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[thecreamsfiles]

Finally our tropes!

Read Thirst Trap here.

[kingdom-of-valoria]

Kapitel 2, Folge 5

Samuel: “Die Presse hat uns 2 Wochen lang belagert, bis wir endlich mal ein Interview gaben. Es war, glaube ich, die Valoria Today… oder war es die Gazette?”

Annabell: “Die Today, die Times und die Gazette. Und ein paar kleinere Blättchen. Doch als sie bemerkten, dass wir nicht mehr Infos hatten, liessen sie uns endlich in Ruhe.”

Samuel: “Ich bin froh, wohnen wir nun in Copperdale. In San Sequoia hätten wir vermutlich jetzt noch keine Ruhe.”

Annabell: “Apropos Copperdale. Da ist doch die LAIS. Würde Emilia nicht ab Sommer dort hingehen? Sie wird doch 13 im August, oder? Sie könnte uns dann immer besuchen.”

Katherine: “LAIS?”

Philipp: “Die Laurentian Academy of International Studies. Ich bin da zur Schule, genau wie alle Adeligen Valorias.”

Andrew: “Wir haben noch nicht darüber gesprochen. Aber wenn Emilia das will, darf sie da hin.”

Katherine: “Ich merke, ich hab noch einiges zu lernen.”

Samuel: “Du kriegst das hin. Du hast vor 13 Jahren bewiesen, dass du es kannst. Und jetzt wirst du es wieder tun, Kathy-Maus.”

Philipp: “Nimm dir deine Zeit, Katherine. Nächste Woche beginnt für Emilia erstmal den Unterricht in Ravenwood. Freust du dich schon, Amy?”

Emilia: “Mhm!”

Katherine: “Ihr scheinen die Kekse zu schmecken.”

Annabell: “Wisst ihr schon, wann der erste öffentliche Auftritt sein wird? Ich würde euch gerne unterstützen.”

Andrew: “Ich dachte daran, dass wir das Frühlingsfest hier in Ravenwood besuchen könnten. Weniger offiziell, aber bereits ein öffentlicher Auftritt. Emilia darf selber entscheiden, ob sie dann mit möchte.”

Katherine: “Ich bin jetzt schon nervös.”

Andrew: “Musst du nicht sein. Die Leute werden dich lieben. Ich meine, das Personal liebt dich jetzt schon. Und Vater? Der hat wegen dir einige skurrile Gemälde und Statuen endlich entsorgt."

Samuel: “Dass du mir ja gut auf deine Mutter aufpasst, ja Amy-Mäuschen? Nicht dass sie Angst bekommt in diesem ‘skurrilen’ Schloss.”

Emilia: “Ja, Opa. Aber ich glaube, falls ich darf, könnte ich ja dann am Wochenende von diesem Frühlingsfest bei euch bleiben?”

Katherine: *in Gedanken* “Sie liebt wohl jetzt schon ihre Grosseltern… meine Eltern.”

Samuel: “Oh ja! Dann machen wir eine Pyjama-Party und bleiben die ganze Nacht wach!”

Annabell: “Na, ob ihr das aushaltet…”

Katherine: “Warst nicht du derjenige, der immer … als erstes im Bett war?”

Annabell: “Das weisst du?”

Samuel: *lacht* “Ja. Ja, schuldig im Sinne der Anklage. Ich bin absolut keine Nachteule, dafür ein Frühaufsteher.”

Andrew: “Dann bist du das Gegenteil von Katherine. Sie ist eine Langschläferin.”

Katherine: “Nun … ja…”

Emilia: “Mama konnte zuhause nie ausschlafen. Sie musste die Hühner und unsere Kuh Berta füttern, bevor sie Frühstück machte und mich dann weckte und dann mir bei den Haaren hilf.”

Katherine: “Amy…”

Andrew: “Diese Zeiten sind ja jetzt vorbei. Und jetzt wollen wir nach vorne schauen.”

Samuel: “Apropos nach vorne schauen. Oma Anna und ich haben dir ganz viele Geschenke mitgebracht. Für die verpassten Geburtstage und Weihnachten. Und ich glaube, für deine Mama ist auch etwas dabei.”

Emilia: “Oh, wirklich?”

Samuel: “Ja, wirklich. Komm, lass uns die Geschenke öffnen, und dann gehen wir ein bisschen raus... *seufzt* mit Moody.”

Emilia: *kichert*

[babybeesims]

Serene Bailey-Moon 💋

Beverley Hill's wildest It Girl in the making.

Being the daughter of music icon Thorn Bailey and bestselling author Octavia Moon means Serene's been famous since she was born. VIP sections, red carpets, music festivals and celeb parties? Just another Tuesday.

While other teens are stressing over good grades and crushes, Serene's sneaking into clubs, hosting the hottest parties at her parents Beverley Hills mansion, and making sure the paparazzi don't snap her pic. Octavia wishes she'll follow in her footsteps and gain a good reputation, Thorn pretends not to notice her party-going route, but Serene? She's just here for the gals and a good time.

[pommesruby]

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🌌 When Promises Still Mattered… 🌌 (Memory)

Schmoon sits sadly on the rooftop when Cassian quietly joins her.

Cassian:“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you…”

Schmoon:“We’re just fighting all the time… I don’t even know if any of this makes sense anymore.” 😔

Cassian frowns, frustration in his voice:

“It’s Gideon’s fault. He’s been acting strange for days… I need to talk to him. But for now—come on, smile again. We’ll get through this, okay?”

He pulls a cheeky gesture 😏 and Schmoon can’t help but laugh. 💫

Then he stands up, takes her hand, and lifts her with him:

Cassian:“I promise you, everything will work out. I promise—and I’ll do anything to make it happen!” 🖤

🌌 Als Versprechen noch zählten… 🌌 (Erinnerung)

Schmoon sitzt traurig auf dem Dach, als Cassian sich neben sie setzt.

Cassian: „Tut mir leid, ich wollte dich nicht so anschreien…“ Schmoon: „Wir streiten nur noch… ich weiß nicht mal, ob das alles noch einen Sinn macht.“ 😔

Cassian verzieht das Gesicht: „Gideon ist schuld, dass wir uns nur streiten. Er benimmt sich seit Tagen komisch… Ich muss dringend mit ihm reden! Aber jetzt – lach doch mal wieder. Wir schaffen das schon, okay?“

Mit einer frechen Geste 😏 bringt er sie zum Lachen. 💫 Dann steht er auf, zieht sie hoch und sagt:

Cassian: „Ich verspreche dir, es wird sich alles regeln. Ich verspreche es – und ich werde alles dafür tun!“ 🖤

[nsb-chaos]

👑 Tides and Thrones — Scene: Read to Me

Selene: the storm. Eryx: the harbor. She curled beside him, tired and messy and soft, and all she wanted was him. 💬 “Missed you.” 💬 “I’m right here.” 💬 “You show up for me. Every day. You already won.” She worried about magic. About failing. About being too much. And he? He never doubted her for a second. 📖 He read. 🩷 She melted. And somewhere in the warmth of that room— without saying it out loud— they were already halfway in love.

Next on Tides and Thrones - Wisteria needs some nighttime support - NSFW

[babolat85]

He’s built things with calloused hands and steady focus. But the way he holds her? That’s the softest thing he’s ever done.

[vibeswithkayyyjayyy]

💖 part 4 -

A Visit Wrapped in Grandma’s Love🫂

Even though I was supposed to be asleep, I could hear the front door open from my room. Our house is so tiny that every sound travels, so of course my curiosity wouldn’t let me stay in bed. I peeked through the cracked door just enough to see Dad standing in his work clothes and Grandma right in front of him. Dad sounded surprised and confused as he asked, “Hi mom… why are you here so late? I just got out of work and Journey is asleep. Is something wrong?

Grandma smiled that soft smile and said, i didnt know something had to be wrong for me to check on my son and granddaughter?

From my doorway, I saw Dad laugh a little that tired but happy laugh he only does with Grandma . He leaned in and kissed her cheek. It made her smile big, the way she always does when she’s pretending she’s not worried.

I heard Dad say, kinda low, We’re adjusting, Mom. Journey mentioned a girl she met at school, so it seems to be going well. Work is work. Same stuff, different day.

Grandma didn’t even let him finish before giving him that look the one that sees straight through people.

Your mother knows when you’re lying, Hugh, she said quietly. I hope you’re doing okay, sweetie. You’ve been so focused on work and Journey… when are you gonna focus on you?

I almost gasped, but I covered my mouth just in time. Dad never talks about himself, so hearing Grandma call him out made me freeze like a statue. I wasn’t supposed to be listening but.. now I really wanted to hear what he’d say next. I knew that tone it meant she missed us.

I leaned closer to my doorway when Grandma’s voice got quieter like she didn’t want the whole house hearing her. I could barely see them from the crack, but I could hear every word. Dad sounded tired, but strong, in that way he does when he’s trying to act like everything’s okay.

Ma… I know you worry. But right now, everything I do is for Journey. I’m trying to get this promotion so one day we can move into a real house our own place. A place I worked hard for… somewhere she can make her own memories, not just inherit mine. She’s my whole world. I don’t have the time or the space for anything else or anyone else right now. She needs me.

Grandma sighed softly like she already knew he felt that way. Oh Hugh… I love how much you love that little girl. But baby, you can’t pour from an empty cup. Your grandmother used to tell you that, remember? You have to take care of yourself too. Me, dad and ur siblings have always been here. And we’ll keep showing up for you and for Journey.

Hearing them talk made my stomach feel weird like a tiny flip. I didn’t understand everything they were saying, but I knew it mattered. So I leaned in even closer trying not to breathe too loud, just so I wouldn’t miss a single word.

I pressed my ear closer to the crack in my doorway, curious. Dad never talks about my mom… not like this. I wanted to hear every word.

Mom I love you and I get you’re concerned, but we are truly okay and I’m truly okay. When the time is right, things will fall together, don’t worry about me. I’m doing a lot of self-healing after everything that happened with Journey’s mom, I loved her. I thought I’d spend the rest of my life with her. We were excited for Journey, we had plans for our future but God had other plans. even though I’ll never understand, but I’ve had to accept it. I continue to heal every day.Mom.. Journey is the last part I have of her, and I won’t ruin that.

I held my breath. I’d never heard him say any of that before. I curled my toes into the carpet and leaned even closer trying to picture how much they loved each other.

Hugh just because you focus on yourself doesn’t mean you love Journey any less. Healing is good and taking your time is good. But it’s been 12 years since her passing don’t you think it might be time to think about marriage? Maybe a mother figure for Journey? She’s getting older. There are things you’re not going to be able to teach her. There will be moments she needs a woman’s voice a woman’s comfort.She needs a mother, Hugh.

My eyes widened. Marriage? A mother figure?I hugged my pillow tight, not sure if I should feel scared, confused, or hopeful. I stayed completely still so they wouldn’t hear me listening.

I pressed my ear closer to my doorway again. Grandma’s voice got louder this time she sounded playful, like she was trying to get under Dad’s skin just a little. Hugh, baby a wife wouldn’t hurt you, you know. Someone to balance out that stubborn head of yours. Dad let out that tired laugh he does when he’s pretending everything’s normal.

Ma, I can barely keep up with Journey, he said. She’s twelve going on twenty-five. We bump heads every other day. The last thing I need is adding somebody new into this circus.

Grandma chuckled like she already knew he’d say that. I’m not saying get married tomorrow. I’m just saying don’t shut the door on the idea. And maybe Journey would enjoy a home-cooked meal that didn’t come in a paper bag. Dad groaned loudly and I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing.

Ma! Don’t start. I cook sometimes he said sounding offended. Grandma didn’t even blink. That one time you burned pancakes does not count, Hugh. I swear I could feel him roll his eyes from the hallway. Then her voice softened. Anyway I brought you and Journey a casserole for the week. Real food. You’re welcome. Dad paused quieter now. Thank you, Ma. I smiled to myself. Even if he pretends he’s fine on his own he really needs her and honestly So do I.

Grandma was still teasing Dad about wives and casseroles when he suddenly cleared his throat the way he does when he wants to switch the topic fast. Alright, Ma… enough about marriage he said rubbing his hands together. I still got that big project at work to finish. If I nail this it might finally get me that promotion we’ve been talking about. Grandma’s face softened and she nodded like she’ has been waiting for him to say something about himself for once. I know you will Hugh. You have always been a hard worker. I’m proud of you, baby.

I watched them from my doorway feeling my eyes getting heavy. Hearing Dad talk about his dreams made me smile. Even with everything he carries… he still pushes himself for us. Grandma squeezed his hand before she left, telling him she loved him and to get some rest. I pulled back into my room as quietly as I could, sliding under my blankets. I didn’t get caught, and I didn’t miss a word. And somehow listening to them made our tiny house feel just a little bit safer tonight.

[maksplaygroundsims2]

Sims 4 Uberhood! Round 1: Lothario

Round 1: Lothario  Don is Pleasantview’s casanova with many women on the go, despite him being engaged to the famous heiress to the Goth fortune, Casandra. Is his love for her genuine or is it just another one of his conquests with more benefits attached? Will he ever be able to sort out his feelings for Nina, and will a stupid mistake he carelessly made be the end of his plans to secure a place in the goth family? 

“Okay, just open your mouth for me, I just need to check the back of your throat to make sure nothing is swollen” Don knew there was some sort of sexual joke he could have made but, he chose to remain professional despite being very attracted to Mrs. Cynthia Kim. He knew that there were a few more patients he’d have to look after before he could get home and get ready for the night he had planned with Kaylyn, he just had to get to 6pm for his shift to end. 

When Kaylynn arrived at his house, Don knew that it wouldn't take much to get her upstairs into his bed or hot tub or both, if he was lucky. He had been taking advantage of his freedom a lot more lately due to the fact that he knew he’d have to be a lot more careful after he’d have to play the role of a doting husband, so he didn’t waste much time before buttering up Kaylynn. Don just hoped she wouldn’t bring up “the talk” again to kill the vibe. 

“Don, you’re one of the most important people in my life, I hope you know that” Kaylynn professed to Don as they were getting cozy in the hot tub. Don never knew how to respond to Kaylynn’s deep thoughts about them, he barely knew how to respond to her questions about what they were let alone tell her how he feels or didn’t feel about her.. 

“Yeah, you’re important to me too, baby girl.” “But, how come-” “Lets just focus on the moment, shall we?” 

And with that, he shut her up for the time being, finally getting what he had been thinking about all day.  

It wasn’t long though before Kaylynn persisted on the topic of “them”... “Don, this has been going on since we were seniors in college, you know how I feel about you, and you still insist on keeping it a secret, you’re starting to remind me of another man I shall not mention…” “First of all Kaylynn, you knew from the start what this was. You know that my priorities are elsewhere and that I’m an engaged man.” 

“Yeah… you never fail to mention that ... .Well, I don’t know how often you’ll see me from now on. This has been nice, but I deserve to be treated like a priority.” 

Don paused for a second, thinking about this… he knew his feelings for Kaylynn were real, but he also knew his feelings for Nina were very real… let alone how he felt about Cas. but, the idea of losing Kaylynn tugged at his heart.. This had been someone who he felt knew him better than anyone, even though he’d been with Nina since they were teenagers.. She understood their situation. Despite Kaylynn knowing their situation and saying she understood, he knew that she always hoped that it would be more, and he took advantage of it even if he never wanted to admit that to himself, or her of course.  “Listen Kaylynn, you know I care about you and what we have is real, but I can’t just break off my engagement to Cas. You can’t expect that of me, I was clear from the start what this was. If you need to walk away and this be our last time, I understand. I will miss you and that fine ass of yours though." "Whatever Don....so be it" With that said, Kaylynn turned around and went to bed, leaving Don sitting on the bed not sure of how he was going to handle losing the one girl he always had in his back pocket.

Don tried to paint this in a positive light, one less relationship he’d have to juggle, one less secret he’d have to worry about Casandra finding out about. Sure he’d miss Kaylynn, but didn’t she already have that Pleasant guy she’d been fooling around with? He knew he should probably get to bed, Cas was going to be coming over to discuss some wedding things in the morning and he knew that he’d have to be on full attention to avoid her nagging him.