@batsheba @drudragonrose @zosa95 thank you for providing me with some epic entertainment tonight! Now I'm off to watch Blades of Glory while I fold the washing!;=)
The Ice Skating Rink is a twenty minute drive away, on the fringes of the city. Joël, Anita, Jared and Angus all abstain from getting onto the ice and Anya tries to opt out as well, she doesn't have much experience ice-skating and her hangover is making her feel very wobbly, except the triplets protest so loudly she has to give in. They apparently have been coming here for years and are all extremely competent, especially Henrietta, who has been telling Anya all morning that she is going to be a professional figure skater when she isn't busy being a professional ballerina-slash-guitarist.
Roy, of course, is in his element.
Beautiful Bridgeport
Saffron and Anya take their coffee mugs to the upstairs balcony outside Anita and Joël’s bedroom, the winter sun blinking clear and sharp and casting cold crisp shadows over the city skyscrapers.
“What an an amazing view,” says Anya.
“It can’t be as amazing as the view from Roy’s penthouse,” scoffs Saffron.
“Well, it’s pretty damn close,” says Anya. She sips her coffee and closes her eyes. “Oh, that’s so good. Another three or four coffees and I might actually be able to function.”
“What did you do last night?” says Saffron.
“I went to a friend's party,” says Anya. “And drank way too much punch.”
“Did Roy go too?”
“He stayed home. He had to pick the kids up early this morning. Besides, he thinks it’s inappropriate for him to go to parties filled with people my age. He thinks he’s going to be judged for being older or something.”
“Not like Roy to care about what other people think of him,” says Saffron.”He probably just didn’t want to go and that was his excuse.”
“Hmmm,” says Anya.
“He probably just doesn’t like your friends,” shrugs Saffron. “Do they like him?”
“Enough about me and Roy, I want to talk about you,” says Anya. “What’s the goss with your married man?”
“No goss,” says Saffron. “I just sort of caught feelings for a guy in my year and…told the married guy that it was over.”
“Oh my God! Saffron, you told me that the greatest thing about being with the married guy was that he couldn’t hurt you because it was just sex and you didn’t have any feelings for him! And now you’re saying you actually have feelings for someone? That’s huge!”
“I’m still not one hundred percent sure I’m not making a huge mistake,” says Saffron. ”It's scary as fuck. But I think he’s worth the risk. And…I’m meeting his parents tonight. They've invited me over for dinner."
“Oh my God,” says Anya.
“Right?” says Saffron.
Roy and the rest of his entourage arrive about forty minutes later in a black seven-seater SUV that he has leased for the weekend. The triplets tumble out and immediately start tearing around the garden with Brutus in good-natured pursuit, while Angus disappears into Jared’s room, presumably to play video games. Saffron lurks by the front door while Roy and Joël indulge in their ritualistic let’s- pretend- to- give-each- other- shit routine and Anya exclaims and coos over Alice, while Anita smiles without showing her teeth. Anya finally stops swooning over Alice long enough to notice Saffron, and to Saffron’s alarm and secret delight bounds over to her and envelops her in a hug.
“Saffy!“ she says. “Oh my God, I’m sooooo hung over. Help me!”
“I just made coffee,” says Saffron. “Would you like some?”
“Yes! You’re literally a life saver,” says Anya, then leans forward to whisper in her ear. “Let’s go and drink it somewhere private so you can tell me everything that’s been happening with that married man of yours. Yeah?”
Anonymous asked:
Anonymous OC question of the day!
If you could make a character real, which of your OCs would be:
- your bestie
- your spouse/partner
- your secret lover!
- your friendly rival
- your enemy
BONUS: do this for other people’s OCs too!
Pass the game along (anonymously or not)
Crystal would be my bestie! I'm attracted to people IRL who who flout societal conventions and Crystal definitely fits that criteria. She's also trustworthy, non-judgmental, loyal, smart, cashed-up, and neat. She'd also have an endless supply of entertaining stories!
Vinnie or Violet would be my life partners. They are strong, dependable, loyal and loving, but they would also know when to call me out for my shit.
Jojo would be my secret lover. He's gorgeous and a Scorpio, what more do I need to say?
(I'm having trouble with the friendly rival category...mainly because I can't really apply it to an area of my life. I love running but I hate team sports, so no rivals there. I have no work rivals because I'm not in the least bit ambitious or career-minded. I've been married for a long time so no romantic rivals. I'll have to skip this one, sorry!)
Spencer would probably be my enemy because he is so sexist and misogynistic and because he's so mean to beautiful Mia.
I apologise Nonners but I'm not going to do this for other Simmers' OCs, because to do it for all the wonderful storytellers I follow would take literally months. And if I only chose a few people's OCs, then potentially people I left out could feel snubbed and hurt. I hope you understand! And thank you for such a great ask.
Saturday 8.51 am
Joël is on the phone to Roy. "Nah, we're not really doing anything," he says, choosing to ignore the stony expression on Anita's face. "If you want to come over, that's fine. All six of you? Woah. 'Kay. Yeah, that sounds like fun. See you when you get here, dude."
"I thought we were supposed to be going to the gym this morning?" Anita says after he's hung up.
"We can do that tomorrow, can't we?" says Joël. "Anyway, he mentioned something about going ice-skating. That's supposed to be a pretty good work out, isn't it?"
"Clinging to a railing in between falling flat on my arse is not my idea of a good work out, Joël," says Anita.
A much-needed dose of wholesomeness.
Heh I think Tumblr may have hidden my story update from the dash. If it doesn't get released from titty jail you can view it on my blog here: https://treason-and-plot.tumblr.com/post/746750155124080640/roy-slides-off-the-bed-and-stands-staring
ETA: it's back! But I might leave this post up just in case it disappears again.
Roy slides off the bed and stands staring disconsolately at his pendulous cock. Crystal sits up, her expression one of confusion. Roy would be reassured, except he knows what a wonderful actress Crystal is. It’s one of the many skills that has enabled her to stay at the top of her profession for so many years.
“Sweetie, I’ve never laid eyes on him before tonight,” she says. “Cross my heart.”
“I wish I could believe you,” says Roy.
“Of course you can believe me,” she says, a crease of irritation appearing between her eyebrows. “Why wouldn’t you?”
“Because you’re a consummate professional, Crys,” says Roy. “And I mean that with all the respect in the world. It’s part of your job to maintain your clients’ confidentiality. It’s also part of your job to make your clients feel good. Obviously you wouldn’t admit to seeing that dipshit in the room because you know it would creep me out. “
“I have never seen that man as a client, Roy,” says Crystal, lifting her eyes heavenward and enunciating every word slowly and clearly.
“It doesn’t even matter anymore,” says Roy. “The fucking prick’s gotten into my head and completely ruined my night. Again. “
“What do you mean, again?” says Crystal.
“Don’t worry about it, " says Roy bitterly. "It’s a long and depressing story and I can’t be bothered going into it right now. I’m just going to have a shower and go. Christ almighty. Fuck that prick and his fucking Jedi mind tricks. He'd better sleep with one eye open, the goddamn arsehole....“
"Leave the water on for me, please Babycakes," murmurs Crystal.
A few minutes later Roy is naked and safely ensconced in one of the private rooms, and Crystal is also naked and asking him in her breathy voice what he has in mind this evening. His cock swells in lust and gratitude as he gazes upon her miraculous breasts, the dewy, perfumed valley between them a invitation to exquisite and mind-blowing pleasures. He would like, he tells her thickly, to start with some doggy on the bed, followed by a few minutes of fellatio, and then he would like to finish between her breasts. Crystal murmurs her approval and equips him with a condom and then lies on her stomach on the bed. Roy climbs on top of her. Then freezes.
“What’s wrong, Sugarpie?” Crystal asks him.
“Have you ever seen him?” he says. “As a client?”
“Who? Your girlfriend’s father?”
“Yeah,” says Roy miserably. “An image just popped into my mind of you and him together. And now I can’t get rid of it.”
Crystal opens a door on her left that leads to a small bathroom and pushes Roy through. She locks the door behind them and raises a manicured eyebrow.
“Jesus, Crys! That was my future father-in-law!” Roy says. His eyes in the mirror look wild and panicked. He presses a hand to his forehead and takes a deep breath. “Fuck me. He didn’t see me, did he?”
“Relax, Babycakes! He was too busy talking,” says Crystal. “So…he’s your girlfriend’s father? Is that what you’re saying?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” says Roy. “Fuck. That sly dog. And he has the hide to call me a miscreant and to question my moral character. What a hypocrite. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black…”
“You don’t get along?” says Crystal.
“He’s an arrogant, egotistical prick,” says Roy. “And now we can add sleazebag to the list. Ha!”
Crystal’s glistening mouth twists into a thoughtful pout.
“Who was the girl he was with?” says Roy.
“Emmanuella,” says Crystal.
“Is he one of her regulars?” says Roy.
“I wouldn’t know, Sweetiepie,” says Crystal. “I’ll just poke my head out and check that he’s gone, will I? After all, the clock’s ticking!”
“Are you seriously telling me my time’s already started?” says Roy. “And I’m fully dressed standing in a fucking toilet?”
“I’ll give you an extra two minutes in the room,” says Crystal with an indulgent smile. “But only because it’s you, Babycakes.”
Roy whistles jauntily as he ascends The Pink Pony's backstairs. Three minutes later, he is following Crystal down the pink carpeted corridor, the air heavy with the sharp musky smell of sex and the competing scents of the girls' perfumes. Suddenly Crystal stops.
Crystal: Hold on a second Babycakes, there's someone coming out of one of the rooms-
Roy looks past her shoulder up the corridor and there's a sensation in his chest like his heart has been doused with freezing cold water. He speaks to Crystal in an urgent whisper.
Roy: Holy fucking shit. Crys, I have to hide! Stat!
treason-and-plot reblogged
Did you know that at one point The Sims 3 was going to have dynamic ads in the game. There are still some remnant texture files that would have been replaced by real world ads around Sunset Valley. Here's a mock up of what that darker timeline would have looked like.
Lurked a bit on your recent posts and see that Roy watches footy/AFL. Does he have a team or more that he follows and/or supports? Do you also have a team that you follow/support? Been watching for a year out of curiosity. Hope you and the family have been well, too. 😊
Hello my dear friend! So lovely to hear from you, and yes we are well! I hope you and yours are too.😘
When he told Anya he was going to watch the 'footy' Roy would have been referring to the same code of football that his famous client Freddie 'The Brick with Ears' Carbone plays with his team The Llamas. In my mind this game is an amalgam of American gridiron, Australian AFL, and rugby. Roy is a diehard Llamas supporter, and indeed the first night Anya stayed with him she borrowed his Llamas jersey to wear the next day.
I personally don't follow AFL but if I did I would have to support the Sydney Swans. Last weekend I actually went to a Rugby League game with my daughter, because some of the players from one of the National Rugby League Teams visited her primary school and handed out tickets. It was a fun experience but because I'm not invested in any of the teams it was all a bit 'meh', and I'm far from a prude but some of the language coming from the crowd was not appropriate for her nine year old ears! She really enjoyed herself though so we will probably go again.
'Love Is' Tag💖
I was tagged by @mysimsloveaffair and @zosa95, thank you very much! The brief is to post a conceptualized version of love using your fave loved-up Sims...I think! Anyway, I had a lot of fun finding pics of my favourite couples* and I regret nothing.
I would like to tag @kimmiessimmies, @dandylion240 @anamoon63 @drawing-way-outside-the-lines @winterspixels and @echomoria. Cheers, dears!
*If you're perchance wondering why Connor and Saffron didn't feature, it's because their relationship is still in the fledgling stages and neither has uttered the 'l' word aloud, unlike the above couples.