#tslc gen 1

[unflirtysimmer]

Living together turned out to be easier than either Mercury or Travis had expected. Their dynamic was effortless—they each understood the other’s need for personal space. If one wanted to hang out, the other was usually happy to join. If they needed a day to themselves, it was met with no complaints or hard feelings.

Mercury, however, was at a crossroads. After some soul-searching, she decided to quit her job as a criminal. It wasn’t just about the risk anymore; the lifestyle simply didn’t fit who she wanted to be. Her time on Earth was meant to be about growth and connection, and she realized she needed a career that didn’t conflict with those goals.

While searching for her next step, Mercury filled her days with quiet hobbies, brushing up on her chess skills. The game had become a soothing escape and a way to keep her mind sharp. Sometimes Travis joined her at the board, though his moves were often distracted by his work.

He was knee-deep in a massive programming project assigned by his company, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced with moments of intense focus. Mercury would glance at him from across the room, hunched over his laptop, muttering strings of code under his breath. Despite his busy schedule, he always made time to cheer her on during her chess games or ask about her day.

“I’ll never be as good as you at this,” he said one evening, moving a pawn before glancing back at his laptop. “But hey, if chess ever involves debugging, I’m your guy.”

Mercury laughed, capturing his queen with a knight. “You’re better than you think. But I’ll take you up on that offer if the rules ever change.”

Their shared moments, whether in silence or laughter, reminded Mercury that she’d made the right choice inviting Travis into her life. The future felt uncertain, but with him by her side, it was a little less daunting.

[fire-and-sparks]

some skill building

[forgotten-elves]

Playing the Space Legacy by @simsandstrawberries (with aliens of course)

Full screenshots under the cut

[simsandstrawberries]

Mercury: Oh boy, I can’t wait to see what my wonderful husband has been up to on the beach!

The husband in question:

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[unflirtysimmer]

Stumbling into the room, Blaze and Mercury found themselves laughing as they collapsed onto the floor next to the bed. Nebulor, who had been quietly minding his business in his cage, chittered loudly in the corner at the sudden disturbance, his tiny form scampering around as if to investigate the newcomers.

Mercury giggled, leaning back against the edge of the bed, her head spinning a little from the alcohol. She tried to steady herself but couldn't stop laughing at how off-kilter everything felt, from the party downstairs to this quiet moment with Blaze. “This is... this is probably a horrible idea,” she muttered, her words a bit slurred.

Blaze, equally tipsy, plopped down next to her and grinned, his eyes slightly glazed over. “A horrible idea? No way! We’re just... we’re just talking. It’s a... conversation. Like... normal people.” He paused, his face scrunching as he processed his own words. “Uh, I mean, we’re more than normal people, but... you get it.”

Mercury couldn’t help but chuckle at his attempt to sound serious. She propped herself up on one elbow, her head tilting slightly. “Yeah, totally. Normal people, like... having deep, meaningful talks on the floor while a tiny glowing creature watches us.”

Nebulor chittered again, as if to assert his opinion on the situation.

They both laughed, and the room grew a little quieter. The alcohol made everything feel lighter, but deeper thoughts crept in despite the haze.

Blaze leaned back slightly, still grinning. “You’re different, Mercury. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like I can just... talk to you. It’s like you get it. Even when you don’t say anything, I get it.”

Mercury’s smile softened, her eyes a little hazy but earnest. “I get it too. You’re, like, one of the few people who don’t make me feel like I’m... uh, messing everything up. Like, for once I don’t have to explain myself all the time. It’s... refreshing.”

There was a silence for a beat. Her words hung between them, and though the party was still raging downstairs, in that moment, it felt as though everything outside this room had faded away.

Blaze shifted a little closer, his voice suddenly quieter, more serious than before. “You know... you could totally... I don’t know, do whatever you want. You’re not trapped by whatever you think you’re supposed to do, Mercury. You don’t have to figure everything out right now. You’ve got time. I’ve got your back, you know?”

Mercury blinked, caught off guard by how real and grounded his words felt, even through the drunken haze. “Yeah, I guess I do... have time.” She let out a small sigh, her voice quiet. “I’ve just been feeling so... lost. Like, I don’t know where I’m supposed to go or who I’m supposed to be.”

Blaze chuckled softly, nudging her lightly. “Well, if you ever figure it out, let me know. Until then, I’ll just be here, lost right alongside you.”

She smiled, her heart a little lighter than it had been in days. The mix of alcohol, her friends downstairs, and this unexpected moment with Blaze made everything seem a little more manageable. Maybe life wasn’t as complicated as she’d been making it out to be. Maybe it was just about living in the moment, letting things unfold naturally.

Nebulor chittered again, snapping Mercury out of her thoughts, and she turned her head to see the little creature bouncing in his cage, as if reminding them that he was still watching.

Mercury laughed, the sound a little more genuine this time. “You’re a weird little guy, Nebulor. But I think I like you.”

Blaze grinned, glancing at her with a playful wink. “He’s probably the sanest one here, honestly.”

The two of them laughed again, the tension that had been building up melting away as they sat there together, sharing a quiet, goofy moment on the floor, Nebulor’s chirps filling the room like a tiny reminder that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.

[unflirtysimmer]

The next morning, Mercury was startled awake by a message from Blaze. She blinked groggily at her phone and read his text:

"Hey, come over later. You gotta meet my dog, Tyronix. Trust me, he’s great."

She raised an eyebrow. Tyronix? What kind of name is that for a dog? Shaking her head, she decided to accept. A distraction sounded good after the disaster of last night, and Blaze had been one of the few bright spots in her recent days.

By early afternoon, Mercury found herself climbing the stairs to Blaze’s apartment. She knocked, and moments later, Blaze opened the door with his usual grin.

“Mercury! Come on in,” he said, stepping aside.

The space was compact but cozy, with a couple of houseplants clinging to life near the window and posters of outdated memes framed on the walls. As Mercury stepped inside, a lanky greyhound peeked out cautiously from behind the couch.

“Mercury, meet Tyronix,” Blaze said proudly, gesturing at the dog.

Mercury blinked. "Tyronix? Seriously? He looks like he’s scared of his own shadow."

Blaze chuckled, crouching down to pet the greyhound. “Don’t let appearances fool you. He’s a champion of the timid. A warrior in spirit.”

The dog gave a soft whine as he cautiously stepped toward Mercury. She knelt down, holding out her hand. “Hey there, Tyronix. You’re not so scary, are you?”

Tyronix sniffed her hand hesitantly before nudging it with his nose. Mercury smiled, her expression softening as she began scratching behind his ears. “Okay, I take it back. He’s perfect.”

Blaze leaned against the doorframe, grinning. “Told you. Tyronix always wins people over eventually. He just needs a little patience.”

Mercury looked up at him, chuckling. “You know, for a ‘warrior,’ he’s awfully gentle.”

Blaze shrugged. “Hey, gentle warriors are a thing. Besides, he’s survived living with me, so that’s gotta count for something.”

She laughed, still stroking the dog’s head. “Well, I love him already. You might have some competition for his attention.”

“Eh, that’s fair,” Blaze said, smirking. “He could do worse.”

As Tyronix settled beside her, Mercury felt a rare sense of peace. Sitting there in Blaze’s quirky apartment with his strange, sweet dog, she allowed herself a moment to simply enjoy the company. For the first time in a while, life didn’t feel quite so heavy.

[unflirtysimmer]

Inside the gym, Mercury quickly made her way to the leg curl machine, setting herself up for the first exercise of the day. The rhythmic sound of the machine’s weights clinking filled the air as she began her sets, focusing on the controlled movement of each rep. The burn in her legs was familiar, almost comforting—it reminded her that she was pushing herself, testing her limits.

As she settled into her routine, she overheard the chatter from Paolo and Ozzy, who were standing a few feet away, chatting in front of the pull-down bars. Paolo was leaning casually against the equipment, flashing his usual cocky grin, while Ozzy stood a little farther back, hands in his pockets, clearly unbothered by the conversation.

Paolo (with a grin): “You know, you really oughta hit the gym more often, Ozzy. Girls love a guy with arms like these." He flexed his biceps, a playful but confident smirk on his face.

Ozzy (smirking back): “Yeah, and girls love a guy who doesn’t spend all his time flexing in the mirror,” he shot back, his tone light and teasing.

Paolo chuckled, throwing up his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. I’ll give you that one. But you have to admit, I’m the one with the real moves.”

Mercury rolled her eyes but couldn’t help but smile at the banter. She wasn’t sure how Paolo managed to stay so confident all the time, but his charm had a way of rubbing off on the group—sometimes in hilarious ways. Ozzy, on the other hand, was always quick with a comeback, and his easygoing attitude kept the group dynamic grounded.

She finished up her leg curls and moved to the pull-down bars, setting the weight before beginning her sets. As she pulled the bar down with controlled power, she listened to Paolo continue his one-sided conversation with Ozzy, clearly undeterred by the fact that Ozzy wasn’t paying him much attention.

Paolo: “You know, man, you’ve got potential. You just gotta take advantage of it. Maybe I’ll show you how to lift properly sometime. I’m not saying you’re doing it wrong, but…”

Ozzy (interrupting): “Uh-huh. Let me guess, you’re gonna make me follow your expert advice while you check yourself out in the mirror?”

Paolo laughed and shrugged. “Maybe. But at least I’m giving you the tips you need.”

Mercury finished her set and shot a glance over at them, shaking her head with a chuckle. She wasn’t about to join in on their conversation—she was here to work, after all—but she couldn’t help enjoying the energy they brought to the gym. It was these little moments of lightheartedness that made the gym feel like a place she could be herself, even as she continued her mission of understanding Earth and its inhabitants.

[unflirtysimmer]

Six months had passed since Mercury had been left in the sandy desert town. The days were long and hot, the nights cool and quiet, and Mercury had settled into a rhythm, blending in as best she could with the humans she had come to study. Her luminous features had been cleverly masked with a bit of human ingenuity—her disguise helped her fit in, though her sharp wit and curious nature often set her apart.

Adapting to human life had been anything but straightforward. Without a past, finding work was nearly impossible, and her curiosity about Earth’s darker side led her to the criminal underworld. The job wasn’t glamorous, but it kept her afloat and introduced her to contacts who specialized in obtaining "unofficial" paperwork. Though she questioned the legality of the documents, they worked well enough to establish her as a citizen. With these, she secured a modest house in Oasis Springs, a quiet suburban neighborhood where her neighbors didn’t pry.

To balance her unconventional job, she sought connection. She joined a local fitness club called the Powerhouse, where her natural athleticism quickly earned her respect and camaraderie. The club became her sanctuary—a place where she could blend in, build relationships, and learn the nuances of human friendship.

[unflirtysimmer]

The UFO hovered silently over the sandy expanse, its metallic sheen catching the faint glow of the stars above. Below, in a quiet desert town surrounded by dunes, Mercury stood with her alien parents, their forms glowing faintly in the moonlight. She glanced around, her blue hair catching the light as her luminous eyes took in her new surroundings—a world both foreign and fascinating.

Her father, tall and commanding with an aura of quiet authority, placed a steady hand on her shoulder. "Mercury," he began, his voice carrying the weight of their mission across the still night, "this is where your journey begins. You must learn their ways—their emotions, how they love, grieve, and hope. Study their technology, crude but resourceful. Observe their strengths and their weaknesses. Only through understanding them can we comprehend their place in the cosmos."

Her mother, radiating warmth and tenderness, crouched beside her, placing a small, iridescent charm into her daughter’s hand. "This charm will remind you of home," she said softly, her voice a contrast to her husband’s commanding tone. "Immerse yourself fully in their world, Mercury. Learn all there is to know about life—its beauty and its fragility. When you have understood it all, you will return to us, carrying the wisdom we seek."

Mercury nodded, her resolve firm, though a flicker of doubt lingered in her mind. Would she be able to fulfill their expectations? The UFO began to hum softly, the ramp retracting as her parents stepped back into its gleaming interior. They looked at her one last time, their expressions unreadable but filled with the weight of both pride and expectation.

In an instant, the craft shot upward, leaving behind only a faint shimmer in the night sky. Mercury turned to face the distant town, the faint glow of its warm lights flickering against the vast, empty desert. She placed her hands on her hips and smirked. “Well, if they can survive out here, this should be a piece of cake.”

With a confident stride, she started toward the town, her curiosity and determination burning brighter than ever.

[unflirtysimmer]

Space Legacy Challenge

Hi everyone! I'm Bayleigh, as some of you might remember. I used to be all over simblr when I was in high school and started posting my Not So Berry Challenge, I'm A Lover Challenge, Shameless Legacy Challenge, Cliches Challenge, and Midnight Sun Challenge. I even made a very bad legacy of my own called Brooding Teen about vampires. Here is my navigation page if anyone is curious...

That was nearly 8 years ago I think... since then I have graduated college, and with my newfound time that I'm not in school I decided to do another challenge after many years of neglecting my account.

I will be stating the Space Legacy Challenge by @simsandstrawberries

Apparently everyone had the same idea of doing this challenge using aliens?... so I will be doing the same :) I will be posting the first post tomorrow!

[unflirtysimmer]

Returning home, Mercury immediately made her way to Nebulor’s cage, unable to contain her excitement. She leaned in, resting her arms on the edge as she whispered about the night—Blaze, the festival, the way the fireworks painted the sky, and how, for the first time in a while, she felt like things were falling into place.

Nebulor chittered in response, his little plateau-shaped bill twitching as if he understood every word. Smiling, Mercury reached into a small container and pulled out an anti-age treat, gently placing it in front of him. "Can’t have you getting older on me, little guy," she murmured, stroking his tiny horns before watching him nibble away.

With a satisfied sigh, she stretched and made her way to bed, her thoughts still swirling with the possibilities of the new year.

[unflirtysimmer]

As the night stretched on, Mercury and Blaze stayed curled up on the couch, chatting about anything and everything while the New Year's broadcasts played in the background. The warmth of the moment made time feel slower, more comfortable.

Eventually, the festivities on TV died down, and the weight of the night settled in. With a sigh, Mercury stretched and stood, knowing it was time to go. Blaze walked her to the door, Tyronix trotting beside them.

“Get home safe,” Blaze said, his voice softer than usual.

Mercury smiled, lingering for just a second before stepping out into the crisp night air. As she walked home, the city lights shimmered around her, and she couldn’t help but feel that this year was going to be different. Better.

[unflirtysimmer]

As the countdown ticked closer to midnight, Blaze got up from the couch, heading to the kitchen for more cider. Mercury watched him disappear around the corner, her heart racing in anticipation—not just for the new year, but for everything it symbolized.

The TV blared, “10…9…8…”

The moment felt electric. Acting on instinct, Mercury jumped up from the couch and followed him. Just as Blaze turned around with two glasses in hand, the crowd on the screen shouted, “3…2…1…Happy New Year!”

Before he could say a word, Mercury leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Blaze froze for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing his face, before a warm smile spread across it.

“Happy New Year,” she whispered, her cheeks glowing as bright as the fireworks exploding on the screen.

Blaze raised his glass in a toast. “A very good start to the new year.”

They clinked glasses, sharing a laugh as Tyronix barked happily from the couch, tail wagging like he could feel the joy in the room. It wasn’t just a new year; it felt like the start of something bigger, something meaningful.

[unflirtysimmer]

When they arrived at Blaze's apartment, Tyronix was already at the door, wagging his tail like he had been expecting them. Mercury immediately crouched down to greet him, running her hands over his sleek coat and scratching behind his ears.

“You’ve got such a good boy,” she said warmly, as Tyronix leaned into her touch.

Blaze chuckled, tossing his keys on the counter. “He’s probably more excited to see you than me.”

Once Tyronix was satisfied with his share of affection, the pair moved to the couch. Blaze turned on the TV, tuning it to the New Year’s countdown station. The cheerful hosts were already buzzing with excitement, and the screen was filled with crowds celebrating in cities around the world.

Mercury tucked her legs underneath her and leaned back, letting out a content sigh. “It’s hard to believe another year is almost over,” she said, her voice soft.

Blaze handed her a glass of sparkling cider before sitting beside her. “Yeah, but maybe this one will be better. Fresh starts and all that.”

They sat together, sipping their drinks and watching the celebrations unfold on the screen. Tyronix curled up at their feet, his quiet presence adding to the cozy atmosphere. The anticipation of the new year filled the room, but for Mercury, the real highlight was being here, in this moment, with Blaze.

[unflirtysimmer]

Laughing in delight, Mercury grabbed a handful of rose petals from a nearby display and threw them into the air over Blaze. The soft, fragrant petals drifted down like a floral snowfall, catching in his hair and on his shoulders.

Blaze tilted his head back, watching the petals fall with an expression of amazement, his grin widening as a particularly vibrant petal landed on the tip of his nose.

“You’re full of surprises,” he said, brushing the petals off his face but keeping his gaze locked on her.

Mercury stepped closer, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. “The night doesn’t have to end here. What do you say we head back to your apartment?”

Blaze’s smile turned slightly mischievous, a faint blush creeping into his cheeks as he chuckled. “You really know how to keep things interesting, don’t you?”

Taking his hand, Mercury gave him a teasing tug, and the two of them left the festival, the lingering scent of roses and the glow of fireworks following them into the night.

[unflirtysimmer]

As the first burst of fireworks lit up the night sky, Mercury felt a flutter in her chest. The colors were vibrant and dazzling, but it was the soft, steady warmth of Blaze’s presence beside her that seemed to make everything else fade away.

Blaze’s laughter echoed through the air, mingling with the sounds of celebration around them, but Mercury’s mind felt focused, as if this moment was the one she had been waiting for. She turned to him, her heart racing slightly.

“Blaze,” she began, her voice a little quieter than usual, yet filled with conviction. “I’ve been thinking…”

Blaze glanced at her, his eyes soft with curiosity, but there was something deeper in his gaze, something that made her feel understood even before she spoke.

“I know things have been... complicated for me,” Mercury continued, her words almost tentative, “but I’ve finally started to heal. After everything with Travis, I wasn’t sure I could ever… do this again. But being with you, it feels like I might actually be ready to try. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is…”

The fireworks exploded overhead, their light dancing in her eyes as she gathered her thoughts.

“I want to make this official. You and me. I’m ready to see where this goes, Blaze.”

Blaze stood still for a moment, his expression unreadable. For a second, Mercury feared she might have said too much. Then, a smile crept onto his face, slow but genuine, and her heart eased.

“You know, I was kind of hoping you’d say that,” he said, his voice warm. He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face before his hand lingered, cupping her cheek gently. “I’ve been wanting the same thing.”

Mercury’s breath hitched as she leaned in slightly, their faces now just inches apart. The world seemed to fall away as the fireworks continued to light up the sky above them, but all she could focus on was Blaze.

“Official then,” he whispered, his voice a soft promise before he closed the distance between them, kissing her gently.

Under the glittering lights of the fireworks, the moment felt like it could last forever. The world around them, the chaos, the secrets—everything seemed to fade away in that kiss, leaving only the undeniable connection between them.