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nexility-sims · 5 months
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𝐍𝐎. 𝟏  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞   |   VARIOUS LOCATIONS, DECEMBER 1990
❧  𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.
‎‎‎‎‎ ❛ The banality of human tragedy wasn’t enough for a princess. Some may have said it was an insult. The publishers, insatiable in their hunger for a story, chased answers. They would force slippery, delicate reality into the shackles of narrative. They would explain the unexplainable. Numerous leads bubbled forth in the immediate days following the event. At first, they came as a respectful trickle of whispers. Then, they came in a loud burst that could fill the amorphous space between breaking news and solemn coverage of a state funeral. Most of the claims were false: the queen had held the gaze of an owl twenty days prior; a storm had thrown and scattered stones in an ominous glyph; waterway residents had heard plaintive weeping from the water before the disappearance; a daykeeper sent a letter to the palace warning the mountains were shaking with longing; the princess was terrified of water and had diligently avoided it before this fateful outing. The latter was true.
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓
It wasn’t moving water that paralyzed her. She had appreciated the crashing of beach waves and the foaming, rushing flow of rivers. The waterfalls in Yaas had captivated her. The problem was still water. Placid and smooth, the expanses of lakes and ponds and swimming pools unsettled her to the core. Others saw them as gentle and inviting; these comely traits, to her, were the duplicity inherent to any natural danger.
As with many fears, this one had been formative. These bodies summoned memories of gasping and flailing—a visceral recollection of the moment in which her swimming education both began and ended. The publishers would report that she refused to bathe in tubs or put her face beneath a shower head. These details were embellishments, but they knitted together the perfect narrative to rendered the death star-crossed, inevitable, and shadowing even in the unobstructed light of day. With such winking glints of absurdity, a deluge of articles teased intrigue from something utterly ordinary.
Indeed, that was the wretched truth with which the family had to contend, even as days of newsprint consoled the public with fantasy. Once the body was recovered a few hours later, the coroner called it what her fellow passengers had assumed: an accident. People drowned in Uspana every day. Such a demise was considered divinely favored, and the context—the story that underwrote it—didn’t matter. The mountains claimed their favorites regardless of whether their lungs filled with a few inches of bathwater or deep inhales of Canarís Bay saltwater. These favorites were regular people. They were also, from time to time, royalty.
The cause was misadventure, not malevolence.
Still, when Beatriz stumbled over to the telephone on the day she received the news, she took a deep breath to steady herself and said with conviction, “Arnaut, he's finally killed her. Please come home.”
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[A] Boating? Seriously? [S] New yacht, too. He named it the Safyanora. Sweet, isn't it?
[A] I just can't believe he convinced you to go on it. [S] Me either.
[S] We've been giving each other space for a few weeks. [A] Is that what you call it?
[S] I should put in effort, you know? Be forgiving. [A] You do. You are. The problem is when he takes advantage of it, which is every single time.
[S] Friends will be there with us. There'll be no fighting—not the terribly unfun kind, anyway. [A] {Sighs.}
[A] And you're still not wearing the ring?
[S] For now. We'll see how I feel after this trip. [A] Uh huh.
[S] He promised a romantic getaway! Maybe that's what I need. [A] It's true. You work too much.
[S] No, you don't work enough—[A] Hold on. Someone's here.
[S] I can let you go … I do have work to do. [A] {Chuckling.}
[A] Abelina, tell Auntie hello. [AB] Hi Safy! [S] Hello, baby girl.
[A] It's bedtime story o'clock, unfortunately. [S] I'll call you when I'm home in a few days. [A] Good. I love you. Have fun. [S] I love you, too. Goodnight.
[S] {V.O.} Hi Mama. Sorry I missed you.
[S] {V.O.} We arrived in Intizara a couple days ago. There were more cameras than usual. It was disconcerting.
[S] {V.O.} Anyway, I'm calling you from the water.
[S] {V.O.} Aren't you proud of me? {Chuckles.}
[S] {V.O.} Manuel and Eita are with us.
[S] {V.O.} We're having fun, all of us.
[S] {V.O.} I needed this.
[S] {V.O.} We needed this.
[S] {V.O.} I know you don't want to hear it, but he's making an effort.
[S] {V.O.} I feel hopeful. Call me back. I love you.
[B] {V.O.} This is not a message for voicemail.
[B] {V.O.} I wish you had come to the phone just this once.
[B] {V.O.} How do I say this? It's unspeakable.
[B] {V.O.} {Sighs.}
[B] {V.O.} Arnaut, he's finally killed her.
[B] {V.O.} Please come home.
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stereo-91 · 1 year
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The Royal Naval College Set - Available For Download
All items are freely placeable in order to give people freedom while assembling these items to create their own version of the Royal Naval College. 
Most items are found in ceiling decorations or wall sculpture. To find the items simply type “Royal Naval College” into search box. 
The set consists of 27 individual items, 1 wall paper and 1 floor.
Thanks to @felixandresims @thejim07 & @cliffou29 for the original mesh for some items. You will not need the original mesh for this download because all of the mesh has been resized to fit this room. 
LINK:
https://simfileshare.net/folder/186172/
Side Note:
I’d also recommend @goldensanctuarysims Queen’s Late Fireplace to fit this build, @lilisPalace Wainscot Wonderland Double Door & @pierisim Domaine Du Clos Windows.
As usual any questions just let me know and I will try to help.
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7th Ward, NOLA, 1942
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simdertalia · 2 years
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Salem Witch Trials School Project
Sims 4, base game compatible
6 swatches | Found in clutter and kid’s decor | 3 simoleons
This is an edit of the DEBUG school project, the little model in front of the board is replaced with the TS2 witch doll by @decat2, original from the Wicked Set for TS2 <HERE> (Thank you, Decat for your lovely TOU!)
Type “salem witch” into the search query in build mode to find quickly. You can always find items like this, just begin typing the title and it will appear.
📁 Download (SFS, No Ads): https://www.simfileshare.net/download/3493270/
📁 Alt Download (still no ads): https://mega.nz/file/VpowyDbb#2KzQk12hdyBK1UFJFAQPp9LtNtuyMaxSC07-t5gpc8Y
As always, please let me know if you have any issues! Happy Simming!
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janesimsten · 2 years
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Mod: Write with Quills
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Just uploaded another mod!  This one replaces the pencil mesh with a quill - perfect for historical gameplay.  :)
Get it here: https://modthesims.info/d/667107/historical-write-with-quills-override.html
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anachrobuilds · 8 months
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Updated the 64x64 American colonial farm to include stuff from Cottage Living, Horse Ranch, Growing Together, and Wedding Stories, plus some of my newer CC.
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royaltysimblr · 1 year
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Their Royal Highnesses The Prince and Princess Waldemar of Norden
Prince Waldemar was born in 1769 to Karl Duke of Norden and Princess Helene of Vasa. Waldemar was the youngest son and child of the ducal couple. He was born at Schloss Lutzow and was christened at its private chapel as Prince Waldemar Fredrick Axel. Waldemar grew up close to his older sisters Viktoria and Elisabeth and shared a governess with them until he was 9 years whereupon he was educated by private tutors. Waldemar had almost no prospects of inheriting the Norden Throne despite being second in line. Waldemar’s older brother, Wilhelm, was ten years older than him and was perfectly healthy. Waldemar was not particularly close to his older brother in his youth, but in their adulthood he became his closest confidant at court. Waldemar was 13 when his sister Maria Theresa died and 15 when his father Karl died. Waldemar had been particularly close to his father and his death deeply saddened him. The rest of Waldemar’s education was overseen by his uncle Prince Stanislaus of Polstein who had several highly regarded Eusalian generals teach him. As he had no prospect in ruling, he became a lieutenant in the Augustinian Army. Waldemar’s mother Helene retired from court and let Waldemar’s aunt Princess Adelaide find a bride for him. Adelaide had very little contacts internationally and struggled to find a bride for a prince who did not rule in his own right. Adelaide found Princess Cecile of Munster for Waldemar to marry. They met for the first time at the christening of his nephew, Prince Gustaf of Rostock at the Schloss Rostock in 1789. Cecile came from a poor family who were overthrown in 1770 by Wurzburg who incorporated the Duchy of Munster into their territory. Cecile grew up living with her wealthier aunt, Princess Theresa Duchess of Newport who had married one of the oldest noblemen of Windenburg. Cecile was beautiful and was skilled in literature, writing multiple novels under a pen name. In 1791, the couple were married at the private chapel of the Brunsbuttel Palace. Waldemar and Cecile had a happy marriage, probably the happiest out of all of his siblings. Cecile would give birth to two healthy daughters, Princess Christine in 1792, and Princess Carolina in 1795. The couple had apartments in Brunsbuttel Palace and Schloss Lutzow but mostly resided at a townhouse in Innsbruck where Waldemar commanded a regiment. Cecile often attended the imperial court at Innsbruck and befriended her sister-in-law, Archduchess Paulina of Augustinia former Princess of Norden. Cecile hosted many society balls in Innsbruck and was at the center of attention at the imperial capital. Cecile continued to write books about life at the imperial court under the name Countess Donawitz. Waldemar and Cecile returned to Norden in 1807 with their two daughters. In 1809, their eldest daughter, Princess Christine was married to Prince George of Lubeck, the second son of the reigning Prince of Lubeck. Christine and her mother had a warm relationship with each other and corresponded with each other daily. Cecile has a horrible relationship with her mother In law, Helene who resents her for her low status. Cecile and her sister-in-law, Magdalene of Wurzburg, the current Duchess of Norden, originally had a bad relationship with each other. Cecile hated her initially for Wurzburg’s invasion of Munster and held that against Magdalene. However, their relationship became better when Helene started to snub them both. Cecile and Magdalene have formed their own new social circle in response to their mother-in-law’s isolation of the two princesses. Waldemar, Cecile, Magdalene, and Wilhelm continue to have a great relationship with each other. Waldemar has been a great comfort to his older brother Wilhelm during his period of illness. 
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hina-clone · 1 year
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Kato Akira - Sanity 100%
❤ 17 Years
❤ Yandere
❤ AB
❤ ♏︎
❤ Backstory: Kato Akira é o irmão gêmeo mais velho de Kato Kana. Ele possui um forte complexo de irmão por sua querida “Imouto” e, por causa disso, acaba tendo impulsos obsessivos, sendo um deles o de colecionar fotos de sua irmã e observá-las antes antes de ir para a aula como forma de trazer boa sorte. Entretanto, ele sabe que a “sociedade não entenderia seus sentimentos puros” e, por isso, esconde esse lado, procurando ter uma vida social e escolar normal. Portanto, tornou-se um aluno prestigiado, sendo respeitado e conhecido por todos como “príncipe”, devido sua personalidade carismática e gentil.
Mas essa fachada de “bom moço” esconde uma imensa insanidade que transborda principalmente quando há “pequenos obstáculos” entre ele e sua querida imouto-chan.
❤ Backstory: Kato Akira is the older twin brother of Kato Kana. He has a strong brother complex for his dear "Imouto" and because of this, he ends up having obsessive impulses, one of which is collecting photos of his sister and observing them before going to school as a way of bringing good luck. However, he knows that "society would not understand his pure feelings" and therefore hides this side, trying to have a normal social and school life. Therefore, he has become a prestigious student, respected and known by all as "prince" due to his charismatic and kind personality.
But this "good boy" facade hides immense insanity that overflows mainly when there are "small obstacles" between him and his dear imouto-chan.
❤  English translation: Chat GPT….
❤ Sorry i’m not fluent in english  ( ̄▽ ̄*)ゞ
❤ Inspiration
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clepysdra · 8 months
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Bovine Sippy Cup: A Historical Override
This replaces the default green plastic sippy cup with a terracotta vessel, for your ancient toddlers to drink from. The form is based off of the animal-shaped pottery found in the graves of late bronze and iron aged babies and children throughout Europe.
Find my infant bottle replacement here.
**Note that this is a default replacement, meaning that it should NOT be used with any other sippy cup overrides in game at once
DOWNLOAD  - Dropbox (no ads)
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nexility-sims · 2 years
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❧ 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲  /  a birth, a wedding, a funeral 
my entry for the Father’s Day Special is a taste of tragedy, with a side of spoilers, in honor of my favorite character’s favorite relationship. if you can believe it, i only cried twice while making this !  and: soundtrack for this is clint mansell’s, “together will live together.” (maybe a third time, almost, while listening to this song...)
TRANSCRIPT:
{Knocking.}
[A] You look like your grandmother.
[B] Do you think so? [A] More than ever. Ask her later, and she will agree.
[A] Are you sure you want to do this? You can walk away. [B] {Chuckles.} Yes, papa. Can we go for a walk? I feel so restless. I think a stroll would help... If you’re feeling up to it. [A] I made it up the stairs, did I not?
[A] This is a special place, you know, for us. [B] Of course. It’s a ceremony site.
[A] It is more than that.
[A] Years ago, we sat here.
[A] Your mother was shaking like a leaf.
[A] There was no hint or clue, but I believe I knew why.
[A] For me, this spot is where you came into being. This is the place where I first loved you.
[B] Why are you telling me this? Now? It’s so cruel.
[B] {Sniffling.} I won’t be able to live without you, papa. It hurts so much, even just thinking about it. I would rather feel nothing than this. [A] Do you remember the first time I took you to Creator’s Mount?
[B] What? I suppose... [A] Truly, do you remember it?
[A] How the air smelled? The sounds—all of the foliage and life?
[B] I remember ... the wind. I didn’t expect it. [A] What we call Breath of Canarís.
[A] Do you remember what you asked about her as we stood there?
[B] I ... I asked why she ...
[A] You asked why she stayed behind when they left. It was the choice, not the reason, that baffled you. I think you were angry, for her. {Beatriz sobbing.}
[A] What did I tell you? {Beatriz, gasping between sobs.}
[A] {whispering} Breathe, Beatriz. What did I tell you?
[B] “Sometimes our stories end just as the people we love begin theirs.”
[A] There, you see? This is a circle as old as time. [B] It’s unfair. [A] {Chuckles.} It would be, little bird, but I have done all that matters.
[B] I should finish getting ready. Mother will be here any minute.
[A] And, Beatriz? I am proud of you, today and every day. [B] I love you, papa.
[R] What’s wrong, lover? [A] Nothing at all. Today should be happy.
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spriteysims · 9 months
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The barn needed a small upgrade to accommodate Chryses and some items were moved into the loft.
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simsparrows · 2 years
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A Sim 4 Historical Legacy Challenge
*Coming Soon*
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kat-simss · 2 years
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Soon after Martha’s birth, Catherine returned to work. Although Francis’ parents sent them money, it wasn’t enough to cover their daily expenses, and even Catherine’s brother, Cecil, had began work in a tire shop after school. As a result, Francis and Martha were together for most of the day.
It took a little adjusting, given the fact that Francis was still practically a child himself at only twenty years old, but he doted on his little girl every second of the day.
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Of course, Catherine’s mother, Beatrice, cherished her new granddaughter, and taught Francis and Catherine the ins and outs of parenthood. Even when Catherine couldn’t be there for her daughter during her long days at work, she was always happy to come home knowing that her Martha was well cared-for.
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elfydrell · 2 years
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Morpheus: "It was a long struggle?" Leya: "Yes, because it was worth it. We were all puffed up with pride and it was rare for all of us to cross paths with valiant warriors. We wanted to make our respective Gods proud!"
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Leya: "Our arrogance blinded us, which made Aïdan lose his footing… I saved him, in extremis, while knowing that I had two elves on my heels."
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Leya: "The last image I had of him was his fear and his heartbreaking cry…"
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*Sobs* Leya: "Aïdan was still smoking… He had interfered and had taken the magic spell of full force which was intended for me. I couldn't get away from his burning and lifeless body. My tears were flowing so much…"
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Morpheus : "What did the elves do during this time?" Leya: "They went away… They themselves were injured or weakened." Morpheus: "They did not take advantage of the situation?" Leya : "What do I know… I was too sad. Yet… An anger grew inside me! An irrepressible force for revenge. A promise… A promise to find that elf, at the risk of my life, and to kill him!"
Thanks : @belaloallure3, @plazasims, @ft19891211-sims, @lady-moriel, @natalia-auditore and others <3
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Brindleton Bay, 1800s, Snowflakes
“I can’t do this.” 
[chuckle] “Well, it’s a little late to turn back now.”
“Easy for you to say...” [contractions interrupt]
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“Doc Owens isn’t gonna make it, is he?” [voice breaks]
“I can’t do this, I can’t - “
“Hush, now. You’re the bravest woman I know.”
“I don’t give a damn. It’s not proper, you seeing me like this- this side of me.” 
“Ok, I’ll leave.” 
[sharp inhale, another contraction]
“No, don’t you dare leave me. 
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“I’m not going nowhere. I don’t care how bad things get. I’m here, but I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.” 
[grit teeth through contraction]
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[time slows down and speeds up, all at once]
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“I’m not ever doing this again, do you hear me?”
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“Ok, I can’t make any promises, though.” 
[the walls are closing in now]
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[speechless]
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[amazed]
“Hello, little snowflake.” 
@pandasamacc thank you for your extremely hard work on this amazing childbirth mod/poses
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alwaysborrowed · 1 year
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On their wedding night Joey brought Emilie to their new house ! A large farmhouse, with enough space for a garden and pets.
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The newlyweds had settled into farm life. They even bought a hen and a rooster!
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Emilie promptly learned how to knit tiny scarves and hats.
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Classic pregnancy announcement in the bathroom. Anyways Emilie is pregnant !!
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Quiet moments on the farm.
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Loretta was missing her big brother, and with far too much freetime she took a long walk to the town of Henford-On-Bagley. 
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And Emilie, far too excited to contain herself, told Loretta about the pregnancy.
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To end the day, Joey and Emilie spent some alone time in the shed.
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