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the cakebread rainbowcy 5.1
*quip about it having been two years since the last update goes here*
no one pay attention to the fact that i accidentally inverted the red and pink in my title gradient and have been using the wrong one for the past four updates.
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azaya assembled a MegaBed for the quadruple but murielle wouldn't sleep in it. i thought maybe it was inaccessible beds balking at our hubris, but no, she's just having a tempy tant about sharing a bed with novella.
murielle: i'm not in love with novella yet! i can't possibly share a bed with someone i don't love!
you just had sex with her, u twerp.
murielle knoff, noted dumb bitch, slept on the sofa.
towels: this mattress is plush. you'd have been a total idiot to pass up a chance to sleep here!
indigo: hey
soap: hey
indigo: still blue, huh?
soap: ayup
lurking cat wall drawing: hey, soap. check it out, i'm the color that you should be!
I FORGOT OKAY. EVERYONE STOP RUBBING IT IN.
behold, a snuggle so intense that it exploded etzel's scales off her face (i honestly don't know where they went but i didn't realize they were gone until her elder makeover)
roxie: not that this isn't charming and quirky of you but i gotta drop some kids off at the pool
u over yr shit now, murielle?
murielle: lol no
amity: i am loving this view.
can't relate (said i, of the sim that i made look like that on purpose)
murielle, barely visible in the background: *got over her shit*
etzel wanted a stupid bird, so a stupid bird she got.
bird: AAAAA
novella: oh, dip!
novella: tickle tickle!
amity: haha eee!
towels: sharpin' my mean beans
(and they are mean, them beans. towels is a dick. we discovered after he kept hissing at soap that we accidentally gave him the "aggressive" personality dot when we meant to make him neutral.)
lsplanter: ugh, your guy's reception is, like, super lame.
massive attraction was a mistake.
novella: this vacation home you're describing sounds more like a vacation empty plot of land with an outdoor toilet and tub.
indigo: and a dj booth!
griz and amity have been engaged since college and xe wouldn't stop rolling the marriage want (while also rolling up engagement wants for murielle and novella) so i sent them to the chapel so xe'd shut up about it already
i don't know if this is a known glitch or the cakebreads are uniquely stupid (highly likely) but abruptly, everyone became convinced that the aspiration reward tub in sky's inventory was placed somewhere on the lot and started bitching and handwaving about not being able to get in it.
foolishly optimistic, i thought it would go away if i deleted the tub from sky's inventory.
can you guess how it went?
it went like so.
i was desperate not to have to move the 'breads out cuzazaya spent ages on the house and i didn't have a decorated copy in the bin. so i tried some behind the scenes stuff and for a while it seemed like the issue was fixed.
can you guess if it was actually fixed
amity, sweetie, maybe watch where you're stepping?
amity: bold of you to assume i can see my own feet right now.
novella and amity: *gross makeout noises*
grisaille: nice.
GO AWAY.
NO, NOT LIKE THAT.
when i was trying to play back what i'd lost, griz snuck off to have the first baby of gen 5, beryl. xe's going to be having two kids with each wife and no more than two.
amity: yeah, um, about that
she tried to have twins on me, but i rerolled for a single. this is verdigris.
murielle: hey, i brewed us up another baby.
grisaille: that's neat and all but this tv isn't gonna yell at itself.
(her name is aquamarine.)
novella's third trimester has been a rough one. she spent the last, like, ten hours of it passed out on the living room floor.
sky: sure does seem to be a lot of screaming in that direction :)
etzel: sure does :)
novella: AAAA
murielle: *helpfully admires the paintings around novella*
novella: so glad that's over. now to eat this delicious, delicious salmon.
grisaille: zzz she's not cherry cox zzz
hey dove!
dove: hey.
*SWOOPS THE FUCK IN WITH TREAT AS FAMILY*
(you can tell these pics are old cuz they predate clean ui)
roxie: *shy sims her way over to the corner of the lot to jump in a puddle*
tiarsha: we need more bedazzled egg sculptures. time for financial consulting!
amity: i sure hope great-grandmothers tiarsha don't buy anymore of those fucking bedazzled egg sculptures
shocked to find someone feeding a baby that isn't wafting green fumes ngl
mercury: hey college, i'd like to be inside you!
don't say it like that.
mercury heroically went to go live in the college bin indefinitely. but not before amity and novella chased him down to wave goodbye in their underwear
grisaille: ♪ AA YUME GA IPPAI MINTOPAI NI APPURUPAI ♪
grisaille: ♪ KEEKI YOKU GENKI YOKU KUKKI UKIUKI ♪
roxie: *slorps down 6 powerthirsts*
that seems unsafe.
roxie: not if you offset the effects with a boatload of weed
stop taking health advice from soap
speaking of soap, i finally remembered to make her gray.
soap: check out these duds, blue sean!
etzel: that was dumb. at least i got my scales back!
(sky also got old but i managed not to take any pictures of that apparently!)
the first round of babies have grown into toddlers. this is novella's first, his name is deer. (as in teal deer. ehhhh?)
beryl: i am going to get absolutely ripped slapping on this crab
boy, griz's potty training face sure is ... something.
grisaille: way to poop, kid
i generally have to force the current round of parents to teach the kids anything, but the babs are all still learning their skills pretty quickly
and it's entirely because of etzel and sky! who are perhaps the best parents that i've ever had in my game, which is made all the funnier by the fact that neither damn one of them is family. sky's fortune/knowledge, and etzel's knowledge/fortune.
etzel: POOPING AUTONOMY FOR ALL
murielle: splish splish
uhh, soap? you okay?
soap: sure am, why do you ask?
n-no reason.
grisaille: multitaskin'
amity and roxie: *invade tiarsha's space to talk about sportball i guess*
tiarsha: *liveblogs it*
tiarsha: burnt the nourishment
also tiarsha: learnt the nourishment
apparently it's grab ass o'clock out on the front lawn
my wrath is boundless. it knows no bounds.
stop glitching and stare at these tits instead.
amity: yee
but tits could not save us. it became apparent that i was going to have to try moving them out and back in, which necessitated the entire redecoration of the house.
etzel: this licks.
it does.
azaya did the entire decor over again (and this time we saved an empty copy in the bin), but i was so afraid it would end up being the cakebreads themselves that were borked, not just the lot. so i did what any sensible person would do and put off playing them for two years.
but eventually, we returned! ready to face down any hottub hauntings that may be in store! griz celebrated by smashing xir face into the side of the house.
and then throwing axes perilously close to xir very small child.
ash escaped the sim bin and benevolently trespassed to assist with toddler care.
and play our video games
ash: there's no nintendo in the bin
i had to disable autonomous use of the yard tent for everyone except tiarsha cuz folks wouldn't stop breaking in to glamp and talk about cappuccinos or whatever, thus forcing tiarsha to sleep on the sofa.
tiarsha: you should make it up to us with more bedazzled egg sculptures.
NO.
roxie: why are your arms doing that
etzel: i did that thing where you stand in a doorway and press the backs of your arms really hard against it so that when you let go they float up but now they're stuck this way.
hey remember how i said towels is a dick? towels is a dick.
babbeys.
novella: *horf of impending pregnancy*
aquamarine: kitty!
soap: D8
amity: WOO
indigo: my thinking cap tells me there's a birthday party going on somewhere ... but where?
little old ladies canoodling in the kitchen, an epic in two parts.
these two are coming up on their last few days in life and i'm gonna be sad to see them go.
sure, kiddo. knock yourself out.
she said yes! originally i was going to set marriage flags for all four of them but i was worried it might bork something, and i wasn't willing to test my luck so soon after the hottub debacle. but their jealousy (and griz and amity's) is set at static 0 and everyone's in love with everyone, so functionally they're still a polycule.
roxie: YARGH.
in your underwear at night is the best time to throw axes.
tiarsha decided to forgo the fridge entirely in favor of spending hours sucking down tiny cups of tea one after another. it's just like old times! and like old times, it was also autonomy-banned.
whoops. forgot to bob chomp
josephine, murielle's dowry, who has been properly bob'd: who wanth cake?
the first four kids have grown up again but my laziness prevents consistent picture-taking.
verdigris: space horse!
beryl: once there was a horse and he went to spa-a-ace!
verdigris: space horse!
beryl: he cannot leave his rocket cuz he cannot breathe in space!
verdigris: space horse!
aquamarine: hey, has anyone seen towels? i've got this crazy feeling he could attack my ankles at any moment.
grisaille: chee.
oh, okay.
OH, OKAY. i guess sky decided to try to outdo roxie for most dangerous axe-hucking conditions
novella: yarrr, this storm be a real doozy, first mate cube morphine!
pleonaste, royal's daughter: hi there miss indigo, i'm your grandaughter!
indigo: my what now
indigo, who has probably forgotten she has children other than sky and soap: she said she was my granddaughter but i don't remember you having other kittens after that first batch
soap: don't call it a batch
novella: ow :)))
novella's second, chrysocolla, who got grandma roxie's purple eyes!
everyone: BABY!
and the very last baby of gen 5, peppervine, who also got roxie's eyes!
so that's it for gen 5 kids! griz has had two with each wife and now all four of them have been neutered.
millie, how did you get in?
millie: the giant hole in the side of the house.
oh yeah, that. so you need something or?
millie: just to get in on this sick game of repo man.
towels: this is where my butthole goes.
soap: this is where my puke goes.
novella: oooo. neat! i'm gonna wish for orgasms!
you can have those literally any time, wish for MONEY.
novella: oh hey, i can have those literally any time!
i don't blame you if you don't recognize who this is. it's cinerea. i guess i deleted both his hair and skin at some point. and since i didn't want to track them down i just sent him home to spare island and killed him. we'll say he died in a tragic falling piano accident. bye cinerea, see you when it's time to package up the gray gen spares!
deer: check it out, i'm sitting next to my namesake!
indigo: check it out, i can change a diaper in mid air without looking!
that doesn't mean you should.
this furby was pink and blue the last time i checked. don't like that it can change colors at will!
murielle: here, pep. let me teach you how to walk, so you can outrun the possessed furby should the need arise.
chrysocolla: kitty!!!
soap: well, at least this'll be over soon. barring some sort of time lapse that were to reset the age of these toddlers, thus giving them optimal time to continue to harangue me, but what are the chances of that??
was briefly terrified it was the hottub curse back for revenge, but it was just the 4gb patch uninstalling itself. easy fix, but i lost a couple days of gameplay to right after chrysocolla and peppervine became toddlers.
[muffled soap screaming in the distance]
nobody look at the queue i forgot to photoshop out! NOBODY LOOK AT IT
sky: okay fine i'll look over here.
tiarsha and indigo: we will also look in different directions.
grisaille: i won't!
etzel: dude, gross.
sky: is it safe to look yet? OH GOD, IT'S NOT SAFE
indigo: a bunch of my friends and family all died at the same time.
it's true! i did a spare and townie cull so that people who should have died generations ago would stop showing up, especially because many of them had broken genetics. i'm a freewheeler when it comes to deleting skins and eyes!
to cheer her up, i sent indigo out to the genie.
indigo: i think i'll wish for the power ....... to cheat death.
etzel: and for my last talking point, i'd like to address the fact that speeches are dumb and only idiots make them
josephine: caaaaaake
novella: *potty training face of incredulity*
even from beyond the grave, plum still kicks indigo's ass at SSX3
tiarsha: *briefly remembers that they have witch powers*
murielle: who's mommy's little greenbean?
peppervine: *bestial shrieks of joy*
that is the least appropriate place to do that! both of your grandmothers sleep there!
grisaille: no, just the one!
wait, what?
oh, dip.
towels: has anyone seen soap? it's been a while since i hissed at her.
roxie: and there's mai tais, you say?
indigo: hey guys, what are we doing down here?
murielle: BAWWWWWWWWW
indigo: seriously, what's going on over there? you guys know i'm too nearsighted to see that far!
peppervine: death is all around us. the horror...
bye roxie! may your influence never fade from this world. especially since it was you that taught me that the beer keg can make sims hit on their own blood relations, a fact that never made it into the legacy proper because i quit the game in a panic, thus erasing it from the timeline! you will be missed, you fucking weirdo.
no one pay attention to the fact that i accidentally inverted the red and pink in my title gradient and have been using the wrong one for the past four updates.
azaya assembled a MegaBed for the quadruple but murielle wouldn't sleep in it. i thought maybe it was inaccessible beds balking at our hubris, but no, she's just having a tempy tant about sharing a bed with novella.murielle: i'm not in love with novella yet! i can't possibly share a bed with someone i don't love!
you just had sex with her, u twerp.
murielle knoff, noted dumb bitch, slept on the sofa.
towels: this mattress is plush. you'd have been a total idiot to pass up a chance to sleep here!
indigo: hey
soap: hey
indigo: still blue, huh?
soap: ayup
lurking cat wall drawing: hey, soap. check it out, i'm the color that you should be!
I FORGOT OKAY. EVERYONE STOP RUBBING IT IN.
behold, a snuggle so intense that it exploded etzel's scales off her face (i honestly don't know where they went but i didn't realize they were gone until her elder makeover)
roxie: not that this isn't charming and quirky of you but i gotta drop some kids off at the pool
u over yr shit now, murielle?
murielle: lol no
amity: i am loving this view.
can't relate (said i, of the sim that i made look like that on purpose)
murielle, barely visible in the background: *got over her shit*
etzel wanted a stupid bird, so a stupid bird she got.
bird: AAAAA
novella: oh, dip!
novella: tickle tickle!
amity: haha eee!
towels: sharpin' my mean beans
(and they are mean, them beans. towels is a dick. we discovered after he kept hissing at soap that we accidentally gave him the "aggressive" personality dot when we meant to make him neutral.)
lsplanter: ugh, your guy's reception is, like, super lame.
massive attraction was a mistake.
novella: this vacation home you're describing sounds more like a vacation empty plot of land with an outdoor toilet and tub.
indigo: and a dj booth!
griz and amity have been engaged since college and xe wouldn't stop rolling the marriage want (while also rolling up engagement wants for murielle and novella) so i sent them to the chapel so xe'd shut up about it already
i don't know if this is a known glitch or the cakebreads are uniquely stupid (highly likely) but abruptly, everyone became convinced that the aspiration reward tub in sky's inventory was placed somewhere on the lot and started bitching and handwaving about not being able to get in it.
foolishly optimistic, i thought it would go away if i deleted the tub from sky's inventory.
can you guess how it went?
it went like so.
i was desperate not to have to move the 'breads out cuz
azaya spent ages on the house and i didn't have a decorated copy in the bin. so i tried some behind the scenes stuff and for a while it seemed like the issue was fixed.can you guess if it was actually fixed
amity, sweetie, maybe watch where you're stepping?
amity: bold of you to assume i can see my own feet right now.
novella and amity: *gross makeout noises*
grisaille: nice.
GO AWAY.
NO, NOT LIKE THAT.
when i was trying to play back what i'd lost, griz snuck off to have the first baby of gen 5, beryl. xe's going to be having two kids with each wife and no more than two.
amity: yeah, um, about that
she tried to have twins on me, but i rerolled for a single. this is verdigris.
murielle: hey, i brewed us up another baby.
grisaille: that's neat and all but this tv isn't gonna yell at itself.
(her name is aquamarine.)
novella's third trimester has been a rough one. she spent the last, like, ten hours of it passed out on the living room floor.
sky: sure does seem to be a lot of screaming in that direction :)
etzel: sure does :)
novella: AAAA
murielle: *helpfully admires the paintings around novella*
novella: so glad that's over. now to eat this delicious, delicious salmon.
grisaille: zzz she's not cherry cox zzz
hey dove!
dove: hey.
*SWOOPS THE FUCK IN WITH TREAT AS FAMILY*
(you can tell these pics are old cuz they predate clean ui)
roxie: *shy sims her way over to the corner of the lot to jump in a puddle*
tiarsha: we need more bedazzled egg sculptures. time for financial consulting!
amity: i sure hope great-grandmothers tiarsha don't buy anymore of those fucking bedazzled egg sculptures
shocked to find someone feeding a baby that isn't wafting green fumes ngl
mercury: hey college, i'd like to be inside you!
don't say it like that.
mercury heroically went to go live in the college bin indefinitely. but not before amity and novella chased him down to wave goodbye in their underwear
grisaille: ♪ AA YUME GA IPPAI MINTOPAI NI APPURUPAI ♪
grisaille: ♪ KEEKI YOKU GENKI YOKU KUKKI UKIUKI ♪
roxie: *slorps down 6 powerthirsts*
that seems unsafe.
roxie: not if you offset the effects with a boatload of weed
stop taking health advice from soap
speaking of soap, i finally remembered to make her gray.
soap: check out these duds, blue sean!
etzel: that was dumb. at least i got my scales back!
(sky also got old but i managed not to take any pictures of that apparently!)
the first round of babies have grown into toddlers. this is novella's first, his name is deer. (as in teal deer. ehhhh?)
beryl: i am going to get absolutely ripped slapping on this crab
boy, griz's potty training face sure is ... something.
grisaille: way to poop, kid
i generally have to force the current round of parents to teach the kids anything, but the babs are all still learning their skills pretty quickly
and it's entirely because of etzel and sky! who are perhaps the best parents that i've ever had in my game, which is made all the funnier by the fact that neither damn one of them is family. sky's fortune/knowledge, and etzel's knowledge/fortune.
etzel: POOPING AUTONOMY FOR ALL
murielle: splish splish
uhh, soap? you okay?
soap: sure am, why do you ask?
n-no reason.
grisaille: multitaskin'
amity and roxie: *invade tiarsha's space to talk about sportball i guess*
tiarsha: *liveblogs it*
tiarsha: burnt the nourishment
also tiarsha: learnt the nourishment
apparently it's grab ass o'clock out on the front lawn
my wrath is boundless. it knows no bounds.
stop glitching and stare at these tits instead.
amity: yee
but tits could not save us. it became apparent that i was going to have to try moving them out and back in, which necessitated the entire redecoration of the house.
etzel: this licks.
it does.
azaya did the entire decor over again (and this time we saved an empty copy in the bin), but i was so afraid it would end up being the cakebreads themselves that were borked, not just the lot. so i did what any sensible person would do and put off playing them for two years.but eventually, we returned! ready to face down any hottub hauntings that may be in store! griz celebrated by smashing xir face into the side of the house.
and then throwing axes perilously close to xir very small child.
ash escaped the sim bin and benevolently trespassed to assist with toddler care.
and play our video games
ash: there's no nintendo in the bin
i had to disable autonomous use of the yard tent for everyone except tiarsha cuz folks wouldn't stop breaking in to glamp and talk about cappuccinos or whatever, thus forcing tiarsha to sleep on the sofa.
tiarsha: you should make it up to us with more bedazzled egg sculptures.
NO.
roxie: why are your arms doing that
etzel: i did that thing where you stand in a doorway and press the backs of your arms really hard against it so that when you let go they float up but now they're stuck this way.
hey remember how i said towels is a dick? towels is a dick.
babbeys.
novella: *horf of impending pregnancy*
aquamarine: kitty!
soap: D8
amity: WOO
indigo: my thinking cap tells me there's a birthday party going on somewhere ... but where?
little old ladies canoodling in the kitchen, an epic in two parts.
these two are coming up on their last few days in life and i'm gonna be sad to see them go.
sure, kiddo. knock yourself out.
she said yes! originally i was going to set marriage flags for all four of them but i was worried it might bork something, and i wasn't willing to test my luck so soon after the hottub debacle. but their jealousy (and griz and amity's) is set at static 0 and everyone's in love with everyone, so functionally they're still a polycule.
roxie: YARGH.
in your underwear at night is the best time to throw axes.
tiarsha decided to forgo the fridge entirely in favor of spending hours sucking down tiny cups of tea one after another. it's just like old times! and like old times, it was also autonomy-banned.
whoops. forgot to bob chomp
josephine, murielle's dowry, who has been properly bob'd: who wanth cake?
the first four kids have grown up again but my laziness prevents consistent picture-taking.
verdigris: space horse!
beryl: once there was a horse and he went to spa-a-ace!
verdigris: space horse!
beryl: he cannot leave his rocket cuz he cannot breathe in space!
verdigris: space horse!
aquamarine: hey, has anyone seen towels? i've got this crazy feeling he could attack my ankles at any moment.
grisaille: chee.
oh, okay.
OH, OKAY. i guess sky decided to try to outdo roxie for most dangerous axe-hucking conditions
novella: yarrr, this storm be a real doozy, first mate cube morphine!
pleonaste, royal's daughter: hi there miss indigo, i'm your grandaughter!
indigo: my what now
indigo, who has probably forgotten she has children other than sky and soap: she said she was my granddaughter but i don't remember you having other kittens after that first batch
soap: don't call it a batch
novella: ow :)))
novella's second, chrysocolla, who got grandma roxie's purple eyes!
everyone: BABY!
and the very last baby of gen 5, peppervine, who also got roxie's eyes!
so that's it for gen 5 kids! griz has had two with each wife and now all four of them have been neutered.
millie, how did you get in?
millie: the giant hole in the side of the house.
oh yeah, that. so you need something or?
millie: just to get in on this sick game of repo man.
towels: this is where my butthole goes.
soap: this is where my puke goes.
novella: oooo. neat! i'm gonna wish for orgasms!
you can have those literally any time, wish for MONEY.
novella: oh hey, i can have those literally any time!
i don't blame you if you don't recognize who this is. it's cinerea. i guess i deleted both his hair and skin at some point. and since i didn't want to track them down i just sent him home to spare island and killed him. we'll say he died in a tragic falling piano accident. bye cinerea, see you when it's time to package up the gray gen spares!
deer: check it out, i'm sitting next to my namesake!
indigo: check it out, i can change a diaper in mid air without looking!
that doesn't mean you should.
this furby was pink and blue the last time i checked. don't like that it can change colors at will!
murielle: here, pep. let me teach you how to walk, so you can outrun the possessed furby should the need arise.
chrysocolla: kitty!!!
soap: well, at least this'll be over soon. barring some sort of time lapse that were to reset the age of these toddlers, thus giving them optimal time to continue to harangue me, but what are the chances of that??
was briefly terrified it was the hottub curse back for revenge, but it was just the 4gb patch uninstalling itself. easy fix, but i lost a couple days of gameplay to right after chrysocolla and peppervine became toddlers.
[muffled soap screaming in the distance]
nobody look at the queue i forgot to photoshop out! NOBODY LOOK AT IT
sky: okay fine i'll look over here.
tiarsha and indigo: we will also look in different directions.
grisaille: i won't!
etzel: dude, gross.
sky: is it safe to look yet? OH GOD, IT'S NOT SAFE
indigo: a bunch of my friends and family all died at the same time.
it's true! i did a spare and townie cull so that people who should have died generations ago would stop showing up, especially because many of them had broken genetics. i'm a freewheeler when it comes to deleting skins and eyes!
to cheer her up, i sent indigo out to the genie.
indigo: i think i'll wish for the power ....... to cheat death.
etzel: and for my last talking point, i'd like to address the fact that speeches are dumb and only idiots make them
josephine: caaaaaake
novella: *potty training face of incredulity*
even from beyond the grave, plum still kicks indigo's ass at SSX3
tiarsha: *briefly remembers that they have witch powers*
murielle: who's mommy's little greenbean?
peppervine: *bestial shrieks of joy*
that is the least appropriate place to do that! both of your grandmothers sleep there!
grisaille: no, just the one!
wait, what?
oh, dip.
towels: has anyone seen soap? it's been a while since i hissed at her.
roxie: and there's mai tais, you say?
indigo: hey guys, what are we doing down here?
murielle: BAWWWWWWWWW
indigo: seriously, what's going on over there? you guys know i'm too nearsighted to see that far!
peppervine: death is all around us. the horror...
bye roxie! may your influence never fade from this world. especially since it was you that taught me that the beer keg can make sims hit on their own blood relations, a fact that never made it into the legacy proper because i quit the game in a panic, thus erasing it from the timeline! you will be missed, you fucking weirdo.
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towels get ou t
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SOON.
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That "Treat as Family" mod looks amazing. I'm going to have to install it in my game...I mean if it will prevent heart farting between in-laws and step-family.
I have some WCIFs?:
*The Luna pillow
*The "Sniff Glue and Worship Satan" photo
*The tub recolour seen here: https://i.imgur.com/3gvJInl.png
*The string instrument seen here: https://i.imgur.com/Qi36l6t.png
* Griz's Baphomet Sweater
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i love the treat as family mod, it has saved me the agony of the game only recognizing the most recent like 2 or 3 generations as being family. at one point indigo wanted to fall in love with one of the (adult) kids from teal gen and i was like NOPE.
those are all by azaya:
luna pillow
home sweet home cross stitch default
tub
string instrument
baphomet sweater
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Novella's potty training face looks remarkably like the face my sim Laegrinna made randomly when I was taking pics recently and I had NO idea sims could even make this face???? 😂
She wasn't potty training though. Pretty sure she was just mad at me for taking pics of her sister and not of her.