I made Thema in Sims 4 and during a conversation with @love-in-nature I said that I wouldn’t make her in DA:I, the CC wouldn’t do her justice and she deviates so far from the game plot line it wouldn’t make sense to create her there.

Well, I lied. Spammed Love with screenshots of the CC and after playing the prologue a bit with her I decided I’ll upload those screens here. She animates beautifully, which surprised me.

Thema before Lavellan’s dying body and the fade mark start to bleach her hair and eyes. She does not wear vallaslin.

This is after the bleaching process is done. Her skin in-canon is paler than this, but this skin tone hides the vallaslin.

I don’t feel like dealing with the Emporium crashing so I’m running her through the game bleached out.

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If Love’s So Easy, Why Is It Hard?

Chapters: 15/? [Chapter word count: 6,715]
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & Lexa
Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa, Anya, Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake, Lincoln, Abby Griffin, Marcus Kane, Titus, Echo, Bellamy Blake, Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Maya Vie, Harper, Emori, John Murphy, Gustus, Original Child Characters, More people show up down the line so I’ll add them as they come
Additional Tags: Modern AU, Romance, Fluff, Angst, Hurt & Comfort, Drama, Anya & Lexa are siblings, Lexa & Costia (Mentioned), Clexa Babies, Clexa, Family, Pregnant Clarke, Blood, Character Death, One of their kids eventually dies so…at some point it will get angsty.

The Griffin-Woods family seemingly has the perfect life, at least until Lexa’s (over?)zealousness as NYC’s top young prosecutor means she starts making some very dangerous enemies whose only goal is to remove her from the equation. By any means necessary.


Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.