#Dream Grove Gardens

[art-by-ernie]

Moridot and Snell

A typical day with Moridot- er, Morado and Snell. >:m Had it not been for the laws of this land, I would have thrown Snell into a wood chipper by now. >:U

[magalhaessims]

BJERGSEN FAMILY HOME - MAXIS-MATCH CC BUILD

This is not the first, not second, not even the third time I'm doing this family home! LOL. Maybe this time I'll stick to it!  If you'd like to check out the building process, you can watch the YouTube video linked below.

NOT CC FREE 

Lot Type: Residential

Size: 30X20

World: Windenburg

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📺 WATCH THE SPEED BUILD HERE ✨

Origin ID: MagalhaesSims (remember to enable custom content on!) DOWNLOAD

CC USED IN THIS BUILD:

NOTE: For convenience, some of the CC is included in the Download Folder. Please put it in your Mods Folder along with the CC linked below. Thank you to all CC creators!

Charly Pancakes: Chalk (Clutter + Tiles) | Miscellanea | Smol | Soak | The Lighthouse Collection || TheClutterCat: Baby Boo | Busy Bee | Dandy Diary | Farm Friends | iCare | Mellow Moods | Mermaid Mansion | Snuggle Set | Sunny Sundae || Felixandre: Berlin | Chateau | Colonial (2022) | Fairylicious | Fayun | Florence | Gatsby | Grove | London | Paris | Shop The Look: 01 - 03 | Soho || Harrie: Brownstone | Coastal Collection | Country Kitchen | Klean | Shop The Look 01 || House Of Harlix: Baysic + Bathroom | Harluxe | Jardane | Kichen | Kichen 2Point1 | Livin'Rum | Orjanic | The Bafroom | Tiny Twavellers || KKB-MM: Citrus Room || LittleDica: Chic Bathroom | Country Sleek | Delicato Living | Delicious Kitchen | Eco Kitchen | Rise&Grind Cafe | Sleek Slumber | Summer Party || Max20: Child Dream | Classic Kitchen | Closet Collection | Garden At Home | Happily Ever After | Master Bedroom | Poolside Lounge || MLys: Pufferhead Stucf Pack || MyshunoSun: Arrie Office | Dawn Living | Flow Storage || Peacemaker-ic: Bowed Bedroom | Bowed Living | Creta | Elise Basics | Hinterland Kitchen | Post Modern | Tasteful Tots || Pierisim: Auntie Vera | Coldbrew | Combles | David Apartment | Domaine Du Clos | MCM House | Oak House | Outside Lunch | Pantry Party | Stefan | Teeny Weeny | The Office | Woodland Ranch || S-imagination: Japandi Dining Room | Rutland Kitchen || SixamCC: Home Improvement | Home Office | Tiny Playrooms || Syboulette: Neighbourly | Painter Studio || Tuds: BEGIN | Cave | SHKR

The CC Sets above are the main ones I used to decorate this specific building and you can find all the links to the creators’ sites on my Resource Page. However, if you can’t find something specific, you can send me a WCIF and I’ll try to help you find it!

My content will always be free and right away available to everyone, but if you want to, you can show your support through my Ko-Fi Page. Your donation will always be much appreciated!

Thank you for reblogging: @maxismatchccworld @mmoutfitters @mmfinds @s4realtor @coffee-houses-finds and everyone else for helping me boost this post!

[rheya28]

Darlington Castle [ Wedding Venue ] ♥ The Sims 4: Speed Build // CC

Welcome to Darlington Castle, a beautiful wedding venue located on the Island of Windenburg. This one of a kind venue is known for not only its iconic architecture and stunning views but also for its timeless elegance and romantic atmosphere, making a popular destination to hold weddings and other occasions.  Whether you’re planning an intimate ceremony or a grand celebration, Darlington Castle is the perfect setting for your sims dream wedding.

Programming includes an indoor and outdoor ceremonial space, an indoor and outdoor reception hall, suites for both the bride's and the groom's bridal party. Additionally, this venue also include a kitchen and multiple private bedrooms for the newly weds and their wedding entourage.

NOTE: The exterior of this venue was based on Villa Erba

As I'm posting this, I realize there's so much more I wanna add, so maybe I'll do a part 2

♥ Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ♥ Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ♥ Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ♥ Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ♥ Thank you to all CC Creators ♥ Please let me know if there's any problem with the build!

♥ SPEED BUILD VIDEO 00:00 Beginning 00:02 Intro 1:11 Speed Build 25:26Photos

♥ LOT DETAILS Lot Name: Darlington Castle Lot type: Wedding Venue Lot size: 64x64 Location: Windenburg Island

♥ MODS: TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

Note: I reuse a lot of the same cc in all my builds, specifically cc's from felixandre, HeyHarrie, and Pierisim so if you're interested in downloading past, present, future build from me i suggest getting all their cc sets to make life a little easier! other creators include Sooky, Charlypancakes, Sixam, Thecluttercat, Myshunosun, awingedllama.

Joyceisfox: Simple Live (Bathroom, Blooming plant) S- Imagination: Rutland Kitchen Felixandre: Colonial (all), Chateau (all), Fayun, Berlin pt (1), Florence (all), Georgian, Gothic Revival, Grove (all), Kyoto pt (2), London exterior & interior, Paris (all), Jardane, Shop the look, SOHO, Tudor Sooky: Horizontal oil Painting (Landscape, Still life), Vertical oil paintings (landscape, still life, portrait) Awingedllama: Nostaligia Living Felixandre x Harrie: Baysic, Harluxe, Livin Rum, Orjanic (all) Bbygyal123: Minimal Prints Charlypancakes: Chalk, Lavish, Miscellanea, Smoll, Telly Harrie: Heritage, Brownstone Collection, Brutalist, Coastal (all), Shop the look 2, Spoons Madame Ria: Back to basic floor Myshunosun: Midsummer Eve Arsbotanica: Peonies bouquet Pierisim: Auntie Vera, Coldbrew (all), Domain du clos (all), MCM pt (2)(3), Oak house (all), Winter garden pt (1), Woodland ranch (all) Charlypancakes x Pierisim: Precious Promises Simplistic: Magnolia Cottage Rugs, Rug Holland Sixam: Stylistwood Nursery Simten: Playable Harp (mod) thecluttercat: Sunnysundae pt (3), Dandy Diary Syboulette: Nothing to wear Taurus Design: Eliza walk in closet Other CC Cowbuild: Family Kitchen (sink flowers only), Blooming Garden cafe (Hanging wisteria only) [ I think these are locked behind paywall, but you dont really need to download as they are not too important. howeber, If you do wanna dl it....iykyk]

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[kekeyw]

sulani reef villa. | cc build

hi everyone!

this build was made for collaboration with One Eleven Sims

the build has 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms with an open downstairs plan for both units. it's heavily inspired by bali and the maldives :)

gallery id: kekeyw packs used: island living placed: reef finery, sulani

watch youtube tour video here watch youtube interview video here download tray files here

cc list below the cut

awingedllama - house numbers

charlypancakes - the lighthouse collection, miscellanea

felixandre - chateau (pt4), colonial (pt3), soho (pt1, 4), fayun (pt2), grove (all), shop the look (all), kyoto

harrie - brownstone (all), coastal (pt7), klean (pt2, 3, 4), kwatei (pt1), octave (pt2)

house of harlix - bafroom, baysic, baysic bathroom, harluxe, jardane, kichen, kitchen 2point0 (pt1, 2), livin' rum, orjanic (pt2), tinytwavellers

joyceisfox - simple live (pt4, 5, 7, 8), forever autumn (pt4, 5)

little dica - eco kitchen, rise&grind

max20 - poolside lounge

myshunosun - lullaby

peacemaker - arcadia, bowed bedroom, creta kitchen, hudson bathroom,

pierisim - auntie vera, coldbrew (pt3), combles, mcm (pt1, 2), oak house (pt4), stefan (pt1, 2, 3), winter garden (pt1), woodland ranch (pt3)

ravasheen - flood saucer light, motivational speaker, sip sip hooray

sixamcc - living room for a cozy family v5, stylish wood (dream backyard v1)

syb - life livingroom (pt2), pavilion, sleek wooden half wall trim

the clutter cat - bubblegum, iStudy, snuggle (pt2), iCare

tuds - beam kitchen, ema dining room, rope lounge, shkr thank you to all the cc creators!

[luxeacademia]

Brindleton Bay Taylors Version Pt. 01: Wildest Dreams Jewelry & Style Clothing Boutique by luxeacademia

So I am a big Swiftie and recently had this idea of making Brindleton Bay builds inspired by 1989 TV. Here is the first build. I have a few more planned and I am super excited about it! I also chose to photograph this build during the winter because it gave "snow on the beach' vibes. Hope you like it! -

Presenting "Wildest Dreams" and "Style" – where retail therapy meets Hamptons charm.

"Wildest Dreams" Jewelry: Discover an array of sparkling gems and accessories that will make your Sims' wildest dreams come true. From delicate necklaces to shimmering rings, this boutique is a haven for those who appreciate the finer things.

"Style" Clothing: Dive into the world of fashion at "Style," where coastal Hamptons aesthetics blend seamlessly with Taylor's 1989 era. Explore racks of chic outfits and timeless ensembles that exude sophistication and style.

Come explore our retail paradise, where Sims can indulge in shopping sprees that capture the essence of coastal luxury.

Lot Details:

Name: Wildest Dreams & Style Boutique

Value: 1,275,717

Type: Retail

Size: 20x20

World: Brindleton Bay

Location: Ragdoll Refurb

Other Info:

Thank you to all CC creators!

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Feel free to tag me if you use it. I would love to see it!

CC list:

@pixelglam: Coastal Art | Ralph Lauren Folded Sweaters

@pinkbox-anye: Coffeeshop | Magorna | Senna | Sophie

@awingedllama: Nostalgia Living

@bbygyal123: Minimal Prints

@bergdorfverse Bags: 1- 2- 3- 4- 5 - 6

@charlypancakes: Lavish

@felixandresims: Chateau Part I. | Chateau Part. VI. | Colonial Part III. | Georgian | Grove Part II. | Paris Part I. | Paris Part II. | Paris Part III.

House of Harlix: Baysic | Orjanic Part II.

@harrie-cc: Coastal Part I. | Coastal Part II. | Coastal Part III. | Coastal Part IV. | Coastal Part VII. | Coastal Part VIII. | Spoons Part I. | Spoons Part II.

@joyceisfox: Hamptons Bar Counter | Simple Live Part II. | Summer Garden Part II.

@lilaccreative : LC Jewelers

@littledica: Letters

Max20: Poolside Lounge Pack

@peacemaker-icemaker: Seema Living | Adirondack Love Part I. | Elsie | Moroccan Cement Tiles | Hamptons Getaway | Hamptons Hideaway | Painted Brick | Splendid Narrow Paneling

@pierisimm : Davids Apartment The Bedroom | Domaine du Clos Part II. | Domaine du Clos Part III. | MCM Part I. | MCM Part II. | Oak House Part I. | The Office | Woodland Part I.

platinumluxesimsx :Dior Wicker Basket Bag | P-Luxe Stiletto Court Shoe

PralineSims: Concrete Floor

Ravasheen: Watt's Not To Love

Sims4Luxury: The Hamptons Collection

Simplistic: RH sink | RH Barstool | Luxe Dining Chair

@somik-severinkaSeverinka : Functional Champagne | Drink Tray

@sooky88: Hydrangea

@syboubou:  Sleek | Shopping | Rideaux | Paradis | Laundry | Hortensia

Ruby Red: Romantic Gazebo | Glam Bathroom

Gallery ID: luxeacademia Download on my Patreon here.

Enjoy ♡

[darielivalyen]

Everbloom: Free | Full game | Cozy Fantasy

Everbloom is a cozy fantasy game set on the idyllic Everbloom Isle, a place where the charm of a simpler life and the warmth of a close-knit community come together. In this tranquil world, you’re invited to slow down, cherish the small moments, and find joy in building connections and creating a space where everyone feels at home.

Your journey centers on the dream of opening a teahouse, an aspiration deeply influenced by your longing for independence and a meaningful life. This dream becomes a reality with the inheritance of your grandmother’s house on Everbloom Isle. Here, in a setting far removed from the bustle of city life and your family’s expectations, you begin the delicate process of building a new life for yourself.

Are you ready to leave behind the monotony and dullness of daily life and build the teahouse of your dreams on Everbloom Isle?

Play as male, female, or nonbinary.

Choose your appearance and personality.

Romance or befriend one of three distinctive characters: a brave knight seeking a new purpose, a mischievous oakling who finds joy in life’s lighter moments, or an enigmatic elf with a complex past, seeking solace and clarity on Everbloom Isle.

Create and customize your own teahouse.

Cultivate and enhance your grandmother’s garden.

Explore Everbloom Isle in search of unique tea saplings.

Interact with a host of quirky characters, from the whimsical Holy Cow and her not-at-all terrible fish choir to giant turtles, winged wolves, and mysterious fernlings.

Follow a lovely little quest from the Holy Cow that will challenge you to build friendships, honor your grandmother’s legacy, and expand your collection of unique teas.

Wordcount

Overall: 220.000. Playthrough: 60.000.

Sir Castian/Dame Castillia Honeycutt

Personality: brave, honorable, old-fashioned, bashful. Blurb: In a land where swords are replaced by teacups, Casti(), a knight accustomed to battles and quests, struggles to find his/her role. Everbloom Isle, with its whimsical ways, challenges him/her to redefine what it means to be a hero. Can you help him/her weave his/her knightly virtues into the fabric of your new home?

Narciso/Narissa Roseblade

Personality: mischievous, lighthearted, adventurous, non-committal. Blurb: Nar()’s presence on Everbloom Isle is like a breeze through the Elder Tree’s leaves–light, unpredictable, and full of life. His/her playful antics and seemingly carefree nature captivate those around him/her. Yet, there’s a depth in his/her eyes suggesting more than just whimsy. Will you be the one who figures out what really inspires his/her eternal dance through the grove?

Ideru/Ideri Nightingale

Personality: calculating, composed, solitary, adaptable. Blurb: Ider() arrives at Everbloom Isle cloaked in an aura of intrigue, his/her quiet nature standing in stark contrast to the isle’s vibrancy. Amidst the isle's welcoming community, his/her enigmatic presence stirs a sense of curiosity. Will you be the one who digs into his/her mysterious past and discovers what brings him/her to Everbloom?

DASHINGDON | ITCH.io | FORUM | TUMBLR

PS: If you're interested in why I decided to release Everbloom for free, you are welcome to visit the forum and look under the 'State of the Game' section. I explained everything there! 😊

[simstorian-blog]

Residential Floorplan Suggestions

New York City: TWO

(CC List + Links)

World Map: San Myshuno

Area: Spice Market – Waterside Warble

Lot Size:  30 x 30

Capacity:

A Dive Bar

An Internet Café

A Pizzeria

A Tattoo Parlor

Bonus: 6 residential rental units floorplans completed – not assigned

Gallery ID: Simstorian-ish

Packs Needed

Expansion Packs

Cats & Dogs

City Living

Discover University

For Rent

Get Together

Get To Work

Growing Together

High School Years

Horse Ranch

Snowy Escape

Game Packs

Dine Out

Dream Home Decorator

Jungle Adventure

Outdoor Retreat

Parenthood

Spa Day

Star Wars: Journey to Batuu

Strangerville

Vampires

Stuff Packs

Crystal Creations

Home chef Hustle

Laundry Day

Moschino

Kits

Castle Estate

Courtyard Oasis

Cozy Bistro

Desert Luxe

Recommended Gameplay Mods

(Please read through what each mod has to offer before deciding if it fits your gameplay style or not.)

Carl’s Dine Out Reloaded

City Vibes Lot Traits

Functional Tattoo Parlor

Functional Venue Lot Traits

Lock/Unlock Doors for Any Lot

Spawn Refresh

Use Residential Rentals shared areas as Community Lots & Create Multi-Purpose Community Lots

Build Mode

CharlyPancakes

Chalk Pt.2 (Tiles)

Felixandre

Chateau Pt. 1 (Stone Foundation)

Chateau Pt. 2 (Doors, Metal Pieces, Tiles, Walls)

Colonial Pt. 3 (Fence 2, Plaster Foundation 2, Railing 2)

Florence Pt. 1 (Fresco Mural)

Grove Pt. 4 (Plaster Column, Plaster Floor)

London Interior (Dining Chair, Stool, Walls)

Paris (Cartouche Large, Corbel, Swag)

Schwerin (Terracotta Female)

SOHO Pt. 2

SOHO Pt. 3

SOHO Pt. 4

Harrie

Brownstone Pt. 2 (Traditional Door Frame – Med, Traditional Door – Med, Traditional Window 2 - Med)

Coastal Pt. 2 (Column)

Klean Pt. 3 (Concrete Floor, Painted Walls)

Kwatei Pt. 1 (3x1 BiFold, Double Arch, Single Interior Door)

Mutske

Stairs Add-on

Lijoue

Louer Collection (Iron Fence, Railing, Stone Stairs)

Peacemaker

Bistro Expanded (Awning 1x1)

Graffiti Mural 01

Pierisim

Winter Garden Pt. 2 (Double Door High, High Window w Bottom x2)

Sooky88

Checkered Marble Floor

English Country Wall Set (Subway Tiles, Subway Tiles w Wallpaper)

Scandinavian Wall Set (Plain w Tiles)

Syboubou

Neighborly 1 (Ceiling Outdoor Light, Mailbox)

Neighborly 2 (Interphone)

Buy Mode

AroundTheSims4

Laundromat (Seating x3 – Metal Base)

Tattoo Parlor (First Aid Kits, Gloves, Ink, Ink Display, Light, Saddle Stool, Tattoo Gun)

Cepzid

Functional Tattoo Chair

Felixandre

Berlin Pt. 1 (Curtain – Tall)

SOHO Pt. 1

Harlix

Baysic (Coffee Table, container, End Table, Kitchen Cabinet, Kitchen Counter, Kitchen Island, Kitchen Sink, Kitchen Trolley, Kitchen Accent Counter 1-3, Sofa)

Jardane (Leather Pouffe)

Kichen (Cabinet, Cups, Glasses, Plant, Shelf)

Kichen 2.0 Pt. 2 (Glasses 2 & 4)

Harrie

Shop The Look 1 (Armchair, Coffee Table)

Shop The Look 2 (Ceramic Side Table)

Shop The Look 3 (Circular Cushion)

Spoons Pt. 2 (2 Tile Glass Pedastal- Short & Tall, Counters, Espresso Bar, Island, Pastry Platter, Pizza Board, Shelving)

Kiwisims4

Blockhouse Dining (Booth Seating)

KKB

The Chilling Home (Module Bar Stool)

LittlleDica

Greasy Foods (Napkins, Salt Shaker, Stalls Door, Stalls Wall, Vents, Wet Floor Sign)

Modern Kitchen Stuff (Soft Breeze)

Rise & Grind (Décor Mural 2, Décor Syrup Bottle, Décor Wall Painting Menu, Dining Tables – All, Wastebun Counter)

Max20

Happily Ever After (Sign of Attention)

NANDO

Fashion Store (Ceiling Lamp)

Pierisim

Coldbrew Coffee Shop Pt. 3 (Menu, Paper Cup, Tea Box, Tips Jar)

MCM Pt. 1 (Simstudio Display)

MCM Pt. 4 (Kitchen Island)

Ravasheen

Shake and Shimmy Dance Floor

Shop Chef (Drink Dispenser)

Severinka

Industrial Light II

Simkoos

Clutter Dump Pt. 2  (Boba Notepad, Boba Stacked Cups V1, Cafeteria Straw Dispenser)

SimspirationBuilds

Toffee Pt. 1 (Art)

Syboubou

Catherine Sushi Restaurant (Wall Shelf 1 & 3)

Contemporary Haven (Armchair, Artworks, End Table, Sofa 3P Left)

Macaron (Counter Display)

TaurusDesign

Lilith Chilling Area Pt. 1 (Bartender Kit, All Drinks, SulSul Sign)

Tuds

Cave (Panel Light 2 x 4)

IND 01

IND 03

Turn Couch

Wondymoon

Fraxinus AIO Computer (DL on Patreon)

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DO NOT CLAIM THEM AS YOUR OWN.

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[the-lonelybarricade]

We Bleed the Same - (5/?)

Summary: The forest was a labyrinth of snow and ice... The beginning to a story we know, unfolded a little bit differently.

A gift for my darling @belabellissima💝

Read on AO3 ・Series Masterlist ・Previous Chapter

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The emerald eyed beast watched Feyre from the shadows of the ash wood grove.

She was frozen, shaping words of warning but unable to give any of them voice.

Elain’s back was turned, blissfully unaware of the looming threat as she tended to the garden on Lord Nolan’s estate. Her head was tilted mid-laugh, joy shining on her face, until the pleasant sound pitched into a scream when she spied the beast launching from its hiding spot. There was no time to evade its massive body as it tackled her to the ground, its brutal teeth tearing into her flesh.

Feyre couldn’t move. She wanted to lunge towards one of the ash wood trees and pry off a branch to use as a spear. She wanted to cry. She wanted to beg the beast to take her life instead. But all she could do was watch as the beast swiped a claw over Elain’s throat, cutting through her skin like butter.

Elain’s lips parted, fighting for breath in a series of wet, desperate gasps of air. Each of them were futile, catching and dissolving at the slit in her throat. Blood gushed from the wound—so bright against her pale skin—and trickled down to wet the earth. Feyre couldn’t look away as Elain’s head lolled into the growing dark puddle, her struggle tapering.

It was a slow, miserable death. And Elain held Feyre’s eyes until it claimed her.

Then a noise rose from behind, drawing the beast’s attention away from Elain’s corpse. It raised its bloodied maw to the mansion’s front entrance—and only once she recognized the voice did Feyre pry her eyes to where Nesta now stood, wailing at the sight before her.

Run, Feyre tried to beg, but Nesta didn’t. She collapsed to her knees, her face slackened with grief, and she made no move to defend herself as the beast darted past Feyre to strike down the eldest Archeron sister.

Nesta turned her head away from the beast, those fierce, burning eyes meeting Feyre’s.

“You did this,” she said, the words bathed in contempt. “You brought them here. You damned us.”

-

Feyre thrashed awake, hissing when the motion jerked at her stitches. She was covered in sweat and gasping for air as her eyes flitted through the dark bedroom, searching for any details that could ground her. Remind her that the nightmare wasn’t real.

It was just a dream, she told herself, rubbing away her tears. Elain and Nesta are fine. They’re asleep in their beds. Rhys is going to find the High Lord and…

And what? Kill him? Was that even possible?

Feyre groaned as she threw her sweat-damp blankets aside and reached for the small vial Rhysand left on her bedside table. The pain in her shoulder had steadily returned since he’d left the estate, and was now slicing through her with a vengeance.

She tipped the tonic into her mouth, swallowing past its acrid taste in the delusional hope it could clear away her restless mind just as effectively as it would ease the throbbing. The liquid burned as it slid down her throat and warmed her chest. She sat still, counting her heavy breaths as she waited for it to do something, anything.

It denied her any instant relief.

Fingers shaking, Feyre lifted the blankets to rise from the bed. Silver light poured through a slit in the heavy velvet drapes hanging from the windows. She knew if she pulled them aside, she’d find the estate cast in darkness, the morning still hours off.

But Feyre wasn’t brave enough to pull aside the drapes. Not at the risk of peeking out and seeing those emerald eyes flash at her through the shadows. She couldn’t shake the horror of her nightmare, the sight of all that gore.

If it were an ordinary day, back in the cottage, she would be waking by this time. Preparing for a day of hunting before the sun rose so that she wouldn’t miss a moment of precious sunlight. Her sisters would be grumbling their displeasure at being woken so early while Feyre untangled herself from their limbs.

An odd ache bloomed like a bolt in her chest. She never thought she’d miss sharing a bed with them, feeling the warmth of their bodies and hearing their steady breathing, knowing they were okay. Alive.

She pushed out her bedroom, telling herself she would feel better once she checked on her sisters and saw them each sleeping peacefully in their beds.

Of course, that required knowing where they were staying. Feyre glanced hopelessly down the branching passageways, each lined with dozens of doors, and for the first time she was struck by the sheer size of Lord Nolan’s fortress. She hadn’t bothered to ask Rhys where her sisters were being kept, and he hadn’t bothered to show her.

It was dim in the hallway. Feyre didn’t dare light a candle at the risk that Lord Nolan or his son might see the light passing under their door and decide to investigate. She didn’t want them to think she was snooping—and she promised herself that wasn’t what she was doing. But her eyes did wander, marking the weapons and trophies mounted to the walls, mentally keeping track of each of the turns she took through the dark halls so she could find her way back.

She paused when she came across a portrait hanging on one end of the corridor. It was too dim to admire the art in any detail, but the sight of it pulled at a longing she’d once believed would lay permanently dormant.

Perhaps… perhaps if they were truly to remain here, fed and unharmed, then Feyre would have the luxury of picking up a paintbrush again. Now that she could hang her bow without worrying where her family’s next meal was coming from.

Once, that was all she’d ever dreamed about.

Somehow, it still felt too far out of reach. Like it was all placed so neatly for her atop a frozen lake, but if she stepped towards it, the cracks would set in and she would watch everything collapse in front of her.

“Creepy, isn’t it?”

Feyre jumped at the sound of Nesta’s voice.

She spun around, finding her sister standing in the middle of the hallway, her arms crossed tightly over her dressing gown to keep it from exposing the nightgown she wore underneath. Silver light flooded from one of the windows at her back, haloing Nesta in an unearthly glow that, for a moment, caused Feyre’s heart to stutter. As if she were staring at an apparition.

Her sister was scowling at the portrait over Feyre’s shoulder. “That’s Lord Nolan’s late wife. The Housekeeper says she haunts this place.”

Feyre fought a shiver. “And you believe her?”

Besides the iron bracelet clasped around her wrist, Nesta had never acted overly superstitious. If not from a lack of belief, then from a lack of caring. What did ghosts and faeries matter when the most likely thing to kill them would be starvation? At least, until recently.

Nesta shrugged. “It’s clear she haunts Lord Nolan—or something does. I’ve heard rumors that he’d been descending into madness since she died. Now I can see what they meant. It’s like he’s become a ghost, too.”

There was a harshness to the words, a certain scorn that Feyre understood wasn’t entirely directed towards Lord Nolan. They’d seen the same happen in their own father. His steady decline after their mother’s death. While he lacked the unsettling, vacant stare she’d seen in Lord Nolan, there were still plenty of moments where it felt as though he wasn’t there at all. Moments where they’d needed him to be.

Knowing that words of sympathy would only stir Nesta’s temper, Feyre opted to change the subject.

“Why are you up so early?”

Nesta’s scowl swiveled from the portrait to Feyre. “I never went to sleep.”

There was something vulnerable there, hidden beneath the thorns and thistles.

Feyre’s expression softened. “You’re safe here, Nesta.”

“Why?” She hissed. “Because your mercenary says so?”

“Because there are dozens of guards patrolling the massive iron walls surrounding this place,” Feyre said, keeping her voice steady. “This is the safest place we could possibly be.”

The assurance rang hollow, even to her own ears. And Nesta’s eyes narrowed, zeroing in on that doubt.

“And we’re supposed to just trust that we’re welcome here indefinitely? Out of the goodness of Lord Nolan’s heart?”

It was all of the questions that Feyre kept asking herself. And she faltered, having no answer except, “Rhys says—”

“Yes, let’s talk about Rhys.” Nesta sneered his name. “Your husband shows up out of nowhere and the next day a faerie breaks down our door. You don’t think that timing’s a little strange?”

That gave Feyre pause. “What are you accusing him of?”

“I don’t know,” Nesta said. “Not yet. But there’s something about him. Something off. And your supposed marriage?” Her laugh was vicious enough to cut through steel. “I wish I could say it’s surprising you’d be so easily manipulated.”

Feyre bristled. “I thought you would have been happy,” she snapped. “Thanks to him, you finally get to enjoy the comforts of wealth without lifting a finger. Isn’t that everything you ever wanted?”

“None of it is real, Feyre! I hope you’ll realize that before you doom all of us.”

Nesta turned on her heel and stormed away before Feyre could have the last word. She knew better than to follow after her sister. They fought more often than they didn’t and when Nesta retreated like this, it meant she needed time to seethe.

And though she’d gotten defensive, a part of Feyre was reluctant to admit that Nesta was right.

They were putting so much of their trust in a stranger when, for all she knew, Rhysand was halfway to the nearest port with no intention of returning. And meanwhile they would sit in this estate, deluding themselves into thinking a man-made wall would be sufficient in warding off a High Lord’s wrath.

It was possible they were being kept here as nice, pretty bait to distract the High Lord. Lure him here while Rhysand made a clean getaway. Is that not exactly what she would have considered doing?

But then… it made no sense why Rhys would bother interfering at all. He could have wiped his hands of this from the moment they met in the marketplace.

None of it made any gods-damned sense.

Feyre slid a hand down her face and spared one final glance towards the portrait of Lord Nolan’s late wife.

The shafts of moonlight in the hall didn’t quite reach the portrait, as if intentionally keeping her image shrouded in the dark. Even then, Feyre could tell she was beautiful. She stepped closer, squinting to take in any details. She had sad eyes—brown, like Graysen’s, and slightly hooded.

As Feyre stared, taking in the melancholy of her image, she thought it wasn’t so inconceivable that Lord Nolan would feel moved by Rhysand’s lies. It made sense that he would feel pity for a man afraid of losing his wife.

The only thing she had yet to fathom was why Rhys lied in the first place.

-

Things were quiet at breakfast. Lord Nolan was notably absent, and without Rhysand to carry the conversation with his little quips, Graysen was left stranded amid the icy tundra burning through the silence of the Archeron sisters.

Rather than go back to bed, Feyre had stayed up all morning thinking about what Nesta said, and what she was supposed to do about it. She didn’t know what Rhysand’s motivations were. What she did know was that he’d kept her alive, and somehow managed to convince Lord Nolan to let her family stay, however temporarily.

And that was good enough.

It had to be, because she didn’t know what the alternative was.

Yet, that didn’t soothe the part of her mind that searched for one. Nesta’s words stirred a restlessness that insisted on having a backup plan, that refused to let Feyre put her full trust in anyone or anything. Maybe she’d permanently lost that ability. Maybe it was for a good reason.

“I’d like to go back to our cottage today,” she said, finally breaking the silence.

Everyone’s head jerked her direction, meeting her with varying degrees of disbelief.

“Just to collect some of our things,” she added, thinking of the coin Rhys had given her for the pelts. They would need it if they decided to leave Lord Nolan’s sanctuary—or if their warm welcome were to expire with little warning.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Graysen said, his face pinched in discomfort.

His reluctance surprised her, considering he’d offered his men to escort them outside the estate only yesterday.

“I’ll be quick,” she assured him. “And I can go with one of your guards, if necessary.”

He pressed his lips together, clearly still uncomfortable with the idea, and Feyre sensed that he was withholding something from her. From all of them.

“Did Rhysand say something to you about letting me leave the estate?”

She couldn’t help the dark edge that slipped into her voice. If he thought he could control her by putting a fake ring around her finger, then he was going to be very disappointed.

“What?” Graysen blinked, his lips curling into a frown. “No. But I’m worried it’s not safe. There was an attack in the village last night.”

The surge in her temper dropped, plummeting into a dark pit in her stomach, where it cooled into stone. Her body felt impossibly heavy as she asked, “Did someone get hurt?”

“A woman was killed,” he said grimly. “A prisoner. She was found dead in her cell this morning. Her…” He cast a worried glance towards Elain, who had gone pale. He lowered his voice, as if it could lessen the blow of the news as he said, “Her heart was missing from her chest.”

Feyre’s pulse leaped into her throat, though she tried to swallow it back down. “And the authorities think it was a faerie?”

He shrugged. “They don’t know how the culprit was able to get into her cell, fae or otherwise. It was still locked when they found her. The bars are made of iron.”

Iron wouldn’t stop the fae. For some reason, she held her tongue from sharing that with Graysen.

“But you think it was a faerie,” Nesta said, reading his expression.

“What else would take her heart from her chest?” Graysen asked. “She was in line for the gallows. I can’t think of a human motive for doing this before her execution. And to happen the day after the attack on your cottage—”

He cut himself off when Elain made a small, distressed noise in the back of her throat.

Nesta filled in the rest, looking at Feyre as she said, “The timing is too strange for the attack not to be related.”

“Exactly,” Graysen said, moving to place his hand on top of Elain’s. “But you’ll be safe in here,” he soothed, speaking directly to her. “Our guards will make sure of it.”

Elain nodded, holding his gaze and looking utterly besotted by his promise. But Feyre and Nesta shared a glance across the table, neither of them feeling assured by his words. All it would take was one faerie to slip through the gates. One mistake, and they’d all be dead.

The threat of the fae was no longer some distant thing lurking behind the Wall. They were here, stalking the woods and hunting in the village. She wondered if Rhys was safe. Never mind her concern that he’d flee without them—it suddenly seemed just as likely that he’d be killed on patrol. He might be skilled with a sword but he was still just a human.

And despite what he promised, she knew that humans were easily killed.

-

The afternoon sun made the carnage of the beast’s arrival all the more stark. Pieces of wood were scattered in the snow—splinters that had been sent flying from the moment he broke down their door.

Feyre tracked her eyes through the barren trees surrounding the cottage, trying to listen beyond the whistling wind and the footsteps following at her back. Graysen had eventually relented in allowing her to visit the cottage, but only at the insistence that she bring along three guards.

It came as no surprise when Nesta and Elain had no interest in coming with. Nesta had always loathed their cottage and Elain was too spooked by the news of the attack to brave venturing outside the estate.

“Stay here,” she told the guards, once she was satisfied there was nothing waiting beyond the treeline.

They looked prepared to protest, but Feyre stepped up to the gaping front entrance before they could. It was mortifying enough for them to see the outside of the cottage, with its filthy windows and balded thatched roof that perpetually dripped in the winter.

She ran her fingers over the damaged doorway, along the notches where the hinges had been torn off. Only a few feet inside, she could see the remnants of their front door, gouged by large claw marks but still mostly intact.

The memories were too fresh. She couldn’t look towards the fireplace without seeing Nesta and Elain cowering in fear or hearing her father barter her life for gold. It would always sting, but she wasn’t expecting her throat to clog as was reminded, again, of how close she’d come to dying.

And how little they’d seemed to care.

Enough to cry. Enough to mourn. But not enough to do something.

She knew it was her responsibility. She’d killed the wolf and it was only right that she faced the consequences for it. But she also knew that if the situation had been reversed, she would have fought for her sisters. And that’s what made her chest feel too tight.

As Feyre wandered into the bedroom to snatch the coin purse from the dresser, she briefly wondered if she would always be cursed to be the one who loved more. To give and give and give but never feel like she could take.

How long until there was nothing left of herself to give?

For all she knew, it was already too late. It would explain why she felt empty as she pocketed the coin and strode out of the cottage. The guards looked relieved to see her and she offered them a tight smile.

“See? I promised I’d be quick.”

They were efficient in ushering her back towards the carriage, but not before a prickling awareness tingled down her spine. She turned, casting her eyes towards the skeletal forest. It was a familiar sensation, one she’d felt after killing that wolf in the woods.

Miles and miles of barren trees and fresh snow. No matter where she looked, that was all she could see. The wind had stopped, but if she held her breath, she couldn’t hear a sound from the forest. It was eerily quiet. And it set her on edge.

“Is everything okay?” One of the guards asked, noticing her pause.

“Yeah,” Feyre said, swinging herself into the carriage with renewed urgency. “Everything’s fine.”

-

It was two nights later, while Feyre was crouched in front of the fireplace with a poker, trying desperately to get the sparks to take, that her bedroom window creaked.

Feyre whirled, her heart in her throat, raising the poker that she already knew would be useless against the intruder. What else would climb through her bedroom window, besides a faerie?

The sunset snuck up on her—it always did, in these winter months. She hadn’t lit any candles, too focused on trying to light the fireplace to fend off the steadily dropping temperature.

She’d thought nothing of the darkness pressing into the corners of the room until that soft creak drew her attention towards the far window, revealing a male figure disguised amongst those shadows. He stood propped against the windowsill, the night sky a mantle rising over his shoulders.

“Do I want to know why you were digging through our fireplace, Feyre darling?“

She gasped, almost dropping the poker. “Rhys?”

He stepped closer, face still hung in shadow. “Beginning to miss me?”

Her heart was thundering. It didn’t seem to ease, though she knew he was no longer a threat.

“Of course not,” she said. She meant to lower the poker, but found her fingers tightening.

Rhys chuckled. The sound was dark, scraping. She felt it drag across the ridges of her spine, slightly less pronounced in the time he’d been away. It was remarkable how even just a few days of steady eating could make a difference.

“Such a warm welcome from my wife,” he said. She could picture his feline smile as he glided through the dark with unfathomable ease, as if he were its maker. “Are you going to put that poker down, or are you still debating on stabbing me with it?”

Feyre glanced over her shoulder, toward the large oak door on the opposite side of the room. Puzzled, she asked, “Did you come in through the window?”

“I came in behind you,” he said with another laugh, crossing the room in four long strides. “But you were too focused on that fireplace to welcome your poor husband home.”

“Except you’re not my husband,” she said flatly, returning to her work now that he was coming closer. She wasn’t certain she could handle seeing his face, which she admittedly had been thinking about. Often. “And as we’ve established, I didn’t miss you.”

“Didn’t you?” he crooned, crouching behind her. “I’m glad you clarified, or that cloak might have given me the wrong impression.”

Feyre went quiet. She’d been wearing his cloak because it was warm and of much better quality than her own. It hadn’t occurred to her that he’d eventually return to find her still in it.

He asked, his voice like molten silk, “Did you ever take it off?”

Technically, yes. To sleep and bathe. But she knew that wasn’t what he was asking, and for some reason she decided to be honest. “No.”

A low, throaty sound rumbled through his chest.

“Good,” he said. “Then everyone here knows precisely who you belong to.”

“I’m not your wife,” she said again.

When he reached around her and coiled his fingers over the iron poker, she let him take it, making no comment about the way his body enveloped hers, how he leaned forward until she was more or less sitting in his lap. Heat spread through her, and suddenly igniting the fire was a redundant task.

Rhys placed his other hand on her hip while he worked, a claiming gesture that she should have shaken away. But she didn’t.

“Why not ask the servants for help?”

“I don’t need servants,” she said.

“Too proud?” There was an odd note in his voice, one that made her feel as though she’d swallowed an entire glass of brandy. “Or too stubborn?”

“Neither.” She couldn’t deny that she sounded petulant, even to her own ears. Making an effort to sweeten her voice, she purred, “I’m letting you do it, aren’t I?”

She expected more flirtatious comments about how husbands should provide for their wives, but he sounded surprisingly thoughtful as he said, “It’s another thing, then.” He paused in deliberation and then asked, gently, “Are you worried about being a burden?”

It struck too close to home. She knew he could tell, because there was no subtlety in the way she stiffened.

With equal, grating gentleness, he said, “You’re not a burden, Feyre. To anyone.”

An odd sound rose in the back of her throat. She didn’t want to be seen. Not like this. Not by him.

“Of course I’m not to you.” She flung the words at him, hoping he’d rise to the barb and they could go back to bickering. That was comfortable territory. “You’ll light the fire and I’ll probably have to give you the name of my firstborn child in exchange.”

His hand raised to her stomach. “You mean our child, wife?”

The words were teasing, but they warmed her belly as readily as if she’d swallowed a pile of glowing embers. They sparked and fluttered beneath the heat of his hand, particularly as his fingers flexed, caressing her stomach as if a child were already growing there.

Mortified, she pushed his hand away, sparing no effort with being gentle. Rhys merely laughed, allowing his hand to fall back to her hip. The heat inside her traveled with his touch, cascading down. She tried very hard not to focus on where it was pooling.

“Well, you’ll be relieved to hear I require no firstborn children.” He smirked, as if to add an unspoken yet to his promise. “But you’re right, I prefer equal exchanges. How about: I’ll light the fire if you stay in my arms like this. Warmth for warmth, hmm?”

Rhys was already tightening his arms around her as if she’d agreed, and she was reluctant to admit that it felt good being held. His chest blanketed her back, fighting off the worst of the winter chill. She was certain he hadn’t bathed while he’d been away, but he smelled like he had—a clean, heady scent that was becoming increasingly familiar to her. Citrus and the sea.

She closed her eyes and felt herself relaxing into him, even as she groused, “For how long?”

He considered it. “Have you eaten?”

“Yes.”

Lightly, though she thought better to tell him that. Whenever Lord Nolan joined them at dinner, she found she didn’t have as much of an appetite. It made her stomach churn just thinking about how he sat unmoving and unseeing, like he was little more than an empty husk.

“I haven’t,” Rhys told her, drawing her thoughts away from the aging Lord.

Feyre opened her eyes to study him carefully. He was immaculate for a man who had spent days trekking through the wilderness, with no sign of the sweat and dirt she always seemed to collect during her morning hunts. He wore his usual irreverence, but she did sense a heaviness that hadn’t been present before, a tension in the clench of his jaw, the draw of his shoulders.

It dawned on her that he must be exhausted from the journey. And she wondered, the thought unbidden and gnawing, if he’d eaten at all in his time away.

Continuing, Rhys said, “I’ve asked a servant to bring us a meal. So sit with me here while I eat. Talk to me. And then I’ll consider the debt paid.”

Without waiting for her to accept those terms, he shifted forward to light the fire in earnest. To her dismay, he made quick work of a job she’d been attempting for the last half hour. Granted he had both arms to work with.

Flames began licking up the tinder, casting an amber glow over the little space they’d claimed by the hearth, atop a large fur rug.

She watched the light dance over his long fingers as she asked, “Will it always be like this between us? Always a debt to be paid?”

“I hope so,” he murmured. “An unpaid debt is like a promise. So long as one exists between us, it means we’ll be seeing each other again.”

Feyre turned, drinking in his regal side profile. A part of her had been convinced he wouldn’t come back, and she was concerned by the larger part of her that was relieved he had.

“I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again,” she admitted.

His eyes flickered to hers, only briefly, before he fixed his stare on the fire. “Why not?”

He kept his tone deceptively casual. Feyre studied his expression, watching the flame dance in his eyes. Against the warm lighting, they looked even more striking—closer to purple than blue.

It was inexplicable, but she found herself wanting to be honest with him. So with a deep breath, she admitted, “I couldn’t think of any reason why you’d stay.”

“I had a wife to return to,” he said, flashing another of those infuriating smirks.

“But why would you, really?” Feyre pressed, not falling for his deflection. “Why does any of this matter to you?”

“Is it really so hard to believe that someone would want to stay for you, Feyre?”

“Yes,” she said. Her throat felt tight. “Because we’re strangers. And because you’ve already admitted that you had an ulterior motive for saving me. So tell me why. Who is the High Lord to you?”

He still studied the fire, tracking each soft pop and the resulting spray of sparks with riveted interest. Though his expression remained neutral, she felt his arms tighten around her. And his words rumbled in the back of his throat before he released them, all in one breath.

“He killed my father.”

The admission hung in silence for a moment. Feyre sucked in air between her teeth, not expecting the truth to be so abrupt. So brutal. Even the fire seemed to dampen, as if it, too, were shocked by his words and wished to pay them the proper gravity.

Feyre suspected she had to tread lightly. She kept her voice soft as she ventured, “So you want revenge.”

He laughed, though it was hollow, wrung of any humor. “I’ll admit that a part of me will always want revenge for what he did. But it’s not about that. Not anymore.”

Rhys looked at her, then, sweeping his violet eyes over her face. She seized the opportunity to admire how the firelight slanted across his features, selecting the focal points it felt worth admiring: the arch of his cheekbones, the strong curve of his jaw, the plush of his bottom lip.

It had been so long since she’d felt the urge to paint, but that old desire flared to life as she looked at him. Longing twitched at the tips of her fingers, wishing for some method of capturing what she saw, if only to use it as proof when she inevitably doubted herself later.

Doubted that there was truly softness in his expression when he said, “I told you I came back for my wife, and it’s the truth. I came back for you, Feyre. And I will never let him take away something I care about ever again.”

“But you don’t even know me.”

That excuse was starting to feel flimsy. Especially when he was looking at her like he did know her. Like he could see through her cloak and gown, through her skin and bones, and straight to the haggard soul beneath, where she hid every bitter, twisted thought that was too dark to let the world see.

Her throat felt dry from the way he was looking at her. But he didn’t try to deny that they were strangers.

Instead, he rasped, “Is it so bad that I want to?”

In the back of her mind, she heard every insult Nesta had ever hurled towards her. Illiterate, ignorant, unremarkable, proud, cold, half-wild beast. A wound was opening in her chest, splitting further apart by each of those sharp, silent words.

She pinched her lips together. And though she knew it sounded pathetic, she told him, “I don’t think you’d like what you’d find.”

But it was the truth. No one ever did. And she wouldn’t delude herself into thinking Rhys would be any different.

Rhys opened his mouth like he might argue, but was interrupted by a knock at the door. He offered her an intent look, one that promised their conversation wasn’t over, and untangled himself to go answer.

The moment he was gone… it was like an ache. She hadn’t realized how relaxed she’d become in his arms, how warm and content, until it was ripped away. The cold that pressed in was startling, rubbing raw against the places he’d been touching. She edged closer to the fire, all too aware that its touch felt like a poor imitation of Rhysand’s.

What was happening to her?

Rhys returned moments later with a massive tray of food, which he placed on the floor in front of her before resuming his position. He drew her back against his chest and bracketed his long legs on either side of hers. Once he deemed she was situated, he pulled the tray into her lap.

She’d already told him that she’d eaten, but the sight and smell of the steaming food caused the back of her mouth to water. Her stomach growled, betraying her, and Rhys let out a low laugh.

“I propose another exchange, little huntress.”

Feyre noticed he refrained from using wife when he wanted something. Clever man.

Still, she was wary. “What kind of exchange?”

“For every piece of food you let me feed you, I’ll answer any question. And for every two questions I answer, I get to ask one from you.”

Her eyes dipped to the tray of food in her lap. Just like the deal they made about lighting the fire, she thought she was getting the better offer. Not that she would ever admit it.

“Deal.”

With an appreciative hum, Rhys reached for a piece of bread from the tray and dipped it into the sauce. Feyre felt a little shy when he held up to her. She’d never been hand fed before, and she was aware of his rapt attention as she parted her lips to accept his offering.

He brought the remaining piece to his own mouth as he waited for her to finish chewing. It was strangely intimate to watch him bite into the place her lips had just been, undeterred by the thought of sharing her saliva. She supposed, as a mercenary, he’d eaten food in far worse condition.

After swallowing, she asked him, “Where did you learn to use your sword?”

“In Illyria.” She remembered that was the place he said he was from—the mountainous region on the continent. “I come from a warrior tribe. We’re taught to wield swords no sooner than we learn how to walk.”

He prompted her for another mouthful. Once she was finished with it, she asked, “Do you miss Illyria?”

“Parts of it. The Illyrian Mountains are harsh, the camp where I trained even more so. But they’re my mother’s people, and I’ll always wear their marks proudly for that alone.”

“Their marks?”

“Ah,” Rhys chided. “That was two questions, Feyre. Now it’s my turn.”

She assumed by the way he drifted closer, the way the hand at her hip began smoothing slow circles over her clothes, that he would ask her something personal. Something, perhaps, that would force her to admit to the tension they both felt rising between them.

But all he asked was, “How does your arm feel?”

The pain had simply become a dull presence she’d accepted. It was tolerable so long as she didn’t strain the stitches, and she’d gotten used to relying on her dominant hand. But as she focused her awareness on the wound, she found that ever-present pain had subsided considerably.

“Better,” she said in surprise. “A lot better, actually.”

“Good. I picked up some healing salve from the infirmary on the way here. You should let me put it on the wound before you go to bed.”

Feyre nodded. And after another bite of food, she asked, “What happened while you were on patrol?”

Behind her, Rhys blew out a breath. “We tracked the beast all the way to the Wall, but lost the trail there.”

She jerked. “You went all the way to the Wall?”

“It’s why the patrol took so long.”

The furthest North Feyre had ever dared to venture was the clearing where she’d felled the wolf. It would have taken another day and half’s journey from there to make it to the Wall, or so she’d been told.

“Are you out of your mind? What if the High Lord had been waiting there with more faeries? They would have killed you!”

“We were fine—”

“You were reckless!”

Rhys fell silent in the face of her anger. Before he said, drawing out his words, “If I didn’t know better, Feyre, I would think you were concerned about me.”

Whatever concern she’d felt was short lived. At that moment, all she wanted to do was throttle him.

He grinned like he knew it. “It’s my turn for a question. So tell me, honestly. Did you miss me? Were you worried about me?”

“Those are two different questions.”

Rhys looked insufferably pleased with himself as he purred, “Yes, but I think they have the same answer.”

He was incorrigible. She hated him for asking, almost as much as she hated the honest answer was, “Yes.”

Feyre didn’t understand it.

Or maybe she did. Maybe it was as simple as the fact that no one had ever bothered to ask if she was warm or fed or in pain. Maybe Nesta was right, and it was pitiful how easily she could be manipulated by the slightest hint of kindness.

It was kindness nonetheless, and she’d known so little of it. She had no concept of how starved she’d been, how desperate she was to talk to someone who would at least pretend like they cared.

“I missed you, too,” Rhys murmured, raising his palm to her cheek. He turned her face towards his own, his gaze so searing that she felt every doubt and lingering insecurity cower beneath it, afraid of being seen. “You claim we’re strangers, but you feel it, don’t you? This connection between us. I think knowing you could be as easy as knowing myself.”

That was a terrifying prospect, though he didn’t seem to think so.

Terrifying and absurd. There was nothing connecting them besides misfortune and, perhaps, a mutual attraction that was beginning to feel dangerous to act on.

She challenged, “Besides the faerie, besides hunting, name one thing we have in common.”

He answered without hesitation. “We would both trade anything to protect the people we love. Even ourselves.”

The knowing in his eyes was becoming unbearable. Feyre tore her face from his grasp, angling it away from him and away from the fire in the hopes that she might banish the heat of his touch.

It was still tingling along her cheek as she said, “You told me that the life of a mercenary is lonely. That you would never find someone to share it with. What do you know about love?”

“I think,” he said slowly, like she was a feral creature he didn’t want to startle, “that’s another thing we have in common. We’ve given so much of ourselves away that we’ve become isolated in the process.”

Her eyes were beginning to sting. It would be humiliating to cry in front of him a second time. She swallowed a deep breath, blinking back the moisture gathering on her lashes.

Finally, when she trusted her voice to remain steady, she asked, “You chose this life to protect someone?”

“You owe me a question,” he said lightly. “And two mouthfuls.”

Feyre snatched a leg of chicken off the plate. A laugh rasped out of him when she tore the meat off the bone with a ferocity that would have scandalized her sisters.

But then he straightened, sobering. “I see the way that you care for your family. How fiercely you love them. It reminds me—” he paused, a strangled sound rising in his throat. He cleared it away and continued, “It reminds me of how I used to feel when I was around my brothers.”

Brothers. Feyre didn’t need to ask where they were now. One quick glance at Rhys, at the thinly veiled anguish creasing his expression, was enough to tell her what happened to them. Gone. Somewhere even a mercenary couldn’t follow.

“Was it…” she could barely shape words in the torrent of her horror. “The High Lord—”

Rhys shook his head. “It’s a tragedy for another day.”

She placed the remains of the chicken leg back on the plate, her appetite vanished. Rhys must have felt the same, because he moved the tray off her lap and set it on the low wooden table nearby.

Guilt reared inside her. He had to be starving from his journey and she ruined his dinner because she couldn’t stop herself from prying. She could add tactless to her list of shortcomings.

“I still owe you a question,” she reminded him, hoping to lighten his mood.

“I’ll save it. A promise that this won’t be the last we speak.”

Feyre bit her lip. “Why don’t you sleep in the bed tonight?”

It was the best she could offer. If he’d slept at all on his journey, it would have been on the ground. If not a full meal, then at least he could indulge in the comfort of a soft, plush mattress.

His mouth barely, barely tugged at the corners. But the offer had its intended effect when he crooned, “Is that an invitation, wife?”

“Alone,” she hedged.

“No deal.”

“What?” Feyre glared at him. “Are you truly that stubborn?”

Rhysand’s eyes sparkled with a familiar mischief. “I am truly that stubborn.”

Two could play that game.

Feyre crossed her arms. “And if I refuse to sleep on the bed?”

“Then I’ll keep you warm on the floor.”

The dark, sensual promise wended around her, warring with her irritation. He was insufferable, and his self-satisfied grin should have been enough to convince her to drop it, to let him sleep on the floor if he was so insistent.

But she hesitated, pinned by his near-predatory focus. Gone was his quiet sadness. And maybe it was the triumph of knowing she’d succeeded in cheering him up, or maybe it was because she glanced towards the large bed and felt the shadow of her nightmare pressing in.

Maybe they both wanted it as badly as the other.

“Fine,” she said. And just to wipe the smug look off his face, she promptly added, “But no touching.”

“I’ll try to keep my hands to myself,” he swore, though his fiendish grin was less than reassuring.

“If you want to keep them, you better.”

Rhys chuckled, holding up his hands in feigned innocence. “I won’t lay a finger on you until you ask me, Feyre.”

Until. As if it were inevitable.

“But,” Rhys continued, “I hope you’ll at least let me dress your wound.”

“I managed just fine without you.”

“I know you did. I know you could manage anything by yourself, you’ve proven that well enough already. But you don’t have to anymore.” He met her eyes steadily. “Let me help you. Let me make it easier for you.”

Feyre thought, once again, that it sounded as if he were talking to a feral animal. Trying to soothe her so that she didn’t bite at his approach. And she wondered if that’s exactly what she’d become. A half-wild beast, just like Nesta accused.

“Okay,” she relented, feeling a weight ease out of her.

Rhys nodded. She appreciated that he didn’t gloat, though he had plenty of reason to. Instead, he lightly grabbed her elbow and helped Feyre to her feet. He jerked his chin towards the bed, silently directing her while he went to fetch the salve from his pack.

The floorboards creaked under her weight as she stepped toward the bed, feeling oddly nervous. They wouldn’t be touching and she had every intention of turning her back to him the second they snuffed out the candles. But it was still intimate in a way that was different than sharing a bed with her sisters, or fucking Isaac Hale in a barn.

With a swallow of air for courage, Feyre paused before the four-poster bed and unlatched the straps of Rhysand’s cloak. It fell to the floor in a puddle of fur, revealing the nightgown she wore beneath it. The one she’d selected believing she’d be sleeping alone tonight.

Rhysand, to his credit, hardly blinked at the sight of the thin silk and the bare skin it left on display. If anything, he frowned as he ushered her to sit at the edge of the bed so he could begin the careful task of unraveling her bandages.

For all of his flirting, she wondered if he would even be interested in her that way. He was a beautiful man and she was just… some poor, scrawny village girl that no one had ever looked twice at. Except Isaac, she supposed, but their arrangement had always felt more like one of desperation and convenience than any true desire.

Underneath his breath, she thought she might have heard Rhys laugh. She snapped her eyes to his face, narrowing them.

“What is it?”

“Nothing,” he said. Then amended, “I don’t think I’ve seen you so deep in thought before.”

She must have been pulling an amusing expression, if the humor in his eyes was any indication.

Scowling, she asked, “Do you not think I’m capable of it?”

“A clever huntress like you?” He didn’t give her any warning as he scooped his fingers into the salve and began spreading it over her raw flesh with surprising gentleness. “Of course you are.”

Clever was another thing she’d never been called before Rhys. She coached herself not to let the flattery get to her head. He was saying it intentionally, afterall. To soften her.

The salve began to sting as it seeped into the wound, like slivers of flame licking up her skin. She hissed through her teeth, but was privately grateful that it broke her away from the lure of his bedroom eyes and honeyed words.

“Will you tell me what you were thinking about?” He asked. “One thought in exchange for another?”

“More games?”

He smiled. “You know I love games.”

Feyre didn’t want to reveal her pathetic thoughts, so she told him, “You said something earlier… about wearing the marks of your mother’s people. I was wondering what you meant.”

To her relief, Rhys didn’t detect the lie for what it was.

“Ah,” he said. “That’s a longer story.”

“A bedtime story, perhaps?”

“Perhaps.”

He closed the lid of the salve, setting it aside as he reached for a roll of fresh bandages. And then his fingers returned to steady her arm, his touch an inferno against her cool skin. Every movement was quick and efficient, marked by an expertise that told her he’d done this many, many times. Was that by nature of his job, or because of the warrior tribe he hailed from?

“You at least owe me a thought,” she said, if only to break his quiet focus, the intensity of which was beginning to make her squirm.

Rhys flicked his eyes up to her face, the heat of them just as intense as his touch. She realized it was a mistake to draw his attention away from his task, because whatever reprieve she expected was worsened tenfold as he held her gaze.

“I’m thinking that you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he said, his voice warming her blood. “And that I don’t know how I’m going to manage sleeping beside you without losing my gods damned mind.”

“Oh,” Feyre whispered, because she had nothing else to say.

It was stupid, she chided herself, to let his compliments mean anything at all. What did it matter if she was beautiful to him or not? And yet… it felt like every piece of her body was malfunctioning. Her eyes burned and her heart sped into a staggering rhythm. She had no idea what to do with her hands, her legs, her face, though she became painfully aware of each of them.

Mercifully, Rhys finished securing the bandage and stepped away. “It’s healing nicely,” he said. “The healer should be able to take the stitches out in a few days.”

Her mind spun at how he could move on from the conversation so quickly, as if it was of no consequence to him at all. If she was wise, she would dismiss his words as more attempts at flattery and nothing more.

Feyre managed to scrape together enough of her composure to say, “That’s good.” Then, “We should go to sleep.”

“You go ahead,” Rhy said softly. “I’ll bathe first, and then I’ll come join you.”

And maybe he was doing it all deliberately, tending to her needs before his own despite his long journey. He could be manipulating her like Nesta said, pulling her in so easily with his gentle touches and sweetened tongue.

She watched him disappear into the bathing room, feeling ill at ease with the knowledge that, regardless of his intentions, it was working. How could she not soften for him, when he paid her more consideration than anyone else in her life, even as a stranger?

You feel it, don’t you? This connection between us.

Feyre pressed her hand to her chest, swearing that she felt a phantom tug behind her rib cage. Was that her heart finally thawing? It was pumping readily for what felt like the first time in years.

And it terrified her.

[mogaiconstellations]

Find your Cozy Game title using your username! Use the first letter of the first word in your username for the first list and the first letter of the second word (or the last letter of the first word, if you only have one word) for the second list. Feel free to add articles like "the", "a", "of", etc, to pluralize words, and to ignore extra letters in your username/use the lettered form of numbers that appear in your username in number form (ie if you are Chilly6 you could use C and S for example). Most importantly, have fun!

First List:

A - tiny

B - critter

C - magical

D - garden

E - witch

F - animal

G - dungeon

H - dawn

I - potion

J - dream

K - myth

L - night

M - vampire

N - slime

O - lofi

P - wild

Q - chef

R - tavern

S - pixel

T - dragon

U - kingdom

V - memories

W - grim

X - cat

Y - goblin

Z - cozy

.

Second List:

A - bookshop

B - glade

C - grove

D - life

E - waters

F - city

G - caravan

H - harvest

I - wood

J - talk

K - caravan

L - hearts

M - path

N - valley

O - hills

P - story

Q - keeper

R - cove

S - farm

T - bakery

U - folks

V - club

W - galaxy

X - academy

Y - cafe

Z - peaks

[romanticizingmurder]

The way flowers and gardens are the through line of Marius's life and trauma. Marius in his father's garden (how could he forget -). Marius crowned with flowers against his will in the Grove. Marius watching the ivy and flower strewn wicker burn, hearing the scream. Marius serving the Mother and the Mother. Flowers in their shrine every day. Painting their walls with gardens.

Marius dreaming of the garden in the shrine, Akasha's voice telling him: you cannot save Amadeo

Marius telling Lestat he wakes up and thinks he needs to go to the shrine, refresh the flowers, until he remembers -.

He's free. He's free now.

Marius painting abandoned houses in Brazil with flowers until the police or Daniel find him.

He's free and he's never free, always back in that garden, always Marius & the flowers.

[skellyflowers]

Royal Ball

Masterlist

Vessel x reader

Sleep will be referred to as “Queen Jeinnv” 

Vessel will be referred to as “Prince Adrian”

II will be referred to as “Prince Roddric”

III will be referred to as “Dilan, Duke of Elderstock”

IV will be referred to as “ Edgard, Duke of Haverlem”

We were a noble family. Not very high ranked but still we are part of the nobility. My father is known as the “New Money Baron'' by other noble families. My father was given his new title directly by Her Majesty Queen Jeinnv. For his diligent work in The Litchgrave Botanical Garden, Her Majesty’s private gardens. My father was able to save the Queen’s favorite Wisteria tree grove from root rot. After rescuing the trees She named my father Baron of Hazelvale.

The new position gave my father a pension, a manor house and full time staff. It was like a dream come true. I was no longer the middle daughter of a gardener, I was the middle daughter of a Baron. My mother wasted no time getting all manner of tutors, instructors and seamstress for me, my two sisters and my two brothers. We were to be educated and dressed like the family of a Baron. 

All of my siblings had found a niche. Both of my brothers, Alfred and Andrew, were excellent at horse riding and hunting. My eldest sister Quinn was as graceful as a swan when she danced. My younger sister Maddie was the next great poet of our time. I had found my love of the piano and reading. And my mother was glad to have someone to watch the twins Thomas and Alice. They're only 10 years old.

It had only been a month of being named Baron before an invitation from the Queen arrived at our front door. It was an invitation to a ball to celebrate Prince Adrian’s birthday. The ball will be in two weeks under the full moon. All members of the nobility were invited and the high ranking lords.

After my father read the invitation out loud my mother set off to find the greatest dance instructors and dressmakers in the whole kingdom. For me and my siblings each day for the next two weeks would be spent being fitted for clothes, learning to waltz, the rules of fine dining or sleeping.

When the actual night of the ball came the house was a frenzy of activity. The staff were helping in every way they could. They were helping us dress, fixing our hair, applying makeup and getting the carriage ready.

“Mother, is all of this really needed?” Asked Quinn. All three of us are in floor length gowns, opera gloves and corsets. Quinn is in a champagne dress, Maddie in sky blue and my dress is lilac. “We are going to a masked ball after all.”

“My children will be the envy of everyone at the ball.” Mother declared. “This night is not just about dressing up and having fun. It is your debut in society and a chance for all of you to make powerful connections.”

“Mommy we want to go too!” cried Alice.

“When you're older and ready to climb the ladder of society my little loves. Tonight is about your brothers and sisters.”

“Your mother is right.” said my father as we walked into the main entryway. “I have it on good authority that the Queen is using the ball to find wives for Prince Adrian and Prince Roddric.” We all fall quiet as the father continues. “I also know that Her Majesty has invited some foreign nobility too.”

I breakout in a cold sweat. I can’t help the sudden feeling of dread. My sisters have always been social butterflies. And now hearing how much is riding on tonight makes me think I am going to be sick. Maddie noticed my slow building panic and put her hand in mine. I take a slow deep breath.

“Your carriage is ready Baron.”  called one of the staff members.

“Excellent! Let us head off family.”

And with that declaration my parents, brothers, sisters and I head off to the ball. We say goodbye and good night to Alice, who is still pouting, and Thomas who is nearly asleep. As the carriage pulls away from the manor I can't help but to think about how much my life has changed. I’m on my way to a Royal Ball.

[art-by-ernie]

Dream Grove Gardens Morado REF 2024

DOUBLE WHAMMY! Here's Morado's Dream Grove Gardens ref sheet. :V Morado got a job as a security guard at the Dream Grove Gardens amusement park to take his mind off of the woman who left him for mysterious reasons. During nights at the park, it's almost as if he can hear the faint sound of her voice, calling for him.... this eerie phenomenon is why he prefers the day shifts.... So anywayz, Snell the animatronic snail tends to annoy him a lot by calling him Moridot and making obnoxious sounds all day, leading to WHACKY shenanigans! :U And I warn you, he WILL get flustered and blush if you call him cute. >:m

[lilolakes]

Ekvillan - 'The oak villa'

Ekvillan is a spacious family villa inspired by swedish architecture from the turn of the last century.

I chose to call it 'Ekvillan' - 'The oak villa' in swedish, since there is a big oak tree in the garden. It has a vegetable garden, bees, a chicken coop, and a treehouse. There's plenty of cozy little spots to hang out and eat 'fika'.

Please note that this was built using cc. The lot is partially playtested. DOWNLOAD (SFS)

Some of the cc is included, the rest is linked below. The lot can also be fould on the gallery (ID: Lilolakes)

My lovely friend @zebrasimmer_ on Instagram had her one year instaversary recently, and to celebrate she hosted a little collab were we created different builds inspired by her (and also my-) home country - Sweden. This was my contribution.

Check out the other builds in the collab, by @zebrasimmer_ , @simsaga_ and @sims.erezkigal on Instagram.

Packs used

Ep:s All of the ones released before 2023 Game packs: Werevolwes, My Wedding Stories, Dream Home Decorator, Journey to Batuu, Realm of Magic, StrangerVille, Jungle Adventure, Parenthood, Vampires, Dine Out, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat Stuff packs: Paranormal, Nifty Knitting, Tiny Living, Laundry Day, Vintage Glamour, Kids Room, Romantic garden, Spooky Stuff Kits: Country Kitchen, Courtyard Oasis, Decor to the Max, Everyday clutter

Required CC

Here are the links for all the cc required for the lot to look as intended.

This is my first time sharing a build using cc. I might have gone a biiit overboard with it, so it's pretty cc heavy. Sorry 'bout that! ;)

All credit goes out to the amazing creators! I have done my best not to miss anyone, and to respect all of the creators TOU. Please tell me if you notice something that I've missed!

Anniee sims -Area rug

ATS4 (Around the sims 4) -IKEA-like stepstool -Cereal box -Crate seat -Toy train set -Candle and old book -Grocery paper bag (the first one) -Harvestable aromatic plants, Basil, Rosemary and Thyme -Rocking toy alligator, Farm puzzle and blackboard -Preschool blocks and House

Charly Pancakes -The candle, moodbooster

conceptdesign97 -Pumpkin vine

Cowbuild -Pleated curved floor lamp and lazy loveseat throw pillow

Dew of the sea -Accordion wall rack, S4, unmerged

Fadedsprings -William Morris-ish wallpaper set

Felixandre -Grove part 1 -Grove part 2: bowls, cups and salad bowl -Grove part 3 -Grove part 4 -Kyoto part 2 -Berlin part 1 -Shop the look Season 1 -London set exterior

Harlix -Tiny Twavellers Binoculars, crocodile, hot air balloon lamp (short), swing (medium), hanging wall world map -Baysic (different items)

Harrie -Shop the look 2

Icemunmun at ModTheSims -Harvestable corn stalks

Leaf Motif at Curseforge -Wall lamp and vintage tiles

Leniad at ModTheSims -Pumpkin plant

Leosims -Carton of eggs

Lilis-Palace -Jugendstil tiles set -Folklore set

LittleDica -Deligracy Delicato Stuff Pack

MadameRia -Back to Basics Pot Holder (Wall version) and Wire Basket Dish Rack

Maman-Gateau at Sims Artists -Whicker basket with lid from this set

Mutske at TSR -Alda arch with private doors 2x1 -Alda arch 2x1 -Alda privatdoor 1x1

MXIMS -Ikea ypperlig table and mirror -Stokke high-chair -Aesop Bathroom Tray -Plants 1,2,6,7 -String Shelf System (Shelf B):

My cup of CC -Tiny dreamers set (merged)

Novvas -Pumpkins in a basket -Random Runners -Elo bathroom IKEA rug -Kids drawings from this set -Painting collection

Nutter-Butter-1 at ModTheSims -Old Floor Tile Set

Picture Amoebae -Allisas Fall '18 Panels

Pierisim -Oak house part 3 -Oak house part 2 -Rold Skov kitchen mini kit -Domaine Du Clos part 1 -Domaine Du Clos part 3 -Domaine Du Clos part 4 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 1/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt 1 - 2/2 -The COLDBREW coffee shop pt. 2

Plumbob Tea Society -Deco Botanical Scroll, woodpile and raised garden beds

Raindrops on cowplants -Gothic revival build set

Severinka at TSR -big pumpkin 02 -small pumpkins 07

SimC (Simcredible designs) at TSR -Coastal Extras - daisy in tall vase

Simspell -Autumn & Spooky-ish Paintings (Part 1)

SixamCC -Birker Line ceiling light (different versions) -Small Spaces deco pantry items -Small Spaces Pantry CC Pack - Mixer (Standalone version) -Dreamy Outdoors floor light

Soloriya at TSR -Two candles -Collection of candles -Pencil sharpener and erasers

TaTschu -Lighted fence (Leosims recolor)

Tech Hippie -Plants from these two sets

Vintage Simmer -Patchwork set -Noah plush rabbit -SBP Octopus -L&C Plush lemon

Wondymoon TSR -Lybica Kitchen Hanger -Protactinium Rug

Wondymoon.com -Ceratonia kitchen counters 1 and 2, island counter, cabinets, corner cabinet and stove hood.

Credit for the cc included in the download: 13pumpkin, Aggressive Kitty, Aira-cc, Awingedllama, Baufive, DK Sims, Honeycuts , IllogicalSims, KKB, Linacherie, Meinkatz, Mio-Sims, Myshunosun, NynaeveDesign, Peacemaker IC, Pocci, Sanoysims, Sforzinda, Slox, Spirashun, Syboulette

Reshade used for screenshots: Dove 2.0 by Kindlespice

T.O.O.L-mod by Twisted Mexi was used to create this build. You don't need it to place the lot, but I recommend that you go check it out. It can be found here: https://twistedmexi.com

I hope you enjoy my build. Please tag me if you share any gameplay pictures from the lot, I'd love to see it!

♡ Lilolakes

[rheya28]

Summit Lane Apartments ♥ The Sims 4: Speed Build // CC

♥ Hi guys, today's build is a New York inspired apartment block located in San MyShuno. It consists of three units with different layouts suited for all your beautiful sims!

I furnished 1 out of the 3 units. Feel free to furnish the rest! You also have the option to download a non-furnished version.

READ ME ♥ Please make sure to turn on bb.moveobjects on! ♥ Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ♥ Feel free to tag me if you are using it (videos, photos, etch) I love seeing my build in other people's save files!

SPEED BUILD VIDEO

0:02 Intro

1:10 Speed Build

22:16 Photos

♥ Lot Details:

Lot Name: Summit Lane Apartments

Lot size: 30x30

Location: Spice Market, San MyShuno

♥ MODS:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

Note: I have all parts of all sets in this list, so I highly recommend you guys dl them since I frequently use them in all my builds!

Furnished

Awingedllama: Boholiving, Blooming Rooms

Greenllama: The Woodwind Collection

Joyce : Simple Living

Veranka: Ivy Vines (optional)

The Clutter cat: Dandy Diary

Harrie: Bafroom, Brownstone, COastal, Country, Octave, Shop the look 1 & 2, Spoons

House of Harlix: Baysic, Harluxe, Jardane, Livin RUm, Orjanic, Kichen, Tiny Twavellers

Felix Andre: Berlin, Chateau, Colonial, FLorence, Georgian, Gothic, Grove, Kyoto, London, Paris, Shopthelook, November 2017 , petite Trianon

CharlyPancakes: Much, Maple & S Construction, The lighthouse Collection, Chalk, Insomnia, MIscellenea, Modish, SMol, Modish

Kiwisim4: Blocklhouse bedroom, Blockhouse Outdoor Dining

LittleDIca: Chic Bathroom, Countryside Cabine, RIse&grind

MadameRia: Basic luxe

Mycupofcc: Maple manor- Modernist Collection

Marvell: Sienna COllection

Mlysim: Simple Clothes Racks

Myshunosun: Freja, Gale Dining, Lottie, SImmify, Teenage Dream

Peacemaker: Caine, Coba, Creta, Elsie, Hamptons, Hinterlands, Hundon Bathroom, Myra, Shaker Kitchen

Pierisim: Auntie Vera, Calderone, Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domaine Du Clos, MCM, Oak house, Teeny Weeny, The office, Tilable, Unfold, Winter Garden, Woodland Ranch

Charlypancakes x Pierisim: Precious Promises

Simplistic: Restoration Hardware , Distressed Floral Area

Sixam: Boho Bathroom, Cozy family room, SMall Spaces Laundry Room

Tuds: 2ndwave, Cave, NCTR, SHKR, Wave

UnFurnished

Veranka: Ivy Vines (optional)

Charlypancakes: Munch, Maple & S Construction

FelixAndre: Chateau, Berlin, Colonial, Florence, Georgian, Gothic, Grove, Novermber 2017 set, Paris, Kyoto, Petite Trianon

Harrie: Brownstone Collection, Coastal

LittleDica: Countryside Cabin, Rise & Grind Cafe

FelixAndre x Harrie: Orjanic

Attention: This will be up on my Gallery later this evening! Tray files are all available now

♥ Tray file: Furnished (V1) , Unfurnished (V2)

♥ Origin ID: Applez

♥ Twitter: Rheya28__

♥ Tiktok: Rheya28__

[lizzisimss]

Gonzales Family Home

CC used (list below) Garden Essence in Willow Creek 40 x 30 8 bed, 3 bath $276,606

This build is part of the Lizzisimss Save File.

Aira – https://www.patreon.com/airacc

Birdie lamp

Frog incense

Froggy cushion

Ghibli clay 2

Ghibli painting

Heart night lamp

Mushroom plant

Tablet PC

Toast light

Vanilla flower candle

Vanilla recipe book

Woodenland bear holder

ATS4 – https://www.patreon.com/aroundthesims

Kitchenrack condiments

Kitchenrack utsensils

Brazenlotus - https://www.patreon.com/BrazenLotus

The trouble with plants

Whatever you want

Steezy Skis

Heavy Metal Shelf

Clean sweep

Laundry Made Essentials

charly pancakes - https://www.patreon.com/charlypancakes

The Lighthouse Collection merged

Diaper days

Dinna merged

Lavish Merged

M & S Constructions part I merged

Miscellanea Merged

Modish Merged

Munch merged

Smol merged

Soak merged

Tarot posters simblreen treat 1 2020

Felixandre – https://www.patreon.com/felixandre

Fayun part 2 and 2

Georgian set

Gothic revival interior

London exterior

Greellamas – https://www.patreon.com/greenllamas

KERV

house of harlix - https://www.houseofharlix.com

Orjanic

Bafroom

Baysic Bafroom Merged

Baysic Merged

Harluxe Merged

Jardane

Livin’Rum Merged

The Kichen

Tiny Twavellers Merged

harrie - https://www.patreon.com/heyharrie

Brownstone collection complete merged

Brownstone collection part 1 & 2 merged

Brutalist bathroom

Country collection

Octave part 1, 3 and 4 merged

Porto

Shop the look

Spoons part 1

Stockholm

Kiwisim - https://www.patreon.com/Kiwisim4

Blockhouse

Piha

KKB – https://www.patreon.com/user?u=15789815

Citrus Room

KARLSTAD kitchen

leaf motif - https://leaf-motif.tumblr.com

2202 Magnolia Bathroom

Aubrey office

Basil chair

Botanic boudoir

Calliope bathroom

Devon kitchen

Floret grove

Heirloom kitchen

Ivy hallway

Keller bedroom

Little ceramics

Old hat

Simblreen 2021

Starlight crystals

Sunbeam study

Sunny corner

Twee tablewar

Winter village

Patron gift 1, 2, 5 and 7

Lilis-palace – https://www.patreon.com/lilis_palace

Folklore set off the grid

Littlecakes – https://litttlecakes.tumblr.com/downloadspage

Record Player

I want to believe poster

Twinkly lights

littledica - https://www.patreon.com/littledica

Deligracy merged cottage living update

Countryside cabin merged

Eco kitchen stuff pack merged

Greasy goods merged

Lava lamp merged

Modern rocking chair

Sleek slumber stuff pack merged

Roman holiday merged

Sweet treats merged

Deligracy delicato stuff pack

MadameRia – https://www.patreon.com/MadameRia

Lucky Man Folded Shirts Override

Madlen – https://www.patreon.com/madlen

Kei first aid

Kei plushie

Brizo soap dispenser

Lorens painting

Numi backpack decor

Marvell –https://marvell-world.tumblr.com/download

KC Salt & Pepper

Upcycle books

max 20 - https://www.patreon.com/Max20

Master bedroom

Child dream kit

Classic kitchen

Garden at Home

Poolside lounge

Mechtasims - https://www.patreon.com/mechtasims

Back to School Calendar

Bathroom set

Cyber girl

Desk planner

Essential Clutter

Groovy baby

Wiccan set

Mlys – https://mlyssimblr.tumblr.com/cc-catalog

Pufferhead

Computer emook

Computer mookbook

Deco deskop globe

Mycupofcc –

Colour talk dining stuff

Colour talk kitchen merged

Colour talk livingrm merged

Maple manor the modernist collection living rm

August 2021

Tiny dreamers merged

myshunosun - https://www.patreon.com/myshunosun

Garden stories

Nora living

Riikka

The art room

Zephyr office

Arrie office

Daria bedroom

Dawn abstract

Dawn living

Gale dining

Lottie décor

Moonwood garden

Simmify instant camera

Herbalist kitchen

Simmify part 2

Vanity nook

Networksims - https://www.thesimsresource.com/members/networksims

Max brick floor

Veronique wallpaper

ONI – https://www.patreon.com/oni28

Artist’s old workroom

Kitchen peg board shelf long

peacemaker - https://peacemaker-ic.tumblr.com/TS4O...

Atwood Living

Cozy knits bedding

Creta kitchen

Elsie bedroom

Essa kitchen

Futura merged

Hamptons retreat merged

Hinterlands bedroom

Hinterlands living

Hudson bathroom

Kitayama dining merged

Kitayama living merged

Mid-century eclectic merged

Mina kitchen merged

Moku seating

Phoebe sofa suite

Roarsome kids bedroom merged

Seasons build mode expanded

Strangeville build mod add on

Vara office

Bowed

pierisim - https://www.patreon.com/pierisim

Calderone bedroom

MCM part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 and part 5 merged

Oakhouse part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 merged

The office mini kit

Tidying up

Auntie vera bathroom merged

Coldbrew coffeeshop

Domaine du clos part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 merged

Living room mini kit

Winter garden part 2

Puffersuffer – https://www.patreon.com/puffersuffer

8 pack holiday penguin

19 pack cute cookies

RVSN – https://ravasheen.com/downloads/

Art attack

Smarts content

simplisticsims - http://simplisticsims4.com

Art van gogh

Chinoiserie round rug

Cottage roman curtain

Crafter shelf

RH bottom bunk

RHshadeB

RHshadeC

RH wall art square DH

Round jute rugs

Rustic rug

Taisho merged all

Vintage country art llb

sixamcc - https://imfromsixam.tumblr.com/

Breeze of Greece

Oak&Concrete Kit merged

Artiu

Artz

Home basics

Home Improvement

Home office

Hotel bedroom

Kids room

Luxbath

Retro vibes

Small Spaces

Teen Room

Soolani –https://www.patreon.com/soolani

Iconic album art

SurelySims – https://www.patreon.com/surelysims

KoT Build Floor Lino V4

Fallout baby

SYB – https://www.patreon.com/Syboubou

Bonbon

Galileo

Julie

Laundry

Nathalie

TaurusDesign – https://www.patreon.com/taurusdesign

Cassandra Bathroom

Dina Dining Room

Eliza Walk In Closet

Elsa Kids Room

Jade Build

Lilith Chilling Areas p1 merged

Clutter Cat - https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thec...

Busy bee 2

Busy bee

Cozy cocina

KawaiiKidz

MellowMini

MellowMoods

PetitsPirates

Xfest22

TUDS -https://www.patreon.com/TudTuds

2nd wave mergedpat

Beam parte2 v01 mergd

Cross merged

Ema dining room v02 merged

Wave merged

Awingedllama – https://www.patreon.com/awingedllama

Apartment therapy inspired stuff v2 merged

Blooming rooms plants merged

Tray files are available on my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/lizzisimss

Please consider supporting if you wish :)

[patriunicornio]

Modern New York Apartment

Have you ever dreamed of having a cozy apartment where contemporary art and jazz come together? Then this is your apartment.

This apartment with a color palette dominated by red, black, blue, beige and brown, is a perfect choice for any single man or woman living in Manhattan.

Name: Modern New York Apartment

Price: $ 196,537

Lot type: Room

Furnished

WITH CC

World: San Myshuno (121 Hakim House)

DLC used: City Living and Movie Hangout.

ORIGIN ID: MEDIAGRAMA

My inspiration for this apartment:

This apartment is inspired by abstract art, especially the works of Mark Rothko.

This apartment is also inspired by MY FAVORITE SHOW, Sx and the city. I created this apartment while watching it and it reminds me of the first seasons of the show, Charlotte's art gallery, Mr Big, Carrie and Big, the girls going out for dinner and to have fun, New York, etc.

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List of the cc that I used:

Harrie @harrie-cc: The Coastal Collection 3,4, 6 and 8, Stockholm, Spoons part 2, Octave 3 and 4, Brutalism bathroom, The Country Collection 3

Felixandre @felixandresims: Gatsby set, Florence 1 and 4, Berlin part 1 and 3, Shop the look season, Grove part 3, Fayun part 2, Chateau part 4 and 5, Soho part 3

House of Harlix: Jardane, The Kichen 1 and 2, Livin' Rum, Orjánic part 2, Harluxe, Baysic Bathroom

Pierisim @pierisim: Pantry Party, Combles, Woodland 1 and 3, Unfold, Tilable, David's Apartment 1 and 2, Auntie Vera's Bathroom, Domaine 1, 2, 3 and 4, MCM House part 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5, Winter Garden part 1, The Living-Room, Calderone, The office, Oak house 4 and 5, Tidying up, Teeny Weeny

Max20 @maxsus: Kitchen Appliances Pack, Kitchen Appliances Pack, Mini pack "Home atmosphere"

SIXAM @imfromsixam: Boho Bath, Work from home

My cup of CC: Teenage Dream - Part 01, The Modernist

Carabiner Sims @carabinersims: Computer Lab

Syboulette @syboubou: Contemporary Haven, Country Kitchen, Jules Bedroom

The Clutter Cat @thecluttercat: Bubble Gum, Sunny Sundae 1, 2 and 3, Dandy Diary, Dandy Diary 1, Busy Bee 2 and 1

KKB @kkbsmm: My Cherish Things, Core Subway tile, JOMO Laundry

Bbygyal123 @bbygyal123: Calendar 23

Myshunosun @myshunosun: The Art Room Redux, Thrifted TV, Gale Dining, Simmify Instant Camera, Daria Bedroom

Charlypancakes @charlypancakes: Chalk, Soak, Modish

Littledica @littledica: Bathroom

Tuds @tudtuds: Cross Bed and Bath Set

Lilac Creative @lilaccreative: The Classic Collection

Taurus Design @taurusdesign: Fiona Bathroom

(For more specific information about the cc used in this buid ask in the comments and I will be delighted to respond to you)

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