#ts4 bess

[quill-pen]

So @rom-e-o created Bess and her Ebenezer for the Sims and I AM HERE FOR IT. (Shots from Romey obviously.)

Strawberry Sunrise friendship is already under way.

BESS IS BEST AUNTIE CONFIRMED--Starla approves.💕

And Uncle Wolf is a hit as well, I've heard tell.

So @rom-e-o said my Wolf was a bit bigger than her Adonis, and we were curious just how much, so she got a shot:

Identical twins, but not super identical. 🤣 Romey says she's also working on Wolf's long hair.🙌

[hazelminesims]

You ready for this?

Sipping on a plasma pack, Akira decided to inquire about the changes ahead for Bess. She had no idea what was about to happen. Bess thinks she has a stomach bug. Akira didn't have the heart to spoil the surprise. He just kept sipping his drink.

[modernlex]

townie makeover wips - evergreen harbor edition

[ceechalla]

Cc outfits by @joliebean

[mortanko-sims]

STERLING RICO MAKEOVER

Your favorite Evergreen Harbor couple now has new fits.

Available to download on the gallery (mortanko). Don’t forget to toggle CC switch on before searching. Or download tray files on SFS.

More of my makeovers here.

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ꕤ Bess ꕤ

Skin | Eye preset | Eyebrows | Baby hair | Eyeliner | Blush* | Lips | Hoodie | Pants | Shoes | Earrings

ꕤ Jules ꕤ

Skin | Eyebrows | Eyelashes | Facial hair | Sweater | Jeans | Shoes | Nails | Eyebrow piercing

ꕤ Shared CC ꕤ

Skintone | Highlighter | Sclera | Eyes | Eyelashes (v6 & v8)

*simsresource. Adfly free!

Outfits in the preview are pasted through all the categories, make sure to change it accordingly.

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[gloomlet]

[evoletxo]

Bess Sterling

[dumplingtrait]

i'm obsessed with them in the most casual way possible

[nikatyler]

✨ Bess Sterling Makeover

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[plumbob-pudding]

After a few days of travel, Nellie had finally arrived at the school. It looked just like the little black and white photo in the paper and suddenly everything began to feel real.

All the lights were off with term having closed but Nellie could see smoke from the chimneys so someone was home. She tentatively knocked on the door, scared but hopeful.

After a few minutes, the door swung open to reveal a woman. At first, she shooed Nellie away thinking her to be a man, but after listening to Nellie's explanations, she looked at her with pity and welcomed her inside.

They talked for a few minutes but Nellie was dead on her feet so the kind stranger, Miss Bess suggested they retire for the night. For the first time in weeks, Nellie fell asleep with a smile on her face, she was finally where she belonged.

[nesurii]

aimee met bess sterling after complimenting her outfit, & hung out with her for a while :-)

[quill-pen]

A Quiet Evening

So @rom-e-o surprised me today with some super romantic pics (featured) of my Wolves in the Sims. And I was inspired! Romey, consider this a show of my gratitude!

Thank you very much!

Sims au I guess. Connie's Eb and Bess' are actually twins named Ebenezer (Connie's) and Ebenezar (Bess') because their dad just sucked like that. Bess' boy 99.9% of the time gets called "Wolf" though. Connie's boy gets called "Adonis" 99.9% of the time. The brothers work together in the business, although Wolf is kind of semi-retired from that now and lives on and works a farm with Bess (Scrooge Acres). But at the same time, he still kinda does what he did because he works with a lot of farmers advising them on stocks and business and financials and such. So I guess he kinda retired into an personal advisory position and still technically works.😅 But he wouldn't have it any other way.

He also has long hair, because why not? It's sexy.

Note: Added some extra details to things that don't necessarily match the pictures.

It's not the song they dance to, but I can't not do this:

Late evening had descended upon Scrooge Acres (FORGET THE WINDOWS IN THE SHOTS--I SAY IT'S EVENING, SO IT'S EVENING!). The evening chores had long since been finished and animals bedded down for the night; Bess' siblings were away for one of their customary nights at Granny Shaw's, the few staff members had been given the evening off, and the picturesque farmhouse was mostly quiet except for the sound of slow, schmaltzy music coming from the house's stereo system. Some male singer with the voice of an angel (and who Bess thought sounded a good deal similar to her hubby) covering Etta James' 'At Last' was currently playing, the singer's passionate, sultry tones oozing like warm honey through the air. And at the center of it all, the Scrooges slowly danced around their front hall, holding each other close as they swayed to the music.

It was date night for them. Well, actually, in truth, they usually ended up having several date nights through the week, but this night--Friday--was officially their set-aside night to do romantic, couple-y, date night things. A night for them to make it so that they were alone and able to enjoy each other's company without any interruptions. A night for them to ditch their comfy work clothes and get dressed and dolled up for themselves and each other. Though it was doubtful the clothes would stay on for very long.

Sometimes on these special nights, the pair would go out on the town, but other nights, even all gussied up to the nines, they opted to stay home and just have a quiet, lovely evening between the two of them. They'd gone with the latter option this night. And as she was slowly danced around the room by her wonderful mate, her head resting on his broad shoulder as he held her close to him, his distinctive scent in her nose and lungs, and his soft warmth enveloping her, Bess came to the conclusion they couldn't have made a better choice.

The song came to a close, and the couple slowed to a stop, parting only just enough to meet each other face-to-face. The dark-haired woman smiled with a blush up into her husband's face. Her heart beat faster and her body grew warmer as he returned her affectionate gaze. "You look so handsome," Bess couldn't help but bashfully murmur as she squeezed his hands. "Like a fairytale king." King--not prince; Ebenezar 'Wolf' Charles Scrooge had surpassed the status of 'prince' long ago.

Wolf's blush burned brighter. Such compliments never failed to turn him into a tomato. "Don't I always?" he gently teased her, winking a mesmerizing slate-blue eye as he smirked.

Bess' blush darkened to the point her cute little freckles popped as she giggled. "Oh, of course, my love!" she jibbed back. "Without a doubt! It's just... you look especially handsome tonight."

And he truly did. The Englishman was decked out in a new smoking jacket, black velvet, soft to the touch, intricate, golden designs embroidered on the chest, lapels, and around the hems. Beneath that, a soft, pressed white shirt and a silken, burgundy cravat subtly patterned with roses smartly knotted about his neck over perfectly creased trousers and shiny leather dress shoes. And his hair--oh, the gorgeous, silky, silvery-steel mane of his that was finally at the length he wanted it after years of growing it out! Flowing loose instead of in the horsetail he usually styled it as, it made the man look as though solidified starlight flowed from his follicles. When her head had been on his shoulder, Bess had caught the unmistakable, fresh scent of peppermint and lavender coming from his hair amid the musky pine, citrus, and black pepper smell of his cologne and aftershave. And Bess couldn't help but think that that's what starlight should have smelled like if it had a scent.

Wolf chuckled in that way that made Bess' heart skip beats and her tummy do acrobatics, and he pulled her close into him again. He lifted a hand beneath her chin to tip her head back a bit more as he gazed deeply into her enchanting midnight blue eyes. "And you look especially beautiful this evening," he purred, his voice throaty and deep, his eyes a bit darker than usual as he lightly traced her pillowy lips with his thumb. "And that's saying quite a bit, considering you always look gorgeous, my Brightness."

And there was no question as to either statement. Bess looked an absolute vision in the new dress she'd gotten while shopping earlier in the week with their sister-in-law Constance. It was a rich burgundy shade and, like his jacket, was made of fine, luxurious velvet, except for the very bottom of the skirt, which was fashioned of pleated, ornately patterned lace. It's form-hugging quality and off-the-shoulders cut with a modestly plunging neckline spoke to the woman's ever burgeoning acceptance of and confidence in her looks and figure. That alone could make Wolf's heart soar for joy: The wonderful view of her cleavage was just a much appreciated bonus. Topped off with a simple diamond necklace he'd gifted her the past Valentine's Day, white, silk evening gloves, delicate touches of makeup, and sans shoes (because why would she bother when they weren't going out and his favorite footwear for her was no footwear?), his wife only looked more like the entrancing queen Wolf perpetually envisioned her as. Especially when he caught whiffs of peppercorn and roses from her throat, and vanilla and nutmeg from her coal-black waves. Bloody hell, she looked and smelled good enough to eat! He could easily have gorged himself on her!

The American smiled a little cheekily as she brought her hands back to rest on his shoulders. "Well, I had to look extra special for an extra special date night," she cooed, stroking down his upper arms and touching the tip of her nose to his. "I assume you know why it's extra special."

The man chuckled again and let his hands fall to gently grip her waist, bowing his face closer to hers. His eyes softened to a heartbreaking degree and he pulled her in until their fronts were pressed flush to each other. He noted in awe how her blush deepened at the contact. The fact that he, old Ebenezar Scrooge, former recluse and miser, could make this lovely, charming woman blush like a crushing school girl, even after all the time and ways they'd been together was nothing short of one of the Lord's miracles. And he would be forever thankful for it.

"Forgive me if I'm mistaken," he rumbled against her, "but I believe it's the anniversary of the night we first had dinner together and you first kissed my cheek."

Bess practically grinned at his memory. Really she shouldn't have been surprised he remembered something like that when he could just as easily recall the first time she'd belched in his presence or the first time he picked one of her hairs off his jacket. But after her relationship with Oliver, who, honestly, couldn't have even been bothered to remember when Christmas was, Bess still wasn't completely used to someone caring enough to remember so many things involving her. Even after several years it was still a treat. Perhaps it always would be.

"The night I matchmade myself out of a date and you invited me to the not-a-business-dinner-but-actually-a-business-dinner you were having with the Lord Mayor and his wife and the Cratchits."

"Oh, were they there too? I can't seem to recall. I just remember your lovely face glowing and your musical laughter ringing like silver bells all evening."

Bess rolled her eyes and snorted at that. "Oh, Wolf," she huffed. "You can't possibly forget how I danced with the Lord Mayor to sweeten him to yours and Adonis' homeless house pitch."

"Oh, I remember you dancing, certainly," Wolf stated with a nod. "I could never forget that sight: You twirling about in that flowery, blue evening gown with all the grace and beauty of blooming rose while that galumping shadow tried to lead you." Wolf's eyes narrowed just a bit as he focused on said memory for a moment. "I always get annoyed with that shade when I remember that night."

Bess laughed and the mellifluousness of it banished any dark feelings her husband might have possessed.

Turning his full attention back on his wife, Wolf smiled adoringly at her again. "I love it when you laugh," he told her, practically whispering. He trailed a hand up the softness of her arm and took a lock of her hair between his fingers to play with. He watched the soft, black strands for a moment as he twirled them ever so gently, never pulling or tugging. "I love it when you smile," he continued. "I love it when you brush your hair or put on makeup or get dressed or shave or wax. I love it when you talk, walk, run, dance, breathe. I love it when you... exist."

He looked back up into her eyes, bringing his other hand up to cup her soft, freckled cheek as he stroked her cheekbone. "I love you, Bess."

Bess' eyes were soft and shining with moisture as her painted lips trembled into a smile. Comforting warmth settled in her chest and moved out in smooth, calming waves throughout her body until even the very ends of her hair felt toasty. She would never understand how this marvelous man could make her feel so special so easily, but he did. And she couldn't have been happier. "I love you too, Ebenezar," she breathed.

The man bowed his face to hers and her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned in to meet him. Their lips met in the first of many kisses to come on that quiet evening.

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[hazelminesims]

Zorina thought it'd be nice to seal their bond with a special piece of jewelry. But... that was not working out so well. Bess thought it'd be a good time to sneak out of the room for a snack. "Uhh.. I'll leave you to it, Z." Even with vampiric hearing, Zorina hadn't heard a thing. She was focusing so hard on the task in front of her.

[marcishaun]

Bess Sterling 📋

[kusin-tisdag]

Let's check in on some other important players of Gen 1!

Gunnel and Jade still hang with Bess and Jules - and also Clara Bjergsen (who lives in Chestnut Ridge). They are all enjoying retirement, even if Bess still has that entrepreneurial energy and now and then start a new project/business. Gunnel still writes, but mainly lives off old royalties. Jade enjoys being at home - she invested a lot of time and money to make it her favorite place in the world!

Anton's sister Elsa with husband Stephen (both well into their 60s) still live in Windenburg with their daughter Maia (23) and son Jacoby (10). Alessandra (23) has moved to Henford-on-Bagley with her husband Tono Bunsi (37).

Nigel (45) lives now with his husband Jaxton (36) and adoptive son Darrell (12) in Windenburg.

Alison (47) inherited her childhood home, but completely rebuilt and redecorated. She and Erwin (51) are still very much in love, and they pour all that love and joy into raising their son Floyd (4).

Jay (49) still lives in Sulani, but the house has been rebuilt and made bigger. Her and Vincent's (48) adoptive daughter, Amelia Bauman, lives nearby. At home is now Adelaide (12) and Derick (3).

[maxispremades]

С возрастом Бесс стала чуточку больше походить на серьезную бизнес-леди и чуточку меньше — на разбитную пацанку. Одно осталось неизменным в ее гардеробе — юбкам и платьям она по-прежнему предпочитает брючные костюмы, комбинезоны, рубашки, джинсы и свитера. Часть из повседневных образов Бесс я оставил без изменений.

Наряды Бесс Стерлинг-Рико:

Спортивный костюм, ночное белье, образ для вечеринок, купальник и сезонные комплекты:

Мне безумно нравится то, как это ожерелье-воротник дополняет собой вечерний наряд Бесс: