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[tavvles]

Sul sul, it's Tavvles!

I write sims stories of all genres. However!! I am currently on a Sims hiatus and am writing Lightlark fanfic instead.

This blog is temporarily a Lightlark fanblog. Expect unhinged Lightlark takes at an irregular schedule.

Wordpress blog: https://tavvles.wordpress.com

She Who Inherits the Queendom

[tavvles]

I Wright Lightlark Fanfic.

Hello everyone!

I’ve been pretty burnt out on the Sims and have taken a step back from writing SimLit, but I have still been writing!

For the last few months I’ve worked on a fanfic of the hit 2022 Booktok YA phenomenon, Lightlark. And by fanfic, I mean I started doing a complete rewrite, but ended up changing so much it became more of a reimagining.

This post is just to say that I’ve started posting it on AO3 today! It’s not a SimLit so I probably won’t cross post it here, but if you’d like to check it out the link is here: She Who Inherits the Queendom

I did draw a cover based on a sim I made:

Also because I’m making this my entire personality, I made a mug about it.

Anyway that’s all from me. I hope to be back to SimLit… if not soon, then sometime in the future. And even though I’m not going to be writing it for a while, I do fully intend to go back to reading my old faves / starting on reading new stories!

In the meantime, this is now a Lightlark fanblog. Love you all, see you in your story’s comments!

[tavvles]

THIS IS A TUMBLR HUG!!╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡ Send this to 10 of your fav. followers, and dont break the chain! <3 Hope you have a lovely day （*＾3＾）/～♡

Wow thank you so much! ❤️❤️❤️

I'm sorry I haven't been active lately, I'm still on holiday mode after finishing a story, but I can't wait to get back! All the more chapters to binge read, right? 😉

Hope you're doing great, and see you soon!

[tavvles]

[CURTAIN CALL]

TAVVLES So here’s a fun story – when I decided to return to writing SimLit, I had two ideas in mind: my previous story (You, Me, the Ending Between), and Elessa. My reasoning was that they would be easy, simple projects to commit to, because one had only four characters, and the other only needed a stage build that I could switch out the furnishings for. HAHAHAHAHAHA funny joke, Tavvles, you clown

Anyway! It’s time for acknowledgements. First, many thanks to the Supreme Leader and the Last Skywalker for appearing in the show. Look, I had to use the Batuu pack for SOMETHING. (I guess that makes this story a Reylo fic??)

Second, the biggest thanks to every reader. Your comments and your support mean everything to me. Also, I am blessed with the most talented readers / mutuals. What did I do to deserve you all??!?! The things you create are such inspirations.

Writing Elessa has been a real journey. Since posting the prologue, I have graduated, moved twice across states in a foreign country, got the worst job of my life, quit the worst job of my life, then fell into a new job in which I’m somehow in charge of 3D stuff because I mentioned in the interview that I mod the sims as a hobby…?? I’m getting whiplash from how fast life is moving, so I’m very glad I was able to stick through to the ending. Really thought I wouldn’t make it back there. And I couldn’t have done it without y’all. So once again, thank you.

Additional special thanks to @freezerbnuuy, for making me the sim of Harry Qin (Montgomery)! He is truly one of the best actors I have had the privilege of directing.

What’s next for me: Due to the aforementioned life changes happening one after the other, I’ve fallen behind on a lot of stories I’ve been reading. I’m going to take a little break and catch up, and start reading other stories on my list as well! While I do have another sims story in mind, I’d like to get somewhere with that Lightlark fanfic I’ve been toiling away at for the past few weeks. Hopefully I’ll be back to sims stuff soon!

Last, before I go, the four people who have followed me all the way from my old blog to here – CathyTea, @freezerbnuuy, @simscognito and @feroshgirlsims – Elessa is dedicated to you.

THE NARRATOR That’s it! That’s the end of the show. I do hope you’ve enjoyed.

What’s the moral, you ask? There is none. This is purely to entertain. There is nothing to learn here, no conclusion to be had.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to go. Thank you, and goodnight.

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[EPILOGUE]

(The chapel is peaceful. Nothing stirs the grass but a gentle breeze. ARTHUR is approached by a constable.)

ARTHUR Any updates?

CONSTABLE Yes sir. The basement was fully investigated. There were burnt remains of what looks to be several coffins. The inhabitants are unrecognisable. Only one survived towards the back. It is unopened.

ARTHUR I see. And the fire?

CONSTABLE We believe it was started deliberately, most likely by Lord Wakefield. There is evidence to suggest he also killed the detective, too.

(ARTHUR grits his teeth and exhales.)

ARTHUR Tell this to no one.

CONSTABLE Sir?

ARTHUR That’s an order, constable. This case is to be closed.

CONSTABLE I… yes, sir.

(The constable leaves.)

ARTHUR (sighs) Oh Cordelia… It is better if you don’t know.

(CORDELIA kneels in front of VICTOR’s grave and places a batch of flowers down. Tears fall from her eyes. She begins to sing, though there is no accompaniment. Her voice shakes.)

[CORDELIA’S LAMENT (REPRISE)]

CORDELIA Oh Victor, my love! In my mind I replay every moment, every word we spoke But in reality I am met with only condemning silence. Had I known, had I realised sooner, had I held you closer, Would things have been different?

There is no answer you can give me, there is no reply Just a hollow ache left in the shape of your voice

We had such dreams, such hopes, so much time left together Now you’ve left me all alone…

If only I could see your smile again…

~The End~

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Curtain call soon. Love you all.

[tavvles]

[Act II, Scene IX: Act II Finale] ~Part 2~

TW: May contain disturbing imagery. Fire.

(The stage is silent as the lights rise to VICTOR lying on the ground, dying. Bleeding out. The orchestra and players settle around the room, ready for the finale.)

(As the room waits with bated breath, a shuffling sound comes from stage right as ELESSA enters.)

(She drags one leg behind her. As she steps into the light, she collapses on the stage.)

(As ELESSA struggles to get upright, the music begins, shattering the silence. Jarring, almost discordant. Loud. Through the wail of the electric guitar plays the grand piano, like a silver wire. ELESSA’S THEME. ELESSA sings in a high soprano, words VICTOR said to her throughout the show, back to him.)

[ELESSA]

ELESSA I am so close, my love Until I hear your voice I will give anything If only I could see your smile again Elessa…

Every heartbeat is a wave of grief Every star mocks me with your absence How does the sun rise without you? I ask As the emptiness claws at my innards

I am so close, my love Until I feel your warmth I will give anything If only I can hold you close again Elessa

Every second in this eternity Laughs at me in my misery How does the sun rise without her? It asks As it falls away into nothingness…

(VICTOR crawls towards his lost love, but before he can reach her, she is whisked off her feet by LORD ASHTON. The music continues to play, desperately, as the two waltz.)

(LORD ASHTON leaves; the lights dim. The whole orchestra except for the piano falls silent. ELESSA continues her haunting aria, but the words she sings are no longer ones we have heard before.)

Should this little window close Will you be lost to me forever? I cannot stand to live A lifetime without you

We are near the end, my love Until I hold you once more If not in this life, then

(Piano cuts to silence.)

In the embrace of death itself

(The full orchestra resumes, modulating a key higher, a frenzy louder than before.)

I am so close, my love Until I hear your voice

I will give anything If only I could see your smile again

(VICTOR, with all his remaining strength, knocks over the candelabras; fire begins to spread.)

And if you are to forsake me If you are to leave me broken

I will hold you once more In the embrace of death itself

Elessa!

Elessa!

(The music is anguished; a runaway train hurtling towards its inevitable conclusion. ELESSA’s theme repeats over and over in its madness.)

(The music cuts. The curtain falls. The audience erupts into applause. And why wouldn’t they? It was an incredible performance, after all.)

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Last chapter next week. Thank you, as always, for reading.

[sirianasims]

Need to catch up? Read the story HERE 🦙❤️‍🔥

[freezerbnuuy]

in all possibilities... only you can show me this.

[feroshgirlsims]

Chapter 1.3 - Foresight is for Oracles

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[TRANSCRIPT]

REFERENCE

The infamous Lairs and Llamas Game

(Wolfgang walking through the Arts District)

[I’m so stupid. I should have asked for Cam’s phone number before I left. At least I know her name...]

(Wolfgang’s phone rings. He answers it)

[WOLFGANG]: Hey, Gunther. Congrats on that writing prize. From the E.A.T. Sims Foundation?

[GUNTHER]: Hey, Mom said you called. And thanks. Apparently, they’ve been tracking my publications.  

[WOLFGANG]: Okay, but the name doesn’t weird you out?

[GUNTHER]: No, it's social commentary as art, Wolfy. You wouldn’t get it. Now, I don’t have a lot of time. What’s up?

[WOLFGANG]: I had another nightmare. And I really need you to listen this time. Everything is still fuzzy, but I know you were in danger. A monster with like ten rows of razor-sharp teeth was going to chow down on you. He said, “Stay still. Stay still, or I’ll find you.”

(long pause)

[WOLFGANG]: Are you there?

[GUNTHER]: Yes…I just don’t know what you want me to say. This sounds like something ‌out of Lairs and Llamas.

[WOLFGANG]: I know.

[GUNTHER]: Monsters aren’t real. Unless their name is Vladislaus Straud.

[WOLFGANG]: Wait, say that name again.

[GUNTHER]: He’s no one. Listen, Wes needs my help with registration. I’m sorry about the nightmares. I really think you should see a therapist. Or come home. Or both.

[WOLFGANG]: I’ll think about it. Just be helpful tonight, okay? I feel like it's the only thing that will keep you alive. And that contest gives me weird vibes. I think you should—

[GUNTHER]: No, I need the money, because tonight I’m going to prove…

[WOLFGANG]: Prove what?

[GUNTHER]: Nothing, Wolfy. I love you, but I have to run. Ghost hunting waits for no man…or college student willing to pay $10 simoleons.

[tavvles]

[Act II, Scene IX: Act II Finale] ~Part 1~

(Back in the entrance hall, someone pounds on the door. VICTOR goes to it, furious, and throws the door open. Edwin barrels in.)

EDWIN Lord Victor Wakefield, you are under arrest!

VICTOR What is this behaviour? Not only do you interrupt my work, you threaten to arrest me? I demand you get out of my house.

(The music is dark, dizzying; like a vertigo. EDWIN’s voice rings out, bold in its conviction.)

[THE ACCUSATION]

EDWIN You hide malice behind your name And blood upon your hands Your lies are poison one can’t trust But this falsehood will not last

Your wrongs will be revealed tonight You thought your secret safe, But I’m the one who’ll end your crimes Against all honest men!

VICTOR What misdeed do you charge me with? You haven’t any proof This accusation— it's absurd! Why would you slander me?

EDWIN Save your defense for the afterlife For when the truth is told The only place that’ll have you Are the hangman’s gallows!

[THE ALTERCATION]

(The music quickens, grows more frenzied. With a sudden lunge, EDWIN jumps forward; a struggle ensues.)

EDWIN All shall see you clearly now A beast that hides behind a mask Your reign of terror draws to a closeYou’ve nowhere left to run!

(VICTOR raises his own gun and points it at EDWIN, who takes a step back.)

Put that down, Wakefield—

VICTOR Your accusations cannot hurt me For I have naught left to lose You’ll pay for all you have undone For if I am to fall, then so must you!

(All lights go out; two simultaneous shots ring out.)

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[feroshgirlsims]

Chapter 1.0 - Foresight is for Oracles

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[TRANSCRIPT]

Location: San Myshuno, Spice District | Needle & Booze

The brainchild of local artist Darling Walsh, this shop offers one-of-a-kind tattoos. Thursday -Saturday, it turns into one of the hottest after-hours spots in San Myshuno.

1:30 AM

Wolfgang Munch, 21

[Monsters aren’t real. I know this. I’m not afraid; I just need to chill out and close my eyes...]

[I seriously need to get a fucking grip.]

(Wolfgang falls asleep, has a nightmare, and wakes up screaming)

Darling Walsh, 27

[DARLING]: What the fuck was that sound?

[DARLING]: Come at me, motherfucker!

[MORGAN]: Honey, what are you doing?

[WOLFGANG]: Yeah! What are you doing? It’s me!

Morgan Fyres, 22

[DARLING]: Sorry, Wolfy. I thought you were the San Myshuno Bandit.

[MORGAN]: Holy shit! You’re covered in sweat. Did you have another nightmare? 

[tavvles]

[Act II, Scene VIII: Victor’s Basement]

(Back in the basement, VICTOR works fervently at his table. The underscore is a frantic blend of the entire orchestra, playing in overdrive.)

(Suddenly there comes a loud pounding that seems to shake the entire stage; someone is knocking at the front door. VICTOR snarls but ignores the sound. The pounding sounds once more, and VICTOR looks up, furious.)

[WHAT IS IT NOW]

VICTOR What is it now? Why do you ruin this night? I’m inches away, I am so close yet so far, Every second, every move must be perfect, precise, And yet, here you come knocking?

(The thumps ring out again and VICTOR flinches, gripping the table so hard his knuckles turn white.)

It can’t be revealed, they mustn’t know, What’s going on here, the things I do If they invade, if they continue to pry Then Elessa is lost—

(His breath catches, and he stumbles.)

What is it now? Do you hear me, you cur? What you disrupt is beyond your entire worth! This is not for you, this is not your place How dare you come here, to meddle with fate!

(The music softens. Upon the table, the music box begins to play ELESSA’S THEME, mixing eerily with the accompaniment. VICTOR regains his composure.)

Just minutes remain, the moment is near, Elessa, my love, I am coming…

(There is a final, loud pounding that seems to pulse with the music. VICTOR clenches his jaw, stepping toward the stairs.)

But there are things I must deal with first. Very well. If you must interrupt my work…

(He heads towards the door, extinguishing the candles as he goes, and the stage goes dark.)

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[cherriirose]

Two Sims from a new save I´m creating

[fadingforrest]

i just love how talented everyone on simblr is

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💖Love train! Send this to all the blogs you love! Don’t forget to spread the love!💖

OMG thank you so much >< Sending all the love right back at you ❤️

[tavvles]

[Act II, Scene VII: The Police Station]

(Night has fallen at the police station, attended only by EDWIN. In the dim light, he tosses and catches a ball as he whistles the tune of SUCH A MESSY CASE THIS IS. He abruptly stops as CORDELIA enters in a panicked frenzy.)

CORDELIA Edwin!

EDWIN Cordelia! Are you alright? You are pale and shaking!

CORDELIA Where’s Arthur?

EDWIN He’s gone on an investigation. What’s wrong? You can tell me.

(The sound of the piano leads the orchestration into a haunting melody. The accompaniment changes as they sing– CORDELIA is accompanied by VIOLIN II, VIOLA I and FLUTE. EDWIN is accompanied by CELLO I, BASE GUITAR and BASSOON.)

[EDWIN’S CONCLUSION]

CORDELIA Edwin I— I saw something, down in his basement Creeping shadows, flickering candles, and eerie voices There were coffins, and one beckoned to me Then he saw me— oh Edwin, he was so angry!

EDWIN (furiously) Who? Who saw you? Who has done this to you? Tell me, Cordelia! I swear I’ll tear him in two!

CORDELIA No Edwin, don’t! You mustn’t, please Lord Victor still means the world to me No matter what I shouldn’t have seen I love him more than anything!

EDWIN Love him? Cordelia, can’t you see This man is a monster, a crazed fiend! For who would keep coffins in his basement If not for a seasoned killer?

CORDELIA What do you mean? Surely you don’t—

EDWIN Exactly that, he’s the man we all sought The one who evaded us over a year But now his time will come to an end!

CORDELIA No, it can’t be!

EDWIN Cordelia, see sense! I’ll see this done by the end of the night I won’t turn away, I swore an oath to the law To protect and serve, no matter the cost!

CORDELIA No!

(CORDELIA screams, but EDWIN is already gone, striding out the station door. She watches, helpless, tears streaming down her face, as he disappears into the night.)

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[freezerbnuuy]

Was thinking that Tsuna would make a cool fox lady...