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Cand-E Set

Cute e-girl outfits for multiple frames

♡ PATREON | SFS | MEGA ♡

♡ Ko-fi ♡

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--> Female Frame | HQ Textures Sweater w/ Corset | EA | 25 Swatches = 6959 poly Sweater | EA | 25 Swatches = 7446 poly

Sweater w/ Corset | Flat | 25 Swatches = 6793 poly Sweater | Flat | 25 Swatches = 5993 poly

Panty | EA | 25 Swatches = 4044 poly Panty | Squishy Thighs | 25 Swatches = 4176 poly

Panty w/ Bulge | EA | 25 Swatches = 4044 poly Panty w/ Bulge | Squishy Thighs | 25 Swatches = 4176 poly

--> Male Frame | HQ Textures Sweater w/ Corset | EA | 25 Swatches = 6723 poly Sweater | EA | 25 Swatches = 5881 poly

Panty | EA | 25 Swatches = 3958 poly Panty | Squishy Thighs | 25 Swatches = 4090 poly

--> Socks | 30 Swatches | Not HQ

-> Teen - Elder

-> All LODs

-> All Maps

-> New Meshes

-> Custom Thumbnails

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in case ur like me and u saw that post about someone not being wcif b/c all their shit is AI generated but didn't know who it was about:

it's user leafpants. block away if u wish but are also nosy and wanted to see what people were talking about. 🤸‍♀️

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I won't tell

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literally fuck you.

i completely forgot about this stupid thing and that's why i hadn't been updating.

im shooting laser beams directly into the mind of whichever marketing asshole at EA thought this was a good idea.

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Just in case you're not sick of me yet, today is your last day to get caught up on TFA before chapter 25 begins tomorrow morning. Hopefully we'll have answers and not more questions. I'll be wiping down the Ratchet Reading Room™, fluffing the pillows, marinating the wings and restocking the cognac today so if you have any lingering questions, now is a good time to ask them. As always, stay tuned!

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i completely forgot about this stupid thing and that's why i hadn't been updating.

im shooting laser beams directly into the mind of whichever marketing asshole at EA thought this was a good idea.

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i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

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“Everything’s yours. Sorry I wasn’t the man you thought I could be.. B x”

Ivan had already assumed that Bruno would’ve left by the time he got back, but the reality of his departure still sat heavily upon his heart; a sharp, familiar ache that he knew would only dull with time.

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REBLOG IF YOU HAVE STRETCHMARKS

This way people can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.

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Mia: God, Ivan.. you’ve spent this whole holiday moping. Ivan: Ain’t you s’posed t’be able t’do whatever y’want on vacation? Mia: [sighs] I guess, but you’re bumming me out. Ivan: Sorry. Mia: I’m tryna make you feel better, is all. No one said I was any good at it. Ivan: Thanks for tryin’-.. you’re doin’ pretty good. Mia: I reckon you just needed some time to think, y’know? You can sit down n’ hash it all out once you get home. Ivan: I know him well enough by now t’know he’ll be gone by the time I get back. I’m done, either way-.. he made his choice n’ it ain’t one I can get behind. Mia: Well, it’s hard to understand without the full story but I’ll take your word for it. Ivan: I thought about askin’ him t’marry me at one point… Mia: Why didn’t you? Ivan: Maybe I could tell his heart wasn’t in it by then-.. maybe it was daft t’think we actually wanted the same things. I dunno if I’m even surprised the more I think about it. Mia: Don’t think about it then. Ivan: Easier said than done, ‘specially with Tilda rubbin’ salt in the wound-.. gallivanting all over the place with Triss. Mia: I’m sure you’ll find someone else to gallivant with one day. Ivan: Nah, I’m fuckin’ cursed. [Mia sighed as Ivan launched into a self-deprecating tirade about his miserable love life and the many, many failed relationships and subsequent breakups he’d been through that were all his fault. By the time he’d reached his teens, she’d had enough] Ivan: Oi, I’m talkin’ here! Mia: You’re ranting. Ivan: I was singin’ your praises for helpin’ a second ago n’ now y’fuckin’ off? Mia: Cutting this pity party short is helping, so keep singin’ em! Ivan: [scoffs] It ain’t a pity party. Mia: Time heals all wounds, you’re amazing, you’ll find someone else-.. byeeeee. Ivan: Tch, not likely. Pixie: What? Ivan: Nothin’, petal. Pixie: This couch smells rank. [Ivan chuckled as his imitating lil lady joined him, fond as always-.. maybe none of it mattered as long as she was happy] Ivan: It really does, huh?

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Nadira had her first performance from her theater club.

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Chapter 43.5

Idiot.

The voice in my head is persistent. It’s been over two months but it’s not letting up.

I try to focus on the lines, struggling to keep the faint remnants of my Tartosan accent from creeping into Llama Man’s commanding voice. It’s always more difficult just after I’ve been home.

Idiot.

Images from the last year keep flashing by, little details seared into my brain. Her green eyes. Her smile. The delicate birthmarks artfully strewn across her face. I used to insist on kissing each of them goodbye before I left and it always made her laugh.

It was the best sound in the world.

Idiot.

The more recent images are a different story. Her tears. The look of shock and confusion in her eyes. She didn’t understand, of course, and some days I’m not sure I do either. Am I an idiot for leaving her? Or for letting myself fall in love with her in the first place?

Both?

“Alright, Paul, that was good, but let’s do an extra take just to be sure.”

I nod at the sound technician and start over.

“I’ve sent the files off to Mike. Personally, I don’t think he’ll demand another round, the last two takes were flawless.”

“Thanks. I’m sorry for dragging you in for pick-ups again, I’ve been feeling a bit off lately.”

“Hey, it’s a pay check. And I’m going to need it for the move. We want to get settled into the new house before my son’s wedding so we’re already packing.”

“Did you find a job in Henford yet?”

“Not yet, but my wife got an offer. We’ll make it work. My kid is the only family I have left, so if he moves abroad, we follow. And I never liked staying in one place for too long anyway, I get restless.”

“Well, best of luck over there, Charles. The new sound tech will have some big shoes to fill.”

“Thanks, Paul. It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

Charles leaves, and I turn on the coffee machine.

I’ve just finished pouring two mugs when Lee arrives.

“Oh, you must have read my mind, love, I am positively dying for a coffee right now.”

“When are you not?”

Lee settles onto the sofa with a sigh.

“It’s been one of those weeks, deadlines put such a damper on my creativity. But how was Tartosa? Did you have a nice birthday?”

“It was fine. I didn’t feel like making it a huge thing, but my mother had arranged a family dinner at the vineyard.”

“Ah, just an intimate and completely non-threatening gathering with fifteen to twenty people, then.”

I lean back against the counter and take a long sip of the coffee to avoid responding. It’s still too hot, and I grimace as the liquid burns my mouth. Idiot.

Lee isn’t so easily deterred, though.

“So, that’s it? You’re just never going to see her again?”

“Lee, first of all, she blocked me. On my birthday, no less. So I’m going to take that as a big fat hint and respect her wishes. Second, I broke up with her because it was a dead end. She’s not going to settle down for another decade, and when she does, she’s not going to pick some fifty year old relic.”

Lee raises an eyebrow.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Yeah, I said it. Sorry to break it to you, Lee, but you’re old. Ancient. Practically dust.”

“I’m choosing to ignore your hurtful remarks because you’re clearly heartbroken and out of your mind with grief.”

I snort. “Sorry. I’m fine, really, I’m just annoyed at myself.”

“For irrationally breaking up with the love of your life or for stubbornly refusing to reconsider?”

“For being an idiot in general, I guess. I knew it was a bad idea. I even told her as much the first time I met her. But then I just had to go back and talk to her again like a complete dumbass and she practically invited herself back to my hotel. How could I say no to that?”

Lee chuckles. “Oh, but you couldn’t, of course you couldn’t. I mean, she’s not exactly my type, but I can still appreciate the aesthetics, as it were.”

“Right? And that might even have been fine if it never went any further, but I got carried away and kept seeing her even though everyone could tell it was going to end badly. We’re both better off like this, I’ll get over it.”

Lee just looks at me over the rim of his glasses.

“Are you sure? I may be a dusty old relic but as far as I’m aware, the only way you could possibly know that she blocked you is if you spent your birthday trying to look her up.”

“Thanks, detective. It was a moment of weakness, you don’t need to rub it in my face.”

“I’m not trying to rub anything in your face, love, I know it’s not your thing. But you were clearly serious about her if you were planning to bring her to Tartosa. And just because the poor girl understandably got slightly intimidated, you drop her like a newborn giraffe. Why not give her some more time?”

“I didn’t… Lee, it was the sensible thing to do! I just turned forty, I can’t just spend years waiting for her to make up her mind and hope for the best.”

“I don’t share your fetish for monogamy, but I believe all relationships are like that, you can never be certain. But you’ve always been stubborn so I’ll just give you the usual break-up advice. Get a haircut, hit the gym, put yourself back out there. Will you at least see my stylist?”

“Never. I am not brave enough to let Jessica Clemons near my wardrobe.”

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this new kit is BLACKity BLACK and LOVE IT

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sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine

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btw did u know i post poses on my side blog too?

Oh hello, while I'm waiting for inspiration to start on the next section of legacy I thought I'd share some of the backlog of poses I have. Been meaning to share these out for a while, but enjoy some poses I made for all the squad in high school. :)

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for the couch poses you will need hulazombie's phone acc for 2 of them. download here!

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In game they are called High School Poses and it comes with 14 poses! Enjoy!

TOU: Don't put any shit I make behind a paywall that's it.

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check out other poses I've shared here

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Actual vows under the cut!

Jayce's vows to Hope:

"I'm going to wake you up every morning with kisses, but on your forehead, because morning breath. I love you more than you knew was ever possible. This is just the start. I promise never to burn your pancakes because I just hit level 5 cooking babe. I'm going to be your best friend, your lover, your confidant, your shoulder, your ear, your pillow. I'll help you take those super high heels off after work and rub your toesies. I'm not perfect, Hope, I'm flawed. And where I'm flawed, you're not. You're the lobster to my thermidor, you're the beef to my wellington, the noodles to my minced pork, the flirty to my heart cookies. I promise to love you forever, forever ever, forever ever. And ever and ever."

Hope's vows to Jayce:

"Jayce you have a smile that lights up my entire life. You're the sun, but not as dangerous as the murder circle in the sky. You have a beautiful way of wrapping me up and reassuring me with words alone. You finish my sentences, you talk me through my troubles, you have the best solutions, you have the goofiest laugh and the best dad jokes. I love the little songs you hum when you're concentrating. I want to hear you hum forever. I want to hear you laugh forever. I want to see you smile forever. I love the way you love me and I'm going to love you back harder than you knew was ever possible. You're the yorkshire to my pudding, the aubergine to my parmesean, the lovely mushroom to my soup, the buttered jam to my crumpets, the pie to my cottage. I promise to love you forever, forever ever, forever ever. And ever and ever."