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Week 2 ~ Reaching Out ~ Friday

Just as I am ready to leave a man stops me with his aura alone as he strolls in and prepares to do a yoga routine. I give him a smile and decided to just walk on past but I could tell that he was giving me a look too.

Sasi: Hey

???: Hey

Sasi: I'm Sasi and y-

???: Sasi, a lovely name! I'm Nam.

Nam Nakpil is his full name and he is quite simply gorgeous! It seems I have had good luck into running into good looking men I suppose? I haven't heard from Cha though since meeting him and Daniel is an ass, let's hope Nam here is more promising?

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wow so this was probably (one of) the most ambitious projects i've ever worked on lmao.

introducing the plumbline pro collection! this set includes:

a base game phone override

2 deco phones (with a psd for customization)

phone charging wire

usb docking station

plumbline pro phone packaging box

everything is base game compatible although some phone swatches may require the high school years expansion pack. if you don't have the pack, they simply just won't appear.

known issues: there are two swatches that don't work properly? it's definitely an ea bug considering it also occurs on the ea default phone. 🥴 and remember, you can only have one phone override at a time!

download (and more photos) on patreon

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 154 (The Landgraab Problem)

Malcolm Landgraab couldn't get a minute to himself these days. His wife and daughter needed him present and engaged when he was home, and at work, he'd put in months of overtime just to give Simlandia National enough stories to distract from Emit Relevart and his time travelling. Anything to throw the global press off the scent of his ten-year-old son - who was supposed to invent time travel.

It was a lot to deal with, but the biggest pain in his life these days was undoubtedly his mother. Tonight, she pestered him while he tried to get in some laps with Sansa. "Have you thought more about what I've been saying?" she nagged. "The lawyers say we have a case."

Exasperated, he headed for the ladder and pulled himself up. Drying himself off, he changed and headed to the penthouse's main floor, avoiding his mother's deep stare as he climbed the stairs.

He found Miko in the living room practicing at the grand piano. It had been years since she'd recorded new music, but melodies still flowed through her fingertips. Malcolm loved to hear her play, but today his head was pounding with too many thoughts.

His father was watching TV in the living room - nothing important, with one eye trained on his book and his ears trained on Miko's piano. When he saw Malcolm come up the stairs, Geoffrey put his book away and smiled.

"Something on your mind?"

"Just Mom, as usual."

Geoffrey's brow raised in sympathy. "She's not wrong about this, you know. It's always been true Ash is safer with us when we're at full security. Keeping the cartel stuff from your mother put him at risk for years."

"But how can we say we could have stopped Ximena if we'd known years earlier than we did? We don't know that."

"It's just logical, son. Landgraab Security is the best in the business, when intelligence isn't being willfully withheld. Heather and Conrad invited danger, and now they've set your mother off on a crusade."

Malcolm rolled his eyes. "She needs me to spearhead the lawsuit, but I just want what's best for Ash. For years, we've all decided the best thing for Ash was to keep him primarily with his mother."

"That was before Heather deliberately misled you over his safety. All any of us want is what's best for Ash."

Nancy emerged at the top of the stairs with Bridgette, training her hawkish gaze on Malcolm and Geoffrey. She passed off her granddaughter to Miko, silencing the piano and leaving Nancy to speak with her husband and son.

Malcolm's spine stiffened under her gaze. "It's been months since that whole time travel incident, and now he's trying to invent time travel itself?" Nancy's voice dripped with a mix of scorn and disbelief. "It's all so outrageous, and it offends me that you keep sitting on your hands over your own son. He is our flesh and blood, and every day of his life with that woman, his safety is put in greater danger."

"Mom! It's not that serious. He's not going to invent time travel; that Emit guy is probably punking the whole of Simlandia for fun."

"It doesn't matter! He's your son, and you shouldn't be willing to risk any of it coming true. He should be with us in the city, with better schools and our security. And besides, if he does invent time travel, that's Landgraab tech and it should be patented by Landgraab Industries."

"Why is going to war with Heather and Conrad over custody the best thing for Ash?"

"Sweetheart, please. It won't be a war." Nancy's lips spread into a churlish grin. "We're Landgraabs. Our legal team will crush any old lawyer they might be able to afford to take their case."

"Crushing anyone won't help Ash!" he argued, but Nancy refused to be dismissed.

"If you're so sure he needs that woman in his life, sue for primary custody and give them visitation. It's been almost a decade the other way around, and he's chasing ghosts and time travel when he should be getting properly prepared to take over Landgraab Corp. someday."

"I could take over Landgraab Corp.," Malcolm suggested, but the idea was an empty one. He never really wanted to be Landgraab Corp.'s CEO, and from the time he was small, Nancy knew it.

She laughed off the thought but stood her ground. "The future of our family rests in you making the correct decision here, Malcolm. Stop dragging your feet. The longer it takes you to make a decision, the more danger Ash is in. Out in that windswept fishing village with unfit guardians? A Landgraab deserves better."

Geoffrey finally spoke up between them, his voice pleading for peace. "Enough, you two. Nancy, let Malcolm sleep on it for one more night. But if he decides to side with Heather and Conrad on this, you have to promise you'll respect his decision. You've already hounded him for months."

A few evenings later, Heather, Conrad, and the kids were unwinding from their successful gender reveal party in Brindleton Bay. They tossed around name suggestions with excitement while playing with the dogs, but their joy was interrupted by a police car and expensive town car (not pictured, I only have so many deco cars) pulling quietly onto Sable Square.

Conrad's face fell when he looked through the front window of the town car to see Ray Pierce, the Landgraabs' driver. As the young officer stepped from the cruiser, Conrad turned to him with consternation. "Officer Romeo? What's going on?"

The young officer, Camden Romeo, stared back at his captain with a frown before pulling out the alert on his phone. "Captain Gordon, I-I'm sorry about this, but we got an order of protection for-for your stepson. Ash is supposed to be remanded to the protection of the Landgraabs in San Myshuno until a judge can preside over a custody hearing."

Both Officer Romeo and Captain Gordon looked as though they were going to be sick, but Heather stepped forward with an angry stare. "Order of protection? You can't be serious! We're not a danger to him!"

"I thought you were on paternity leave," said Conrad to Ray, the Landgraabs' driver. Or as far as tonight was concerned, their accomplice. "They couldn't even come pick him up themselves?"

Ray looked apologetic. Almost as sick as Conrad and Camden. "I'm sorry about this," he stammered. "I just do my job to feed my family."

Camden offered a helpless glance. "I'm so sorry, Captain," he said. "We just got the order."

"Screw your orders!" Heather snapped, but Conrad tried calm reassurance as his head spun.

"If we ignore it, the courts could put us in jail," he reasoned. His eyes pleaded with Heather not to react further.

"I have to go or you'll go to jail?" wondered Ash, who'd wandered outside with curiosity. "But I want to stay!"

Heather was too enraged to speak, so Conrad stepped forward. "We want you to stay even more than you don't want to go," he assured him. "But we're going to have to convince a judge first."

Conrad hugged him tightly before Heather enveloped her son in a desperate embrace. "We will convince a judge. It won't stay like this forever," she promised.

"I love you, Mom. I love you, Conrad."

Their hearts shattered as they watched Ash leave in the back of Ray's town car. But as soon as the cars had turned onto the highway at the end of Sable Square, Conrad pulled out his phone.

"Felix, it's Conrad. We've got a big problem. We need your help." ->

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NOTE: I feel for Suri that our first real introduction to someone in her immediate family had to be this, but in Camden's defense he was just doing a job. With Detective Zion Spangler out of commission, someone at Brindleton PD had to make this house call, unfortunately, and I mentioned that Camden was on the force back when Heather met Suri for the first time.

FUN FACT: Camden's wife, Evie (Delgato) Romeo, is days away from giving birth to their first child, a girl named Rebecca Romeo. That's the first grandchild for Brindleton Bay townies Supriya and Justin Delgato, and base game OGs Sofia Bjergsen and Sergio Romeo. Suri's first niece, too!

ALSO: I saved this comment from @itmeansiris who guessed this was coming months ago. Technically I've been setting it up since Malcolm and Heather made their custody arrangement when Ash was a baby and a few of you have sniffed out this possibility, but I held off until there was sufficient grounds for Nancy the preying mantis to make her play. Hopefully Felix is ready to take on the Landgraabs' team of lawyers!

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Remember when I said I wasn't playing a historical save...

...and then I spent this weekend (minus the hour we lost to daylight savings!) downloading a bunch of cc from the 1920s?

Pepperidge Farm remembers.

And then, after all that cc was downloaded, I used one dress for this morning's photoshoot - @magnolianfarewell's Venus dress in blue.

More about these two, for those who don't recognize either one, coming up this week! And if you're reading this and picking up the clues I'm putting down, I love when you guess right!

And that unused cc will get more play, so don't feel bad for my bloated mods folder yet.

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 153 (Time For a Gender Reveal Party!)

On a rainy Saturday, Heather and Conrad were joined by friends and family for a gender reveal party in Brindleton Bay. Ash had hoped for a younger brother, but Lavender wanted a sister, and a gender reveal was a nice opportunity to bring loved ones together before they were busy at home with a newborn.

Plans to hold the party at Pupperstone Park with the pets were rained out, but Suri graciously allowed the Gordons to gather at the Salty Paw. She even agreed to let Daisy, who wanted to make a cake for the party, use her kitchen.

When Felix and Lilith arrived, Ash had to wait for his grandmother, Daisy, to gush over them for what they'd done to save him in Sulani. But after the legacy founder had showered them with gratitude, Ash placed what he'd made on the wooden bar. Using specs for an electronic upgrade part Lilith had ordered online, Ash designed a cardboard mock-up of the time travel component using plathinum, ironyum, and the shards, but he didn't have the tools to make it himself.

"I couldn't have drawn up these plans and designs, but I took welding in high school," said Lilith. "These are definitely easy enough to follow, and Emit's still around hanging out with my sister if we need more help back in Britechester."

Felix and Lilith were as loved up as ever. Even the truth of Felix's connection to Lilith's great-great-grandmother in his past life couldn't break them. He still had the ring, plotting the perfect way to propose, but today, at a celebration for their friends' baby, wasn't it.

Lilith even offered to mix drinks so Hazel or Suri wouldn't have to, happy to work on mixology skill left mostly dormant since college.

(Since the event didn't give us a tangible time travel device, I "made one" using the in-game icon. Janky or not, it's better than nothing! Also, I just missed him walking up to Lilith for an autonomous kiss, hence the awkward shot. Boo!)

Hazel was happy to let the Salty Paw serve as party central, but she refused to guess a gender even as Suri dipped into the buckets for a pair of pink shades. "I just don't know what's so important about declaring gender before the kid's even born. I know it's just a fun tradition, but I don't look good in glasses, anyway."

Heather smiled. "Don't worry about it. I know you'll love the baby the same no matter what. But Lavender, I really worry about. She doesn't want another brother at all."

The party was ostensibly for Lavender's benefit - the only one who truly cared whether or not she'd get a desired little sister. As such, even though Ash hoped for a brother, he picked pink glasses from the pink and blue bins near the punch bowl, along with both Heather and Conrad, to make her happy.

Heather greeted her dad with a hug, commiserating a moment over the family who couldn't be there. But Heather couldn't complain - Mortimer and Uncle Karl had taken River and Cass with Holly and Kris and all their kids to Willow Creek for a vacation.

Mortimer wanted to show them around the Goths' ancestral homeland, but he also planned to visit the family archives to look into the Landgraab-Goth connection suggested by the medallion in the jungle. Heather was undoubtedly curious over what they might find. She hoped it might ease her fears about a curse, but, deep down, she suspected otherwise.

Instead of dwelling on her fears, Heather focused on the guests who could make it. In addition to Felix and Lilith, hosts Hazel and Suri, and her parents, Everett and Spencer Pancakes paid a visit from Henford with their youngest, Violet, while their boys were away for a camping trip with school.

"Jett only went camping because Greyson was with him," Everett told Conrad at the bar. They both remembered their tragic camping trip in early spring, when Jett witnessed the death of Elsa Bjerg-Watson. "He's working with counselors just fine, but there's something he's locked away. He was such a chatty kid before all this, and now he might give you a few sentences. The only thing he talks about with any sense of interest anymore is death and the Reaper. I don't think he understands why Grim wouldn't let you plead."

Outgoing Felix introduced himself to the reverend with a charming smile. "I don't want this to be taken as unsolicited advice, but Lil and I looked at the benefits of moving to Ravenwood, recently, and something in particular might interest him. They host Afterlife Anonymous meetings, but they're for anyone. Not just ghosts, but anyone with questions about death and the afterlife."

Everett considered the idea and glanced toward the dance floor, where his wife moved to the jukebox with Lavender and their four-year-old daughter. "I'll talk to Spencer before we talk to Jett. I can rarely get away from the parish in Henford, but if it's something Jett needs, we'll make it happen. It's Felix, right? My wife says you were resurrected with ambrosia."

He nodded. "I was. I know some think that goes against the Watcher's design, but..."

"If the Watcher didn't sanction ambrosia, it wouldn't exist," Everett reasoned. "I had some concerns when the Ambrosia Society promoted their challenge last fall, because too much ambrosia, too many potions of youth, it can lead to overpopulation and corruption. But everything seems to be going well since, and I always trust the Watcher."

On the dance floor, young Violet Pancakes saw Lavender again for the first time since both were less than a year old. Now almost five, the girls chatted about toys and bounced to the music together.

Bella Goth made an appearance with her only granddaughter, Carina, entertaining the three-month-old while Alex and Lydia spent time with Jagger. "He's feeling a little neglected now he's got a baby sister, so they're off showing him a fun day with their complete attention while I get to play with this princess. I need some innocent cuddle time after Cali Skye came to visit me the other day. I thought I put all that work behind me."

"What did Agent Skye ask you to do, Mrs. Goth?"

"Oh, nothing much," she said, though Heather felt she wasn't saying everything. "We talked about those milk cartons people are collecting now, and how my face is on one of them. It's a little unnerving, and reminds me that I may never know where I went in the years I was missing, but we had a nice conversation. I just don't like to be reminded of the agency, that's all."

She cooed at dark-eyed Carina, who gazed curiously at Heather when Bella passed her over for a cuddle. "I've got to grab a pair of blue glasses for myself. I'm sure you're having a boy!" she chirped.

With Bella in the blue camp were Felix, Lilith, and Daisy, but Neal and Suri joined Ash, Heather, and Conrad on Team Pink. No one else went for a pair of glasses, which was fine. The buckets were there for those who wanted to play in solidarity with Lavender, who was too young to wear the shades, herself.

The party guests danced to the jukebox and dined on cake made by Daisy (exactly why I went for the balloon and not the cake-cutting reveal) before Heather and Conrad brought out a tall gold balloon. Once popped, either pink or blue powder would confirm if they were having a girl or a boy, and their guests gathered round in anticipation.

(Do you see how high Conrad is jumping?! It's amazing!)

Girl guesses outnumbered boy guesses by one (unlike the poll, which saw boy the top choice over girl and spider!), but the burst of blue didn't lie. Baby Gordon would be a boy, and everyone celebrated with noisemakers and confetti.

Conrad and Heather shared a warm embrace. All they cared for was a healthy baby, but this news wasn't unwelcome. Not to them, anyway.

Lavender, on the other hand, was tired and cranky after finding out she was due another brother. To make matters worse, the sugar high from the cake that sustained her for most of the afternoon had crashed hard. "It's okay, Lava. He'll be a nice brother, like me."

"No!" Lavender cried, stomping her feet and pushing away her brother's attempt at a hug with a kick. "I wanted a sister!"

"Ow, Lava! Don't kick me!"

Conrad had seen the whole thing and swooped in immediately. "Lavender Helena Gordon, apologize right now for kicking your brother."

"All I'll ever do is apolagize to brothers!" she complained.

"So start right now."

Her father's stern voice - a rarity at home - gave Lavender pause. She turned to her brother with a quiet apology before digging into some less sugary foods as the party wound down.

"Daddy, I'm not really mad about a brother," she explained after she'd calmed. "I won't be upset when baby brother gets here, I promise."

"It's okay to be disappointed, but it's not okay to be upset enough that you hurt people," explained Conrad. "If you're disappointed, just talk to us. We'll always listen."

Despite Lavender's outburst, the party was a success. People ate the food that was served, mingled happily, and danced in celebration at the Salty Paw.

Baby Boy Gordon's grand arrival was still a few months away, but after today, Heather and Conrad were even more excited for his arrival. ->

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WCIF Poses? Heather and Conrad are posed before the cut with the amazing Us 3 posepack by Katverse.

NOTE: A lot of people who should be there weren't there because their circle is getting too big, but I do plan to show Mortimer and Uncle Karl and their trip in Willow Creek since they're going to investigate medallions and possible curses. So those we did not see aren't being totally forgotten!

NOTE 2: Lilith is not bothered by the connection to Maude Alcorn and I didn't make it a big scene, but you know me. That's probably not the end of it 👀

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A career change. It could be a good thing for Robbie. Earlier in the week, Renee messaged him about a new job opening for a forensic scientist company that she is connected to. He has a relevant degree and experience in the medical field from analytical chemistry to toxicology, it all sounded very exciting to him! Robbie mulled over his application, checking he had all the details before finally sending it off.

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grungy old harbor building wip! :D

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Week 2 ~ The Longing ~ Saturday

As I approach my old little house there is a tension that I can feel coming from it. From Brandy it comes first, the closer I get to the door the more she is pulling away from me, whining, yapping, and just trying to get me to go another direction other than home. I'm really confused as I approach the door and super confused when I step in the door and she does not follow me inside out of pure fear. I turn around to get her but the door shuts behind me with a slam that trembles through my soul.

I turn around slowly, the realization of danger washing over me as I take in the clear and present threat standing right in the center of my home.

It is him. He's pale, not a sickly kind of pale, but almost as if he were carved from marble? I suppose I say this, my dears, because his physique reminds me of some ancient statue come to life and he stands as thus. Still and yet looking. His cardinal eyes moving with precision as they take me in. It is him. The man I met at the club the other night.

???: You tried to have me killed, Elsie.

Elsie: I-I-I-I...

I backed up to the door, hearing Brandy bark and bark and bark on the other side of it. I thank the Watcher that she had paused out of fear and was shut out of the house because I would not want her to be int he middle of this. As for Fifi, I can only assume the poor little fluff was hiding somewhere.

???: After all this time, I spared you and you would have had me killed...and after all the plans I had made for you, Elsie, after all this time of living with you...watching you...knowing...you...

There was power in his words. I opened my mouth to rebut, to challenge him, to perhaps even threaten him. I know Grim, I wanted to say, I needed to say, but all that came out of my lips was another eep.

???: I am sorry for what I must do, Elsie, but you've given me no choice...

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Day 22 (Part V : 2/2)

Lena puts the Chris (romance bar) to rest!

Episodes | The Campers | Camp Map & Synopsis | Overview BTS

Ticking off the 'WooHoo in a Bush' whim for Lena✅

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Day 22 (Part V : 1/2)

Episodes | The Campers | Camp Map & Synopsis | Overview BTS

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 142 (Conther Gets Married!)🪢🔔💞

Happy Valentine's Day, simblr friends! 💝❣️💘

Heather breathed in the scent of pine and hemlock in Isle of Volpe Park. Her childhood playground now boasted a castle treehouse built by her son and soon-to-be husband. In the shadow of their very own Giving Tree, Heather and Conrad would be married.

Her whole family was there to celebrate, with invitations extended to friends like Everett and Spencer and Felix and Lilith. Others, like Dylan and Gavin Richards, had a ballet recital to attend with Pearl and couldn't join them. Conrad's coworkers were busy fighting crime in the Bay (or, in the case of young, eager Detective Spangler, had recently gone on sabbatical to potentially chase love in a - killer - dating competition!) but Heather and Conrad's perfect day had finally arrived. The weather was practically perfect, too!

"Are you ready?"

Her brother River caught her in a moment of reflection and Heather looked up with a smile. "I've always been ready. I never needed this day, but now that it's here, I just want to say 'I do' and never look back."

"I know what you mean." She smiled as Conrad walked up behind her. "Are you ready to walk down the aisle?"

"Let's do this. Finally."

The longtime couple made their way together down the aisle - a fitting setup as they'd built their lives together for almost nine years. They'd just done things a little out of order, in the traditional sense. After everything they'd been through together, they already felt married. Now the weather was nice enough to make it official.

The guests took their seats as the couple made it to the wooden altar draped with flowers and diaphanous white linens, letting the gently setting sun cast soft light through the fabric.

Conrad leaned in to speak quietly. "You look stunning," he said.

She grinned. "I feel stunning," she admitted. "No morning sickness. No nerves. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Their ceremony had no officiant. Heather's oldest friend, Everett Pancakes, was a reverend and a wedding guest, but Heather and Conrad weren't particularly devout worshippers of the Watcher and preferred to lead their own vows. The promises they were making to each other had nothing to do with the Watcher, anyway.

Conrad got them started as he placed a ring on Heather's finger.

"Heather Lea Nesbitt: my world since we met has been a totally different colour. There was darkness, and I felt alone, but ever since you, it's been vibrant - yellows, bright greens, ash, lavender...I love you so much. You're my friend, my teammate, my lover, and my heart. I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with you; a life where nothing is too dark for us. A life where it's you and me, us and the kids." Gord barked happily from the pews. "And the pets."

Their guests laughed and wiped their eyes as unflirty Heather launched into the one moment she'd dreaded above all others - public vows, wearing her heart on her sleeve in front of people who knew the gamer who spearheaded an action plan to prevent cheating and PDA. But Conrad knew a side that no one else in her life had managed to get close to.

"Conrad Stephen Gordon: you walked into my life and changed everything. The choices I made before you were interesting, at best, and it scared me when I realized I could only see the future with you beside me. But you centre me, and I've loved you from the moment we met. We've spent almost nine years as a team and I'm ready for at least fifty more. I can't say I know what happily ever after is going to look like, but it'll have you, and me and the kids will never need more."

As their loved ones clapped and smiled from the benches, Heather and Conrad leaned in for their first kiss as husband and wife. Every kiss they shared was electric, but this one they would never forget.

Once upon a time, Heather thought she might never get married, but today she'd proven herself wrong. She couldn't be happier to embark on life from here as Mrs. Dr. Heather Gordon. ->

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NOTE: I lasted almost nine in-game years without hitching these two, but I'm happy to break this challenge rule even if I waited through a very long winter. But they got through the whole ceremony and people only started switching to coats when it got extremely late! Maybe one day I'll challenge my own patience with a winter wedding somewhere, but it's not going to be winter again until Lavender is a teenager, so I won't have to think about it for a while!

Short post tomorrow for the wedding album, and the wedding reception is up on Sunday! As usual with weddings in this game, several of the guests showed up after the ceremony but in time for the reception, so anyone you didn't see in this post will show up later! I didn't try to force them onsite with MCCC - the sun was setting because the wedding didn't even start until 3 or 4pm, so I had to get the show on the road before I lost the light. The posed portraits before the cut are from Wedding Poses by @starrysimsie and @lemontrait (Lemon's side) and BommieSims' Childrens Day posepack (still not online that I can find), and you can tell the sky is darker. I lightened those photos significantly!

That also explains why there are no sims of honour or a floral bouquet - both of which I regretted a little, but they're glitchy. I didn't want the wedding to drag on until after dark while I fussed with them! On top of that, the only unmarried sims on the guestlist were Hazel and Suri and Felix and Lilith, so throwing the bouquet felt like it would just waste time and light I didn't have.

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 141 (Safe and Sound?)

Ash's family, friends, and pets rejoiced over his safe return to a brisk Brindleton Bay - where it still would not stop snowing. Gord followed Ash like a guard. Hazel, who'd been watching Lavender with Heather and Conrad in Sulani, warmly embraced her nephew when he raced to greet her. "Ashy, I'm so glad you're safe."

"Me too, Auntie Hazel. But we totally outsmarted the time travelers! And Felix Psyded and the Grim Reaper helped, too!"

Hazel nodded and pushed out a smile. Heather had told her everything by text from the flight home, and she was still trying to wrap her mind around the whole thing - just like Heather and Conrad. Time travel was one thing, but murderous hitmen and vengeful exes were another thing altogether. Ash seemed the least disturbed by the strange reality he found himself in, which was at least something the adults could take comfort in.

Lavender was unaware her brother had been kidnapped, least of all by time travellers, instead thinking he'd stayed an extra night in San Myshuno with his other family, but she was happy to see him again nonetheless. "Ashy want to read with me?" she asked, sitting next to him on the living room sofa.

"Sure, Lava," he said, and she handed him their worn copy of The Giving Tree. As he read, his voice trailed off, and suddenly he looked up with a smile. "I just got an idea!"

"Like the icy chippy?"

"No, this one will work. All we have to do is tell Mom and Conrad we want them to finally get married."

Lavender looked at him wide eyed as she shook her head. "Mommy said no snow."

"I know, but Mom really missed me while I was gone so she'll say yes. Especially if we tell her we'll plan it and promise there won't be snow."

Lavender cocked her head slightly. "How we gunna plan a wedding?"

"Auntie Hazel will help us, I bet. And Uncle River, too!"

"I want wedding cupcakes!"

"No cake? Just cupcakes?"

Heather smiled as she listened to them from the computer, where she answered an email from Marisol Quesada, the artist in Ciudad Enamorada who she'd commissioned to work on her video game's concept design.

She would agree to her children's plan when they presented it to her; with another baby on the way, it was well past time for her to make things official with Conrad, and now she was up against fitting into a wedding dress with a baby bump. The sooner, the better, if there was no snow. But for now, as her life returned to normal, she refocused on Marisol.

(Thank you @igglemouse for inspiring another crossover with your incredible storytelling. I love your words as much as we love Marisol's artwork!)

The artist's emails were professional, her work was incredible and they had a similar vision. She hoped Marisol wouldn't be upset that her latest response to their collaboration was a few days late; Marisol was always prompt with her replies. Heather wasn't sure how to say she'd had to focus on her kidnapped son instead of the latest proofs, so she made up an excuse about pregnancy fatigue - which wasn't entirely a lie, anyway.

While Heather focused on designing Furever Friends: Stray Valley and her clinic, Conrad was dealing with Ximena and Rafa's cases - what had once been slow investigations taking years off his life were now meetings with judges and lawyers and filing evidence for discovery. But he still found time to help Hazel and River plan his wedding to Heather.

River came to Brindleton Bay for a vet appointment with Duchess and suit fitting with Ash and Conrad, and as her morning sickness finally subsided, Heather was more than happy to focus on her work.

Her regulars were excited for the new clinic, and she was excited to give pets and their owners an even better place to heal when feeling sick. But for now, the old clinic that helped make her the vet she was today still felt like a home away from home.

(Heather would never think of asking her recycle disciple brother not to hug his bag of trash while in her clinic. He loves it too much!)

A few nights before the wedding, Ash was wearing his wedding suit around the house in anticipation, and once his homework was done and he'd helped Lavender stack blocks, he sat down to watch his father on Simlandia National's 6 o'clock news. But even Conrad was intrigued enough to sit and watch when he realized what they were talking about.

"We bring reports this evening of a turquoise-haired man named Emit Relevart, who told several sims in Willow Creek Park he's a time traveler from the future asking for help with his latest mission. Police in Willow Creek say the man is harmless but annoying, and he's unwilling to leave the park until he's found a fellow time traveler and several stolen items he believes have been dropped through time. Sims are asked to beware of Emit Relevart when walking in or near Willow Creek Park, and officials advise against following him through any strange looking portals. Guard your safety, Simlandia."

Ash's eyes bulged. "More time travelers?"

"We don't know that for sure," Conrad said carefully. "Emit Relevart could be a hoax."

"But his name is time traveler backwards!"

"That could all be part of the hoax," Conrad assured him.

"I wonder if Emit knows Marco and Ximena in the future."

"After what happened in Sulani with Rafa, hopefully Ximena's still behind bars in the future, and Marco's gone. He was off the grid for years, but when he died in Sulani, we found a death record for him in San Myshuno."

"So if you time travel but then you die in the timeline where you already exist, your other self dies, too?" Ash considered the questionable and confusing science of time travel - still a bit much to grasp for a genius nine-year-old - but Conrad didn't know how to explain it any better, either.

"Are you worried more people who knew Ximena and Marco will try to find you again?" he wondered, and Ash nodded. "The Landgraabs increased security, and your mom and I will never let anyone hurt you. Same as always," he said.

Ash soon refocused on the wedding, which carried his excitement through the evening until Heather and Conrad tucked him into bed. He fell asleep with his blankets curled around his shoulders, bundled under heavy cotton sheets in the cool spring night of Brindleton Bay.

While he slumbered, Marco's ghost stood over him with a frown. ->

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Day 22 (Part IIII : 3/3)

Cressida asks Lena to repeat what's been happening to see if Chris would deny it, but he didn't. Chris then compares Cressida's dramatic tactics to a certain someone and she did not like that one bit

*milestone for Mason though cause this is the first argument that she wasn't a part of! (yet somehow still involved lmao)

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BTS notes: if the story seems choppy it's because i didn't have enough/ the right screenshots for the narrative!!! Because what actually happened is that Chris flirted with Lena in front of Cressida once they moved to the cabin. And since i let them interact on their own as much as possible, I missed it in-game myself and only noticed when Cressida was randomly sad and I saw the 'drifting love' moodlet. So at that point i was like improv! and had cressida talk with lena and have lena come and sit with cress and chris to explain her side, like i've seen them do on love island lol

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Day 22 (Part IIII : 2/3)

Cressida continues her investigation, and as predicted, she doesn't like what she found...

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Day 22 (Part IIII : 1/3)

New digs🍿

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Day 22 (Part III : 3/3)

Bye-bye campsite, my love. Memories were made, arguments were had ☹️

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next post monday💘