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🎃 Not-so-Simstober 2024 - Day 26 🎃

"Death's Door"

The Moonfeather dynasty is renowned for its exceptional longevity. It is for this reason, perhaps, that when the passing of a family member does occur, it's regarded as a profound tragedy.

The longer the life shared with someone, the greater the pain of saying farewell.

(Featured location: The Royal Crypt)

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Despite having her own pillow, the couch, the bed, and basically every available surface in the house at her disposal, Cassiopeia still chooses to sleep on the floor next to the central steam boiler. Don't ask me, I don't know either. It's a cat thing, all right? Let's say she likes the heat from the boiler.

Meanwhile outside, an influx of visitors was beginning to pour in. As Dominick was at work, Cass decided it was her duty to keep tabs on everyone. Some were able to slip her attention (like Prince Feanor), but then she planted her butt on the edge of the lot so she'd have a clear view of any new arrivals.

And when someone new did inevitably come by, she'd greet them by pouncing and then demanding attention. The unsuspecting sims found themselves baffled, yet unable to resist the charms of the odd, hairless critter.

Who could say no to a face like that?? 🐱

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More Simstober extras, again taken for the "Death's Door" prompt. I tend to take a lot of extra pics every time I'm in the game and then feel bad about deleting them, which results in a very cluttered Fraps folder. Posting them is how I deal with my hoarding issues. 🤣

And since this is a behind-the-scenes sorta post, you'll get to hear alllll about my picture-taking process (probably more than you care to know!)

Here are some random fun facts, in no particular order:

The Royal Crypt is a community lot, which means I had to send my sims to visit it in order to take pics. Took quite a few tries before I was able to load the Moonfeather household (crashes, crashes everywhere! -_-)

With photoshoots in general, I usually keep a "test" sim on hand who isn't needed for the photohoot itself, but rather to "work" in the background and perform all the little extra tasks required for the photoshoot (e.g. opening/closing doors, turning the lights on and off, or just being there while all my other sims are frozen with the freezer clock). In this case, my test sim was Marcus, who volunteered for the role all by himself (he flew in on his broom right after the lot loaded). Thank you for your services, Marcus!

I lucked out with Feanor's pose, which is actually just the autonomous "wring hands" idle animation. He looked so miserable doing it that I positively had to use it for the final pics! 🤣

I wanted to have a sim to plop into the coffin, even though I knew they wouldn't be prominent in the final photoshoot. Any random adult sim would've worked, but naaaah, I had to go the extra mile and opt for an actual Moonfeather blood relative. And since the only other Moonfeather I currently have in my game besides Aruena & Feanor is Arwan, who is a toddler... I aged him up so I could use him for my pics. Poor guy. 🫢💀

Just to clarify, Arwan is still a happy little toddler in my game and his untimely demise is NOT canon. I didn't specify who it was that the Moonfeathers were mourning in the OG photoset, so it's totally up to personal interpretation!

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🎃 Not-so-Simstober 2024 - Day 8 🎃

"Nocturnus"

Prince Feanor has spent many sleepless nights in the arms of his numerous lovers. His nocturnal activities would always leave him exhausted and unable to rise the next morning.

(Featured location: Whitestone Castle)

A/N - My take on this prompt may be more steamy than spooky, but thinking about the definition of 'nocturnus' (i.e. someone/something that is mostly active at night), I couldn't help but be reminded of Feanor. Say what you want, but I think this prompt is a perfect fit for a slutty Romance sim!

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That night…

(WARNING: Suggestive imagery under the cut!)

"GASP!"

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The new Moonfeather round kicks off with a literal Song of Ice and Fire: while it's snowing outside, a fire breaks out in the Queen's quarters! The threat was fortunately neutralized thanks to Feanor's timely reaction, and the BaCC's Fire count got bumped up by one point with no major losses incurred!

Fire count: 4

I've had the best luck with fires so far, you guys. Only one more to go and we'll get our first opening in the Journalism career!

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And how are the Bayers enjoying the new formal garden?

The answer: Each in their own way!

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As nighttime approached, the parkgoers slowly began to disperse.

The royals, ever the graceful hosts, stayed behind to bid farewell to each leaving visitor. Once they made sure the park was empty, they, too, took their leave, happy that the grand opening was a success and the day went as swimmingly as they hoped it would.

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Under the golden rays of the vernal sun, the Queen's melodic voice carried across the gathered crowd with an authority that befit her royal stature.

She delivered a heartfelt speech about growth and unity, comparing the restoration of the park - a once-desolate plot of land - to the realm itself and its enduring spirit.

As she concluded her address, the busy street erupted in applause, the townspeople eager to make the most of the long-promised green oasis.

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"Say, sister, you've taken quite a shine to Marcus..."

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Aruena is usually very mindful of her royal duties, but it's her brother who has to remind her of a certain one that she's been neglecting for a while now...

I guess Tumblr's new posting format allows for full-sized inline pics, but this is still Dumbler™ and I still don't trust it, so! Read the full scene here! As always, reading your thoughts and insights (which you can comment under this post since the other one is private) will make me one very happy camper! ^^

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With the long-awaited arrival of spring, Aruena and Feanor put on their ceremonial finery and made their way across the street. After many months of hard work, engineering ingenuity, and magic assistance, the formal gardens were finally finished and ready to be unveiled to the world. And if the occasion wasn't special enough on its own, the completion of the park coincided with another happy event - the birth of Feanor's first son, Arwan!

Standing at the park's entrance, the royals marvelled at the sight. They had high hopes for the reconstruction project, considering the funds they've put into it - but what they saw before them surpassed even their wildest expectations! Aruena, usually careful not to let her emotions show, couldn't stop herself smiling; as far as she was concerned, the opening ceremony couldn't begin soon enough!

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"Ah, Ambrose! If you would join me in the office for a moment..."

It's not what it looks like, I promise! xD I just realized that I (and by extension, Aruena and Feanor) forgot to give Ambrose his salary at the end of the Moonfeather rotation. So this is Feanor trying to rectify our collective mistake and throwing in some flirting as a token of apology for the belated payment.

Ambrose got paid his usual §800 (§700 salary + §100 gardening bonus).

For those curious, his total savings so far are §2,400.

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One very rocky broom ride later (during which they nearly dropped into the bay a couple times), Phillip and Marcus arrived at Artisan Alley, ready to paint the town as red as the setting sun behind them.

Predictably, Phillip dragged the older boy straight into the Three Boars Tavern. It was a dingy little inn, but in Phillip's own words, nothing could compare to their home-brewed pale ale. Strategically, he kept the information about the strength of the beverage to himself; if his plans of having a good time were to have any chance of working, he needed his friend to let loose.

As with anything else that was fun, Marcus seemed reluctant at first - but he didn't say 'no' outright, which already showed promise. And indeed, a few drinks later, he didn't say 'no' to much of anything, least of all raunchy woohoo talk, much to Phillip's delight.

The boys' philosophical discussion about the mechanics of copulation only ceased after the door swung open and Prince Feanor walked in. A collective hush fell upon the inn as everyone turned around to get a better look at the noble patron. Curious eyes watched him ascend the creaky staircase to the first floor, erupting in a slew of speculations once he was out of earshot.

"D'you think he's here for a secret meeting with one of his many lovers?" - Phillip mused with a tipsy grin. He jabbed Marcus in the ribs with his elbow and continued, "Whaddya reckon they're going to do up there?"

Probably for the best if he didn't know the answer. 🫣

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In the aftermath of the room fire, Aruena figured that furthering her knowledge of fire safety would be a wise course of action.

Other than that, it was business as usual for the royal siblings: between discussing the fate of the realm and indulging in their various pastimes, they kept themselves busy.

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And while his sister busied herself with art, Feanor was hard at work in the garden, reaping all those little seeds of romance he'd sown over the course of the past two rotations. After all, was spring not the season of bloom, blossoming romances included?

Today, he had his sights set on a particularly fragrant flower by the name of Lucian Elliott. The pair had first met at the performance Lucian gave for the royals a while ago. They bonded over their shared love for music, with the young bard making it obvious he appreciated the prince for more than just his taste in tunes. And although he'd initially been more interested in pursuing Lucian's patroness, Lady Danes, Feanor had since done a raincheck and decided to shift his focus on the artist rather than the art endorser.

He strategically invited Lucian to his home, leveraging the beauty of the castle gardens in spring to gain an edge in his romantic conquest. It proved a sound strategy - between the enchanting setting and the charming host, Lucian was completely and utterly smitten!

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Lucan could hardly believe his fortune. There he was, hand in hand with the famously handsome prince of Wyvern's Bay, being shown to the equally famed Blue Bedroom (which, by the way, was rumored to be a marvel of antique interior design). Was he really about to see this marvel (see the prince) with his own two eyes, as close and tangible now as it had seemed distant and ethereal only yesterday? Pinching himself mentally, he wondered if he was truly living this dream.

But if this was indeed a dream, he didn't mind lingering in it a bit longer.