#the birth parents of the oasis

[estro-gem]

Menace

Have another rough doodle of everyone's favourite menace.

I've been doodling a lot lately - maybe I should share more rough drawings?? Meh, who cares...

You might see this again somewhere in the future. The far future...

[roriaa]

When Sun and Moon meet - S1

Zuko x Fem!WaterBender!Reader Enemies to Lovers

As one of the Princesses of the Northern Water tribe, you were blessed with a gift by the moon. However you were permitted to be allowed to use the gift at all costs. From many hidden waterbending usages, the aftermath of the avatar visiting the Northern Tribe had led to your beginning journey, hiding yourself as a water bender as a princess from the Northern water tribe

Warnings: None

Masterlist

҉ * ‧͙ ⋆ ⁺ ༓ ☾ Prologue

“We announce the birth of a healthy girl…Princess Y/N!” Chief Arnook announced as the crowd cheered for their new princes alongside Yue. What the crowd didn't know was the difficulties of even keeping her a healthy princess. Once the baby was born, she couldn't stop wailing and crying. It was like every bone of her body was in pain. All the medical help didn't do anything, they didnt know why the Chief’s daughter was in so much pain. Yagoda suggests going to the Spirit Oasis, it's their only chance. Chief Arnook sweats as well as his wife, as if they're bound to be unlucky for every life they give. The royal parents of this princess used the same technique as they did with their previous daughter. Dipping her in the Spirit Oasis while praying for her life to the moon spirit, the color of the girl's hair turned from brown to a graceful white. Silent cheers and cries as they held their newest child close to them, happy the moon spirit gave another one of their daughters a second chance.

“Stop touching the edge of your coat” My mother instructed as she pulled my hand from the cuffs. I whined but one stern look from my mother stopped me. I huffed as I stood up straight leaning more so to my sister, Yue who took my hand graciously. In books and stories becoming a princess sounds like a dream. You have money, attention and you could do whatever you want. Everything is accurate except the last one, I couldn't do everything I wanted. I had to be restrained to the guards and my parents eye, even Yue doesnt get this treatment as much as I do. However I forgot to mention how I even got into strict confinement in the first place. “What are you doing?” My father grabbed my hand making the water orb splash at both of our feet. “She's a water bender…” My mom whispered as my dad's eyes widened. “Y/N…” He spoke softly as he held both of my shoulders in a kindly manner. “Do not water bend, it's not allowed for people like you”. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him confused. He sighed as he took my hand. “Y/N, where we live only men are allowed to use waterbending, that's their job…to protect” My father shows me to the boys training their bending. “Especially people like you and your sister, you're both very important to this nation”. I didn't listen, it's not like I didn't understand what he was saying, I just didnt understand why it had to be like this. I zoned off as I saw the male benders. Envying that they can use their gift while I couldn't use mine. I snapped out of my zoned out space with a little pinch given by my sister. I flinched lightly as she slightly giggled earning a hush from our mother. I don't understand us needing to come to these royalty meetings, neither Yue and I are close to 16. Well she is closer to 16 by what? 6 years? That's still a whole 6 years till 16! I'm only younger than Yue by a year, however people treat me like a polar bear dog, cooing at me constantly for doing the littlest task while Yue gets treated so much more maturely. Some might say I have it easier but honestly I just feel dumb. Once the meeting ended we respectfully bowed and got up following our father. I held back my yawn as I saw the now night sky, looking how beautiful the moon is. ҉ ☾ I woke up in the middle of the night, groaning as I looked at the moon. I brush through my tangled hair with my hand while walking outside near the river. Is anyone there? I internally thought as I scavenged the area to see if there were any witnesses. I double checked and took a deep breath. Opening my eyes I hold the water orb, feeling the calming air around me. “You're going to get caught if you keep doing that”. I yelped and dropped my water orb. I turn around immediately with widened eyes meeting Yue. “Oh Yue” I sigh in relief as she glared at me. “You could've gotten caught by the guards and gotten in more trouble then you already have”. I sigh in understanding but also in annoyance. This isn't the first time I have snuck out to try out waterbending. Some days I have been caught but some days I haven't. “I'm going back to bed” I sigh with my head down “Are you?” “Yes, I am” Yue giggled as she patted me on the back. “I believe you can use it one day Y/N, I really you” She whispered sweetly as I nodded. “Thank you”

Next ->

a/n: This is my first fic im starting and im getting brainrott from avatar :) im still learning how to write so if there is any suggestions please share. Im like half asleep while writing this authors note so I know it wont make any sense when I wake up lmao Also feel free to tell me if you want to be added in the taglist!

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[libraryoffandomsuniverse]

Oasis

Series Masterlist Main Masterlist

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You watched in quiet awe as your son snuffled in his sleep.

He was not the first babe you had seen or held. That honour had been given to Laena from what your parents had told you, although you had no memory of doing so. You faintly remembered holding Laenor when he was born, although that memory was pretty dim.

There were babes born every day, year after year across the lands and seas. Babes born out of duty or love. Baseborn or trueborn. Big, small or in between with varying colours.

Everyone said their babes were beautiful, but you knew that you were different and that your little Jacaerys was the most beautiful, most perfect babe to ever exist.

You lightly traced your finger across his brow, down his soft cheek. Your son seemed to enjoy your touch, if the movement of his mouth was any indicator.

Your eyes finally moved from the precious bundle in your arms to look at your wife in bed.

Although it had only been a day since Jace's birth, Rhaenyra was still exhausted from giving birth and had spent most of her time in bed. According to the midwives and the healers who had attended her in childbirth, she was recovering quite well and was showing no signs of a fever.

You still worried though, and preferred to be around her while she convalesced.

Outside your chambers, the court was celebrating the birth of the Heir's heir. King Viserys had sobbed with joy when you'd presented his first grandchild to him, while your father and mother had sent food out to the smallfolk in the city to celebrate.

But inside your chambers, a calm oasis reigned and you weren't eager to break it just yet.

You looked down at your son again, who had woken up while you were day dreaming. You couldn't help but smile as his dark purple eyes, still fuzzy with sleep, gazed at you.

Time stopped and suddenly everything that wasn't Jace looking at you ceased to exist. Tears gathered in your eyes and you swallowed shakily.

'My baby boy,' you whispered reverently. 'My darling son. My Jace.'

You carefully lifted him up and kissed his cheek. The corners of his mouth lifted ever so slightly and the world started to move again.

[innocentsandsofdreams]

John Price x Reader Head Canons

Tags: soft Price, Price x Reader, reader is not gender specified, slight birth description, reader is higher rank than 141

Word Count: 826

Any ageless or minor blogs DNI

SFW

Honestly, how you and John got together was comical. Laswell had to call you in for help (against everyone's choice) and you came.

During the mission, you and Price was a squad and no one (not even the both of you) knew what happened

An explosion was set off and you and John were sent flying; you landed on each other and rolled down a hill and you eventually stopped. You're on top of Price laying on him, inches from his face. How movie cliche is that?

John remarks "You know, the least you could do is ask a man to dinner before laying on 'im"

"Well how about after this mission, you pick a restaurant and I'll pay", you say playfully.

John actually took you up on your offer -against everyone's groans of "cheap cliche".

Now 10 years later; having been married for five years, people start asking "Oh have you thought about starting a family?"

Well, both of you thought of it. Both of you didn't know how to bring it up. Finally, it came to a boiling point

On a date in a park, you and Price laid on a blanket in the grass

Just listening to the laughter of parents with their children, surrounding the both of you

Both of you blurt out, "Do you want to have kids with me?"

A moment passed and you both laugh. Elated both of you want the same thing.

Interested, John suggests you both go home and start trying

NSFW

He's an old school gentleman; walks you home and cooks you, dinner. Price just overall set the mood- what a standup guy™

Afterwards Price led you to the bedroom. He takes his time with you. After this, he tries to take his time, but it doesn't work out that way

Mans eats you out like a munch if you will. Live and die in between your legs like a three-course meal. Price swallow your juices like it was a desert oasis

John slowly fingers you, not wanting to stop eating you out yet

It takes you 2 orgasms and a lot of begging for him to come around and fuck you. finally

Putting multiple pillows under you; John puts your legs on his shoulders and starts driving his cock into you with a goal in mind

After relentlessly abusing your soppy hole, Price fills you with his cum and he is so horny happy just from the thought of it

Multiple trysts of deep fuckings and quickies, having been fucked one last morning before the sun came up; your efforts came to fruition

PREGNANCY

John has you go to a med bay and do at home pregnancy tests religiously until finally one of the at home tests came back positive. He was so thrilled, that to make sure, you guys got medically checked out and the tests do not lie my dearheart; you are with child

John supports you through everything with the pregnancy; the sickness, the fainting spells, the cravings, the emotions. He's just happy to be with you

All though he never judges (or at least tries not to) he really does side eye the ice cream and pickle juice

[inserts meme of the girl staring at the man's chest with big side eyes]

That being said, Price went through it all with you. For you

John loves you and his baby so much, if he could stop the world he would

Near the end of your pregnancy gets very distressed and never lets you do anything. He's on everything like a HAWK

Being so close to your due date, you thought the baby would be late; but no, you were so wrong

Your water broke a week early, in the early morning

It's 3AM and John thought you might have wet the bed. In all honesty you did too.

Then the contractions started and both of you realized it was the amniotic fluid

Price having over prepared the hospital bag, (since you guys were first expecting) took you to the closest hospital

You are screaming and squeezing the hell out of Price's hand (poor hand) as he's driving

Upon arrival John miraculously carried you inside and got you a room before even thinking of moving the car and grabbing the bag

After being situated John goes and grabs everything and then goes and park the car. Upon return, the man got everything you ever needed and more

Need to move around? Man is getting you up. Need ice chips? Already in hand

Eventually choosing the process of water birth, John got in with you, behind you of course so he can take care of you

Hours go by and finally the baby arrives in this world

Having you hold the baby for only a moment, John let the nurses take the baby and helps you out the tub

He helped you get dressed and helped with getting into bed before bringing the baby to you

Having held his baby, he can't help but crawl in bed with you and hold the baby between the two of you

(he's definitely not crying - lying)

Man is in for a treat ✨😌

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 34 (Surrogate Motherhood & An Offering of Peace)

Heather gave birth a healthy baby boy for Everett and Spencer named Jett, and the besotted parents took him home to Oasis Springs just days after he was born.

In a way it felt strange to spend nine months with Jett only to hand him away, but Heather’s heart swelled seeing her friends’ joy when they held their new son. She felt pride that she could help them. And she had Ash, the most important man in her life.

She returned to work only a week after delivery, getting back to the day-to-day wrangling of her vet techs while tending to animals in need. She wasn’t sure what would happen after the visit from the handsome detective, and as the weeks ticked by, she started to get more and more nervous.

Then one evening, Malcolm knocked on her door. "I'm here to make peace," he vowed, but she hesitated to trust him even as she let him speak. "My mother wanted to send you to prison, but someone stepped in to let cooler heads prevail. It wasn't me, but it probably should have been."

"Are you finally admitting you stole my code?"

He raised his hands in surrender and shot her a cold smile. "You write great code, Buttercup."

"Don't call me that."

"Look, Landgraab Corp. won't press charges for the hack if you accept the deal." He sat right down at her new computer without turning it on, which she took as an insult, but she forced herself to hear him out. "I'll wire 40,000 simoleons to help raise our son...but he's a Landgraab. I know I've been distant, but I want him in my life and I want him to have my last name. The deal has to include a custody agreement."

"Is this your mother's idea?"

"Not all her ideas are bad, Heather."

"Will you please get out of my chair? I didn't invite you here and I don't need your money to raise our son. The clinic does just fine."

"We know how well the clinic does," he reminded her as he stood. "You run the business so well, you'll need a hell of a lot more than you bought it for if you want to buy us out."

Her stomach flipped. "You'd sell?"

"For 175,000 simoleons we will, even though my mother thinks you'd be robbing us blind. I convinced her to offer you a friends and family discount, and Petcare will go along with whatever she wants."

Heather was conflicted, but she was also tired, spending all day on her feet at the clinic so soon after giving birth to baby Jett. Malcolm stayed to care for Ash while she tried to take a nap, but she tossed and turned thinking about the offer.

Accepting felt like she was trading her son for her business. And the silly old legend of the Landgraab curse played tricks with her mind.

More than anything, Heather needed to talk to her family. ->

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[willowve01]

Viara:

Species: Ezarian x Ceruclean

Age: N/A

Height: 5’9

Abilities:

Anti-Gravity: Enhances Via’s strength and agility in battle, also causing objects touched by Viara to levitate or defy gravity completely. Anti-Gravity can also affect Viara; leap large distances, enhance speed and stamina and allow her to fly or levitate on command.

*Ends up causing her to age slower than normal people (astronaut rules >:).)

Withdraws:

Weight Limitations: she is unable to move rubble or debris if the weight limit exceeds three tons.

Nausea: If she were to push herself, it could cause Viara to become nauseated and lose focus.

Energy Field: Viara can mentally generate a green-tinged force field, which she uses for a variety of effects. Most commonly, Viara generates impenetrable energy bubbles around herself or other targets. Her shields are incredibly durable, and can be used to deflect heavy oncoming artillery.

Withdraws:

Blunt Force: While exceedingly sturdy, if very heavy blunt force is applied to the force field, it can be cracked and/or crushed and she can be badly hurt and even fall unconscious.

Corrosive substances: Liquids such as lava, acid, etc.

Background Check:

Planet: Thalassa

Before the abduction, Viara was the second eldest of five. Becoming a second mother to her sibling after the birth of the youngest and passing of their father; left ill by an infected wound.

While her older brother worked around the tribes’ village, Via stayed at home with the rest of her family. Watching over her younger siblings, often having the youngest strapped to her back while she helped around the house or gathered fresh water for everyone.

It was at nightfall the abduction had taken place. Loud crashes and the quaking ground startling everyone awake. In the chaos of panic and destruction, Via had lost track of all but one of her family; the youngest she had clutched to her chest as she ran.

All she remembers is running before a misfired blast launched her forward into the sharp grains of cold sand. Then it went dark, her final moments she spent staring down at the child she curled around to protect, hugging their limp body closer as the world fell silent.

Markings:

The various markings/stripes and spots differ between each individual—though vaguely similar, no one has the exact same markings. Each individual is born with their own unique pattern; a mix of both parents.

Due to Thalassa being an aquatic/beach planet with lack of tree coverage—with the exception of small tropical forests and oasis spots deeper in land— their markings were designed to help regulate body temperature in warm, sunny climates. They actually help prevent sun burns!

Quick fact: Last names weren’t very common of Thalassa— so Via either made hers up or it was given to her later.

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.141 Gold nuggets

I called Dad as soon as I got up, hoping to catch him before eating breakfast to invite him to eat with me. He sounded surprised at the early invitation but accepted, naturally. We went to the steakhouse in Oasis Springs because they had a killer brunch menu. Once seated, Dad asked about Sophia, and I told him she was back at full capacity, which was why I was comfortable leaving her for a few hours. That wasn't what he meant, though. He said I needed to keep an eye on her because many women fell into a depression after giving birth. No one really knew why it happened, but apparently it was very common. He thought Sophia seemed withdrawn at my birthday party and didn't interact with the baby much. Though I knew he only expressed concern out of his love for her, I felt my defenses and anger rising because it felt like he accused me of not taking care of my wife when that was all I had done since she was pregnant. I told him I took it upon myself to care for Desiree while Sophia recovered, and that's why she didn't have the baby much. And as far as being withdrawn, she was just very introverted and often preferred to observe. He understood, being an introvert himself, but just wanted to bring it up so I was aware, especially because she's really good at hiding what's going on inside.

I refused to believe the possibility of her being depressed. I knew all her facial expressions, body language, and tones of voice. We were always honest with each other, especially about big stuff like that. She'd tell me if she felt off. Even though I knew in my gut she was fine, just the possibility of him being right made me feel sick, and I didn't want to talk about it anymore and switched gears to raving about Less and the babies. I told him about how good she was with them, and how she did actual chores now. That part shocked him, and he halfway believed me.

"In all seriousness, though," he began, "I knew she had it in her."

"Me too, but how did you know?"

"She might be spoiled, but she's not a princess."

I snorted.

"She's not," he continued. "She behaves the way she does because we all allowed it. But what did she do when she went to Mt. Komorebi? She found a place to live when she got tired of living with that family and got a job. She did what she needed to do to make things happen."

"Yeah...I guess you're right."

"I know why you invited me here," he said.

I'm sure my eyes were as large as saucers because that caught me ALL the way off guard. What kind of segue was that?

"I just wanted to spend time with you, Dad."

"You're gonna be okay, you know. You're a good man, and you have a good woman by your side. As long as you keep communicating like you do, everything will be just fine. You'll miss us, but you don't need us."

"That's not true. I'll always need you. I want all that parenting advice you promised me."

I sounded like a whiny little kid. Obviously, I knew my parents wouldn't be around forever, but it's one thing to know it and another to actually experience it. I wished I could go back to the time when I teased them for trying to hide their age.

"Parenting is a journey, son. It never ends. Every time you think you have it figured out, your oldest goes through something new and you're back to square one again. Don't complicate things by trying to be the best parent in the world. Be the best parent for your children. Get to know them and treat them as individuals because if you treat them all the same, someone's going to feel misunderstood. Just be the parent you would have wanted. We weren't perfect. Be better than us. You already got a head-start by being with the right person for the right reasons."

All of that was gold, and I appreciated it, but that last bit stirred up all those questions I wanted to ask Mama. Although they weren't meant for him, I still wanted to know something.

"Dad?"

"Yes, son?"

"Do you still think Mama was the right sim for you?"

He sighed and stared at the table for a while.

"I do."

"Seriously?"

"You don't?"

"No, it's not that. I just thought that maybe after all this time... I don't know. Maybe you had some new revelation or something."

He was so insightful, and I wanted to know everything that went on in his head. I wanted to listen to him talk until my brain could hold no more words.

"You're right. I have had a long time to consider this, and that's how I know it's true. She was the right woman for me, but we didn't get married for the right reasons."

"Both of you?"

"I told you, I'm not perfect. Your mom told you why she wanted to get married?"

"Yeah. She wanted to have children."

"Right. I got married to appease her."

"Wait...what?"

If he was about to tell me one more bad thing about them, I swear... Good thing I got over all that insecurity because it never ended with these two.

"That night, I was telling her about an article I read about conservation, and she came from left field, suggesting we go to Sulani and elope the next day. It was so random, and I thought she had lost her mind. I knew she was my soulmate, but I wasn't thinking about getting married yet."

"Seriously, I mean, who would?"

He chuckled.

"Your mother, that's who. I tried to talk some sense into her, but you know her. She has an answer for everything. But there came a moment when she realized how crazy this plan sounded and she backtracked. She took it all back, and she was so embarrassed. She started crying and beating herself up, and I hated seeing her like that. I had to do it."

"Wow. You married her to make her feel better."

"Basically. Remember what I said about women using their emotions to get what they want?"

"You think she played you?"

"No. I don't. She was really bothered and very serious about waiting. Your mother... I would have done anything for her. Yeah, she was a spoiled brat, but she was so sweet and had a way of making you want to give her the world. I didn't have much, but I could give her what she wanted. I spent the rest of the night trying to make her believe I wanted to do it and that she wasn't crazy."

"But you loved her, right?"

"Yeah, I did... I do. She wasn't trying to dupe me, but sometimes I couldn't help but think, if only I could have been stronger that night, maybe we'd still be married. But the fact is, we still could have divorced. Maybe over the same thing, maybe something else. Or maybe we wouldn't have gotten married at all. I spent a long time thinking it was my fault when the fact is no one knows what's going to happen in the future. Happily ever after isn't a guarantee, so don't get comfortable, Luca. Marriage is hard work."

He said so many things. The little boy inside me was satisfied just being in his company, but the man I aspired to be wished I had taken notes or something. How could I remember all those gold nuggets? Amid everything he said, one thing stood out. It fascinated me to hear that even though Mama was wrong for what she did, he recognized the mistakes made on both sides. It got me thinking. Could we ever truly cast 100% of the blame on one sim? I had been thinking about Jace and Alessia a lot lately. I was still angry with him, but I didn't want to be, really. He did my sister dirty, and I would probably never forgive him. But if I ever got to a point where I could pause my anger and put away my bias, maybe I could see the mistakes Less made. After all, I only knew what she told me. But that was an assignment for another day. Heh, maybe even another year. Probably a decade.

To be continued...

[fundielicious-simblr]

Narrator: Claire also loves a good family round up, with the year she's had she must tell everyone all about it. The lady has finally married off her on-the-shelf daughter AND has 5 grandbabies about to join the family in the coming new year - the world must know.

Text under the cut!

Hi all, Claire here!

This past year has been full of examples of the Lord’s everlasting goodness, and we are so undeserving but nevertheless grateful! The Lord has seen it fit to bless us in so many ways! If I sit here and start writing them down this might be hundreds of pages long, so I’m going to tell you about a few.

This year has been filled with homeschooling, homemaking, and music - lots and lots of music. Conner and Jarrett graduate high school this spring, bringing an end to 27 years of homeschooling for me. How time has flown! They’ve grown into such wonderful young men and it makes this mama’s heart proud to see the men they’re going to continue to grow into! 27 years ago little Carter was my only student, with the rest of the kids following suit as they grew. At it’s peak I had 8/10 kids actively being taught, that season of life was organised chaos, but leaning on the Lord brought us all out the other side to praise him for his goodness.

This year has also been full of babies! This summer Kristyn gave birth to her second child, a boy she and Gregory named Wyatt. Wyatt joins older sister Kayla (2) and the happy parents at their home in Oasis Springs where they all joyfully serve the Lord as a family.

On the heels of her sister’s birth announcement, Sabrina and Tucker announced to to us that they’re expecting another blessing next spring! This baby shall join older brother Campbell (1) and is already so loved!

Almost a few weeks after the above announcement, Alan and his wife Tessa announced that they’re expecting and that its twins! These babies will be joining the family in the spring, soon after their cousin.

Not to be outdone by his siblings, Jarrod and Madison also announced that they’re expecting twins! I could’ve fainted right then and there! This makes 5 new grandbabies on the way in the new year!

The Lord has blessed the music ministry at Newcrest Baptist, we’ve had the pleasure to host music camps yearly where we’ve helped many to learn how to use music to praise the Lord. Our church choir has a travelling sector that will be invited to sing at various revivals, camp meetings, and hymn sings, so it’s been such an enriching time travelling with them and getting to sing the Lord’s praises.

Our family has been growing in more ways than one! Earlier this year Celeste met a young man named Reid Robbins. Reid comes from a Godly family in Northbury that we’ve had the pleasure of getting to know. Their relationship has been written by the Lord from the very beginning, they grew their friendship by challenging each other in their individual walks with the Lord, where soon after they started praying about each other. Soon after Reid was at our door asking to court our daughter! They’ve been such wonderful examples of respecting your parents and glorifying the Lord. Parents, let this be an example to show that raising your children in the way of the Lord is always the right way! We closed out the year celebrating their union in marriage with the Lord’s blessings, how great it is to see our children be joined in holy matrimony with the one that the Lord has for them! As we enter this new year, my the Lord bless and keep you all in his eternal memory!

Love,

Claire for the Paulsons

[dubljarnasims]

Mollie Cote

Part of the 6th generation of my legacy, Mollie was a surprise to me! Del Sol Valley started displaying the white screen issue after I converted a residential lot to residential rental and after trying several things to fix it, it became clear that the only true fix would be to uninstall and reinstall the pack. Before that, I went through the families living in the world to see if they had any existing relationships with my family and discovered Mollie.

Her family tree didn't include her mother, so it's someone with a maiden or married name of Cote...but it did include her father. Sometime between the birth of his first and second child with his wife, Cassandra, Tinker Sakamoto had a relationship with a mystery Ms. Cote.

No CC included in the download - please see the list and links below.

Parents: Unknown Cote & Tinker Sakamoto Sibling(s): Dade Sakamoto, Dillon Sakamoto, Danika Sakamoto

✨ DOWNLOAD HERE (Google Drive)

Clothing/Accessories:

Earrings - Pitted0live | Kayla earrings set

Glasses - Sevensims | Touch glasses

Nails -  xUrbanSimsX | Kate nail kit - autumn

Pants - Euno | Straight wide jeans

Piercing - Overkillsimmer | Learah nose rings set

Shoes - Mochizen | Chunky sandals v2

Top - Korkassims | Harper cardigan

Hair/Makeup/Skin Details:

Blush - Northern Siberia Winds | Blush n8

Eyebags - ddarkstonee | Eyebags n2

Eyebags - Kismet Sims | Eyebags plus

Eyebags - Tamo | Basic eye bags

Eyebrows - RemusSirion | Eyebrows n20b trimmed

Eyelashes - Kijiko | 3D lashes version 2 uncurled

Eyeliner - Pralinesims | N37 symonne

Eyeshadow - Pralinesims | N10 titanium

Freckles - Tekrisims | Freckles!

Hair - SavageSims | Toni pixie cut

Lips - ddarkstonee | Lips n38

Moles - Whimsims | More moles

Teeth - Simbience | Teeth #1

Defaults:

Skin - Luumia | Vanilla default skin

Eyes - Pralinesims | Oasis v2 default

Sliders & Presets:

Butt - CmarNYC | Enhanced butt slider

Eyebrows - Magic Bot | Default eyebrow slider

Eyebrows - Obscurus | Eyebrow sliders

Eyes - marsosims | Eye size slider

Face - Luumia | Face asymmetry slider

Forehead - Bloodmoon | Forehead height slider

Hips - Luumia | Hip shape slider

Lower Legs - CmarNYC | Enhanced lower legs slider

Mouth - Magic Bot | Default mouth slider

Mouth - Teanmoon | Mouth scale slider

Nose - Magic Bot | Default nose slider

Shoulders - Dumbaby | Shoulder height slider female

Thighs - DaniParadise | Thigh slider

🐌 Many thanks to the CC creators! 🐌

@bloodmooncc @ddarkstonee @eunosims @kijiko-sims @kismet-sims

@korkassims @luumia @magic-bot @marsosims @mochizencc

@northernsiberiawinds @obscurus-sims @overkillsimmer @pralinesims @remussirion

@savage-sims @sevensims @simbience @tamo-sim @teanmoon

@tekri @xurbansimsx @whimsims

[ellilverse]

SUNSTONE

Illustrations by @tururv

Editor and translator by Swissy Knife

Sunstone can rightfully be called the centuries-old oasis of Ellil. It is a place bordering side by side with the hot desert sands and the tropical flora of the continent. It was formed as a result of belief in the gods of Creation — the Goddesses Helio and Argo.

The Sunstone is a matriarchal place where the role of women in society is absolute. This is due to events of the past, such as the mass extermination of the female population by Queen Elliana Apollo. These bloody pages in Sunstone history were ended by Flamell Apollo, the brother of the Queen and the future king of this kingdom. Even centuries later, these tragic events have left an imprint on Sunstone, with a ratio of women to men of 1:20 to this day.

The ripe fruits of exotic flora and the kaleidoscope of spices from the Sunstone did not find any competition on the markets of the continent, remaining rightfully as the pride of this place. This island is considered as the land of daily celebrations and colorful sensations. Even their local chocolate, which induces alluring bliss in the body, attracts many travelers from all corners of Elill.

The Sunstonians have also made a huge contribution to the study and expansion of the boundaries of magic. It was here that a real breakthrough was made when the kingdom were able to find a way to rejuvenate Ellilian's bodies, thereby increasing the lifespan of the people of Sunstone.

The Nation

After the accession of King Flamell, the law on polyandry came into force immediately: following it, a woman living in and being a full-fledged resident of Sunstone can have several husbands simultaneously (regardless of their nationality or status in society). During the wedding ceremony, according to well known here tradition, the mark of the bride's family is burned onto the man's body. This symbol signifies devotion and unbreakable bond between lovers, which were once burned into both partners' bodies before the tragic events of the past. Following the downfall of Queen Elliana, the mark is burnt only onto a man's skin these days.

The role of a woman in Sunstone society, according to current politics and ideology, is the head of the family. The birth of a girl is a significant event, not only for the parents, but for the kingdom as well: small celebrations are often held in the communities, and generous monetary rewards are given to those families who have been able to bring a young Sun into the Land of Sands.

Children in harems are raised by all members of the community, and each adult is responsible for their maintenance and upbringing. In case of divorce, the children remain with their mother under any circumstances. It is difficult for a divorced man to enter into a new relationship because of the burned-out mark, so the Sunstonians take the matters of marriages seriously.

According to the laws of Sunstone, any violence against a woman is unacceptable, regardless of its cause. Such an act may be punished by imprisonment and/or exile, and, in particularly serious cases, by the death penalty.

As part of the alliance with Morion, the most beautiful young men and maidens from the North regularly come to Sunstone. Every year, they join the royal army of the South, bringing new potential mothers into society, and some may even be lucky enough to become part of Queen Aurora's harem.

Religion

Most Sunstone people dearly believe in the gods of the pantheon of Creation. They especially worship the Goddess Helio.

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࣪𓏲ּ  ֶָ  𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         melisa asli pamuk,  33,  cis woman,  she / her.    announcing  the  arrival  of  alara  of  house  dayne,  the  heiress of starfall.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  fierce  and  vindictive  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  archery.  if  we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of  the  light  of  the  full  moon  illuminating  an  oasis  where  huntress  waits  with  a  silver  bow  held  in  steady  hands  ,  its  arrow  ready  to  strike  ;  a  change  in  the  winds  carrying  the  promise  of  divine  reckoning.  she  does  not  tremble  but  smiles  ;  galloping  across  the  desert  on  a  white  stallion  ,  you  were  never  made  for  ivory  towers  and  needed  no  knight  to  save  you  ;  a  beauty  more  wild  than  serene  ,  more  sharp  than  gentle  -  something  mythical  lingered  within  mortal  flesh  ,  waiting  ,  raging.  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  loyalties  truly  lie  with  dorne.

basic information.

official name: alara dayne. nickname: none. noble title: heiress of starfall , lady of starfall. date of birth: march 24. age: thirty-three. birthplace: starfall , dorne. home: starfall. nationality: westerosi. gender: cis woman. pronouns: she / her. orientation: bisexual , biromantic. monikers: starmaiden , lady starfire / starfyre , the star of dorne. languages: the common tongue , fluent. familiar with some essosi dialect. accent: a traditionally dornish accent spoken in a steady , gentle tone infused with warmth.

physical information.

faceclaim: melisa asli pamuk. ethnicity: rhoynar. hair: brown with soft gold highlights. eyes: golden brown. height: five feet , ten inches. build: taller than most women of westeros with a hunter's build, lean, not bulky, muscles visible, particularly in her arms, but not detracting from the lady's elegance. dominant hand: ambidextrous. allergies: none. scars: none. distinguishing features: her height and the birthmark above her lips. clothing style: traditional dornish style regardless of where she currently resides. favors loose and light dresses in warm shades on normal days but oft chooses more revealing outfits when attending events. can also be spotted in pants and shirts when training, horseback riding, or hunting. the jewelry she wears is not excessive, normally limited to a necklace and bracelets. she also has a pair of favorite hairpins that double at daggers in case danger unexpectedly arises.

personality.

positive: fierce ,  resilient ,  dauntless , charming ,  protective , forthright. negative: vindictive ,  prideful ,  headstrong , mistrustful , obstinate , temperamental. label: the huntress , the tempest. mbti: entj - the commander. enneagram: 8w7 , the maverick. element: fire. star sign: aries. temperament: choleric. moral alignment: chaotic good. deadly sin: pride , wrath. heavenly virtue : diligence. godly parent: artemis.

drives.

hobbies: archery , horseback riding , hunting , stargazing. religion: very loosely follows the faith of the seven. alliance: house dayne , dorne. personal goals: to protect her son, particularly from the targaryens and anyone who might try using him as a pawn, and free dorne from the targaryen reign. would they choose family or power?: family.

family ties.

father: ruling lord alvar dayne. relationship: tba. mother: ruling lady thalina dayne. relationship: tba. sibling: lord/lady/liege utp dayne. relationship: tba. sister: lady laina dayne. relationship: tba. son: davios sand. relationship: tba. third cousins: house dayne of high hermtiage. relationship: tba.

history.

the darling heiress was never the image of the perfect lady, headstrong and adventurous from a young age, but those of starfall never minded. her parents encouraged her to pursue her interests, teaching her how to ride horses the same time she learned to walk and gifting her a bow and arrow when alara gravitated toward that skill. the responsibilities of heir wasn't nonexistent - she was still expected to attend more traditional lessons, but a balance between freedom and expectations was found. a relief for the lady alara's temper was also observed from a young age after a particularly loud squabble with the septa, who was then quickly replaced, trying to instruct her.

lady thalina, after not having children with her first husband despite trying, adored her daughter, and alara admired her mother in turn. in her youth, wherever the ruling lady went, the heiress often followed. her mother's shadow. her mother's apprentice. though alara wasn't a silent shadow; there were many times that she would voice her opinion during meetings or if she felt her mother was being disrespected, wouldn't hesitate to say so. as alara grew older and was able to travel more, her presence at her mother's side decreased but all it would take was a raven to call the heiress back home, which her mother occasionally did when she wished for her daughter's assistance or perspective and letters wouldn't do.

while she loved starfall, alara felt the pull to see the world beyond. first it was dorne that she explored from the red mountains in the west until she reached sunspear on the eastern coast. but the world stretched beyond her beloved desert so alara continued on, venturing north into westeros and then eventually across the narrow sea. her travels were splintered across the years. she could never be away from home for too long and did not wish to be either.

places where the dragons frequented were often avoided whenever possible. living under targaryen rule had forever been distasteful, and she hoped that within her lifetime, dorne would be free of their beastly overlords. however, a chance encounter with the crown prince and a night shared left alara pregnant. alara did not expect marriage ( could think of no worse fate ) but she hadn't expected that the prince would refuse to acknowledge his son's existence. rage, empowered by motherhood, burned hotter. she remained in dorne since learning she was pregnant, which caused some whispers as she'd become a commonly seen figure in society, and after giving birth to her son, a boy with lilac eyes but, thankfully, medium brown hair. her appearance at the royal wedding was the first time she attended court since she fell pregnant. and whispers now spread like wildfire.

important: while muses can, and likely do, suspect that davios is the prince of dragonstone's son, the only muses who know of his parentage for certain are the dayne family ( and possibly some royal targaryens / council members if they're in the know ) as alara has kept it a secret from everyone else.

headcanons

an excellent horsewoman. alara has pretty much taken over the stables at starfall where she raises her horses. she often goes riding at least once and can grow very restless when her duties or court prevent her from venturing outside a keep's walls. her prized horse is a white mare named dune.

while she does know how to fight with a sword, she does greatly prefer a bow and arrow. she's an extremely skilled archer, both in a fight and when hunting, and can maintain her accuracy when shooting from horseback.

always carries at least one dagger with her, normally strapped to her thigh and hidden from sight.

so, so prideful. she will not forget a slight and is very hesitant to forgive. forgive and forget? no, resent and remember.

is capable of adapting to court and being extremely charming when she wants to be. but her patience for courtly etiquette is limited, though it has grown as she has gotten older. holding her tongue is difficult but she knows she must do it for her family's and dorne's sake. however, she has had a few incidents over the years where a noble has pushed her past her limits and she has snapped at them.

well known for her beauty, which has resulted in her having a handful of flings over the years.

she's still very close to her mother and will go to her when she needs advice. they often discuss matters together, ruling starfall as a team in preparation for the day that alara will be ruling lady.

alara has no desire to put her son on the throne. in fact, she doesn't want the targaryens anywhere near her son. had they actually acknowledged davios when he was born, she might feel differently but now she is steadfast in keeping them away from davios. he is only a dayne in her eyes and once dorne gains there independence, she would want to legitimize him as a dayne.

that being said, alara does believe her son has every right to a dragon egg and does want to see him have a dragon of his own - one that would protect dorne.

wanted connections. | established connections.

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5hc for an Ocean Spirit Katara AU? (Like in the same sense that yue was blessed by the moon spirit?) I can’t remember if you have one for that or not, but it’s a favorite premise of mine

I don't. The closest I have is a Katara-Yue role swap, where Katara becomea the moon. So you get a whole new AU.

1. Katara is born silent, eyes closed, not crying. Her chest barely rises and falls. This happens. Some babes are born only to die. There is nothing to be done. It has happened as long as children have been born. Nothing to be done? hisses Kanna as her son and his wife weep, caught between the exhaustion of birth, and the grief of losing a child they will never get to know? Nothing to be done? She takes the baby from her son's wife and carries her to the frigid ocean. She dips her in the water and begs. There is no oasis here, no koi, but surely the Ocean Spirit is in the ocean. Ocean, give her granddaughter the strength to live.

2. Katara's eyes open, and her mouth opens to wail. Her dark brown hair turns a bright watery blue. Kanna wraps her granddaughter up tight, and holds ber close to keep her warm, and carries her back to her parents.

3. Little Katara grows up, bright, strong, and a waterbender, the only waterbender at the south pole. She is in all ways a normal little girl, and a loving sister and daughter, but to the people of her village, she is a miracle child, saved by the spirits themselves, and marked by them too. Sokka, in the face of this, struggles fo be seen, to be noticed, not by his parents, but by everyone else. It galls, to be known as Katara's brother, when Katara is just his annoying little sister with weird water powers and weird blue hair. Sorry Sokka, your sister is an anime protagonist, and you got to learn to live with it.

4. Then their mother dies, ans their father leaves and they find the Avatar, and leave on adventure, and it's all big and new, and Katara has to cover her hair to keep it from being noticed, and they're chased by Zhao and Zuko, and they make all the way north, and Katara has to fight to learn waterbending, but finally, finally they make it, and she gets to learn.

5. And then Zhao attacks the Northern Water Tribe fortress, and marches to the Spirit Oasis to kill the moon, and he... kills the wrong fish. The ocean draws back as if there is about to be a tsunami, but the water just keeps drawing back, exposing the deep dark parts of the sea that have never seen the sun, and Katara, blessed by the ocean itself, knows what she has to do.

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 1 Pt. 1 (Meet the Founder!)

When you play a challenge in The Sims 4 that ignites your imagination but is supposed to be fun (so why am I plotting generations like this is a real novel?!), you figure out how to use Tumblr to share it because you've officially put in too much effort for it to be a little word doc on your laptop and you actually can't get over how pretty this game is, even with the most basic graphics card on earth.

Gen 1 is a breeze compared to Gen 2, so enjoy the casual fun gameplay while it lasts... (And no, I'm not great at gameplay screenshots, thanks in advance for not caring! It gets better by Gen 2 but not incredible or anything.)

Generation One (Founder): Daisy Lea Darden Clumsy, Cheerful, Loves Outdoors Gardener (Botanist) Favourite Colours: yellow, white Favourite Drink: Apple Nectar Favourite Music: Cottagecore

Daisy Darden took some time after high school to decide what she wanted to do with her life. She ultimately chose to return to the home she lived in before her grandmother's death – a quaint village cottage at 5 Cobblebottom Street in Henford-on-Bagley. Raised by the old woman after her parents were killed in a car crash when she was a baby, Daisy was young when her grandmother died too, tossed into the foster system with nowhere to call home.

But the deed was still in the family name and Daisy was the only descendant. She hoped to find success as a gardener in one of the greenest towns in Simlandia, but more than anything she wanted to find the family she was robbed of as a little girl.

Despite everything she’d been through, she was optimistic and smiled when she thought about her future.

Not long after her arrival, she met Henford civil designer Neal Nesbitt, who made her feel things she'd never felt for a man before. He thought she was beautiful, and they loved spending time together outdoors, commiserating over Henford's often-rainy weather. Their connection was deep and immediate, and a daytrip to the city for a comedy festival let Neal see his cheerful girl in her element.

Already stressed by political red-tape at work, then the roof burst at his cottage north of town. During the repair, Daisy let him stay with her. Content to be alone after the shock death of his parents to a pandemic flu when he was just out of high school, Daisy made Neal feel at ease. He never wanted to leave, and he moved in for good before the repairs on his house were complete. That's when Daisy discovered his parents had been well off, leaving them more than enough to live comfortably as they began their life together. Daisy never cared about money, but she was grateful not to have to struggle after so many years of hardship.

To cope with her years in the foster system, Daisy had taken up meditation as a teen, guiding her mind to a place of calm despite the tumult in her life. It also helped her find literal balance, as she’d always been a bit clumsy. She stocked her kitchen with the cheapest dishes imaginable because she was always breaking them in the sink! When she wasn't tending to Henford's many beautiful green gardens, including her own, she was helping residents from Henford and beyond with guided meditation sessions in-person and online.

Neal and Daisy found themselves expecting after just a few months, but a blissful babymoon in Granite Falls convinced Neal he'd met the woman he wanted to spend his life with. He and Daisy were young but determined to make a good life for themselves and their child. They eloped in Oasis Springs on the way home, just months before the birth of their daughter, Heather. Even though she had to be induced and it went against Daisy's hopes for a natural home birth, that Heather was healthy was all that mattered.

Dog-lover Neal brought home a rescue, but even with the chaos of new parenthood, the smart, friendly sheepdog named Ralph fit with their little family perfectly.

How would a baby change life in Henford for lovebirds Daisy and Neal? ->

WCIF Neal Nesbitt + 5 Cobblebottom Street lot in the gallery.

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Cruising to new life - part 5

We said our goodbyes around 30 minutes later after the newly expanded family had some bonding time with the baby and the afterbirth was passed successfully. As Karen went into recovery to get stitches to mend her tear, Jess opted to stay with her baby brother as he was taken into the nursery.

As we walked out the door we ran into Adriana coming to carry out her interview with the new parent, Charles following her this time, both of them beaming smiles and warmth. Adriana actually introduced me to Charles as ‘the man who always seems to be where the action is’ and after a brief handshake and a few other platitudes we found out from Adriana that so far 8 babies had been born on board with Karen’s being the latest, but considering we had been at sea for little over 24 hours that was actually more than expected.

We promised to say our hellos again at the belly cast session as both partners were intending to be there and went on our way for a slow walk back to get a bite to eat.

I spent the next hour or so with Jodie grabbing food, and chatting over the events of the day. She confided in me that she was honestly getting a little concerned about giving birth – she’d already witnessed some ‘live’ on the cruise, and they were both nothing like the serene view of birth given in the educational videos shown by our midwife. We both knew of course that there was going to be some pain involved, but she was now focusing on the amount of shouting and screaming the new mothers had been doing. I gave her a hug. Of course, it was fair to have doubts, but she was well aware from her training to now that it wasn’t exactly going to be a walk in the park… but that was what made it all the more rewarding when she came out the other end. Everyone has been elated at the end of it all – and that’s what we need to focus on when the time comes.

She thanked me with a kiss, as we tidied up our plates and went for a walk around the ship, looking at couples and families all sharing a special time in their lives.

We made our way slowly to the Oasis, timing it so that we arrived just as the belly cast event was starting. Jodie was walking with a noticeable waddle at this point, the hour or two we spent walking around enough to start to hurt her back, her palms pressed hard into her back as we approached the door.

“Everything OK?” I enquired, noticing her discomfort.

“Yeah… just a fair few pounds of ‘this’ wanting to tip me forward all the time” she said with a flourish of her hands over her belly. I couldn’t help but laugh as she joined in.

We walked in and saw the group in front of us, actually much smaller than expected. We were expecting that there would be dozens if not hundreds of couples wanting to give this a go, but only 3 couples were there, ourselves included. Chatting between us, we surmised that it may be because it was in the adults only area, and the expectation that the ladies would likely be topless, unless someone wanted to ruin their top with the plaster and fabric mix that would be no doubt slapped on in the process, so that might not be for everyone. Over the next few minutes a few others turned up, but as Adriana and Charles came in from a staff entry door – Adriana already walking in topless as we had presumed – there were only 10 couples in the room including ourselves and our hosts.

Adriana spoke first. “Welcome one and all. We have invited you here personally, hence the low turnout. We have invited only those who turned up early on the first day that the Oasis area was open as a thank you for overcoming your inhibitions and joining us for a session of natural beauty, which we hope to capture with these plaster casts of your gorgeous bellies as something you can remember this special time in your lives along with the memories of this cruise for the near future.”

Suddenly I recognised the faces around me. Whilst we didn’t exactly go up and greet people this morning when we arrived, I did recognise some of the faces from back then.

“Now please, don’t be shy. I would like to think we were all past that stage now… we have prepared several small stations around the area all equipped with buckets of liquid plaster, and the fabric strips you will need. I trust you all have an understanding of what goes on with this process… but if not, please be imaginative – and please for a moment of seriousness - no washing your hands inside the water of the pool, as that may mess up the filtration system – please use the bucket of clean water provided. I would recommend that you coat your respective areas in Vaseline first to aid with removal of the dried product. It is always much easier when it is slippy.” She winked, clearly enjoying the innuendo. I’m hoping I imagined it, but I had a feeling that she looked at me as she winked…

As I helped Jodie sit down in her recliner, she pulled her top over her head to reveal her bra underneath, which she leaned forward as I undid the clasps, letting her breasts release free. She actually gave a groan of appreciation at that action, and as I held her hands as she sank back into the recliner, she closed her eyes. My hands reached for the tub of Vaseline provided and I started to smear it onto her belly and breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. Jodie slapped my hand away as I tweaked them, they grew large and erect at the stimulation.

“I am not having my damned nipples on display on our first belly cast!” she hissed at me as I laughed in response. “I think you should be happy to recall just how big they have gotten, all the better to feed our little baby.” I replied, and in response, I got another swat from her, but she was laughing along with me now.

I grabbed the first strip of fabric, dunked it into the bucket of plaster, and with both of my hands now dripping in the plaster mix, I pushed up her first breast away from her belly, sliding the fabric strip underneath to sandwich between the skin. The mix was evidently cold, as Jodie grimaced as I placed the fabric in contact with her skin, but she soon got over that as I lifted up the second breast, slid the fabric underneath, and reverently lowered the breast down onto the strip.

“1 down, lots to go!” I said enthusiastically, looking at the large pile of fabric strips left for us.

Jodie leaned back into the recliner and let her body go limp. “Wake me when you’re done” she asked, as she settled back with her eyes closed and relaxed into the feel of me gently dipping fabric strips into the bucket and laying them over her body one by one.

As I continued with my task around Jodie’s bump, my eyes drifted around to the others in the room. First that I spotted were Charles and Adriana, both of them lost in their own little world - no matter how flirtatious Adriana may have been when Charles wasn’t there, when he was, she only had eyes for him.

A second couple were presumably lesbians, or if not, they were very good friends. The pregnant lady had dyed purple hair and several tattoos, her partner was much demurer looking… but she was getting into the layering activities with gusto, her hands all over her partners body, the two of them sharing the occasional kiss.

My eyes next moved over to one of the other ‘higher end’ couples - I recognised their faces from the boarding day, an older gent with - if this isn’t too scandalous to say - his barbie doll trophy wife. They seemed to be getting into the swing of it though.

It was at this time that Jodie nudged my leg with her own. I looked down at her and she glanced to the side. My eyes followed the direction she was looking in and that’s when I saw her.

The woman of the couple was in obvious discomfort, holding onto the arms of her chair and lifting up her body, wiggling side to side. As we watched she held her breath and after a few moments, she blew it out of puckered lips, her cheeks bulging.

“Do you think…?” I whispered to Jodie. “Yup. Labour.” She replied. We both possibly took a bit more interest in the couple than maybe we should of from there on out.

“We can leave whenever you want to.” We heard the man of the couple ask his wife - his tone perhaps a little pleading.

“No no no…” the woman replied. “We have time and I want a belly cast at my biggest. The medical place is only 2 floors below us. How long could it take to get there.”

“Geez Liz baby, you be sure to tell me if we need to move quick.”

“You worry too much, just keep on slapping that on and we get the best memento of this pregnancy… other than little Tyler of course.”

We continued to carry out our own task whilst keeping one ear out to the other couple. When we heard the lady - Liz it seems - suck in her breath we took a glance over. Sure enough, even with the layers of plaster-soaked fabric tightly squashed to her skin, you could still see her belly visibly contract, going almost oblong in shape for a few moments.

She held her eyes closed for what seemed like an eternity, before letting out a quiet moan, almost impossible to hear unless you were focusing on it. We had no idea how long she had been aware she was in labour but the two of them seemed to accept that they were definitely on the road to meeting their baby.

It was the next contraction that gave it away to the rest of the room. Liz had been doing her meditative breathing as she had done before, but she suddenly let out a loud groan as all eyes turned towards the couple.

Liz was shaking her head, annoyed with herself that she managed to out herself like that, but Charles and Adriana - who had finished applying their own cast and were waiting for it to harden - approached and asked if they could help.

All the other couples finished up what they were doing and approached the couple who seemed to shy away at the attention.

“Please, please. I’m sorry, myself and Simon just wanted this one last celebration of the belly before we go off and have our baby. I thought I had time. I’m starting to worry that the pains are getting really close together.” Liz spoke as Simon looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

Adriana stepped forward and held Liz’s hand. “Please my dear. You are in charge of your birth. Whatever you need we will support you. Listen to your body and tell us what you need.” She was back to all smiles and purring accents, her ‘customer facing’ voice front and centre.

“Please leave me alone so my husband can finish this. I don’t know how much longer I have, and I need to have time for it to dry…” Liz’s request was simple enough.

“But of course, my dear. Charles, please see about having a chair brought here for our guest in case she needs to leave in a hurry.” Adriana watched as her husband pulled out a phone from his pocket and dialled for a porter to bring one of the electric wheelchairs up.

Everyone else had finished applying their layers and were sat chatting amongst themselves waiting for them to dry. Liz had become more and more restless over time, getting more and more vocal, needing to get up from her seat a lot more slowing the process of applying the wrap. She seemed to be having a tough time of it but the occasional cheer and well done from those around her as she gasped a breath after each contraction spurred her on.

As our cast had finally hardened to the point where we were able to lift it off Jodie’s body, Simon and Liz were just finishing up their final layer and were now needing to wait for it to dry.

The couple hoped that it wouldn’t take too long, Liz was now bouncing in place, complaining of the weight in her pelvis being too heavy, and many other such points which suggested that her labour had advanced to the transition stage, or at least very close to it.

As Liz leaned against a wall with her head on her hands, groaning at a long running contraction, Jodie and Adriana were behind her rubbing her back. Simon looked worried, pacing back and forth muttering that they should go, Liz grunting “it’s almost dry we can go in a few minutes. I can hold on” in response to his worried pacing.

It was a few minutes later as Liz held Simons hand, bouncing from foot to foot when she let out a yelp. Spreading her stance those around her saw glistening moisture down her legs. She soon came to the realisation that her water had broken as a strong contraction hit her. Without thinking she let go of Simon’s hands and grabbed her belly as she groaned, realising that her hands hit the dried cast with a thud rather than a soggy splat which would have signified that the casting was still damp.

Simon breathed a sigh of relief as he told her that he’d take off the cast and it was time for them to go. Liz managed a quick nod as she scrunched her eyes tightly together.

Simon scrambled in front of Liz, fingers reaching around the edges of the cast, slowly prising it off until it came loose with a ‘plop’ and landed in his hand. Charles walked forward and took the casting - asking for their room number so he could get it sent over whilst Simon and Liz went to the medical centre.

Liz grimaced out a “quick!” whilst Simon was fiddling with the cast, balling her fists tight as she took deep breaths in and out. Panic was evident in her voice as she let out a “I’ve left it too late. The head’s so heavy. I think it’s coming!”

Adriana comforted her, taking her by the shoulders and telling her that whilst it might feel uncomfortable the baby is still likely a long way from coming, and she will be in the medical centre before she realises, holding her baby sooner than she thinks. It helped calm her down as she was escorted to the chair that was provided earlier, Simon covering her with a blanket as he bundled up her clothes, not wanting to try and make her stand up to get dressed. They left the Oasis to a cheer from the others in the room.

As they wheeled down the deck, Liz held tight onto the arms of the chair so hard that the colour drained from her hands. Between gasping, panting breaths she moaned “it’s coming, it’s coming.” Simon just kept ploughing forward on his quest to get to deck 8, doing his best to ignore Liz’s pleading, knowing that the medical centre was the best option right now.

As the lift arrived and Simon pressed the 8 button, Liz cried out in frustration. “I need to open my legs, it’s coming, it’s coming.” Simon leaned over the back of the chair and hugged her close from behind, telling her that they were nearly there. Finally the doors closed, the lift moved the short distance between floor 10 and 8, and it opened onto the reception area.

Liz couldn’t cope any more. She stood up from the seat, throwing the blanket to the side and staggered forward. She tugged at the strings of her bikini bottoms, those falling down to the floor as well as she opened her legs and dropped into a semi squat, hands on her knees. She was naked in the reception area, the receptionist staring wide eyed at the incident in front of her, another mother to be who was walking the corridors dressed in a gown trying to progress her own labour stood still, mouth gaped wide at what she was seeing.

Liz screamed “the head, the head, it’s coming!” Between her legs the black teardrop shape was rapidly growing as she was forced to push, finally able to spread her legs enough to comply with what her body had been forcing her to do.

It didn’t take long, the head was coming fast, and by the end of the contraction, the head was out. Liz stood shocked with her hands between her legs, her body doubled over, cupping the mass. She looked up, caught the eye of the receptionist, then the other labouring woman and gasped “what do I do?”

Her question was soon answered as she needed to push again, hunkering down on her knees she gave birth to the rest of her son in a gush of fluid, catching the slippery infant in her hands and panting wildly.

The three looked at each other as Simon came up behind his wife completely taken aback by what just took place in front of his eyes.

The receptionist reacted first, pressing an alarm which had 2 of the medical staff dash into the reception area, where they took in the scene - Liz with a baby cradled in her arms attached by its umbilical cord, the other 3 people in the room all in various states of shock and awe.

The medical staff acted quickly bundled Liz up in the discarded blanket for warmth and took her into an examination room for a check over. Simon followed.

Charles pressed a button to end the call he had just received, announcing to those left in the Oasis about the birth. I sat there and checked my watch - it had been 10 minutes since they left that the phone call had been taken. Maybe we should be aware that occasionally first time babies don’t want to wait.

As we got ready to leave, Charles collected in our casts, making sure that they were all tagged with the room they belonged to – and told us to keep an eye out for something special in the coming days.

Exhausted from a long day, myself and Jodie decided that we would just get room service that evening – avoid the crowds at the main dining rooms. We ordered a few bits and pieces to satisfy our hunger… but we were amused to find that there was a ‘pregnancy craving’ menu at the end of the room service menu. We ordered a bowl of pickles and ice cream for Jodie after browsing through all sorts of concoctions – some of which even Jodie was unsure how pregnant women could stomach.

As our food came, we had a bed picnic, eating fries, chicken tenders, slices of pizza and all sorts of junk food. Then it came to the pickles and ice cream.

“I dare you, just one bite” Jodie teased me, trying to make me take a mouthful of the mixture. The pickles had been chopped finely and mixed into the ice cream to leave what should have normally been white vanilla, a sickly green colour.

“No… I’ve got a better idea.” I say, grinning. Taking off my top – with Jodie eyeing me hungrily as I did so, I dip my finger into the mixture and smear it over my chest. “I’ll be your serving plate.”

“Now THIS is something I can get behind” Jodie squealed with delight as she shoved me back onto the bed and went at me with her tongue, the feel of her bump rubbing against me leaving me in ecstasy. Eventually she moved to tugging down my shorts, bunching them at my ankles, and applying more of the desert in strategic spaces.

I enjoyed desert more that night than I had done in a very long time. I promised the next day we would be having a normal ice cream flavour, maybe some chocolate sauce, and I would be returning the favour.

“I’ll hold you to that… now go get a shower, you’re all sticky.” Jodie replied with a devilish grin.

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✧˖° Ada Valentine Birdwell

alias "Ada Valentine"

Birthplace: Oasis Springs Current residence: San Myshuno Relationship status:  Dating around Parents: Bodhi Akiyama-Lee, Emery Birdwell Siblings: Margot Birdwell Children: None Traits: loner • non-committal • music lover Additional traits: top-notch toddler • mentally gifted • unique appearance • spice hound • scouting aptitude • always welcome • alluring • muser • gregarious Child aspirations: kid whiz Adult aspirations: serial romantic Occupation: social media influencer

CW: pregnancy loss

Ada was born on Love Day and grew up on an off-the-grid lot in Oasis Springs. Her parents had a rocky relationship and briefly separated after the birth of Ada's sister Margot before getting back together a year later. In her childhood and teens, she was part of the scouts and rose up to the rank of llamacorn scout.

As a young adult, Ada moved to San Myshuno to pursue a career in social media. Having grown up without a pc and just a little technology, she had always glamorized the life of a social media star but she soon found out that things weren't easy, especially at the start of one's career: She lived in a rat and cockroach infested apartment in San Myshuno, trying to make the space as liveable and nice looking as possible while still saving up for a nicer apartment.

She was dating around in those first few years in San Myshuno, having a new boyfriend every week, until she met Tim. For the first time, Ada felt like this could be something permanent. Tim moved in with her (thanks MCCC / neighbourhood stories) and surprisingly, Ada didn't mind giving up her solitude and independence for him.

But things changed suddenly and drastically when one morning, Ada discovered that she was pregnant: She had never envisioned herself as a mother but now that she was pregnant, maybe this could be a role that she would like? And Tim seemed so happy to be a father. But whatever hope had been growing in Ada, for a life that she had never imagined, was brutally extinguished when she was admitted to the hospital for adominal pain.

She lost her son and with him, any desire to even think about being a mother in this life. She broke up with Tim, severing all ties to a life that could have been, and moved from her old apartment to a nicer one in the fashion district. She has gone back to casual dating and loves spoiling her niece Imogen and nephew Rahul with gifts.

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Being a sim parent is hard :')

My simself tried to throw her stepson a birthday party with a cute lil cake but the stove caught on fire. It's ok, Amaris still loved it and he aged up beautifully.

Of course his aint shit, trifflin ass momma decided to send a gift to Mari for his birthday. So my simself let him visit her all the way in San Myshuno. This ho had the nerve to be living in a 1 bedroom apartment with her community dick havin ass husband salim benali, a toddler, four dogs and two horses and PREGNANT. look at that poor baby's face. he knows he hates it here. his name is wilder. nothing more wild than his ho ass mother's living situation. i had to help them out and get rid of them horses.

ANYWAY my sim found out she was pregnant with a cryptic pregnancy shortly after giving birth to her baby girl, Nara. So they moved out of their Oasis Springs home into a spacious house in San Sequoia.

Amaris loves being a big brother. My sim gave birth to another girl. I named her Eula. Eula and Nara are fasho irish twins if that's a thing in the sims! i have the nerve to be talking about my husband's babymoms situation when my simself has two infants and one crib lmfao. i just keep placing the other on that playmat and let the dogs keep guard. LOL but no seriously, we have a full house too (3 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat) not to mention my simself is still writing books, tending to her garden and now she has bees to take care of!