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Shako just learned that losing the love of your life is tough. She plans to give Zanderia the best funeral possible.

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Shako just learned that losing the love of your life is tough. She plans to give Zanderia the best funeral possible.

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Great-Granddad (Geoffrey Landgraab) teaching his Great-Grandson (Haze Berry-Landgraab) how to ride a bike <3 (yes - he is purple - yes he is half alien)

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2 of the 4 quadruplets and some play time.

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Sulani Trip 🐬🤍

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Very disappointed in the Sims community and their very vocal distain towards Black Simmers for begging for a Caribbean/African themed world, especially because they're literally SO MANY American/European themed worlds...like there's even 3 Asian/2 Latinx themed worlds and we barely have 1, EVEN THE DAMN IMAGINARY STAR WARS WORLD BUT NO...we get edges, hairs, SOME clothing, but not a world? Like the closest thing we have to anything Caribbean is the St.Feu household that Maxis created, and even then that's JUST A HOUSEHOLD ON THE GALLERY. Stop silencing BLACK Simmers, like y'all show y'all asses every time we speak our opinions or real shit. A whole account was suspended because of the mass reporting just because a Black Simmer asked to be represented...I hate how even in the big year of 2025, over 25 years of The Sims, it's never enough being a Black Simmer.

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Solaria’s Story Part 10 : a random encounter 3/5

Max: “Oh, I don’t know about that. From where I’m standing, you look like someone who’s out of options. Loud mouth and angry- you need a real man to put you in your place.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, her hand shot up, the slap echoing like a crack of thunder over the bar’s low hum. His head turned with the force of it, and when he looked back at her, his expression was a mix of shock and indignation.

The entire room seemed to pause for a moment, eyes flicking toward the commotion.

Max started to open his mouth to respond, but one glare from her over her shoulder shut him up.

With that, she grabbed her bag, ready to make a dramatic exit. But, in her slightly tipsy state, her footing betrayed her. She stumbled, nearly toppling over.

His hand caught her arm before she hit the ground.

Max: “Wait I didn’t mean for—,”

Solaria: “Touch me, talk to me, or even look at me again, and you’ll regret it,” she said, her voice low but razor-sharp.

Solaria didn’t care if she’d just made a scene. She didn’t care if he’d stew in his bruised ego for the rest of the night. All she cared about was getting as far away from that disgusting excuse for a human being as possible.

Read Solaria’s Story Part 10 (x)

Read the drama from the beginning (x)

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Salim Benali Makeover

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Happy black history month to all my black simmers, ily ✊🏿✊🏾✊🏽

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Updated my lighting mods and G-shade preset and OMG it made a difffereance!!

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"NO WAY THEY HAVE DRAGON FRUIT", Sol thought to herself out loud as she visited the local farmer's market.

Thank you @rheya28 for the prettiest grocery store build - Lucio’s Market - I can't wait to use it all the time now lol.

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Solaria Story Part 10 - a random encounter 2/5

The night was young, and the bar buzzed with high energy. Solaria stood in line for another drink, casually swirling the last sip in her glass. It was her third round at the watering hole, and she had zero plans of making it her last.

A loud, belligerent voice pierced through the chatter.

Max: “Bet you’ve been working all night to catch someone’s attention. Good news—you just did.”

Sol: “Here’s a thought: wash the grease out of your hair, ease up on the body spray, and maybe—just maybe—stand in line like everyone else. Wild concept, I know.”

Max: “Ever heard of taking a compliment? I figured I’d save you the trouble of pretending not to notice me.”

Solaria’s patience was thinning by the second. She crossed her arms, glaring at him.

Sol: “I don’t need saving. Sorry - not sorry - you’re not half as charming as you think you are.”

Max: “Oh, I don’t know about that. From where I’m standing, you look like someone who’s out of options. Loud mouth and angry- you need a real man to put you in your place.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, her hand shot up, the slap echoing like a crack of thunder over the bar’s low hum. His head turned with the force of it, and when he looked back at her, his expression was a mix of shock and indignation.

The entire room seemed to pause for a moment, eyes flicking toward the commotion.

Read Solaria’s Story from the beginning (x)

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morning chores and an evening engagement dinner.

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Solaria Story Part 10 - a random encounter 2/5

The night was young, and the bar buzzed with high energy. Solaria stood in line for another drink, casually swirling the last sip in her glass. It was her third round at the watering hole, and she had zero plans of making it her last.

A loud, belligerent voice pierced through the chatter.

Max: “Bet you’ve been working all night to catch someone’s attention. Good news—you just did.”

Sol: “Here’s a thought: wash the grease out of your hair, ease up on the body spray, and maybe—just maybe—stand in line like everyone else. Wild concept, I know.”

Max: “Ever heard of taking a compliment? I figured I’d save you the trouble of pretending not to notice me.”

Solaria’s patience was thinning by the second. She crossed her arms, glaring at him.

Sol: “I don’t need saving. Sorry - not sorry - you’re not half as charming as you think you are.”

Max: “Oh, I don’t know about that. From where I’m standing, you look like someone who’s out of options. Loud mouth and angry- you need a real man to put you in your place.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, her hand shot up, the slap echoing like a crack of thunder over the bar’s low hum. His head turned with the force of it, and when he looked back at her, his expression was a mix of shock and indignation.

The entire room seemed to pause for a moment, eyes flicking toward the commotion.

Read Solaria’s Story from the beginning (x)