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Alex: Uh, hey⦠Harry: What do you want? Alex: Nothing, I just-.. we havenāt really spoken since the party, so⦠Harry: Yeah, ācause you told me to leave you alone. Alex: I know, but maybe you should just ignore everything I say. [Harry raised an eyebrow in compliant confusion, saying nothing more] Alex: I didnāt mean⦠[Alex trailed off, making a nervous noise half between a squeak and a laugh] Alex: Not literally, yāknow? Alex: Okay, so donāt ignore everything I say, more like-⦠[Harry slammed his locker shut and clutched his head restlessly as Alex rambled on] Harry: Ugh, you confuse the hell outta me, Alex-.. I donāt want anything to do with you! [Alex flexed her sweaty palms fitfully, growing hot with a mixture of rage and embarrassment as Harry stormed off. Why did she always make such a mess of every social interaction beyond small talk, why did she have to think so hard before uttering a single word to anyone? No one else had to] [It wasnāt fairā¦] [A few scattered gasps echoed throughout the now quiet corridor as Alex slammed her fist into Harryās locker] ⦠Robin: Wait! Alex: Leave me alone. Robin: Alex, stop! Alex: I said, go away! Itās not safe to be around me, okay? Robin: Whatāre you talking about? Alex: I just⦠[Alex held back a sigh, she shouldāve known Robin wouldnāt be dissuaded so easily-.. she wasnāt sure whether to be frustrated or grateful that her words had no effect on him] Robin: Everyone lashes out sometimes, itās not a big deal-.. I donāt care. Alex: But itās different with me. Robin: I donāt see how. Alex: I donāt eitherā¦
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Ut Supra, Sic Infra Pt. 15 (3/6)
To be continued-
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Max: Do you see now that Iām not a good person?
Celia: Stop that.Ā
Max: Cel, canāt you see what Iām capable of?Ā
Celia: Canāt you hear yourself? You were backed into a corner, pushed to your limits. Youāre not the bad guy in this story. Not by a long shot. The way you're feeling right now tells me everything I need to know... You are not what you did. [sniffs] You know what youāre also capable of? Rescuing a stupid drunk girl who couldnāt get home alone and making sure sheās safe. Keeping her sanity in check when she had family problems. Reminding an old man he still has a life to live.
Max: Iām just a burden for Marcoā¦
Celia: I'm sure you're not. Believe me, you wouldn't be here still if he didn't care about you. He has a temper, and it's been worse since my grandmother died. Until a few months ago. He seemed in a better mood and I think it has something to do with you...
Max: At least admit I come with loads of problems that are not worth your time.
Celia: Iām the only one who gets to decide what is and isnāt worth my time. I'm staying.
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Epilogue š Atlas

The rest of the year flew by in a rush of one event after another.
First, there was Spencerās birthday party. It was the first family event that Ezra and I were both present at, and overall, it went okay. I focused on spending time with everyone else and just let him exist in the same space as me, which was the best I could do at the time.

Dawn also saw Ezra for the first time since high school that day. She did try to be kind and talk to him, as is her nature, but it was quite satisfying that Phoenix didnāt like him from the moment she introduced them. Maybe thatās petty of me, but itās true.



The important thing though, is that, even though we all walked away a bit sore, Spencer had a great birthday, ice skating and celebrating with her family and two best friends.



When Winterfest came around, we stuck with our original plan to visit Phoenix and Dawn in the city. It was fun to see Aspen getting excited and opening presents. I know our little ones wonāt quite be old enough to properly enjoy the holiday, but Iām still so excited for next year and our first Winterfest with them.
Dawn also surprised us with an amazing gift. She knitted two little onsies for Sadie and Simon, which Iām happy to report, theyāve both finally grown into!

That afternoon, when they were ready to head to Copperdale to see Pheonixās uncle, Ash and I decided to spend the rest of the day with the Goodes after all. Iām glad we did. Even with Ezra there, it was nice to have our usual evening of games and music.
Iām absolutely in awe of Spencer with her violin. She finally mastered Einaudiās Experience and wanted to play it for us, a duet with Pop on the piano, of course. The performance brought tears to our eyes. Listening to her play with such skill and emotion, she should be in a concert hall, not standing in our living room in her little mis-matched socks.
As happy as I am to have our own place again, I wouldnāt trade the time we spent living there for anything.

For New Yearās weād planned to take it easy. Watch movies and likely fall asleep well before midnight. But, as you can see, that isnāt what happened.
We got a call from Lex saying that Evan had been dumped, so we cancelled our plans and drove to the city. Charlee raced to Evanās apartment and dragged them to Lexās where we were all waiting for them. After a bit of venting and a few tears, we were able to cheer them up, and we all celebrated the new year and good things to come. Charlee was even able to convince them to move to San Sequoia with her and Jay, which I know Ash is happy about.
Iām really grateful we ended up spending New Yearās with our friends because the going away party they had planned for us the following weekend ended up being canceled because⦠wellā¦

The next morning, I woke up on Lexās couch being jostled by Ash. He was in a panic because our phones were blowing up, and with the way I was laying on him, he couldnāt get to either of them. He was worried something bad had happened, that someone had been hurt.
But, when I sat up and checked my phone, it was the opposite. Li was in labor. All at once, everything became real.
We drove to the hospital as fast as we could and barely made it in time. But we made it. And now that our twins have arrived, life will never be the same again.
I suppose you want to meet them now. You will. Soon.

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A/N: I will try to introduce everyone to Sadie and Simon this weekend.. just know Iām completely obsessed with them! But this wraps up this part of my story. From here, I plan to split into two stories: The Good Life will focus on Atlas & Asher (and occasionally the extended Goode family) and my Star Sign Legacy will go back to Phoenix, Dawn, and Aspen as the main focus. Iām currently writing their next big arc, which will take some time, so for now Iāll be sharing sporadic gameplay of the boys (cos infants are my favorite thing in game)
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Atlas: Thanks for meeting me. Ezra: No problem. Iām glad you called.
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Atlas: I mustāve thought about all the things I wanted to say to you about a hundred times, but now that weāre here, Iām coming up empty. Ezra: Would it help if I start? Atlas: [shrugs] Go for it.
Ezra: Atlas, I am so sorry. For everything. For how our last conversation went. For interfering with you and Henry. For outing you at school. I had no right to do that. None. And I wish I could say that I didnāt know what I was doing, but I did. I knew the people I told would spread the word fast. I knew the way everyone would react, and the way theyād treat you. Itās the cruelest thing Iāve ever done, and Iād take it all back if I could.
Atlas: Well, you canāt. Ezra: I know. Is there anything I can do? Atlas: [shakes his head] Not really.
Atlas: Iāve been doing a lot of thinking over the last few months. And a lot of talking to friends and family and my therapist⦠and Iām tired. I donāt want to do this. I donāt want to have a big conversation about how much you hurt me, and how sorry you are for it. I donāt need that. And, frankly, I donāt care. Iām not afraid of you anymore. You or what you represent, and thatās enough.
Ezra: Okay⦠So, what does that mean exactly?
Atlas: It means⦠The Goodes are the best thing that ever happened to me. When Asher and I first started dating, he invited me over to spend Winterfest with them. His parents were so warm and welcoming that it made me anxious and I spent an hour hiding out in Meganās greenhouse. I thought theyād be angry or offended, but they werenāt. They were so kind. I wasnāt used to that, and it took me a while to trust it, but eventually I did. They became my family, and I love them. I love them so much that I took their name. And their home, it became such a safe place for me.
Atlas: And then you showed up. You. The person who destroyed what little sliver of joy and safety I had back then, which wasnāt much to begin with, was sitting in the living room of my home with my family. I wasnāt just angry at you. I was terrified. Terrified that youād come back to do it all over again. Ezra: Atlas, Iā Atlas: Donāt. Donāt apologize to me again. Please.
Atlas: I get it. I know why you did it. I know youāre sorry. I know that you being here isnāt nothing. And I know youāre not going to destroy what good I have in my life⦠again. Even if you tried, you couldnāt. I know that now. But itās going to take a lot more than an apology for me to forgive you. I donāt know what it will take, to be honest, but whether I like it or not, youāre a part of this family too. So, Iāll give you one chance. Starting now, we can leave the past in the past, where it belongs, and get to know each other as the people we are today.
Ezra: I appreciate that. I know I probably donāt deserve it. Atlas: Weāll see, wonāt we? Either way, Iām not doing it for you. Ezra: Understood. Well, in the spirit of getting to know each other, thereās a coffee stand across the road if youāre interested. Atlas: Not today. Iām not quite ready for that yet. But Iāll see you at Spencerās party on Saturday. And youāre welcome to come by the house anytime. Ash and I will be in town through the holidays. Ezra: Okay. Iāll see you soon then. Atlas: See ya.
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Gus and Fletcher Reaper-Straud.
Both of Aspen and Vladās boyās all grown up. The smaller one with Aspenās red eyes (Gus) is a tiny vampire.
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Happy Fatherās Day! Decided to do a photoshoot with Amari and his (late) father, Pellaz. @herecirmsims had tagged me in a sneak peek of something coming up and this is a clue.
Lore dump one: Pellaz carried and gave birth to Amari. In the Veild culture, the father always carry the first born to ensure they pass their strength on to them.
Lore dump two: Grace and Pellaz were close friends who just wanted to see what kind of baby a Veild familiar and a fae spellcaster could produce. Grace was pretty much banished from spellcaster society and Pellaz ran and hid among other alien life forms in Oasis Springs so that Morgyn Ember would not kill (the abomination) Amari.
Lore dump three: Veild can communicate with stars and the moon. Amari grew up listening to the songs and stories of the stars. They adore him and he loves them. āØāØ
Lore dump four: Amari killed his father. Literally devoured him. He didnāt mean to. But he did say Pellaz was delicious. šš¤·š½āāļø








Amazing cc from @occultradio @yin-shimo @hymless @strangegrapefruit @gloomiegalaxie
I know there are poses from @helgatisha @simmireen @roselipaofficial
#orb#others beautiful sims#southernsimmin#sims 4#so interesting lore build#unfortunately i`ve no simstagram
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šSix Townie Makeoverš
Nyon Speck
Baby Ariel
Akira Kibo
Lou Howell
Diego Lobo
Lilith Vatore
Sims made by @herzblau
Thanks to all CC creators! š„°ššš
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Edgewave Hats, bgc | Gorras
They are super simple. This is the first time I've recolored or made anything. I just needed them, and yeah. Ty. Son sĆŗper sencillas. Esta es la primera vez que hago CC.
I made a beanie, backwards baseball cap, and reg. baseball cap. Hice una gorra y dos cachuchas.
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TOC: As you wish. :)
Credits/Créditos: Skeleton Hand Image, Meshs by EA, Edgewave Font by Akiraklova. Dibujo de la mano esqueleto, el armazón hecho por EA, Edgewave letra hecho por Akiralova.
Pose/La Pose: @helgatisha
Photographed Sim(s): Ruby Broke, Flo Broke, Susie Broke...and if you squint you can almost see Skip Broke enraged. Almost sounds like he peed a little bit. Ruby Broke, Flo Broke, Susie Broke ⦠y si entrecierras tus los ojos se puede ver Skip enfureció. Parece que se orinó encima un poquitito.
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honeymoon day one ā§ā Ģš¹ā© ā Ģšā¹ā” (not pictured: paris & orange calling them gross in eli's social bunny comments)
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Preston: Nonsense. Archie: Iām telling you; it works every time. Preston: Okay-.. so, what do you do again? Archie: The trick is making look like an accident, right? Iām just minding my own business, all nonchalant-.. then bam! Preston: Bam? Archie: Fall over, play it up, act all dramatic. Preston: Then they just give you their number? Archie: No-.. youāve gotta work up to that part, dumbass. Preston: Oh. Archie: Youāre beyond fucking stupid, arenāt you? That cheerleader is rubbing off on you. Preston: Hey-⦠Archie: Tell you what, Iāll give you a live demonstration. ⦠[Archie lay where heād fallen, splayed on his side like a poor, wounded puppy] Wren: Watch were youāre going, fuckwit! Archie: Ow, ow, owwww-⦠Wren: Are you kidding me? [Archie turned up the theatrics and writhed in āpainā, clutching his wrist as though it might fall apart if he didnāt] Wren: Some of us actually have a brain, yāknow? Archie: Wha-⦠Wren: This is a skate park, not a walk around like a gormless moron and get in the way on purpose park. Archie: Erm, excuse me. Wren: Excuse yourself and get out of the wayyyy, dickbag. ⦠[Preston bit his lip and battled to keep his features neutral as Archie traipsed back over with a scowl] Archie: Shut up. Preston: Maybe next time. Archie: I said, be quiet.
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Darren: Calling me all panicked, but then not even making sure to put you somewhere where we don't store a gazillion sharp objects?! Seriously, what was he thinking?! Darren: Ahh~ Look at me getting all distracted by this nonsense... You didn't hurt yourself, did you? Finn: No... Darren: Okay. That's good. That's good. Darren: Come. Let's get you out of here.
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Finn: ... I don't understand. Why aren't you mad at me? I hurt Nico. Darren: I don't think screaming at you will change anything. Don't you agree? Finn: ... I'm sorry. I didn't want any of this to happen. Darren: It's okay. It's okay. Finn: Could you... maybe not... touch me? Darren: Oh! Sorry! Bad habit of mine. I'll just sit down over there, alright?
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Darren: How is Nico doing? Avery: The wound needed stitching. But other than that, he's fine. How is Finn? Darren: I gave him some pills to handle his headache. Avery: Headache? A side-effect of his regular meds? Darren: I don't think so. It's more likely that the increased dosage is finally doing it's job. Darren: His infection surpresses all other physical pain. The symptoms of his chronic illness are likely to become more apparent now that the effect is weakened. Darren: Could you figure out what exactly he'd been diagnosed with? Avery: I could. ... I'm just not sure I like it. Darren: What? Why? Avery: What if I tell you there is a fair chance Finn is a victim of Saheen?
author's note: *screaming, crying, throwing up* Finn setting boundaries, Darren actually accepting those and Avery voicing his suspicion about Finn's involvement in Dr. SanchĆ©z illegal study? šāØ
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A pretty dangerous thing.
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Ask Game: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers :)
thanks @figure-it-out-later Okay, okay, I admit Iām waaay behind on the asks. I feel terribly sorry about it. Be sure I really do appreciate getting them! But honestly, I often struggle to find the time to finish the things I already have going, so asks sadly tend to slip to the back of the queue. That said, I havenāt deleted a single one, and I am trying to work through them one by one. Sooo... this one is about half a year old š
5 things that make me happy:
ā peaceful moments - when everything around me feels settled and calm, and my thoughts are free to unfold ā having time for my kids, family, friends - to talk, to connect, to just be present ā dreaming up Sims stories with my best friend Shin @herzblau ā chocolate cappuccino ā being out in nature and simply breathing that deep, grounding kind of quiet I miss more often than Iād like
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H: Jeremiah!
J: No. My turn: Healthcliff!
H: You havenāt forgiven me for āJezebel,ā have you? Think 20th century. I go again: Your name is...Jonathan!
J: Thatās not a bad guess! Think...Book of Genesis.
H: Joseph! The coat guy!
J: Youāre getting closer!
H: āGenesisā with a āJā!
J: ...And weāre back to square one. Let me see... Humbert?
H: Ew! Think young man roaming around a big city.
J: Holly Go Lightly, the drag version.
H: Weāre very, very bad at this.
J: Itās like weāre illiterate.
H: Speak for yourself, Jezzy.
J: Why, Holly, you hussy, youāre the one sleeping with anonymous men!
[Laughter]
H: Itās funny...I feel Iāve gotten to know you so well...But I donāt even know your name. Is it more important than knowing your favorite movie or dish? Crazy, huh?
J: No...Itās not crazy. We know the important things about each other- I see you so clearly...and I like what I see. A lot...
H: ...Thank you for stepping into my life that night. This has been so unusual, but so amazing...And I like what I see, too.
H: Youāre welcome to hang out- get some more rest; I normally work from home, but I have to go on-site today to meet a client.
J: Itās okay- I have to go soon anyway. Give me a hint...Weāre doing badly on the names department, maybe Iāll have an easier time guessing your profession.
H: Itās not something people know much about. But hereās a fun fact: I have the career I have because I was a roadie at one point.
J: Wait... A roadie? Those people who travel with bands and help them with equipment and setting up and all that?
H: Yeah. I was hired shortly after I graduated from college. I thought it would be a great way to travel and see the world on the cheap.
J: What band did you travel with? I guess thatās one thing we didnāt really talk about: music.
H: I suppose you could describe my musical taste as ābar brawl soundtrack.ā
J: Nooo...Are you a metalhead?
H: Hardly. I traveled with a folk band: the Bogside Bards.
J: Wow!
J: I never heard their music. How long were you a roadie for?
H: Oh, for about two years. I ended up as broke as I had started...but it was a lot of fun- not gonna lie! And I picked up some useful skills that got me my current job.
J: ...Youāre a backup dancer!
H: Ha! No- but I did end up on stage once...
H: So... When do I see you again?
J: I have a work thing tonight, but do you want to meet up tomorrow?
H: Yes! It sounds sappy, but Iām going to miss you... I always have a great time with you.
J: Itās not sappy- itās sweet. Iāll miss you, too. Where do you want to go?
H: Hmm... How about the museum? It stays open until 10 on Fridays.
J: Sounds good! I havenāt been in a while.
H: I wish I didnāt have to go... I wish we could spend the day just like this.
J: ...Maybe with fewer clothes.
H: ...And back in my bed.
J: Why donāt we skip the museum and just come back here?...
H: Hmm...Maybe I can make us dinner and weāll watch a movie?
J: ...Um...I think you know weāre not going to watch a movie- weāre barely going to get through dinner...
H: I like these botched plans weāre hatching.
J: Mmm... I canāt wait for them to fall through.
H: Text me later? Hearing from you always makes my day better.
J: Okay! I will.
Director: You have to be kidding me. That system cost us six figures...and itās already causing problems?
Audio engineer: The thing is, the issue is intermittentāonly in the broadcast mix, never during rehearsal, and never the same channel twice.
Director: The stream has to be flawless. Weāre selling this concert to sponsors, subscribers, the boardāand half the press list. If it cuts out, we donāt just lose face. We lose funding.
Director: Can we fix it in time for the premiere?
Audio engineer: Iām trying.
Director: Not good enough.
Audio engineer: Iāll have it sorted out. The problem is the contractor who did the installation is useless. He keeps focusing on firmware and thatās not the issue.
Audio engineer: Lemme talk to Derek. He may be able to troubleshoot it during rehearsal.
Director: Okay. Thanks. Keep me posted.
J: The upper registerās a little too bright. Did someone revoice this recently?
Director: Aaah...Terese, make a note that we need to get the Concert Technician in asap.
Terese: Iāll call him now.
Director: Letās take a break while Kekoa gets the system ready for troubleshooting. How long until Derek gets here?
Audio engineer: Heās wrapping up with Broadcasting- should be here in 15- 20, max?
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J: How's your day going?
H: I just want it to be tomorrow already...
J: Oh? How come? Do you have any plans? š¤Ø
H: I do! I have a date with this gorgeous guy I picked up in an alley!
J: How shameless! Don't you know about stranger danger?
H: I enjoy learning the hard way...If you get what I mean...š
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J: Cheeky boy!
H: Youāre not disappointed, are you?
J: Because we canāt go up to your place and have to keep our museum date?
H: Yeah...The firefighters are doing a building inspection and need access to the apartments. They will be sounding off the alarms randomly for the next hour or so. Only heard about it when I got back from work.
J: Mmm... Iām just happy to be with you again.
H: I hope you still feel that way when I kidnap you for the night. Iām not letting you leave- you are aware of that, right?
J: Good. I was counting on your dastardliness.
Museum employee:
Welcome to the MFA San Myshuno!
H: Hi! Iād like one guest pass, please: Iām a member and he is my plus-one.
H: Whatās with the cap and glasses?
J: Oh, sometimes I get a little anxious when Iām in public. You donāt mind, do you?
H: No, no! Of course not! Are you uncomfortable? Should we go somewhere else? Iām sorry, I didnāt rea-
J: Itās nothing serious. Iām perfectly fine like this- plus, youāre here.
H: Okay... Let me know if you want to leave, though.
J: I will! Donāt worry!
H: Whoa. This exhibit is new. I like this portrait of Ella Mae Ray a lot. Itās like you can almost hear that velvety voice of hers. Do you like jazz at all?
J: I do. I...Um...Like classical music best, but I enjoy listening to jazz, also.
H: Classical, huh? Never would have guessed that of you!
J: How come?
H: I donāt know...To be honest, I donāt know much about classical music. I grew up listening to a lot of pop and rock music... Do you have a favorite composer?
J: I like a lot of the popular classical composers...Chopin, Beethoven...
H: Hey! We should check out the San Myshuno Philharmonic together sometime! What do you think? Iāve never been- have you?
J: Uh, yeah... Itās nice.
H: OKAY. This? I donāt get why this is in a museum. It just feels waaaay too commercial.
J: I think this exhibit is over. Back to the permanent collection from here on.
H: Wanna go see the geodes on the third floor?
J: You are into geology?
H: Iām into YOU! The exhibit is next to a quiet exit where we can kiss a little in peace...
J: What kind of museum tour did I get myself on?...
H: I know, I know... Itās subjective... But still...I think art- true art- makes you feel something, you know? I donāt care if some of these more commercial pieces showcase skill- theyāre too... functional?
J: I think I get what youāre saying...Theyāre there to complement the decor, to blend in and be unobtrusive.
H: Exactly! That has its place but I donāt consider it great art. It may be great at what it IS, but real art manages to engage with you, makes you feel something- makes you think!
J: I agree with you. I feel the same way about music. Great music should evoke emotion and even challenge the listener. There is a lot of beauty in dissonance, when done correctly.
H: Huh...I never thought of it that way when it comes to music...Interesting!
H: Whatās on your mind?
J: Iām having a blast...but Iām wondering if those firefighters are done yet...
H: [Chuckling] Letās get out of here.
J: So...I think I know what your name is.
H: Oh, yeah? Letās hear it!
J: I canāt believe I didnāt figure it out before... By any chance, is it... Holden? Like, Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye?
J: Well? Did I-
H: Wow!...
J: What?
H: Say it again: my name!
J: ...Holden!
H: You just gave me chills. Can you feel that?
J: Your heart is beating so fast!
H: Itās just...I donāt know- this feels so...real. Something you give away without much thought- a name- but you? Itās like...You earned it...And I love it when you say it.
J: Holden, Holden...Iām crazy about you, Holden.
[Laughter]
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