#great cabin builder

[rosymiel]

so excited for the cabin! any idea when you gonna uplod it? (i don't wanna pressure you i'm just SO EXCITED you can't imagine😭

honestly i'm 90% done with the cabin, i really only need to figure out the foundation issue and spice up the outside!! so either this week or next week 🫶

#and don't worry i don't feel pressured at all!! #keep in mind i'm not a great builder so it's not a super cool cabin #but it makes me really happy that someone is excited for it!! #non sims #reply #anon

[mcyt-builds-contest]

The Frost Citadel

Builder : TangoTek

Series : Hermitcraft Season 9

Propaganda : decked out is not only an incredible build on the OUTSIDE, with a great colour scheme and a lot of detail, it's also a hugely important build for the season in general - being the place most people would hang out for the last few months of the server - and importantly a redstone MASTERPIECE. how did this man create literally an entire game with a point buy system and effect cards and randomised threats in minecraft?! like this is vanilla. i think the only mod used was for the disc system and even then he was ready to run that without mods. on so many levels this is such a fantastic build.

The Winter Cabin

Builder : Technoblade and Philza

Series : DSMP

Propaganda : techno and phil's cabins are THE build they're what minecraft is to me maybe not impressive or huge. they use common materials. there's no redstone mechanics. but they're what minecraft is about: making a place yours. making something with your friend. genuinely the most meaningful build in my opinion because it was simple and cozy and made sense for these characters! the stable with carl right in front. the dog house. the soft glow of the beacon. the fact their cabins are connected. similar but not the same. that's my propaganda op. that these cabins sum up what makes minecraft so lovely. and are a great memory for techno. | It's cozy and safe. The perfect hideaway for anyone looking to plan revenge and hold political book clubs. Includes three main houses and a giant training area. It has many adorable animals, including Steve. A polar bear.

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#mcyt base contest #polls #dsmp #hermitcraft

[sunnitheapollokid]

🌻┊ ⊹ •*⁀➷ LEO’S SUNSHINE

leo valdez x daughter of apollo oneshot / blurb!

📬 sunni’s notes : okay but like. if esperanza was still alive she would absolutely adore leo’s s/o. i feel like she’d be one of those mother-in-laws where if leo fucked up and you two would argue, she’d ask leo a “what’d you do this time?” question. — also, thank you so much for the love on strawberries ‘nd allergies!!! kisses! okay i’ll stop talking now

🎨 warnings : ESPERANZA MENTION!!! (dont cry guys)

“mi vida, you’ll look beautiful in anything.” he spoke, letting his body lean against the door frame of her bedroom. his voice completely passed through her ears like it was nothing, “oh but leo! this is the first time i’m meeting them!”

she groaned, throwing clothes in the air in hopes to find her missing earring, sending the apollo cabin in a mess. not like it already wasn’t that much of a mess with the music sheets and the dried up paint on the floor. “jeez — where’s my earring?!” she yelled. the curly-head let out a laugh watching her panic in a hurry.

leo wore a white button up and just some regular black pants for the formal gathering. (name) was still in her pajamas. it was a little strange to (name) to find leo in clean clothes, and not the ones that are covered in grease.

“oh. i got it.” he snapped his fingers, like a light bulb had lighten up above him. “my earring?!” she exclaimed with a smile. “no girasol, what you’re going to wear.” he walked towards her and pinched her nose.

—

they walked together to cabin nine, (name) now out of her pajamas and in her camp clothes — the regular orange shirt and her brown khaki shorts.

leo opened the door to the cabin, his siblings cooing at his neat attire. “yeah you guys like?” he asked with a smug smile, turning to show the back, slapping his own ass.

the cabin echoed with laughter, (name) chuckled, rolling her eyes. “hey (name).” they greeted, once the [short/long] haired came into the frame. “hi guys!!” she smiled. leo pulled her into his corner of the cabin, “close your eyes sunshine.”

(name) obliged, closing her eyes, her hand still in his. leo’s hands were warm, but surprisingly, being the daughter of the god of the sun, her hands were unusually really cold. it was the perfect pair.

leo opened his closet with the other hand, “open them.” he spoke softly. (name) opened her eyes to see leo hold up a long yellow strapless dress, hemmed at the bottom were sunflowers. “leo..” she breathed, speechless.

“how—?” she asked. leo smiled, “my mom.. tailored for a bit. she didn’t use her hands for just mechanics.” leo’s mom was a hard subject for him, but (name) had told him he never had to talk about it. but if he ever needed to, she was there for him.

though, based on the short stories he’d tell her about his mom, she was a kind soul, as much of a great builder she was. and of course, an amazing mom over all.

“she told me she had a vision in a dream about a girl. a girl that illuminated sunshine, who would you know.. love me.” he handed her the dress, kissing her forehead softly. she averted her gaze to leo’s eyes. she could feel the tears swell up.

she took the dress, it was incredibly soft. on the side, was a white tag. written there were esperanza valdez’ words.

“for my leo’s sunshine.” with a yellow heart beside it. her breath hitched, leo embraced her. his button up getting all wet from the girl’s tears. “it’s beautiful leo.” she whispered. “a beautiful dress for a beautiful girl, no?” he pulled away, his hands glued to her hips.

they shared a laugh. “OH HEY IT’S YOUR EARRING!” leo yelled, picking up the earring from his bed. “how did that get there?” she asked. “oh, you see that piece, it broke off so i fixed it in secret. i totally forgot.” guess leo’s adhd had gotten the best of him yet again.

“oh leo..”

#— sunni adores leo (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡ #sunni does not sleep #gonna cry we needed leo to have his mom #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #we lub u leo #pjoverse

[lumenniveus]

Horse Ranch is a great pack for builders, buuuuutt... I'm still going to make more add-ons, and since Studio's last update added build trims my dreams came true. I've said it before: Stuff. Has. To. Match.

DL -> ZIP on SFS

Did I surprise you?

This set includes only build mode objects that use the wood texture and swatches from Horse Ranch to match that EP. You don't need it to use these, but it looks good together. Finally I can have these wooden roof trims for all my log cabins!

It honestly drove me nuts that they gave us a foundation but no platform. The rest kinda just slippery sloped along later...

#sims 4 #maxis match cc #sims custom content #maxis match #cc #ts4 maxis match #ts4 cc #custom content #add on #ts4 custom content #ts4 simblr #ts4 download #ts4 build #build mode

[mrsrookhunt]

Monster Rook Hunt Pt. 3-- A Mega compilation

@v-anrouge I have returned

This is my apology for essentially 3 months of total radio silence <3

Today's Specials

Kitsune!Rook Hunt

Yeti!Rook Hunt

Siren!Rook Hunt

MIB!Rook Hunt

Alien!Rook Hunt

Ghost!Rook Hunt

Kitsune Rook Hunt

While he may appear as a normal fox beastman in public, you meet him by discovering him at his most vulnerable point-- in between transformation from a regular foxman into a beautiful, legendary kitsune.

It's a night you'll never forget. Sometimes you're convinced that he revealed himself to you on purpose simply so that he could make the excuse that you had to be his now.

Oh how he loves loves lovesss pets and pats and if you wanted to brush his tails or maybe just tousle the fur that would be great, thank you--

Touch is everything to him. If you sit beside him for a spell you have made a mistake, because now you're all wrapped up in nine bushy tails and two great strong arms. He does nothing but nuzzle you if you get even remotely close to him.

I hope you're not allergic to fox fur.

He may or may not suggest he's already built it so you better accept building a den for you if you're far enough in the relationship two weeks it's been two weeks. You may think that it'll be your average fox den nestled in a muddy hole in the ground, but you could not be more wrong. Unbeknownst to most people, foxmen and kitsune folk alike are expert builders of log cabins they consider the modern counterparts of their closely related fox dens.

It's got everything

Two-story ceilings in the living room, 5 bedrooms, a beautifully equipped kitchen and cinema room... and let's not forget the sauna room in the basement. Yeah, Rook, a 'den'.

Apparently, Rook is a master builder. You're tempted to ask him if all kitsune do this but you're not sure you're ready to be blown away by the answer.

Overall you will be isolated from the outside world. Rook has found the one he loves, and he wants to be himself around you. The more time passes the less and less you will be able to convince him to take a transformation potion and venture out into town. Rook is content with your nature-filled, person-devoid life, and he hopes you are too.

Yeti Rook Hunt

So much for a peaceful exploration of the woods on a snowy day.

If you had known a walk in the forest would lead to the untimely and wholly accidental meeting of a half-human, half-yeti creature that seemed to adore you with all of his heart and by that I mean refuses to stop crooning over how taken with you he is and how it's love at first sight, just like he's seen on TV! you might honestly have turned around and gone back home.

Your meeting is... fun. Being lovingly greeted by a 7-foot-tall, fur covered monster in ill-fitting clothes is a lot to process-- first to admit to yourself that such things are real altogether-- and that this one is in love with you.

He asks you to come back to his cave-- and no matter how much you decline, he will always pop up in your life somehow again to invite you as soon as you say no to the previous invitation.

When you finally do go to visit him, you are immediately pulled into cuddles and kisses. This is how you discovered that the only socialization Rook has been given was through TV.... and pushy romance tropes do tend to make their rounds on a good number of shows.

Rook knows nothing about his own species. What you're seeing and feeling is exactly the extent that he knows about himself. He feels that he is human mentally even though he knows that physically he isn't.

Once you lean into him and his company, you will get unfiltered touch to his long, soft fur, and you will be able to intimately converse with him about what he wants in his future. Two very great perks of dating a legendary monster. And unsurprisingly, he wants you.

You will have to get used to living with him. Once you're dating, it isn't optional. Rook is insistent on being the provider, and for once you don't know if that's from TV or instinct.

His cave ahem, apologies, home is actually quite nicely kept, and oddly cozy. The occasional stalagmite encounter typically isn't awful, as the main part of the cave is comprised of solid, nice, well-furnished rock rooms. There's a deeper part of the cave system, but you aren't allowed in there, since past the liveable part Rook has made there's nothing but steep drop offs and weakened ground. Do not test that theory please.

And if you're threatened by weird cave bugs? Do not fret, they come with insurance. If Rook is home, he'll take care of the bugs. If he's out hunting? There's a nice little tightly sealed log cabin with a fireplace and a bookcase outside for you to chill in until he gets home.

It really is the life. Rook makes sure you never want for anything except fast food and all modern conveniences with the exception of cable.

Siren Rook Hunt

Man, these singers are getting too good. So good.

So very, very goo......

Hey, at least the view from the rock outcropping you're trapped on is nice.

Rook is sweet and charming, but you can't really get past the fact that he decided to sing you into an easy kidnapping over just asking you to dinner. He insists that these days, kidnapping is cheaper than going out for dinner, and you hate to admit that he is correct.

Your days are spent watching Rook be a one-man show in performing his favorite operas for you with a little break every few lines so you don't slip into siren-song induced madness and basking on the shore of the small rock island you live on.

Sometimes he brings you back fabric or paper or something to be creative with, but oftentimes he prefers just to spend as much time with you as possible and talk and talk and talk and talk and... well, he's quite chatty. It does entertain you thoroughly.

All of your basic needs are taken care of but Rook does not fully understand the human need for stimulation and outside of chatting with him and sleeping, there's not much for you to do.

If he really wants you to spend your life with him you are tasked with convincing him to buy a house on the shore, so both of your habitat needs are fully met.

After that, things go smoothly. Rook is very convincingly human and you don't have many differences between you. Rook is dedicated to you, and you are dedicated to him.

Men In Black Rook Hunt

Your meeting was your own fault. You had seen an alien, and you were raising hell about it.

Unfortunately, you couldn't just get a normal interrogator. No, you got the self-proclaimed 'investigator of all things eerie', Rook Hunt.

To say he was ecstatic to interview you was an understatement. He seemed more interested in your personal life than he did the actual incident you'd assumed he'd be investigating.

After that interrogation, your fuzzy memories aided you in spotting him following you around town.

When you finally got around to an actual date with him, he was already planning your future on the first conversation of the night.

You knew you were stuck with him then and there.

MIB!Rook has no interest in marriage, for whatever reason. However, you are undeniably his lifetime partner and he loves you more than life. He is often out on jobs... or whatever it is he does for work (you will NEVER know, he's trying to protect you from the truth).

When he's home, he studies you intensely. Rook does not seem fully human to you (something else he hides from you) and his behaviors tend to mimic you with the exception of his unending, incessant French vocabulary. That came pre-eqipped.

Overall, Rook is secretive, but he only wants the best for you... whatever that means to him.

Side note I've actually seen a UFO and documented evidence of it. Does anyone want that story? It actually inspired this lol

Alien Rook Hunt

Learning that aliens exist is fun. Learning that one is stalking you is infinitely worse.

Rook comes in no spacecraft, no beam of light, or fancy supernatural story. He just knocks on your door and invites himself into your home as Rook Hunt of a planet you can't pronounce.

You've known that someone was following you for several months. You weren't necessarily aware it was an inhuman man with a creepy smile who admittedly creeped around your house amd watched your every move. And didn't seem to find anything wrong with it

Have you seen those people with the letters on their backs around here?? Please tell me you haven't seen the people with the letters on their backs around here..... he means the FBI. Unfortunately, the alphabet is still eluding him.

There's a surprising amount of extraterrestrial gossip between species and planets... apparently earth has just been missing out.

Rook is actually on earth as a scholar-- with a degree in cultural studies and a focus on conversational language. So, he does what he can do best: study you, ask questions, and share his own experiences with you! Keep in mind you will have a very sad, defeated, puppy-eyed Rook if you're not keen for lengthy conversations on interstellar tradition and history

Rook likes bringing you soft things. Much like jewelry is a gift of high praise here, soft things such as blankets and warm ...jackets? Why do they have 9 arms are of equal value where he comes from.

He also enjoys taking you out for hikes. His planet boasts a very rich ecosystem, and most people go for dates exclusively in nature--- its something he's trying to bring back to you.

Your differences, while quite obvious to you, are hard to discern to Rook. So long as you entertain him, and allow him to hang around, life will go smoothly.

Ghost Rook Hunt

If you didn't want to attract the attention of the mischievous spirit of a long-dead esteemed hunter, you probably shouldn't have broken into that cabin in the woods in a far off rural town as a 'roadtrip'.

The moment you walked through the door, you knew you had gotten yourself into deeeeep trouble.

Every light was lit in a building that wasn't supposed to have power, the fireplace had been recently stoked, and there were two warm bowls of stew set at the dingy kitchen table as if it had been set for dinner.

Eerie? Yes.

Enough to keep you from dinner? No.

Somehow, your food disappeared out of your backpack Poltergeist? No, Pomefioregeist , so what else could you get this far out of town?

The food makes you dizzy, and you swear you feel the softest touch of a hand on your shoulder before you're out cold.

When you wake up, the door to the cabin is jammed. It's like a horror movie. But most horror movies don't come equipped with giddy, excited, hat-wearing full apparitions.

Rook's plan is to keep you there until you die. He says he'd have to open the door to get groceries, and then you'd leave. Not the best scenario, but, hey, you won't have to pay off your loans anymore.

When you do die, you're Rook's favorite person ever. Cuddles, kisses, the works. He takes you out to see performances that you don't even have to pay for!

Dying is very cost-efficient.

You'd never imagined that ghosts would feel solid to each other, but it was a pleasant surprise when you had your first kiss with him.

Though you two have no real possibility of a future other than floating through the 4th dimension with each other, Rook will keep your eternity filled with love and devotion.

#rook hunt twst #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt headcanons #yandere rook hunt #monster rook hunt #character imagines #twisted wonderland #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland headcannon #rook hunt #rook hunt twisted wonderland #yandere rook x reader #yandere twst #twst fanfic #twst

[istumpysk]

to bad lady stoneheart will crown arya in robb’s crown leading her to be queen of the north at least sansa can enjoy her life with her two timing husband in the vale 😌

Top 10 Funniest Ship Girl Foreshadowing

10. Gendry's very important question.

He looked dubious. "Did you ever sail a boat?" "You put up the sail," she said, "and the wind pushes it." "What if the wind is blowing the wrong way?" "Then there's oars to row." - Arya II, ASOS

9. Excellent names!

I mean to use your second son as well. He will take Lady Marya across the narrow sea, to Braavos and the other Free Cities, to deliver other letters to the men who rule there. - Davos I, ACOK

x

"Just so. Your father was oarmaster on a galley. When your mother died, he took you off to sea with him. Then he died as well, and his captain had no use for you, so he put you off the ship in Braavos. And what was the name of the ship?" "Nymeria," she said at once. - Arya II, AFFC

8. Hey, what's with this Stark they keep telling us about.

That's a Brandon, the tall one with the dreamy face, he was Brandon the Shipwright, because he loved the sea. His tomb is empty. He tried to sail west across the Sunset Sea and was never seen again. - Bran VII, AGOT

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It was Bran's turn to tell a story, so he told them about another Brandon Stark, the one called Brandon the Shipwright, who had sailed off beyond the Sunset Sea. - Bran III, ASOS

7. Arya spells it out.

Only Braavosi were permitted use of the Purple Harbor, from the Drowned Town and the Sealord's Palace; ships from her sister cities and the rest of the wide world had to use the Ragman's Harbor, a poorer, rougher, dirtier port than the Purple. It was noisier as well, as sailors and traders from half a hundred lands crowded its wharves and alleys, mingling with those who served and preyed on them. Cat liked it best of any place in Braavos. She liked the noise and the strange smells, and seeing what ships had come in on the evening tide and what ships had departed. She liked the sailors too; the boisterous Tyroshi with their booming voices and dyed whiskers; the fair-haired Lyseni, always trying to niggle down her prices; the squat, hairy sailors from the Port of Ibben, growling curses in low, raspy voices. Her favorites were the Summer Islanders, with their skins as smooth and dark as teak. They wore feathered cloaks of red and green and yellow, and the tall masts and white sails of their swan ships were magnificent. - Cat of the Canals, AFFC

6. Arya spells it out again.

Arya bit her lip. She had crossed the narrow sea to get here, but if the captain had asked she would have told him she wanted to stay aboard the Titan’s Daughter. Salty was too small to man an oar, she knew that now, but she could learn to splice ropes and reef the sails and steer a course across the great salt seas. Denyo had taken her up to the crow’s nest once, and she hadn’t been afraid at all, though the deck had seemed a tiny thing below her. I can do sums too, and keep a cabin neat. - Arya I, AFFC

5. Arya spells it out one more time. (Plus one more, because she's so generous!)

It made her think of the sea. Maybe that was the way out. Old Nan used to tell stories of boys who stowed away on trading galleys and sailed off into all kinds of adventures. Maybe Arya could do that too. - Arya V, AGOT

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"It won’t be so bad, Sansa," Arya said. "We're going to sail on a galley. It will be an adventure - Sansa III, AGOT

4. Ned Stark makes a bizarre prediction about the future of one of his children.

"No," Ned said. He saw no use in lying to her. "Yet someday he may be the lord of a great holdfast and sit on the king's council. He might raise castles like Brandon the Builder, or sail a ship across the Sunset Sea, or enter your mother’s Faith and become the High Septon." - Eddard II, AGOT

3. An entire fandom forgets what made Nymeria famous.

He sang of Jonquil and Florian, of Prince Aemon the Dragonknight and his love for his brother's queen, of Nymeria's ten thousand ships. - Sansa VI, ACOK

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He had not noticed that before, no more than he had noticed the picture on the tapestry, a scene of Nymeria and her ten thousand ships. - The Soiled Knight, AFFC

x

That is Nymeria's star, burning bright, and that milky band behind her, those are ten thousand ships. - The Queenmaker, AFFC

2. They could be like Nymeria, and sail beyond the Sunset Sea.

Lord Gylbert began to speak. He told of a wondrous land beyond the Sunset Sea, a land without winter or want, where death had no dominion. "Make me your king, and I shall lead you there," he cried. "We will build ten thousand ships as Nymeria once did and take sail with all our people to the land beyond the sunset. There every man shall be a king and every wife a queen." - The Drowned Man, AFFC

A marriage is arranged between Arya and Elmar. El mar. The sea.

"Also, if your sister Arya is returned to us safely, it is agreed that she will marry Lord Walder's youngest son, Elmar, when the two of them come of age." - Catelyn IX, AGOT

#stumpy ask #fan

[eisfee]

North Bend lots list

The main reason why I did not share the assembled version of the world is that I am not a great builder, and I take most of the lots from other worlds or download from MTS or the exchange. I decided that it's not okay if I just put it in the download along with the world. But I know how frustrating it can be when you start the game with an empty world, so here it is: the full list of NB lots and the link on the creator's page. The post will be filled and updated. Also I`ll be happy if someone wants to share their creations or finds for NB!

* - means that I am working on this lot by myself.

Empty

Empty

The Strike Zone Bowling Alley

Flora2 Old Hand Car Wash

SimValley Community School or Tedhi`s School

Sportfield from Brookwoods

*Train Station

BrightFalls Police

*Bookshop

*Stores

BrightFalls  Oh Deer Diner

Flora2 Bernie's Liquor

Flora2`s Globe Bakery

*NorthBend Theater

Flora2`s Boxing Gym

Flora2`s  Downtown Apartments

*Medical Center

BrightFalls Garage

*General Store

*Antique Store Museum

*Flowers and Scissors

BrightFalls Administration

Flora2  Reggie's Diner

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Flora2`s Fire Station 

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*Park Riverveiw

28. Norn Regtag Resales 29. *Park 30. *Gas Farm 31. *Old Mansion 32. Empty 33. Empty   34. Empty   35. Empty   36. Flora2`s Small Duplex 37. Flora2`s White Cottage 38. Flora2`s Small Modular Home 39. Empty   40. Empty   41. *Park 42. Empty   43. Empty   44. Empty   45. Empty   46. Empty   47. Empty   48. Empty   49. *Graveyard 50. Church for Aurora Skies 51.*Park 52. Empty   53. Empty   54. Flora2 Cherrypan Diner

55. Empty (Radio Station) 56. Empty (Park) 57. Empty (Junkyard) 58. *Sawmill 59. Empty 60. Empty

61. Great Bear Big Dan`s Cabin 62. Empty 63. Empty 64. Empty 65. *Salis Lodge 66. Empty

67. Empty 68. Empty (Park) 69. Empty 70. Empty (Rangeedr station) 71. *One Eyed Jacks

72. *Park 73. Addenbrooke Clastonberry Festival 74. Flora2 Inventing workbench 75. Flora2 Hippie Camp 76. Retro Trailer 4 by IngridIngersoll 77. Retro Trailer 5 by IngridIngersoll 78. Retro Trailer 6 by IngridIngersoll 79. Tedhi`s Hogan Diner 80. Retro Trailer 1 by IngridIngersoll 81. Retro Trailer 2 by IngridIngersoll 82. Retro Trailer 3 by IngridIngersoll 83. Empty 84. Empty

85. *Pick-up berries 86. Empty 87. Empty 88. Westwood Wildflower Farm 89. Empty 90. Delilah's Dairy Farm 91. Empty 92. Norn Up and Down Stables 93. *Pasture 94. Empty 95. Empty 96. The Exchange Flea Market 97. (no pictured) Point View 98. (no pictured) View from mountain

#ts3 #list #letsbuild #ts3 north bend

[burnwater13]

Grogu definitely had a cold. Not a bad cold. He wasn’t accidentally using the Force to pick things up and drop them or send them shooting out of his room. Nope. He was just tired. And his throat was sore. And his eyes were still red.

His dad had been bringing him cups of tea and broth to help sooth his throat, which only resulted in Grogu feeling like he was floating from the inside. That was a lot less pleasant than he had hoped it might feel. His dad had also been cleaning the cabin to a ridiculous extent to see if that helped with the red color in his eyes (it didn’t). 

Grogu just wanted to be left alone for a change and even tried to lock the door to the room so his dad couldn’t keep checking up on him every few minutes. That didn’t work. Not only because the Mandalorian was more than capable of dealing with a locked door, but because the door didn’t have a lock to begin with and that just annoyed Grogu even more. 

Grogu hadn’t given up his plan to set up  the ‘It was a dark and scary night…uh stormy night’ festival for Clan Mudhorn and friends. He knew where he wanted to hold it, what kind of decorations and other set dressing he’d use to make the whole place seem like a nightmare, what kind of food should be served, and all that kind of stuff. He’d even written it up in his datapad between the bed checks his dad was doing. 

His problem, other than feeling like he was turning into some sort of Sith-like monster, was that his dad wasn’t going to let him go shopping for any of the stuff he needed for the festival. Not when he looked and felt this crummy. 

Grogu heard a soft knock at the door and mumbled something close to ‘come in’. Din Djarin peeked around the door. 

“Hey buddy, I’m going to send R5 into town to pick up some things. Do you want anything?” 

That question sounded so innocent and the timing was perfect. Grogu nodded his head and pulled out his data pad and tapped into quickly before his dad could look at what he was doing. The Mandalorian just waited and when he was done, Grogu chirped at him as briefly as possible.

“Okay, you sent a list of things to R5 and its prioritized and its all supposed to be stored in the shed?” His dad asked, verifying his understanding.

Grogu nodded his head.

“Buddy, that’s all fine, but we don’t have a shed.”

Grogu sighed deeply, rolled his eyes, and coo’d at his dad in short burst of sound.

“Materials to build the shed are on the list? Grogu, that’s not what R5 is for. She’s an astro-mech, not a builder. I’m happy to help her, but I thought you’d just want some different tea or a sleeve of cookies. It’s okay. Just don’t wear yourself out. Your eyes are practically glowing red. I’ll add eye drops to the list and maybe that will help.”

Then his dad left the room, calling out for R5. Grogu was pleased by how his plan was beginning to take shape. He rubbed his hands together and began to laugh. The laugh turned into a cackle and then the moment was ruined when the cackle turned into a cough and Grogu wished he’d thought to ask R5 to get him some cough syrup. Dank Farrik!

But he was glad that his dad had gotten used to having a mech around the cabin who could help them both with the work they needed to do. R5 was great at maintaining the N-1, especially polishing it’s very shiny surface, a task that Grogu neither liked, nor possessed any skill for performing. His dad often complained that the ship had more smudges and handprints on it when Grogu completed the chore than when he started it. Grogu never liked doing that chore so he wasn’t sad when the Mandalorian assigned it to R5. 

Grogu giggled when he thought about the time Peli Motto was yelling at the pit droids who were servicing the old Razor Crest and complained that they were spooking his dad so badly they would give ‘all droids a bad name’. Those times had changed. Now his dad was letting the little astro mech do their shopping and considered IG-11-M to be a good friend to Clan Mudhorn. 

Din Djarin was even polite to the High Magistrate’s protocol droid. Grogu giggled even more at that because it seemed like the protocol droid had developed a fondness for the Mandalorian that annoyed the High Magistrate. But Grogu supposed that if the High Magistrate went around in a shiny  beskar suit all the time, maybe the protocol droid would have a crush on him too. 

Just the thought of that made Grogu giggle again and that felt good. He didn’t cough after giggling. He didn’t know why, but it made him feel better, not worse, unlike the cackling. 

There was another tap at his door and Grogu called out, “Enter!” His dad came into the room and he had a cup of fresh broth and small bowl of freeze dried froglets for Grogu. 

“Here you go buddy, for when you get hungry again. Hey, your eyes are looking better. Great. That must mean you’re finally getting over this cold. If you need anything I’ll be outside working on the N-1. Love you pal.” 

Grogu smiled at his dad and signed that he loved him too. He was too choked up to say anything. He didn’t want to start coughing again and ruin everything, even though he actually felt really good right then. Maybe he was getting over his cold… but only time would tell. 

#calendar prompt a day #the mandalorian #din djarin #grogu

[vampire-exgirlfriend]

Wylla and Abby + comfort

hi i love you i needed this

The fire crackled in the hearth, casting long shadows over the stone walls and the rug they lay atop. Abby’s slender fingers picked the tangles from Wylla’s curls, the gentle motion lulling her into that place between dreaming and waking. From above her, her friend's soft, lilting voice took life.

“Beidh mé i do uisce

snámha tú glan

le síocháin leachtach.

Chonaic mé tú ag fulaingt

chonaic mé tú ag caoineadh

an oíche ar fad tríd.

Mar sin beidh mé i do uisce

snámha tú glan,

leacht gorm.”

The River Tongue was not so different from Old Tongue, and Wylla could not keep the smile from her face as she picked out the familiar words. “I’ll be your water, bathing you clean…,” she murmured in common. 

“Do you know this one?” Abby asked, brushing the hair from her forehead. 

Wylla shook her head. “Our languages were one once. They aren’t so different now.” She turned onto her side, facing the fire fully, watching as the embers hissed and popped, seeking air. “I can’t imagine how lonely it must have been sometimes, to be so young, surrounded by dragons when the rivers call to you.”

“In truth, I spent so long trying not to think of home, of what I had lost to Harrenhal. I was just glad to have a place here, where I was not alone. But I feel the call. Each time we venture to the cabin I feel the pull to the God’s Eye, to the creeks and the marshes.”

“To the waters that will bathe you clean.” Wylla’s smile faltered a bit as she tucked her hands beneath her chin. Abby pulled the blanket more securely around her shoulders. “Our blood is older even than theirs.”

“And I am less lonely with you.” She could hear the truth of it in the other girl's words. “Tell me what you miss of home.”

Wylla’s eyes burned at the memories of snow drifts taller even than her father, of the hunting and the hawking, and the magnificence of the waves breaking against the Gray Cliffs. “I miss the bite of frost at my cheeks. I miss seeing the foxes in their dens and the howl of the wolves when night lasted longer than day. The midnight sky would melt into purple and green and blue, a spill of paint. I miss the way that the land seemed to stretch on forever. It made me feel so small, but I was not afraid.”

Abby sat back, leaning against the chair behind her. “You are descended from the Winter Kings, you were never small, Wylla.”

“Did you not feel small standing before the God’s Eye as a girl?”

“No. I felt powerful, like it was mine. I felt connected to the land in a way I haven’t since.”

Wylla laughed. “Spoken like the true however many times great granddaughter of Osmund Strong.” In a softer voice, she added, “This city makes me feel small…insignificant.”

“None of that, now,” Abby chided gently. “You are the daughter of an ancient house, with the blood of Bran the Builder in your veins. And well, we all know I’m secretly a nymph,” she chuckled.

“The Fox and the Nymph," Wylla whispered, turning to glance up at her friend.

Abby laid a kiss to her fingers, pressing them to Wylla’s forehead. “I would read that story.”

#aemond x wylla #abrogail strong #other's ocs #PINKY SWEAR #they say i killed you (haunt me then) #if you see me translating placebo lyrics into irish no you didn't

[arcticgraverobber]

I just finished: Inscryption!

I was a big fan of Daniel Mullins other games, Pony Island and The Hex - both fascinating games in their own right, and I'm happy that Inscryption seemed to finally get widespread recognition the others didn't, it really deserves it. When I first heard that this was coming out, I was a little tired of playing deck building games - recently I've got back into playing them again, though I think this game could have hooked me even through my apprehension.

The game is an excellent deck builder, and unlike some others it doesn't feel overwhelming at all - with some games you can become lost with all the options, that you must be missing some amazing combos or strategy. I had fun discovering all the different card interactions, which of course are designed for the player to work out, but it manages to make you feel good nonetheless.

Aside from deck building, the game is of course largely focused on a meta narrative that explores differing attitudes toward game design. The game begins with you playing for your life against a mysterious figure in the dark of a cabin, of whom you can only see the glint of their eyes. The stranger narrates your adventure through the wilds and the struggles you endure, the game play at this point focused around sacrifice of your creatures, painting a visceral picture of your journey of survival.

Once you manage to escape this stranger, the game ends up in a very simple setting, similar to something like the Pokemon TCG for the Game Boy, now allowing you to build a deck from a set of cards you collect before each match. Once you through all the hoops that have been set for you, another character takes over control of the game, a robot.

Unlike the stranger, the robot seems to struggle greatly at creating any kind of compelling narrative, focusing purely on the mechanics of their game. While the mechanics are generally more balanced, this section of the game is purposefully more hollow to show the difference in style.

crab

I have largely ignored a large part of the narrative of the game, the fmv videos of a character in the real world playing this game. While I wouldn't say i dislike this part of the game, I do find it less interesting. Daniel Mullins has and ARG which includes all of their games, and honestly it's something I've found compelling but also a little childish and simplistic. The good thing is whether you like it or not, it's largely optional, and it doesn't get in the way of a great game.

Significance: 2/3

Grade: A

#game reviews #games #reviews #videogames #horror #horror games #card games #cards #ccg #inscryption #daniel mullins

[titanicc0]

RMS Titanic was a British ocean liner that sank on 15 April 1912 after striking an iceberg on the ship's maiden voyage from Southampton, England to New York City, United States. Titanic, operated by the White Star Line, was carrying passengers and mail. Of the estimated 2,224 passengers and crew aboard, approximately 1,500 died, making the incident the deadliest sinking of a single ship at the time.[a] Titanic carried some of the wealthiest people in the world, as well as hundreds of emigrants from the British Isles, Scandinavia, and elsewhere in Europe who were seeking a new life in the United States and Canada. The disaster drew public attention, spurred major changes in maritime safety regulations, and inspired a lasting legacy in popular culture.

Titanic departing Southampton on 10 April 1912

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Titanic shipwreck is here now.

History

United Kingdom

Name

RMS Titanic

Owner

White Star Line

Operator

White Star Line

Port of registry

United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland Liverpool, England

Route

Southampton to New York City

Ordered

17 September 1908

Builder

Harland and Wolff, Belfast

Cost

£1.5 million (£150 million in 2019)

Yard number

401

Way number

400

Laid down

31 March 1909

Launched

31 May 1911

Completed

2 April 1912

Maiden voyage

10 April 1912

In service

1912

Out of service

15 April 1912

Identification

UK official number 131428[1]

Code letters HVMP[2]

Wireless call sign MGY

Fate

Struck an iceberg at 11:40 pm (ship's time) 14 April 1912 on her maiden voyage and sank 2 h 40 min later on 15 April 1912; 112 years ago

Status

Wreck

General characteristics

Class and type

Olympic-class ocean liner

Tonnage

46,329 GRT, 21,831 NRT

Displacement

52,310 tons

Length

882 ft 9 in (269.1 m) overall

Beam

92 ft 6 in (28.2 m)

Height

175 ft (53.3 m) (keel to top of funnels)

Draught

34 ft 7 in (10.5 m)

Depth

64 ft 6 in (19.7 m)

Decks

9 (A–G)

Installed power

24 double-ended and five single-ended boilers feeding two reciprocating steam engines for the wing propellers, and a low-pressure turbine for the centre propeller;[3] output: 46,000 HP

Propulsion

Two three-blade wing propellers and one centre propeller

Speed

Service: 21 kn (39 km/h; 24 mph). Max: 23 kn (43 km/h; 26 mph)

Capacity

Passengers: 2,453, crew: 874. Total: 3,327 (or 3,547 according to other sources)

Notes

Lifeboats: 20 (sufficient for 1,178 people)

RMS Titanic was the largest ship afloat upon entering service and the second of three Olympic-class ocean liners built for the White Star Line. The ship was built by the Harland and Wolff shipbuilding company in Belfast. Thomas Andrews Jr., the chief naval architect of the shipyard, died in the disaster. Titanic was under the command of Captain Edward John Smith, who went down with the ship.

The first-class accommodation was designed to be the pinnacle of comfort and luxury. It included a gymnasium, swimming pool, smoking rooms, fine restaurants and cafes, a Victorian-style Turkish bath, and hundreds of opulent cabins. A high-powered radiotelegraph transmitter was available to send passenger "marconigrams" and for the ship's operational use. Titanic had advanced safety features, such as watertight compartments and remotely activated watertight doors, which contributed to the ship's reputation as "unsinkable".

Titanic was equipped with 16 lifeboat davits, each capable of lowering three lifeboats, for a total of 48 boats. Despite this capacity of 48, the ship was only equipped with a total of 20 lifeboats. Fourteen were regular lifeboats, two were cutter lifeboats, and four were collapsible and proved difficult to launch while the ship was sinking. Together, the 20 lifeboats could hold 1,178 people—about half the number of passengers on board, and one-third of the number of passengers the ship could have carried at full capacity (a number consistent with the maritime safety regulations of the era). The British Board of Trade's regulations required 14 lifeboats for a ship 10,000 tonnes. Titanic carried six more than required, allowing 338 extra people room in lifeboats. When the ship sank, the lifeboats that had been lowered were only filled up to an average of 60%.

[anarchy-and-piglins]

For your latest ask, Techno, Phil, and Steve just having a cozy day in? (Perhaps some hot chocolate? /nf /j)

Some days just beg to be experienced in the great outdoors. Some days, the sunlight reflects off the snow outside their cabin beautiful, a kaleidoscope of colors in ever flake. And the cold tundra air feels more like a gentle caress than the harsh cut to bone it should rightfully be. Some days, it fills their lungs with crisp renewal, of lives rebuilt out of ashes and the exploration of something new.

Today is not one of those days.

Phil is looking out the window as he stirs a pot of milk he’s heating on the stove, but he can’t see much more than two feet outside before his vision is obscured by a flurry of hail. The window shakes sometimes, when the gust turns and batters the cabin relentlessly. Techno used trapdoors, for some unfathomable reason. Phil’s inner builder was always a bit offended at that, but Techno is a grown ass adult so if he wants to live in a house with the structural integrity of a barn, who is Phil to judge?

With all the animals in here, it’s not entirely unfitting either.

An entire litter of puppies is yipping at Phil’s feet. Techno brought them inside because of the storm. While the older hounds would just huddle together for warmth, protected from the worst of the blizzard by their fur, Techno was worried the small ones wouldn’t fare as well. Phil know, of course, that this is utter bullshit. In the middle of the dog pile, these puppies would be just as save as they are here in front of the cozy fire. Techno is just too embarrassed to admit he likes having the little fucks inside.

Baba is inside too, where she usually wouldn’t be. But today she had followed Steve’s example and lumbered in when Techno urged them through the door. Steve is more than content to lie on the floor at Techno’s feet, allowing the piglin to use him as a glorified footstool. Phil snorts when he sees that upon turning around. Steve really allows Techno to get away with anything. Phil would be growled at for even looking at that bear wrong.

He still walks over, handing Techno one of the mugs he has filled with the heated milk and some pieces of chocolate. “Here you go, mate.”

Techno hums appreciatively, using the spoon to turn Phil’s concoction into chocolate milk. Phil sits down besides him, nudging Steve over with his leg. It doesn’t really do anything.

“Any plans for today,” Phil asks, despite himself.

With a soft chuckle, Technoblade picks up his book again. He’s about halfway through The Golden Bough for probably the hundred time. “This.”

“This?” Phil says. He takes a sip of the hot chocolate.

“Exactly this,” Techno repeats. “This is good.”

“It is...” Phil sighs, settling back. Then he frowns. “Have we gotten boring?”

“Probably.”

“It’s a far cry from blowing up nations, I’ll say.”

“But it’s not half bad,” Techno nods.

Phil leans back. When he does that, their arms touch and his head can kinda lean on the couch but also against Techno’s shoulder. Outside, there’s nothing but snow. Ranboo will probably come by for dinner, he thinks.

Phil smiles. “It’s not half bad.”

#technoblade #philza #Shara writes #asks #writing prompts #<3 ty this was cozy to write

[mcyt-builds-contest]

The Winter Cabin

Builder : Technoblade and Philza

Series : DSMP

Propaganda : techno and phil's cabins are THE build they're what minecraft is to me maybe not impressive or huge. they use common materials. there's no redstone mechanics. but they're what minecraft is about: making a place yours. making something with your friend. genuinely the most meaningful build in my opinion because it was simple and cozy and made sense for these characters! the stable with carl right in front. the dog house. the soft glow of the beacon. the fact their cabins are connected. similar but not the same. that's my propaganda op. that these cabins sum up what makes minecraft so lovely. and are a great memory for techno. | It's cozy and safe. The perfect hideaway for anyone looking to plan revenge and hold political book clubs. Includes three main houses and a giant training area. It has many adorable animals, including Steve. A polar bear.

The Noisy Neighbors Tower

Builder : Pearlescentmoon and Bigbst4tz2

Series : Limited Life

Propaganda : It's a nice tower with a nice roof and at least 4 murders happened in it, And more were attempted. It has frogs, and the frogs have NOSES!!!! WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?????

Taglist!

@10piecechickenmcnugget @biro-slay @betweenlands

#mcyt base contest #polls #dsmp #limited life

[ocean-sailor]

Yacht Louis in Brasil!

I think we’d all love a little yacht holiday in Brasil but for now we’ll just live vicariously through Louis and his friends ;)

This is M/Y Saint Germain - it has classic lines as it was originally built by the Italian builder Benetti Yachts in 1983 but has all the modern conveniences after undergoing a full re-fit in 2015.  It’s for sale for US $3,000,000.00 and although it’s not listed on the main yacht charter sites, it’s open to chartering while waiting for a buyer.

This yacht is 32.5m/107’ in length and has 3 levels:  

- The Lower deck has 5 guest staterooms - each with their own bathroom - so is able to sleep up to 10 guests.  In the bow, there are 3 crew cabins with bathrooms that accommodate 5 crew members.

- The Main deck (from bow to stern) has an exterior patio with tables and sun lounges on the hull of the bow, a home theatre, a full galley (kitchen for the chef), a day head (half bath), an indoor living/dining area, and the aft deck that has a table for outdoor dining and stairs leading to the swim platform/outdoor shower.  

- The Bridge deck (Flybridge or top deck) has the Bridge (Wheelhouse) that contains the navigation station, a covered open air dining/lounge area with full bar, grill, fridge, and ice maker.  Further astern is the jacuzzi and open deck area where the tender and toys (2 double kayaks and 2 stand up paddle boards) are stored while cruising.         

Aside from the 2015 design updates, upgrades include flat screen TV, Wifi, and Zero Speed Stabilizers that decrease the rolling motion of the boat while at sea and anchor (great for anyone prone to seasickness). There’s a Desalination Plant that converts sea water to fresh water so unlike the posh bus💙, you can make an endless supply of water for showers, laundry, cooking, etc. 

This boat can accommodate an additional 20 guests for day cruises but I think for staying onboard, Louis had his usual people with him.  So the 10 main guests were likely Louis, Oli, Joni, Charlie, Josh, Steve, Micheal, Matt D, Zac, and Isaac.  Possibly Chris F (mgmt) if one of the band members doesn’t like yachts ;).  The Marina Verolme has a heli pad so they may have combined their tour with travel to the yacht!

The area they were cruising around is called Angra Dos Reis (King Cove) and is one of the most beautiful cruising grounds in the world.  The coastline is stunning and there are over 360 islands, with beaches ranging from powdery white to yellow to black monazite sand.  The crystal clear azure waters are perfect for diving and snorkelling.  The most prominent, Isla Grande, has a wild history of pirates, treasure, smuggling and even the ruins of an old prison.  It also has Environmentally Protected Areas for hiking that excludes cars, with beautiful waterfalls, flora, and fauna including monkeys, and butterflies.  The Saco do Céu (Sky Sack) is a calm bay and on starry nights, the stars reflect into the sea.     

This whole trip is Documentable™️ and has so much more to see than I’ve mentioned here but they only had 2-3 days so this is what I’d start with.  Hopefully they’ll post about their adventures on the IGTV series!

#Yacht Louis💙 #one day I will learn how to do things half assed #today is not that day lol

[sweetsbutthewayagentboothsaysit]

Jasipercabeth Power Headcannons so I can straighten my fic out

Jason Grace

-when he gets really excited, his skin buzzes with static electricity

-his hair is less styled and more frizz from the energy he radiates. like a stuck-his-finger-in-an-outlet style instead of i-spent-20-minutes-styling-this-quiff

-unlike Percy, Jason has control over the rain

-is his own fog machine

-was discouraged against using his powers at camp Jupiter but is encouraged at camp halfblood and learns all kinds of new things or relearns things that Lupa taught him

-doesn't fight in a more greek or roman way, is more wolf than human, wants to fight ferociously and tear rather than stab

-sometimes, percy will let him spar like he was raised (on all fours and with his teeth) because surprisingly, percy is the only one to understand how he was raised by wolves

-has little lightning bolts in his eyes if he gets really excited

-you can tell he’s getting mad when thunder starts to rumble. it gets louder and louder the angrier her gets.

-has lightning bolts coming off of him when he's really pissed

-is oddly respected by birds, they think he's just a giant pigeon, will bring him shiny things

-will start to fly if he’s not paying attention and usually walks on air for about an hour before he notices

-warning: will start to fly if incredibly excited

-sometimes, he’ll forget to breathe and the wind will punch him in the gut

Lesser known child of Jupiter powers:

-can tell if someone is guilty or innocent just by looking at them

-knows all of the old Roman laws by heart without ever learning them

Piper McLean

-charmspeak, obviously

-feels everything on a much higher level than normal people. like her emotions are turned up to 11 all the time and she has to be incredibly in tune with herself or else she’ll lose her mind trying to ignore her feelings or, in one instance, she’ll make herself physically sick

-amazing at hair of all types and is really good at cutting and styling despite never learning or teaching herself

-is really good at reading people and assessing personalities and vibes

-is really good at matchmaking because she’s really good at reading people

-can tell when a couple is soulmates. she can’t see a line connecting people to their soulmates or an aura or anything like that but if she meets a couple who are soulmates she can physically see that they were meant to be on a cosmic level

-her advice about relationships is never wrong, even when her advice is to dump your boyfriend of five years and get off birth control

-can turn her charm on and off but if it’s on, everyone and I mean everyone will fall in love with her. she didn’t even realize the first time she was doing it, just playfully flirting with Annabeth during archery practice and found Chiron offering her flowers while the rest of the cabins showered her with compliments and marriage proposals.

-knows which clothes will flatter someone based on body type, size and palette after looking at them once

-smells like whatever you love. Percy thinks she smells like candy and salt, Jason thinks she smells like rain and dirt, Annabeth claims she smells like books and coffee.

Annabeth Chase

-is like a LEGO Master Builder, can see what went into building a building just by looking at it

-actually has a mind palace like Sherlock except it’s less palace and more amphitheater but still contains all of the information she could ever want

-can see battlegrounds like maps and soldiers like game pieces in order to win

-she always wins

-is a master at weaving and can make a basket in 2 minutes flat

-is constantly coming up with new inventions that are amazing and actually work and she can tell you exactly how to build it but she’s not great at the actual building part

-can turn her head 270 degrees like an owl and has incredible night vision

-photographic and eidetic memory which wouldn’t be a power technically but because every single child of Athena has this, it’s a god given power

Not powers but head cannons:

-is a master at the connect two unconnected things in a minute game

-like, percy says tomato and jason says subsection 13 of section 7C from the American Book of Law, published in 2002 by Penguin House and she connects them within a minute and a half

Perseus Jackson

-anything, and I mean anything, with the slightest hint of water is considered his jurisdiction and he can manipulate the shit out of it

-is like a walking humidifier, any water within a fifty yard radius is drawn to him

-can literally feel the water running under cities and knows exactly which knob to turn to do the most damage

-when he sneezes, water bottles nearby will explode

-one time, he had a cold, and the entire water system at camp exploded before he was given ambrosia and meds

-has a sort of radio in his mind that is always on and is tuned to whatever even mildly aquatic creatures or horses are in the area

-can see latitude and longitude laid out before him like how annabeth sees battlefields

-his eyes glow a brilliant green when he’s in the darker parts of the oceans so he can see

-sometimes they glow when he’s excited and water will start to run (sinks and showers turn on, tea kettles boil in seconds, fountains start to rock a bit)

-when he starts to get mad, the ocean starts to get a little more aggressive and then it gets choppy and then it’s just raging the madder he gets

-is a natural at the ukulele because Poseidon claimed it as his instrument. it annoys Apollo to no end

-place him upside down in the deepest, darkest part of the ocean and he can tell you exactly where he is and which way is up

-if he steps in a puddle, even on accident, he simply absorbs all of the water without noticing

-the more time he has to train and chill out at camp half-blood, the more he taps into his earth shaker powers

-eventually, when he understands how to focus and call it to his will, he can just tap the ground with his big toe and a boulder will split in half

-he does a little tap dance and a minor earthquake knocks his opponents on their asses

-one time, gets uber pissed, screams, opens a brand new fault line so deep it creates a trench

-scientists are baffled

#PJO #demigod #demigods being demigods #not just the top three deserve powers #aphrodite kids be wicked powerful #you got no clue

[the-woild-is-y-erster]

Ahhhh no you didnt so consider this your seperate ask I need to know the rest! Also what's new friend

okie dokie! so the park follows the George family, and the four generations that actually lived on the property.

it starts in 1824 (we call this house the 1830s) when this area was settled, with Henry Jones and his family; we have a dogtrot cabin for that era, the original burned down several times so ours is a replica but its built exactly like they would have built it. we have reenactors at each house (thats what i do!) to further the story and give tours and answer questions. The Jones family had seven (i think?) children, three of which lived past the age of five.

the next house is set in the 1850s-1860s, that house burned down as well but the one we have on property has the exact same layout and the same builder, it was just owned by a doctor in town that the family was close with. the 1860s house was owned by Henry Jones' daughter, Polly Ryon. Polly was way ahead of her time; in this time period women are still very much oppressed and overlooked, but Polly's husband did jackshit so she ran the entire ranch by herself, she called the shots, made the buisness deals, all of it. She was also allowed in the mens parlor, which was where they talked buiness and all that fun stuff. Polly's niece, Susan Elizabeth, is the owner of the next house.

ah, one of my favorites! the 1890s house!! Susan Elizabeth married Judge H. Davis, and they had three children, the youngest dying at three of infant cholera. Judge Davis wasnt a judge in a courtroom, but he owned a large amount of property and cotton gins and crop shares. the couple's two surviving children were named Bud and Mamie. Bud was a bachelor, he never settled down and had three places of residence; his parents house, a permanent hotel room in a very fancy hotel in town, and his sisters future house. Bud had a staircase go up to his balcony in his parents house as he would come home late at night and his parents didnt want to be bothered by him. Bud passed away at age 42 from tuberculosis, but his sister kept his room intact at her house.

and finally; my favorite. the 1930s! this house's era could technically go all the way from 1898 to 1972, as thats when Mamie died, but we like to keep the timeline at a nice round 100 years. this house was built in 1898 by a renowned builder who built a famous mansion a few hours from the ranch, but was added onto in 1911 when the family decided they needed more space. This house was owned by Mamie Davis, who married Albert George. they built their house on the exact same plot of land Mamie's great-grandparents built on, and theres a massive tree outside that the Jones' planted when they settled. (that tree is going to be 200 years old next year! the entire park is!) the 1930s is considerably fancier than the past houses, as the Georges struck oil an the property in 1923, giving them a lot of extra spending money. the house was built with electricity and plumbing, and air conditioning was added later on. the house also has an elevator in the dining room, as Mr George fell down the stairs in his old age and couldn't go up them too well after. (he hardly ever used it, as he got stuck in it twice lmao) Mr George obviously sat at the head of the dining table, but he would often spend most of his time there, as the paddocks were directly out the window so if any of their hired help had any problems, they could just walk up to the window and talk to him about it. Albert was a heavy smoker, so he didn't have a lot of taste buds left, so he ate Tabasco hot sauce on everything. even ice cream and charred lettuce.

anywhizzle!! i have more tidbits abt each era if you wanna pick one and send me an ask abt it!! no pressure tho.

#thanks for letting me infodump abt history lmaooo