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[occultradioccfinds]

An archive of Liam-sim's alien pet stuff has been added to the resource tab.

I'm not sure who uploaded the archive as I searched and couldn't find a post.

But thanks lovely follower for finding the link and thanks anon who uploaded them

[eccedente]

Testing @cozyypyxils upcoming preset, thank you for letting me test it out!

Meet Ruhn, Melina, Yasmine & Liam

[tricoufamily]

just some ivy league kids trying to figure out necromancy

[hughesapalooza]

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[castawavy]

first day 🍺

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[sirianasims]

Chapter 44.3

“You know, you could try actually folding your clothes.” I lean against the doorframe as I watch Liam struggle to keep the pile of sweatshirts from falling over and landing on the floor.

On the other side of the room, Kieran balances precariously on a chair while trying to tape his drawings to the wooden panelling. “He could, but then he’d just be setting unrealistic expectations for the rest of the year.”

Liam abandons the clothes, distracted by a basketball. “You’re just salty because you got the desk where the drawer sticks.”

“I give you both a month before everything in here sticks.”

“Eww, Juju, don’t be gross.” Kieran laughs and jumps off the chair, just as Liam launches the ball straight at me with a grin. I manage to duck, letting out a half-giggle, half-yelp.

The ball barely misses me, and continues straight through the open door. My eyes widen in panic, already imagining it hitting some poor unsuspecting person – or worse, something expensive.

Instead, there’s a soft thud as the ball is perfectly caught in my mother’s outstretched hands.

“Really, Liam?” she says, her tone carrying that mix of exasperation and amusement my brothers always seem to evoke.

Behind her, my father rubs his forehead. “I see you’re feeling right at home already. The campus tour is about to start. Will you be joining us, Julia?”

“No, I’m going over to Foxbury to meet a friend since I’m here anyway.”

Kieran pulls me into a hug. “Foxbury? Don’t tell me you’re fraternising with the enemy?”

“None of your business, boogerface.”

He doesn’t let me go straight away. “Love you, Juju. We’ll see you at home for Winterfest, right?”

I squeeze him tightly, fighting the burning sensation behind my eyes.

“Of course. Love you too.”

Most people have already left the party, but some are still dancing even though the volume of the music is significantly lower than a few hours ago. It’s getting late and the bright lights from the DJ booth swirl like melted neon in the dark when I move my head.

Marten leans against the wall, his cheeks a bit flushed. “So, what do you think so far?”

I shrug. “Honestly? It’s pretty much what I expected. I’m not sure this is the best learning environment though, it’s a bit chaotic.”

Marten grins. “Yeah, I guess this isn’t exactly representative of the more academic side of things.”

“Are you saying there won’t be beer pong and a DJ during all lectures?”

“You won’t find out unless you enrol.”

I shove him playfully and he almost stumbles.

“Hey, easy there, breakdancing isn’t until the midterms.”

“Oh, then I’m definitely out, sorry. Different learning styles and all that.”

“Pity. I really think you’d do well here.” There’s something like disappointment in the way he says it. I lean closer and turn his face towards me.

“Are you sure you don’t just want me here for more… selfish reasons?”

It’s meant as a joke, or at least I think it is, but my chest feels strangely tight and my voice is husky, barely audible over the music.

Marten’s eyes become much too serious, and I can’t look away.

“I want you to do whatever you want to do.”

His words hang in the air between us, heavy and charged. He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and for a second I expect him to break character and laugh it off as usual, but his hand reaches up, fingers lightly brushing along my arm. I can feel the heat radiating from him against my cool skin and the contrast gives me goosebumps.

I take a deep breath. He’s standing so close, his blue eyes locked on mine, waiting, almost daring me to make the first move.

“Jules…”

His gaze drops to my mouth, and I don’t let him finish. I close the space between us, pressing my lips to his. The kiss is warm, delicate – almost too delicate for how much tension has built up between us. But then, Marten puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in closer, and the kiss deepens.

There’s nothing playful about him now. His lips are firm, commanding, and there’s a raw hunger in the way he kisses me, like he’s been waiting for this moment for a long time and now he can’t get enough.

It’s incredibly arousing.

My body is trapping him against the wall, and I can taste the faint remnants of beer on his lips, but more than that, I can sense his desire, his determination. His heart is racing and there’s a slight bulge in his jeans already. He’s clearly not as unaffected as he usually pretends to be.

We break the kiss for just a moment to catch our breaths, and I desperately try to regain some sort of control over the situation. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you actually want me.”

A grin spreads across his face. His hand stays on my waist, holding me close in a way that feels possessive, and he looks at me with that intensity that makes my heart skip.

“Want you? Fuck, Jules, I never wanted anything the way I want you. If you could read my mind every time I look at you, you wouldn’t be here, you’d have run away long ago.”

“Is that so? You know, you never showed me your room.”

“How very rude of me.”

He kisses me again. As he takes my hand and we walk towards the doors, someone cheers drunkenly, but I don’t care. In a way, the fact that everyone probably knows exactly where we’re going only makes me more excited.

Marten’s room looks more or less like I expected. Typical boy’s room, a few empty cans and dirty dishes, his computer featured prominently. A small robot stares at me, its eyes glowing creepily in the dark. Marten rests a hand on my thigh, and I wish he’d continue kissing me, but he doesn’t. He just looks at me, studying my face.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you here,” he says, his voice low, teasing, as he runs his thumb over my lip and I shiver, desperate for him to do more. But it’s like he’s savouring the moment. The way he kissed me felt like he’d been waiting for this forever, but now he’s in no rush.

“Really? I honestly thought you weren’t interested. You kept insisting we were just friends.”

“We are. Were. And I wasn’t sure you’d be looking for a nerd who’s into robots and talks too much just after dating… a celebrity.”

I appreciate that he doesn’t say the name, I don’t want to be reminded of that right now. I gently shove him backwards.

“It’s true, you do talk too much.”

“Can’t help it, you’ll just have to shut me up.”

I kiss him again, and his hands finally start exploring my body.

“You’re so fucking sexy”, he breathes, and it feels like electricity coursing through me. I can’t remember the last time I was this turned on.

I’m straddling his thigh, moving my hips desperately to get as much friction as possible. His erection is poking into my hip and he breathes in sharply each time I rub against him.

Neither of us is going to last long like this and I wish he’d hurry up and just fuck me, but he seems determined to tease me, see how far he can push me.

My patience runs out. I sit up, tearing off my top. There’s a small snap as the elastic band in my hair breaks and flies off into the darkness. Marten smirks and throws his own t-shirt to the floor after it.

We’re both frantic now, and when he reaches out to grab a condom from a drawer, I realise with a twinge of shame that I hadn’t even thought of that. Some daughter of a doctor I am.

Then he’s inside me, and I forget everything else. The friction from riding his thigh already brought me close, and we’re both surprised by how quickly I come. But I’m still wired up and I want more, bucking my hips against him, meeting every thrust while I wonder if his housemates can hear us.

Soon, too soon for my liking at least, Marten throws his head back and groans, moving in and out a few more times before collapsing on me.

Still breathing heavily, he rolls off.

“Fuck, Jules, that was… You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

“Maybe you should have let me know sooner.”

“I didn’t have to,” he says with a crooked smile, “I knew you’d figure it out eventually.”

I nestle into his arms, feeling content. Wanted.

When Marten speaks again, his voice is low, drowsy, he’s almost falling asleep.

“I can’t believe you’re finally mine.”

My stomach flutters, and I let myself sink into his certainty.

Maybe this could turn into something great.

Maybe it already is.

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[thesimselfsworld]

A n g e l in a family of D e m o n s

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Sandra & little Liam

I aged Liam up. He's such a cute Toddler!🥰But he still likes to poop for his life, that little stinker. 🤷‍♀️😅 This has not changed at all.

Sandra and her little son were fine. S. had also found a new job. Before that she worked with Bianca and Patricia in this dentist clinic. But Sandra got another offer. Her Mom's a nurse. She worked in a medical center/hospital. There's is also a Dentist clinic.

Sandra had already applied there 3 years ago, because it would be perfect for her and Liam. In the same building of this medical center there is also a day care for the staff of the hospital. That means if she gets a job there, Liam also gets a place in this daycare.

But Dario, Sandra's boyfriend didn’t seem that excited about her new job. Sandra called me, I invited her, Liam and Dario to my place, but they didn’t come. Sandra told me that her boyfriend is acting strange. Slowly he became a prob for her. I will see Sandra soon and she will tell me that Dario does not want her to leave the house because he is afraid for her safety. That’s why they didn’t come to me. I thought he had panic attacks like me? And who knows, maybe it was like that? But that he was a danger to Sandra and Liam,  I would never have thought!! At least at that time, I didn’t know! But soon I will change my opinion about Dario, it was just not normal how he acted. Just unfortunately, Sandra never believed it, which is why this tragedy happened. 😞

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[castawavy]

jumping on the globetrotter bandwagon

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[thesimselfsworld]

Lily in Wonderland: The Moody Mad Hatter / Rise of the King of Hearts

Story under the Cut:

First Visit:

On her journey home with the White Rabbit (Luke) in tow, serving as her guide, Lily stumbles across another familiar face: Liam Lovett. In the real world, he goes by the alias Love Bishop and, here, apparently refers to himself as the Hatter.

By now recognizing the trends of this new world, where everyone resembles her loved ones but fails to acknowledge her, Lily decides not to remind the man that he is, in fact, her cousin from the waking world. Instead, she holds back a somewhat bitter smile as he regards her with the same hostility Liam would show toward those he's unfamiliar with and expounds about his role, alongside his companions, the March Hare (Engel) and the Dormouse (Isabel). Or perhaps Lily meant "companions" in the broadest sense, as the Hatter appears to regard caring for the Hare and Dormouse as a chore, similar to how the real Love regards "babysitting" those younger than him.

Just before leaving, the White Rabbit remembers that he has a letter to deliver to the Hatter. However, taking advantage of the opportunity to help Lily gain the Hatter's favor, the White Rabbit gives Lily the letter to deliver to the Hatter instead, which is sealed with a heart-shaped stamp and accompanied by a vibrant red rose, leading Lily to believe that it is a love letter of some kind. And while Lily never learns the contents of the letter before the end of her journey, she does notice that the Hatter is in a much better mood after reading it.

Second Visit:

Some time into her second visit to Wonderland, Lily once again stumbles across the tea party to find the March Hare and the Dormouse, but no Mad Hatter in sight. It's then that the White Rabbit finally clued her in that the Hatter, now referred to as the King of Hearts, had taken the throne from the now former Queen, and now resides in the castle, with a new Hatter soon to take his place at the eternal tea party. However, before Lily can fully process this information, the March Hare presents a worn letter to Lily, which the Hare was ordered to give her by the new King, should she ever return to Wonderland: an invitation to join the royal court. She wondered how long he had been holding onto it.

Out of curiosity, Lily returns with the White Rabbit to the castle and is greeted with great warmth by the new King, who treats her as though she had never left. With a glee almost uncharacteristic of "Liam," he announced his marriage to the Knave, whom Lily knew as the smoking Caterpillar (or Francis, in the real world) during her first visit, and he attributes their successful courting to her delivering his letter to him all those hundreds of years ago.

In fact, he attributes everything about his current situation to this letter, including the battle for the crown and his ascent to royalty, making Lily and the White Rabbit realize they are unintentional accomplices to the conspiracy. While Lily, being pure-hearted, is naturally wracked with guilt over what she unintentionally helped cause, the White Rabbit wisely whispered that this information is something they should keep to themselves for now to avoid any further conflict.

After revealing that world-shattering information, the King reiterates his offer for Lily to join his court. However, understanding that she cannot stay because her home is in the real world, she politely declines. She notices in his eyes that the King, who is Liam in every way, including personality, is trying hard not to take her decision personally.

But instead of executing her, as he probably would have wanted to, the King gives her a single red rose as a symbol of their friendship and informs her that the offer is still open should she ever change her mind.

[formulaoneisajoke]

[sicklysweetvanilla]

idk if anyone cares but ive been hyperfixating on the sims so. go my oshis

im thinking of making the whole dialovers and ikevil casts hehe...... ill post it if i do

[kissalopa]

Everyone is taking turns caring for Liam

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[acidheaddd]

Tim revives! See how he rises! Timothy risin' from the bed Sayin': "Whirl your liquor around like blazes Thunderin' Jaysus! Do you think I'm dead?"