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dead-lights · 6 months

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slashed // moonwood mill

I'm not very good at finishing things (yay ADHD) so I'm proud of myself for making it through all 12 characters! I want to find another challenge to make renders for because this was ridiculously fun.

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ethicaltreatmentofcowplants · 2 months

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Rory and Aubrey are reflecting that since the Maker had a No Good, Terrible Day, she should therefore spam her dash with screenies of her currently played premades.

(aka I needed a distraction so Week Two of the Dominique gameplay save may be on us sooner than planned I am so sorry...)

Elle Devampiro, her life is so hard. Sim plasma these days has way more additives in it.

Potential valedictorian and all round precious bean, Jacob Volkov.

With Cassandra Goth's last name, she had to make her way into this save somehow. Featuring newborn vampire Brandy Wood, the other potential valedictorian. Will this rivalry kick off the second great Occult war? Likely not as Jacob is a pacifist and Brandy has the GOOD trait, but it's funny to imagine.

Lux Demarco finding someone far too ancient to realise that all her CRINGE memes are in fact cringe! Surprisingly they actually overcame the Vampire/Werewolf negative dynamic super fast and are promising to be my favourite unexpected friend(ish)ship in this save.

Just Ken, aka Anthony Wood, getting some unexpected screentime. Featuring Jeb Harris's hand.

Lou Howell wondering why he and the current ghost, future werewolf who he bit (look, he really didn't think it would actually work) can't just get along.

And finally two who have yet to be featured - Grace Anansi and L. Faba! I won't actually be playing L. Faba since I don't want her to lose her Sage npc status and also in comparison to the Friends With Fangs, Spellcasters just aren't as exciting...

#aubrey bloom #rory oaklow #elle devampiro #jacob volkov #brandy wood #cassandra goth #lux demarco #vladislaus straud #anthony wood #lou howell #future werewolf ghostboy #grace anansi #l. faba

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marshmallow-sims · 1 year

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The Packs

#the sims 4 #sims 4 werewolves #rory oaklow #lou howell #wolfgang munch #yuki behr #lux demarco #kristopher volkov #jacob volkov #lily zhu #wolfgang wilder #aubrey bloom #marshmallows story

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crazycatladysims · 1 year

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The Packs

#moonwood mill #wildfangs #moonwood collective #rory oaklow #lou howell #lux demarco #aubrey bloom #jacob volkov #kristopher volkov #zoe patel #lily zhu #wolfgang wilder #ts4 werewolves #s4 edit #ts4 premades #ts4 townies #ts4 edit #urge:extras

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gladyssite · 1 year

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Aubrey Bloom

#ts4 #sims 4 townies #maxis premades #ts4 werewolf #aubrey bloom #gladyssite #ts4 townie makeover #ts4 lookbook #ts4 vanilla #vanilla lookbook #no cc lookbook

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simblr-diary · 6 months

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#Aubrey Bloom #Gallery #Sims 4 #maxis match #💚#no cc #GP12

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rory-oaklow-fangirl · 1 year

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June Kay, an ambitious scientist who wants to make this world a better place with her inventions, woodworking and some delicious dishes but also a chaotic prankster.

Another night.

simray - mind control - changing clothes - sleepwear!😝

She is wearing a pink wig to disguise herself!

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tulipsimss · 7 months

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Gus invited some friends out for lunch and then his cousin Aubrey showed up in a foul mood looking for someone to calm her down lmao

#Aubrey is so pretty like what #sims in bloom #sibg4 #Gus #Trevor #Violet #Priscilla #Aubrie

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texaschainsawmascara · 6 months

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girl help they’re sexualizing the genocide supporters

#y’all are SICK get help fr #orlando bloom #aubrey plaza #taika waititi #jon bernthal #paul rudd #sarah paulson #bob odenkirk #adam sandler #jason sudeikis #gal gadot #mark hamill #chris pine #zachary levi #natalie portman

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tales-of-a-wilted-sunflower · 1 year

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Character Info: Gladiolus

Otherwise known as the sword flower, the Gladiolus typically symbolizes strength of character, faithfulness, moral integrity, and remembrance

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Aubrey Williams - Age 20

"I once saw anger as a shield that protected my broken vulnerable heart from the cruelty of the world...Now I know that it was never a shield but a sword I wielded to keep people at arms length. If only I could go back in time...instead of closing my eyes and ears, I would have listened to what he had to say."

In the tales of a wilted sunflower timeline, Aubrey is a solemn and quiet woman. While once a person who would resort to anger as defense, now would be more likely to talk things out. However, she will still fight back if attacked first and given no other choice. The day that she pushed Basil into the lake haunts her to no end. The sound of his last words ringing through her mind every night when she’s at home alone.

À̷͇̬̫̠͙͖̼̯̪̅̅͋̽̀̓͗̊͑ų̵̞͓͔͙̼͙̝̳͔̓̒̀̉͜͝b̸̢̢̩̣̗͍̗̪͔̯̎͋̓͐͆̄̏̽̎̈́͂̃̚͜r̵̢̨̘͖̻̗̜̬̼̫͋̽͑̿̆̐͗͌͊̽͑͑͛̕̕e̵̛̜̭͍͂̇́̀̎̍͆̑͛͛̈̏ͅy̸̰̮̩̯̝̩̟̖̙̌̆͜ ̵̥̱͕̣̮̣̩͈̯̝̓͛̇̔̄̇̀̐̌̒̅̈̎͒̏ͅḮ̴̛̭́́̆͐̀̃̅̊̌ͅ-̵̨͈̠̮͖͇͉̦̯͙͔̐

Despite this, she finds solace in spending time with Sunny, Kel, and Hero. Since graduating high school, she moved out of fareway town to a neighboring town where she lives in a small apartment while working as a bartender. Once a month, she goes to the graveyard in fareway town and brings a fresh bundle of the same type of flower to Basil's grave. An arrangement of purple hyacinths which in the language of flowers represents sorrow and a desire for forgiveness.

#echoes of past blooms( spirit basil lore );;#Strong Gladiolus(Aubrey);;

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arrietty-rune · 1 year

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Did some memes as stickers yoo

#omori #omori (game)#omori fanart #omori kel #omori aubrey #i love these guys so much aaaa #aubrey my child #hell yea #blooming tree

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dead-lights · 6 months

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the outcast // aubrey bloom

for @windbrook's slashed challenge, pose by @helgatisha

#windbrookslashed #vlad straud #aubrey bloom #simblreen #simblreen2023 #ts4 renders #ts4 #ts4 werewolves #ts4 vampires

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ethicaltreatmentofcowplants · 3 months

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Oh my watcher, why is he all the way over there?!? 😱

#occult save #occult playthrough #greg #greg lunvik #booger the labradoodle #aubrey bloom #sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 rotational play #sims 4 werewolves #sims 4 occult #moonwood mill #who's afraid of the big bad wolf? booger isn't :x

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marshmallow-sims · 11 months

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Merwolf for Mermay Aubrey made a self-dicovery as Child of the Ocean, so I cured her lycanthropy and turned her mermaid instead. She can still howl and kept Fated Mates status with Lou.

#the sims 4 #aubrey bloom #sims 4 werewolves #mermay #marshmallows story

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crazycatladysims · 5 months

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previous // next

[[ transcript & bonus ✨ below ]]

eliza: Bob, you won't beli ...

bob: not now, Eliza

eliza: but it's im ... not now!

iggy: going to check him ... you know how send the coupon, right? by email?

[ eliza nods ]

eliza: he could have at least changed his clothes *sigh *

becca: this damn bizarre place ... oh, hey Bob!

bob: Becca.

[ Becca observes ]

becca: soooo how is the sky today:

bob: full of Alders.

iggy: is today the day you're going to tell me about this bird code of yours?

becca: don't think so kid, but can give you a ride to school before heading to Winderburg PD. what do you say?

iggy: OMG please! one less day using the bus ...

just need to grab my backpack. and say goodbye to aiko.

could we give Jacob a ride too?

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BONUS

aubrey 🥺🥺🥺

maybe a treat more for me than for you guys because it's me that's dying of cutness

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fayes-fics · 6 months

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Refuge

Pairings: Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader, Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader (throuple)

Summary: Fluff fic. The boys tend to you when you are sick.

Warnings: none... this is just sick/comfort and fluff.

Word Count: 1.1k

Authors Note: Unbetaed. Anon request fill (see HERE) requesting a fluffy comfort fic with the Bridgerton brothers. This isn't set in the Lessons-verse, but is a similar set-up, where the reader is in an established throuple with A & B and lives with them at Aubrey Hall. Nonny, I hope this fits your wishes. Enjoy! <3

A bed is only a refuge when it's by choice.

That's the thought preoccupying your melancholic mind as you sit in bed, propped against a mass of pillows, staring out the window across the sun-drenched fields of Aubrey Hall. Wishing you could be outside, enjoying the sun's rays on your skin. Instead, you are stuck inside, boredom reaching new heights as you contemplate restarting a book for the third time.

For the past two days, a stomach complaint has left you feeling weak and without an appetite, but also frustratingly unable to sleep, seemingly worse at night. Also, you never sleep well when separated from your loves—it is all a recipe for a maudlin mood. The doctor does not think it is contagious but recommended bed rest and a foul-tasting tincture you must drink twice daily. The Bridgerton boys are coming back from business in London today, and usually, that would signify a wondrous, sensual reunion, but your traitorous body has decided otherwise.

Just as you are sullenly picking up the book you completed that morning, there is a soft knock at your door.

“Come in,” you call, defeated, expecting it to be someone bringing you more disgusting medicine.

“Darling, we are home! My valet informs me you are sick. Why did you not send word to London? We could have cut short our business,” Anthony’s worried tone seems to inhabit his whole frame as he strides in and makes a beeline for you.

“Are you alright?” Benedict adds, appearing behind him, his face also a picture of concern, rounding the other side of the bed.

The wondrous sight of them tips you over the edge. A bloom of pleasure mixed with frustration that your reunion cannot be in the manner you would like. It breaks the dam of emotions you have been keeping at bay, all bubbling over into tears.

“Oh my love, no, please do not cry!” Benedict implores and softly takes a seat on the edge of the bed, taking your hand.

Anthony hovers, worry etched into his face but seemingly unsure what to do. Benedict frowns at him and signals for him to sit on the bed, which he does after a pause, taking your other hand.

“I've missed you both so very much,” you snuffle between tears, your gaze pinging between them. “I am just so sorry to disappoint you - I am not in a fit state to celebrate as we usually would,” you offer quietly, feeling guilty and biting your lip.

“You could never disappoint us,” Anthony avows sincerely, squeezing your hand reassuringly.

“We have missed you too, my love,” Benedict strokes your cheek delicately with his free hand, swiping a tear that falls with his thumb. “But please, you are obviously sick; we only care about you getting better.”

“Yes,” Anthony nods brusquely, “what can we do to alleviate your suffering? Open a window? Or is the room too cold? Perhaps a fire? Do you need more pillows? Or less? Perhaps some more tea?”

A glow behind your ribs flares at their loving concern in their unique ways—Anthony trying to solve the problem, Benedict offering sympathy. It is just so them.

“I would perhaps enjoy new reading material,” you confess quietly. “I have read all the books here in this room at least twice over now,” you admit sheepishly.

“I will have the staff move my entire library up here this afternoon,” Anthony declares solemnly, a hand over his heart.

“No, no, please, just a few books will be more than fine,” you assure with a feeble giggle, more tears welling at his outsized gesture.

“I think what she most needs from us, brother, is us,” Benedict assesses, lowering himself to buss a kiss on your forehead—always the one to intuit your emotional needs more than you can yourself.

“Yes, please,” you whisper, almost ashamed of your yearning to just be held by them, your weakened state making you feel fragile and in need of strong arms holding you close.

Anthony instantly pulls at his boots and then swings himself around until he can lie next to you. “Of course, how did I not see that?” he chastises himself, his lips running a soothing line over your right temple.

Benedict also takes off his boots and does the same, and a feeling like warmed honey spreads behind your ribs as they each wrap an arm around your middle, snuggling into your neck and face.

“Thank you so much,” you murmur, your tears drying with their comforting presence.

“No more tears now,” Anthony lectures, but with a gentle sweetness that is him willing you to feel contentment. “We are here to do everything in our power to ensure you are all better soon.”

“Indeed,” Benedict confirms.

“Could you possibly get under the covers with me?” your ask is timid.

“Oh, of course!” both exclaim and stand up just long enough to shuck their jackets and waistcoats, pull back the bedding and slide in next to you. The heat of their bodies is an instant balm, seeping through their shirts through the thin cotton of your nightgown.

“Darling, your body is cold!” Anthony exclaims anxiously as his hand slides over your belly.

“I have not been able to keep food down, so I am always cold,” you admit. “All I can handle is weak, cooled tea.”

“My poor love,” Benedict sighs into your hairline. He runs gentle kisses over your cheek. “Then we will just have to stay here and keep you warm now, won't we?”

“That would be truly wonderful,” you sigh, closing your eyes, feeling a bone-deep relief to be back in their joint, loving embrace. Something feels missing when they must both be gone. One is bearable; both being gone makes you ache for them. “Thank you, my loves,” you murmur as you feel the pull of sleep finally taking you.

The boys share a knowing silent glance - all other things they may have to attend to can wait; paramount is you and your recovery - before settling into the pillows next to you. Their legs entwining with yours, their arms holding you, their solid bodies bracketing yours.

You sleep peacefully for the first time in days and awaken around dawn to beautiful birdsong, surrounded by Anthony and Benedict, their breath skittering over your skin in repose. During the night, your hands have ended up laced together. You feel warm for the first time this week, and your stomach rumbles, the urge to eat raring for the first time in days. It feels like you have turned a corner, although your desire to leave the bed is close to zero, snuggling down into them both - your wonderful boys.

A bed is only a refuge when it's by choice indeed.

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