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A bit about me: You all can call me Deana. I'm a 38-year-old og simmer. I've played The Sims, The Sims 2, and now The Sims 4. The Sims has always been an escape from reality for me.
What to expect: I'm a stoner and I often treat this as my sims journal so expect to see lengthy text posts where I ramble on about my sims. I love my pixel babies very much and pour my heart into everything I do for my sims. Because I cycle through anywhere from 3-8 saves at the moment, it's always going to be a mixed bag what you'll see from me day to day. Below you'll find links to some of my sims gameplay.
The Langley Legacy Beginning | Latest (ended, not updated)
The Johnson-Monroe Family The False Start | New Start | Latest
Super Sim Challenge The Early Days | Childhood | Jaycee
Other Things Creations | CC Finds
Twitter | BlueSky
#pinned post#navigation post#simblr#black simblr#black sismmer#langley legacy#the johnson-monroes#super sim challenge#cc finds#my pixel babies#jaycee westbrook
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Arya’s and Rory’s house is pretty bare, but they’re excited to make it their own over time.
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As time marched on, Wilhelmina found herself expecting once more. Despite appearances of smooth sailing, Edwin took it upon himself to be exceptionally attentive to her needs. Scarred by the challenging journey of Thomas's pregnancy, he harbored a deep fear that Wilhelmina might endure another arduous ordeal.
#sims 4#ts4#ts4 legacy#sims 4 legacy#sims 4 decades challenge#ts4 decades challenge#ts4 historical#1830s#the langley legacy#edwin langley#wilhelmina langley#thomas langley
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I made a kinlist Just specifically for this blog (this blog will never see anything except dunmeshi and Smosh content but it feels right to keep it here)
#smosh#baf legacy#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#baldur's gate 3#astarion#fnaf#withered bonnie#simon bootles#damien haas#power#chainsaw man#asuka langley soryu#neon genesis evangelion#chilchuck#laios touden#beastars#haru beastars#reigen arataka
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caught in 4k: darcy sneaking into her parents' house!
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The Greenhorn Chronicles 57: Lynne Denison Foster on Recognition & Repetition (4)
Publisher: In-Sight Publishing
Publisher Founding: March 1, 2014
Web Domain: http://www.in-sightpublishing.com
Location: Fort Langley, Township of Langley, British Columbia, Canada
Journal: In-Sight: Independent Interview-Based Journal
Journal Founding: August 2, 2012
Frequency: Three (3) Times Per Year
Review Status: Non-Peer-Reviewed
Access: Electronic/Digital & Open…
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#Clare and Sara Bronfman#corruption#dishpit#Event Coordinator#exploitation#Fort Langley#groom#horse world#hospitality#institutional memory#Jimmy Kimmel#Keith Raniere#Legacy Club#Marilyn vos Savant#Mega Society#NXVIM#Redwoods Golf Course#SafeSport#Tbird Spirit Recognition#Thunderbird#troublesome kid#Vanguard#VIP area#Walnut Grove#world’s highest IQ
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NASA Glenns Langley Legacy
“[On December 15, 1941] a few shivering, startled Southerners from Langley, the vanguard of those in the Power Plants Division transferring to Cleveland, arrived in the biggest snowstorm in years,” recalled former receptionist Mary Louise Gosney. This vanguard was the first large group of NACA employees to relocate from the Langley Memorial Aeronautical Laboratory to […]
from NASA https://ift.tt/j0ulE5L
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Guardians of the Galaxy #2 -July 2008-
"Legacy"
cover artist Clint Langley
written by Dan Abnett & Andy Lanning
pencil art by Paul Pelletier
inked by Rick Magyar
colors by Nathan Fairbairn
letters by Joe Caramagna
#marvel comics#guardians of the galaxy#star lord#gamora#rocket raccoon#adam warlock#drax the destroyer#phyla vell#groot#mantis#vance astro#comics
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bigote.
#sims 4#sims 4 gameplay#ts4#sims 4 story#he kinda looks like a mayor whiskers#i love him#he's so sweet#sims 4 simblr#sims 4 screenshots#sims 4 edit#ts4 leagcy#random legacy challenge#langley legacy
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Y’all! I really wanted to reach gen ten by the end of 2023 but I let myself get distracted by sharing on here and now the pressure is on. That means no new Langley posts until after the new year so I can focus the few hours I have each day on actually playing the game.
I mean Katelyn (generation nine heir) is about to be an child so it won’t be much longer before she is a young adult. I just have to make sure I remember to take pictures for you all while I’m hyper focused on the task.
#black simblr#simblr#black simmer#langley talk#langley legacy#all I want is to unlock the legacy achievement then I’m done with this save#I am so ready for next year and all the different things I want to do with my sims
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Arya’s, and Rory’s house.
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1839 had come with its biting cold, enveloping the quaint Langley homestead in a frosty embrace, offering them a reprieve from the demands of farm life and allowing them to relish precious family moments amidst the wintry chill.
Wilhelmina couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that their newfound leisure had coincided with her peculiar physical sensations. Two missed periods and a subtle bulge in her belly had left her with a sense of unease, prompting her to ponder the possible reasons behind these changes.
One frosty morning, as the soft glow of dawn filtered through the frost-kissed window panes, Edwin, ever the early riser, was up and about, preparing for another day's toil at Abernathy Farm. Despite the lull in agricultural duties due to the season, he still needed to tend to the livestock and ensure the smooth running of the homestead.
Curiously, Wilhelmina rose from her slumber simultaneously with Edwin, a departure from her usual routine of lingering under the covers until the sun had fully ascended. In the depths of winter, coaxing the children out of bed often consumed more time, resulting in extended sleep-ins. Yet, a restlessness had gripped Wilhelmina of late, prompting her to abandon her customary lie-in and join her husband at daybreak.
"Sweetheart, why not return to bed?" Edwin suggested as he tucked his shirt into his trousers. "It's early still, and the children are likely to sleep through."
But Wilhelmina was lost in introspection, her gaze fixed on her reflection in the mirror, oblivious to Edwin's words. "Minna" he called out, attempting to draw her attention back to the present moment.
Wilhelmina tore her gaze away from her reflection, her eyes meeting Edwin's with a hint of confusion. "Uh?" she murmured, oblivious to his initial question.
Edwin chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. "What's got into you? You've been wandering around in the clouds for weeks" he remarked casually, fastening the buttons of his waistcoat.
Thoughtfully, Wilhelmina's fingers trailed over her abdomen as she pondered. "Haven't you noticed any changes in me lately?" she inquired, her tone tinged with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Edwin, turning to face her, furrowed his brow in contemplation. "Have you been styling your hair differently perhaps?" he responded, his voice laced with a hint of uncertainty as he tried to grasp her meaning.
Though the subtle swell of Wilhelmina's belly was evident, such observations often eluded men, who typically relied on their wives to share any news of significance. Edwin simply assumed Wilhelmina had gained a bit of weight, a plausible outcome given the bountiful harvest they'd reaped prior to winter and the steady income from Abernathy Farm.
Wilhelmina regarded him with a mixture of disbelief and amusement, her lips twitching into a wry smile. Edwin, sensing his misstep, completed the meticulous task of buttoning his shirt cuffs before leaning against the dresser, his gaze fixed on his wife. "Come on now, tell me, what's been weighing on your mind?"
With an affectionate sigh, Wilhelmina moved away from the mirror and settled onto the edge of the bed. "Come closer," she beckoned, her hand gesturing towards the vacant space beside her. Edwin obliged, taking his place at the foot of the bed as Wilhelmina began to share her thoughts. "Seems like things are looking up, doesn't it?" she remarked, her voice tinged with a mixture of hope and uncertainty.
As Edwin reclined onto the bed, he offered a subdued affirmation. "Lord Abernathy's payments have been steady, and our harvest has been bountiful," he acknowledged. "At least now we have the assurance that even if the crops were to fail, we'd still have my earnings from Abernathy Farm…" His words trailed off as he turned his gaze towards Wilhelmina, his expression shifting to one of curiosity. "But how does this tie into what I asked you? Darling, don't keep me in suspense, I'll need to be off soon."
Wilhelmina's smile widened, a glimmer of mischief dancing in her eyes. "So, would it be a cause for celebration if I told you I'm expecting once more?" she teased, her hands gently cradling her abdomen.
Edwin's face lit up with unrestrained joy, his movements mirroring the excitement that coursed through him. "Are you certain?" he inquired eagerly, his hands instinctively reaching out to rest upon Wilhelmina's belly. "Almost certain." she affirmed with a tender smile, her eyes reflecting the same elation that shone in Edwin's.
With a mixture of wonder and delight, Edwin gingerly traced the gentle curve of Wilhelmina's abdomen, his touch imbued with a sense of reverence. "Oh, my love…" he breathed, his voice filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and anticipation.
As Wilhelmina met Edwin's gaze, she felt her heart swell with a profound sense of contentment. It had been nearly five years since she last cradled a newborn in her arms, and the prospect of welcoming another child into their lives filled her with a profound sense of joy and wonder. In that fleeting moment, the prospect of impending parenthood felt like a cherished dream come true, a testament to the enduring bond that united them as husband and wife.
#ts4#sims 4#ts4 legacy#sims 4 legacy#ts4 historical#ts4 decades challenge#sims 4 decades challenge#1830s#the langley legacy#wilhelmina langley#edwin langley
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Name: Kaden Langley
Species: Hunter (Ranger)
Occupation: Animal Control Officer
Age: 33 Years Old
Played By: Liz
Face Claim: Michiel Huisman
“I’ve got my own codes. They’re, uh… I probably should have written them down.”
TW: Parental death
Le devoir passe avant la famille.
Duty first, family second. That was the core of the Langley family hunter code and what Kaden heard day in and day out while growing up and training to be a ranger worthy of his family’s legacy.
It was also the adage that led Charles Langley to his grave. Claire never forgave herself for not being there the night that her husband was torn apart by a pack of werewolves, for not standing beside him as a hunter instead of fleeing with their children as a mother. She was supposed to be a hunter first, just like him. Still, it became clear to Claire that though their duty was to rid the world of supernatural filth, the only way to do that, to survive, was with family. They had to stick together above all else. She would be sure that nothing would come between them. They were stronger together and she would not let her children meet the same fate as their father.
Kaden and Keira’s training only escalated after their father’s death, even though they were only ten and eight years old. Supernatural scum didn’t care how old a hunter was, they would show no discretion and so neither did Claire. Her standards were high, almost impossible and Kaden’s were the highest of all. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he worked, or how close he came to reaching those standards, the goalpost always seemingly moved just out of reach. He was the older brother, left as the man of the family; in Claire’s eyes, there was no other option for him than to be the best.
His little sister, on the other hand, never had trouble pushing herself to their mother’s standards. She was tenacious and fully believed in every word of the hunter’s code, determined to rid the world of werewolves and any other monsters crawling the earth. For every ounce of conviction she possessed, Kaden had a drop of doubt. He tried to drown it out, but it leaked through bit by bit as the years went on, with every werewolf left dead in the woods and every squonk slayed.
It didn’t matter. He told himself his duty was to hunt and to stick by his family no matter what. He couldn’t deny the danger they had encountered throughout the years or what had happened to his father. If nothing else, he had to stay to make sure his family survived. Even more importantly, he had to be sure Keira survived. She grew more and more reckless as the years went on, more committed to their duty than any other hunter Kaden knew. She was going to get herself killed unless he could pull her back off the ledge. So he stayed for her.
He stayed until he couldn’t. Throughout the years, Kaden tried to find moments of normalcy where he could. There wasn’t much to find, but he had found one small piece to hold onto in Damien. He was just a normal human with no clue about the supernatural or any of the fucked up shit that the Langleys dealt with on a daily basis. Damien was happy to live in ignorant bliss and Kaden was more than happy to leave him there. Maybe he shouldn’t have.
Kaden returned from a hunting trip and when he met back up with Damien, something was different. The hairs on his arms stood straight up and a chill ran down his spine in an all too familiar way. His friend had turned into a werewolf. He wasn’t sure if Damien even knew what he was or how dangerous he was now and he was too afraid to ask. Instead, he chose his own ignorant bliss.
His sister didn’t make the same choices. Kaden couldn’t keep her away from Damien forever and Keira sensed what he was just as quickly as her brother had. Unlike her brother, she knew what had to be done. When Kaden came home, he felt a chill down his spine as he stepped into the living room. He didn’t have to switch on the lights to see Damien tied up and gagged on the couch with Keira standing there with a knife to his throat. Kaden tried to negotiate with his sister, tried to talk her down, but she insisted that he needed to kill his friend or that she would.
He refused. She kept to her word, kept to the code. Le devoir passe avant la famille.
Kaden had stayed for Keira. It turned out, she wasn’t there anymore. There was no more reason to stay. But he didn’t know where to go. If he was abandoning his family, it meant leaving his whole world behind. Everything was tied up in hunting, everything except for Damien. He had to reach out beyond his family and their circle of colleagues and friends. But who did he know who would understand?
A letter came in the mail a few days before, almost like fate was handing him the answer. It was from his cousin, Andy; his cousin who had run away from the family with her own sister years ago. Kaden turned the envelope over to see the return address. Looked like he was heading to Wicked’s Rest, Maine.
He wasn’t sure what he was going to do but the one thing he did know was that he planned to throw the Langley hunter codes into the trash. Fuck duty, fuck family. There had to be a better way to hunt and Kaden was going to find it. Time to write his own hunter codes.
Character Facts:
Personality: Determined, impulsive, abrasive, loyal, violent, sarcastic, stubborn
Kaden was born in Lyon, France, and speaks French and English fluently.
Superior knowledge of the supernatural and monsters, specifically beasts.
Superior in all kinds of melee and ranged weaponry, though he has a soft spot for a good knife.
Kaden still believes in the value of hunting as a way to keep humanity safe but he refuses to be put into a situation like the one he found himself in with Damien. His hunter codes are a work in progress, but he’s determined to follow them to the letter. Well, when he remembers. It’s a work in progress.
Kaden’s father was Jewish. He and Keira kept the traditions and holidays that they could alive. Claire thought that celebrating and any sort of religious display was pointless and took time away from hunting, but never stepped in or prevented her children from trying to keep that connection to their father. Even so, Kaden and Keira tried to keep it secret, something that was special just between them as siblings.
Currently, he’s sleeping on the couch at Andy and Alex’s place.
Kaden doesn’t know the real reason why Andy and Alex fled all those years ago. His mother told him that they had betrayed the family. Andy told him that she had to protect her sister. He had no idea Alex was a werewolf before showing up at their doorstep.
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