#the straud games

[0-nouke-0]

The Straud Games

*Family tree

[wildmelon]

lovelorn and nobody knows 🥀

[moneycheats]

silas straud / alice lockwood

[stinkrascal]

the proud members of the vampire's embassy

[notsooldmadcatlady]

Love and love and love in the vampire kiss.

~ Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat ~

[dead-lights]

oops

also i forgot to buy the cake.

[imageingrunge]

OC Evolution Tag: Elle de Vampiro 2022?? -> 2024 its been a long odyssey with her

choose an oc and show the progress of the earliest to latest version of them

BONUS sims (couldnt find a lot of older pics of them but the change is crazy to me)

Inna 2023- 2024 - why does she remind me of a russian princess in the 1st pic

Vlad 2019- 2024: Proto vlad -shivers- yUCk i remember i found these real chisel-cut cheek presets n used them on everyone!! dark times so yea red-haired human vlad is a call back to the first vlad

[eljeebee]

Letting off Steam

“I’ll be out for a bit! If y’all need me, give me a ring!” Percival shouted, making sure everyone else heard him loud and clear. He didn’t have to, though. They’re vampires, and their sense of hearing is enhanced – he just loves being obnoxious to Lana.

“Yes, yes. Move along, Percy,” Lady Lana dismissed him, paying him no mind as she worked on her computer.

Valentina appeared from her cousin’s open office. “Where are you headed, Percy? Sanguine? Aren’t you a little early?”

“I’m going to the gym. Boxing sparring,” he replied.

Valentina hummed as she watched him walk to their door. “…Of course.”

“I’ll be stopping by at Sanguine, though,” he gave her a grin.

“Be careful.”

And he’s gone through the door.

“Did you know that it was little Lilith Vatore that invited him to spar with her?”

“Oh?”

“Percy was skeptical about it – he told me that last night, when he helped me bake my last batch of cookies,” Lady Lenora explained. “He thought it was a trap, but I eased his worries. The Vatore won’t break our oath. He became enthusiastic about it, eventually. I reminded him to be careful, of course. Sparring between vampires can be deadly.”

“You’ve baked something, sister? Without me? Why didn’t you ask me for help?” Lana suddenly appeared, sounding hurt.

“Yes, my dear Lana. Have you forgotten Gertrude’s partnership with Mayor Feng’s Cookies for a Cause?”

Lana let out an exaggerated guffaw. “Of course not, Nora! Are you going for another batch? I’ll help you. Come, come. Come, sister.”

“You can help me wrap them in cellophane.”

“You’re finished already?” the youngest Beau sister whined. “But I wanted to help you!”

“You will help me,” Lenora ignored her whining. “We’re packing them up.”

Let’s hope this works for him to control his frustrations.

“Percy boy!!! And here I thought you don’t wanna box with me!”

“Pfft.”

Percy quickly changed clothes. He jumped on the ring, making sure the boxing gloves were strapped tight. Lilith nodded at him, her own gloved hands bumping each other, before taking her stance.

“Terms?”

“If I win, you’ll let me fuck someone in the club closet. I lose, I’ll help y’all clean up after closing.”

“Deal.”

“Really?” Lilith panted, “Right on the face?”

“Don’t fret,” Percy chuckled, trying to catch his breath, “your pretty face is healing up already.”

She let out a breathy laugh.

“Did you go easy on me?” he asked, leaving the ring.

“Perhaps,” Lilith caught her breath and closed her eyes. “Whatever. You won. You get the closet all to yourself…and to whoever the lucky person is for tonight.”

She stood upright, before leaving the boxing ring, “My brother lost a bet so he’s the designated janitor for tonight. That’s why I purposely lost, Percy boy. Don’t soil the closet too much, yeah?”

“See you later tonight,” said Lilith. “Going straight to the club?”

“Gotta savor my victory. Next time we spar, don’t hold back.”

“You’re on.”

Percy downed the drink that Lilith made for him. He scanned around the club: in front of Caleb’s bar, he saw Vladislaus Straud talking with Lana Beau.

I didn’t know she’d be here. He chuckled to himself. I know damn well she’s shaking on her seat – she’d rather spend the night in a luxury lounge than be here.

There’s also this red haired vampire girl sitting by Caleb’s bar. She’s quite new, not only in the club, but being a vampire as well. He’d hook up with her if he could, but he doesn’t want to get involved with another vampire. He prefers mortals, he gets the thrill from it. He looked towards the dancefloor, where Helen Straud was playing her mix. There was this blonde girl, dressed in red, with stockings, and with a pretty black heels with pretty black bows. She danced the night away, her hips swaying to the beat.

Percy stifled a groan. He’s so pent up. He slid a bill to the counter, nodding to Lilith. She retrieves it, paying him no mind. She knows he’s up to no good, but they had a deal.

“Something tells me you’re up to no good, miss.”

“Oh, is it now?” The lady practically purred. “And what is a pretty man doing here?”

“You know…” his voiced lowered, looking at her matte painted lips. “Looking for fun. Something to relieve the stress…”

She bit her lip. “My, my…I’m here to relieve some stress too…”

When Percy let go of Jenna (he learned her name after their tryst in Sanguine’s janitor closet that he’s sure to forget), he couldn’t help but frown when she greeted the person who was just about to enter their home. It was Lavender Lee – the girl he saw on Gertrude’s opening night. (Of course, that name won’t be forgotten; she’s too cute).

“Hi Leeeee!!!” Jenna drunkenly giggled.

He could see the way her face twisted, and he could see how she tried to school it. “Hello, Jenna. Your boyfriend?”

I am not. He tried not to hiss.

Jenna snorted. “No, nooooo! Just someone I spent the night with.” She purred.

Percy’s cold heart constricted when he saw how Lavender looked away at them. (Why?) He tried chuckling with Jenna, who nuzzled him to death.

“Well, I hope you had a great night,” Lavender said. “See you later?”

“Okayyyy! Oh, are you still leaving for tomorrow?”

Lavender nodded, fiddling with the doorknob. He could see how she missed the keyhole at least twice, with her hands shaking.

“Okieeee!!! I’ll drive your clients away while you’re on your trip!!!”

Lavender only nodded again, before unlocking her door. She left them outside.

Percy quickly gave Jenna a kiss (that he’s starting to dislike) – it was a rushed one, but was still quite the kiss, as Jenna almost melted.

“Alright, lady, get inside,” Percy gently pushes her inside, gently if not urgently.

Jenna giggled, again, “Mmmhmm, see you around, pretty boy.”

As soon as Jenna had entered her home and closed her door, Percy rushed. He knocked on Lavender’s door, ignoring the doorbell so Jenna wouldn’t hear.

Lavender opened her door.

“Pretty girl, there you are.”

She groaned. Cute. He thought.

“The guy from Gertrude’s, am I right?”

“Damn right you are, darling,” he smirked.

“Fancy seeing you around here then,” she replied, and he didn’t miss the way her heart quickened its pace.

“You live here?”

“Obviously?”

He smiled.

They stood there for a moment. She cleared her throat. “Do you need something?”

“You’re going for a trip?”

“Uh-huh…?”

He nodded. Then he turned on his heel, “It’s nice seeing you again. Enjoy your trip.”

Cute. Really cute.

Inspired from this ask.

[feroshgirlsims]

Chapter 3.4 - What Not to Wear

VLAD

Up on the second floor, Vlad runs into his cousin, Mandy. She eyes him suspiciously in the hall and then makes a rude gesture before stomping downstairs.��

He slips into his grandparents’ bedroom and begins stripping off his clothes. Below him, he can hear Mandy begging for cereal and his grandmother telling her to eat the eggs she cooked or “fuck off.” He already knows Mandy will veto the eggs and head to his mother’s house to see what she has to offer.

Jokes on her, it’s eggs. 

He savors the feel of the suit on his skin as he stares at himself in the mirror. 

“You probably don’t need to let the hem out. I used to be your height back when I wore it,” Bubba explains. It’s the only warning Vlad has that he’s in the room. Even at his advanced age, the man moves like a cat. “Custom pockets on the inside for throwing knives,” he holds Vlad’s gaze in the mirror. “Not that this is that kind of occasion.”

“It isn’t,” Vlad replies softly, dashing away a tear. He’s never been able to control his crying. It’s just something that washes out of the static haze inside him. Strong feelings are so rare he’s learned not to fight them, even if he can’t always decipher them or understand why they’ve appeared. “I can’t wear this, Bubba. She’ll think I’m a complete psychopath.”

His grandfather snorts. “You are.”

“Rude,” Vlad chastizes. “Last I checked, you’re not a licensed therapist.”

Bubba shrugs, “Like calls to like. Now, do you want to keep this in case the right occasion ever pops up?”

Vlad thanks him and dashes across the yard to his house and carefully hangs the suit in his closet before grabbing his wallet and heading back out. 

He spots his father loading the truck and feels a wave of fury wash over him. The Strauds have one vehicle, and accommodating eight adults is difficult, which is why they have a system. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Vlad shouts, “You know I have class. I need to get to the train station.”

“I’m not kidding,” his father says, “Now do you want to be a little shit, or do you want a ride? I got things to do.”

Idiotic things. Things to piss Vlad off. Things that require ignoring the whiteboard in the kitchen and taking the damn truck anyway. Vlad works his jaw but doesn’t make a move for the door.

His father leans against the truck and folds his arms. “Fine. You want to tell me what’s wrong, or is this the ghost of your teenage years sent to haunt me as punishment?”

Vlad glares. 

Josef looks up at the sky as if praying for patience. “Wear your dark blue button-down and your purple jeans. My brown boots are by my bed; I already shined them. Blue matches your skin tone, and the purple jeans are your most worn-in, so you’ll be comfortable.”

Vlad realizes that all the tension he’s holding disappears. He takes a deep breath and nods. “Thank you. I’ll be right back.”

“You’re welcome; I love you,” his father says, “But watcher help me, Vladislaus; if you’re not out here in fifteen minutes, I’m leaving, and you can walk your ass to the train station.”

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(Part 4 of 4)

[vermutandherring]

Who would have thought that new dance from the Horse Ranch can fit so good to the vampire rococo party.

I don't remember if Vladislaus or Vatore siblings have withered stomach, but a cake is a cake, you know.

Maybe next time, Caleb...

Game: The Sims 4

CC credits:

• Rococo outfits for male and female by @acanthus-sims

• Dinning room: The Drawing Room Fireplace & Wood Wall Panels by @annadedanann

• ...and others (I'm WCIF friendly)~

I also recommend you to get Longer Parties & More Guests mod by weerbesu on MTS.

[0-nouke-0]

The Straud Games

*Family tree

[wildmelon]

idk what im doing

[nectar-cellar]

vlad brainrot

first of all, count vlad has no business looking this damn good in this peaky blinders outfit by @joojconverts​ i am absolutely in love like oh my god. sexy supernatural world history professor vibes.

anyways, i took these pics while doing a little makeup test on vlad. i wanted to give him a more gaunt, aged look since he is, after all, hundreds of years old... and plasma and sunscreen will only get you so far...

i used a lot of reddish, purpley, greyish brown shades for that whole undead chic look on his pale skin.

i also tried changing his eye color to a dark red which is like more vampy. but i don’t know, i’m torn. i love his icy blue gaze. what do you think - red eyes, yes or no? pic below.

i don’t think he looks intimidating enough with these deep, sultry, melancholy maroon eyes. like, my neck is right here.

[householdbinary]

count vladislaus straud iv.

[notsooldmadcatlady]

she is loved

[stinkrascal]

How do you place out your lots since Forgotten Hollow is TINY for no reason.

helloooo! the only lots i have placed in forgotten hollow are vlad's house, the vatore's house, and one of the base game houses that came w the world, i didn't move anything i just decorated those lots as they stood. every other location used in standstill was taken in different worlds. i use a specific set of trees when decorating FH and i put those same trees around the other lots so they look somewhat cohesive, using the TOOL mod to place trees outside of the lot and obscure the background helps too. these scenes here and here were taken in henford, and the beginning of this scene was taken at glimmerbrook. i simply pretend they're all forgotten hollow 🦇