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[threehazelnuts]

Her mother’s words were like an arrow of poison to the girl’s heart.

It was as if the Queen’s proud spirit now ruled within her. All the love she had felt before was blotted out. She could not bear to be sold to the Prince as if she had no will at all.

She could only see her shame of having to leave her mother's palace to go with a stranger and his group of misfits.

Secretly she spoke to the captain of the guard. When the Prince carried her off, he was to send all his army and war-machinery after them and return her to her mother’s court.

[plumbobgothica]

Flavors of Midnight, Chapter 1: The Prodigal Daughter Returns (Part 1)

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Frida Goth: Thanks for helping me move in, Gunther. You didn’t have to come.

Gunther Goth: You’re my little sister. Of course I’m going to help you move. But, Frida, you know you could have just stayed with us at Goth Manor, right?

Frida: Is that a joke? Your wife hates me. Plus I haven’t set foot in that house in . . . a long time.

Gunther: *Sigh* You could at least let me pay for you to stay somewhere a bit more . . . suitable for someone of your pedigree. You’re a Goth, whether you like it or not.

Frida: You sound like Dad when you talk like that.

Notes:

This is my first time trying something like this, so it’s a bit of an experiment!

This is an actual gameplay save file, so while I do have a general story arc in mind (plus planned character development for several different beloved Sunset Valley townies), I plan to let the gameplay naturally guide the direction of the story, too. The plot will evolve based on events that occur during my playthrough, unless I decide to veto something. 😉

I also want to mention that I was very much inspired by @greenplumbboblover and her fantastic Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley story, which I highly recommend! (Also, super grateful for your pose player add-on!)

[miss-may-i]

Miss May I: Season 5 Part 48

Isabella: Wow Damian, this place looks amazing! It's almost like a real life hotel.

Damian: Pretty soon it will be a real life hotel. Julie is at the courthouse getting the business license right now.

Isabella: You hear that, Jaspy?

Isabella: Your mommy is going to be a business woman!

Damian: Oh look, here she comes.

Damian: So, we open for business?

Julian: No. Not without permission from the other owner.

Damian: Other owner? You mean Vivi?

Julian: No.

Isabella: Your dad? Isn't he the one who gave you the lodge in the first place? I know you still don't see him much, but I'm sure if you told him there was a misunderstanding, he'd help.

Julian: It's not my dad.

Damian: Then your mom? But she's dead.

Julian: Not Jade--her husband.

Damian & Isabella: WHAT?

Nathan: Wow, this is a nice place you got here. I almost forgot about this old junk. Can't believe you managed to fix it up. And get knocked up again.

Nathan: You know, you're a lot like your mother. I can't wait to do business with you.

Damian: Holy shit, that dude needs to be punched in the dick. Don't let him get to you. Julie.

Damian: Julie? Hey, you alright?

Julian: I think I'm going into labor.

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[treason-and-plot]

Roy takes a lot more care than usual choosing what to wear before he goes downstairs to join Anya, but he needs the time to steady his nerves and to think. He hopes the lump in his stomach can be dissolved with a couple of beers. Not too many, because he needs to keep his wits about him. He cannot underestimate Anya, that much he realises. She may be young and lacking in life experience, but her intuition is as sharp as her cheekbones.

She is waiting for him on the black leather couch, staring at the news on the TV. The volume is so low he can barely make out what the news anchor is saying. He goes to the fridge and grabs a beer and sits down next to her.

“You took a while getting changed,” she says.

“I couldn’t find my socks,” he says, taking a long swig from his beer bottle. ”I think the maid is getting our laundry confused. Do you know if you have any of my my socks in your sock drawer?”

“I’ll have a look,” she says.”But I think we have more important things to discuss right now than socks, Roy.”

She shoots him a reproving look. He tries to look appropriately sombre.

“Why were you so weird and evasive when I tried to talk to you about Dad?” she says. “It really confused and hurt me, Roy. I needed you to be there for me and….you let me down. I was completely devastated and it was like you didn’t even care. What Dad did nearly tore my family apart. Don’t you get that? I mean, you’re supposed to be my partner, my emotional support in times of crisis. And now I feel like….I don’t know. Like I can’t rely on you. I just feel like...you’re not the person I thought you were.”

[greenplumbboblover]

Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 10

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Morgana: Pauline? Are you home?

Morgana: Pauline?

Pauline: Girl! I love you, but I'm super hungover right now!

Morgana: I messed up last night, Pauline. Real bad.

Pauline: Oh gosh, honey! Wait up, I'll open thje door.

[pleasantviewrainfall111]

Me, when some unsuspecting fool asks me about my sims, not knowing that my sims have lore so deep it reaches across all readily available games - yes, that includes console, handheld and mobile - and are all intrecately woven into a fine Web of made up and canon.

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🏝️Time on Island: Day 45

AN: Longer Chapters Ahead Folks!

I can't believe I'm losing to a fish.

Out of sheer boredom, I taught Ioannis how to play Rock, Paper, Scissors, and I’ve lost the last four rounds. What the hell? Flopping back, I threw my hands up in defeat.

“I give up. You’re good at everything,” I groaned, letting my head sink into the soft sand.

Ioannis laughed, a deep, melodic sound that stirred something in my chest. He tucked his tail beneath him and leaned down to meet my gaze.

“Oh, is that so?”

Giving him the rudest side-eye I could muster, I sighed dramatically.

“I’m BORED.”

“Surely, there must be something else we can do to entertain you?” he asked, a teasing glint in his eye.

I rolled onto my stomach, propping my chin in my hands as I gazed out at the endless expanse of ocean. “I miss my phone,” I muttered, the mere thought of it making me feel even more restless. It had remained in my jean pocket while the ship went down, but it was broken and completely waterlogged—totally unusable.

His brows furrowed as if he was conflicted.

“I could…” he started, his voice trailing off as he seemed to contemplate something.

I glanced at him, curiosity piqued. “You could what?”

“I could grant you the ability to breathe underwater.”

“Wait—what? You can do that?” I sat up, shocked.

“Temporarily,” he clarified, his tone serious.

“Can we do it now?”

“Of course,” he said, although the playful spark in his eyes dimmed slightly. “But you must understand one thing: you have to remain near me. The ocean can be…unpredictable.”

I nodded eagerly. “Okay.”

He took another deep breath, his features suddenly taut with concentration. I could sense he was stalling again, and it only deepened the knot of anticipation twisting in my stomach.

“So how do you—” I started, but he interrupted me.

“As I have mentioned, it is only temporary, but I will need to provide you with breath.” His tone was matter-of-fact, and he paused, as if giving me a moment to fully grasp the implications of what he was saying.

Huh?

He had to give me breath?

He had to give… me… breath.

My mind screeched to a halt.

OH.

He had to give me breath.

So, his mouth and my mouth…

“Oh,” I stuttered, suddenly feeling a rush of heat spreading across my cheeks. “You— you have to put your—”

“Indeed,” he replied, his brows raising slightly as he regarded me patiently.

I nodded in agreement and despite my heart pounding in my chest I trailed behind him as we ventured into the water.

When he turned and moved closer to me to…transfer air, I silently prayed he couldn’t see how flustered I truly was. His fingers brushed against my cheek, and he pulled back for a moment, hesitation flickering in his eyes. Would he really go through with this?

Then, in an instant, his cool, wet hands cradled my face. Until this moment, our encounters had been marked by fleeting brushes of the hand or my leg against his tail while swimming but never something so overt. His steady gaze bore into mine, electrifying and intense, leaving me breathless and questioning everything I felt.

“Just concentrate on me,” he said, his voice calm.

Okay,” I said weakly.

“Hold your breath.” 

And then, he pulled me under. 

The water embraced us, cool and refreshing, and before I could think, he was drawing me toward him, sealing his lips over mine. 

The moment our lips touched, a rush of air bubbles filled my lungs—both strange and exhilarating. It was as if I was sharing a part of him; his breath mingled with mine, seamlessly intertwining our worlds in that brief moment.

It’s not a kiss. It’s not a kiss. It’s not a kiss.

He pulled away and I opened my eyes to find his gaze fixed on me.

“Breathe,” he urged, his voice ringing clear in the water like a bell.

I took a deep breath—and though it was water, it felt as effortless as air.

“Well?” Ioannis asked, his tone almost bashful.

My grin couldn’t be contained, joy bubbling up within me. “It feels… amazing! I can breathe!”

I saw the corners of his mouth twitch into a smile, his eyes sparkling with that mischievous glimmer that promised adventure beneath the waves.

To Be Continued...

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Sunset Died - The younger ones

learning and reminiscing (longer Part)

It's Thursday morning, around 9 o'clock. And school has been back in session for a few days now. Well, a little sparsely, but it was important that the children get a little structure back into their everyday lives. Just hanging around at home or in the neighborhood all day should be stopped for at least a few hours.

Although Detlef has no teacher training, he agreed to do a little teaching with the children. And the kids like him. He found a few textbooks to read to them. And again it was a morning when he was a little annoyed… “Actually, it's called homework, you should do it at home and not here"/ ‘we didn't get it done, it's not that bad, is it?’.

Detlef took a few steps forward, because the comment came from VJ. “So you don't think it's so bad, huh? It makes sense to do your homework straight after school. Your mind is still working then. You can have your free time afterwards"/ ‘I've managed quite well so far without all the school stuff’/ ”That may be. But do you want to be left without a school-leaving certificate?”

“Who cares here whether I have a school-leaving certificate? You can't even get a real job here anymore. Or do you get paid for throwing poo over the fence?"/ ‘VJ…’/ ‘Yeah, what?’. Detlef knew that VJ was a difficult person from time to time. But he kept his composure and spoke to him calmly. “Just try to join in as best you can, okay?”. Some of the young people simply don't see any prospects in this city anymore. Hunting is fun, but it's not everything.

Detlef went to the back again. Because as long as the children were doing their homework, he had little to do. “So… I wouldn't sit there"/ ”Why not? The chair isn't broken, I sat on it yesterday too, so…"/ ‘ehehe, at your own risk…’. Just as he sat down on the chair, the typical sound of a whoopee cushion was heard. This caused laughter throughout the classroom.

Detlef made a serious face until the laughter died down again. “O.K., who was that?”. There was already so little to laugh about in these difficult times. But the children know how to bring out the fun for a moment. “You can guess for a long time, hahaha"/ ‘A prankster doesn't give himself away’. Detlef had to admit defeat. But he didn't want to let the tingling feeling you get before you have to laugh show. So he just smiled a little to himself.

Even some of the younger pupils are not necessarily thrilled that school has started again. They had become accustomed to being outside for long periods of time, playing in the wilderness. It was a big adventure playground. But it was important to get back into a certain routine. “Is it true that a heating stove is being installed here?”.

„Yeah, so that no icicles grow on our asses in winter"/ ‘tihihi, oh God, VJ!’/ „hehe…“/ ”Please, concentrate. When you've finished your homework, we'll talk about this map here”. The students noticed as soon as they entered the classroom that a map of their city was hanging on the wall. “Don't you think that's a bit cheeky? It's just depressing, Mister Teacher”.

Detlef breathed in and out deeply, a little agonized… “I know it's not easy for you … it's not easy for any of us. But we mustn't forget where we come from and that we had good times. I'm sure it will be like that again one day"/ „but definitely not here, it will never look this green again, Mr. Landgraf“/ „I know… let's just go through a few places and talk about it".

Of course, Detlef didn't want to force any of the children to do anything they didn't want to do. So everyone was allowed to decide for themselves whether they wanted to come to the front or stay seated. But Arlo wanted to look at the map. And he recognized some places. “Dad sometimes took me to the little park with the chess tables or we went fishing at the big lake. He always took time for me when he came home”.

After Arlo dared to start, the other children gradually joined in. They looked at the map and a few memories they had of their families gradually emerged. “Mum used to read me stories and I used to help her in the garden…"/ ‘And I sometimes went to the cemetery behind our house at night…’ said Mortimer with a mischievous grin on his face.

Katharina also searched her memories for something she liked doing. “I liked going to the movies… And the swimming pool"/ ‘that still exists’. Katharina wrinkled her nose “yes, but there are all these disgusting plants swimming around now, I don't go in there anymore”. Malcolm looked at the map and saw the large villa where he lived. “I always thought our house was far too big. I like our new one better”.

(Peter) “I was always in the park after school, didn't feel like going home at all…”/ “I felt the same way, but I was always looking forward to mum's lunch, so I always skipped lunch at school”/ “it wasn't always tasty either, haha”

Ethan was quite thoughtful as he looked at the map. “I'm still wondering how it was that our house got practically nothing…"/ (Peter) ”I'm sure it was just a lucky coincidence. Our house was completely swept away. And then we discovered our mini bunker, we didn't know anything about it beforehand”.

And VJ also took another look at the map. “Everything was still in order. I remember… My dad had just gotten a promotion and wanted to renovate our house with the extra money. The fucking things destroyed everything."/ ‘Yes, I remember how proud he was when he came to you and you were so mean to him again’/ ‘I know… it can't be helped, I wish my brother was still here’.

Detlef looked over at Holly for a moment. She was also very thoughtful. “I… I have a little brother now. And to be honest, I don't want him to grow up in this destroyed environment here. Do you think… we'll get help here at some point?”. Detlef took a deep breath. “I hope so, as long as someone out there finally manages to get their ass here"/ ‘You said ass…’/ ‘hahaha’ . Detlef also had to laugh a little, sometimes he just couldn't hold back.

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[sweetbeagaming]

Estelle has been a complete menace this summer. From reaching the top of her career to doing her best to one up Cheri’s new relationship at every turn, she’s on a bit of a mean streak. Estelle is a hard working woman and I think she deserves to have a little ego. 😌

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[justanothersimsblog]

Another day, another class with The Lady. This time they were meeting in the ‘living room’ area of the Elder’s Chambers. She was already there, lounging on the couch, when he came in. “Ready to begin?” She asked as he sat.

“I’m always ready for you.” He smirked. 

She rolled her eyes.

In the spirit of sharing he told her. “I have a tattoo on my dick.”

She furrowed her brow and stared. She expected to be annoyed… but she still didn’t expect this.

‘Am I lying?’ He had a wide smile plastered on his face. Enjoying the show, as she tried to figure out the truth of his statement. Of course, he had other tattoos that were visible, and she knew he’s had tattoos for a while now.

‘I’m going to guess it’s true.’

‘You don’t want to find out what it is?’

And there it was, an invitation for her to get into his pants. Predictable. She rolled her eyes again. ‘I’m ok.’

‘You’re not curious?’

‘I’ve never understood the appeal of getting tattoos.  Painful process. I rather… inflict it.’ She mused to herself. He was intrigued.

[threehazelnuts]

At twelve o’clock sharp, Long-Fellow ushered his two companions through the window, having fetched them back from the mountain. The Prince and the Princess were sitting together again, like nothing had happened.

A moment later, the Queen appeared with an evil smile, expecting the company to be in fear and confusion and her daughter three hundred miles away in a fiery mountain.

When the Queen saw her daughter in the Prince’s arms, it was her turn to fear. “Here’s someone who can do greater things than I”, she thought. But still she would not be defeated.

“Shame on you”, the Queen whispered to her daughter “You didn’t pick a husband for yourself, but had to take the first adventurer who won you.”

[plumbobgothica]

Flavors of Midnight, Chapter 1: The Prodigal Daughter Returns (part 2)

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Frida: Anyways, I already told you, I’m not taking your money. I’m going to find my own way.

Gunther: It’s okay to accept help every once in a while. And Mom and Dad aren’t around anymore to judge either of us.

Frida: Is it wrong for me to say I’m glad they’re gone?

Gunther: I’d be lying if I said I missed them breathing down my neck. Either way, I’m happy you’re back. Sunset Valley is your home.

Frida: I’m glad, too . . . I think. I just wish Uncle Sam and Olivia were here.

Gunther: May they rest in peace. C’mon, let’s get a picture before I go!

[miss-may-i]

Miss May I: Season 5 Part 39

Isabella: Wow, so this is what university looks like!

Isabella: I can't believe it, my first college party!

Scotty: Hey there, you. I haven't seen you around. Are you a freshman?

Isabella: Oh no, I don't go here. I'm Isabella. I'm sure you've heard a lot about me.

Scotty: Isabella? Nope, doesn't ring a bell. My name's Scotty. You should remember it for when you're screaming it later tonight.

Isabella: Why would I be screaming your name?

Isabella: Um ... I'm Richie's girlfriend. This is his dorm, right?

Scotty: Richie? Yeah, he's here. We talk all the time, but he's never mentioned an Isabella or even a girlfriend. He's really popular with the other girls here.

Isabella: He ... he is?

Scotty: Why don't I get you a beer?

Isabella: Oh, yeah. I like beer!

*Knock* *Knock*

Richie: Go away, I'm studying.

Zachery: Hey Richie Rich, there's a girl downstairs looking for you.

Richie: Nice try, but I'm not falling for it.

Zachery: Scotty's already getting his hands on her if you don't come quick.

Richie: I don't care. I can't focus with all these distractions. I'm going to fail my midterms.

Zachery: You really don't care? 'Cause this girl says her name is Isabella and that she's your girlfriend.

Richie: What?!?

Isabella: Oh Richie! You have no idea how much I've missed you! I love you so much!

Richie: Bella, what are you doing here?

Isabella: Aren't you happy to see me?

Richie: Of course I'm happy to see you. It's just unexpected, is all.

Isabella: I have to keep you excited so that you never get sick of me.

Richie: I could never get sick of you.

Richie: Let's go upstairs to my room and away from all this loud music. So we can ... talk.

Isabella: Talk? Yes! I love to talk.

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“What news?” says Mia to Julia, plucking a dead moth from one of the shelves.

“Cookie and Raj are engaged,” says Julia. “She told Spencer this morning. He said she was telling every person who walked into the booking office. Apparently Raj proposed to her last night. There’s nothing on her Simstagram yet because apparently he hasn’t gotten around to buying a ring but Spence asked Raj point-blank and Raj confirmed it. I don’t know what to think. Can you believe it? ” 

“It happened last night?” says Mia. She has to clap a hand over her mouth to prevent a hysterical bubble from escaping. “Oh my God. Wow. That fucking prick.”

“Are you okay?” says Julia.

“Jules, I saw them last night. At The Grotto," says Mia, the words coming out in a garbled rush. “She was a total bitch as usual, and he really pissed me off too. I can't say too much over the phone, but this is just the icing on the fucking cake. He can go fuck himself with a fucking chainsaw. Fucking arsehole. FUCK!”

A tourist couple who have just entered the shop exchange wide-eyed glances and hurriedly exit.

“I can’t understand why he’d propose to her in the first place” says Julia. “She’s not a good match for him. She’s too needy and insecure. And the way he speaks to her sometimes...he can't really love her, can he?"

Mia can only shake her head. She can hear a dull roar somewhere in the back of her skull, like the sounds of the waves crashing on distant shore.    

“Spence rates her, though,” says Julia. “He thinks she’s a class act.  Maybe it’s a guy thing. Maybe she’s got a princess in public, pornstar in the bedroom kind of vibe. What do you think?”

“I think I need to go and pay her a visit at the office,” says Mia.

“Mia, don’t-“ says Julia, but Mia has already disconnected.

[greenplumbboblover]

Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 10

Transcript:

Morgana: I... was expecting this day to come eventually.

Morgana: You seemed to talk about it all so colourfully.

Leighton: I am aware that we have known each other for a short time. But in that time, you have made me feel confident again in a long-term relationship.

Leighton: Would you like to marry me, and then come to Mt. Komorbi with me?