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› sims cloud : selective , independent roleplay
── penned by honey ꒰ rules ⊹ muses 𐦯
i have the urge to revive. i miss writing
i miss all my ships and if anyone is wanting to move to discord with me then please reach out. i am missing writing but mobile is much easier for me right now
life has been so crazy lately i am trying to make a comeback soon but i still am super busy for the next week!
no matter the length of time, nor distance stretched between them, her warmth remained permanent in him — unforgotten. nothing of her had dimmed in cerebrum, she lived there still, glowing, a light he doubted could ever extinguish. ❛ you wouldn't be alone for the holidays, right? ❜ his tone is soft, curiosity wrapped in a prying whisper, and he knows it. ❛ i mean, you got that nice new job now, dating that guy who wears a suit in like… every photo you post together. ❜ didn’t realize it then, his words a confession to social media stalking he’s been committed to since their love burned out — brows only knit in confusion instead, cerebrum drifting to image of peculiar man in the eternal suit and mentally debating why exactly he favored such attire. ❛ i never agreed to that. ❜ perks up then, shaking cranium. ❛ i called you every day after, liv. you agreed on that for the both of us. ❜
for so long, his family had felt like her own. the more time she spent with him, the less she ever wanted to be in her own life. even now, the thought of spending christmas with her dysfunctional family made her skin crawl with the idea. “ um.. no, i didn't really have any plans for christmas.. ” she admitted quietly. his next comment caught her off guard, her heart racing as he delved into her personal life that oddly he had no part in anymore. her own photos plastered on her homepage sending the wrong message inside his head, arranged pictures with careful angled shots. her coworker's hand resting just close enough to look like something it wasn't. “ when did you become so active on instragram? ” she questioned, anything to avoid responding to his other remark, the title of boyfriend being handed off like it meant nothing to them. “ you were supposed to be focusing on school and i was trying to figure out my life here. it was for the best ”
❛ it's no big deal. ❜ lie slips past brims, elder now fading down the hall, leaving him the dishes, and her. he dodges her gaze, jaw tightening, hands moving on autopilot as he shelves clean plates, each clink confessing what he won’t. ❛ i wasn't planning on coming… but knowing how alone she's been, i thought i'd surprise her. ❜ he turns to her at last, bones tired, leaning himself against the kitchen counter. ❛ how would you make things more complicated? think seeing your face is gonna remind me of all the feelings for you i've tried for two months to get over? ❜ and it did, seeing her in the flesh did exactly that.
somehow the silence between them was louder than the clatter of dishes in his hands. she tried to focus on helping him, stepping in behind as she moved silverware from the sink into the dishwasher. distracting her hands and her mind but every small sound only seemed to echo in her head. this was becoming to feel like a mistake. “ that's why i came, no one should have to be alone on the holidays ” the words hung in the air for a moment, more to remind herself than convincing him. “ i know we haven't really talked since... everything and we agreed not to see each again, but we can survive the weekend together, right? ”
i have been rewatching hunger games and i need josh hutcherson someone bring me that handsome man neow
“ oh thank god, tmz bought our madly in love couple story. ”
“ i didn't realize you were in town, your mom told me you wouldn't be here for the holidays.. and if i known you would be, i i don't think i would have accepted the invitation. trust me, i didn't come here to make things more complicated ”
“ well, that would have been nice to mention earlier, don't you think? ” sami didn't quite feel the right to be as upset as she was, but she was exhausted with it all. “ you could have been open with that from the start. i mean, fuck, how long have you been waiting to tell me that? we've talked about it so many times, thiago. ”
“ i didn't realize marriage was such a deal breaker for you, ” he said quietly, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “ i honestly thought.. i don't know, maybe this idea of being married would fade, or you'd see it the way i do. it's always felt like just a piece of paper ” he exhaled, “ i know, that's why i'm saying this now. i don't want you building expectations around something i can't give you ”
“ if you remember correctly, you invited me here. don't you tell me you expected me to forget — we might be done, but we've still got appearances to keep up, ” her voice was almost cold, estelle trying her best to not give him much room to argue. it was something she did best. “ at least i do. you don't look too happy to see me — should probably change that, hm? ”
“ yeah, i invited you here when we were still fucking but those days are over and whatever invitation you think you still have .. it disappeared the second my dick went dry ” harsh? most definitely, but wes simply didn't care. he was done pretending he could stomach being around her for even a second without feeling everything he'd been burying claw its way back up. his jaw tightened as she stood there, stubborn as ever, “ why the hell would i pretend to be happy to see you? you were always the biggest pain in my ass ” he bit out, eyes rolling as frustration burned in his chest. “ now you're making it impossible for me to go home with anyone else by showing up ”
“ do you want to tell him, or should i? ”
“ i thought i told you this was over between us what are you doing here? ”
“ i don’t want to get married , i never have. ”
in the mood for some quick back and forth.. does anyone want a starter just tell me who you want
HER REACTION IS PREDICTABLE and despite himself harrison has to laugh. it's hard to stay mad when she's so sweet, and besides he's always known this could be a consequence of being with her. he wouldn't have it any other way. « it is already special, » he coos, pressing his cold lips against her forehead. « i don't think amputating a limb suffering from frostbite is what we should aim for. » and still he follows her diligently, eyeing the next contender as if he has the faintest clue what to look for. he's pretty sure his eyeballs might be frozen now too.
he wasn't wrong their first christmas together would be perfect regardless of which tree they lugged home but that didn't stop her from wanting the one. her body warmed as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. his theatrical sighs enough to make her smile and laugh, giving his chest a playful shove before wandering farther down the row. “ are you seriously not having fun? ” she asked over her shoulder, pausing beside another tree as she studied it. “ just imagine how perfect it'll be when we finally find the right one. we'll take it home.. together. decorate it.. together.. ” her voice dipping into a teasing promise as she stepped closer. “ .. and after all that? ” meg rose onto her toes, whispering against his ear, “ we get to have sex under the tree, ” she pulled back with a smile, “ but if you want to keep whining about your cold feet and your aching back then don't expect any of the special christmas traditions that come after we find the perfect tree ”
SHE SUCKS IN A SHARP BREATH at his defensive comment and scrunches her nose as she looks at him. « have i ever lied to you ? » she points out. there has been screaming and crying and arguing, but never lies.
she looks up at the house again, head tilting. « you know you don't have to do all of this, right ? she's just happy to spend time with both of us. » and she feels guilty every day for how they never quite worked things out — if not for themselves then for their daughter. sera clears her throat before the emotion gets the best of her and starts climbing the ladder resting against the wall. « okay, do not let me fall. i can't imagine she'll be particularly happy with a dead mommy. »
he knew that she was only trying to help but a part of him had hoped he could manage all of this on his own. maybe he could finally prove to her and to himself, he was capable... that he could be the father he hadn't been for the last christmases.
of course he didn't have to go overboard with the decorations but guilt had a funny way of whispering that he should. “ yeah, well, she deserves a real christmas even if she's far from home, ” his lips curved into a soft, defeated pout. without another word, his hands found her hips, steadying her as she climbed the ladder. the warmth of her burning his fingers through the layers of her clothes. “ i've got you, ” he said, a soft laugh threading through his words. “ don't worry ” he released his grip and braced the ladder with both hands. “ you really are supermom, i don't know how you are so good at everything ”