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Creekside Starter

A little starter cottage for your Sims (cute kitten not included). I wanted to make the outside look nice so it’s very sparsely furnished, but it does have all the basics. The second bedroom is empty except for a litter box. Feel free to edit and expand as you wish!

  • CC-free
  • 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom
  • Lot size: 30x20
  • Cost: §18,342
  • Lot Location: “Dachshund’s Creek” in Brindleton Bay
  • Required Packs:
    • EPs - Get Together, City Living, Cats and Dogs
    • GPs - Outdoor Retreat, Parenthood
  • To install, download the ZIP file from the link below. Extract the folder and copy its contents (there should be 6 files total) into your My Documents/Electronic Arts/The Sims 4/Tray folder. 

DOWNLOAD ZIP file (SimFileShare)

**If you don’t want to install it using the Tray files, you can also find it in the Gallery under #jenba and Origin ID silrosse.

Enjoy!

Alec wasn’t entirely sure what to do.  He had tired everything to please his father.  Be active in all sorts of sports, boxing, basketball…whatever it was his dad mentioned wanting to see him in.  He had exhausted himself once enough to end up in the hospital.  His father had made fun of him for it.  Apparently he wasn’t manly enough.  Even at twenty and in Uni, he was trying to please his dad…he was even scared of him. 

He was supposed to be meeting up with a friend, but he was running late.  Why?  His father had questioned a comment he had made with his mother…a comment about an actor’s looks.  His parents had no idea he was gay.  He had slipped up making the comment…and he had paid the price for it.  His cheek still ached from the back hand, his lip split.  Hands shoved into the pocket of hid hoodie, he walked up to his friend, keeping his head down.  “Hey, sorry I’m late.”

Przyszła pora, aby się przywitać, tak więc - witam, dobry wieczór.
Mam nadzieję, że nikt nie będzie mi miał za złe pominięcie całego wstępu, ale wolę od razu przechodzić do konkretów.

Osoby nieco odważniejsze - zapraszam na swój chat. A wszystkich wstydzioszków proszę o zostawienie tutaj serduszka, jako znak, że mam się do was w najbliższym czasie odezwać.
Natomiast komentarz, poskutkuje otrzymaniem ode mnie króciutkiego startera po polsku.
Za reblog mogę ofiarować swoją wdzięczność, albo postawić piwo, co kto woli.

Wszystkim którzy to ominęli, bądź też przeczytali, życzę miłego wieczoru~

hello! z tej strony CHO MINWOO, choreograf. niezmiernie mi miło, że mogę swoją osobą poszerzyć grono graczy i liczę na to, że uda mi się zawrzeć wiele ciekawych znajomości. bez zbędnego przedłużania przejdę do sedna sprawy. 

każdy, kto wciśnie serce, może wyczekiwać mojej osoby na swoim chacie. obiecuję, że postaram się zagadać do każdego w najszybszym trybie, jaki tylko jest możliwy. 
jeżeli macie ochotę na krótki starter (po ustaleniu pre-est, będzie on dłuższy), proszę napisać komentarz - im kreatywniejszy, tym większa motywacja na napisanie lepszego startera. 
każdy boost i własna inicjatywa, będzie przeze mnie doceniania! 

May I have your attention, please?

Przyszła na mnie pora oficjalnie powitać się ze wszystkimi i zareklamować swą (nie)skromną osobę. 
Jestem tutaj do Waszej dyspozycji, a to wiążę się z pewnymi zasadami. Na szczęście wszyscy je już dobrze znamy, mimo wszystko dla jasności naświetlę Wam konkretnie sytuację: 

✍ Komentarz będzie dla mnie sygnałem do napisania startera,
natomiast po wybraniu 
❤  serca pod tym postem uderzę w Waszą skrzynkę pocztową. 

Na miejsca, gotowi, start! 

minęło trochę czasu, odkąd widzieliśmy się po raz ostatni i, będąc zupełnie szczerym, muszę przyznać, że przeokropnie za wszystkimi tęskniłem. niesamowicie cieszę się mogąc znów tutaj być i żenować was moimi lame żartami, bo kurczę, brakowało mi tego i mam nadzieję, że wy też odczuliście tę tęsknotę w chociaż malutkim stopniu?? zanim przejdę do konkretów szepnę jeszcze cicho, że bardzo ucieszył mnie widok znajomych twarzy, nie pomijając tych nowych, które najchętniej poznałbym wszystkie. ale, jako że rozczulanie się to ostatnia rzecz, z którą do was przyszedłem, pora na małą propozycję: 

— kliknięcie serduszka pod postem wiąże się z moim pojawieniem się na waszym chacie w towarzystwie samych dobrych żartów i gifów z króliczkami, bo jesteśmy nierozerwalnym trio, które nie potrafi bez siebie żyć.
— zostawienie komentarza w jakiejkolwiek postaci będzie świadczyło o waszej chęci otrzymania ode mnie startera, który postaram się rozwinąć na więcej niż jedno zdanie (w razie jakichkolwiek skutków ubocznych po spędzaniu ze mną czasu potrzebna może być konsultacja z lekarzem pierwszego kontaktu).
— każdy boost będzie bardzo mile widziany (nawet jeśli nie jest obowiązkowy) i już na starcie gwarantuje wam moją dozgonną miłość i kolejną masę zdjęć słodkich króliczków.

jestem bardziej niż pewny, że podobnie jak za pierwszym razem, teraz także się dogadamy.

Alec paused in the door way of the office in their home.  He knew the man was busy and the general rule was that Alec wasn’t to disturb him when he was working, but it was growing closer to midnight and Alec hadn’t seen the man since last night…it had been over twenty-four hours.  “Sir?”  He said softly, biting nervously at his lower lip.

B L I N G B L I N G !
teraz, skoro w taki taktowny i dość nieoczekiwany sposób zyskałem Waszą uwagę, chciałbym się kulturalnie przywitać. pewnie wiele osób kojarzy moją twarz a przynajmniej imię i nazwisko, dlatego niezmiernie się cieszę, że już wkrótce będę mieć okazję do zapoznania się z Wami osobiście.

pozostawienie komentarza będzie dla mnie sygnałem do wspólnej przygody, której kształt nadam w postaci startera.
z kolei serduszko zinterpretuję jako chęć prywatnego zapoznania się z moim ( beznadziejnym ) poczuciem humoru i odkryciem, co takiego mam sobą do zaoferowania.

mam ogromną nadzieję, że uda nam się stworzyć coś niepowtarzalnego, zabawnego i oryginalnego, dlatego dla wszelkiego wsparcia (na przykład w postaci odezwania się pierwszemu) obiecuję pewnego rodzaju wynagrodzenie. a tymczasem.. miłego dnia!

Send №+ and a number, and I’ll write a starter based on the number you send.  Send №+random and I’ll pick one at random.
  1. A shopping at the mall themed starter
  2. A starter of our muses exploring a new city
  3. A horror themed starter
  4. A cops and criminals themed starter
  5. A starter of our muses exploring a snowy iceland
  6. A starter of our muses exploring a jungle
  7. A starter with our muses exploring a cave
  8. A starter with our muses as captives/prisoners
  9. A starter that has something to do with music
  10. A holiday themed starter
  11. A magic show themed starter
  12. An Oregon trail themed starter
  13. A starter that has something to do with TV shows
  14. A starter that has something to do with movies
  15. A starter of our muses fighting off bad guys
  16. A starter of our muses exploring a desert
  17. A cowboys and indians themed starter
  18. A wizards and witches themed starter
  19. A starter that has something to do with video games
  20. A space themed starter

@candideangel liked for a starter

A planet as green as this one was bound to have some interesting plants and herbs on it. Sure he was out here for a scouting mission but this was the only habitable planet in this solar system. They were desperate for allies and where else would he find them if not on the actual planet he came across?

So Hunk was out of his lion with a floating cargo crate pulling along with him. Flora first. Then see if he could find what kind of people lived here. He had time. That is if he hadn’t gotten so caught up in all the interesting flowers, mushrooms and roots that he was digging up. The crate was halfway full of samples before something snapped not far into the forest and startled him to jump up and stand. 

callmekatieanne  asked:

I would die for you but you wouldn't even cry for me if I did. Gruvia please grandmama xx

Send me an angsty starter

A/N: So many Gruvia requests…I’m overwhelmed aaaaaahhhh Just kidding I love you

Sorry I took so long on this; I hope you like, shortcake! <3


Juvia awoke to the sound of beeping.

It was difficult making out her surroundings at first. She was lying down on something soft…a bed, perhaps? A rough cloth wrinkled underneath her fingers, and everything was so bright; she could hardly see. A dark shape hovered above her. She blinked hard, several times, to try and identify it.

“Juvia! Are you awake? Say something if you can hear me!”

Though the voice was muffled thanks to the incessant ringing in her ears, she could never mistake that voice for anyone else’s.

“…Gray…sama…?” she whispered, and she sinced. Her throat hurt when she spoke, even at a whisper. What had happened…?

“Oh, thank God…” She could feel his strong hands clasp one of hers. “You idiot; why did you take that hit for me? You could’ve died!”

Take a hit? What did he mean? She didn’t remember anything like that…

But she answered anyway, her response slurred. “Because…Juvia wanted…to…”

She blinked again, and her vision finally cleared. She was lying on a bed—the one in the guild’s infirmary. Her beloved was at her bedside, his hand clasped tightly around hers and his expression twisted in frenzied worry. His dark hair was disheveled, his eyes glinting with a frustration that Juvia couldn’t place.

“That’s no excuse, you moron!” he snapped, his jaw tightening as his anger broke over her. “The hell you mean, ‘you wanted to’?!”

“Well…she didn’t think…it mattered…”

Gray blinked once in surprise. “Wh-what?”

“Well…Juvia thought…it’d be fine…” The young water wizard’s lip trembled in spite of herself, her words coming more hoarsely. “She didn’t think…Gray-sama…would bother…crying…if she…died for…him…!”

Maybe her fear was irrational. She knew that Gray was someone who—despite all appearances—cared deeply for all his comrades, both in and out of Fairy Tail. That was the reason she’d been so enamored by him in the first place, and she’d wanted to be a part of that warm and caring family…but maybe she’d been too overbearing. She didn’t really think this at the time, but her advances had clearly made him uncomfortable, to the point that he outright told her that he didn’t like how she was behaving…but she’d ignored that.

Looking back on this now, Juvia felt so foolish. Maybe she couldn’t help herself. Maybe she was selfish. Whatever the reason, she hadn’t respected his wishes…

“…You really are an idiot.”

Juvia gasped lightly as she was brought out of her thoughts by Gray cupping her cheek in her hand, and she felt something cold press against the sensitive skin…

…Tears?

“Of course I’d cry if you died for me…not that I’ll ever let that happen.” His other hand was still holding tightly onto hers, and his grip tensed around it ever so slightly, his black eyes glinting in muted anger. “I’ve already had to lose too many people because of my incompetence, and I’m not about to let you add to that list, you hear me? Don’t you dare say something like that ever again.”

Juvia’s breath caught, She probably would’ve cried if she hadn’t been so weak at the moment. Overwhelming joy surged through her at his words, and she could only answer with a breathless, “Yes…Juvia promises to never say that again…!”

And so it was.

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I thought the last kit was too far… I think I’m in need of some saving. 

Kit includes:

  • Two white birthday candles 
  • Four bits of parchment
  • Hibiscus flower 
  • A tiny sand dollar
  • A small chunk of charcoal 
  • One dragon’s blood dhoop cone 
  • Four matches
  • One small, black velvet pouch
  • One stick of cinnamon
  • A length of hemp cord, #20
  • A match starter
  • A tiny safety pin
  • One little feather

@whxtsmyname liked for a starter

As far as second dates went, Aiden was quite proud of this idea. Cookie baking. His mom had taught him how to bake as a young kid, and he thought that it was pretty fun to do. But, there was one thing that got him back into it. Uma. Weird as it sounded, the idea that her common activities were so limited. So, he got the idea to broaden her horizons as much as possible. He started with books. Now, he continued with baking. Aiden stood waiting in the kitchen of the school, ingredients layed out. This was going to be great.

they’re teaching me how to kill

(who’s teaching me to love? now, baby, isn’t it crazy?)

@the-golden-days-long-gone​ asked for a starter

As complicated, as risky as the Reaper’s ultimate plan was, let it never be said that Gabriel Reyes didn’t leave room for improvisation. He’d left plenty, which had been an excellent foresight on many occasions, especially this one.

Jack Morrison, now known as Soldier: 76, alone and wounded. It wouldn’t do to kill him - that would be boring. No, he had to live, at least until everything else played its course. The best part of his revenge would be knowing exactly what his goals would do to Jack. But some psychological torment in the meantime? Sign him right the fuck up.

He came in through a broken window, a cloud of derisive smoke, laughing menacingly as he poured in. “Look what the cat dragged in.”

@outlawarcher liked (said yes to) for a starter

A loud sigh comes from Takumi as he drops the heavy target. Setting up the practice range is always difficult, even more when he and Niles is going to do a challenge. “Are you sure that this is going to be fair? I mean, you’ve always been firing with one eye.” he questions, wiping the already building up sweat from his brow.

@storybrookeisms liked for a starter

A smile spread across Zelena’s face at the sight that greeted her when she arrived home. Hades was sat upon her sofa, her daughter’s hand gripping onto his nose as he spoke in a light and silly voice to her.

She cleared her throat, making her presence known and closed the door behind her. “Thick as thieves already, I see.”

@indigocrash liked for a starter

A voice. A voice he knew. It was to the left of him, and he turned on his heel. Knowing, knowing. If he were to be useless for anything else, it would not be for this. Something he could recognize, and would admittedly cling to if necessary.

Something here that he could know as the night grew colder. Perhaps someone who could help him find shelter. But even now, knowing what he did, he could only hope that she was not pulled from a place where her lack of access would deem her unable to know him.

And when he arrived, he stopped. She had not spoken again, but he would take the chance: “June?” It was not her name he knew, but if she heard it, even if she had begun to walk away she may turn around.