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They kept getting wishes for another baby, apparently four isn’t enough, so I obliged.

They kept getting wishes for another baby, apparently four isn’t enough, so I obliged.

sewbro:

MARSHMALLOW RARITY GIVEAWAY!

I haven’t done a giveaway in a while and I thought that since I’ve been selling more things lately, I might endorse my blog as well as give back to my followers c: I’ve sold practically all my marshmallow blob ponies, save for the last four. One of which I am going to put up for a giveaway. Here are the rules:

  • Reblog as many times as you like
  • Likes and reblogs count
  • If the original text is edited, you’ll be disqualified
  • Your ask box must be open
  • I will pick the winner using a randomizer
  • I will draw a name on the 30th of june!


I will cover the cost of shipping. good luck!

PS. if you like this, and miss out, I have others like it in my etsy store!


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bo-loving:

korralicious:

lunadonna:

battybravery:

vegetariannosaurus:

some peeps were talking borra babies so this is how i imagine a new-dad bolin

“Korra, it’s a baby.”

Korra smiled, and peered up at her husband from the bed. “Of course it’s a baby, Bo, what did you expect to come out? A lion-turtle?”

Bolin’s bottom lip starting wobbling dangerously. “She’s just so-so tiny.”

“Newborn, Bolin,” she added, propping herself up on her elbows. He kept his gaze firmly on the baby, shaking just a little as he held her.

His voice came out as a whisper. “She came out of you. She’s ours and she came out of you and she’s absolutely wonderful and small and-and”

Bolin started to sniffle, but refused to let go of the baby long enough to wipe his nose. Korra sighed, recognizing the early stages of one of her husband’s legendary melt downs. There was little that could stop him at this point.

There was a call from out in the hallway. “You know Bolin, the kid’s only a couple of days old. Of course it’s gonna be small.”

Korra breathed a sigh of relief as she recognized the voice. Mako shot a grin at the obviously weary Avatar as he entered the room, his beautiful wife quickly following.

Bolin stared at his brother, trying to hide the fact he was almost in tears. Asami laughed, “Bolin, why do you look so sad? It’s your baby, start celebrating a little!”

Mako slipped a hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “The big, bad Metalbender Chief’s just upset he couldn’t make it in time for the birth, Asami.”

Distressed, Bolin turned to his wife. “Wait, Korra, you’re not mad about that right? I tried, I really did, but those Triad guys had me locked inside a platinum cage, and, oh, I’m sorry, you must be mad—I mean, I’m mad at me too, I should’ve pounded those guys even harder, but I didn’t wanna be even more late, I’m so so so sorry-“

“It’s fine, Bo,” Korra said, cutting him off. He slumped a little, thinking she was upset, but she just grinned. “It’s gonna be the best story ever to tell little Kana. Her daddy, beating up a hundred Triad goons just to come home to her.”

“It was only, um, twenty, actually-“

Korra shot him a look. She had just given birth to their child. If she wanted to say it was a hundred goons, she could very damned well say it was a hundred goons.

Bolin wisely decided to shut his mouth and cradle the child closer to protect her from the scary look on mommy’s face.

There was a chorus of laughter from the corner, as Asami and Mako found themselves unable to keep in their amusement any longer. The spectacle that was the marriage of Bolin and Korra was nothing if not interesting.

Annoyed, Bolin opened his mouth to remind Mako about the leash Asami kept around his neck. But, before he could, a small sound came from the bundle in his arms.

His heart melted as he saw his daughter, their daughter, loudly yawn and settle closer to him. Tears prickling at the edge of his vision again, he whispered to her, “You’re just the most beautiful—no, the most gorgeous—no, the most beautiful-gorgeous thing in the whole world. You’re gonna be the best-est earthbending master in the world, I just know it.”

Mako rolled his eyes at his brother’s dramatics. “What if it’s a waterbender, Bo?”

“Or a non-bender?” Asami piped in, arching a brow at her husband. He quickly cleared his throat and stuttered, “Y-Yea, Bo, it could be a nonbender. Don’t presume things.”

Mako smiled apologetically down at Asami, who rolled her eyes.

Bolin frowned. “Well, whatever she is, she’s going to be the best! Just because you two have like, twelve kids, doesn’t mean mine still can’t beat all of them!”

“We have two kids,” Mako deadpanned.

“Close enough,” Bolin sniffed.

Starting to get a little ticked off, Mako added, “What if Kana doesn’t want to fight everything she sees like you two, huh? What if she finds a nice, normal guy and-“

Bolin gasped. Asami and Korra groaned and shot Mako simultaneous dirty looks.

“She’s not going t-to have boyfriends!” Bolin spat, like it was a dirty word.

“Yea, Bo, she’s gonna have boyfriends, boyfriends who will date her-” Mako stopped as Asami elbowed him in the gut.

Bolin’s eyes opened wide as he realized the full extent of Mako’s words. Boyfriends. Boys who were way, way more than friends. Boys flirting with his precious, beautiful-gorgeous daughter. Boys kissing his beautiful-gorgeous daughter.

No.

Eyes steely, Bolin proclaimed, “If any boy wants to date Kana, he’s gonna have to defeat her in armed combat first!”

“No, Bolin, wait-“

“That’s a stupid idea, Bo-“

He waved their concerns away and looked down at his baby daughter. “I’m going to train you to be the toughest person in the whole world! Even if you’re a non-bender, I’ll teach you self-defense, and how to burp really loudly, and-and- “

Asami sighed and looked over at Korra, who shook her head, knowing that nothing good could come out of this.

“Daddy, what’s going on?”

There was a tug on Mako’s pants and he smiled down at his own son. “It’s nothing, Chen, Uncle Bolin’s just being stupid again.”

“Oh. Are you going to sit on him again?” he asked, green eyes wide and questioning.

Mako glanced over at his brother, who was spinning around with the baby, still in the middle of his speech about how strong his daughter was going to be.

“Maybe. We’ll see, Chen.”

Bolin’s eyes shot over to Mako and his son. Pouting, he tacked on one more thing to his speech, “And she’s going to wipe the floor with Chen!”

Mako snorted. “Yea, right.”

Korra decided to add her part to the conversation, calling out, “Hey, she’ll totally beat your little pretty boy any day of the week!”

Chen blinked, pouting a little as he leaned in closer to his mother. It was obvious he was the spitting image of her, with thick lashes and big green eyes that shined even as he watched his father and uncle squabble yet again.

“Just let ‘er try it! Chen’s gonna be twelve times the fighter Kana’ll be,” Mako retorted, finally getting a little riled up. Asami sighed. Boys will be boys, apparently.

After blowing a raspberry at his brother, Bolin hunched closer to the bundle in his arms and whispered, “Don’t worry Kana, with me and Korra as your parents, you’re bound to be absolutely perfect!”

ASDFGJJKL I SHIP BORRA SO MUCH HARDER NOW IS THAT EVEN

POSSIBLE ASDFGHJKL

daddy!bolin is hughes

he

is

hughes

oh my god

i can’t

I CAN’T

SUGAR OVERDOSE ALERT!


reblogging because i stared at the pics for 5 minutes laughing

Updates are gonna take a while. Finals and graduation have made things hectic.

I will say there is one chapter partially written but won’t be finished anytime soon.

Awww autonomous Grammy/Meri bonding ♥


Lol Merlot’s face XD he wants play time

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kaleekalo:

sweetinquisitions replied to your post: … Screw it, I’ll fix those poses tomorrow. For…
Ditto plus a large figure one would be great too since not all sims are skinny.

Gah, YES. I actually ran into that problem with this pose set too, since Alesha’s quite curvy—her arm was clipping through her stomach, so I had to paint her sleeve over the broken parts.

Clothing, hair, pudge—all EVIL.


Adreed! there need to be a prg rig too, I’d love to make preggo poses but you have to guess where the belly is. -_-


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simbolism:

Things that are wrong with this:
The Sims 2 is not Habbo Hotel
The walls are down. C’mon guys.
Breastfeeding is not an option in Sims 2 (Without hacks of course) and I’m fairly certain Habbo has nothing to do with raising babies. Given, I have not logged in in several years.
I actually checked my Facebook.
You cannot bath a baby. You could bathe one, though.

glad i’m not the only one that noticed that XD

simbolism:

Things that are wrong with this:

  • The Sims 2 is not Habbo Hotel
  • The walls are down. C’mon guys.
  • Breastfeeding is not an option in Sims 2 (Without hacks of course) and I’m fairly certain Habbo has nothing to do with raising babies. Given, I have not logged in in several years.
  • I actually checked my Facebook.
  • You cannot bath a baby. You could bathe one, though.


glad i’m not the only one that noticed that XD


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Happy Mother’s day

So during my quest to make poses I have realized I am not very good. x_x They work fine for personal use, but I always feel self conscious about sharing them, because there are so many mistakes. I wish I was better at it, but I’m not.

berrysweetshoppe:

this is the only one I have really been okay with and even then its just.. ughh there is so much wrong with it. T_______T I’m sorry guys, I’m just not cut out to be a creator for you all.

I think that set of poses looks amazing!


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forgot to post this one. I enjoy this one too much XD

forgot to post this one. I enjoy this one too much XD

These are gorgeous kids O__O

*grabbyhands*

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