#paperstacking

[hear-me-yell-bout-stuff]

Someone will find these random adventure time doodles someday

[luca-is-a-pengu]

whenever my friends joke about my medical file the gesture gets bigger with each time

(reading through your entire medical history) oh boy. ooooooh mama. not good. and that would have caused... yep. just like i thought. yeesh

[rheya28]

Sol School of Fashion ♥ The Sims 4: Build // CC

Sol School of Fashion "SOF" is a well known fashion studio/school located in Del Sol Valley. SOF is a space that encourages boldness, creativity, and innovation. Sims can have access to a café, photo studios, a classroom, a meeting room, a lounge, as well as a customizable runway with a backstage dressing room that consist of all the fashion necessities needed to produce a professional fashion show event.

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➽ Rheya's Notes:

♥ Hi guys, today I present to you SOL School of Fashion "SOF". This build/project is extremely special as I collaborated with the lovely and talented @farfallasims who kindly curated all the looks for the 2023 SOF Fashion Show Event Looks Curated by: @farfallasims [ Look Book Link ] 25:23

➽ Important Notes:

● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators ● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build

➽ Lot Details

Lot Name: Sol School of Fashion Lot type: Generic lot type or Cafe Lot size: 40x30 Location: Starlight Boulevard, Del Sol Valley

➽ Mods:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

Awingedllama : Boho Living, nostalgia living

Greenllama: The woodwind collection

Novvas: Holz Kitchen

Qicc: Sleep Hallway, Urban Bedroom

S-imagination: Nota

Sooky: Abstract framed posters -wooden frame

Sooky: Bon ton n1 ceiling lamp - Tall

Syboubou: Daguerre Reica Camera, Ballet mirror , fency

The Clutter Cat: Dandy Diary, Mellow moods

Aira : Artist in me

Anye: Zara Bathroom

ATS4: pot 4, pot 13, plant 16 Crafting room: dressform blouse, dressform male, dressform suit, folded fabrics, jar, paperstack, patterns, sewing machine

Harrie: Bafroom, brownstone, kichen

House of Harlix: Baysic, harluxe, brutalist, coastal, kwatei, octave, shop the look 2, spoons, Jardane, Livin Rum, Orjanic, tiny twavellers

Felix Andre: Berlin, Chateau, fayun, colonial, grove, kyoto, paris, shop the look

Brainstrip: my corner cc pack desk only

Charlypancakes: Munch, the lighthouse collection, miscellanea, modish, smol

Leori: Hipster loft

Illogical Sims: Home office

Kaiso: rustico living

Kate Emerald: Blissful baby Ottoman

Kiwisims4: Blockhouse hallway, Blockhouse Dining

Leaf Motif: Devon kitchen

Little Dica: Country side Cabin, Rise & Grind, sleek slumber

Madame Ria: Back to basics paint wall, Limber lumber

Madlen: Hiru misc set

Rusticsims: Mayaken, Modular life

Myls: Simple Clothes rack nordic

Mxims: LG

Myshunosun: Sol kitchen, Arrie Office, Gale dining, Lottie, Macaron kitchen, herbalist kitchen, tranquil bedroom

Peacemaker: Alesund, Hudson, Kitayama, Terra tiles horizontal/vertical, Vera Office

Pierisim: Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domain Du clos, MCM, Oak house, Tilable, unfold, Winter Garden

max20/maxsus: Poolside lounge pack

Sforzinda: Func EP02 Espressogrindomatic, espressoimpresso, cabin slats

sims4luxury: Mcgee&co Callhan rug

Sixam: Artz Living room, small spaces work from home, hotel bedroom, kessler kitchen, stylist wood livingroom, teen room

TaurusDesign: Eliza Bedroom, Elsa kids room

mycupofcc: Modernist

Tuds: 2ndWave, beam, cave, cross, wave

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[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 ◞ ₊˚

1.) (your selection of characters) finding out they are the readers muse secretly! - ⭐ anon

. ˚◞꒰ 🍰 mercenaries x reader, snake monster x reader, grim reapers x reader, scientist x reader, rhytaari x reader, detective x reader ꒱

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ALESSIO 781 ꒱ would be over the clouds knowing about this. a part of him deeply flustered and the other flattered — it would have been when he had bumped into a paperstack of your works when he discovered your interest for him and he hadn’t intended on snooping or looking.

he never does, he knows how important privacy is. it wasn’t until he saw his name written on the paper he tilted his head in confusion. or when he saw the sketches of him. and he neatly put the papers back in order, pretending he hadn’t seen anything. still processing. however, the next day when he had class with you, he couldn’t stop himself from giving you a few smirks and gaze a little longer than usual. chuckling as he watched your face turn several hues of red.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ 1311 ꒱ found out when he discovered you had forgotten your sketchbook, and picked it up. he’d always admired your works. he didn’t turn pages, all he did was flip the cover of the book over so that it would be closed and nobody but you could look.

however the face that met him on the page was his own, and a small shiver went up his spine — in fact, it wasn’t just one sketch of him on the piece of paper, but multiple. why, you almost sent the poor man into a coma without having any sort of clue. he closed it as quickly as he saw it, restraining himself from smiling like an idiot. and when you came around to get the book, there was a few of your favourite flowers and trinkets on it for you.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHIMA 781 ꒱ would be red in the face and spluttering flustered noises all to herself when she found the pieces of poetry you had written about her. with sketches among the piles. making even the most mundane parts about her so special.

delicate and written down in the most breathtaking descriptions that had her poor heart stuttering. it brought her to a stage she never displays to anyone, because it’s a difficult emotion to express. but you truly managed to make her lose her breath. her eyes scanning across the papers — she hadn’t meant to snoop. your papers and hers had been mixed up. and the next time she saw you, you yourself got flustered, when you noticed the way she was staring at you.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ YIZÉ 781 ꒱ had come home from a long day at work. settling down in his dorm and noticing the papers from earlier that you had been sketching on, and with a small hum, he’d get up once more and slowly drag himself over to them. wondering if you had forgotten to take them with you home.

it wasn’t until he saw sketches of him standing in the kitchen, sitting on the balcony, and doing the usual tasks he busies himself with when he’s home. a string of stuttered heartbeats follow the sight and he sighs, smiling to himself. oh yeah, you definitely forgot your papers here. hadn’t you been in a hurry too? you usually only showed him the drawings you had done of takara and the rest of your mutual friends. and without you knowing, he had snuck the drawings into his drawer so that he could keep them. . . at least for a while before he “finds” them.

꒰ tinkering in his university dorm, we see yuè yizé working on his next big project for his mechanical engineering class. with a sharp and intelligent mind, and a certain carefree nature. yizé moves along life smoothly. . . well, that’s what it may seem like. the busybody has his own dark secrets to keep. he has midlength silver hair, tan skin that is slowly becoming pale, a pair of silver eyes and stands at 6’3” ꒱

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ HÀOYÚ 9948V ꒱ he had most likely found out during one of his own little expeditions to find stuff for his next ritual. rustling through drawers and cabinets throughout the zhào estate to find the plants and the fruits needed. and in the cabinet he had given to you. he remembered that he once put some dried nightshade into it and kind of left it there in the jar.

it took one click of the cabinet lock and a large array of papers scattered into his face. his tall form stumbling back and landing on the floor, hands and arms flailing while his uncontrollable laughter rung through the empty, old, estate. it wasn’t until he stopped laughing he picked up your papers with curiosity and tilted his head at the reveal of songs you had made about him, poetry. oh you were in it now, and you had no idea. to muse a rhytaari such as hàoyú is like putting a chain around his and yours heart and interlinking them. and he had a mission to make you his.

꒰ ever brewing in his hatred of humanity,, the phantom looms. zhào hàoyú, a rhytaari left to haunt his abandoned family estate. slaughtering cities where supernatural discrimination lays prominent. he is 6’9” ft pale, with dark long, black hair that reaches his ankles, his dioxazine eyes dull and haunting, with an unforgiving, ever gleeful smile. ꒱

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 9819 ꒱ would be at a loss of words and breath when he had quite literally stumbled over the big file holder that had been thrown on the floor earlier when you had made a run for it to catch one of your suspects together with jìngyí.

you see. rishen had run back home to retrieve your crime investigation gear after finding the most recent victim downtown elritea. and had made his way up the many stairs of his, yours and jìngyí’s home, the clocktower. and of course he felt bad for stumbling over your precious file holder — there were important documents in those! so the detective had picked it up and watched as a few pieces of paper fell out of it. just his luck, no? he almost fainted from fluster when he saw the several drawings and songs about him — oh but you did not know of his knowledge of this, so he was not to say anything. and he had to hurry back, didn’t he? what a mess.

꒰ one of elritea’s greatest detectives, sent out to figure out some of the most devious cases of murder, theft and kidnapping. with a heart of good intention and hope for a better world, he keeps himself going trotting along the dark night streets. with dark curly hair that tickles his neck, maroon eyes and bronze skin, he stands at 5’9” ꒱

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ XIÀNLIÁNG ꒱ he would be surprised, yet, would brush it off. and it is not that he does not care, because in his head, he is touched by the attention and the interest.

but with circumstances of his past and how the rhytaari has become so used to blocking off such sentiment, he ignores it. leaving the pieces you had lost where you lost them, for you to find them yourself once again. he chooses to stay silent, and appreciate it in silence and only held to his chest. pretending he knows nothing of it when you eventually come to ask if he had read any of the contents on the papers. disregarding any and all facts he had read them.

꒰ xiànliáng, otherwise known as the rhytaari of catastophe. a stone cold and genuinely bored individual who takes pleasure in the mass chaos that comes with instances of disaster. a symbol of bad luck — yet the epitome of elegance. long, straight black hair that extends to the floor, black slitted eyes, a pair of black antlers, ghostly grey skin, stands at 7’4”꒱

[marithetoaster]

Cinnamon Dust Cookie

And

Burnt Toast Cookie!!!

+their combi pets

Cinnamon powder ghost

And

Paperstack twins

I wonder who the antagonist is hmmmmm

And an askblog!

@ask-burnt-toast-cookie

[figtrad]

Dax Shepard explains Sabrina Carpenter 'Juno' for his child

Dax Shepard found himself in a hilarious relative parental moment when his ten-year-old Delta daughter brought into question the meaning Sabrina CarpenterHit hit the song “Juno”. During the 17th March episode of his “chair of experts” Podcast, Dax Shepard revealed that the music of Sabrina Carpinter became a paperstack on their morning vehicles. The article continues below the…

[gamistuff]

Dax Shepard explains Sabrina Carpenter 'Juno' for his child

Dax Shepard found himself in a hilarious relative parental moment when his ten-year-old Delta daughter brought into question the meaning Sabrina CarpenterHit hit the song “Juno”. During the 17th March episode of his “chair of experts” Podcast, Dax Shepard revealed that the music of Sabrina Carpinter became a paperstack on their morning vehicles. The article continues below the…

[sayahastoomanyblogs]

OMG also the entire crew like you can't tell me tumblr wouldn't ship Lonely Heartbroken Kel with Dox, or Elend with one of the other aristocrat buddies or someone

Just do us all a favour and pick up this magical paperstack titled The Final Empire.

i wish mistborn was more popular bc i think kelsier is primo tumblr bait. he's a smartass bastard con artist who hired a little freak teenage girl for a heist and immediately swerved into being her adoptive dad. his immediate first instinct upon meeting a god was a solid right hook and he has repeated this at least twice more. he refuses to stop fucking up everyone elses plans and will die if he goes more than 12 hours without making a Devious Plot of some sort. hes started at least three religions/cults that revere him.

[punkins-place]

Canvas Flair and PaperStack being cute AF

[hear-me-yell-bout-stuff]

[japanman1994]

When I’m quiet is when I’m the most in the zone.. but Kanye tried to warn ya’ll... “Don’t let ME get in my zone!” #hardwork #stackmoney #paperstacking #billcounting #goals #achievements #makingithappen #diditmyway #paidoff #soonenough

[dudenukem]

Just a few cut and layered faves from this last year. I feel extremely lucky that there are so many projects I loved working on, and images that I’m proud yo have made in 2021. Helps at least a bit to balance out all the not so great stuff. Thanks for sticking with me this year, and hopefully I’ll see more of you in person in 2022 . . . #collageartwork #paperart #paperstacks #surrealcollage #handcutcollage #handcutpaper #illustration #surrealistart https://www.instagram.com/alexeckmanlawn/p/CYHEg5su1o5/?utm_medium=tumblr

[el-fridlo]

[holt5-blog]

A little peek at the bigger project! If you follow me on Facebook I'll have already shown the whole thing there, although it's still unfinished. I keep getting distracted one way or another though, and I fear I may not make much progress until the weekend. x) 🖌 #holt5 #digitalart #mixedmedia #squirrel #squirrelart #mouse #typewriter #typing #writing #paperstacks #squirrelsofig #squirrellife #ilovesquirrels #igart #artoftheday #dailyart #sneakpeak #deskjob #instaart #artoninstagram #fridayart #10am #dailygrind

[seidenbros]

Saw your requests are open so I was wondering if you could write for eddie x reader.

I've been thinking about reader knowing eddie from school but not being friends or anything, and she works at some design/printing place. One day Eddie comes in with his drawing for the hellfire shirts - a bit lost and bummed out cause he thinks the design is still missing something and also he has no idea how to actually go about making the shirts - but the reader is very helpful and the two realize it's a start of a very interesting relationship? :)

Requests are open | prompt lists for inspiration | Stranger Things Masterlist

Hello love and thank you so much for this, because it is such a cute request 💚 AND an interesting one due to the job and everything. So I hope I nailed it and you like it!

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN!Reader Word count: 2331 Warning/Tags: fluff, shy Eddie (here and there), I don't really see anything else (let me know if I missed anything)💚

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Help! I Need Somebody

You loved working at the print store, had been overjoyed when you’d gotten the job, because you always spent a lot of money here, which you could now save up for something else. Most of the things you needed to print to make your own shirts or whatever else tickled your fancy were now a lot cheaper and sometimes, your boss even let you have them for free, because he was so happy with your work. You were always friendly to the customers, had a smile on your lips, and while that made it easier to get through the day, it was also not lost on the customers, who came more frequently now that you were working there. Most of the time, you worked the weekends or after school. Sometimes, your money didn’t even make it home, because you spent it either in the record shop or on new art supplies, but the rest that did make it home, ended up in the envelope in your drawer.

The bell above the door rang on a lazy Saturday afternoon, announcing a new customer. You’d been in the back getting some new paper. It was warm and sunny outside, so there weren’t a lot of people visiting today. The last person had been here about an hour ago, so you’d been able to do some more organising in the back. Most people were spending their time outside, enjoying the sun, working in their gardens, and you envied them for a moment. Then again, you felt much better being productive here than laying around in the sun doing nothing.

“Just a second!” you called out to let the person know that there was someone there in case they needed some help. There were copy machines that the customers could operate themselves, but most of them still wanted the help, someone to talk to.

With the heavy paperstacks in your arms, you walked back to the front, hardly able to see anything, but you knew where you were going. What you didn’t have in mind, was that the customer could be in the way, and that was exactly what happened. You walked straight into that person.

“Ah shit!” you yelped, balancing the paper, while strong fingers wrapped around your upper arms.

“Whoa, hey there!” A familiar voice said, but you couldn’t see him yet. “You alright?”

“Yeah, just need to-” You stopped yourself, trying to heave the paper up, but he helped you, taking half of the packages off you, waiting for you to tell him where to put them. And then you saw who was standing in front of you. Eddie Munson, probably one of the last people you’d expected to walk in here. It wasn’t like you really knew him, but you went to school together, so you’d obviously seen him around, even had a course or two together, but you’d never really talked. “Over there.”

“Sure thing.” With ease, Eddie plopped the paper down where you wanted it, then watched you put the rest right next to his.

“Thank you.”

“No problem, y/n.” He caught you by surprise when he addressed you by your name. Well, yes, it wasn’t like you were strangers who saw each other for the first time, but you never would have thought that he’d know your name. Your surprise must have shown on your face, because he chuckled. “Didn’t think I knew your name, did you?”

“No,” you answered honestly, your lips turning up into a smile. “I mean we’ve never talked before… So why should you know my name?” You knew his, but Eddie was the person pretty much everyone knew, because of all the rumours and whatnot. Not that you gave a rat’s ass about what people said, because they said stupid stuff about you as well, but it certainly made his name well known throughout the town.

“Because you’re interesting and I’ve seen you around always drawing something in your notebook, so I’ve always been curious about what you were drawing. And I mean we have English together as well as biology.” Not that he was there all the time, but you’d certainly captured his eye, paying attention to class while drawing in your notebook when you weren’t taking down notes.

“You’ve been watching me, mh?” You couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on his face, like a deer caught in the headlights, when he realised what he’d just said.

“Not in a creepy way!” Jesus, Eddie, get a grip. “Just in a… that’s interesting kinda way, you know? Making me curious.”

“But you never asked me about it.” You weren’t unapproachable, were you? Just sometimes caught in your own bubble when you were concentrating on your art projects, especially when you were trying to capture a moment or the look on someone’s face.

“I wanted to, but I guess… I didn’t really work up the courage to come and talk to you.” Eddie scratched the back of his neck, cheeks turning a shade of red that you wished you could capture and put on paper right now, because it was so beautiful.

“Oh, I’m that terrifying, huh?” you said with a laugh, shaking your head. “Didn’t take you for the shy type.” Definitely not, but it was refreshing to see a different side to the person who stepped on lunch tables during break and delivered speeches to his friends and anyone else around who was willing to listen - and those who didn’t, still had the chance to leave or ignore him. He was fascinating, but he wasn’t here to talk to you, was he?

“Anyway,” you said before he could react to your words. “What can I help you with?”

“Yes… right…” Eddie mumbled, still trying to collect himself, because of your previous words. No, you weren’t terrifying, but apparently, he was getting a bit shy in your presence. Because you were so open, you laughed and smiled at him without trouble and didn’t back away like a lot of people did due to his reputation, which made you only more interesting. “I wanted to make some shirts for our Dungeons and Dragons club, and I came up with a kind of logo…” He reached in his back pocket to pull out the piece of paper he’d drawn it upon. “I feel it’s not really… finished, like something is missing, but I want to get this on shirts to surprise the others.”

He handed you the drawing and you looked it over. It looked great already, but he was right, there was something missing.

“Maybe, I can help with that. I mean, it looks amazing, but I have an idea, if that’s alright?”

“Yes, of course!” Eddie’s face lit up, because he’d secretly hoped to get some help from you. He hadn’t seen any of your drawings yet, but he knew that you must be good, creative at least, because otherwise you wouldn’t spend so much time doing that.

With a big grin on your face, you turned first towards the copy machine, so that you could make a copy of his work, because you didn’t want to just draw on the original. That one went back to Eddie and you took the other one with you behind the counter. Eddie followed you, but stayed on the other side to watch what you were doing. His eyes landed on your fingers, mesmerised by the way the pencils glided over the paper, like you didn’t even think about what you were doing, and maybe you didn’t, because you already knew what you wanted to add to his drawing.

You reached for the red pencil, tongue stuck between your lips as you added some colour to the existing parts and to the bits you’d drawn yourself. When you were finished, you looked back up at Eddie.

“Look, it’s more even when you put another dice on the other side and not just the D20, so I added the D4 as well-”

“You know what these are?” Eddie said, visibly surprised and even a bit enamoured with you. That was definitely nothing he’d expected.

“Sure!” You cocked your head to the side. “That’s what you didn’t expect, right?”

“Well…” He bit his lip, before he shrugged his shoulders. “Not really to be honest.”

“To be honest, I haven’t played Dungeons and Dragons, but I read up on it, ‘cause I got curious and even got a character sheet that I started on.”

“Really?” Now, that really piqued his interest. It was something he was so passionate about, and here you were telling him that it was something you were interested in as well.

“I’m not gonna tell you about it. Maybe later. After all, you’re here because of this.” You pointed towards the drawing, on the table in front of you. You knew that the questions were burning on his tongue, but telling him about your character when he knew so much about it, made you a little shy all of a sudden. Your character wasn’t finished after all, and you could really use some help, if you ever wanted to pursue playing actively. “Apart from the dice, I just added a little bit of colour. Now, I don’t know if you wanted it to be just black and white, but I just thought that the red and yellow add a little more depth and make it look even more badass.”

“No, no, you’re totally right!” Eddie’s eyes were glued to the drawing, while his mind was still racing with the information that you were interested in DnD. “This really makes it perfect. Thank you!” Eddie gave you a dazzling smile, that made you feel the heat creep up your neck all of a sudden.

“Pleasure! So, do you know how you want to put it on a shirt?” You came back around the counter, the new drawing in hand. “I mean, you could paint it on the shirt by hand, but that takes some of your time away. You could also order some printed shirts with that, which isn’t exactly cheap. The cheapest version and the one that saves you the most time, is this.” You rummaged through a drawer before you pulled out what you were looking for, and held it up.

“And… that is what exactly?” To Eddie, it looked like just another piece of paper, maybe a bit thicker, but he really didn’t know what you wanted with that.

“That, my friend, will transfer your drawing onto a shirt.” A crooked smile was still playing on your lips when you nodded your head, gesturing for him to follow you to the printer in the back. “We print the picture on this, and then you just need to put it face down on the shirt, flat iron it, leave the iron on it for some time, but move it around a little so it doesn’t overheat, and voila, you have your finished shirt.”

“Are you serious?”

“Absolutely! How do you think I make my shirts?”

“Wait, you made them yourself?” Eddie’s eyes widened in surprise. He’d admired your shirts every now and then but hadn’t told you, and now he found out that you’d made the designs yourself? Amazing!

“Yeah… not all of them like this, I hand paint some of them, but generally speaking… yeah.” You focused on the printer, put the right paper in that you’d need for this and started printing the first one.

“Well, then I have to tell you, that you’re doing awesome work with them. Because I always wondered where you got clothes like that from, because I thought they were so cool.”

“Oh… thank you. Most people just look at me weird because I do not dress like them, but at least this-” you gestured towards your own body, your clothes “-is me and not something everybody else wants to see or wears around here.” Yes, you were proud to express your personality, and that your parents had given up on trying to talk you out of it.

“You should know by now that I’m not most people,” Eddie said with a wink, making you smile.

“Yeah, I picked up on that.” You reached for the finished paper and held it up to him. “Now, you just have to iron it on a shirt.”

“Can we get a couple more?” Eddie inspected the print, traced his fingers over the outlines, smiling to himself. Yes, now, it was really perfect, and the others would love it as well.

“Sure!” You set to work, put a few more of these special papers in before you let them get printed.

“Thank you… for all your help. I was really stuck but didn’t want to wait any longer.”

“It was no problem. I mean, it looked great before already, and you could have gotten that printed-”

“Nonono, it’s better this way. You’re right about the colours.” Something he really hadn’t paid any attention to, but now that you’d added them, he couldn’t even imagine the logo without them. “So, about that DnD character of yours…”

“I told you, I’m not finished… kinda stuck.”

“Ahh, now see, that’s what I am an expert in. You helped me with this, I can help you with your character sheet. And you can even join us for the next campaign, if you want, see what it really is like. Maybe you’ll enjoy it.”

“Are you serious?” Your eyes lit up, because you’d been dying to find out what it was like to actually play.

“Of course I am!”

“Okay, Munson, you got yourself a deal.” With a bright smile on your lips, you reached out your hand. When Eddie grabbed it and shook it, you knew you’d found a new friend, someone who was as passionate about the things he loved as you. Ignoring the tingles that started to move up from your arm, coursing through your whole body in the end, you were just happy to have made a new friend.

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[skyplayssplatoon3]

I'M ON TEAM PAPERSTACKS Good luck out there everyone when the time comes!!