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Ahhh, things on this next story are moving along!
Akira said he had no idea how crazy things were going to get on their next adventure because he was "just an elf and foresight was for fucking oracles." So, of course, I had to create an oracle, and who better than Wolfgang Munch? 😈
He's currently in San Myshuno crashing on his bff's Morgan's couch. Her girlfriend, Darling, doesn't mind. They are trying to help him get back on his feet after he had to leave his last job due to...uh...seeing things 😈😅
Ok, back to the writing/screenshot trenches. My goal was to have the first 7 chapters done by the end of the summer so I can launch this story and I'm pretty close!
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Happy birthday to Chantal and Johnny, the two that started it all! Who knew pixels could bring us so much joy? I'm grateful that I can continue to share their journeys as they step into new chapters in their lives.
#rb#🎉🎉🎉#happy birthday Johnny and Chantal#I know I know I’m a day late#but I’m celebrating all weekend for them
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Happy 1 Year of Mystress 🤘💃
Last year the thing that really brought me back to Simblr, was planning things about Envy's band. At the time I only had 1 other member in mind (Spike) and needed to fill out the rest! I plucked Axel Priest out of the legacy extras (at the time, his name was Alex lol) and made Rocky to finish off the line up.
A little written bonus to the album cover from one of my many word documents:
"During the photoshoot Envy has a little moment internally. If the album has a cover, then it's really close to being a reality. Soon they'll give the band a real go. She has a bit of a sixth sense, that it's all going to work out. She grabs for Axel's hand, and that's the shot that becomes the cover."
I've loved building the lore of this band over the last year. TYSM to everyone who has listened as I've yapped their ear off about these darling sims 🤲 Pls enjoy their debut album's cover 👀and some extras I took. All pictures canonically taken by Takuya teehee
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(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Sunny Days and Steamy Nights




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Asher: That was a great idea, taking them to the park for the afternoon. They are out. Atlas: Thank god, I don’t remember the last time I had you to myself, uninterrupted.
Asher: Well, you’ve got me now. So, how do you want me? Atlas: Bent over the bed. Asher: Mmm, quick answer, you’ve been thinking about it. Atlas: Every day.
Asher: Good. Don’t hold back.
#ts4#ts4 story#ts4 gameplay#sims 4 gameplay#the goode life#goode life gameplay#atlas goode#asher goode#sadie goode#simon goode#pixel#pluto
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This Must Be the Place Prologue: 17 (Final)
That brings us to today.
Chelsea is still terrorizing the kids at daycare, leading the director to have many talks with me, Paul, and Hollis about her behavior.
Rachel is still as calm as ever, though with the attention we have to give to Chelsea, she sometimes feels left out.
Paul is done with his Residency and works as a Pediatrician at the office where he was a patient growing up. His work hours are a lot more reasonable nowadays, so he’s able to be home with us more.
I’m still running the podcast with Lucy, and it continues to do well on the channel.
I’ve been trying to convince Paul to have another baby and move into a bigger home, but so far he hasn’t been ready to take those steps.
Yeah, I guess you could say I’m pretty happy with my life right now. I cant wait to tell you more about it.
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Needing a break from the drama of his own pack, Brick joins a few of his former packmates from the Moonwood Collective for a picnic. They laugh, share food, and bond over old memories. Brick can't help but miss his old friends, as he feels the weight of the everyday pressures float away.
The problem is, however, that Brick gathered these friends at the Moonwood Collective official Hangout, which is the pack's designated territory; it didn't take Montgomery long to get wind of this breach, and he isn't very happy to hear the Wildfangs Alpha is on his territory.
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An unused room is like a body embalmed. Waxen and waiting, without life or memory. Object, rather than subject.
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author's note. whoops, didn't mean to take a month long break. This post was actually the hold up, I couldn't decide if I liked the prose at the beginning or not. Should be (relatively) smooth sailing moving forward.
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OLIVIA | ...so that's it? Ten years, and you still don't have anything to say to me? ANDRE | [ sighs ] Do we have to do this right now. Can't we just have a nice meal, first? OLIVIA | Wow. You have not changed one bit. ANDRE | Olly, I don't know what you want me to say, but— OLIVIA | You could start with an apology. ANDRE | ...after all this time, what good would an apology do? OLIVIA | ... ANDRE | ... OLIVIA | I'm not here to fight with you, Andre. I'm not. I am upset with you, but I am not going to argue with you. We're both a little old for that, don't you think? You know...Mom and I weren't on good terms before she died. The last conversation we had was an argument, and I think about that all the time. I don't want to live with more of that regret. ANDRE | ... [ sighs ] You're not the only one with regrets. There are a thousand things I'd change if I could, but it's too late. I missed you, Olly. I just wanted to make sure that you knew. OLIVIA | I missed you too....you friggin moron. ANDRE | [ chuckles ] You haven't changed, Olly. At all.
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a dawnbreaker and a seer, an unlikely pair
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Phoenix ended up inviting Kendra over for that coffee (hot chocolate lol). They talked, and even though Kendra was a little worried about Phoenix, her first thought was definitely the couple’s kids. Before leaving, Kendra gave Phoenix a little piece of advice and a hug 🥺

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Ut Supra, Sic Infra Pt. 15 (8/?)
TW/CW: Domestic violence, physical abuse/abusive relationships, language

To be continued-
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(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Milestones Galore

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For reference...

#ts4 gameplay#sims 4 gameplay#the goode life#goode life gameplay#sadie goode#simon goode#asher goode#atlas goode#evan andrews#lex mcphee
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[phone vibrating] Archie: Do you have any idea how hard it is to find someone on social media when they don’t post any pictures of themselves and have a completely random username? Wren: yeah, it keeps weirdos like you away Archie: Well, it failed. Wren: good for u Archie: I thought persistence was an admirable trait? Wren: stalker behaviour tbh.. bye … [Wren locked her phone, hesitating slightly; maybe she should’ve tormented the guy a little more before blocking him completely, or maybe he’d just wanted to apologise and she shouldn’t have been so impulsive-.. oh well, it was too late now] … Archie: What the-.. ugh! Madison: Did someone catfish you again? Archie: You can talk, slathering mountains of that nonsense on your face every day. [Madison snickered as Archie huffed and tossed his phone across the coffee table carelessly, sending it clattering to the floor; her cousins’ ridiculous outbursts never failed to amuse her] Beverly: Archibald! Archie: Oh, be quiet. Beverly: [tuts] Your attitude is foul, mister. … Wren: Meh. Oscar: [yelling] Wren, what the hell are you doing up there?! Wren: COMING!
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The strobing lights kept in rhythm with the throbbing inside his head. His hand trembled as he reached for a cookie, then another, and another trying to fill the growing hole inside him. The more food he consumed the hungrier he became. His eyes tracked the tousled blond head of his date as she moved across the dance floor. It had been a mistake.
“Hey dude, leave some for us,” Kyle said, taking a handful of cookies.
“I didn’t eat that many,” Bobby mumbled over the rumbling of his stomach.
Laughing, his friend asked “didn’t you take Josie to that fancy restaurant before coming here?”
“Yeah,” Bobby glared at him imagining what it’d feel like to wrap his fingers around Kyle’s neck until his eyes popped out. Shaking his head he scattered the images only to have them reassemble in ever increasing gruesome detail.
Frowning Kyle took several steps back, his eyes shifting from side to side as if searching for the danger he felt lurking around him. “See ya later,” he said, backing away, bumping into his date who had come to ask him to dance.
Turning Bobby scanned the room, his human essence fracturing a little more as the darkness within him grew, spreading its tendrils deeper within him. A hunger he’d never experienced before consumed him.
His eyes scanned the dance floor. Aura’s replaced the pitiful humans gyrating to the music pulsating through him. A pain like none he’d ever had before knifed through him as his eyes locked on the aura of the little empath moving towards him. Biting down on his bottom lip he barely kept the pain induced moan from escaping.
It had been a mistake to invite her to prom. His parents had told him hunger would consume him. Shaking his head trying to focus on all the reasons he’d given his parents why they had to wait. For a moment the auras settled into normal everyday humans but only for a moment.
“Bobby,” the empath aura said, coming to a stop beside him, “what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he said, sounding more like a grunt between his clenched teeth. He gave a thin lipped grimace as all his senses screamed at him to consume her.
“What are you doing?” Josie pushed against his chest as his arms pulled her closer to him.
Frowning Bobby tightened his arms around her “trying to kiss my date.”
The simple statement caused Josie to stop struggling and peer up at him. “You what?”
“I want to kiss you.”
A gasp of air escaped her as he pulled her closer. She turned her cheek to him as his lips pressed into her skin. A chill ran down her spine. “Perhaps we should dance,” she suggested.
“You’re such a little girl,” Bobby said, stepping back and taking her hand.
“I..” sighing she nodded, turning to watch the other couples on the dance floor. She had dreamed of this moment. Being held in Bobby’s arms. The moment they’d have their first kiss. She didn’t expect to feel so … afraid. “I want to go home,” she said in a small, tiny voice almost as if she were afraid to say it aloud.
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Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise No one compares to you.
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