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wlwsims4 · 3 years

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I’m back on my bullshit, friends! This Legacy Challenge has 11 Generations and is based around the Races present in the Player’s Handbook, though if this takes off and there’s demand, I may make additions for the other sourcebooks in 5e. @simschallenges @berrygameplay

Basics:

- Base Legacy Rules apply to whatever degree you like - Custom Content may be necessary to fullfill some of the Appearance rules! (though optional) - Mods are encouraged! - Heirs are generally firstborn, but generational restrictions may apply - You may age up children prematurely when they finish their aspiration, and teens when they have three positive character values in range for the trait - Go ape shit

The Generations

Berry Color: Peach The Founder, and the most versatlle of your Legacy. This is the “fuck around/find out” Gen. Appearance: Anything goes, but no Supernatural features aside berry skin just yet. Ability Score Increase: Max Three base-game skills of your choice Feats: No Key Traits, pick what you like Dwelling: Live in Newcrest, have at least a two-story home by the time you pass the torch to your heir Starting Equipment: Build a small house with the bare necessities, then set your money to 500 Quests: - Complete the Renaissance Sim Aspiration - Reach the Top Level of a base-game career of your choice - Have at least 25k in reserve by the time you pass the torch to your heir - Marry a Snob

Side Quests: - Own a Restaurant, pretend you retire and become a tavern-owning questgiver

Berry Color: Bright Yellow Your parent married the snootiest of elves and you are determined to carve your own path, rather than relying on your elf-parent’s name.

Appearance: Lightly pointed ears, but still resemble your human parent Ability Score Increase: Max Logic and two other skills of your choosing Feats: Key Trait: Outgoing Fey Ancestry Purchase the “Seldom Sleepy” reward trait

Dwelling: Live anywhere you like, have a single-story home Starting Equipment: take 15k from your parents as starting funds and buy yourself a plot of land from that. Quests: - Complete the Successful Lineage Aspiration - Work in a Part-Time career of your choice and boost your income with Odd Jobs - Whatever your offspring roll, add 1 - Never marry, remain engaged/boyfriend or girlfriend with your partner until you die. - Earn the People Person Lifestyle!

Side Quests: - Go out in town every Saturday and migle! - Maintain at least five friendships with non-family Sims! - Maintain a good relationship with your parents and visit them every Sunday... hopefully not still hungover ;)

Berry Color: Gold/Darker Yellow Your parent was a socialite but never quite sophisticated enough for you. You grew up in a large family, but never really managed to connect with your elven heritage. Once you turn 18, you mke the conscious decision to follow in your elven grandparent’s footsteps.

Appearance: longer pointed ears, sharp features Ability Score Increase: +2 DEX - Max the Fitness Skill, +1 INT Max the Logic Skill Feats: Key Trait: Snob Fey Ancestry Purchase the “Never Weary” reward trait Keen Senses Max the Photography Skill

Dwelling: Live in San Myshuno, either on one of the regular lots and build a mansion, or in a Penthouse, in which case, have at least three stories Starting Equipment: take all of the money from your parents’ household (aah, they’ll be fiiiiine) Quests: - Complete the Fabulously Wealthy Aspiration - Max the CEO branch of the business career, when quit, re-enter and max the Investor branch too - Have only one child, and coddle the SHIT out of them. Max Parenting, and have them max at least three character values - Marry a similarly wealthy Sim, but don’t take any money out of their household! (if they live alone, use cheats to subtract what you get!) - Earn the Indoorsy Lifestyle!

Side Quests: - Run a snobby little high elven club for wealthy people - be BFFs with your child - complete the crystal collection and proudly display it in your home - Buy out your Grandparents’ restaurant and beef it up to 5 stars

Berry Color: Dark Green Your parent was loving, but also very... very intense. You struggle free from their smothering embrace and leave to live your life in tune with nature, the side of your elven heirtage they never seemed to grasp,

Appearance: longer pointed ears, sharp features, simple, practical clothes Ability Score Increase: +2 DEX - Max the Fitness Skill, +1 WIS Max the Wellness Skill Feats: Key Trait: Loves the Outdoors Fey Ancestry Purchase the “Never Weary” reward trait

Dwelling: Live on the Mid-Nowhere lot on the Island of Windenburg, remain in a small tent-village your whole life, with the Off the Grid lot trait Starting Equipment: take no money from your parents, but use the freerealestate cheat to buy the lot. Give yourself enough money to buy 4 seed packets of your choice, then reset it to 0 Quests: - Complete the Freelance Botanist Aspiration - Max the Gardener Career. Whichever branch you choose, your spouse must max the other one. - Whatever your offspring roll, add 2 - Complete the frog collection - Complete the fish collection - Earn the Technophobe and Health Nut Lifestyles

Side Quests: - Enter both base game hidden lots (Sylvan Glade & Forgotten Grotto) - Be BFFs with the Granite Falls Hermit - Take your family on camping trips every weekend! - Celebrate every Holiday, and make Nature-based custom ones!

Berry Color: Deep Purple You spent your entire upbringing outdoors. Gods, you hate it. So, you elect to live underground for the rest of your life. Curse that evil, wretched orb in the sky!

Appearance: longer pointed ears, sharp features, dark skin, white hair Ability Score Increase: +2 DEX - Max the Fitness Skill, +1 CHA Max the Charisma Skill Feats: Key Trait: Perfectionist Fey Ancestry Purchase the “Never Weary” reward trait Drow Magic Be a Spellcaster! Sunlight Sensitivity Only go outside during the night! (The magic realm counts as night!)

Dwelling: Live anywhere, but only have a tiny access point topside, have your whole home in a series of multi-level underground caves, connected by tunnels and ladders! Starting Equipment: take half of what your parent had by the time of generational transition, use freerealestate to buy your land. If you don’t have enough money to build your first basement room, cheat, but set your money back after Quests: - Complete the Spellcraft & Sorcery Aspiration - Don’t have a conventional career, make your money painting and licensing music! (Your spouse may work) - Have at least one set of twins - Your heir must be female! - Complete the fossil - Earn the Indoorsy Lifestyle!

Side Quests: - Forgotten Grotto is the only hidden lot you actually enjoyed visiting as a child. Make sure to go there often! (tasty collectibles, mmmh) - Decorate your personal Underdark with expensive artwork and luxury goods! - Be BFFs with Grim! He just fits your vibes, y’know

Berry Color: Bright Green Your mom kept you hidden away underground for most of your life. You yearn to be free of that darkness and experience the vibrance of the surface world - all of it. Oh, and you also have anger issues

Appearance: Muscular, chonky build, smaller, pointed ears Ability Score Increase: +2 STR, +1 CON Max all physical skills Feats: Key Trait: Hot-Headed Menacing Max the Charisma Skill Relentless Endurance Purchase the Seldom Sleepy Reward Trait

Dwelling: Live wherever, in a relatively small hut Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Complete the Bodybuilder Aspiration - Complete the Extreme Sports Enthusiast Aspiration - Take a vacation every weekend! - Earn the Frequent Traveler and Energetic Lifestyles!

Side Quests: - Be a total party animal, go out to dance frequently and maybe even meet your spouse there! - Only wear sleeveless tops. You flexed too hard, and all of your sleeves exploded - Have a dedicated fitness room! - Host large feasts with all of your extended family! - Earn the Junk Food Fiend Lifestyle!

Berry Color: Red With your mom’s funky lifestyle, it was only a question of time until she actually boinked a fiend, whether that’s your actual parent or someone you never met. You’re brimming with magic and you decide to indulge in it.

Appearance: Red skin, darker (either black or any color) hair, horns, and a tail Ability Score Increase: +2 CHA, +1 INT Max Charisma and Logic Feats: Key Trait: Genius Heliish Resistance Purchase the Heatproof Reward Trait Infernal Legacy Be a Spellcaster and cheat yourself the Strong Bloodline trait!

Dwelling: Live on the Ruins or Bluffs lot in Windenburg, you need peace and quiet for your studies! Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Complete both Spellcaster Aspirations - Complete the Renaissance Sim and/or Academic Aspirations - Visit Sixam! - Have only one child, and that out of wedlock. You didn’t actually mean to have kids, because you were worried about what your infernl heritage might manifest as in your offspring.

Side Quests: - Earn the Close-Knit Lifestyle! - Befriend ll three Sages! - Run a Mages Guild (Club) tht gathers at libraries to nerd out at - Complete the Space Prints Collection! - Purchase the Speed Reader Reward Trait

Berry Color: Pink Your parent was worried you might turn out to be a tiny demon, instead you’re just ... a leetle creecher. Thatse it. You canot change this.

Appearance: Just honestly make yourself s cute as possible, really Ability Score Increase: +2 INT, +1 DEX Max Logic and Fitness! Feats: Key Trait: Good Gnome Cunning Purchase the Savant Reward Trait Speak with Small Beasts Max the Pet Training skill and have either a cat or a little dog. Or both!

Dwelling: Live in Glimmerbrook, build yourself a cute little cottage Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Buy and run a Vet Clinic, max it out! - Complete the Friend of the Animals and Lord/lady of the Knits Aspirations! - Max the Baking Skill! - Have at least three children!

Side Quests: - Frequent Parks, chat up everyone who doesn’t run away fast enough - Befriend a dust bunny! - Use a height mod to be actually really small - Earn the People Person Lifestyle!

Berry Color: Teal Your parent was the happy small, you’re the frumpy small. You’re practical and serious, no time for frivolities!

Appearance: Be short and stocky, have a beard if applicable Ability Score Increase: +2 CON, +2 STR Max Fitness! Feats: Key Trait: Maker Stone Cunning Complete the Metal and Fossil Collections

Dwelling: Live wherever, but make your house entirely out of stone! Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Complete the Omscrian Artefacts Collection - Complete the Jungle Explorer and Acrhaeology Scholar Aspirations! (diggy diggy hole y’know) - Keep one of each Collectible you collect and keep them in an underground treasure trove - Make your money solely by selling collectibles and Authentication mail!

Side Quests: - Earn the Frequent Traveler Lifestyle! - Max the Selvadoran Culture skill! - Use a height mod to be actually really small - Frequent Bars. You love a good ale.

Berry Color: Light Purple Your parent was a grouchy, boring old crone. You vow to bring the SPICE back into your line!

Appearance: Be short, but petite, have freckles and pointy ears. Wear a ring if you wanna be very on-the-nose Ability Score Increase: +2 DEX, +1 CHA Max Fitness and Charisma! Feats: Key Trait: Foodie Brave Purchase the... well, Brave Reward Trait!

Dwelling: Live wherever, but build a slightly chaotic, multi-story family home! Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Max Cooking, Gourmet Cooking and Baking! - Have at least five children, one of which are triplets (god help you) - Max out the Culinary career - Once you max the career, start a restaurant with nice, homestyle food!

Side Quests: - Earn the Junk Food Fiend OR Health Nut Lifestyle! - Frequent Restaurants, take our your family to eat every Sunday! - Use a height mod to be actually really small - Have a veggie garden and only cook what you have the ingredients for! - Max the Violin Skill and throw rousing parties in which you fiddle for the crowd!

Berry Color: Brass You were raised on music, good food and community, yet you always felt like you were different. Your parent won’t tell you which dragon they boinked to have you, so you are left alone with you craft, an eternal outsider

Appearance: Have Horns, a Tail and scales, as well as slit pupils Ability Score Increase: +2 STR, +1 CHA Max Fitness and Charisma! Feats: Key Trait: Loner Draconic Ancestry Complete the Crystal and Metal Collections. Dragons like shinies (it’s a stretch, but let me live) Breath Weapon If someone is mean to you, burp in their face Damage Resistance Purchase the Heat- and Iceproof Reward Traits!

Dwelling: Live in Strangerville, all the weirdos make you feel less out of place Starting Equipment: take half of your parents’ money! Quests: - Max out the Fabrication, Knitting and Handiness skills - Gradually replace most of your furniture with stuff you crafted! - Max out the Freelance crafter Career! - Complete the Master Maker Aspiration!

Side Quests: - Earn the Close Knit Lifestyle! - Max the Research and Debate skill! - Have a small circle of friends, but make sure to interact with one of them at least once a day in some day (visit, invite over, chat, call on the phone, text...) - Meet your Spouse in a Maker Space Community lot. - Open Retail store to sell your carfted items in! - Don’t sell any collectibles, hoard them!

#my post #sims 4 #ts4 #the sims 4 #simblr #sims challenge #legacy challenge #D&D legacy challenge #Peoples of Faerun challenge #PoF legacy #simschallenges #challenge rules

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simsbyjcw · 3 years

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pikapeppa · 5 years

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Solavellan angst: The Ways You Said “I Love You”

I was talking about elvhen lore with @schoute last week, which for me automatically means Crying About Solas™, so here: some Solavellan angst for no good reason other than I love and miss the damned Dread Wolf.

Inspired by this gorgeous prompt list. I basically wrote a little story using as many prompts as I could.

For @dadrunkwriting Friday. Read on AO3 instead; ~2000 words.

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In the year he spends with her, he says it in as many ways as he can, knowing it will never be enough.

He says it before she fully wakes. Her breathing is deep and slow, and his mouth is muffled with sleep. But he peels his tongue from the roof of his mouth and peels the blankets away from her tousled raven hair, and he delivers the words in a hoarse whisper to her ear.

He says it by offering her a piece of buttered toast. It’s steaming still, hot from the kitchens where he fetched it, and as Elia opens her eyes, the smile that lights her sleepy face tells him that she understands.

She lifts a cup of tea to her lips, and she gently teases that she’ll keep it as far away from him as possible. He smirks at her silliness as she leans toward him. Her lips are scented with tea, and he detests the stuff, but he kisses her anyway. He savours the pungent herbal taste of her tongue for one reason alone: that the tongue he is tasting belongs to her.

He says it by coming with her to the Herald’s Rest. It is unwise for him to come, to bind himself to the people of this world more than he has already foolishly done. But as Elia hands him a small glass of Antivan port to accompany her stein of Dwarven ale, he tells himself that joining her here is the least he can do.

He says it on the battlements. Her eyes are narrowed against the biting mountain breeze, but the afternoon sun gleams in shards and rays through the clouds. It lands on her midnight hair and ignites the ivory of her skin to a faintly golden gleam. She glows in the sun, and she makes him glow in a way he didn’t think would ever be possible here. So he tips her chin up, and he admires her aquamarine eyes, and he tells her.

She smiles, a smile so broad and soft and warm that it hurts. “I love you too, Solas,” she whispers.

He says it when she offers him a piece of buttered toast, accompanied by a hearty bowl of stew. It is late, and his mind is mired in the pile of tomes he requested from the library. When Elia sets the tray on his desk, he nearly jumps out of his chair in surprise.

But the stew is hot and savoury. The toast is burnt on one corner, but delicious nonetheless. After he scrapes the last dregs of food from his bowl, he takes her hand and presses it to his well-fed lips. He kisses her knuckles one by one, then the inside of her wrist, and he whispers his adoration against her skin.

He says it to Cole one afternoon when Elia is away on business with Josephine. He and Cole are strolling around the castle discussing life and death and everything in between. They slow down as they pass Bonnie Sims’s stall, and Solas spots a scarf the exact shade of Elia’s aquamarine eyes.

Cole drifts ethereally at his shoulder. “Bright and blue, brilliant like a gem, bringing you joy. Youthful, jarring, more than you expected. You didn’t know. You didn’t see.”

He nods and turns away from the Orlesian merchant. “You are correct,” he murmurs softly to Cole, knowing that the merchant cannot see. “She has surprised me at every turn.”

Cole trails after him toward the stairs. “Do you see it now?”

He hesitates before responding. Compassion asks these questions out of curiosity and kindness, but the answers he seeks are too complex. Solas gives him an easier reply instead. “I love her,” he says.

Cole nods. “I know,” he says, and Solas smiles.

When Elia returns, he says it to her that night. Their fingers twine and press into the mattress, and her body bucks to meet his hips. The rapture leaves her throat in a pleading cry, and he buries his face in her neck and his teeth in her skin, and he breathes the words against her sweat-laced skin with a shuddering gasp.

He says it with a look as they lie in the grass of the Emerald Graves. It is dark and late, and the weather is warm and mild with the freshness of spring, and he studies her profile as she studies the stars. She turns her head, and her glowing elven eyes latch onto his. He stares at her and memorizes the catlike glow of her gaze. Elia doesn’t smile, and neither does he, but in the beating of his heart and the tightness of her slender fingers between his own, he knows she feels the same.

He leaves it for her in a letter on her pillow. The morning after they return from Adamant Fortress, he wakes before the crack of dawn, restless with inspiration and a need to paint. Elia is fast asleep, exhausted from the battle and the burden of her duties, so he slides soundlessly from her bed and pads over to her desk.

He takes a plume and ink, and he writes that he will be in the rotunda for the rest of the day. At the end, almost as an afterthought, he scrawls the words. They come easily to his hand, as easily as breathing or eating or casting a simple spell. He folds the note and tenderly places it beside her head, his attention already back on the fresco that is painting itself in his mind’s eye.

In the noisy bustle of Halamshiral, he whispers it softly in her ear: words of encouragement and faith and confidence. In the muted silence of a dream they share, he stands at the top of a bridge and he shouts it at down at her: a proclamation of his heart’s devotion, even if he can devote nothing else to her. She laughs at him in the dream, and she shouts it back, and the happiness that spreads across his face is something he never thought he would feel again.

He says it softly through the thundering tattoo of rain on the oiled fabric of the tent they share. She clasps his face in her hands, sweat dripping down her nose like the raindrops that trickle down the sides of their tiny tent. She gasps and moves over him and lies flush to his naked chest until there is no space left between them, and he whispers it to her pointed ear, whispers it mindlessly and repeatedly until it is just a liquid blur of syllables: ar lath ma, vhenan - ar lath ma, I love you Elia, I love you, please…

She nods and she breathes it back against his lips, and as they lie together in the heated and humid aftermath, sleep slipping through the fabric of their tent to snatch them away, he whispers it to her cheekbone in a blissful sigh.

Months go by, and he tells her every day in a multitude of ways: with words and kisses and tender looks, with fingers on the back of her spine and his quiet voice in her ear. And eventually, with a boldness born of these words that he tells her every day, he prepares himself to tell Elia everything.

He takes her to a place of magic and beauty, and he opens his mouth to bear his deepest truth. But as he stares into her vallaslin-painted face, he realizes the weakness of his besotted heart.

He is selfish, and he always has been. He loves her, but in so doing, he has made himself incapable of letting her see what he must do.

Elia is the Inquisitor. She has fought tooth and nail for this world, and she will revile anyone who would dare to take that world away.

And so, instead of telling her, he breaks her heart.

Her beautiful face twists with an anger that is a feeble veneer for grief. A sob leaves her throat, and she shoves his chest and shouts at him to tell her she means nothing to him.

“I can’t do that,” he says brokenly. When this all began, he swore to never lie to her, and he has been so careful to stick to his promise. The truth she now dares him to disavow - that he loves her, and that he cares: this is a confession he cannot retract. It is the truth, and he realizes now, far too late, that it is the only one he can openly share.

By refusing to deny his love, he says it again. But Elia no longer believes him.

In the weeks that come, Elia crumbles slowly from the inside, and he forces himself to watch. Her pain is sharp and constant, and he is powerless to take it away. By bearing witness to her grief, by sharing it in silence and taking the rightful blame, he tells her again and again. But his telling his silent and distant now, and she cannot hear him anymore.

Something has grown dim inside of her. Something has been extinguished, and with a growing surge of regret, he realizes what he has done. By breaking her heart without explaining why, he has torn the tapestry of the life she was weaving over the past year. She holds the threads in bewilderment, and she begs him to mend them, and all he can tell her now is that he can’t.

“Please,” she says. “Talk to me, Solas. That’s all I want.”

He studies the naked desperation in her face. He knows what she really wants. She wants him, everything they had and everything she thought they would have forever. She wants everything he promised her with those loaded words that he told her over and over as he brought her toast and kissed her lips and left letters on her pillow and walked with her in dreams.

She wants him to say he loves her, and she wants to believe it. But by breaking her heart without telling her why, he has broken something inside of her, and he is no longer sure that anything he says can fix the damage he has wrought.

As things turn out, he never gets the chance to try.

He holds the broken orb in his hands, and he lifts his eyes to her face. Despite everything he has done and everything he has ruined between them, her expression is sympathetic and soft.

Despair wrenches his chest, twisting and pulling at his composure. Before he can stop himself, he says it.

He meets her aquamarine eyes: bright and blue, brilliant like a gem and bringing him joy that he shattered as thoroughly as the orb that lies in pieces on the ground. He stares into those beloved eyes, and he says it one last time.

“No matter what comes,” he says, “I want you to know that what we had was real.”

Her dirt-streaked face goes slack, eyebrows creasing with distress, and he knows that she understands: he is saying goodbye.

Cassandra calls her name, and when she goes to check on the others, he steps into the Fade. He moves farther and farther away from her, placing distance between them so that she cannot follow, but his chest is heavy where he carries her.

She is no longer here to hear it, but he says it still. He says it by carrying this wound in his chest. Elia coaxed her way into his heart and made herself a home, and he pushed her out. Now all he has is a gaping hole where Elia used to be.

He will carry this wound, and he will cherish its torn and tattered edges. And this is how he will say it.

For the rest of his unending life, this is how Solas will say he loves her.

#solas #solas fic #solavellan #solavellan hell #solavellan angst #solas/lavellan #solas x lavellan #may the dread wolf take you and never let you go #pikapeppa writes #pikapeppa cries over fucking Solas YET AGAIN T_T

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ashariaart · 6 years

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🌸 CC Artists and her CC´s that i used 🌸

WORK IN PROGRESS !!!

A PINK LADY'S SIMBLR - Noir Stitches

Alf-si - Fox Eyes Makeup Set

alin2 - Fearies of the Seasons Outfit Pack

Anto - Aviary Hair & Blossom Hair & Cara Hair & Carolina Hair & Celebration Hair & Citric Hair & Coral Hair & Dua Hair & Firefly Hair & Firenze Hair & Goldfish Hair & Goodnight Hair & Kashmir Hair & Latch Hair & Laurell Hair & Luna Hair & Marble Hair & Madison Hair & Milano Hair & Molly Hair & Nana Hair & Owl Hair & Papercut Hair & Sunset Hair & Youth Hair

Cheetaro - Neko Ears

Cleotopia - Set53- Total Urban Destroyed Jeans

Cre8Sims - Black Leather Bandage Dress & Dropout Suspender Dress & Leather Cut mini dress

DarkNighTt - Dragon Scales Dress

DanSimsFantasy - DSF CAMISA ADDANC & DSF LEGGESCAMAS & DSF PANT HEBRA OBSIDIAN & DSF PANT TUNGSTENO & DSF SHIRT BITSHADOW & DSF TATTOO ANIMA TRANSFERRED & DSF TOP TENSION

Devilicious - Winter Set ( Hat, dress & Over Knees ) & Fishnet Tights / Stockings

DragonQueen - Phoenix Dragon Tattoo

dgandy - Shortie Nightgown

Echoehver - Vampire Doll Dress

Egos and Lies - Garter Tights

ERSCH - Autumn Rhapsody & Crystal Set & La Poesie Set & Succulent Set

FashionRoyaltySims - Corpse Bride Wedding Dress & Queen of the Damned Aaliyah Outfit

Heloseira - EINO - Unbotton Shirt & GEKI - Goth/ Industrial Shirt & RAIK - Gothic Blazer & Steampunk Skirt

Historicalsimslife - Spooky Stuff

itsleeloo - Textured Velvet Dress

Jaru Sims - Aurora 1 - Full Outfit & Laced Bodysuit Adriana 1 & Swimsuit Rose 1

Jennisims - Eyeshadow Flowers & Mermaid Ears & Wings and Earwings

Jeong marigold - Chunky Combat Boots

jomsims - Amanda swimsuit 02 & cramenomia coat & exium Septum & Mashia Face & Mashia Misc Piercing Set & noctumia necklace & Punchet Bedroom & Roumos Septum & Tarine Face Jewelry & Zelmeia Dress

KanoYa - Choker N1 & Diadem N1 & Unicorns Horn

Karla_Lavigne - BeMine Set Dress

Kijiko - 3D Lashes & Lash remover

Leah Lillith - Sundown Horns

L0una - Ornament - Tattoo & Spring Tattoo & Jeans V1

LJP-Sims - Fox Eyes

luumia - Body Hair V5

minicart - Toddler Fox Pyjama Set

MJ95 - Madlen Acitones Boots & Madlen Ambis Shoes & Madlen Ariel Shoes & Madlen Colonia Shoes & Madlen Fordonia Boots & Madlen Genris Boots & Madlen Goshtar Shoes & Madlen Lobelia Boots & Madlen Mia Boots & Madlen Portici Shoes & Madlen Roksanda Boots & Madlen Sassari Shoes & Madlen Subota Boots & Madlen Teate Shoes

Mikerashi - M-Shi - Nightcrawler - Crow Hair Retexture

Ms Blue - Mermaid Costume & Nails4You French

MissFortune - Fay Skirt

Nerwen6662 - Pikachu Overknee Socks & Sharks Ahoy! T-Shirt & Rammstein T-Shirt & Nightmare before christmas Pyjama

NotEgain (tumblr) - Elf Ears & Sad Elf Ears

nueajaa - manueaPinny - Cat keyhole bra set

Ororizo - Ondria Recolor Dress

owl-plumbob - Toddler Fox Dress & Shoes - a recolor / retextur version by ShojoAngel

Pinkzombiecupcakes - Black Denim & Denim Shorts No.010 & Indigo Skinny Jeans 02

Pralinesims - Arkane Hat & Arno Beard N52 & Cheria Rings & Chest Tattoo & Crystal Snow 3D Eye Glitter & Dysfunction Bionic Oil Splatter & Davahl Eyeliner N71 & Dragonia Earrings & Dry Lips N66 & Elven Eyeliner & Eyeliner N80 & Eyeshadow N58 & Iommi Earcuff & Juio Choker & Kira Choker & Lip Piercing Set & Mocca Lipstain N98 & Monolith Choker & MOX Septum & Neko Choker & Nocturne Face Tattoo & Nose Piercing Set & Omen Earrings & Osiria Leggings & Piercing Set 08 & Piercing Set 09 & Saira Jewellery Set & Seraphic Face Tattoo & Shinigami Mask & Silver Flame Eyeliner N68 & Skeleton Hand Tattoo & Stefano Beard N53 & Strife Septum & Triangle Moon Nails N17 & Upper Lip Piercing Set & VEOX Face Tattoo & Void Earcuff & Warrior Goddess Gown Dress & Wind Glow Blush & Witching Hour Headpiece

Puresim - Cat Paws Tattoo

Reevaly - Body Tattoo #7

RemusSirion - Blush 06 & Cat Eyes 02 Set & Cortex Eyeshadow & Cyborg Set & Cyber Lipstick & Demon Cat Eyes Set & Dissociation coat & Dog Eyes 02 Set & Dragon Eyes & Exclusion Dress Set & Hairline 02 - Widows Peak & Hairline #03 & In Vitro Lingerie (Bodysuit) & Isopropyl Skirt & Lace Eyeshadow & Locus Top & Monster Teeth & MS2 Top & Phlox Top & Polyploid male & Proteotoxic Lingerie (Top) & Redox Lingerie & Replication Jacket & Tris Dress & Vampire Claws

Satas - Watercolor Fox Tattoo & Fox or Rose Tattoo & 124# Tattoo & #10 Tattoo & Rose #2 Tattoo

Saliwa - Women High Waisted Skinny Pants & Puma Fitness Outfit

S-Club - Angel Wings 02 & Fairy Wings 02 & Feather Earrings 09 & Footnails & Lace Collar 05 & Nail Art N02 & Hairdress & WM Collar F 201701 & Tattoo Back Set

Sentate - Milk Dress

ShakeProductions - 42 Leather Ankler & 94 Dress Boots & 99 Sport Set

Shimydimsims - Snowflake Eyeshadow N03

Sims Dentelle - Rose Dress

SintikliaSims - Colorful Sharp Nails & Halloween Nails

SLYD - Ondria Dress

Solistair - Crystallized Body Tattoo

Stealthic - Obscura Hair & Hysteria Hair

Suzue - Eodum Horns & Steampunk Korsett & Vampyr Nails

Tatygagg - DreamsEyes & Lips 153 & Mermaid Eyes & Seashell Earrings

TheKallino - Small Animal Package 2

TheGirlySimmerUniverse - Studs Swimsuit

toksik - Kaliah (Top)

Toskami - Fox Ears and Tails

Trillyke - Bingle Bangle Swimsuit & Black Lingerie Collection & Black Skinnies & My Little Black Skirt Set & Odd Sense Swimsuit & Spotlight Skirt & Triumph Bodysuits

VallhallanSim - Banshee Sylvanas & Illidari Horns

WistfulCastle - Orlando - beard

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simserely · 6 years

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“Looks like a girl, but she’s a flame, so bright she can burn your eyes better look the other way,” - Girl On Fire

Natural to most fire-wielding mages, Ashryn Uriven is born with a short temper and a tendency for bluntness. Because of her Half-Elven heritage, she was seen as an outcast, forcing her to develop a thick skin to bear against the rest of the world alone. That is, until they discovered she possesses the power to wield fire. Sharp-tongued and fiercely skilled, Ashryn is a fully equipped Mage that ends duels just as fast as she starts it.

Lol, why does she sound like a contender for a Magi competition? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) This may or may not have been inspired by my old Dragon Age: Inquisition saves… Just going through my old screenshots and I knew I had to make a sim inspired by my first Inquisitor. Though they don’t bare any quick resemblances to each other, this is where I pulled my some inspiration to create Ashryn.

Created especially for my Darling Lena, @ssimlena and her upcoming story! I am beyond beyond excited for this story. And I know it’s gonna be beautiful. Her writing paired with her edits leaves me with a feeling of sense and wonder. If you’re into High-Fantasy stories along with some jaw-dropping visuals, definitely follow along with the story!! Lena, I hope you like her just as much as I had creating her. It’s truly an honour to have her in your story!! And of course, change any aspect about her that you think needs changing to fit your story! ❤

Thank you to mah gurl F. Thot @englishrosesims for keeping me company tonight as I made this ❤❤ Everyone needs a girly night every once in a while lol. ❤

If you have any questions about the CC Used, send me an Ask! ❤❤

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imagines-oneshots-blog · 7 years

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Bound in Blight and Bliss Chapter 1 - Sable and Silver: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10570608

You weren’t exactly hiding from the Mirkwood Royal Guard, more accurately you were just evading them.

Hiding insinuated fear, and you were certainly not afraid, just majorly inconvenienced. Tactful evasion; that’s what you specialized in, and indeed you had been successfully dodging them for a few months now, luring them just close enough to convince them that they were closing in before you’d slip gleefully out of their ever-reaching grasp. You could always hear them, they were exceptionally loud for fully blooded wood-elves, crashing through the thick brush, skulking around the smooth-barked trees, their masterfully carved bows notched with razor sharp arrows and their high pointed ears keen. Indelibly you’d be crouched in the wood high above them, limbs curled around the sturdy arm of an ancient arbor, your breath still as an icy winters morn, your own gently pointed ears twitching as you listened intently to their fading steps.

You knew why they hunted you; technically you shouldn’t be alive, your very existence was contraband in this kingdom. You were the product of an Elven woman and a mortal man’s marriage, a relationship not held in high favor by the Elvenking, and further doomed by the fates to end in tragedy, and so it indelibly had. After enjoying a short, but happy and fulfilling childhood with you, both of your parents had died suddenly within weeks of each other when you were hardly even a teenager, leaving you to fend for yourself. You’d wandered from town to town across Middle Earth, picking up odd skills and making a hint of coin wherever you could. You had hastily discovered that your hybrid looks usually turned far too many heads for your liking, the potential dangers that those lingering stares and meaningful glances held in their glinting depths forcing you to quickly learn how to expertly blend in, to seamlessly assimilate. You grew your thick, shining hair long enough to braid or sweep over the telling tips of your ears and kohled your eyes a stark, smudged black to disguise their distinctly Elven shape and hue. Your garb was indicative of a ranger, from the short, coarse cloak that snapped about your calves and rippled around your sim shoulders to reveal teasing glimpses of a molded, formfitting leather corset and matching skintight breeches, both traded for six moons worth of stable cleaning, down to the rough, travel weary boots that hugged your slender feet. The human half of your parentage had gifted you with a markedly un-elven like short stature, but your mother’s heritage had assured that your form still held all the standard grace of her fair people. Thus, you had to work to mask the lilting gait of your limbs when in public, and delighted in exploiting them to your formidable advantage when evading less than desirable forces like the ones hot on your heels now.

As you slipped nimbly through the brush that clung close to the forest floor, the wide sweeping ferns and twisting vines seemed to leap out of your way to allow you to glide unhindered between them. You were careful not to step unkindly on their roots, for you knew they could feel the intent in your agile, urgent gait, your reverence and excitement thrumming down between your toes, deep into the soil below, and as if in gratitude for your forethought they cleared from your path easily. In times like these you were immensely grateful for your mother’s light-footedness and deep Elven spirituality; you couldn’t imagine being on the run, or running at all for that matter, without the connection that her parentage provided you with nature. And better still, your father’s influence had assured that you weren’t above playing dirty, like say, by rigging a few traps to harmlessly ensnare some of the Mirkwood King’s more tenacious guards.

It was their own fault really, they had surprised you while you supped, their footsteps appearing as if out of nowhere, forcing you to hesitantly abandon the rabbit you’d skewered on the spit that twirled dolorously above the small fire you’d painstakingly made and dart hastily into the thick wood. Normally you would have had time to climb up into a nearby tree and wait patiently for them to clear out, but you’d been so starving and engrossed in your bountiful catch that you hadn’t noticed their approach. Damn, maybe all this incessant running was beginning to dull your keen senses. That was a dangerous prospect for a vagabond like you.

You didn’t dare steal a glance behind you, for judging by the crescendo in their rhythmic steps could tell that the guards were gaining on you. Willing the speed and strength of the roaring seas gusting zephyrs to fill your limbs you ran harder, more urgently into the thick wood that spread out endlessly before you, narrowly missing many of the wide trunks that peppered the sun dappled thicket. The increased exertion began to catch up with you despite your young age and Elven blood, the struggle making your breath rattle harshly from your lungs. Despite the gravity of the situation you could still take a moment to appreciate the pure joy that your freedom afforded you; the warm wind whistling through your trailing hair, the burning heat searing deep in your nimble limbs, the fierce adrenaline curling in your chest, bursting bravely through your collarbones. You felt whole, complete, alive, and damn the soul that would attempt to take that feeling from you.

At that very moment a glint of gold so pale it was nearly white caught in the corner of your eye, trapping your heedful attention. A sudden jolt of real panic sizzled through your veins then as you wondered incredulously if the Monarch of Mirkwood himself had joined in on your hunt this day. You’d heard rumors of the Woodland King; of his cold, stoic demeanor and handsome, starlit countenance, of his steadfast devotion and grief for his dead wife and his involvement in the reclaiming of the Dwarven kingdom of Erebor. Would the King himself really care so much about one random vagrant that he’d come to see her captured himself? Why did that thought cause heated, molten sparks of something bright and igneous to sear to life deep in your belly? Why did it have the corners of your parted lips curling traitorously and your hasty steps slowing fractionally, inexplicably?

You couldn’t stop the gasp that fell from your lips when you felt the sharp kiss an arrow sinking suddenly into the flesh of your right bicep, causing you to slow marginally. Though it was just a flesh wound the pain was intense, making you stumble uncharacteristically on a root that your uninjured self could have avoided with little effort. You panted hard as you shifted hastily to your knees, bringing the shaking fingers of one hand up to test the tender, smarting flesh of your arm, feeling the slick drip of crimson blood from the wound pooling hotly on your digits, your trembling touch ghosting along the invading shaft of the arrow impeded loosely in your skin.

A wicked curse slipped from your lips as you watched that spill of white blond hair draw closer from the corner of your eye, that lofty head burning, searing like an alabaster flame in your vision. You had barely the space of a heartbeat to try to rise to your feet before the cold bite of a slim knife was pressed menacingly to your exposed throat.

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buttertrait · 1 month

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could i interest you in an elvene (with bow and arrow) trading card?

template by @squea and i!!

congratulations, you found the rare holographic elvene (with bow) trading card!!

+ 1 card added to your collection

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buttertrait-old · 1 year

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oh to be a woodland elf

#playing dress up with elvene again #ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 screenies #ts4 gameplay #ts4 edit #sims 4 #the sims 4 #my sims #the sims community #simblr #sim: elvene sharp #dnd oc

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weloveonedirection-blog1 · 7 years

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