breakwood, do you mind if I…" he gestures to the room. "Go ahead. And, y'know, this is gonna be a long evening if we stick to formalities. Call me Farren." Storri looks back and tilts his head thoughtfully. "Very well. For this one night only, you may address me as Storri." The two men share a look that Elo doesn't understand. "Alright," Farren says. Storri gives another of his gruff nods and begins to wander Farren's living room.
It's not a large room, but Farren has filled it with things that Elo thinks are quintessentially him. A big forest green sofa dominates the space, in front of a chunky TV which sits against one wall on a console decorated with a kid's craft projects. On the wall to one side of the TV, there's a series of family pictures featuring a woman and a girl, and on the other is a movie poster for some pulp horror flick. Behind the sofa is a low sideboard filled with trophies, and on the wall above hangs a fight poster, Micky Stanford vs Kaleb Cain. The sideboard contains a few books, and next to it is an armchair of that same forest green with a standard lamp glowing behind it. Elo is in the process of setting the table when Storri asks, "Do you wrestle?" "Boxing," Farren corrects. "An interesting sport. Though perhaps not unsurprising for someone in your career to take up?" Elo freezes, a bundle of cutlery and napkins in her hands. The pot burbles in the sudden silence. From where she stands at the end of the breakfast bar, Elo watches Farren turn down the burner and reach for his baccy pouch. "I didn't get much of a choice," Farren says. He leans back against the other counter so he can see Storri and starts to roll himself a cigarette. "I'd done some fight training. Enough that when higher-ups came looking, everyone pointed at me. They needed someone to go undercover, see. They told me this guy called Ragmar was running cage matches, using them to launder money. They didn't have the proof, so I went and got it for 'em. But it meant I had to get real good at kicking the shit of the other guy. Ragmar, he coached me himself. Said he saw my potential. So boxing became my bag." "You must have been extremely adept to have accumulated so many trophies. Though, the poster… Did you know one of these men?" Elo's heart is hammering in her chest. Farren pauses where he's tamping the tobacco into shape and barks out a laugh. "Yeah, you could say. See, I didn't just get the proof to shut down their operation. I got myself a title too." He pulls a wry smile, lifts his hands apart. "You are looking at regional lightweight champion Micky Stanford." He goes back to rolling his cigarette. "So you know, I get myself a title and pull out of the competitive side of things. Ragmar goes away, so the money laundering stopped. But the cage fights didn't. And, I didn't need to, but I kept going back." Farren leans over to light his roll-up from the burner. "And, damned if I didn't need some help to stop." Elo grips the cutlery tighter to stop it rattling in her shaking hands. Storri says, "You speak as if it were a type of addiction." "It was, of a kind." Farren takes a deep drag of his cigarette. "I lost my family during the Greydown incident." "My condolences," Storri murmurs. "I was using the fights as a crutch." Farren is looking directly at her. "Took someone who cared, who had clarity, to make me see reason. Was almost too late, and all." Elo is viscerally thrown back in time. Hears her own voice screaming at some two-bit thug with delusions of grandeur as he digs a knife into her partner's throat. That had been a solid eight on the scale. "Got a broken rib for my trouble. But you know, I count myself lucky that was all I got." Farren takes another long drag. Storri says nothing. Elo releases the cutlery and it clatters on the counter. Over by the window, the black suit's head whips around. She holds up a hand. "Are you well, Elowyn?" Storri asks. "Just hungry," she replies. Farren stubs out his cigarette and returns to the bubbling pot. "Almost ready."
Talk over dinner is much more relaxed. With the ice rather spectacularly broken and the excellent wine, the two men act like old friends – or maybe that's just Farren's natural affability coming through. Either way, Elo contributes little. With the ubiquitous black suit here in the room, many more scattered throughout the building, and Merri in a mobile command centre somewhere below, Elo allows herself to relax into the wine's velvet embrace and forget what perils exist outside this room. They chat a little longer as the food, delicious despite its strangeness, digests. Then Elo hauls herself up and starts collecting plates. "Come on, Storri," Elo says. "You wash, and I'll dry and put away." The King blinks. "I beg your pardon?" "Farren cooked, it's only fair we wash up." "I see," Storri says, with a thoughtful frown as he rises to take the stack of plates from her. "You never had to do your own dishes?" Farren asks, lounging back. "Not even as a punishment?" "My father had specific opinions on what a young prince was and was not to do. Plus, his punishments were…" He purses his lips. "Fitted to the misbehaviour." Farren raises an eyebrow, catching Elo's eye. Elo clicks her tongue, then gins. "Well. Sixty years old and never done your own dishes. 'Bout time you learnt then." "I am not that old," he grumbles, following her.
Dishes devolve into antics, but they get done and nothing gets broken. Soon enough, they're lazing on the couch, a bucket of ice cream passed back and forth and some sport on the TV. Elo's cuddled into Farren's side. The rumble of the commentators' voices, full belly, booze, Storri's laughter and Farren's warmth have her eyes fluttering closed. Farren nudges her awake, and Elo grumbles, snuggling closer. He moves to put a hand on her forehead and checks her pulse. "Gerroff. I'm tired, not dead." "Just checking. You gonna be okay to drive home?" Elo grunts. "We came in His Nibs' ride. I'm sure if I ask nice they'll drop me home." Elo can feel the look they're giving each other over her head. "I believe Agent Ironforge would prefer that to Elowyn making her own way home. Who has been seeing to your dressings?" This last is aimed at Elo, so with a sigh, she says, "Mrs Higgins." "The Landlady," Farren clarifies for Storri's sake. "She'll be asleep by now. I've got some supplies. We can do it here." "I know how to do my own dressings," Elo says. "Where is your kit?" Storri asks, rising. "Bottom drawer next to the fridge," Farren replies. To Elo, he says, "Alright, shirt off." "And you wonder why you don't have a girlfriend," Elo says as she unbuttons her blouse. "Let's have a look at your waist then." "Don't forget about the bullet wound," Storri calls from the kitchen. Farren freezes. "What bullet wound? You didn't tell me anything about getting shot." Elo's mouth works. "I forgot." "How do you forget getting shot!" "I don't know, there was a lot going on." "You told me this was a six. Getting shot pushes that up dramatically." Elo's fists are clenched. "He had a sword, Brek! Fucking three-foot long cavalry sabre." Her shoulders are shaking. "So, excuse me for being a bit distracted!" Then Farren's arms are around her, and she's sobbing into his shirt, and he's murmuring nothings into her hair and stroking her back as her wails are muffled by his shoulder.
By the time Elo comes back to herself, the first aid supplies are neatly laid out on the end of the sofa, and the King and his black suit are nowhere to be seen. "They just stepped out to give you some privacy," Farren says to her wild head-turning. "After I've fixed you up, it's probably best you go home. Unless you want to spend the night here?" "Thanks," Elo says with a watery smile, "But my bed is comfier than your sofa." "Alright." The smile he gives her is affable enough, but there's still worry in his eyes.
So he changes the dressings, and Elo's dropped home by the King's driver. The paper bag with Snotgrut's clothes is empty, and the Dvasia is nowhere to be seen. So she tucks the revolver under her pillow and falls into an exhausted, deep, and dreamless sleep.
#oc elowyn o'toreguarde#npc storri nargondsson#oc farren breakwood#writing#HCWL Chapters only#WIP 'Her Countenance was Light'#titan fighting fantasy#fighting fantasy#ttrpg fanfiction#wandering words#sigh - Thurs was busy so I forgot to do the thing
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Nail Salon, part 1 (A bit unfinished, but it’s been a busy day IRL)
Credit for lot: CraggySoul on the gallery. Lot is named “Oak Alcove Nail Salon”. I just tweaked it and added some CC. It’s a super cute lot just as it is though! ^_^
WCIFs?
Nail salon sign, heart & rounded hot pink chairs, nail tech deco, desk, : https://simminmybestlife.tumblr.com/post/642608926612914176/new-cc-release-the-nail-salon-pack-tomorrow-is
Treat yourself & hello gorgeous sign, more nail tech deco: https://laskrillz.tumblr.com/post/675204140947881984/nail-salon-cc-set-my-part-collab-w-simmerkate
White couch in lobby: SIP Living 6 converted by Andiup @ Cherryblossomsims - if anyone knows the link please share :)
Pomegranate rug: Puresims - link?
Hexagon wallpaper: Tilly Tiger https://bloomingrosysims.tumblr.com/
Speckled floor: http://ts4novvvas.blogspot.com/2020/07/elo-bathroom-set.html
Striped rug: KKB Ikea rug https://blog.naver.com/kkb9256 Don’t know exact set
Simlish salon decor: Brittpinkie Salon stuff - unavailable? Their Tumblr seems to have been deleted :(
Black chair #1: Mesh by Pilar, converted by Mio-Sims
X pillow: MXIMS Crissy pillow, mesh by Ohbehave
Black chair #2: Mesh by Millascreativecorner, converted by MXIMS - Christmas Advent 2017 @ Cherryblossom Sims
Black & white pillow: MXIMS Nordic throw pillow
Black terrarium: Industrisims Booster set? Their Tumbler seems to be down
Pink chairs: https://simminmybestlife.tumblr.com/post/642608926612914176/new-cc-release-the-nail-salon-pack-tomorrow-is
White bearskin rug: Ilona
White chairs: https://www.rubyredsims.com/2022/08/sims-4-contemporary-summer-outdoor.html
Pillows: MXIMS
Gray speckled wall: Pralinesims @ TSR
Marble floor: http://ts4novvvas.blogspot.com/2020/07/elo-bathroom-set.html
Magazine rack & Simlish sign: Brittpinkie Salon stuff - unavailable? Their Tumblr seems to have been deleted :(
Gray mini-dresser in lobby: Mesh by Cassandre converted by MTQ Sims
Too glam to give a damn sign: MXIMS
Marble floor in main salon area: https://thesimscatalog.com/sims4/downloads/uncategorized/collection-14-floor-at-miwakosims/
Pink walls: Simcredible Mantis bathroom set, may have been moved to TSR, originally here: https://sims4.simcredibledesigns.com/
Nail carousel on nail tech station: https://www.patreon.com/posts/gucci-horsebit-47243101
White lamp on nail tech station: Mesh by billyjean converted by MXIMS
#TS4#ts4build#ts4 interior#ts4 simblr#ts4wip#ts4 nail salon#ts4 decor#beg2differ#beg2differbuilds#sims 4 wcif#ts4 wcif
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WanderingSims Fave CC - Bathroom Decor
1, 26 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Chicklet This and That Set Pt. 1 (Toilet Paper Basket, Wicker Bathroom Tray)
2 - DOT - Solutions Overit Mesh (TSR)
3, 25, 32-35 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas ELO Bathroom Decorations (Toothbrush Cup, Soap Dispenser, Soap Dish, Ikea Svartsjon Rack, Bathrobe, Ikea Svartsjon Toilet Brush)
4-5, 8, 31 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 MXIMS-novvvas Boo Bathroom Set (LUSH Dirty Springwash, LUSH Conditioner, LUSH Bath Bomb, Aesop Tray)
6 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Folded Hand Towel (TSR)
7 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Folded Towel (TSR)
9 - Julietsimscc - 4t3 Leosims Hairstyler
10 - MarcusSims91 - Warsaw Bathroom Toilet
11, 37 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 SimVaultThings/Daer0n Bathroom Stuff Pack (Toilet Paper Holder, Towel Rack)
12 - Ung999 - Bathroom Aloe Toilet Paper Roll Holder (TSR)
13 - ArtVitalex - Yuma Storage Cabinet (TSR)
14 - SimplyStyling - Jope Bathroom Hair Dryer
15 - ArtVitalex - Yuma Shelf with Towel Bar (TSR)
16-18 - The77Sims - Bathroom Towel Set (Loft Towel Wall Decoration, Medium Towel 02, Thick Towel)
19 - Milla - 2SIS Ultra Bathroom Shampoo
20-22 - Chisami - LUSH Colour Supplements, LUSH Face Scrubs, LUSH Lip Scrubs
23 - ShinoKCR - Bathroom Classy Towel Bar (TSR)
24, 36, 38, 40 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 novvvas Lycka Bathroom Set (Toothbrush Cup, Shower Wall A, Shower Stuff, Shower Wall B)
27 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Slox Kopo Apato Set Hair Tie
28 - Milla - Gift 15 Bathrobe
29 - mochasims - Warsaw Medicine Cabinet Edit
30 - Julietsimscc - Leosims Bathslippers
39 - AroundTheSims - Ilonas Bathroom Towel Holder x5
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The superstar prompt was so sweet and special, really enjoyed it, you are such a talented writing.
I’m so curious about bucky and buck in this world, like how’d they meet or what their relationship dynamic is like or how it changes with time. Very excited for anything that you write.
thank you so so much i’m sooo overwhelmed that ppl seem to be liking it (elo too, i’ve been feeding all this back to them!) especially considering we’ve not posted any fic yet jgkgk we must have about 20k+ written but it’s all out of order bc we’ve extensively planned the whole thing and just keep writing bits we want to most instead of chronologically 😭 we really kept joking that it would have like 5 readers max when we finally start posting it but seeing that that’s not true we are working on being more organised lmaoo
they meet at a gig. john (vocals), rosie (guitar), and curt (drums) are punk band the b17s that need a new bassist. it’s kind of love at first listen for gale, and he ends up joining and leaving wyoming with them (he cannot play bass. rosie teaches him. he’s a very dedicated student and gradually becomes an animal on stage).
john n gale are head over heels. throughout the whole thing even though things get pretty bad and they probably should split about 70 times they never do and their love is really the whole thing that guides them through everything to the (eventual, very eventual) happy, not perfect but god happy, ending.
their dynamic changes many times, especially when gale gets into drugs with john (he was squeaky clean and sober when they meet). it changes depending on the drugs they’re doing too (gale on coke- euphoric until the months long comedown. john on coke- tense. john on heroin- distant. gale and john on heroin- inseparable, invincible, sharing one soul. gale on heroin- living on completely separate planets).
a lot of bad shit happens as you’d imagine. three (four?) overdoses, lying, arguing, one attempted murder (not between them lol). one actual murder (also not between them lmfao). two rock bottoms as low as you can go.
it’s also filthy. they fuck like insane people. in bathrooms, in bedrooms, in their makeshift studio, in their van, in clubs, at gigs.
and there’s so much love. they are so so in love despite it all. and they get off drugs in the end.
it’s not fluffy. the whole thing is for the sickos for sure. but it isn’t brutal all the way through. there’s a lot of genuine sweetness. it’s also really funny in parts. i’m really so touched that people are interested we did not expect that. it’s become wildly important to both of us. we are both addicts, and we love addicts so so deeply it’s a kinship like nothing else i’ve known to be able to write candidly about things a lot of people turn away from in discomfort and to turn to each other and say ‘writing that was rough’ or ‘writing that was so fun’ or ‘writing that made me horny’ or ‘writing that really made me want to do x again’ and your collaborator saying ‘well don’t, do it to john and gale instead’ and saying ‘yeah, that would feel a lot better’. and so far it has.
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Not an ELO post, but here’s a list if things, some tragic, some funny, some in the middle, that have happened at my trade school, because everyone needs to be aware of how insane this place is
• Literally my first day at this place, some kid in my class asked if he could animate 9/11 (same kid asked repeatedly for the first three days)
• The place almost caught on fire three times
• There’s this kid who peers over stalls while people are using the bathroom. It happened to my friend. My entire friend group calls him peeping tom. I have no idea what his real name is. Also the school knows and doesn’t care lmfao
• There’s this one bus all the “bad” kids go on, and all they do is make homoerotic comments at each other. It’s kinda funny.
• In the beginning of the year, there was this girl who was genuinely the most annoying girl on the planet. I’m usually a pretty calm person, but she got on my nerves so badly I almost left my trade school. She ended up getting kicked out bc she literally bullied people, but that entire era felt like a fever dream
• There have been multiple instances where the buses have smelled of onion due to people not bathing
• My friend giving himself asbestos poisoning, and my other friend making fun of him for it
• Me having to explain to that same friend (who gave himself asbestos poisoning) that John Lennon and Vladimir Lenin were two different people
• Casual threats daily (surprised the teachers haven’t tried to act on this one)
• One day, two kids came in offering to pull the fire alarm for $40 and BURN DOWN THE SCHOOL FOR $60. Those two are “bad” kids from my earlier bullet
• There’s possibly incest at this place. I’m not joking. My friend jokingly asked a couple if they were related, and they dodged the question, when it should have just been a simple no 😭
#putting elo tags bc i want people to see this#elo#electric light orchestra#non elo post#literal insanity#funny story#how my teacher hasnt quit yet is a freaking miracle#if you want more stories lmk
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