#sim: arthur

[thebrixtons]

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[Phone ringing]

Sumiko: I’ve got something for you, Bingley. You’ll like it.

Bingley: A gift? I have never known you to be so generous, Your Imperial Highness.

Sumiko: Stop that. I’m not a princess anymore.

Bingley: But you will be after we’re done. No, you’ll be the Empress of Nihon. I give you my word.

Sumiko: Words are meaningless. I need action. Results. With this, you can finally make your move and stop sitting on your ass all day.

Bingley, chuckling: Yes, ma’am.

[warwickroyals]

I remember when we we're gambling to win Everybody else said better luck next time I don't wanna bend, let the bad girls bend I just wanna be your friend Why you giving me a hard time?

More and more and more and more . . . Is it ever gonna be enough?

NOVEMBER 30

@thegrimalldis

[thelockwoodroyals]

“Good evening Mr. Keaton,” Nell greeted the older man as she entered his office. “You are just the man I was hoping to see.”

“How may I help you, Your Majesty?” He tried to hide the sense of impatience behind his words, but Nell was far too perceptive to leave it unnoticed.

“I have been concerned about the approval ratings lately. I had a word with my husband about them, but he told me he had already spoken to you about it.”

Arthur nodded. “Yes, His Majesty and I did discuss it. However, you know that all of my meeting with His Majesty are-“

“Confidential. Yes, I am aware. I was only wondering what you yourself have noticed while out at obligations. I obviously have not been able to attend as many with the little ones now, so I was hoping you could let me know what I am missing.”

“Of course,” he all but sneered. “The people haven’t seemed to pay much mind to the emails as far as I can tell.”

Bullshit. Nell had been outside of the palace enough recently to know that everyone was furious about the King’s indifference to the job. She knew that some were even calling for his abdication. So why was Keaton lying to her?

“You needn’t worry yourself with these things, Your Majesty,” Arthur went on. “As Queen, your job is more symbolic than anything. Worrying will only give you wrinkles. Taking care of the children should be your first priority.”

Nell saw red. Who the hell did this man think he was telling her, the Queen of Whitebridge, what she should and shouldn’t be concerning herself with? And to tell her to mind the children of all things! “Thank you Mr. Keaton,” she smiled softly. “Have a pleasant evening.”

[royalhouseofcarrington]

He’s Gone...

[slobtraits]

we’re gonna hang out at college with these two for a while. also im using a new reshade preset!! ( aphros by @squeamishsims !! )

[thebrixtons]

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Clementine: You know, it’s crazy that we’ve been friends for what, ten years? And this is the first time I’ve ever been to your family’s house.

Arthur: I’m sorry about that.

Arthur: Honestly, I hate this place. I’d rather hang out literally anywhere else, but I have the house to myself today, so it’s fine.

Clementine: Oh? Where’s your mom?

Arthur: She’s at work ... overseas.

Clementine: What kind of work does she do?

Arthur: Does it matter?

Clementine: I guess not?

Arthur: My room is through these doors—

Nimue: Arthur?

Arthur: Hi, Mother. I didn’t know you were home. You’re back from your work trip sooner than I thought.

Nimue: Oh!

Nimue: I didn’t know either. It was a last minute thing. Thought it would be a nice surprise.

Clementine: It’s nice to meet you, ma’am.

Nimue: It’s nice to meet you, too! Arthur’s one and only best friend. He’s told me—

Arthur: Can we do this another time, Mother? We’re kind of busy.

Nimue: Of ... course. Let me know if you two get hungry. I haven’t decided whether I’m making dinner or ordering out.

Arthur: Sure, thanks.

Clementine: I chickened out like a wimp. Ren was right there and I ran again.

Arthur: You’ve wanted to speak to him for a while, so why run?

Clementine: It’s been so long, but the memories are still fresh. When I saw him, I just froze. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I did. I always do.

Arthur: What is it that you want to tell him?

Clementine: I don’t know.

Arthur: That’s not true. You know deep down what you want to tell him. You’re too afraid to admit it, but you know.

Clementine: You might be right. Just a little.

Arthur: No, I am right.

Arthur: So, you know what you want to say to him. What do you want after that?

Clementine: I want us to go back to how we were before, but better.

Arthur: And if he doesn’t?

Clementine: At least we’d get everything off our chest and could continue on without regrets. It’s better than living the rest of my life wondering what could have been if I had swallowed my shame and actually spoken to him.

Clementine: Thanks for being my therapist or whatever. It means a lot. More than you’ll ever know.

Arthur: You’re my best friend, Clem.

Arthur: But I demand sufficient payment for my services. Two large pepperoni pizzas, please!

Clementine: Two?!

Clementine: Can you even eat that much?

Arthur: Dunno. We’ll have to find out.

Clementine: That’s so wasteful. You better eat it all.

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Arthur: You look different today. Your uh, clothes.

Clementine: Ugh, I knew you’d notice.

Clementine: Lately, the royal dressers have been forcing me to wear presentable attire whenever I leave the palace.

Arthur: You okay? You seem a little upset.

Clementine: The short answer is no, I’m not okay.

Clementine: In only a year, my life has changed so much/ I don’t even recognize it anymore. I’m the future Queen, for god’s sake!

Clementine: Sorry for raising my voice.

Arthur: Trust me, it’s okay. Don’t apologize.

Arthur: I can’t imagine how stressful all this is for you.

Clementine: Well, I try not to think about it a lot.

Clementine: I know that’s bad— ignoring it. Definitely not the best coping mechanism out there.

Clementine: But if I don’t ignore it, I’ll break. It’s like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff and one gust of wind will send me right over.

Arthur: I know the magical cure for your ailment, Your Royal Highness~

Arthur: Ice cream. Your favorite is chocolate, right?

Clementine: How did you know that?

Arthur: Lucky guess.

Clementine: Ew, is that strawberry?

Arthur: Oh, you’re one of those people. A strawberry flavor hater.

Clementine: Hater? Chocolate is clearly superior.

Arthur: Says who?

Nora: Penny, am I hallucinating?

Penelope: I hope not. That would mean we’re both seeing things.

Penelope: Is that Arthur? She’s still friends with him?

Nora: I didn’t recognize him. He looks... different.

Nora: Let’s not bother her right now. We can text her later.

Penelope: All right.

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[Text messages]

Clementine: i’m so bored i could ‘DIE. !!! pls save me. wyd today?

Arthur: Working on my research project. Not fun at all. Could use a break, tbh.

Clementine: if u don’t mind can we grab coffee later ?? i need to talk to u abt smth important : (

Arthur: Of course I don’t mind. I’m free around lunchtime so we can get coffee then.

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Clementine: Is something wrong with me?

Arthur: What do you mean?

Clementine: So, I’ve known Ren for like... seven years. Same with you, since we all met at Sainte-Rose.

Clementine: I knew he had feelings for me all this time. I like him too, but it’s a different like. Whenever I think about it, it feels strange.

Clementine: We would do romantic things, you know.

Arthur: Should I cover my ears?

Clementine: God, no. I didn’t have much of an interest in romance, but I went along with it because it’s what seemed... normal? Like what he was expecting?

Clementine: I have never had romantic feelings before. That butterfly feeling everyone talks about. I thought I would fall for Ren eventually, but no. Not even after seven years.

Clementine: What do I do? Let it go? Act like he wasn’t one of the most important people in my life?

Arthur: Talk to him about it.

Arthur: Everything you said to me, you should say to him. Whenever you’re ready, of course. I know he’ll understand.

Arthur: And not feeling romantic attraction? That’s all right, Clem. Nothing is ‘wrong’ with you. It’s a part of who you are and that’s okay.

Clementine: Thanks for today, Arthur.

Arthur: Don’t thank me. That’s what friends are for, right?

Clementine: Right!