#pillow box

[anicasolevapapercrafts]

DIY Wedding/Valentines Pillow Box | DIY Gift Boxes | #shorts

[tarochimochi]

Man parents are so cool I wish I had some

Part: one of bfdi fan - parent project!

[jetpng]

Palestinian coin pin

Dome of the Rock keychain

"Palestine" heart enamel pin

"Revolution until Victory" pin

Olive handpainted dish

Khalili handpainted dish

Tatreez embroidered box

Khalili blue hand painted dish

Tatreez embroidered pillow

[natalievoncatte]

Spoilers for Arcane Season 2. Ending Spoilers.

The tables had turned, and now Vi was the one waiting. She was so tired, so utterly absolutely tired of being the one to helplessly watch. As she waited she flexed her fingers and tugged at her wraps, sometimes rolled her shoulder as if, suddenly, there was something she could do with all her strength. Her knuckles were still sore from punching the wall in Jinx’s cell.

It had all happened so fast. How long had it been? The sun had set, but she’d lost track of time. She wasn’t leaving this room, no matter what.

Part of her had almost run. When she lurched down from the hexgate, limping and dragging one depowered gauntlet with the other, spotting Caitlyn alive had made her heart sing, a bright spot that kept the hollow in her chest from collapsing in on itself and pulling her on with it. She had someone. She had a reason.

Cait saw her, took two steps, and collapsed in a heap, bleeding profusely from her left eye, her uniform soaked in blood from a gash on her flank.

Vi didn’t think she had it in her to run that fast. She’d ignored her own injuries. Nothing mattered but keeping Cait safe. Picking her up and carrying her left Vi herself covered in blood. There was so much, but somehow Cait was still breathing.

She lay in her own bed, chest softly rising and falling. She looked like she was merely asleep, unbothered even though the left side of her face was a mass of bandages and there was a bottle of fluids feeding into her arm.

Vi felt the silent presence in the room and glanced towards the door.

Tobias.

The last thing she remembered him saying in her presence was “what is she still doing here?”

He hadn’t said a word to her, even though she stood by for hours while he and the other doctors had worked on Caitlyn. Barely even looked at her. He wasn’t even the one who handed her a cloth mask to wear over her face and he said nothing to her of Cait’s condition or her prognosis.

It was the same when he came to stand by the bed. An awkward pall fell over the palatial bedroom and Vi couldn’t look at him. The man has already lost his wife and his daughter lay maimed in her bed and might not wake up. What was there to say?

He shuffled awkwardly and Vi noticed he was carrying something. He put the bundle on the bed.

“Clean yourself up. You’re filthy.”

Vi blinked. She’d discarded the jacket of her uniform, but the blood had soaked through to her undershirt, and she was battered and bloodied herself. She’d almost broken her arm and her right shoulder was screaming. Her clothes were crusted with dirt and other people’s blood.

He was not wrong.

“I brought you these, they’re mine. I don’t think anything of Caitlyn’s will fit you.”

Vi muttered a soft, confused “thank you” and took the bundle of clothes, briefly wondering where she should go, before she remembered that Cait had her own bathroom.

As Vi walked inside, she felt a cold rush on her skin. She still couldn’t comprehend that she was allowed here, among all this marble and brass. Cait’s bathroom was big enough to live in. The shower alone was as big as the hovel she’d been living in between bouts and binges.

As she began to undress she realized how tired she was. Every movement was stiff. As she peeled herself out of the uniform she unwrapped bruise after bruise, bloodstain after bloodstain, a road map of agony from head to toe.

The water was a revelation, almost unbearably hot. Old blood and grime sluiced between her toes as the water scorched her back and soaked her hair, the remaining dye sluicing in dark tendrils down her skin.

I don’t deserve this, she thought. I failed everyone. Vander is gone. Jinx is gone. I thought I could be free if I could let Jinx go, but am I free or just empty.

It should have been her.

Even Caitlyn’s towels were luxurious. She’d never felt anything so soft in her life. The heat had loosened her up a little but she still felt creaky and her joints ached. She picked up the shirt Tobias had brought her; she thought it was meant to sleep in. The fabric was even softer, and it felt alien on her skin. It hung too low thanks to Tobias’ height, but it was big enough for her save where her arms and shoulders strained the fabric.

Once she was dressed, Vi returned to the bedroom. She hoped desperately to step out and see Cait sitting up and talking but she was still just lying there, steady but shallow breaths and all, Tobias seated on the edge of the bed and fussing over her.

Vi took the same chair and sighed softly, feeling not much better, just cleaner.

“Let me look at you.”

His voice startled her so much that she simply meekly complied and let him examine the florid bruises on her hand where her knuckles had crashed into the cell wall, even when he gently cupped her chin and turned her head this way and that, staring individually into each eye.

“I know you must hate me.”

His hand fell away. He would no longer look at her. He stood up and turned around, peering through a gap in the curtains.

“I did at first. At first I was so angry. Her whole life, Caitlyn has been obsessed with these notions of justice and progress, with making the Enforcers honorable and just and helping the Undercity, making amends and rebuilding. She’s always had such a kind heart. Then this happened. The Undercity killed my wife, and to me you were the Undercity. Not to mention that every single time you bring her home she’s hurt, and worse than the last time.”

A cold ball clenched in Vi’s gut. He was right. How many more times could this happen before Vi was bringing him back a body and not his daughter?

She was the jinx, wasn’t she?

Tobias’ shoulders hitched and Vi realized he was crying softly.

“I lost one of the two people I live for in an instant… and then began watching the other slip away, piece by piece. Caitlyn became harsh and cold while you were gone. She barely spoke to me, instead spending all her time with that Noxian bitch and her pet whispering poison into her ear. I thought I’d lost her.”

He turned. “Then she brought you in her half dead and begged me to save you and she was just my little girl again, just for a moment.”

Vi’s head snapped up and their gazes briefly met before he broke away.

“Is she going to be okay?” Vi asked softly.

“Okay?” said Tobias. “Okay? I had to remove her eye, Violet. She’s lucky the dagger didn’t pierce her gut or she’d die of sepsis. Now you ask me if-“

He froze, giving Vi a shocked look before his face fell.

“I don’t know what things will ever be between the two of us, but we have her in common, I can see that. Yes, I think she will. My daughter is stronger than you think.”

“I know.”

He turned to leave, saying over his shoulder, “I’ll return in an hour to look in on her. I know what you’re thinking. It’s safe.”

After he left, Vi had to ponder what he meant by that, then it struck her.

Carefully, Vi climbed on the bed, settling beside Cait, nervously settling her weight into the impossibly soft mattress. The bed was so enormous that she had plenty of room.

All she wanted was for Cait to wake up, to hold her again. She had to settle for reaching across the bed and curling her aching fingers around Cait’s limp hand.

She was so tired. Fatigue pressed down on her like a weight and sank her into the bed. Before long, her eyelids grew heavy and she began drifting off despite wrestling to stay awake.

She woke in full dark, the lights doused. Someone had thrown a blanket on her and the bottle of drugs hanging beside Caitlyn had been replaced. Vi sighed, starting to pull her hand free of Cait’s.

She found she couldn’t. Cait’s grip was alarmingly strong weak but her fingers had curled around Vi’s palm and held fast. Her good eye was open, glittering brilliant blue in the dark.

“Violet?” Cait murmured, her voice small and parched.

“That’s my name,” said Vi. Her voice was thick and she choked up a little. “I’m here, Caitlyn.”

“Good,” Cait sighed. “If you’d died I’d kill you.”

Vi snorted.

“I didn’t say this before. I was afraid of what might happen if I did,” Cait rasped. “I love you.”

She squeezed Vi’s palm, not very hard but enough.

“You’re in love with an angry oil slick?”

“My angry oil slick.”

They were quiet for a moment. Cait turned and looked at the ceiling.

“I would understand if… if you feel differently after everything I did to you. I’m sorry, Vi. I’m sorry I hit you, I’m sorry I did those awful things.”

“Cait.”

“I was so angry, I couldn’t-“

“Cait,” Vi insisted. “I love you, too.”

Cait closes her eyes -eye- and smiled softly.

“So you’re in love with an unhinged mongoose?”

“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”

Cait laced her fingers through Vi’s and squeezed, hard.

“No. I am not letting go.”

[old-danmei-fan]

Late night LiuShen horny thought before bed.

Shen Qingqiu loves making Liu Qingge whimper and flush by calling him a good boy or good shidi.

Imagine a peak lord meeting where they are discussing the peak budgets or something and it's mentioned Bai Zhan isn't causing as much destruction (the peak lord is too busy getting bent over his shixiong's desk on the daily) so their budget is getting upped a little bit.

Shen Qingqiu is just leisurely fanning himself and drops a "What a good Shidi, taking care of his duties" or something like that while smirking and Liu Qingge just loses it.

Immediately turns beat red, yells SHEN QINGQIU and bolts out of the meeting. By the time Shen Qingqiu gets back to the bamboo house, Qingge is there and already naked in Shen Qingqiu's bed because he's got a raging hard on and his shixiong needs to take responsibility since he caused it.

[simdertalia]

🎀✨💗 ACNH Dreamy Cute Set 💗✨🎀

Sims 4, most base game compatible (Cute Bed requires City Living / Dreamy Bed requires Seasons. 37 items. Most items have extra swatches added by me 💗

I hope you enjoy!

Always suggested: bb.objects ON, it makes placing items much easier. For further placement tweaking, check out the TOOL mod.

LAMPS: My note for now on all lamps is that they need the brightness turned down in game for them to look normal. I have an issue in Blender with the vertex paintbrush just not working, it paints/refuses to paint wherever it wants no matter what I try. It's something I'm always looking for the answer to, and any other creator who likes any of the lamps is welcome to add vertex paint to them. I would update the file and add a credit to said creator.  BEDS: Most beds are made with the cot as the base (or other very simple bed object), it's difficult to find something to "work" with the ACNH mesh. I haven't yet 100% hashed out how to make them *perfectly* functional in TS4, but the sims will sleep on top of them.

Set Contains: Buy: -Bag Case | 7 swatches | 270 poly -Crown Decor 1 | 6 swatches | 1186 poly -Crown Decor 2 | 4 swatches | 1066 poly -Cute Bed | 7 swatches | 4734 poly -Cute Chair | 7 swatches | 1222 poly -Cute Lamp (turn brightness down) | 5 swatches | 1184 poly -Cute Loveseat | 6 swatches | 2390 poly -Cute Pillow Decor | 6 swatches | 214 poly -Cute Radio (functional) | 6 swatches | 1200 poly -Cute Sneakers Decor | 6 swatches | 800 poly -Cute Tea Table | 8 swatches | 1094 poly -Cute Tea Accent Table | 8 swatches | 1094 poly -Cute Vanity Table (accent table to allow BGC) | 7 swatches | 1140 poly -Cute Wardrobe Closet (slot on top) | 6 swatches | 1162 poly -Cute Work Bench (functional & slotted) | 7 swatches | 860 poly -Desk Lamp (turn brightness down) | 9 swatches | 374 poly -Drawings | 9 swatches | 6 poly -Dreamy Beads | 7 swatches | 1191 poly -Dreamy Beads Mid | 7 swatches | 2380 poly -Dreamy Beads Long | 7 swatches | 3569 poly -Dreamy Bed | 6 swatches | 1972 poly -Dreamy Shelf | 7 swatches | 1225 poly -Dreamy Shelf (decluttered & slotted) | 7 swatches | 60 poly -Glow Hearts Wall Decor | 16 swatches | 70 poly -Marker | 7 swatches | 64 poly -Organizer | 7 swatches | 254 poly -Saw | 10 swatches | 102 poly -Serena Doll | 1 swatch | 727 poly -Serena Doll (sitting) | 1 swatch | 659 poly -Serena Doll (functional toy) | 1 swatch | 829 poly -Toolbox | 7 swatches | 268 poly -Wall Art | 2 swatches | 40 poly

Build:Floor: Cute | 7 swatches | Linoleum & Tile Wall: Cute | 7 swatches | Paneling & Wallpaper Wall: Crown | 7 swatches | Misc & Rock & Stone Wall: Kiki Lala | 1 swatch | Wallpaper Wall: Sanrio | 2 swatches (My Melody & Hello Kitty) | Wallpaper

Type “acnh dreamy" into the search query in build mode to find  quickly. You can always find items like this, just begin typing  the title and it will appear.

As always, please let me know if you have any issues! Happy Simming!

📁 Download all or pick & choose (SFS, No Ads: https://simfileshare.net/folder/211950/

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Will be public on March 4th, 2024 💗

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-Dreamy Plushies Set -Heart Rug -Cloud Rug -Cat Teapot

The rest of my CC

[vintagehomecollection]

Low-level warmth. Following the gentle slope in a series of broad platforms, this deck incorporates a brick firepit into its lowest level. The zigzag pattern of floorboards and planters adds visual interest on the path from the shade pavilion to the lounging area around the firepit.

Deck & Patio Styles, 1996

[spirit-lanterns]

Are we perv!robin’s pillow princess? I wouldn’t mind her eating me out 24/7 to the point it’s just for her own pleasure rather than mine due to the overstimulation

Perv! Robin does have the teeny tiny need to completely dominate her girlfriend! Why do you think all her PH searches are “Dommy Mommy Halovian pegs her good girl” or “Mistress Halovian spanks her whiny brat” or something along those lines 😅

She’s very sweet and does not mind having gentle, vanilla sex with you, but Robin has that tiny craving of wanting to tap into her inner dominant side, so this is a little secret she keeps in her PH tabs. When you find out about it though, oh you’re more than ecstatic to “experiment” with Robin. She’d probably go on an online shopping sex toy binge, buying all the kinky sex toys she was too afraid to buy in the first place and waiting anxiously by the door. 💕

Expect like 14 packages delivered at your doorstep with the strangest shaped dildos, the most aesthetically pleasing handcuffs, and most intricate outfits ever. All that money from being Penacony’s golden star is being put to good use it seems…

[shiftythrifting]

Worcester, MA

[somegrumpynerd]

Too lazy to colour it but I shaded the movie night doodle! Up to you what they're watching

Also the next morning:

[xinyuehui]

-----⋆⭒˚｡⋆꒰☆ Faint Sensation 🍭

[cutiepieautistic]

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[itsguysnightitsironic]

*Pulls into the drive through*

Yeah, I can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhghhghhhhhuhhhuhhhhhhh/silly

Coming on, 2,50€, pull to the next window

[usercelestial]

i dont know what's going on in here anymore but i think buck needs to buy booty shorts that say "daddy's princess" on the ass and wear them in the locker room. gerrard quits on the spot.

[royalty-nobility]

Maria Luisa of Parma (1751–1819), Later Queen of Spain

Artist: Laurent Pécheux (French, 1729–1821)

Date: 1765

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City, NY, United States

Description

This portrait of Maria Luisa of Parma, granddaughter of both King Louis XV of France and Philip V of Spain, was sent to Madrid in advance of her marriage to her first cousin, the future Carlos IV of Spain. It is exemplary of formal eighteenth-century court portraits. Painted in Italy for Spanish eyes, it teems with French decorative arts, evidence of Parisian craftsmen’s international preeminence in the period. The bronze clock case is supported by an exoticized elephant, the gold snuff box is fitted with a miniature portrait of Maria Luisa’s future husband, and the impressive chair comes from a suite of furniture commissioned in Paris by her mother a decade prior.

[cowboatbeeboat]

Stowaway part 3.5 ‐ more stolen things

Part 1 Part 2 Part 2.5 Part 3 Part 3.5 Part 4