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simstagram story for the sim i’ve been recently obsessed with, Elizabeth (Lizzy) James😍

yes, she is not-so-subtly & heavily inspired by THE iconic Elizabeth James from The Parent Trap lol

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bun in the oven!!! 👶🏼

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honeymoon in mt. komorebi ⛷️❄️

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wedding night 😈

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she said “yes”!! 💍

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oh they are s m i t t e n

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Date night with Noel Winter & Gunther Munch🥹🫶🏻

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santa bby🎅🏻

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Man is contemplating, heavily… He once thought becoming a ghost would solve all his problems, but something— or someone, rather— has sparked something in him. Perhaps life is worth living after all? 🤔

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ooooof… do we think the engagement is off??? 😬

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A quiet bench in a graveyard. LAYNE and JOCELYN sit side by side, surrounded by tombstones. Layne looks distant, his gaze towards the ground. LAYNE (softly) Olive and I met here... in this graveyard. We bonded over death, the afterlife. I wanted to become a ghost, to float away into eternity. She agreed to help. Perhaps I’m just in love with the idea of her, the idea that she could save me. I thought that was the answer... but now it feels wrong. JOCELYN (quietly) It sounds like maybe you’re afraid of feeling too much... or perhaps feeling nothing at all. LAYNE (looks at her) What do you mean? JOCELYN Love... real love, it’s not about saving each other from something. It’s about letting someone show you parts of yourself you didn’t know existed. You’re already alive, Layne. That can be enough. Layne stares at her, lost in thought. A long, quiet moment passes. LAYNE (softly, as if to himself) Do you think they have a piano in the chapel? JOCELYN (surprised, but intrigued) A piano? LAYNE (nods) I want to show you something. Without another word, they both stand. Layne leads her toward the old chapel at the edge of the graveyard. Inside, the chapel is silent, save for the soft echo of their footsteps. There, in the corner, is an old, weathered piano. LAYNE (quietly) I don’t know if this is the kind of music you like, but... this is me. He begins to play, slow and tentative at first. Jocelyn sits beside him on the bench, watching. The music fills the air—a mix of melancholy and hope.

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A jealous Jocelyn watches Layne and Olive’s affectionate embrace. Her gaze is a blend of longing and— to her surprise— annoyance. She’s never been the jealous type, or even the type to fall for someone in a relationship— or already engaged for that matter. However, when it comes to her feelings for Layne, she can’t seem to shake them. How will she navigate this seemingly one-sided romance? ❤️‍🩹

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anyone else having waaay too much fun with this new expansion back? i’m obsessed

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Jocelyn Beaumont, 31, Scorpio

Romantic🥀 | Bookworm📚 | Macabre💀

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Nightfall Chapter 2, Part 3: The Bonfire

The fire illuminates their faces as they chat and roast marshmallows. Suddenly, Sam’s phone BUZZES in her pocket. She pulls it out, glancing at the screen and see’s its her mother calling to wish her a happy birthday. She hesitates, remembering she hasn’t told anyone that yet. NAOMI (noticing) Everything okay? SAM (forcing a smile) Oh yeah! Just a phone call. I’ll be right back, I should take this. Sam walks away from the party, into the woods, and answers the call. SAM (into phone) Hi, Mom! Her mother’s voice comes through muffled and distant. Sam frowns, trying to hear. SAM (sighing) Of course... No reception out here. SAM Sorry, Mom… I’ll call you back later. There’s no reception out here. Love you!  A rustling sound in the bushes interrupts her thoughts and the call drops. SAM (voice shaking) Hello?? Is someone there? The strange sound turns into a low, unsettling growl. Panic surges through her. She backs aways slowly before turning to run and trips, tumbling forward. A hand reaches out and grasps her wrist, yanking her into a saving embrace. CYRUS RAITH (serious) What the hell are you doing out here alone? It’s not safe. SAM (breath quickening) I... I was just— He examines her, his expression softening. CYRUS Are you hurt? Sam shakes her head, teeth chattering from the cold. Without hesitation, Cyrus takes off his jacket and drapes it over her. SAM (surprised) Aren’t you going to be cold? CYRUS I’ll be fine. Let’s just get you back to the party, okay? They walk toward the bonfire, the flames flickering invitingly. CLARE (shouting) Places, everyone!! Ready?! Let’s go!! Clare and Naomi lead their crowd of friends in singing “Happy Birthday.” Sam’s heart skips a beat as she notices the cake on the table with a lit candle. She gazes at her friends in disbelief. SAM How did you know?! I never tell anyone! CLARE (grinning) Uhh... Student council president over here! It’s my job to know everything about everyone! Now get over here, make a wish, and blow out the candle so we can devour this freaking cake already! Laughter erupts. Sam blows out the candles, the flames flickering in the warm night air, illuminating the joy of friendship and new beginnings. FADE OUT.

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Nightfall Chapter 2, Part 2: The Bonfire

NAOMI I hope we see some ghosts tonight! The Copperdale woods are creepy in general, but they’re especially spooky this time of year. Sam raises an eyebrow, intrigued. SAM Spooky? Like how? NAOMI Well, Copperdale apparently has this whole supernatural history. People say that the woods are haunted by spirits of the past. Clare rolls her eyes playfully. CLARE Come on, Naomi! Don’t scare the new girl. Everyone knows it’s just a bunch of old wives’ tales. NAOMI (grinning) But it’s fun! My grandma would tell us about how our ancestors were spellcasters, protecting the town from some dark entity. Sam leans in, captivated. SAM Seriously? What kind of dark entity? NAOMI (whispering dramatically) No one really knows. Just that they sealed it away long ago. But sometimes, you can feel it in the air—especially in the woods at night. Clare pretends to shiver, adding a ghostly, theatrical flair. CLARE Ooooh! Beware the spirits of Copperdale! They might come for your soul if you wander too far! They all burst into laughter, but Naomi looks slightly serious. SAM I’m guessing Clare’s a non-believer? CLARE (waving her hand dismissively) Duh! It’s just a bunch of scary stories. Right Naomi? NAOMI (playfully reluctant) Okay, okay, maybe it’s just a fun story. But... She leans closer, lowering her voice. NAOMI (cont'd) It’s still kind of cool to think about. I mean, what if we’re living in a town full of magic? CLARE Alright, let’s save the ghost stories for the bonfire! We gotta get going! The girls jump off the bed, bubbling with energy. Sam takes one last look at the mirror, confidence building. They head out, laughter echoing as they exit the room.

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not the spellcaster sim i’ve been using for Reaper Rewards autonomously falling for L. Faba 🥹🫶🏻