#charlene darling

[mamotreco]

Charlene Darling thrifting at the record exchange meetup in Paris in the early 2000s

[astarioffsimpmain]

Ohhhh, CHARLEEENE, you beautiful human. 😭🫂💛

This is STUNNING!!!

Elysia and Gale are so beautiful and peaceful here; calm and present and in love. My HEART 😭❤️ Thank you for using my Tav for your artistic journey, I am more than honored, and through this, we've become good friends, which I'm even More thankful for. 🫂

I can't wait to see how you grow and flourish as an artist and find your creative place in the world. My wonderful friend. ♥️

I tried y’all.

My brain just struggles with lighting so fucking much. One day soon I’ll get it, I hope. XD

Either way, I think I accomplished something here. So I’m still proud, even if it’s not like the piece I saw in my head.

Thanks for letting me practice with your Tav @astarioffsimpmain You’re the best 🖤🖤🖤

[heykaya]

Named NPC Stalk Encounters

Extracted from the game’s code (17th October 2024)

Avery, Bailey, Briar, Eden, Harper, Kylar, Leighton, Morgan, and Whitney.

(Bullet point = one of these lines will be said at random)

<== Player is accosted after failing to run, hide or confront ==>

Avery:

“That's enough, brat.”

“When I say come, you come.”

“Who do you think you are, wasting my time?”

“Making me run all over town for you," he spits. "You've earned this."

Bailey:

“Time to pay up.”

“I’m done playing games with you.”

“Thanks for wasting my time," he sneers. "Now hold still.”

“You're almost more trouble than you're worth." He smiles. "Almost.”

Briar:

“Let me show you who's boss around here.”

“One way or another, you're paying me back.”

“There (he/she*) is. The little thorn in my side.”

“No one pisses me off. You're about to find out why.”

*player’s gender.

Eden:

(If player has Stockholm Syndrome: Eden)

“Time to go home.”

“Quiet. I've got you.”

“I knew I'd get you back.”

“Thought you could run away?”

(Without Stockholm Syndrome)

“Don't struggle.”

“No more running.”

“I’ve got you now.”

“I always get my prey.”

Harper:

(If player has the full cow transformation)

“Remy's waiting.”

“We've missed you.”

“Let's get you home.”

“You'll be at peace again.”

(Without cow transformation) 

“Shh. Just relax.”

“Close your eyes.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“You're too tense,” he whispers. “It’s unhealthy.”

Kylar:

“D-don't worry! It's just me!”

“I won't let you get away,” he whispers. "Ever.”

“Looking for me?” he giggles. “I’m right here, silly!”

“I-I couldn't help myself.” He licks his lips. “I need you.”

Leighton:

“Time for your discipline.”

"Good girls obey their superiors."

"Best keep quiet," he whispers. "If you know what's good for you."

"You should be honoured," he whispers. "Most girls are beneath my notice."

Morgan:

“Charlene!”

"There you are, you little sneak!"

"I've found you," he whispers. "At last."

"Don't worry, darling," he coos. "I'm here, now."

Whitney:

“Guess who?"

"Surprise, slut."

"Thought you were safe? Guess again."

"My favourite bitch, all by herself." He grins. "Lucky me."

<== Player successfully uses the “Confront” action ==>

Avery:

(High Rage Avery)

He looks you up and down, then rolls his eyes. "I've no time to waste on you."

He narrows his eyes before turning away with a scoff. "Not worth the effort."

He stops, fixing you with a glare. "I'm a busy. Lucky for you, I have places to be."

He walks on. You feel tense.

(Else: If Avery not angry)

He raises an eyebrow, smirking. "Is that your idea of a proper greeting?" He laughs as he walks on.

He stops and stares at you, brow furrowed. He brushes past you without a word.

He crosses his arms and holds up his phone. "Do you mind?" He walks on, trying to pick up his conversation.

You feel a little silly.

Bailey:

He doesn't break eye contact as he passes, but ultimately leaves you alone.

He stops in front of you, stares in silence, then continues on his way.

He stands in front of you and raises his phone. You hear a click. He leaves without a word.

You let out a shaky breath as he walks on.

Briar:

He smirks, eyes you up and down, then walks right past you.

He bursts out laughing. "You? That's rich."

He lets out a sharp bark of laughter. "Cute. Now get out of my way.”

He peers at you over his shoulder as he walks on. You feel tense.

Harper:

He stops. His polite smile doesn't falter.

“Lashing out at innocent passersby is a sure sign of stress, you know."

"For some people, anger is just a cry for help. Please, be well."

"You look troubled. Don't be afraid to ask for help."

He walks on. You feel tense.

Eden:

(If in the forest)

He stares for a moment, then silently slinks between the trees

(If in the Moor)

He stares for a moment, then silently slinks into the fog.

(If located elsewhere)

He stares for a moment, then silently slinks into an alley.

You let out a shaky breath.

Kylar:

He mutters something under his breath. You can't make it out. He scurries past you.

He tenses as you turn around, barely managing an awkward smile and a wave before hurrying past you.

He freezes up, before bolting in the opposite direction. You're left bewildered.

Leighton:

He tuts. "How uncouth. If I weren't so busy, I'd discipline you myself."

He raises an eyebrow, then turns away. "I'll overlook that remark."

He looks down at you with contempt, muttering under his breath. "Disrespectful brats."

He walks on. You feel a little silly.

Morgan:

He stops in his tracks and gasps. "You're right! I forgot the scones!" He runs off in the opposite direction, leaving you bewildered.

He stumbles past you as if you weren't there. You watch him leave, babbling to himself all the while.

He smiles and waves as he walks past you. You feel silly, and more than a little confused.

Whitney:

He shoves past you, almost knocking you over. You dust yourself off, thankful nothing worse became of it.

He throws his hands up, smiling innocently. "Just admiring the view from back here." He smacks your bottom as he walks on.

Just as he draws near, he jumps at you with a loud "Boo!" You flinch on instinct. "Wuss," he laughs as he leaves you behind.

<== NPC walks by due to lack of boldness ==>

Avery:

Avery chats on his phone as he passes. He ignores you.

Avery peers at you from the corner of his eye as he passes. He leaves you alone.

Avery walks by. He doesn't glance at you.

Bailey:

Bailey walks by, too busy on the phone to acknowledge you.

Bailey peers at you from the corner of his eye as he passes. He leaves you alone.

Bailey thumps his shoulder against yours as he passes. He doesn't look up.

You let out a shaky breath.

Briar:

Briar winks over his shoulder as he walks on by.

Briar stops, stares at you over his shoulder, then continues on his way.

Briar walks by. He doesn't so much as glance at you.

Eden:

Suddenly seized by primal fear, you turn around. You're alone.

Eden stomps past you, almost shoving you to the ground in his haste.

You hear movement behind you. You turn to catch a glimpse of Eden/a large figure disappearing between the trees/into the fog/into an alley*.

*(Depending on location: Forest, Moor, elsewhere)

Harper:

Harper jots notes in a journal as he passes. He ignores you.

Harper peers at you from the corner of his eye as he passes. He leaves you alone.

Harper walks by. He doesn't glance at you.

Kylar:

Kylar walks right by you, his gaze fixed to the floor.

You feel a tug on your arm from behind. When you turn, nobody's there.

Kylar passes without looking up, leaving you alone.

Leighton:

Leighton leers as he passes, but otherwise leaves you alone.

Leighton gives you a passing nod. He continues on his way.

Leighton walks by, too busy tinkering with his watch to notice you.

Morgan:

Morgan cheerfully hums as he passes, all but ignoring you.

Morgan stumbles past you as if you weren't there.

You hear a gasp behind you. You turn in time to catch a fleeting glimpse of Morgan/a figure scurrying away.

Whitney:

Whitney flicks a cigarette butt over his shoulder as he passes. It bounces off your cheek.

Whitney smacks your bottom as he passes. He flashes a smug smirk over his shoulder.

Whitney smacks your bottom as he passes. Hes gone before you can get a good look at him.

Whitney picks at his nails as he passes. Hes too engrossed to notice you.

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[a-aexotic]

𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡, chapter 1

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ! 3.5k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ! familial issues, underage drinking, tension (between literally every LOL), blair/serena hating each other, you/blair and you/serena being besties lol, a lotta winfrey lore

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ! ahhhh im super excited, as always please lmk your thoughts !!

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PRESENT DAY.

Hey, Upper East Siders, Gossip Girl here, and I have the most surprising news ever. Y/N Winfrey spotted back in town after she disappeared for almost 6 months. But where has she been all this time? Sources tell me she's been living it up in the City of Love, Paris. Oh la la! But what brings our darling Y/N back to the Big Apple after all this time? Could it be a scandalous affair, a family feud, or perhaps a fashionable rendezvous with the elite of Parisian society?

Rumors are swirling as to the reason behind Y/N's sudden return. Some say she's back to reclaim her rightful place among Manhattan's elite, while others speculate that she's returned to stir up trouble in the already turbulent waters of Upper East Side.

But what of Y/N's infamous entourage? Will her loyal subjects, Nate, Isabell, Kati and Blair, welcome her back with open arms, or will there be whispers of betrayal and backstabbing among the ranks of Manhattan's elite?

Will she pick up right where she left off, ruling the social scene with her signature grace? Or has her time away changed her in ways we can't even imagine? So grab your designer handbags and your most scandalous gossip, Upper East Siders, because things are about to heat up in the city that never sleeps. XOXO, Gossip Girl.

As the sleek black limousine rolled to a stop in front of the towering building, the door swung open with a soft whoosh, revealing the figure of Y/N Winfrey stepping out into the cool Manhattan air.

With a flick of your hair, you cast a cool gaze towards your old home, a grand penthouse that stood as a testament to the wealth and power of the Winfrey family. The familiar sight of the elegant facade stirred a flurry of emotions within you, memories both bitter and sweet flooding your mind as you took in your old home.

You were too focused on the old home to hear your mother come up from behind you, putting a hand on her shoulder as she examined the home as well. She hadn't been there since the divorce, which was almost a decade ago.

"I know you're nervous, Y/N. But don't let any of them get to you, okay?" Her voice rang in your ears as you nodded slowly. You weren't sure who she was referring to; your father's new family or your old friends. Or maybe, all of the above.

"Okay," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper. "I won't."

With a reassuring squeeze of your mother's hand, you gathered your resolve and stepped forward, ready to face whatever awaited you within the walls of your old home.

Your new family met you with open arms and it felt strange to be back home, the same home you'd left; except, everything inside had changed. There were no more pictures of you anywhere, they were all replaced with wedding photos or pictures of your new stepsister, Charlene. It made your stomach twist in disgust, you couldn't believe your father had a brand-new, shiny family. The perfect family he'd prayed for, you were almost happy for him. Almost.

"So how was Paris, Y/N? Did you like it?" Josie's voice brought you back to real life. You turned your gaze up to meet hers, a tight smile on your lips. You were sat in the living room of the penthouse, alongside your mother and stepmother.

"It was... fun," you reply carefully, your tone neutral. You couldn't bring yourself to admit just how much you missed Paris, how it had felt more like home than this place ever did. Instead, you plastered on a facade of indifference, hoping to shield yourself. "It's too bad that we left."

Your mother let out a light laugh as she glanced back at you. "We'll be back as soon as we can. I just missed New York so much and I'm so happy to be back." What she didn't mention was that the only reason she was back was for her business, she wanted to open more shops in Manhattan.

"Yeah, it's nice to be back," you replied, forcing a smile. Despite your mother's attempt to lighten the mood, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of your stomach.

Josie, your stepmother, chimed in, her voice cheerful. "I'm glad to hear that. I'm sure you'll adjust to being back in no time. Especially with Eleanor's party tonight, you'll be attending that... right?"

"Yes, yes she will." Your mother answered for you. You knew that your mother wanted to reintroduce you back into Manhattan society but you didn't even have time to adjust back into New York time, you were jetlagged.

You didn't want to even think about why you even left in the first place. When you decided to leave, you promised that when you'd come back, you'd leave it in the past. You'd leave him in the past.

Nate. The mere thought of him sent a shiver down your spine, a reminder of the heartache you had endured before leaving for Paris. You had promised yourself that you would never allow him back into your life, that you would move on and leave the past where it belonged.

Lost in your thoughts, you barely noticed as your mother and stepmother continued to discuss the details of the upcoming event, their voices fading into the background as your mind wandered back to memories you had long tried to forget.

──౨ৎ──

"And if they ask you about the business, what do you say?" Your mother quizzed you as she put on lipgloss, looking into the mirror of the hallway of the building that Blair's penthouse resided in.

You tore your gaze away from your own reflection to meet your mother's eyes, a sense of unease creeping into your stomach. "I'll say that things are going well," you replied, your tone carefully neutral. "That we're expanding and looking for new opportunities in Manhattan."

Your mother nodded in approval, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Good," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of pride. "Just remember to keep it vague. We're a family, and we need to show the world that we're strong, no matter what."

You forced a smile, though the weight of your mother's words hung heavy in the air. The facade of unity was fragile, and you knew that beneath the surface, tensions simmered, threatening to boil over at any moment.

Your mother finally finished her lip gloss, focusing now solely on you. "Remember, confidence is key. You're representing not just yourself, but our entire family."

"Got it." You answered, the words coming out as more of a reassurance to yourself than to her.

Her words echoed in your mind as you followed her towards Blair's penthouse, the anticipation of Eleanor's party looming ever closer. The elevator dinged and the door opened, revealing the glamorous penthouse of the Waldorf's. Your mother's hand found yours as she squeezed it, reassuring as you two walked back into Manhattan's elite society.

"Priscilla Winfrey! You made it!"

Your mother's head turned to meet Eleanor, a charming smile enveloping her lips as she walked toward her.

"Oh, and is that Y/N?" Eleanor gasped as she studied you, taking every little detail in. "You look absolutely stunning, sweetheart. You're starting to look more and more like your mother every passing day."

"Thank you, Ms. Waldorf," you replied graciously, offering her a polite smile. Despite the compliment, you couldn't shake the sense of unease that gnawed at you.

Eleanor's gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before she turned her attention back to your mother, engaging her in conversation. Left momentarily alone, you scanned the room, taking in the familiar faces that surrounded you.

Your eyes landed on your old friend group, all seated on the couch. A sense of nostalgia hit you as you examined their faces, all the nights you'd spent partying with them playing in your head. Isabell, Kati and Chuck sat as they spoke, talking about God knows what.

You couldn't help but wonder where Blair was, it was her party and she wasn't with her friends. And of course, Nate.

Chuck's eyes finally met yours, a wide smirk on his lips as his eyes fell on your body before back to your eyes. But before you could go up to them, you heard an excited squeal behind you.

"Y/N!"

You recognize that voice anywhere; it was Blair. She enveloped you in a tight hug, her excitement palpable as she pulled back to study your face. "Oh my God, it's been too long." she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling but there was something you couldn't quite place. "You look amazing, as always."

You were nervous, it had been so long since you'd seen your old best friend. Your stomach twisted in guilt as you gave her a tight smile, her hands squeezing yours. "Thank you, Blair. You looked stunning but I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that."

Blair's smile faltered for just a moment before she regained her composure, a flash of something unreadable passing through her eyes. "Thank you, Y/N," she replied, her tone warm but tinged with an undercurrent of tension. "I'm just glad you're here. Like, really here."

You and Blair had been close since you were kids, your families being close since the beginning of time, basically. Your mothers were best friends in school and now, you are too. Before you left Paris, you told Blair and Serena and made sure to give them calls whenever you could. But soon, Serena stopped answering your calls and according to Blair, she just disappeared to a boarding school in Connecticut.

Blair still didn't know the real reason you fled to Paris and that gulit chipped at you everyday, even more now as you saw her lips curve into a rare genuine smile.

"I've missed you, Blair," you replied, your voice tinged with sincerity. "It's good to be back."

"It's good to have you back, Y/N." Blair gave your hand a squeeze before she spoke again. "Excuse me for two seconds, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Of course, Blair," you replied, offering her a reassuring smile as she excused herself.

You let out a sigh before turning your focus back to your mom, who was now in a conversation with a person you weren't sure you knew the name of. You knew you couldn't bother her right now, she was networking.

With a resigned sigh, you resigned yourself to the role of observer, content to blend into the background as your mother worked her magic in the world of Manhattan's elite. It wasn't the first time you had found yourself sidelined in favor of your mother's professional pursuits, and you knew it wouldn't be the last.

You couldn't blame her, though. After the divorce, her career had become more than just a family business—it had become her lifeline, it was the only thing she still had.

You remembered the days that followed your parents' separation, the way your mother had thrown herself into her work with a fervor bordering on obsession. It had been her way of coping, her way of escaping the pain and heartache that had threatened to consume her. You didn't blame her, her high school sweetheart had left her for a woman almost half her age, closer in age with her daughter than her.

You found the drinks table quickly, grabbing a glass of champagne and taking a sip of it. As you lifted the glass to your lips, the cool and crisp taste of the champagne washed over your tongue, distracting you from the emotions swirling within you. With a sigh of contentment, you leaned against the table, letting the hum of conversation and laughter wash over you.

As you scanned the room, your eyes fell on a familiar brunette. Your heart skipped a beat as you realized who it was; the person you'd been wanting to escape since you left for Paris. His bright blue eyes met yours and you felt a rush of conflicting emotions flood through you. It was Nate, your once-close friend, the one person who had been a constant presence in your life before everything changed.

His gaze held surprise as he caught sight of you across the room, and for a moment, you found yourself unable to tear your eyes away from him. You were frozen, unable to move as he approached you.

You couldn't escape him now.

Nate's lips curved into a smile as he took you in, with all your glory. "Y/N, you're back. It's, uh... good to see you."

"Yeah, you too." You responded, giving him a short answer.

Nate's smile faltered slightly at your response, a flicker of disappointment flashing across his features before he quickly masked it. "So, uh... how have you been?" he asked, his tone cautious as though treading on uncertain ground.

"I've been good. And you?"

"Me too. I'm happy you're back." He looked down at the glass of champagne as he let out a chuckle. "I'm glad you still have that taste of champagne, some things just never change."

You couldn't help but smile at Nate's attempt to lighten the mood, the tension between you easing ever so slightly. "Yeah, some things never change," you agreed, a hint of warmth creeping into your voice.

"Nate!" Blair's voice echoed as she came up to the two of you, grabbing his arm. "You don't mind if I steal him for a second, Y/N."

You and Nate exchanged looks before you tore your eyes from him and back to Blair, a forced smile playing on your lips. "Of course not, he's all yours." In more ways than one, you thought to yourself as the two walked away, leaving you alone once again.

Before you could relish in being alone again, your mother's voice rang behind you. "Y/N! Blair! Look who's back."

You turned to meet the blonde you'd once called your best friend. Serena. Her gaze held excitement as she found yours, you began walking toward and engulfing her in a big embrace.

You didn't know why she left for Connecticut but you knew she would tell you and Blair eventually. You, Serena and Blair had always been close and tight-knit, no matter the circumstances.

Serena pulled out of the hug and put her hands on your shoulders as she studied your face, a grin on her face. "You're glowing, Y/N."

"Says you. How did you get even more blonde since I've seen you?" You teased as she let out a laugh.

Serena's laughter echoed through the hallway, a sound that filled you with a sense of warmth and familiarity. Despite the time that had passed since you had last seen each other, it felt as though no time had passed at all.

"I've been spending way too much time in the sun," Serena admitted with a playful grin, her blue eyes sparkling. "But enough about me, tell me everything. How was Paris? Did you meet any cute French boys?"

You chuckled at Serena's teasing. "Paris was amazing," you replied, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you recalled your time. "And as for French boys, well, let's just say they definitely live up to the hype."

Serena laughed, nudging you playfully with her elbow. "I knew it!"

"Serena?"

You both turned to face Blair, a unreadable expression on her face before she quickly masked it with excitement. She pulled her into a tight hug but you could feel the tension, what the hell did you miss when you were Paris?

"So good to see you, how are you?" Blair pulled out of the hug as she looked in between you.

"Oh, look! The girls are back together, my heart is gonna burst." Eleanor gasped as she observed the scene in front of her, oblivious to the tension in the room. "Are you staying for dinner, I'll set a place next to Y/N and Blair!"

"Yeah, um, there's somewhere I have to go." Serena looked in between you, a guilty expression on her face.

"You're leaving?" Blair's voice sounded hurt as she looked back at Serena.

"Yeah... I don't feel well, I-I just wanted to come and say hi. I'll see you guys at school tomorrow." Serena responded as she slowly began to back up, before she turned away.

Blair's expression dropped immediately back to a bitter expression, looking back to you. "At least you're staying. Who needs Serena anyway?" She whispered the last part as she turned away and began walking away.

You began following behind her, "What did I miss?"

"What do you mean?"

You caught up to Blair and you two began walking toward the couch. "I mean... with you and S?"

"Serena." She corrected. "And nothing except all you know. She left without saying a word, to none of us." Blair sounded bitter but you knew deep down, she was just hurt.

"Well, maybe something happened."

"With what?" Chuck joined the conversation as Blair glared at him. You could feel Chuck's gaze on your dress as he smirked.

"Mind your business, Chuck." Blair spoke as she rolled her eyes.

You caught Chuck's gaze, his smirk igniting a spark of annoyance within you. "Chuck, it's not polite to stare," you retorted, your tone sharp as you shot him a pointed look. Some things never do change, you thought.

Chuck's smirk widened at your words, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Forgive me, I couldn't help but admire the view," he replied smoothly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You did some growing up in Paris, I could tell." His eyes were focused on your dress as you scoffed.

"Paris does wonders for a person," you replied dryly, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing you flustered.

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"I'm pregnant! Surprise, Y/N!" Josie shouted as your father pulled her in closer, your jaw slowly falling. She's... what? Your fork clattered against the plate, the sound echoing in the tense silence that followed Josie's announcement. Pregnant? The word echoed in your mind, disbelief and shock washing over you in waves.

Your head was pounding, you got home around 12:30 last night because the party lasted a little longer than expected. You were just trying to enjoy your breakfast before school, but then they drop this bombshell on you.

"Wh-what?" You finally managed to stammer out, your eyes wide with disbelief as you looked at Josie. "How does, uh, Charlene feel about it?"

Charlene was Josie's daughter from her previous relationship, she was about two years younger than you and... well, you couldn't stand her.

"You can ask her yourself!" Josie's gaze moved behind you and you turned to face Charlene. Speak of the devil.

Charlene's lips curved into a smile, though there was a flicker of something else in her eyes. "Super excited. I mean, I can't wait to be an older sister."

There was awkward silence before you got up from the dining table, clearing your throat. "Well... I have to get ready for school. This was really nice."

You got up and began walking up the stairs, ignoring their stares. You wanted to stay with your mom but she was staying at The Palace and your father insisted you stayed with them and his shiny new family.

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[telekinetictrait]

"Choose a place where you won't do very much harm – yes, choose a place where you won't do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine." (A Room With A View – E.M. Forster, 1908)

tadaa!! we're in the brand new century! i really like the 1900s so i based the sim off myself again, sorry. i just really really like the 1900s.

at first, there wasn't a lot of change between the 1890s and the 1900s. the "S" shape was still the ideal body shape attained via corsets and fabric cuts, and the ideal hairstyles were still updos/pompadours. the gibson girl was still a style icon, with her puffy, loose sleeves and large hairdos. hats, of course, were still a staple in most women's wardrobes. many dresses of this period contained lace in some way, as a trim or as a key element. as the decade goes on, the ideal body shape gets a bit more "natural", turning to a more "tubular" silhouette.

1800s directory

cc links under the cut!

see my resources page for genetics

katarina : ivka's charlene hair (updated by blueplumbbob) / batsfromwesteros' late victorian daywear / chere-indolente's dans la serre bow accessory

keely : the-melancholy-maiden's gibson curl updo + hair flower / simsbrush's gibson girl dress

khyrstyna : gilded-ghosts' gilded gibson hair (updated by blueplumbbob) / gilded-ghosts' pomp and plume hat / dzifasims' holmes dress

kielo : lilis-palace's seasons of ladies hats spring hat / linzlu's miss peacock dress

kjersti : gilded-ghosts' gilded gibson hair (updated by blueplumbbob) / linzlu's miss peacock hat / gilded-ghosts' promenade dress

klytaimnestra : twentiethcenturysims' darling hair + evening gown / the-melancholy-maiden's gibson curl hair flower / simverses' mistress mysterious scarf

knox : buzzardly28's sophie hair / vanillapuffcc's daisy hat / javitrulovesims' summers in henford dress / timeless-simmin's parasol accessory

kora : the-melancholy-maiden's gibson curl updo / lilis-palace's seasons of ladies hats fall hat / linzlu's eloise dress (download here)

kveta : waxesnostalgic's mushroom hat / linzlu's marilla suit (download here)

kylise : the-melancholy-maiden's imogen bandeau / acanthus-sims' rose brooch / alainas-sims' waekey scallop top recolor / simsfromthepasts' edwardian skirt

thank you to @blueplumbbob @batsfromwesteros @chere-indolente @the-melancholy-maiden @simsbrush @gilded-ghosts @dzifasims @lilis-palace @linzlu @twentiethcenturysims @simverses @buzzardly28 @vanillapuffcc @javitrulovesims @timeless-simmin @waxesnostalgic @acanthus-sims @alainas-sims and @simsfromthepast !!!

[constance-emmeline]

"Oh, Charlene! Please help me with my zip! I also think the edging of my bra is tangled in it!"

"Oh, Rosalie! My darling! Of course I can help!"

[ceceliaahathaway]

@sofiedekker Event: Reunion Dated: 22nd of March, 2024 Location: The Hathaway/Carrigan Estate, Fulham

As the sun filtered through her new Pierre Frey curtains, illuminating her and Adam's recently renovated bedroom, Cece stirred from her slumber with an air of cinematic grace. A smile spread across her face, as she remembered the plans she had for that day. A long overdue reunion with her favorite vixen. Perhaps calling one her 'favorite' was a tad unfair to the others, as she did love them all. What she meant, though, was… her most trusted vixen. She had after all left her in charge of keeping tabs on Charlene, while she'd spent the last year galavanting around Spain.

Adjusting her silk robe around her old Chicago Bulls shirt, Cece made her way through what she could only believe would be an empty house. The girls with their studies and Adam with his meeting in Southhampton. Yes, today would just be her, Sofie and Happy. Speaking of that dog where was he? A quiet house with a dog only spelled trouble and Cece hadn't seen him since she'd put him to bed at the end of her own last night. Anything, anything but another one of her pashminas!

Well anything but that.

Stepping into her once immaculate kitchen, Cece found her eyes widening in disbelief. There, across the pristine Italian tile work, lay a trail of canine excrement. "HAPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYY!" Her nostrils flared in disgsut as the acrid stench assailed her senses. A scent so offensive she was going to call up that Organic Dog Food company she'd recently ordered from and demand a refund.

Grabbing up an entire roll of paper towel, the blonde started triple wrapping her hands as she prepared to lean forward and touch the horror that laid before her. Of course that was when she'd heard the pitter patter of dog paws enter the kitchen from stage left. Turning, she made eyes with the guilty. Her eyes sending him scampering back to God knows where. The farm (again)? She wished.

Tiptoeing around the offending mess, Cece did her best to hold her breath and tackle the current situation with as much strength and resolve as she could muster. She told herself: Sofie would be here any minute, and there was nothing, not even her current predicament that would stop her from entertaining her darling Sofie.

After finishing, spraying, and lighting one of her favourite candles (no, not the ones from Harrods, Ayaz). Cece managed to run back upstairs, disinfect, shower and dress all before the doorbell chimed Sofie's arrival. Sure, she hadn't had time to prepare her sandwiches, but after the assault from earlier, she'd decided today was an Uber Eats kind of day.

"Darling! How do you feel about Sushi and Prosecco?"

[lolathepeacocklord]

hi lolah can i also be bingoed pleas

oh yes of COUURSEEEEE MY CHARLES Y. CHARLEN!!!!!

I just came to the realization recently that I like, remember your bugsnax art from early this year and you were like a really banger artist I love love loved to see pop up!!! I don't know why it took me so long to realize that you're the dude, but you're like such a darling and strange beast and youre so UNHINGED like you're so incredibly funny it's right up my alley. I can feel and get behind your love for snorpingd ton soooooo much, I feel the exact same way about the man you have presented me in my inbox this lovely evening. You're just overall really groovy and I believe like the newest addition to our friend group!!! You're so swag and epic mwa mwa kissens you on da forehead <33

[galactic-pirates]

@tinknevertalks thanks for the tag :) I know you also tagged me on the WIP poll post but as I don't really have any fanfic WIPs I wasn't sure how to do that one. I did appreciate it though. I always get a warm awww when someone thinks enough of me to tag, so thank you.

Anyway!

Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll roughly to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.

I think I'll do my last 10 posted on AO3? That seems reasonable. So in reverse order (most recently posted at #1)

1) Somewhere to Belong (Star Trek: Picard, Seven/Raffi)

“Insubordination.” Raffi snorted. “Picard does bring that out in people. Although really… Seven…” she sighed.

2) Time Will Tell (Sanctuary, James/John/Helen)

“I take it the two of you have finally decided to stop dancing around one another,” Helen noted dryly.

3) We Belong to the Future (The Librarians, Eve/Flynn)

“Thirty years we travelled, somewhere new every week. I barely noticed beyond the season change. I didn’t count the years. Well I suppose I did but not…” Charlene trailed off, shaking her head. “It’s all different. The world has changed around us, but we’re still the same.”

4) Odyssey: Future's Legacy (Sanctuary/Warehouse 13, James/John/Helen, Myka/HG, Artie/MacPherson)

“Hey, Artie,” Claudia answered. “Yeah, we’re almost done here, I think Fang-boy just found it.” Nikola twisted to glare at her. He accepted such indignities from the wolf-boy, as they traded such things, but really? And he had thought Claudia respected him. He stalked forward, aware that his demeanour was probably like that of an offended cat, Nigel used to roast him for it. Nikola didn’t usually think of Nigel much, he had been dead over six decades, but the case, centering around the griffins as it did, was conjuring up many old memories of Griffin. It was a shame he hadn’t lived to see his namesake.

5) Dancing on Broken Glass (Star Trek: Picard, Seven/Raffi)

Seven set her mouth in a firm line. It felt incongruous to keep dancing like there was nothing wrong, when suddenly everything felt wrong between them. The mood had changed from flirty to unhappy tension in the blink of an eye. Suddenly Seven realised that the tension wasn’t just stemming from them.

6) Celebrate the Day (Sanctuary)

Every Christmas after that for the next few years they’d built Lego decorations. It had been the tradition of their childhood. Helen had felt a pang the year they’d stopped. Henry had reached the age where he was old enough to start building anything he wanted for real, and Ashley had been so eager to grow up and leave toys behind her. Now the tradition was passed to the next generation.

7) Gentleman of Blood (Sanctuary, James/John/Helen)

“War is coming,” James commented, with terrifying certainty. Helen sighed. “I wish you would stop saying that, James.” James turned to look at her, his eyes flickering to John behind her, and then back to meet her eyes. “I wish it weren’t true, darling,” he said apologetically. “But Europe is a powder keg. It’s only a matter of time, and with these investments Worth stood to make a fortune when it happened.”

8) Focused Avoidance (Warehouse 13, Artie/MacPherson)

He’d tried warning Myka, he’d even referenced James directly, but she hadn’t seen the obvious parallel and he hadn’t elaborated. An agent had to trust their partner. Artie had trusted MacPherson with his very soul and had been burned - rather literally if you took into account the Phoenix artifact. Perhaps because of what had happened with James, Artie had picked up the sparks between Myka and the thrice-damned HG Wells almost from the start, almost certainly before anyone else bar Mrs Frederic of course.

9) The Tragic Tail (Sanctuary, Helen/James)

“It’s April 14th,” Helen murmured. That meant nothing to James but his gut clenched. It meant something to Helen and there was a catch in her voice, something that told him that very soon it would mean a lot to him.

10) It takes little effort to watch a man carry a load (Sanctuary, James/John)

James shook his head. “No. I’m quite sure John killed those poor women but the real question is why. Don’t you see, Nikola?” James pleaded. “There has to be a reason. John would never have done… that on his own. I will find out what happened, and I will save him from it, if it’s the last thing I do.”

I don't think I know 10 people well enough to tag sadly. So tagging @purlturtle, @sarcasticsciencefictionwriter, @rinari7, @enterprise-come-in and @ussjellyfish and of course anyone who wants to do it :)

[areseebee]

Hi! I know imstressedx just posted a fic (right? I’m not crazy?) but I was wondering if you had any other recs for James & Erin fic (to tide us over while you’re working).

yes, you are correct! @imstressedx just posted a banger the other day (which would also be on this list, but since you mentioned it, i'll link it right off the top for the good people of tumblr):

talking about the way things change by @imstressedx - a "missing scene" after 3x06 that feels like it actually happened with its representation of clare's grief. plus, some james and erin that i'm still thinking about days later.

and i am happy to share my other favorites! but i want to caveat and say that i am very bad at keeping up with my "marked for later" list - when i am writing fanfiction, i tend to be a bad reader of fanfiction, and vice versa - and i know that there are a lot of great fics out there that i just haven't read yet. i recommend checking out @derrygirlstrash's fic rec list as well for a few that aren't on here, and i would love to hear folks chime in with their favorites!

in order of the tabs open in my browser, to which there is no order at all, my favs are:

a different way to be by tiffanyachings - a sweet one-shot from erin's POV as she and james walk to prom in season 2. i think it gets erin so right.

darling, i fancy you by lovealwayskatie - another short and sweet one about erin trying to keep her feelings about james secret and failing kind of spectacularly.

the mystery solvers of derry by queercosette (looks like this one's restricted on ao3 so you'll have to sign in to read it) - a derry girls/scooby doo AU that is a TREAT. it's still a WIP, but so far i think the mysteries have been so well thought through and have such a particular scooby-doo-esque quality to them that is truly skilled. it involves every member of the gang in a major way and gets the character voices just right.

a decade and then some by madeinfrance - the first derry girls fic that i loved. the title says it all: it's about the decade between when the show ends and when james and erin get together.

and last on this list but first in my heart: what a girl wants by @derrygirlstrash/carouselunique - also a WIP (fingers crossed that it won't be for long), but best described in one word: hijinks! featuring james being down horrible for erin and an incredibly fun characterization of aisling and charlene kavanaugh. i have been lucky to get to read ahead on this one and there's a jerin scene in the next chapter that makes me grin so big.

i have also recently enjoyed the work of private_bryan, burningsoftly, @erinquinnfromderry, and nowgodsstandupforbastards!

[bettyfrommars]

How many parts of im on fire is there gonna be do u think? Plz tell me Charlene is gone forever 👏🏻

hey darling nonnie

there are 18 chapters of I’m on Fire, and I just posted the finale, but there are many several oneshots and blurbs you can find on the masterlist. Plus an epilogue coming in the spring.

As far as Charlene…🙃 I don’t know how far you are, but she has a lot to do with the plot throughout the series (I love a good villain). But I think you will appreciate how the series ends. Hopefully, anyway.

[shy-fairy-levele3]

2022 Book List

It’s that time of year again! I feel it is close enough to the end of the year for me to post my accumulated reading list for the last year. Another stellar year with 35 books read! 

Our Violent End Chole Gong

The Chronicles of Prydain: The Book of Three Lloyd Alexander

The Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks Mackenzie Lee  

The Chronicles of Prydain: The Black Cauldron Lloyd Alexander

Gideon the Ninth Tamsyn Muir  

The Mysterious Study of Doctor Sex Tamsyn Muir

The Chronicles of Prydain: The Castle of Llyr Lloyd Alexander

The Chronicles of Prydain: Taran Wanderer Lloyd Alexander

Harrow the Ninth Tamsyn Muir

The Chronicles of Prydain: The High King Lloyd Alexander

The Kids in the Hall: One Dumb Guy Paul Myers

The Last Laugh Mindy McGinnis

Critical Role Vox Machina: Origins Volume 1

Critical Role Vox Machina: Origins Volume 2

It Ain't Easy: Long John Baldry and the Birth of the British Blues Paul Myers

The Matchmaker's Lonely Heart Nancy Campbell Allen

Dread Penny Society #1: The Lady and the Highwayman Sarah M Eden  

Fledgling Octavia Butler

Manuscript Found in Accra Paulo Coelho

The Kiss Murder Mehmet Murat Somer

Dread Penny Society #2: The Gentleman and the Thief Sarah M Eden  

Wendy, Darling A.C. Wise

Hooked A.C. Wise  

Dread Penny Society #3: The Merchant and the Rogue Sarah M Eden  

Wayward Children: Where the Drowned Girls Go Seanan McGuire

InCryptid: Spelunking Through Hell Seanan McGuire  

The Witch’s Heart Genevieve Gornichec  

The Wisteria Society of Lady Scoundrels India Holton

October Daye: When Sorrows Come Seanan McGuire  

Grave Surprise Charlene Harris

An Ice-Cold Grave Charlene Harris

Foul Lady Fortune Chloe Gong

Dread Penny Society #4: The Bachelor and the Bride Sarah M Eden

Elektra Jennifer Saint    

The League of Gentlewomen Witches India Holton

I started some series, I’ve finished some series. I found new favourite authors and revisited some old favourites. Please take them as recommendations, or if you have read any of the same books come talk about them with me!   Reminder you can also follow me on The Storygraph to see what I am reading in real time, where I am simply shy_fairy   

Previous Years Reading lists can be found here: 2021 2020 2019 2018 2017 2016 2015

[fumikomiyasaki]

Can I ask for 🌺 with Zyan and Jaiden or 🌻 with Charlene and Fabio?

Various flowers

SEND 🌺 - FOR YOUR MUSE TO PUT A FLOWER ON MY MUSES’ HAIR.

Zyan sighed... He wasn’t really fond looking at the pool of the dorm...especially cause of his fear of the water. However as he looked down the water waiting for some of the other Valhunny members to be done, he saw a familar face in the waters reflection and lifted his head.Seeing Jaiden smile at him he couldn’t help but to smile back... it was like the day was saved.

“Zyan darling... are you free right now?”

“Well... I do have to wait for my dorm mates to be done but then, yes.”

“Good can you sit still, cause I want to give you a hint where I wanted to take you?”

Zyan tilted his had and then agreed to sit still... as Jaiden fumbled a rose in his hair... causing him to grow slight red looking at it.

“I heard the Relinookton dorm had a themed garden full of roses... you really want me to accompany you?”

“Of course, Darling. You need a break and I would love to be close with you... “

Zyan was silent but then got up holding Jaidens hand.

“Do you believe in destiny... in fate?”

“I... am unsure?”

“I feel like Fate always guides you to me when I feel the most down.”

“Did you feel hurt again?”

“No just... bad memories...”

Jaiden leaned to him and kissed him on the cheek.

“Then its time to get you distracted.”

SEND 🌻 - FOR OUR MUSES TO LIE DOWN IN A FIELD OF FLOWERS TOGETHER.

In general he was tapping his pen impatient as Carol tutored him... his relationship with Charlene was fairly new and he was always a little unsure how to approach it... eventually Carol noticed his lack of concentration.

“Seriously... if you ask me to learn take it serious... what is on your mind, Fabio?”

“I... just am unsure what I should do... as a boyfriend... I don’t wanna dissapoint her.”

Carol had a calm smile and a nod... “How about you just take her out to relax... I saw a pretty flower field on my way here... why not invite her and chat a little.”

“Carol.... you are a genius... I will do that... um...”

“Don’t worry, we can skip this lesson and do it another day.”

He asked carol to help him with the phone and send her a message before setting it up...

Later he met her and took her hand leading her to the flower fields.

“Its beautiful Fabio... thank you...”

His ears twitch in happiness as he tried to respond.

“Thank a friend... she had the idea but... I wanted to see you too... especially cause currently you often come to my mind.”

He rested on the ground letting go of her hand and laying between the flowers... what he didn’t expect was her laying down on his chest resting on top of him... he grew bright red.

“Char-”

“Hush... let me enjoy this a little.”

“Um... alright.”

Although they still chatted his voice got more stuttery trying to answer her... it was a nice feeling but it made him just nervous.... at least his heartbeat might calm down some time...right?

[steddie-island]

Finished

The Haunting of Alejandra - V. Castro 4/5 ⭐️

Electric Idol - Katee Robert 3.5/5 ⭐️

Learn My Lesson - Katee Robert 5/5 ⭐️

A Worthy Opponent - Katee Robert 4/5 ⭐️

Death Between the Pages - Peggy Jaeger 3.5/5 ⭐️

The Hellbound Heart - Clive Barker 3/5⭐️

My Darling Dreadful Thing - Johanna van Veen 5/5⭐️

Requiem for a Memory - Saige Denmark 2.5/5⭐️

Hunt on Dark Waters - Katee Robert 3/5⭐️

The Haunting of Hill House - Shirley Jackson 4/5⭐️

Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke - Eric LaRocca 2/5 ⭐️

Camp Damascus - Chuck Tingle 4/5⭐️

When I Arrived at the Castle - Emily Carroll 4/5⭐️

From the Belly - Emmett Nahil 5/5⭐️

Hexis - Charlene Elsby 3/5⭐️

Hampton Heights: One Harrowing Night in the Most Haunted Neighborhood in Milwaukee, Wisconsin - Dan Kois 4/5⭐️ (This was sort of a book of short stories and would've been a solid 3/5 but one of the stories gave it another full star!)

How to Sell a Haunted House - Grady Hendrix 5/5⭐️

Incidents Around the House - Josh Malerman 5/5⭐️

The Mary Shelley Club - Goldy Moldavsky 4/5⭐️ (Could have used another edit, basically the first half of the book was setup, but holy shit it had a GREAT ending.)

My Best Friend's Exorcism - Grady Hendrix 4/5⭐️

A House at the Bottom of a Lake - Josh Malerman 4/5⭐️

We Used to Live Here - Marcus Kliewer 4/5⭐️ (This one was definitely not what I expected. It kind of read like an easier House of Leaves? Which I say not having read House of Leaves but I was pretty confused throughout. 😅 I'm really excited to see how they plan on translating this to film!)

Horror Movie - Paul Tremblay 4/5⭐️ I'm still processing this one, for a book under 300 pages it felt like it took a long time to get through. Maybe because I kept having to take breaks. Like it was A Lot and is really one of those books where there's a feeling of dread through the whole thing.

Currently reading

Someone You Can Build a Nest In - John Wiswell

A Dowry of Blood - S.T. Gibson (Still slower going than I thought it would be but I haven't been reading much with kinktober going on!!)

The Salt Grows Heavy - Cassandra Khaw

Upcoming TBR We'll see how many of these I actually get through, with all of the ST writing events and kinktober 💀

The Final Girl Support Group - Grady Hendrix

DNFs of the year

Never Whistle at Night - A dark fiction anthology

The God of the Woods - Liz Moore

Still Life With Bones - Alexa Hagerty

Manhunt - Gretchen Falker-Martin

(Previous versions of this post x x x x )

[florderriomagdalena]

Charlene, I'm crying, so close to you darling...

[bookishnerdlove]

LRDPEXR - 25

LRDPEXR – Episodio 25 – Irredimible   “Si ella me coquetea, estoy dispuesto a darle pase al menos una vez.” “¿Qué…?” (Charlene) Una vena apareció en la frente de Charlene. ‘¿Puede realmente decir eso incluso después de saber que Kasaline tuvo un hijo conmigo antes del matrimonio y luego lo abortó?’ (Charlene) ‘No. Definitivamente pensará que es una mujer siniestra y se sentirá decepcionado.’…