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WingsSims - ON0910 (edited)

CAS thumbnail Mesh by Wings Edited by Plumdrops My edit of Shockshame texture & Pastry-Box controls.

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updated reshade presets masterlist

masterlist

masterlist submission/error form

I’ve compiled an updated reshade presets list currently consisting of 150+ presets created by over 80 simmers! If I’ve missed any presets, new ones are created, or you’d like to add your own, please refer to the submission/error form above. For any other comments or concerns, feel free to PM me or send an ask.

(Please read creators’ notes carefully regarding version compatibility. In general, all presets made for 3.0.x are compatible up until 3.1.x, and all presets made for 3.1.x are compatible until 3.4.x. I have not tested all of these presets, nor am I affiliated with their creators. Additionally, note that presets made for ts3 will work with ts4 and vice versa. Use all presets at your own risk.)

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brownland again

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lnec facilities pt.1

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stable interior

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Hey look at me being alive!

Early morning ride with Frank <3

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Myosotis’ Kentucky Future & Gina Yeatman

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Summer had been unrelenting; the cloud of sweltering heat floated across the dry land causing a lazy haze that lifted gradually throughout the long days. For newcomer Blanca, it hadn’t been an easy transition to settle into her new life at Honeybrook. Although the Rosella family had welcomed her merrily into their small group, she hadn’t yet found appreciation for the birds that started their merry morning tune at ungodly hours of the bright mornings - why was her bedroom right across from the woodland? She had hoped for rain and darkness, the two things she had always conjured in her mind when she thought of England. But her faithful old sweaters and winter coats still remained unpacked whilst she sweated off the festive food weight she’d gained every December. Rupert tried to keep her settled and balanced in his busy, thriving life but it didn’t come easy to him. He was usually tucked away in the main barn, worrying over one of his prized Warmbloods or trying to convince his two headstrong sisters why they shouldn’t keep taking on stray pets. He hadn’t been amused at all to peel back the bed covers to find find a furry four-legged beast with a lopsided wolfish grin and a lovely set of pearly teeth growling at him. But every so often, he would hang back from the morning exercise sessions; taking the time to overcook toast and sprawl out on their large overstuffed couch, the phone in his hand bleeping with regular updates from Benny. But for Blanca, this was their own happy little bubble; away from the prying eyes of the grooms, wondering exactly what did Rupert see in her, to the over-friendly nature of Benny and his bear hugs that left her full of hay and an unusual shyness.

Blanca’s first official exploring tour of the farm had resulted in her finding an overgrown meadow that one blossomed under care and love from someone; now it was neglected and shrouded behind the thick moss trees that lined the property. Her plucky nature had resulted in her being allowed to work with Milo, a bulky big bay thing with a shocking white blaze that curved up at one side of his muzzle, and an oddball patch of white on his back leg. He was what Rupert called ‘a good duck’; he was never what some would call naughty or misbehaved, but he was sprinkled with mischief, and each morning he would walk calmly out of his large cosy stable, letting Blanca lead him out into the sweltering heat under Rupert’s watchful eyes as he joined alongside with his gelding Junior - but as they would soon part company, one heading for a serious workout in the arena, the other wandering down to the long-lost meadow - Milo’s child-like personality would unfold.

Peace and quiet - they weren’t ever words that popped into Blanca’s mind when she thought back over her day. Loudness, cheerfulness…yes, but never quiet. Even the main barn was often swamped with activity; horses heading in and out on rides or turnout trips, grooms complaining over the heat whilst dumping feed buckets outside each stable - the regular visits from the jolly old vet who’s red-tartan pants definitely did not flatter his bulging stomach. For Blanca, peace and quiet came in the late misty-pink evenings when she enjoyed the overload of calories in the extravagant hot chocolate, even in the heat wave, loaded with cream and marshmallows - and the calmness of the outdoors as she slipped the soft white treats to the young bay stallion she’d come to class as her own.

Night Rain was still referred to as the baby of the yard, even though he was now an adventurous two year old who spent his time pottering around his field with the bay horse that never appreciated Blanca’s evening trips. But every evening she would enjoy the peaceful silence settling across the farm; the odd snort and whicker from the barn where the competitors were stabled overnight, the twigs snapping as birds hopped from the surrounding trees; the comforting sense of companionship she shared with Rain as they enjoyed the hot chocolate cradled in her hands. 

This was her quiet moment.

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Shawn

Gypsy Vanner

Story:

"What am I gonna do?"

"I can't afford him!" "But he's so gorgeous!" These were the words that caught my attention and caused me to stop brushing the stable aisle. Quickly I leaned the broom against the wall and walked up to a sobbing girl standing in Darwin's, our Dartmoor-pony's, stable. It was Anna, a 12 year old who visited the Myosotis Fields quite often, always happy to help even without sitting on a horse's back. "What's wrong?", I asked. Ashamed she looked at me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you", she almost whispered with a husky voice. "No, no, it's alright. Did something happen?" "No, I just...my Mom and I went to an auction yesterday and we just saw this absolutely amazing - I swear you couldn't believe he was for sale - and he was all cute and fluffy and oh my God the main was so long!" "Oh boy. So you completely fell in love with that one, huh?" I chuckled softly. "My mum, too! We loved him and he would be perfect for me! Not too big but strong enough to carry me when I'm older. He also looked super kind and trustworthy. Then when we came home, we told my Dad." "He wasn't exactly in love like you and your mother?" "He anti-loved the idea! He said it's too expensive and too risky if he gets sick and needs surgery or something. But he won't get sick! I'm sure!" "Well, I gotta say, your Dad is not that wrong, you know." "Come on, you own this whole place here with like 200 horses", Anna scoffed. "200 might be a bit over the facts. Anyway, yes I own this place, but I have so many people helping me here. And I earn money because I also work here. Your parents would have to finance everything. You just have to understand your Dad." "But he doesn't understand me! If we don't buy him soon, he'll be salami!" "Excuse me?" "They will butcher him, I can't let that happen! He's just too pretty and..." "Ok, I see. Um, what would you think if I would go take a look at your chosen one? And maybe I see the same things in him as you?" "Will you buy him? Oh that would be so great! Thank you, thank-", "Wait, wait, wait. I didn't say that. I'm not rich either. I'm thinking about a solution for all of us. Maybe, if I hypothetically buy this pony, you could lease it, so it would be theoretically be yours but the last responsibility stays with me. But I have to discuss that with your parents first, alright?" She nodded excitedly.

It didn't take long until I also fell in love with the colourful draft. He had this look in his eyes that just amazed everyone. He also seemed to have elegant gaits. I really hoped I could convince Anna's parents to accept my proposal to lease the horse. So we all sat together on one day and discussed everything. Anna's Dad was still skeptical but he had a better feeling about leaving the main responsibility with me than having it all to himself. As we didn't have that much time because there was a deadline until the gelding should be sold, we tried to hurry with a contract that contained everybody's expectations.And then the big day had come. Finally Anna could greet her new very own pony. I'd never seen a girl that happy. She cried tears of joy when she could finally hug the gelding. Even her mother teared up a bit. It felt so good to fulfill the girl's dream of an own horse. Since then Shawn lives at Myosotis Fields and is trained to compete in Dressage; actually quite successfully even. Maybe we should give more horses a chance to show their potential, even if they don't have black shining fur and a skinny body.

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Buckley - De-Accessorized & Fixed Up EA Hairs

CAS thumbnails - they are in folder too, so it is easy to find your hair Meshes by EA Edited by Buckleysims My edit of Shockshame texture & Pastry-Box controls.

DOWNLOAD → SFS (one big .rar. file)

I hope I didn’t fuck up anything because it was a lot of work. :D And this is how it looks in folder:

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High Street HF. 2015 Swedish Warmblood stallion.

An oldie but a goodie.

(as ever, my eternal thanks to Merida for offering CDC Henri Lloyd to sire this chap, as well as creating Streets himself, and to Eowyn, without whom this wouldn’t have been possible in the first place <3)

(as ever, pt. II: click for better quality, dammit)

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Myosotis’ Page & Gina Yeatman

CHIO Aachen - Dressage

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Ouravie VH  ♥

Sire: VAL Ouray

Dam: Marcoville VH

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18 and 5 months 

If You’re a Simmer Who is 18 or Older, Reblog!

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❤❤❤

Myosotis’ Winterjasmin

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Kullabergs Bentoz – Aherne Marwin Stallion Show

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Sunberry Horse Show!