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Abandoned at birth, Atlas was adopted at age three by the wonderful people she now call Mom and Dad. They were drawn to her light spirit and carefree nature. They soon discovered that she had a natural ability of music and enrolled her into piano lessons. Atlas consumed her childhood and early adulthood into becoming the best concert pianist and now travels the world performing her art. In her free time she spends it going to various orphanages and teaching the children how to play piano. 


Andrei: OMFG!!!  STAHP!  I’ll have to retire the corporate jet and start taking my own!

Free Simpoints!

So, bitches, PSA: This was a floating PSA somewhere else, but now it’s active again.  If you have a Sims 3 Store Account (ofc you do!) and have registered your games (ofc you have!), just pull that bitch up and:

  1. Login with your credentials.
  2. Go to My Store Account, under your username at the top left.
  3. You may or may not see a wonderful orange button that says: Redeem FREE Simpoints
  4. Click that whore like you’ve never clicked anything before.
  5. It will pull up a window asking you for your first born and a sacrificial ox (Terms of Agreement); you know you want to do this, so just click accept and Continue
  6. BOOM!  FREE SIMPOINTS!  One less baby, but MEH!

You may or may not want to reblog this and let your fellow simmers know EA is having an existential crisis with its shit and you should exploit it.  Is it a bug?  Is it something they forgot to uncheck down at headquarters?  Are they being nice?

Andrei: No moar lightning strikes, dude!  I will not be held responsible for what the site guys do!

Andrei: >:|


I have no Idea why TSR hasn’t been showcasing my Conversions in Featured Creations anymore, but for the people wondering why Sintiklia doesn’t convert her hairs anymore.. I am doing them! I messaged Sintiklia asking her if I should do it for her from now on since she doesn’t wanna bother with TS3 anymore and she said yes, I have her full support on this. Since TSR doesn’t seem to support me as much this is more of a signalboost to people thinking Sintiklia’s Hairs aren’t available in TS3 anymore. 

Feel free to Reblog this so other people will know too. Sintiklia didn’t abandon TS3, she is trusting me to do it for her! :D I just have less of a following and not the full support from TSR so people might not see.

I don’t need more blogs to follow but I totally need more blogs to follow. Reblog if you post any of the following so I can check out your blog. Thanks!

Dan and Phil
Anime - I like all sorts of it
Rick and morty
Gravity falls
Adventure time
The sims franchise
Fan art of said things
Other crap related to any of this.


Salvaged from the murky black depths of my external hard drive, this is an old festival lot I built several years ago with the intention of uploading but never got around to it. I love the autumn version by far the best. :D


Madeleine pouts as she examines her reflection in the mirror. Her stomach looks huge and swollen today, and her clothes feel tighter than ever. With an uneasy sigh, she wonders how much longer she can wait before telling Theo the truth about her pregnancy.

Maybe if I go on a diet, she frowns, tracing her hand along the curve of her belly.

“Madeleine,” Theodore’s eyes light up as he greets her. Ever since his father was hospitalized, she has been a constant source of comfort and support as well as a much needed distraction, and as the days slip by he finds himself growing more and more attached to her. “Can I come by your hotel at lunch?” he whispers, taking her into his arms and kissing her roughly.

“Not today,” she shakes her head. “I have a doctor’s appointment.”

“Oh? What for?” he asks, concern permeating his words.

Maddie freezes, and Theodore can feel every muscle in her body tense up at his question. “N-Nothing,” she stammers. “Just a routine checkup.”

Thankfully he seems to accept that answer, nodding and shrugging in reply, but Madeleine makes a mental note to be more careful in the future. If there is a future, she thinks with a pang of apprehension.

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“I was wrong that night I ended it between us. I shouldn’t have reacted so rashly, but it scared me. It scared me because I saw myself falling for you, Madeleine, but I knew that we could never be together. But it’s not like you were even asking for that. You just wanted to be transparent with me, and I admire the courage it took for you to tell me about it.” Theodore sighs and runs his fingers through his hair in a melodramatic show of remorse, but he can’t quite hide the gleam in his gaze. “I wish I could take it back now, darling, but I can’t.”

“Oh,” Madeleine exhales slowly, her eyes wide with uncertainty.

“However, as long as we’re both clear that this is a just-for-fun sort of arrangement,” he continues, “I don’t see any harm in it. But first, what did you want to tell me, sweetheart?”

“Right. Just for fun,” she pauses for a moment before taking a deep breath and blurting out, “Theo, I’m pregnant. It’s yours.”

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Madeleine’s eyes widen as Westley runs a calloused finger over her lips.

“Do I want to know who this ‘friend’ is?” he whispers.

Lost in the sensation of his rough skin against her porcelain cheek, Maddie struggles to find her voice. “I’d rather not discuss him right now, no,” she breathes at last.

West nods in silent understanding. “Then I suggest we find something better to do than talking,” he smirks.

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my lil’ angel faces living that islander life in isla paradiso ( ̄・_______・ ̄)  

and ok their house is a MAJOR wip shhh don’t lookit it (i just rly like dem’ colors)