#baby jasmine

[luvring]

i was thinking about oikawa and i just KNOW that he LOVES to be babied. that's just him, yk? like that's totally him and i would love to read about 30 year old professional volleyball player oikawa tooru being babied by his wife

(timeskip, fem!reader) he's just like me fr. i actually wrote something different but there wasn't enough babying so here u go 🥹🙆🏻‍♀️

tooru is one of if not the hardest worker you know, never losing sight of his ambitions and passion. determination lines his veins, and late nights of practice and analysis have seeped into the cartilage between his bones, gluing together what makes tooru oikawa, #17, setter for club athletico san juan.

but it's not oikawa, it's tooru, the boy you met in high school who stumbled down the steps after using a cheesy pick-up line on you and whines when you try to leave his arms for the washroom, who's your husband.

"long day?"

tooru groans and buries himself deeper into the crook of your neck, arms wrapped snug around your middle. he didn't really need to answer—the lit street lights and dim sky outside were answer enough.

holding back a laugh, you comb your fingers through his hair, the familiar scent of jasmine and vanilla dancing its way to you. "proud of you, baby."

your husband's voice is quiet, "thank you."

"you want me to run a bath for you?"

"...maybe later?"

"m'kay. you wanna stay here for a while?"

"yeah." his fingers trace hearts across your back, and when he pouts, you feel it against your skin. "i'm so tired."

pouting too in response, you press a kiss to his head and rub his back. "i know, baby, at least you're home now."

"but then i have to leave you tomorrow."

"and then you come back to me again tomorrow."

"but then i leave again—oh my god, what kind of sick world do we live in?" he whines, letting out a noise that could be described as a choked sob.

and this time, you let yourself laugh. "aw, my poor tooru,"—you cradle his head against you —"the horrors of a job have caught you."

"what if we worked somewhere together?" he lifts his head to look at you.

you raise a brow. "i love you, you're the light of my life, but you are not getting me on that court."

he gapes. "betrayal from my own wife?"

"okay, then come to my job."

"...well—"

"betrayal from my own husband?" you gasp and tooru pouts again—though at this point you're not sure if the original pout ever left to begin with.

it's still just as endearing, and your expression softens. "you'll be fine, 'ru. i'll baby you as much as you want every time you come home."

his pout pulls even more at his lips, and you mirror it. bringing your hands up, you hold his face and squish his cheeks with your words— "i, tooru oikawa, love my wife and my job, and i'm a strong, independent guy who can do anything."

"d'you rilly hafta hol' m'face?"

"it's for the effect and affirmations," you tease, before your amusement softens to something else. "how long are you out tomorrow?"

tooru's jaw drops as much as it can with you holding him in place. "why would you—9 hours!"

and before the dread of leaving you can fully take hold, you kiss his forehead. the apple of his left cheek, the right, then his eyes, his nose, both sides of his jaw, his lips—all with a resounding mwah!

tooru's arms cling tighter, and he leans into each kiss, always chasing your affection though he doesn't have to. you smile at the flush dappled across his face. "see? a kiss for each hour."

he opens his mouth to answer, but then the pout comes back. "each half hour at least. each 15 minutes—"

"tooru." you snort. "what is that, like, 36 kisses?"

"okay, a kiss for each minute."

"babe—"

"you know how hard i train, i know you watched my interview."

and you really don't think you'll make it to 100, much less 500 kisses, but you'll try anyway, even if after the first one, tooru says, "one."

you snicker as you place the next four, and he counts them before pointing out, "you know, kissing your husband is way easier than doing rdl's."

"yes, yes, i know, honey." you softly laugh and press another to the spot between his brows. "i'm not complaining."

he counts again—six, seven, eight, nine—and you remember the determination and patience of oikawa was never separate from tooru, especially not when it came to you.

[moodboard-d]

[deathbypufferfish]

Puffer's Random Townie Generator! 🎲

Hey y'all, I'm back on my bullshit! 😋 This time I've made a random townie generator for the purpose of townie makeovers! But obviously this can be used for whatever you want. This generator includes all expansion and game packs with pre-made sims. (Except Batuu. I will never include it.) The world a sim comes from is designated by a corresponding emoji. The hidden sims can be found on the gallery 👍

Hopefully everyone can use this as a fun little CAS Challenge! If you do, I'd love to be tagged to see. Have fun!

Link Here! (mobile friendly)

[simbarb]

SIMS 4 | FIRST COUPLE WITH INFANT APARTMENT RENOVATION 2A JASMINE SUITES

(Tray Files + CC) DOWNLOAD (Link in video description)

PLAYABLE!

Enjoy ♥

[lindalofbroome]

wish we got more of doom hanging out with lindal and steven (and nevets) aka big boi squad as i fondly call them

(there's a little bit of them in DQ2 when doom finds out that lief and co have gone underground and returns to del with lindal, steven and nevets)

and then i couldnt help but draw barda too lmao. he is an honourary part of big boi squad BUT not actually part of it (because i think it's funny). he is part of the squad by marriage and thats all. he's lindal's husband thats it. he's a big boi but they dont care 😂

and jaslief,, for scale??

[sadiezercies]

Enter in Jasmine Hamato!!!

Age: about a year old

[taiturner]

We are getting rid of Jackie's body. We are getting rid of Jackie's two-month-old corpse.

[icarus-suraki]

Kiddo Jiang Cheng out here naming puppies like Gwen Stefani named her backup dancers.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I’m a little haunted that I never named my gay witches. All the tips I got on that comic were labeled in reference to their daughter, Ava, who was the only one I bothered to name (this is a lie, my betrothed named her). At this point it feels too late because their ship has sailed already with them being nameless. The canon is established.

To this conundrum my betrothed suggested I could simply call them how they’re designated in the comic. The witch that grows rampion, and the witch that grows potatoes.

Only how they said it was, “Just call them Ramps and Tates!”

[simvanie]

7 Sins Legacy - generation 4 (pride)

Cedia and Amina had flown in from Sulani to meet their granddaughter Yasmine for the first time, and to go wedding dress shopping with Supriya after. And with the birth of her daughter, Supriya can check off another part of her aspiration:

become a parent ✔

I also wanted to try out the 'kiss baby' interaction because sims that have reached level 7 in the politican career have that option, but for some reason only Rohan could do it and not Supriya 🤔

[sassenashsworld]

Maxson : Your "Daddy" is an abomination that shouldn’t exist

Jas : [start crying of fear to think that she would have to live without Nick]

Nora : WHO TOUCHED MY BABY?!?!?

Maxson : N-n-no one!

Jas : [wails loudly and jabs a finger at him]

Maxson : [die internally]

Nora : [rush like a bear on steroid to beat the hell out of him then throw him off the bridge]

Danse : She's not suppose to throw our commander by the bridge

Nick : Tell her

Danse : No

[Cade glance at Nora, Teagan try to look any elsewhere, Kells come rushing]

Kells : How dar--

Cade : [take him by the collar] No… no… go fish our commander but don't say nothing

Jas : [starts giggling happily as Maxson flies away]

Nora : [collects her baby and carries her away like a Mama Gorilla] What did the bad ugly man do to you?

Nick : He tells her I shouldn’t exist

Nora : [put the baby in Nick's arms and dive after Maxson to beat him some more]

Cade : Nevermind Kells

Sorry @jasmineofthecommonwealth, I COULDN'T HEEEEEEELP!!!!!

[mafaldaknows]

[sudaul]

[ethan-nestor-owns-my-heart]

Scream VI BTS (via: Devyn Nekoda’s Instagram)

[meadow-dusk]

rb for science

[desertdollranch]

Just the other day I was brainstorming some ideas to finish the floor of the little kids' playhouse. I was thinking maybe contact paper. Then I spotted this pink bathroom rug at Dollar Tree, and it's absolutely perfect. I was able to cut it to size with some heavy duty scissors. My baby twins Jasmine and Jeannie love it!