#tv planter box

[mordacitatis]

we had an orange bell pepper and saved the seeds. soaked in water for two days (to soften the outer layer and allow for easier growth) and now I have them all set out. i hope at least one manages to grow into a plant! i have one stashed in the garage, one in the room i keep my houseplants, and one outside on the porch. in the spirit of experimentation of course.

[id 1: a zoomed in image of seeds in water in a glass jar with little growths popping out of them. the jar is sitting on a white cotton cloth]

[id 2: two fancy feast classic chicken pate boxes and one chewy shipping box. each has a honeycomb cardboard piece taking up one half of the box, a recycled jar and cut up toilet paper and paper towel rolls on the other half, all filled with dirt]

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Taking Root 1

Warnings: non/dubcon, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Bucky Barnes

This AU is called Watcher Anonymous and will include different series for different characters. This is our introduction to Bucky and Leaf.

Summary: a neighbourly connection might be more than chance.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Bucky cracks his neck as he approaches the large windows. He rubs his eyes as he snarls at the sunlight peering back at him. Steve always leaves the curtains open. Always gone before Bucky drags himself out of bed.

He tugs them shut but stays close. It's not noon yet. She'll be out shortly.

He's not much for television. He tried a few TV series, some movies recommended on that chat, but he just can't keep his mind from running. It's why he wakes up late. Most nights, he doesn't even sleep. This is what keeps him enthralled. There's not much plot, but the main character is fascinating.

He swigs from his mug as the city street chugs from down the alleyway between their apartments. Her balcony is slightly lower. The perfect vantage.

Pathetic. That's what he'd call himself if he wasn't him. All those guys on that discord Steve found are that very flavour. But he's not them. They're all weirdo virgins. He's had plenty of women. More than enough. She's just different. Like him.

As if beckoned by his awakening, she appears. Her railing is curtained with ivy, enough that she doesn't think of modesty. He doesn't mind. She comes out wearing a loose sweater that reads SWEET in large caps and a pair of her frilly panties. He likes those ones, they ride up when she bends over to pick up the watering can.

She goes about her usual routine. She checks the leaves, waters the soil, untangles the overgrown stems, and treats the plants with rot or infestations. The cluster of plants takes up most of the space. She's like a little chipmunk among them.

She finishes and takes the can inside. The sliding door gives a generous view of her place. Inside, she lingers at the window ledge and checks the row of cactuses. He admires her devotion to those plants. She'll haven't the big square planters soon. A few of the tomatoes growing up the posts look close to ripe.

He rubs the cleft of his chin and his stubble makes a bristly noise. He backs away at the unnerving idea. It's too much. Too soon.

Fuck that. He's not that weirdo Jensen. He's been tailing his married boss for three years. Now that's fucking desperate. Besides, they all made a pact, as lame as it was. They're going to make their moves. Either do something or get over it.

Right. Finish the coffee and get your ass together, Barnes. He rinses the mug then goes to make himself human again. Show, brush the teeth, untangle your hair, tie it back, no one will know the different, clothes. Alright. It won't be so bad to get out and it'll get Steve off his back about Vitamin D. Funny, the sunlight only makes him feel worse.

He heads off with a cap pulled down low and his hands in his pockets. There's a shop down the way, they have tables outside full of seeds and little pots. And a coffee shop right next door. He could use a second cup. Maybe a third.

He stops by the display of plants on the corner. There's a big red sign marked 'End of Season Clearance.' Better late than never.

The old woman who runs the shop offers him a shallow box to put his purchases in. Some pansies and violets. He doesn't know. The colours are nice, he guesses. She tells him to get a nice long bed for them and he should be able to have a nice bunch before the frost.

He gets his coffee, agitated as he balances his starters in one arm, then heads home. He gets back to the apartment and leaves the box on the table. He doesn't touch them as he paces around. He goes to the window. She reading in her chair, reclined, one leg bent, sweater rumpling to expose a bit of tummy. He narrows his eyes. He reaches for the binoculars nearby. Oh yeah. He shouldn't be so into it but he can see a little bit of hair sticking out the edge of her panties. It makes him chafe in his jeans.

He backs up as his stomach growls. Fine. He eats grilled cheese and canned tomato soup. He's still groggy. He goes to the window again. He stays there until she's gone. The censor will let him know if she comes back out.

Steve gets home. He's in a rush. His bag clatters off the bench as soon as he lets go of it. He huffs and picks it up, scurrying around. Bucky doesn't ask. He's on his way to that volunteer gig. They both know why he's in such a hurry.

"Have fun," Bucky calls out from the sofa.

"Oh, flowers?" Steve pauses as his soles scuff.

"What's it to ya, punk?"

"Nothing. You know I got allergies, right?" He sneezes as if to make the point.

"Sure I do. They're going on the balcony... tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Steve asks. "Why not-- achooo!"

"Cool off," Bucky warns. "I'll cover them up."

"Ugh, I don't got time," Steve mutters. "See ya. Oh, and you probably don't want the cat chewing on those n-n-neith-- achoo!"

"She's off terrorising the mice," Bucky snorts. "Get out of here, Rogers."

The night rolls by slowly. Hours spent with his eyes open. On the couch until his roommate gets back. Then his bed. Back to the living room. Steve gets up to get ready for work at the museum. Bucky puts Alpine on his chest and scratches her chin. Her box needs changing.

The sunlight softens between the curtains as he's left alone. He lets the cat out with him as he angles the box of flowers through the door. He got the big trays too and soil. He'll replant it like she did hers. Or try to. Steve keeps saying the place needs a bit of home to it. Goddamn it, Steve, shut up.

He puts the flowers on the iron table and sighs. He doesn't know where to start. The squeak of a hinge makes him tense. It's hers. He knows it without looking. She yawns and he trembles, fighting not to look down at her. He can hear her sipping from her porcelain mug. Is it the one with the lillies or the roses?

"Are those Blueberry Swirl Pansies? Those are so pretty."

He doesn't move at first. She's talking to him. He knows it. His chest feels like it's full. He pushes away from the rail and checks the little tag then faces her. He gives a small wave.

"That's what it says, yeah."

He leans against the railing and looks up at him, "I love flowers, if you can't tell." She giggles and it's music in his ears. The kind that sticks in his brain and he'll keep hearing over and over.

"No, I can't," he chuckles. "Wouldn't mind a few pointers. Kinda new at this."

"Well, I'd start by keeping the cat out of them," she points and he turns to find Alpine digging in a pot.

"Right," he mutters. "Thanks."

[yourcutelittlegayfriend]

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Dear Mother, Goodbye

Yandere Platonic Bat Family x Neglected Regressing GN Reader

Warning this part contains : Death, Poverty, Bad English (So fckn bad), death?, saying bye bye to mommy, short chapt.

Note: MC will be gender neutral and no mention of specific physical traits except for general parts of the body, No mention of MC's name only with the queue of -...- will it be mentioned

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As the darkness consumes me, I let the bitting cold spread through out my body, closing my eyes and settle to the back of my mind where the thoughts and whispers of quiet voices echo before drowing me down to it's depths.

I remember

I remember how everything was simple, so nice, so kind and.....

warm.

Oh so warm, she was warm, her voice, her smell, her touch and her love? it was the warmest thing I have ever felt and yet it's the thing I can never have, not anymore-

As I opened my eyes to greet death instead a blinding light made be flinch before blinking and see a light down the tunnel of the abyss flickering then grew size and engulfed me.

Gasping I woke and see myself back to where everything I ever wanted be again, looking down I see my small chubby fingers as I curl it around my palms over before looking up and catch a sight of my blurry younger self sitting on the floor infront of our old box TV.

Looking around I saw glimpse of my old home-

a broken window that was hit by a brick from one of the drunk neighbors as I remember her turning red as she almost ripped the lock off the window to pry it open and hear her curse like a true sailor before turning around and hear me laughing for some reason -her calling me a weird baby before blowing raspberries on my cheeks- then fixing it by using packing tapes.

a few planters on the corners from when she met a nice botanist lady and talk her into having greens around the house since it was to create a nice environment for a baby especially in gotham.

And a few wallpers with newspapers taped to cover rips, tears or holes but she won't use the ones where 'he's' in front page which was almost always but-

It was a busted down and dirty home that held the most beautiful and warmest memories that I'm slowly forgeting as I am losing myself more bit by bit.

"......"

A hum and a voice broke me out of my thoughts as I turn my head to see a figure working around the kitchen behind the couch.

My breath hitch as I take a deep breath as I push myself up and stood up on my shaking legs before taking a step and another till I reach the corner of the counter as I hear her humming closing in, peaking my head I stare at the back of her form as she continues to stir a pot of stew that I grew to forget.

"........ma?". I whisper and I rounded the corner of the counter, watching with baited breath as she stops by the cue of my tiny voice and raise her head.

I watch and move closely as she turns her head but with my younger and lower height the light shines from the window on her head obscuring her face to my view, her face? what does her face look like? why can't I remember her face? What does she looks like? Why do I keep forgetting?! WHY DID I FORGET?! THAT'S YOUR MOTHER! WHAT KIND OF-?!

".....? Oh! Sweetie Oh my God! Come here! Mama's here!". Her voice broke pass the voices as I feel her hand cupping the back of my head as her arms wrap around me and pull me in.

Eyes wide open I stare at the back of her again but with my head on the crook her neck and her fingers run through my hair and scalp lulling me and my thoughts to calm down.

"Mama...mama...mama". I tried to talk to her but only one words comes out making me frustrated and angry as I grip the back of her shirt while I feel her body rumble from her humming and soft hushing.

"It's okay baby, Mama's here you're okay, you're okay". She whispers and lay a kiss on the side of my head as she moves to carry up and sway to lull me to sleep.

'Mama.....I miss you....I miss everything about you....I miss your touch, your smell, your love.........I don't wanna forget you please......'

As her humming echo around the room hitting the corners and wall, so was the darkness creeping in and wrap around my head, each sway of her body stirs my eyes to close and each melody made my heartbeat match to the tone.

"It's okay my little love Mama's right here, I'll stay waiting till you're ready but for now rest". Her voice speaks to me as my eyes finally closed and drift me back to the abyss.

"I love you Ma, goodbye".

I say my last farewell one last time before opening up to the world and catch my eyes glaring at the rear-view mirror, two pools swirling around filled up by exhaustion and pain hiding underneath a never ending dark pits of anger and malice.

"Oh Dear Mother, we'll be together soon"

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Oh god, my shayla! my shayla!

had to rush this cuz it came to me after having a tense talk and crying session with my own ma after dinner, jesus that woman- love her but goddamn she makes me cry too much (in a loving way like telling me she's happy for me and stuff)

(And also a bit of credit to @acid-ixx new update the ch.5 specifically I hope it's fine I just read yours before this happened and kind of borrowed some inspo soooo heh-)

Taglist (still open) later cuz I'm stuffed with Mango Graham float and other Christmas food.

[dscombobulate]

「 the grove apartment 」

— dakota visited her sister and baby niece in their charming and eclectic apartment by the beach.

living area

plaster wallpaper | ceiling fan, ficus tree, magazines, flower paintings, wall clock, tv , cable box, sofa & pillows, plant basket | strawberry triceratop | laundry basket | shoe bench | handbag | floral pennant | wreath | mirror | dvd player | book basket | end table

kitchen

windows | curtains | copperware rack | dining table | rug | calendar | fridge & microwave | gas stove | kitchen counters | shelving system | milkshake blender | blender | rice cooker & kettle | plate rack | egg case & hand towel | books holder, coffee bag, tea case, and bread box | tea planters | bottle warmer | box of eggs | recipes tin box | sandwich tins | tea tins | oreos | containers | food boxes & cans | cans | banana rack | tea box | toaster | breakfast cereal boxes

kids area

door | bunny rug | poster macrame | toy kitchen, shopping cart, and drums | bear | toy basket | pyramid toy | ceiling lamp & books | books | toy blocks | llama plush

bedroom

sheer curtains | rug | ceramic ceiling light | desk | desk chair | desk mirror | tablet | makeup bag | beauty case | makeup brushes | floor lamp | rattan mirror & macrame tapestry | palm vase | bed frame | mattress | end table

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[thebeast-dennis-etcetera]

Girls Night

“You owe me 200!”

“Fine! Just take all my money!”

You laughed, throwing the paper money at her and taking a sip of your wine. It was safe to say that you sucked at playing Monopoly. Ellie had ownership of all the railroads and utilities, Abby had at least 2 hotels on each of her properties, and Alex spent most of her time in jail.

It still wasn’t a match for you, who had 25 dollars to your name, 2 properties that only generated around 30.00 total in rent, and would miss the free parking space every chance you got. When your time came and you rolled the cursed dice, the Monopoly Gods decided to end your pathetic gaming reign by putting you in jail.

“Alright, well I’m out,” you stated defeatedly, taking a long sip of wine as your confirmation.

“Aw, it’s alright Y/N. Maybe you’ll do better the next game!” Abby tried but you shook your head with a quickness.

“Absolutely not. Not only is this game rigged to make me realize how terrible of a homeowner I am, but it lasts forever! Alex knows, she’s been in jail for the last three turns.”

“Hey, I don’t mind it. I just collect all my rent money while I’m in here,” Alex retorted.

You laughed as you heard the front door open and saw Jethro walk in with a grocery bag and a bottle of whiskey. You got up from your spot immediately, happy to see him home finally and walked over as he set the stuff down on the kitchen counter. He had let the team go home earlier in the night but told you he needed to stay behind to do some paperwork on their latest case. Abby was the first one to suggest the girls game night and it didn’t take much convincing of Ellie or Alex when the promise of wine, snacks, and a warm fire were included.

“Hey hun. You just missed my embarrassing defeat in Monopoly. Remind me to never play this game with your team again, they’re entirely too good. And I think Abby’s been hiding all the good chance cards up her sleeve.”

He chuckled as you gave him a welcome home kiss and started noisily poking around in the goods he had brought home.

“Ooh. Chips, dip and whiskey? You trying to butter me up sir?”

He smiled and pried the bottle from your hands. “Whiskeys mine. And it sounds to me like you’re already buttered up,” he teased softly, not wanting his special agents to hear your two’s playful PDA. With another small kiss, he walked out to the group of girls and surveyed the real estate war.

“Doing well Abbs. Bishop, I like your strategy. And Quinn, stop hiding in jail.”

“I’m not hiding! I’m just taking my time,” she defended as everyone laughed.

“I’ll be downstairs if you girls need me. Good night.”

They called out their farewells as he made his way into his little woodworking dungeon and you took your spot back, bringing the new snacks with you.

“Alright Banker Abby. I need a loan,” you pleaded.

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The clock read 11 pm once the girls left and you cleaned up your game space. In the end, it was Ellie who won, most likely due to her incredible NSA analysis skills and you had ended up with at least more than the small loan Banker Abby gave you. Once you put all the furniture back and glassware in the dishwasher, you made your way downstairs to see Jethro.

There was light country music and a muted tv playing as you watched him slowly move the sandpaper over his newest project. He had finished the boat a while back and offered to build you some beautiful planter boxes for the garden you wanted to start once spring came around.

It was always a treat for you when you watched him work. His movements were smooth and calculated, knowing just how much pressure to apply or what angle to use and seeing him wearing his tool belt and covered in sawdust just did it for you.

“You gonna stand there all night?” he called out with a smirk.

Walking over, you hopped up on one of the counters and took a small sip of his mason jar whiskey, slightly cringing at the taste.

“You know who would be really great for Ellie? Nick. I think their different personalities would really even each other out.”

“Rule number 12, sweetheart.”

You rolled your eyes at his comment. Since when do any of his subordinates follow it, including himself. You knew all about his past with the director and Sloan, he wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Rule number 83. Don’t be a hypocrite,” you quipped, making up your own rule.

He gave you the look that you see from him to his team all the time but it didn’t work on you so you just smiled cheekily back at him. He stopped sanding and came over, taking the glass from your hands and finishing the awful brown liquor, your arms snaking around his neck. He smelt like a lumbermill mixed with a distillery and you loved it. You loved it even more when you pulled him in for a kiss and tasted the leftover vapors of his whiskey on his tongue. The effect of drinking your 3 glasses of wine had you feeling warm and fuzzy and made Jethro’s touch electric.

When you two pulled away, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before speaking. “Let’s go to bed.”

Not needing any convincing, you nodded and he helped you down, taking off his toolbelt and carelessly dropping it on one of the tables before following you back upstairs.

[lillaydee]

Uncoupled - December Part 2

Roommate! Joel Miller / Reader

Two people leaving their marriages ended up going through the mandatory one year separation together before filing for divorce.

Nothing could possibly happen in a year, right?

WARNINGS: Alternate Universe - No Cordyceps Outbreak (The Last of Us), Ellie & Joel Bonding (The Last of Us), Good Parent Joel (The Last of Us), Soft Joel (The Last of Us), Joel Needs a Hug (The Last of Us), Hurt Joel (The Last of Us), Protective Joel (The Last of Us), No age gap, Roommate Joel, Teacher Joel, Handyman Joel, Insecure Joel, Minor Character Death, Grief/Mourning.

SERIES MASTER LIST

December Part 1

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Joel put his truck into gear and drove off, his heart heavy at the sight of a sobbing Ellie in front of your bakery, his cheek still tingling from the small peck you gave him, your whisper of ‘drive safely’ to his ear as you lightly hugged him before he left, still giving him goosebumps. He had picked Ellie up as usual, but instead of taking her home as he had done this past week, he dropped her off at the bakery. He needed to pick his Mama up back home so that she could spend Christmas together with you, Ellie, Tommy and Maria. Tickets for flights, trains or buses were nowhere to be found so close to Christmas, so he decided he would make the six hour journey to pick her up.

She had offered to drive, but his heart couldn’t take the thought of his mother making the drive alone in her old car in the cold. What if it started snowing? What if there’s ice on the road? No… so Joel decided he would leave immediately after school and the two of them could drive up together. He will drive her back after New Year. Fatigue be darned.

But this would be the first time in nearly four months that he wouldn’t be there at Ellie’s bedtime. The first time he wouldn’t be there to read a story for her or stroke her hair until she fell asleep on his lap while watching TV. He had promised her it’s just for a night, and the little girl had clung on to him like glue as he tried to pass her on to you; so hard, you had to peel her off him.

It’s so weird how attached he had become to this little girl, and her to him. He was never one of those men who hated children; he was a teacher after all. But since children was a far off topic with him and Jen, he had never imagined he would end up being this attached to one. Really. He loved that little girl so much he would be hard-pressed to believe he wouldn’t die for her.

And then, there’s you, and this ‘feelings’ he might have for you.

It’s not that he didn’t want to explore the ‘feelings’, it’s just that he really wasn’t sure. What if he told you how he supposedly felt, and it turned out to be a rebound thing? You were one of the nicest people he knew, and you were just as vulnerable as he was these days – he couldn’t do that to you. So until he was sure it was a real feeling he was feeling, he wouldn’t say anything. Until then, he will enjoy your company and just live in this fantasy land where you, him and Ellie were a family.

He glanced at the passenger seat as he drove. A basket full of the biggest thermos you found, filled to the brim with hot coffee, just the way he liked it, a big bottle of water and a massive container of assorted bite-sized pastries and biscuits and cookies from you, and a packet full of assorted gummy bears from Ellie’s personal stash accompanying him to make sure he didn’t go hungry or thirsty during the six hour drive. Had Jen ever done that for him? He once went to visit his mother for a week and came home to Jen leaving for a night out looking shocked he was back with a suitcase; she hadn’t even realized he had been gone, much less made up a care package for his journey.

But see, this was just one of those things that made him so confused about his feelings. Was he really attracted to you? Or was he just enamored by everything you did for him that Jen did not? When he sprained his shoulder building the planter boxes when the two of you had the house to yourself, you spent the night before Ellie came back icing his shoulder, even going so far as massaging it for him, your lips full of apologies and words of promises to make him all the rice puddings he wanted for making him build them for you. In truth, all you did was tell him your vision for the garden when spring came, but he got overexcited and just got to work. He loved that you shared that with him, that you asked for his opinion. He wanted to do that for you, he wanted to make you happy, because you made him so very happy.

When you were trying out new cookie recipes for the bakery, he became your tastebud, your sounding board, taking his opinions and recommendations into account. You were now talking about redoing Ellie’s room so that it didn’t look like an old lady’s room, and the other day, you were looking at pictures of kitchens, and googling how to repaint your kitchen cabinetry. He looked forward to it all. If not for nothing, he just wanted to spend time with you, work side by side with you. And he knew for a fact that you would welcome his help and company.

That was the other thing. You had never rolled your eyes in distaste for him, never dismissed him or his thoughts or his stories. You literally stopped what you were doing to listen to him, actually removing a pot off the stove once so you could turn and give him your full attention. He had to consciously remind himself to not talk to you when you were concentrating on something – you would definitely stop just to entertain him and his nonsensical ramblings.

He once asked Jen if she had seen his laptop, and she took a deep, annoyed breath as an answer. After that initial year of marriage, everything he did annoyed her. The first instance shocked him. He sneezed while dusting the TV cabinet once, and she snapped at him to sneeze quieter. He joked that if she could figure out how he could control his sneezes without bursting a blood vessel, he would gladly do it, and she grabbed her car key and left for the night, screaming in frustration. He remembered standing there in shock – had he crossed some line he didn’t know existed or something?  

After that day, everything slowly changed. He got yelled at because she came home and there was dinner on the stove. She had a dinner to go to, who the fuck was going to eat that? He ended up taking the food to school for lunch that week, but he didn’t see what the big deal was. So she had a dinner – she didn’t tell him that, so he cooked, and that, apparently, merited a yelling.

And if he dared burp in her presence, or God forbid, cut a fart… oh… how could he do such disgusting things in her presence.

The first time he accidentally farted in front of you, he froze. Ellie let out an eww, so he very quickly said sorry. You didn’t even look his way. You just said, ‘it’s alright,’ lifted your own butt and cut one right back at him, grinning at him so widely he couldn’t help but laugh until he cried. Ellie kept her fingers on her nose until she was blue in the face but ended up laughing with both of you anyway.

So, was he falling for you, or was life just easier with you? Was the joy he was feeling every time he stepped into your company proof that he’s in love with you, or that he had been treated so negatively by his ex that he was confusing the relief he felt with love?

He did know one thing for sure though.

God, he missed the two of you already.

He had been on the road for around four hours when his phone rang. When he realized it was you he slid the answer button so fast he almost dropped the phone from the holder. You apologized profusely for calling, but Ellie refused to go to bed without saying goodnight. He told her a short story his Mama used to read to him before saying goodnight, the little girl mumbling ‘goodnight old man’ as she drifted to sleep. You whispered to him that she was out, and he could hear you close her door. You asked him where he was, how long of a drive he had left, and if he needed company for the rest of his journey.

He said yes to your company so quickly his cheeks felt hot at his desperation. But you just laughed.

You basically kept him company, telling him the drama that was Ellie during dinner, wallowing in the fact that he wasn’t there as if he had been gone a month, making his heart clench. You told him about the Karen that tried to exchange cookies bought from another bakery for yours because yours were nicer, making his blood boil at the thought that someone was so rude to you. You kept him talking, but not distracted, making sure he was not nodding off while driving.

This was the other thing about you. He felt as if you cared about him. The snack basket, the lunches you packed for him, the check ins whenever he’s not at home, your interest in his family, always asking about Tommy and Maria and his Mama. He off handedly mentioned something his Mama had begun crocheting and you asked him the next time he got off the phone about that particular project, whether she had finished it, if she liked the end product. He separated the beansprouts from his meal at dinner once, and all of a sudden, beansprouts no longer appeared on his plate. You paid attention. You cared.

In no time at all, he had pulled into his Mama’s driveway, shocked that two whole hours had breezed by since you called him. You were in the thick of telling him some idea Frank had about the Christmas cake, so he cut his engine and sat there, taking the phone from the holder, listening to you ramble on about the silly idea Frank had, and the back and forth he and Tess had about it, laughing at your story telling talents.

His Mama knocking on his window made him jump. He opened his door and told you his Mama was there. You just started speaking to her as if you had known her forever, despite never having met before. You ended the call, much to his disappointment, telling him to get a good night’s sleep and to text you when he’s leaving the next day.

“Hi Mama,” he greeted her with a kiss. He picked up the backpack he had brought with him and the basket of snacks you had provided, putting his arm around his mother’s shoulder before walking in with her.

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Anita Miller was an observant woman. She may not be the richest, or the most educated, but she was an observant woman. She also had a sixth sense of sorts, about the people she loved and those around them. When she got pregnant with Joel, she knew before she even missed her period. She knew he was there. He was an easy pregnancy. She didn’t get sick, she felt energized for much of her pregnancy, he hardly gave her any discomfort, just turned every now and again, a small kick or two, making her feel as if she had butterflies in her stomach and the labor was a breeze, considering it was her first pregnancy.

And that was how Joel was as a son. He was easy. As a baby, he hardly ever cried, just ‘complained’ when he wasn’t comfortable or was sick. He was the child who sat still when visiting other people’s homes, who helped with dinner, who cleaned up after himself, who never got in trouble at school. He was such an easy baby; she and Jake were tricked into believing child-rearing was easy. That her friends and family who complained raising children was the hardest job in the world were exaggerating. So they tried for a second baby.

She knew from the start Tommy was going to be… challenging. The morning sickness, the body aches, the food allergies, the ‘Tommy’ kicks, the extra strength Brackston’s Hicks, the bedrests, the labor… oh… the labor…

Tommy was the kid who couldn’t sit still, who Joel helped calm down, who screamed his lungs off at every discomfort, who Joel comforted, who raided people’s pantries and toyboxes when visiting, which Joel put right, who left a mess, which Joel cleaned up, who got detentions every single week, where Joel waited for him, who got into fights with just about everyone at school, which Joel defended him for, who couldn’t decide on a future, which Joel advised him for, who went through girlfriends like he was changing his clothes… where… Joel had to help break the news to the unfortunate girls for.

When Anita first heard about Maria from Tommy, she had a feeling. She heard him as a different person when he told her he met someone. Even on the phone, she knew. She knew this was the woman he was going to marry. She saw how Tommy mellowed around the time he met her, and he had matured to be the responsible man he was today. And when she finally met her, her hunch was confirmed. Maria was his other half. She completed him. Anita knew. She felt it.  

Joel, on the other hand, met Jen the day he started high school, became good friends with her, and stuck with her. As he and Jen went through all those stages everyone went through, right to adulthood, he stuck with her, as she pulled farther and farther away from him.

The first time Jen came to the house for a school project with Joel, Anita didn’t think anything. They were friends. But the moment Joel told her they were a couple a few years later, she felt… something. She was shocked, to be honest. Jen was not someone she ever thought Joel would be with, even if they had been friends for a while. As they grew older and their relationship blossomed further, Anita tried hard to make peace with it. Jen was a sweet girl, and Anita had nothing against her. She just… had a feeling. Something was not right. But her son believed he was happy. And Joel had never given her grief about anything. So she went with it. As long as her son was happy.

But then she watched that once sweet girl turn into the ambitious, callous, rude, selfish, cold-hearted person she was now. She saw how heartbroken her son was. Even though he played it down every time he talked to her, she knew. She knew her son was unhappy. She saw how Joel had to work too hard to make this girl happy. He would work extra hours to buy her a present, saved and starved to get her something she wanted, especially since she started college. She saw how Joel felt he needed to work for her love, her attention. He was always trying to prove his worth to her. And she saw how disappointed he was every time his efforts were downplayed. She saw with her own two eyes how this once sweet girl chastise her son for letting her stay over. For buying her something on her birthday. For spending money on her.

She heard from Tommy how this once sweet girl broke her son’s heart, blatantly cheating on him and shoving it in his face. She saw how she made her sweet boy smaller, quieter, sadder. It broke her heart so much that she nearly jumped with joy when he finally told her he was leaving her.

And then, he moved in with you. She felt it. He changed. He was himself in ways she didn’t even know he could be. He was happy. Really, really happy. He was relaxed. Rested. Comforted. Content. She asked Tommy about it. And Tommy let slip that Maria and her good friend Tess may or may not have orchestrated this whole living arrangement out of a hunch. A hunch, Anita had to say, she shared wholeheartedly.

Joel just sounded… different. The very first time Joel introduced her to you via Facetime, she just felt it. She had a feeling.

A good feeling.

Although, her oldest boy kept insisting that you were no more than a friend. A roommate. His best friend these days. And yet, she could hear his smiles and his expanding heart every time he talked about you and Ellie, which was every single time he talked to her. As soon as he moved in, stories about the little girl Ellie filled her heart. Joel couldn’t stop talking about her. Pictures upon pictures of Ellie was shared, Anita had a hard time believing she was not her grandchild at all. Facetimes with Ellie was a regular thing, which you sometimes join in on. She found herself missing you and Ellie, despite never meeting, and would beg Joel for stories about her, about you. Every time she went shopping, she found herself buying things for you and the little girl, and earmarking recipes for you to try. Anita had to remind herself that you were his landlady, not his girlfriend. But my God, she liked you.

She had a feeling.

And tonight, as she watched Joel sit in his parked car talking to someone on the phone, she didn’t need to ask who he was talking to. She saw it on his face. His tired, worked all day and drove all evening face.

She knew he was talking to you.

She had a feeling.

And when she found out you had kept him company for the final two hours of his drive and had packed a basket full of snacks for him so he wouldn’t go hungry during his drive, she found herself liking you more.

When she heard him talk on the phone in his room before bed, laughing and giggling with someone she couldn’t see, she didn’t have to ask who it was either. And when he called someone before leaving early the next morning, the smile on his face as he assured the other person that he will drive safely, stop if he felt tired and text if he did stop anywhere, as well as the smile that lingered for ages on his face as he drove the two of them back to his new home told her everything she already knew. He was talking to you.

She had a feeling.

**********

Joel’s truck had hardly entered the driveway when the front door flung open. A little girl, wrapped in a thick jacket and wool hat was standing right in the doorway - practically giddy with excitement as Joel muttered to himself ‘no, no, no, don’t come out yet sweetie, it’s not safe’ – and waited until he killed the ignition before running towards the driver’s door and launching herself at him as soon as he opened it, climbing aboard onto his lap and hugging him with all her might. She then shyly peeked at Anita, saying hi in the sweetest voice Anita had ever heard since her own boys said their first words.

Her own side of the door opened, and Anita was greeted by the sweet, adorable face she had met on Facetime, jumping out to give you a hug. She felt as if she had known you forever, and you, her. Joel came around the truck, Ellie still clinging onto him, giving you a kiss on your cheek and quick hug hello. As you pried the little girl off Joel, telling her Joel must be tired, let’s not cling to him like that, okay, Anita felt it again.

She had a feeling.

Joel carried her many, many bags into his room with Ellie’s usual brand of ‘helping’, letting his Mama have his room for the two weeks she would be staying – he would be staying in Ellie’s room. You and Anita were already like a pair of old slippers, you telling her to sit down as you served lunch for the four of you, her shushing you and helping set the table anyway.

Lunch was a merry occasion, and Anita felt welcomed and right at home, Ellie sitting between her and Joel, chattering as if she hadn’t seen Joel in a week, telling him everything he had missed since he left them not 20 hours ago. Then came the conspiratorial whispering, one that had been happening a lot over the last week, you told her. It’s a surprise, he told you, winking cheekily at Anita with a smile.

Tommy called a few hours later, asking if he and Maria could trouble you to come over for dinner – as if he needed to ask. You had never minded if the six of them dropped by unexpectedly. Plus, Anita hadn’t seen Maria in person since she got pregnant, so she was very excited for her son and daughter in law to come visit, promising his and Joel’s favorite meal for dinner. She asked if you would mind taking her to the store so she could buy some ingredients? You, of course, didn’t, just as she expected.

She separated from you for a while as she was looking for something, so you took the opportunity to get some stuff for the house. You were getting Joel’s usual brand of shampoo when a sharp tap on your shoulder made you look.

Jen. In all her immaculate perfection. Honestly. You felt like a frumpy old lady every time you saw her.

“Come to your senses yet?” she snarked, her eyes giving you a once over, checking your comfortable shoes, your warm but less than stylish jacket and the peeling old purse you were holding, the one Max bought you with his first pay.

“What do you mean? Come to my senses about what?”

“Look at yourself. I wouldn’t be caught dead looking like that in public, and here you are.” She snapped a picture of you, messy ponytail and all, and typed a quick text before sending the picture to someone. “I don’t even want to imagine what you looked like at home. And to think he left me for you. Don’t you realize you are not his type? Why would he lower his standards to be with someone like you?”

“I think he left you because you cheated on him, Jennifer, and may I say, she looks much better than you did before all the surgeries.”

Jen’s face snapped at the sight of Anita appearing behind you, placing a few items into the cart. She composed herself and forced a smile on her face.

“Anita… I’ve missed you… how are you Mama?” She tried to hug Anita, but the older lady took a step back.

“You missed me? The last time you saw me you called me ‘an intrusive old lady’, you know, as you were screaming at Joel to send me home.”

“Well, I was having a hard time back then…” Jen waved her hand as if what Anita just shared wasn’t the most horrifying thing you could think of being said to her.

“Yes… cheating must have been very difficult for you. Anyway, nice to run into you. I hope that doesn’t happen again. Come on, Lily sweetie, let’s go home. Joel and Ellie are waiting.”

She slipped her hands through your arm and guided you out of there, Jen standing there, stewing at the thought of her soon-to-be-ex-mother-in-law calling you ‘sweetie’ when she was never granted such a term.

“I knew you’ve always hated me,” she screeched out after the two of you.

“Really? I wonder why,” Anita dryly replied.

She paid for the purchase, fending off your protests and sweet talking the cashier into taking her card instead of yours, helped you load everything into the car, got in, and heaved a huge sigh of relief as the two of you buckled up and waited for the engine to warm up.

“You know, I never liked that bitch.”

**********

Joel showed you the message Jen sent him while you were at the store. A picture of you with the text – ‘I can’t believe you dumped me for this’. He hugged you, asking you if you were okay, knowing that she must have confronted you if she was that close to you to get a picture.

Anita told him what happened, and he kissed her, thanking his Mama for defending you. He hugged you again, apologizing for Jen’s words. You waved it off, it wasn’t his fault, you told him. She’s right, you muttered to yourself when you were sure Joel was out of earshot, greeting Tommy and Maria at the door, both of whom quickly smothered Anita with hugs and kisses as Anita cooed at Maria’s belly.

You unpacked the shopping while Anita, her two boys and Maria were merrily chattering while dinner was being prepped. She was making the boys’ favorite stew. When Jake Miller died, Joel and Tommy were only seven and four. His pension was hardly enough to cover half the expenses, so she would make that stew to save cost. It quickly became the boys’ favorite meal, she told you. She’ll teach you how to make it, it might come in handy, she said.

“It’s true. Sucks the grump away from both of them like that,” Maria said, snapping her fingers, her mouth full of the leftover Christmas cookies you had brought home from the bakery the night before.

You laughed, Joel and Tommy kissing their mother’s cheek, so much love in their eyes for her. You kept unpacking, your eyes glued to how happy Joel looked that his mother was here, absent mindedly taking out a plastic container that rattled. Upon realizing what it was, you shrieked and threw it onto the counter, taking a step back, looking at it in horror.

Ellie ran in, panicked at hearing you scream. Joel immediately going over to you, asking you what was wrong, did you hurt yourself? Was there a spider? What? Ellie peeked on the kitchen counter and saw what you just tossed. Recognition immediately filled her features, and she started laughing uncontrollably.

“What? This?” Joel asked, picking up the item you tossed.

It was a container of raw kidney beans.

He showed it to you, asking you if that was what you were scared of.

You froze and took a step back.

“When she was my age Daddy told her she needed to put them up her nose if she wanted to get the good presents for Christmas. She put so many up there her nose bled, and her head rattled. Grandpa had to take her to the hospital. The whole family missed Christmas that year.”

“Wait, that’s where Beans came from?” Joel asked, a sweet smile forming on his face.

You bit your lips, shame flooding your face. Fuck. Secret’s out.

But then you sort of saw the funny side of it and snorted. You nodded slowly, your eyes closed, your face scrunched up in embarrassment.

“So you don’t buy kidney beans?”

“Only the canned ones. Never the dry ones.”

Anita snorted, and the rest followed. You laughed with them, bent double from the silliness of it all. Joel gave you another hug, kissing you on the head.

“You’re adorable,” he said, before he could stop himself. You blushed and smacked his arm, continuing your unpacking, laughing as you did so, shoving the beans and a few other items into his hand telling him to store them in the pantry.

Anita was an observant woman. She watched every time Joel looked at you, which, if her watch was right, was every few seconds any time the two of you were in the same room together. She watched as he touched you every chance he got. She watched as his face lit up every time you talked, blushed every time you were looking at him. She watched as her oldest son’s face morph into longing and yearning every time you were not. She watched as he clung on to every word you said to him. She watched as he smiled and relaxed in your presence. She watched as he bounced around the house with you with ease, as you laughed with each other.

She watched. She observed.

She knew.

She had a feeling.

Her oldest son was head over heels in love.

For real this time.

And she was all for it.

---

December Part 3 - The Show, The Purses, The Mistletoes

[smulie]

A Simple Touch - living room catalog Top Photo: 1. upper body planter | 2. flower vase * | 3. mini statue | 4. frame tv | 5. wicker box ** | 6. stately fireplace | 7. vogue plant ** | 8. Armchair & stool ***

Bottom Left: 1. glass frame | 2. flower vase ** | 3. bookstack | 4. 3 wick candle * | 5. west wing cushions * Bottom Right: 1. wall painting | 2. square painting | 3. victorian oil painting | 4. boho corner console * | 5. gym bag * As promised friends, an interior ‘lookbook’. My way of showing how much I appreciate the love shown over the last few months. I truly cannot thank y’all enough! 💜💜💜

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[simstorian-blog]

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Harlix

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Busy Bee (Glass Jars, Pen Holder, Pencil Case)

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Brownstone Pt. 1 (Sink, Shelves)

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Osaka Lamp Oval Large

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Ravasheen

Knit Happens Clutter

Procrafination

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Sooky88

Justina Blakeney x Loloi Area Rug

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[hermaximalismhome]

HOME TYPE: Apartment

LOCATION: Bushwick, Brooklyn, New York

STYLE: Colorful, Industrial, Maximalist

BEDROOMS: 2

SQ FT: 747

PAINT & COLORS:

All Rooms — Benjamin Moore “Bancroft White (DC-01)”

ENTRYWAY

Coat Rack — ​UTIL

Flowerpot — &Tradition

Taiwanese Mailbox — Yun Hai Selection

Small Rectangular Mirror — HAY

Wall Ledge Shelves — Lichen NYC

Super Stripe Mini Rug — Verloop

Stripe Dog Bed — Dusen Dusen

KORSNING Rug — IKEA

LIVING ROOM

Sofa — Modern Hill

Shlf One Layer — KIOSK48TH

Shlf Three Layer — KIOSK48TH

The Blot Rug — Mush Studios

The Dandi Pillow — Mush Studios

Tubo Bookend — Bi-Rite Studios

Fenestra Bookends — MoMA Design Store

Sowden Tin — HAY

Sowden Water Bottle — HAY

Pillar Candle — HAY

PC Portable Lamp — HAY

Hemisphere Clock — Design Within Reach

Kirby Vase — Areaware

XL Globe Floor Lamp — Urban Outfitters

KITCHEN

Aluminum Float Shelf — Bestcase

Great Jones x Fellow Kettle — ​Great Jones

Great Jones x Zander Schlacter Dutch Baby — Great Jones

Bodum Programmable 12-Cup Coffee Maker — MoMA Design Store

Salt & Pepper Grinder — Mohd

Toaster — Mohd

Arcs Case — HAY

DINING ROOM

Memphis Dining Chairs — ​Betsu Studios

Daphne Concrete Dining Table — Urban Outfitters

Frame TV — Samsung

Frame TV Wall Mount — Samsung

BEDROOM

Bookcase Miniature — Memphis Milano

Shiva Vase — BD Barcelona

Super Lamp — Memphis Milano

The Dune Rug — Mush Studios

BLOQUE 7 in Sottsass Red — Bonne Choice

Aria Headboard — Urban Outfitters

Roma Wavy Wall Mirror — Urban Outfitters

Credenza — CB2

Bed Frame — Keetsa

Stripe Knit Throw — ​Verloop

Object Poster — Gustaf Westman

SOWDEN PL1 Portable Lamp — MoMA Design Store

Shaped Pillar Candle — H&M Home

A thing on a table in a house — Apartmento

Wallpaper* City Guide — Wallpaper

IDROTTSHALL Rug — IKEA

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Shogun Lamp — ​Artemide

Pier Shelving System — Design Within Reach

Uten Silo Large — Herman Miller

Perpetual Ring-A-Date Wall Calendar — Home Union NYC

Anya Sconce — Urban Outfitters

Striped Canisters — Dusen Dusen

Everybody Kitchen Timer — Dusen Dusen

Everybody Tissue Box — Areaware

Pesa Candle Holder — Hem

Molino Grinder — Hem

Handmade Storage Boxes — HKLiving

Eames Construction Toy — MoMA Design Store

Scape Trays — Areaware

Stacking Planter Chrome — Areaware

Strata Plant Vessel — Areaware

Recess by Mush rugs — Mush Studios X Urban Outfitters

[lucythornwalter]

Wait a minute, I hear you say. Why are we starting with Felicity? She’s neither the first girl to be released (that’s technically a three-way tie, but the honor is usually given to Kirsten) nor the earliest chronologically (that would be Kaya). What is it about her that means she deserves the first entries in this project?

Well, she might not be the first for Pleasant Company, but she was the first for me. In 1998, when I was five years old, I saw a single volume of one of Felicity’s books in a spinning book rack at a Hallmark store, and I asked my mother to buy it for me based on the cover art and the title (it was Felicity Saves the Day, and the cover features her riding a horse and looking determined but frightened). I read it in the car, and then read it again, and read it again. I was already fascinated by history and specifically by material history, by books about ordinary life in the past and books about artifacts and customs. An Usborne book about life in the medieval era was one of my favorites, alongside another Usborne book about world geography that talked about languages and religious beliefs. I also loved children’s-aimed history books and movies like An American Tail, even as much of the subtle commentary went over my head. I loved The Wizard of Oz and its period setting, and this was also the year I discovered Annie through the 1998 Wonderful World of Disney adaptation. In 1999 I became hooked on A Little Princess and The Secret Garden, and Cosette from Les Misérables and a kids’ graphic novel adaptation of Oliver Twist. I had a box set of the Little House books and had a favorite (On the Banks of Plum Creek, if you were curious. Yes, I’m aware of the irony of being indigenous and liking these books as a kid, but my parents were more concerned with making sure I never watched the turboracist Westerns when they came on TV, and by comparison the near-absence of Native people in the Little House books was pretty tame).

Essentially, I was exactly the kind of person who’d become fully fixated on the American Girl books, and on opinionated and spunky heroines like Felicity in particular.

So. Who is Felicity Merriman?

Felicity Merriman is the eldest child of Edward and Martha Merriman, who live and work in Williamsburg in 1774. Edward Merriman is a genteel tradesman who owns a prosperous general store, and Martha is the daughter and probable only surviving child of an unnamed Virginia planter who owns a substantial estate called King’s Creek. Felicity’s younger siblings are Nan, William, and Polly. Her best friend is Elizabeth Cole, a recently-arrived new colonist from England whose family is deeply loyal to the British crown. Her books are primarily about struggling to find her place as a straightforwardly masc-of-center tomboy who prefers crossdressing and working in the trades to mending and cooking, and about the social divides caused by growing anti-monarchist sentiment in the American colonies and how her friendships and morals are impacted by the political turmoil.

Felicity Merriman is also a slaveowner, from a slaveowning family, and at no point do the original six books manage to address this. In fact, they actively avoid it – the status of her father’s assistant Marcus as an enslaved person is only confirmed in the “Looking Back: A Peek Into the Past” section of Meet Felicity once, and while it’s acknowledged that King’s Creek Plantation is a slave-worked plantation with slave quarters, the text of Felicity Saves the Day never states outright that she interacts with slaves despite the illustrations depicting her in the fields alongside them. There’s a darker-skinned woman named Rose who assists her mother domestically, and unlike Marcus she is never confirmed to be either enslaved or free, forcing me to come to the conclusion that she’s probably also owned by the Merriman household and thus by Felicity.

This is the original and damning sin of Felicity’s books and character concept, and it cannot be escaped. Felicity’s social status protects her from a lot of misbehavior and allows her the luxury of a leisurely girlhood with easy education and no expectation that she work for a living beyond being a genteel housewife. She has to pitch in around the house along with her mother and Rose, but she has plenty of time to ride horses and play with her siblings, and she gets away with doing nothing all summer while her laundry and mending and food are all magically done with no effort from her.

This is also one of the twin original and damning sins of America-as-settler-colony – the irony of slaveowners calling for and fighting for a narrow definition of freedom with broad ideals that they only want to take for themselves is at this point a very old topic of conversation. The other sin, the theft of land and the genocide of Native people, isn’t mentioned at all in Felicity’s books. Felicity Saves the Day is at least conscious of the casual cruelty of the Merrimans and devotes much of its Looking Back chapter to discussion of plantation life for slaves, but the only mention indigenous people get is a comment in Meet Felicity that we lived in North America for fifteen thousand years prior to European settlement. Where did we go? What happened to us? Pleasant Company isn’t that concerned with the question.

As a result, Felicity’s books are best read with something of a critical eye. Once you see how completely and how purposefully slavery is erased from her daily life, it becomes impossible to ignore, and kind of drowns out all the other things that are still excellent. And that’s a real shame, I think. There’s a lot to be examined here, about girlhood in the 1770s and girlhood in the 1990s, about class and gender and how those things impact and frustrate Felicity, about how she grows in confidence and about her sense of justice. Those things had an impact on me – I was inspired by her at five years old and I can recognize that fondness and desire to be just like her now, twenty-six years later.

Ultimately, I can love and appreciate what I, personally, internalized about her story and her journey to womanhood, but I’m never going to be able to uncritically lose myself in her world again. That’s the best and most comprehensive introduction I can give, and even that isn’t enough to effectively answer for what Pleasant Company chose to do. I can’t defend it, and I won’t defend it, but this was neither the first nor last book series I loved that was written by racists. I love it enough to say it fucked up badly, and I will be talking about this as it comes up (or doesn’t) in the text. That’s the best I can offer.

So let’s Meet Felicity.

[hamsterbellbelle]

Additional CC list for Harajuku 2077 Girl Apartment🎦:

Bag - A - B - C || Bathroom clutter - A - B || Bathroom mirror || Bowls || Box || Brick wall || Bunny pillow || Card wallet || Cardboard rug || Cat pouf || Cereal || Chair with clothes || Circle painting || Clothes clutter/shoes || Cloud mirror || Coat rack || Conduit || Cookware(dirty) || Counter || Cute planter || Decor tablet/Paw markers || Divider || Doll (Teddy) - A - B || Door curtain || Drink crate || Entrance shelf || Floor dirt || Folding chair || Fridge || Hamper (deco) || Hot cocoa || Hotpot (deco) || Japanese lamp || Kawaii bubble tea || Kitchen bottle || Kitchen rack || Lantern || Laser wall light || Magazines || Mirror/dolls || Modular sofa/Vinyl stacks || Neon - Dragon - Lizzie's - Rainbow ceiling - Sakura || Plastic stool || Posted notes || Posters/floor clothes || Posters || Potato plush (doll) || Rice cooker (deco) || Robe || Rug || Rug ||

Shoe box/plant/trashcan || Shoe rack/tray || Shower caddy || Sink || Sink || Soda can(crashed)/Chips/mails || Square fan || Stacked cereal boxes || Stickers || Stacked cups || Stove || Surge plug/phone (deco) || Tablecloth || Teapot || Thrown clothes/jacket/floor lightbulb || Tissue box || Toilet paper || Toothpaste || Towel || Used tissue || Vinyl/shelf/amp || Vinyl || Vinyl || Wall dirt || Wallpaper - A - B - C - D || Wardrobe || 🐹             🐹             🐹             🐹             🐹 Animated magazines/stacked || Coat rack || Cyberpunk decal || Cyberpunk divider || Cyberpunk poster || Cyberpunk record player || Cyberpunk TV || Elevated microwave || Suitcase laptop ||

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Unpleasant Company: An Every Lot Challenge Challenge

inspired by James Turner *This challenge incorporates mods and cheats and was designed with all the packs in mind, feel free to change the rules around to fit your game.

The Premise:

In a Stardew Valley moment, Angela and Lilith Pleasant have inherited a farm in Chestnut Ridge. However, it's in disrepair. In order to sell it, you need to live there for a while (perhaps a long while...) and fix it up! You will have a list of goals to perform, with every goal, you can remove a lot trait or challenge. Once you've completed all the goals and removed all the challenges and negative lot traits, the challenge is over (as long as you've repaired the relationship between the sisters...) In order to formally finish the challenge, Angela and Lilith must have a dynamic of close, a full relationship bar, and be BFFs. Sounds simple enough, right? Oh, by the way, you're only allowed to leave the lot once a week (see rules below).

The Setup:

The Sims:

Create two YA sims. They can be Angela and Lilith but they don't have to be. You could even try it with a married couple like the Pancakes by adjusting some rules. The world is your oyster. Their traits should conflict (make sure they have awful compatibility!), but you have some freedom with this. I used EA's traits for the twins (Neat/Outgoing/Ambitious for Angela, and Slob/Loner/Kleptomaniac for Lilith). I gave them both the Dastardly bonus trait because I like things difficult I guess. You'll be completing several aspirations for each Sim, but you're not allowed to change the bonus trait. Once you have the sims, move them into any lot, they won't be there long. To Angela (or whoever your "Paragon" is, add the following traits using mods and/or cheats: Top Notch Infant, Top Notch Toddler, Responsible, Emotional Control, Mediator, Good Manners, Compassionate, High Self Esteem. Your Paragon either graduated high school as valedictorian or they graduated early. I also gave Angela the People Person lifestyle. For Lilith (or your "Rebel"), add: Unhappy Infant, Low Self Esteem, Bad Manners, Irresponsible, Uncontrolled Emotions, Argumentative, Insensitive (called "Unfeeling" in the game's code which I find very confusing). Lilith either dropped out or was expelled from high school and is not going to go back. I took everything a step further and made everything about them opposite, so they have different favorite drinks, different favorite movie genres, different weather likes, and opposing political positions. Now make Lilith a werewolf. Cheat the girls' relationship down to -100 and make sure their dynamic is set on difficult. You could have them declare the other an enemy but I didn't do so.

The Farm:

Grandpa's farm was in Chestnut Ridge. I used the 50x50 in Galloping Gulch but you can use any medium to large lot. Be aware that the 64x64 lot in Rider's Glen is a little bugged (Wild Prairie Grass won't grow there for some reason and horses tend to wander off to the side and not come back unless you go get them). Build a house! It can be as big or as small as you want but try to make it seem rundown. Give the girls the cheapest beds (I used the debug ones from Eco Lifestyle). You need to have certain items: an animal shed, a chicken coop, some gardening plots and/or planters, a kitchen, a bathroom, a computer, a bookshelf, the wash tub and clothing line from Laundry Day, a thermostat, an air conditioner, the water heater and electrical fuse box from For Rent, and a pool (but make sure it's gross looking). It is also extremely handy to have a dumpster. Do not buy: a painting easel, massage table, a yoga mat, a meditation stool, a gemology table, a TV, any kind of water/power generating devices, nectar making equipment, a selling table, or a food stand. You can buy all these later but you have to earn the simoleons first. Apply the following lot traits: Cat Hangout, Dog Hangout, and (your choice) Vampire Nexus or Mean Vibe. Now apply every single lot challenge the game has.

Now:

Move the girls into your fixer upper ranch/farm/nightmare using freerealestate. Buy a cow, some chickens, and a few Starter seed packets. Now set the family's money to 500 simoleons. We begin!

The Goals:

To get rid of a lot challenge or negative trait, you have to accomplish a goal. After one of the following is accomplished, use a random number generator or dice or a wheel or whatever to determine which challenge or trait to remove. You may NOT remove Simple Living until after the Grilled Cheese aspiration is completed.

Lilith Reaches the Top of the Criminal career (either branch)

Angela completes any degree

Angela completes the Fabulously Wealthy aspiration

Angela completes the Friend of the World aspiration

Angela achieves a Pristine reputation

Lilith achieves an Atrocious reputation

Lilith has children as a single mother (the old fashioned way, no science babies, but no one moves in with her either). She may either have triplets, or, if you fail to conceive triplets, she can have twins but she'll need to do so twice. The two sets of twins do not have to have the same father but they can.

Lilith completes the Lone Wolf aspiration (you're allowed to leave Chestnut Ridge to go to Moonwood Mill to fight Greg only after achieving every other milestone in the aspiration and maxing out the Fitness skill; you are only allowed to fight Greg in Moonwood Mill. No lollygagging!)

Angela completes the Bestselling Author aspiration

Angela achieves Global Superstar fame level

Someone completes the Expert Nectar Maker aspiration

Someone completes the Grilled Cheese aspiration

Angela completes the Painter Extraordinaire aspiration (you may cheat to complete the milestone that involves going to a Gallery)

Someone grows a Cowplant

Angela maxes Wellness (she'll help out later by giving Lilith a fertility massage to increase the chance of triplets!)

Someone max upgrades a rocket

Someone maxes Handiness

Lilith completes the Body Builder aspiration (you may cheat to complete the milestone that involves going to a Gym)

Someone completes the Crystal collection

Someone completes the Crystal crafter aspiration

The Challenges:

Dust System

Laundry System

Cat Hangout

Dog Hangout

Vampire Nexus or Mean Vibe

Off the Grid

Quake Zone

Cursed

Grody

Gremlins

Filthy

Spooky

Creepy Crawlies

Volcanic Activity

Reduce and Recycle

Simple Living

Wild Foxes

Wild Prairie Grass

Mold

Maintenance Troubles

Rules and Restrictions:

The girls are only let out of their hellhole on Fridays during daytime. They must go to New Appaloosa. Sell nectar to Roberto Crinkletop, sell produce to the general store, make friends, start fights, have yard sales, but ONLY Fridays during daylight hours and only in New Appaloosa. I highly recommend removing or disabling any Home Regions-type mod you may have. There are only so many sims in Chestnut Ridge, and Lilith has to spar with werewolves for one of her aspirations (in addition, make sure 'Limit Werewolves to Moonwood Mill' is toggled off in game options). Note: if you have more pressing things to do on the ranch, one or both of the girls can skip their Friday trip, but keep in mind you're only allowed out once a week! The girls will regularly be going out to rabbitholes (Angela to school, Lilith to work) and this is fine.

Once your rocket is max upgraded, you may freely travel to Sixam. All upgrades must be installed first, however.

At least until Simple Living comes off, the girls must always have at least two chickens and a cow. If your livestock die or seek greener pastures due to insufficient care, just buy more. Animal Aging should be on.

No fire alarms or sprinkler systems.

Angela may never have a job.

Lilith's job cannot contribute to the family income. (I use SNB Banking for this. I set her up a debit account, set up direct deposit and I don't touch that money, but you can use cheats to reset their money too after each work day too.) All reward unlocks should stay in the family inventory, selling them counts as contributing to the family income.

No money trees.

You are not allowed to sell through the inventory. Nectar goes to Roberto Crinkletop (or the store), produce goes to the store, and there is no limit on what/where/when you can set up a yard sale or a food sale.

No getting rid of lifestyles through cheaty methods (Lifestyle Go Poof Reward Potion and Lifestyle Coaching). You can toggle lifestyles off if you want but I think they're a fun challenge.

The family dynamic must change naturally, over time. No using the Dynamic No More Reward Potion.

No using Fear-Be-Gone and all fears should be resolved by the end of the challenge.

All reward traits and all reward potions are allowed except the three just mentioned. Go crazy with the Moodlet Solvers if you want!

No clubs.

No sheltered plants.

The charging and wearing of crystal jewelry is allowed and encouraged!

Lilith can use whatever werewolf abilities she can unlock. You can randomize her temperaments or give them to her with cheats based on her personality. I started her off with the Anti-Capitalist Canine temperament.

I use Little Ms Sam's No Aging trait for Angela and Lilith but you could just turn aging off if you want and age Lilith's kids and any pets up manually. You could alternatively play with aging on and use Potions of Youth at leisure, but I personally don't do well under time pressure. Normal or long lifespan is probably best.

Lilith's kids may be moved out once they reach YA but they don't have to be.

No one else can move in but stay over guests are welcome. Your Sims may adopt any of the strays that come around at any point but make sure the house has enough room for Lilith's kids.

No locking doors or gates and no garlic braids or wreaths. If Vlad comes knocking, Vlad comes knocking.

You can replace lot traits with anything you want once they come off but just the once.

On activity likes and dislikes: you have two options here, either the girls can like and dislike whatever the game assigns them automatically or they can like and dislike nothing.

On Self Discovery: either turn it off, or accept whatever the game hands you every time.

The dust system should be on to begin with.

Mods are obviously allowed but try to steer clear of ones that make the game easier (i.e. easier infant care, less crazy werewolves, burn out tweaks). I would also use caution with mods that make the game much harder, especially more intense fires and more deathly electrocution, but you do you.

Tips:

How can I grow a Cowplant if I'm not allowed out to find a Cowplant Berry? Grafting! It can be a long process, but it's totally doable.

How can I get triplets? Once you've gotten at least one lot trait removed, add the On Ley Line lot trait. Save up Reward points and buy the Fertile Reward Trait for Lilith. Have Angela give Lilith a Fertility Massage (she's supposed to max Wellness anyway). Use Gemology (Shinolite is the crystal you're looking for).

[jellorat]

More work on the Garden

Slowly but surely I am working in the garden. It is definitely a bit frustrating taking so long on things because my body can literally not keep up. I miss my 20s and 30s where my joint issues and pain were not as severe, and I could do all this in probably a solid weekend.

Anyway, I am proud of what I have going on.

I got both walls up, and all the long beds in. I ran out of chicken wire though. I won't have that until Monday. Which is annoying!

My plan is to get the last two circle planters done, and the PVC door frame. I can chicken wire the damn thing when the wire comes in.

I have some dirt, but I don't think it's enough. I probably need like anothet $300ish dollars. I literally have nothing in dirt.

But wait. . . Whats' the pile of dirt in teh below picture?

I can't use that lump of dirt in my beds. I pulled that out of my lawn, and it's sod, dirt, rocks, glass, plastic, roofing shingles, oyster shells?, playing cards, beer cans, and god knows what else. I don't feel it's safe to have in with my vegetables.

Instead, since I don't have a truck, I have been packing it into amazon boxes, and putting it in the garbage one box at a time.

This is besides feeding an entire disassembled TV console into the garbage, one or two boards at a time.

Who knew homeownership would also include patiently disposing of items you had no ability to get rid of any other way.

As always, work is dependent on my body's ability to keep up.

I guess it's good that spring just sort of started up this week, and was so late, because I had nothing done in time anyway. However, at least it will all be set up for next year, and all I'll have to do is to amend the soil and plant.

[dlife]

5 Wall-Mounted TV Cabinet Designs to Elevate Your Living Room

A living room is the heart of any home, serving as a space for relaxation, entertainment, and spending time with loved ones. The television often takes center stage in this space, making the TV cabinet a focal point in the room’s overall design. A thoughtfully designed wall-mounted TV cabinet not only offers a dedicated spot for your TV but also blends functionality with style. From space-saving solutions to contemporary designs, the options are endless. Here, our interior designers in Mangalore explore five wall-mounted TV cabinet designs that can transform your living room into a chic and organized haven.

1. Minimalist Floating TV Cabinet

For fans of clean lines, simple forms, and a clutter-free aesthetic, a minimalist floating TV cabinet is a fantastic choice. This design features a sleek, wall-mounted unit that "floats" off the ground, creating a modern and airy feel. These cabinets usually incorporate neutral tones like white, black, or beige, which complement contemporary and minimalist interiors seamlessly.

Unique Features:

Minimal storage spaces, often hidden behind push-to-open doors for a seamless look.

Glossy or matte finishes give it a sleek appearance.

Ideal for smaller living rooms as it doesn’t take up floor space.

Material Options: These cabinets are often crafted from engineered wood, MDF, or high-quality laminate to maintain a lightweight yet sturdy construction.

Style Tips: Pair a minimalist floating TV cabinet with a wall-mounted flat-screen TV and simple decor accents like a small planter or a photo frame. Avoid overcrowding the unit to maintain its sleek appearance.

2. Rustic Wooden TV Wall Unit

If your living room leans toward a cozy or traditional vibe, a rustic wooden TV wall unit could be an ideal addition. Made from warm wood tones like oak, walnut, or reclaimed wood, these cabinets bring a natural and earthy touch to any space. They combine old-world charm with practical storage solutions.

Unique Features:

Crafted from solid wood or wood finishes, often showing natural textures and grains.

Comes with open shelves or cubbies to display decorative items like books and plants.

Sturdy and versatile enough to match farmhouse, bohemian, or industrial interiors.

Material Options: You’ll often find these units in materials like solid teakwood for durability or lighter faux wood options for a more budget-friendly choice.

Style Tips: Enhance the rustic aesthetic by using soft lighting such as string lights around the unit. You can also accessorize with woven baskets or metal accents that complement the wooden tones.

3. Entertainment Wall with Built-in Storage

For families or avid movie lovers, an entertainment wall with built-in storage offers the perfect combination of aesthetics and functionality. This design essentially turns an entire section of the wall into a media center, with space not only for the TV but also for books, gaming consoles, DVDs, and more.

Unique Features:

Multi-level shelving and compartments for organizing electronics and decor items.

Often includes backlighting or LED lights for added ambiance.

Built-in wiring compartments to hide cords and cables.

Material Options: These units may use a mix of wood, glass, and metal for a polished and sophisticated appearance.

Style Tips: An entertainment wall is particularly useful for larger living rooms. Consider a two-tone color scheme—such as white shelving combined with a dark wood backdrop—to bring dimension to the space. You can also display a few personal elements like family photos or souvenirs to make the setup more personalized.

4. Scandinavian-Style TV Console

Scandinavian interior design is all about simplicity, functionality, and warmth—and a wall-mounted TV cabinet in this style ticks all the right boxes. Known for neutral palettes and soft, natural materials, a Scandinavian TV console can make your living room feel cozy yet stylish.

Unique Features:

Combines open shelving with closed cabinets for balanced storage.

Typically features light wood tones, such as birch or ash, paired with white or pastel shades.

Compact and space-efficient, making it great for small to medium spaces.

Material Options: Look for materials like high-quality plywood or solid wood, paired with laminates or painted finishes.

Style Tips: Use soft textiles like a knit throw or plush rug to round off the Scandinavian theme in your living room. Add potted plants or ceramic decor pieces to enhance the earthy and minimalist vibe.

5. High-Gloss Modern Wall Unit

For those who love bold, attention-grabbing designs, a high-gloss modern wall-mounted TV cabinet adds a layer of sophistication to the living room. With glossy surfaces that reflect light, these cabinets create a sleek, ultra-modern look that pairs well with contemporary and urban interiors.

Unique Features:

High-gloss finishes available in bold colors like black, navy blue, or even red.

Includes features such as built-in LED lighting or glass shelves for a futuristic touch.

Offers hidden compartments to keep the surface neat and tidy.

Material Options: These cabinets are commonly made from MDF or particleboard layered with a glossy lacquer or acrylic finish to achieve their polished look.

Style Tips: Position the high-gloss cabinet as a centerpiece and complement it with monochromatic furniture and metallic accents, such as chrome or stainless steel light fixtures, for a cohesive modern theme.

Practical Tips for Choosing the Right TV Cabinet Design

When deciding which design works best for your living room, take these factors into account:

Room Size:

For smaller spaces, opt for minimalist floating cabinets or Scandinavian-style units that keep the area light and open.

Larger rooms can accommodate entertainment walls or modern units with bold designs.

Interior Style:

Match the cabinet material and color palette to your existing decor. For instance, wooden units are perfect for rustic or farmhouse interiors, while high-gloss finishes work best for contemporary spaces.

Functionality Needs:

Consider how much storage space you need. If you have a lot of gadgets or decor to display, go for a cabinet with ample shelving and compartments.

Cable Management:

Look for cabinets with built-in cable management to avoid clutter.

Durability:

Pick materials that are sturdy and easy to maintain, especially if you have kids or pets.

Conclusion

A well-chosen wall-mounted TV cabinet does more than just house your TV—it enhances the overall functionality and aesthetic appeal of your living room. From minimalist designs that exude calm simplicity to high-gloss modern units that turn heads, there’s a style to suit every home. Consider your space, decor style, and storage needs when making your choice, and you’ll have a piece that transforms your living room into a stunning and organized entertainment hub. Whether your preference leans toward rustic charm or cutting-edge modernity, these designs are sure to elevate your living space while adding a touch of your personal style. Consider getting guidance from a professional team of interior designers in India for the results.

[handelplayssims]

Reaper's Rewards - Week 6, Part 1

...I can’t stay away. Not when there’s a task list dangling in front of me when I pop into other files. Did skip ahead to the next day with the Goth family though. We’ve been replaying that Friday too many days! Bella worked and had a munch out by herself. Alex continued with talking to plants and I sorted out the researching ambrosia on another file. TO THE NEXT DAY. But first!

Neighborhood Watch!

San Myshuno: The Zeigler household moved out.

Oasis Springs: The Fujita household recently moved in.

SAVE. Might want to remember to do that this each day. Also we got a slumber party scheduled this day.

...really good idea I saved because hey, game crashed as I was trying to get Alexander to cook.

...aaaand all goals reset. At least I can research ambrosia. Game is buggy! Plants also didn’t grow. -grumble- Orchid first day and then NEVER AGAIN.

Right so once again, I am back to delaying until my pomegrante plant can grow and I get an Orchid. Or else cheat. Feeling and feeling more like cheating as time goes on but give it an in-game week, give it an in-game week. Right so, another slumber party at 7PM. Time to delay until then.

Hmmm. Alexander wants to plant things but we really don’t have the space around this place anymore to do that. Well, unless I want to tear down even more of the pre-made bush and greenery but eh. Let’s see. There is a little garden plot nearby I wonder what plants are in bloom. A pear and oh! Some roses! That would actually work real well with the gardening stuff around those bushes. Let’s get some. Next time also, gather up some lilies and plant them. It would be a good idea to have a few of those around the park as well.

Geoffrey needs to advise someone for his aspiration. Let’s go with Sione Hoapili and...he’s a klepto. We’re going to head off to the park. Successfully advised. Now I don’t have much more to do with Geoffrey. I’m having Alexander research the plants in a planter box and Venus play on the pirate ship. Oh! Garden Gnomes are here! Might as well have Alexander say hi to Moria and join up! It is the gardening + fishing club and what has Alexander been super into lately into that!

Also Geoffrey met Hector Laurent. Turns out, Hector is cheerful, family-oriented, and outgoing. A perfect new friend for Geoffrey and for Bella! Might as well say, “go say hello to my wife!” for that social thing. Let’s see, all three have done enough for their park business. Let’s head home!

...oh snap. We have prom and we asked Alexander’s date out to prom. Weeeeeelp. That’s gonna be bad. Shame I can’t send him to prom off-screen. RIP Prom but you happen every week. It’s time for slumber party!

Chatter is easy enough, let’s have some Sims play a party game. It’s time for Don’t Wake the Llama! Jenga is a pretty good party game, all things considered. Set-up be murder though.

Hmm. All we have is cookies. The cookies are from a previous part and- CUPCAKES! Hell yeah cupcake time. Thank you, cupcakes being free from the cupcake maker!

Hmm, after doing some other things, the sleeping bags were moderately set up. But alas, not everyone was alseep on them. Ah well. This is a haunted house after all. Some would take interest in the ghosties and the butlers.

...and some like Besty, just want to beeline for the tv and wake everyone up! GO TO SLEEP TINY CHILD!

Party isn’t done but it’s time for-!

Neighborhood Watch!

Glimmerbrook: The Cynthia and Ammy household recently moved out.

Dang, no revisiting them at some point.

Windenburg: The Guzman household moved out.

Cherry tree is in full bloom! Let’s graft an apple shoot onto it. And thus, we shall get a spliced pomegranate tree! ...don’t need it but I’d rather not hold onto this spliced plant forever.

...Besty, I don’t trust you heading to the living room! Bella! Run interference! Have her play a game with you! Gold party completed! Next we’ll do the playtime captian for Venus. Should be easy enough since I am more than enough skilled for it. ...though we’re going to need to stick to being in a playful moodlet. That’ll be fun.

Alright, at 10:30, all the kids have finally left the party! It’s time for Bella and Geoffrey to have a museum date! Been ignoring Bella’s aspiration for too long so it’s her turn for the social events. Man, I do want Lovestruck. I am sick and tired of base game dates and want something different and fresh! But that’s another time. Anyway, flirtatious actions and paintings have been viewed! Man, I need to go more museums in real life. It’s so much more fun than doing it in the Sims.

Let’s see, date’s done, let’s have Geoffrey advise on friends and- oh man the artist club is here. Unfortunately, all of the artist club is famous painters and artists so I can’t just say hello! Fan hanging around it is then.

...ooh! And Geoffrey got a random phone call asking for advice so he’s one away from finishing this apriation! Let’s talk to someone and give advice! Ohp, several of the artists managed to say hello as well, including local artist Alice Kim-Spencer! Let’s have her say hello to Bella ...OH IT’S 20 INSTEAD OF 10. Makes sense. This is supposed to last for awhile.

Ooooh, we got the materalistic pop up for Geoffrey. Probably for looking at all that expensive art! ...also nah. Geoffrey is a nice guy who doesn’t care about things! Despite the fact he’s surrounded by things and married into wealth twice over. HMMMMMMM. Mmmmm, still will go with nah. Well Bella needs to go piss and she’s closer to the library and gym than the museum. Let’s go have her work out.

….annnd the death flower thing vanished again. BLARGH. I’m just going to assume it’s travelling to too many lots or something. Ah well. I’ll return home, save, then quit. Been too long anyway. Ohp, local gym trainer said hello, might as well nab a donation from Cooper as we take his training. He’s a lactose intolerant active dance machine. Sounds like a fun guy!

Alright, food and then bed for everyone!

...DANG! One lily from my spliced flowering plant! -angry grumbles even more- Well let’s take a break for today and leave with-

Neighborhood Watch!

Nothing of note has happened recently. Check back tomorrow.

[terbearcollectibles]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Golden Girls Rushmore Chia Pet Decorative Planter.