#emmy hatfield

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hihello~

a treat! ft. Olive and Emmy at 23 on a day out in San My

(this is 6 years in the future from where the story is now)

thank you to @mardyart for this amazing, stunning, beautiful commission--it’s given me a little more inspiration to start writing again!

more under the cut re: my lil disappearance if u wanna read!

tldr; I’M (slowly) BACK, BABEY. ish. i’m writing. and i’ll likely share that soon!

ik i haven’t been active in a min--call it the Big Depresso of 2023

i wasn’t feeling my best towards the end of last year, and turning 25 wasn’t... super fun, let’s say that. it’s been a rough couple of months since the start of 2023, but i’ve gotten to a place where i am a little more stable and have been more able to focus on my mental health

as i’ve been feeling a little better, i used some money i had saved for the commission--i stg it’s like mardy just grabbed their 23-year-old selves out of my brain with no effort.

if u have read this far, cool! ur super kind!! i’m hoping to start posting again soon, i just don’t exactly know when that will be. thank u for ur patience, and i love ya lots! <3

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HAPPY PRIDE!

from me and mine and olive’s and hers, we hope you’re having a safe and healthy pride with you and your loved ones!

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peep my simself, my partner, V, and our roommate, Mads! happy pride~

@simblrpride  @ts4pride

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saudade; autumn

the nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and lost.

Also known as: “the love that remains”

the love that remains tells the story of the Allyn siblings, mainly following second-oldest, Olive, as they navigate what it means to love, lose love, and find it again.

Post resume 4/25/22

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Agape (n.): the highest form of love; selfless, sacrificial, and unconditional love; persists no matter the circumstance; always giving and devotes total commitment to seek the highest and the best. (1/5)

10 years ago; 7 months after Patti's death, Emmy gets lost in the woods

Lonely girl, you are my world, And I could be anything you need And if for some reason you don't feel like talkin' I could just sit and enjoy your company Your company

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-Emmy is crying- -she is lost and doesn’t know where she is- -crack of thunder- Emmy: AAAH! -cries- Emmy: I want my mommy... -thunder- Emmy: -breathes- Someone will find you. You just have to wait out the storm. Emmy: ... -shivers- At least it’s dry... Emmy: Mama? I don’t wanna be alone anymore. And I wanna go home. And I want you to be there, too. Won’t you come back? Please? -creak of the door- Emmy: W-who’s there? AAH! Olive: Princess! Val: Emmy! It’s just us, Emmy, you’re okay! Emmy: -sobbing- Oh my god I was so scared, you guys. Olive: Oh, Emmy. Val: Come on. Everyone’s been looking for you. Emmy: You guys won’t go anywhere, right? Olive: Never, Princess. Val: Yeah, looks like you’re stuck with us.

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Present Day

Emmy: ...why me. Why again? -sniffs- Fuck. -Emmy’s phone rings-

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Hawkins Memorial Church by @intramoon other lot is by a bastard of a human, dm me if you want the dl link helvetihand italic by @softpine

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Dystychiphobia (n.): (2/3)

I want something more than More than restless mornings Getting by's so boring

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Stella: Oh, Emmy, are you sure it’s a good idea for you to go back to--oh what is it--Boggleton? Emmy: Brindleton, Nana. Brindleton Bay. Stella: Right, whatever you said, sweetheart. Are you sure that’s where you need to be right now? Stella: It’s just--we want to be sure you’re safe, sweetie. And how can you be sure that public school of yours can give you the education you need to be prepared for university? You know Brietchester has some of the best STEM schools in the country-- Emmy: Nana, stop. Brindleton is my home, and I’m probably safer there than--than anywhere else, okay? And... and school will be fine, too. I’ll-I’ll be r-ready for UB i-in the f-fall. Emmy: I just wanna sleep in my own bed tonight, okay? I’ll be fine. Steve: Hey, yo, kid! Let’s get this show on the road! I’m losing daylight, and we gotta get back to town by sundown! Stella: Tsk. How rude-- Emmy: Coming, Dad! Emmy: We gotta go. I-I love you guys. We’ll call you when we get home. Richard: Drive safe, sweet pea. Emmy: We will, Pop-Pop. Um. Bye. -Emmy runs into Steve’s arms- Steve: Oof! Hey! Hey, now. Is everything okay? Emmy: Y-yeah. Yeah, it’s fine. I just wanna go home. Stella: Hmph.

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Agape (n.): (4/5)

Olive: She went to her mother’s grave. Adeline: Are you sure? I thought she said she had gone too far-- Olive: Mom, I’m sure. She called out to her mom before the line went dead. Just--please tell Steve to find her. Adeline: Steve? Did you hear that? Yeah she’s gone back to the graveyard--

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Olive: Princess? Pri--  -crackling over the line-  --are you? Emmy: Ollie? Ollie, I can’t hear you! Olive: Emmy, just tell me where you are, your dad can come get you-- Olive: -crackling over the line- Emmy? Emmy, talk to me-- -crack of thunder- Emmy: Ollie, I don’t know where I am, I’m so far away from the church-- Olive: Can you retrace your steps? You gotta work with me, Princess-- Emmy: Ollie, I’m so scared, I don’t-- -lightning overhead- Emmy: AAH, fuck fuck fuck-- Olive: -over the line- Emmy?? Emmy, talk to me-- Olive: Fuck, Emmy, please talk to me. Adeline: Steve, hold on, Olive’s got her on the phone. Olive: -over the phone- Emmy, fuck, come on-- Emmy: -through the rain- Mom? Is that--Mama? Olive: Fuck. Olive: She went to her mother’s grave. Adeline: Are you sure? I thought she said she had gone too far-- Olive: Mom, I’m sure. She called out to her mom before the line went dead. Just--please tell Steve to find her. Adeline: Steve? Did you hear that? Yeah she’s gone back to the graveyard--

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phone poses by @natalia-auditore Emmy’s running poses by @themoonglitch farmhouse (lot) by @softpine evergreen fields (lot) is by a bastard of a person, so dm me if u want it reshade preset by @intravertt

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 Dystychiphobia (n.): the fear of hurting someone. (1/3)

Stella: But sweetheart-- Emmy: No, Nana. No means no. I’m going to bed.

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Stella: I just cannot believe this. How could you have been so irresponsible, Steven? Steve: Irresponsible?! Stella, Emmy is almost 18 years old. What would you have had me do, watch over her like a hawk at all times? Stella: You know she’s prone to fleeing when she’s scared! You’re her father, if you paid attention, none of this would have happened. Steve: Paid att-- Seriously, Stella? We get much worse storms in Brindleton. How was I supposed to know the worst storm in Breitchester was going to hit the one weekend out of the year we visited? I didn’t expect this to scare her the way it did. Richard: Have you ever heard of checking the weather, sonny? Stella: -sighs- Thank you, Dickie. Very helpful. Steve, how am I supposed to be okay with Emmaline being all the way in that dinky seaside town of yours if you can’t even keep her safe right under my own nose? I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to take her back with you to Brindleton. Steve: -shouting- Absolutely not! I am her father, you cannot just... demand to take her from me because you have some warped sense of duty to Patti! Stella: -dangerously low- We will not be discussing Patricia. Past transgressions aside, I am doing what I think is best for my granddaughter. Unlike you, her father. Emmy: -to herself- You’re okay, Emmy. Breathe. You’re okay. Steve: How dare you, Stella?! I have only done my best for Emmaline, for Patti. You always hated me, and for no reason! Patti and I raised a beautiful little girl, and you can’t get your head out of your ass for long enough to see that! Emmy: -takes a deep breath- No, you’re not okay. Fuck. Steve: Emmy will be returning with me to Brindleton. End of discussion. You do not have custody of her, so you cannot keep her here. Besides, she’s nearly 18. I’d be interested to hear what she thinks about all this. Stella: Wh-- How dare-- Emmy: Fuck. Okay, you can do this. Just breathe. Emmy: Dad? Steve: Emmy! We--we thought you were asleep. Emmy: I can’t exactly sleep with all the shouting down here. Steve: R-right. We’re sorry, kiddo. Emmy: Stop fighting. Stella: What? Emmy: Nana, Pop-Pop, I’m going home with Dad. So stop arguing about it. There’s nothing that will change my mind, okay? Stella: But sweetheart-- Emmy: No, Nana. No means no. I’m going to bed.

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the waters house furnished with Oak House by @pierisim​ reshade preset by @intravertt

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Verklempt (adj.): (3/4)

There's a storm for every spring All you see and you and me, became from a star You're a star, you're a star You're a star, you're a star You're a star, you're a star

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[dogs barking] [indistinct conversations]

Emmy: Hey, Dad. Stephen: Hey, kiddo. How’d it go? You look tired. Emmy: I miss her. And I wish we didn’t have to be here to see her. Stephen: Me, too. -sighs- I look around and see all these families--

[woman speaks over the phone] [a baby babbles joyfully]

Stephen: and I remember the family we used to be here. You and your mom were attached at the hip. And I remember feeling so lucky. I still am every single day. She gave me you. And even though she isn’t here to see the beautiful woman you’ve become, I am certain she’s proud of you. Without a doubt in my mind. Emmy: I love you, Daddy. -Emmy cries a bit- Stephen: Oh, I love you, too, sweetheart. So much. -- Stephen: I’ll be right back. I just wanna say hi, and then we’ll go. Your grandmother already texted me about dinner. Emmy: Okay, Dad. I’ll be here. -massive crack of thunder- Emmy: -Emmy begins to hyperventilate- Oh, no. No no no. Okay, breathe, Emmy, you’re okay. Nothing’s gonna hurt you. It’s just a loud noise, and you’re safe. Dad will be right back and then you’ll--  -another crack of thunder-  AAH! -- Stephen: Emmy, come on! Nana’s making pot roast-- Stephen: Emmy? Wh--Emmy?? -crack of thunder- Stephen: Oh my god, EMMALINE! EMMY!! -and the rain begins to pour-

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playground lot by me deco sims by @xldkx, @akuiyumi, and @someone-elsa poses by @samssims