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hiatus review

hello fellow llamas! it is me, the carllama. awaken from her long slumber. 

it’s been 7 months since my last post, and even longer from any actual sims content. i decided to log into tumblr today to see what the community was up to, since i was last here there was A LOT of drama around the sim community. i rather not talk about as not to rehash any old feelings. also i had a lot of *personal* stuff occur during that time frame. editing photos with poses was taking the fun out of sims all together. i haven’t opened sims for 7 months! 

not sure if any of you care, but i am thinking about starting things up again. coming back from this long hiatus. perhaps posting a continuation of the bakery dream or start a new challenge. i’ll have to revamp mods. but i love to see what my llamas want to see and if any of you missed me around! 

let me know. send me a message. comment here. i’ll be around. 

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hiatus review

hello fellow llamas! it is me, the carllama. awaken from her long slumber. 

it’s been 7 months since my last post, and even longer from any actual sims content. i decided to log into tumblr today to see what the community was up to, since i was last here there was A LOT of drama around the sim community. i rather not talk about as not to rehash any old feelings. also i had a lot of *personal* stuff occur during that time frame. editing photos with poses was taking the fun out of sims all together. i haven’t opened sims for 7 months! 

not sure if any of you care, but i am thinking about starting things up again. coming back from this long hiatus. perhaps posting a continuation of the bakery dream or start a new challenge. i’ll have to revamp mods. but i love to see what my llamas want to see and if any of you missed me around! 

let me know. send me a message. comment here. i’ll be around. 

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What's your favorite trait to have on a character? :)

Oooooh an ask! Never get these. Thank you! 

This is a hard one. I think always pick cheerful because I love a happy sim. But, thinking about it, it has to be neat. I love cleaning frenzies! It’s super easy to boost their fun and they find all the dirty stuff I’ve overlooked (like hidden drinking glasses). 

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send me an ask directed at one of my ocs and i’ll answer it in-character

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only removed half a GB of CC and i’m like OOOOOH it runs so much faster. 

i’ll just keep lying to myself. 

slowly sorting my custom content folder because sims 4 is running soooo poorly. means googling a lot of the stuff to figure out what it is because content creators are so cryptic with their naming of files. 

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Sims 4 - Trait asks

Please send me any of these! And reblog if you want to receive these, too :)

Emotional:

Active - If you had to choose only one sport for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Cheerful - Have you ever cried from happiness? If yes, why?

Creative - What do you spend your creative energy on?

Genius - Favorite school subject? (or an old favorite)

Gloomy - What do you do when you’re sad?

Goofball - The funniest joke you’ve ever heard?

Hot-headed - Favorite swear/bad word you use?

Romantic - Who was your longest lasting crush and why?

Self-assured - What’s the bravest thing you’ve ever done?

Unflirty - If a person you’re not interested in had a crush on you, what would you do?

Hobby:

Art Lover - Favorite form of art?

Bookworm - Favorite book?

Foodie - Favorite food?

Geek - Your favorite thing to do in the Sims 4?

Music Lover - Your music genre?

Perfectionist - Biggest pet peeve?

Lifestyle:

Ambitious - Your biggest achievement?

Cat Lover - Favorite cat breed?

Childish - Weird things you did as a child?

Clumsy - When was the last time you got physically hurt by your own clumsiness?

Dance Machine - What would you do at a party?

Dog Lover - Favorite dog breed?

Glutton - Do you eat food after its Best before -date? If yes, which foods?

Insane - When was the last time you were afraid?

Kleptomaniac - Have you ever stolen anything, even something from your friends, partner or family?

Lazy - What’s the laziest thing you’ve done?

Loves Outdoors - How long can you last without going outside?

Materialistic - You get 100 dollars (or 94 euros or 74 pounds). How are you going to spend it?

Neat - When was the last time you cleaned your room?

Slob - What was the longest time you’ve gone without showering?

Snob - You have a new outfit you love but it doesn’t work with the weather. Would you rather change your outfit or handle the discomfort?

Squeamish - Something that makes you nauseous?

Vegetarian - The last fruit/vegetable you ate?

Social:

Bro - Who’s your best friend right now?

Evil - What’s the worst thing you’ve done you don’t regret?

Family-oriented - Do you want children?

Good - What’s the sweetest thing someone has done for you?

Hates Children - What’s the meanest thing you’ve said to a child?

Insider - Have you ever spread a rumor?

Jealous - To what ultimate point would you trust your partner?

Loner - Your biggest social faux-pas?

Mean - Have you been in a terrible friendship/relationship?

Noncommittal - When is it appropriate to say “I love you”?

Outgoing - How many friends have you had in your lifetime?

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I’m just saying: simblrs love it when their followers interact with them !!!! getting asks about my gameplay makes me, at least, incredibly happy!! I’m always confused on whether or not there are actual people invested in my gameplay and actually reading it, and getting the asks assure that there are at least 5 people reading it so thank u !!!

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I’m just saying: simblrs love it when their followers interact with them !!!! getting asks about my gameplay makes me, at least, incredibly happy!! I’m always confused on whether or not there are actual people invested in my gameplay and actually reading it, and getting the asks assure that there are at least 5 people reading it so thank u !!!

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slowly sorting my custom content folder because sims 4 is running soooo poorly. means googling a lot of the stuff to figure out what it is because content creators are so cryptic with their naming of files. 

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update time::::

hey guys! i’ve been mia for a few days (or a week who is counting?) between my crippling bipolar, real life and dead by daylight season coming to an end still didn’t get rank one goddamnit; i’ve been everywhere but sims. but really, do i ever post consistently? no. i think everyone a bit worn own in the summer months to be on tumblr since my feed has been empty when i do look back throughout the day. HOWEVER, i should be playing today when i get back from getting delicious nomnoms which means posts tomorrow? i hope. thanks for all sticking by me while i am the most fickle of beasts. much love! 

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Anyone know who made this sexy Vlad? Apparently saving image link doesn’t help me! 

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Friday, 5:36 am

There was an annoying buzz coming from her nightstand. Charlee tried to close her eyes tighter to ignore it. But the plastic case of her home jittered along the nightstand. Hot tuna breathe was being gently blown in her face by Cashew lolled so comfortably in her arms. Charlee couldn’t hardly keep her eyes open as she leaned over to look at her phone. It wasn’t her usual alarm but an incoming phone call from UNKNOWN.  She picked up her phone putting it to her ear as she laid back on the bed. Cashew was up sniffing her face before jumping down to inspect if there was food in her bowl. “Hello?” Charlee asked still half asleep and groggy.  “Hello Charlee,” a voice smooth as satin rang through her phone. Charlee mindlessly smiles knowing who it was. She shifted slowly sitting up against her headboard.  “Eli, do you know what time it is?” “Oh, it’s early isn’t it?” he asked. “Forgive me for waking you up Charlee.” Her heart seemed to flutter every time he said her name. “No, no.” “So I didn’t wake you?” “Oh you did, but... I should be getting up anyway.” “You are a hard woman to get a hold of.” “Am I?” “Yes, I’ve been trying to see how you are doing.” Charlee took a moment to think. He didn’t owe her this kindness. He was a stranger in a graveyard a week ago. But he made her smile. He cared and she honestly felt good. “I’m doing fine. I miss her but she wouldn’t want me to be sad forever.” “And the letter?” “Was reassuring, it... gave closure.” “I’m happy to hear,” She saw the crooked smile on his face as he said it. “I should let you go, shouldn’t I? Get ready for work?” “Probably,” But she didn’t want to hang up.  “Goodbye, Charlee. Don’t be a stranger.” “Goodbye Eli.”

                                                                                                Click.

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He messages me.  I haven’t seen you in a while, let’s go out. A date. Of course, I say yes. I find a dress in the back of my closet, try it on in front of the mirror, throw it in the corner. Try on another, I fuss over the bow. He knocks on my door. He’s not wearing anything special. But his smile makes me swoon. He asks “How’s work?” The usual. He doesn’t ask about how I’m actually doing. He asked about Gramgram’s funeral. He avoids the topic completely. I don’t blame him, it’s awkward. But he never asks anything serious. 

He takes me to The Shrieking Llama in Windenburg for Knights Night. It wasn’t what I was expecting. The place was tacky and smelled like there was mould in the carpet. But Alejandro was excited over the Fooseball table. I played several rounds with him. I was hardly any good. Often turning the player the wrong way to score on my own goal. I curse, Alejandro would laugh.  “Someone a sore loser,” He teased poking me in the ribs as we sat at the bar.  “I am not,” I rebuttal. “Just tired of losing game after game.”  “It’s just a game Charlee.” “That’s not the point,” I said.  “Then what is?” He asked still that dopey grin on his face.  “Nothing,” I said. We sat in silence as I got the beer-battered fish and chips eating it mindlessly. Or tried to. I just kept thinking about us. “You should meet my parents?” Alejandro looked shocked, dropping a stole fry from his mouth. “Huh? What? Why?” “They want to meet you.” “Oh, I don’t know. Don’t you think it’s too early? We are only seeing each other for a bit.”  “We’ve been dating for months.”  “Charlee I don’t want to fight about this.” 

He shut down the conversation before it could even start. He brought me home. Alejandro leaned in for a kiss but I turned my head and his lips caught my cheek instead. He said goodnight, going into his own apartment instead of his usual attempt to slip into mine. I just kept asking myself, what am I doing?

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The sun was shining only for a moment before the sky quickly became overcast. Cold rain droplets began to pour from the sky and Charlee opened her umbrella quickly.  “Rain again,” Jakob complained. “Been raining all week.” “Be thankful it’s not snow.” “At least with snow I don’t get wet.” Crowds emerged from the underground subway as both Charlee and Jakob tried to push past to get to the right platform. She struggled to get her umbrella closed as Jakob stood behind her helping her secure it. “Thanks,” Charlee murmured feeling her cheeks burn red. They sat on the cold platform. It smelled of musk and .... urine. Charlee hated being down here.  “I want to get a car,” she said.  “So you can drive me to work every morning,” Jakob gave a bright wide toothy grin.  Charlee rolled her eyes. “I hate taking the train. It’s long and smells.”  “The drive just as long tho. An hour there, an hour back. And at least you can read on the train.”  “True,” she paused. “But at least it wouldn’t smell like pee.”  “Just buy a house in Willow Creek.”  “So you can sleep on my couch?” “Or rent out a room.” “You are just thinking about that cheque on my fridge aren’t you?”  “Yes! And so should you!” “Okay, okay. I get it. Cash the cheque.”

                                                Now boarding Chic Street Station. 

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One Week Later…

Charlee stared absent-mindlessly at the wall holding her morning coffee. It tasted horrible, mostly bitter. It was that damn coffee machine. It always made the worse coffee but she couldn’t just buy a coffee at some shop every morning before work. Well, now she could. That twenty-thousand simoleons cheque sat pinned to her fridge by a fickle magnet that she constantly fought with to keep it there. She had lost it twice under the fridge. But the twenty-thousand simoleons weren’t morning coffee at the hipster coffee shop money. No, it was dreams-can-come-true money or so her grandmother had intended it to be.  “You haven’t deposited that cheque yet?” Jakob’s baritone honey voice mused with a chuckle. He was drinking the same terrible coffee.  “No,” she said turning around holding her cup firmly between her small hands. “What am I supposed to do with it? Just bring it to the bank?” “That’s exactly what you are supposed to do with it,” he teased. “If you don’t, you are just going to lose it or someone going to break in here and steal it.”  “But depositing it....” “Makes it real?” “Yeah. And then I have to decide what to do with it.” “Whatever you want with it.”  There was a long silence. Charlee put her mug in the sink and went to grab her raincoat. He was right. But she ignored the cheque still smirking at Jakob. “Come on. If we don’t leave now we’ll miss the train to work.” 

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I came home and changed from the set of damp clothes I was wearing. I drew a long hot bath and kept thinking about the letter in my purse. Eli was right, I had to read it and face the truth that Gram gram was gone from my life. It would be closure. I sat on the couch, slowly ripping the top edge of the envelope. 

Dear Charlee Bear, 

If you are reading this, it is because I’ve passed on. Knowing the sensitive girl you are, you are likely filled with grief. Sadness is part of the process but I beg you do not mourn too long. I have lived a full life with many accomplishments and my only wish is that you someday do the same. I thought when I bore your father that it was the happiest moment of my life. However, becoming a grandmother to you was even greater.  You are such a dreamer and I want to help make those dreams come true. When you were little you used to talk about opening a bakery to sell all the baked goods we used to make. I know as we get older reality sets in and our dreams do not always make the most sense when it comes to stability. But I hope that you still dream big for something. And because of this, I’m leaving you a gift. It isn’t much but I hope you use it towards your dream. May it be to pay off your student loans or your first house.  Just remember, Gramgram always looking out for you. I love you so much Charlee. Don’t ever forget it.  Love you to the moon and back,

Gramgram

A cheque fell out onto the floor and swept under the couch. I bent over blindly trying to feel for it as Cashew watched me in confusion. I finally grabbed it between my fingers finally. I pulled it out and stared at the cheque with a background of fluffy kittens. It was for 20,000 simoleons. 

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He told me to take a seat as he went to the counter. He ordered me a hot chocolate and cannolis. There was a silence at the table as he watched me bite awkwardly into the flakey pastry. Eventually, he asked, “What were you doing alone in the graveyard?” But he knew the answer.  “Saying goodbye to my grandmother,” I said poking the hard flakey cylinder.  He gave his apologies for my lost, we sat in silence a bit more. “I know it isn’t going to help but things do get better. And it’s alright to miss her.”  “I haven’t even lost a pet before. I’m just confronted with my mortality.” He sat with a smirk on his face now. “There ways around mortality.” I stared at him confused. “It’s a heavy topic much suited for after your grieving. You’ll just have to adjust to a life without her. Start by reading that letter.” “How did you--” “I saw you fiddling with it in your purse. Not like the news can get any worse right?” “That is true.” He rose from the table still holding his smile. “I do need to take off. But do remember to smile.” I couldn’t help but let the corners of my mouth flare upwards. “Um... will I see you again?” “I do hope so, Charlee.” “I-I didn’t catch your name.” 

                                                                         “Eli, Eli Vatore.”