The collections of legacies I make in the Sims 4. [ Notes reflect as @CryptidNearby ] Possible trigger warnings for blood, drinking, sexual themes, and weapons.
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In Progress:
The Planetary Legacy ( Zelda Nebula - Jupiter Gen - 6/10 )
Rose Colored Twilight ( Varsana Nebula-Complete )
Nature's Calling - Enchanted by Nature ( Viktor Nebula-Complete )
Cliff's Ghastly Jungle Vacation ( Cliff Nebula - Ghost )
Of Songs and Shadows ( Mercy Wichester )
The Enchanter's Grimoire ( Lore Book )
A little bit about the writer of this story and the navigation of how this blog works.
Always under construction.
Name:⠀Pagemaster Miles
Birthday:⠀January 4th
Zodiac sign: Capricorn sun. Aries moon. Scorpio rising.
Traits: Gloomy. Freegan. Creative.
Aspiration: Inner Peace
The in-game world I’d live in: San Myshuno or Willow Creek <3
Favorite townie: Daddy Vladdy
Most used pack: Island Living and Realm of Magic
Favorite decor object: I'm completely normal about the Cute Cookie Rug ( Pastel Pop )
Hobbies | Activities: Painting. Photography. Video Gaming. Writing. Singing.
Favorite color: Black. Blue. Green. Orange. Pink. Purple.
Favorite music: Alternative. Metal. Pop. R&B. Classical. Retro. Romance. Hip Hop.
Sources of inspiration: I take notes of vibes people put off or random outfits I see and drop those vibes into my world as NPCs. I also like to combine things that already exist to see if they can still exist.
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About Poses and CC
I am not WCIF friendly, poses and cc for the Sims 4 is a very saturated community, with different faces, fonts, and specialties. I simply can't keep up with who made what poses effectively enough to give them each the credit they deserve. My focus is more on the story and the notes for the universe I'm creating for my characters. That being said, there are a lot of creators on my list that go in and out of my mods folder constantly. They're in no particular order, but all of the links go to the creator's Patreon, and they all have a free tier available for followers (and probably other socials that you can explore if they're easier for you).
I do have some CC that is staying consistent in my save that I wanted to give due credit for.
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[ Old Buried Bones ]
I only wished you had lived longer... so I could keep blaming all my problems on you. Now there's no one left, and every day I'm closer to just being alone... I can only blame myself, and at this point, I've become someone you wouldn't even recognize. I don't even remember what my other father looked like because you were so disconnected you didn't bother taking any pictures of him.
You were so neglectful that you barely saw him, and now... here I am, repeating your mistakes all on my own...
I hate you. I hate that your pictures survived and his didn't. I hate that you outlived him. I deserved my dad, and you didn't even bother to look for him.
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[ Sound of Emotions 2/4 ]
Zelda plays a few keys on the keyboard in the garage. She felt pretty good after the practice session, maybe even ready to show off her piano skills... perhaps at the nightclub with Lyra...
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[ Brutal Secret ]
Rhea and Lucio sit together at the bench outside of her speakeasy. Lucio has been upset and took some time to process how difficult the summer season was for him. "I'm not happy Rhea..." He stated. "I'm proud of your accomplishment but I just... feel neglected... Ya know, just because I don't require much doesn't mean I deserve the bare minimum."
Rhea processes the words as he speaks and she nods her head. "This has been a cycle for me. I can't blame you for feeling this way..." She met his gaze and held his face in her clawed hands. "... It's a cycle I want to break though."
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[ Atlas Academy for Occult Children ]
Ribby Knoggle II strolled around the pool outside of Atlas Academy. He was unable to raise his grades in time and was kicked off the cheerleading squad.
Z, still afflicted with the emotional void ailment, caught up with him and threw a wide arm around his shoulders. "Look on the bright side! Now you're free to try something new out. It's a brand new day!" Their voice was loud, projecting over the crystaline water next to them. A desperate attempt to fake their emotions.
Ribby scrunched his noise at them and tensed his shoulders under their arm. "The end of senior year sounds like a terrible time to be starting over Z." He replied, his voice tense and annoyed by the blanket and fake cheer that Z was trying out.
They pulled him into taking a selfie and he lifted his had to cover his face in the shot. "Smile like failure was your inheritance!" Z shouts as the flash of the camera blinks back at the both of them.
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[ Death of a Hero ]
It was late, well into the early morning hours. Juno was still on her video call with Maverick. They were in the middle of almost falling asleep on their video and giggling at each other. "You look so tired, go to bed." She started.
"Nom.. no you go to bed." Maverick's voice radiated from her slablet speaker.
She chuckled, her attention drawn toward a different tab where a breaking news alert was flashing. "Oh breaking news..." she stated, opening up the tab and sharing her screen with him.
"Cole Trotter, local celebrity from Copperdale, has tragically passed away." The newscaster spoke softly over the satelite waves, giving the fans the breathing room to understand what happened. "He was found by his older sister, Miranda Trotter, in his Del Sol Valley home and rushed to the hospital."
Tears rolled down Juno's cheeks as she processed what the newscaster was saying. Her hands went over her mouth.
Maverick was without words, suddenly much more awake and scanning Juno's face. "I'm so sor-"
"SHHH I'm listening!" She snapped through the tears and squeezed her puffy red eyes shut.
"...but he was already gone. More information is being collected on the possibility of foul play, but nothing has arisen. For now, fans mourn this devastating loss to music."
"I got to meet him before he died. He was close with my mom." Juno's deep eyes drew horizontally across the computer screen, taking in the text information on the article the newscaster was speaking over. "I can't believe this."
"Devastating... I'll have to listen to his music some day." Maverick replied awkwardly.
The tears washed over Juno and she wailed. "It'll all make sense when you dooooo" she slapped the slablet shut and curled under her blanket.
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[ Sound of Emotions 1/4 ]
After an introduction to the Capp family's interest in romance, Zelda needed to find the connection between it and music. She potted the envoy at the boardwalk. "Hey! I wanna talk to you. Romance... music..."
The envoy is clearly eager to leave when they spot the teen wolf approaching. "Oh look! I really have to go... don't bother following me, but listen... I think you should take some time to learn to play romantic music. If you discover anything interesting... just tell me!" They shouted astutely as they powerwalked away, waving at Zelda.
Zelda sighed a frustrated release that they were on their way out again. She seemed to have the worst luck when it came to catching them and getting any kind of useful information.
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[ Atlas Academy for Occult Children ]
Z's head felt swollen, and they retreated to the nurse's office to take a nap through their first class.
When lunch started, Zelda went to find them. "You need to try and eat something." She encouraged, pulling her sibling up from the bed.
Z felt drained of energy and grateful to hold down a rainbow brownie at lunch.
The twins went to their science class in the afternoon, but Z was in such a daze and checked out that the teacher might as well have been talking to a rock wall.
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[ Atlas Academy for Occult Children ]
TW: Head over toilet images below the cut. No vomit shown.
The students filed into class in the usual way, retreating to their seats. Z didn't last very long in their seat, though, and as soon as the lesson began, they ran back out the door and toward the nearest bathroom stall.
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[ Atlas Academy for Occult Children ]
The twins sat together on the bench in the backyard of the massive, ancient school. Zelda sits with her arms crossed over her chest, her conflicted feelings written all over her face. She didn't turn when she heard her twin approach the bench from behind and climb onto the back of the seat. "We could've died back in Strangerville..." She started. "What would we have left behind in the aftermath of that?"
"We would have left behind our friends... and family... and they probably would have been devastated," Z replied flatly.
Zelda leaned back as Z came down onto the seat of the bench. "You overthink so much about these royal legacies, but don't consider how all of them... each generation had to forge a new path. They had to risk it all on a chance because it was more preferred than doing nothing." Z continued in a mild, monotonous drone. "Regardless of what mom's generation did, you're not her. You have to make your own choices.'"
Zelda pondered her sibling's words. "She's gonna lose it when I tell her I'm rejecting my wolf."
Z rose their eyebrows and glanced at Zelda from over their glasses. "I think she'll lose more of it when she finds out you want to be a cop."
Zelda rolled her eyes and smirked. "I just wanna help folks. Protect the innocent. Solve mysteries... The goal is to be a detective, police officer is just a... temporary space on my way to that... Plus, if I go to college, maybe I can skip over that step altogether."
Z's expression didn't change, but their question seemed to fall out of them. "Do you think you'll have to arrest Mom someday?"
Zelda blew a raspberry towards her twin. "No, of course not. Mom's retired, she's not doing crime anymore..." It was then that she hesitated and met Z's eyes. "...right?"
Z shrugged, both of them denying the suspicious fizz and the long nights they spent at home. "Dad broke up with her because she was hiding the crimes she was committing. Told him that the less he knew about it, the less valuable he was for arrest... but hiding it is hiding it."
Zelda looked out to the football field in the distance and nodded quietly. "I think she was part of the motherplant spreading... Maybe not intentionally, but when we were kids... I think she was making her fizzy juice. She was using those bizarre fruits from Strangerville... I'm not sure how to feel about it."
Z's features seemed to droop, but the stone that had developed in their skin held it in place. "You know for sure?"
Zelda breathed a soft sigh. "Yeah, I saw Lucio doing that walk at 2 am like the locals in Strangerville. In the moment, I didn't say anything to him... but I can't forget that stretched-out grin... even when I see him now."
Z swallowed uncomfortably. "That sounds like it would be jarring."
Zelda nodded, her eyes cast as gold in the sunrise ahead of them.
Z glanced down. "I can see the moral conflict... but you don't have to figure it all out at once. Maybe the job is different than what you think."
Zelda nodded. "Speaking of jobs... you're clearly not feeling well... Are you contagious?"
Z paused, blinking in confusion. "I forgot I had an ailment..." they admitted. "... I don't think I'm contagious. I got it from foraging in the yard, though."
Zelda met her sibling's gaze and smiled. "It looks gnarly. Can it kill you?"
"I mean..." Z thought for a moment. "... Anything could... but I want to see how far the symptoms progress. I think I know how to cure it, but my immune system might be able to beat it too." The shrugged.
The bell rang loudly through the yard, and the twins retreated inside to start their class.
After doomscrolling longer than is healthy, Zelda uncovered fascinating details about the Capp family's romantic inclinations and love for the piano. Interestingly, there's a hint about their early involvement in online dating. The exploration of romance stirred unexpected emotions, yet something about the whole experience seemed... unresolved.
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[ Big Money, Big Prizes 2/2 ]
Juno signed the contract that afternoon at her mother's advice. She started up the stream and picked up the violin the company sent her. It surprised her; the instrument moved amazingly. Beautifully aged and carved wood, it seemed to be shaped by hand. She took a deep breath and began to play. It produced a rich, clear, and easy sound. Truly amazing. Though she didn't have impressive skill with the instrument, she played throughout the stream, conjuring small notes and stringing them together into melodies, including her siren voice as she played. Her shaking fingers are slowly getting more confident with each new note. By the end of the stream, she had the sponsorship money in her account, and she was able to give an honest review of it.
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[ Big Money, Big Prizes 1/2 ]
"This is it. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this opportunity..." Juno began talking with her mother, Rhea, in the kitchen. "A music company just reached out to me about a sponsorship and asked me to do a stream to advertise their new violin."
Rhea nodded, understandingly. "Sounds like it could be big money. What's the catch?"
Juno's gaze drifted down. "I've never heard of the company. The violin seems very ordinary... but they're pushing for a positive review."
Rhea shrugged. "Most of selling anything is lying anyway. Take the money. You've never played the violin before, so you'd be perfect for the stream. You should get paid while you learn a new skill anyway."
Juno thought for a moment; the concept was delightful. "I should get paid while I learn new things... You're the best mom."
Rhea grinned proudly. "You're a pretty cool kid, Juno. I sometimes think we would have been friends if we were part of the same generation... I might have tried harder to stay a mermaid if I had more friends like you back then."
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[ Meet Your Heroes ]
Juno returned from her collab in Sulani and stopped in the city to visit her mom's speakeasy. Cole Trotter was there and took a picture with her. "I wanna be a star, Mr. Trotter, any advice?"
Cole grinned widely. "Sure, choose yourself, and it's okay if what you create pisses some folks off. That means it's good, haha."
Juno nodded her agreement as the sage of punk music spoke, as if it was so clear when he put it into words.
Lyra came over with her soccer ball to hang out with Zelda. They chatted in the backyard, passing the ball back and forth. Zelda tried some mild flirting while they played, injecting a compliment into their normal conversation.
When Lyra seemed receptive, passing the ball and the flirting back to Zelda, there was a proud spiciness that moved through her. She felt her skin heat up. "Really getting into the Capp family spirit lately," She stated, chuckling. "We should check out a nightclub soon. I've never been to one, but it seems like a cool place to be."
Lyra smiled and nodded her head. "I'd love to. Lets do it!"
