Okok, so a bunch of my links on my old resource page were broke(rip) and I got a few asks about the makeup I use on my Sims, so instead of cluttering up my old resource page, I made a new one! It is sorted by model Sim. I will not longer change their makeup and if I do, I will update the page. I have my 3 main Sims plus 4 more random ones I wanted to add to make it less empty. The “More Info” square is where you will find all my defaults including eyebrows. I tried to say what swatch I used on some stuff like lipstick, face overlays. Also I finally have the poses I use on there! So when I get new poses I will add them on there too. Here is a pic of what it looks like, it is replacing my old resource page, and if any links in this are broken PLEASE let me know!!! I will probably not be taking WCIF’s for this, but instead be adding the hair/clothes that each Sim has on at a later date. So please don’t send WCIF’s for the hairs/clothes on these sims. Lmao thanks to @sebastianvictorian who I’ve made check it every time I changed a single thing
“Y/N! Y/N, wake up!” You heard Spencer yelling at you, causing you to wake up from your dream.
You were still sleep drunk so you were confused as all hell. “What? What’s going on, are you okay, what happened?” You asked him, speaking rushed.
His hands were still on your shoulders, though the grip was a little less tight and now more gentle. “You were having a nightmare. You were begging ‘them’ to stop and started thrashing. Do you want to talk about it?”
As soon as he finished his first sentence, you remembered what you had been dreaming immediately. You were thrown back to your time in school, where you had gotten bullied incessantly for the smallest things. You were still slightly traumatized from it, which lead to your reserved behavior, but you had been doing so much better with the nightmares lately.
You sighed and crawled over to him so you were sitting next to him and leaning your head on his shoulder, “it was just the same old stuff.”
He put his arm around your shoulders, bringing you in as tight as he could. “Hey, they can’t hurt you anymore. And I know that doesn’t help much, I’m sorry. But you’re here and they’re wherever and don’t have any power over you anymore. It’s okay, Y/N. It’s okay,” he reassured you.
You smiled slightly at his words, grateful that he realized how big of a deal the old memories were to you. “Thanks, Spence.”
“You know what I think we should do now?” he questioned you with a serious tone.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “um, go to sleep as it’s 2:15 AM and you have work tomorrow?”
He waved his hand, blowing that idea off. “Let’s go to the living room, I’ll make you some hot chocolate while you pick out a movie for us to watch. Or we can just watch cat videos online. Or we can just talk. Whatever you wanna do, huh?”
You kissed his cheek, “that sounds perfect.”
You two got up from bed, but you grabbed your favorite blanket off the bed and put it around yourself like a cape. Spencer smiled at your actions and waited for you to get to his side before capturing your hand in his.
You tightened your grasp on it because you loved holding his hand. It always fit so perfectly in yours and you just loved how secure it made you feel. You were always entranced by his hands and loved fiddling with them when you guys were enjoying a lazy Sunday in bed.
When you guys got to your living room, you went to sit on the couch while you listened to Spencer getting the ingredients and tools to make hot chocolate for you. You grinned and began playing with the edge of your blanket as you thought about how lucky you were to have this kind, gorgeous man in your life.
How many guys would make you your favorite drink in the world to comfort you after a bad dream and offer to stay awake with you the rest of the night even though he has work the next day? Not many. But then again, Spencer isn’t like many guys. He’s incredibly special and unique and that’s what you love about him. As you continued thinking about the many great traits Spencer had, you heard him getting mugs out of the cupboard and pouring the hot liquid in them.
You waited for him to enter the room and you smiled up at him, “hey, hot stuff.”
He shook his head at your bad pun, “hey, Y/N. Ready for some hot cocoa?”
You reached your hand out for your mug as he sat down next to you, “yes! Thank youuuu.”
“No problem, love.”
You beamed at the pet name, which Spencer didn’t use too often. Not like you minded; it just made them all the more special when he did use them.
“Hey, Y/N?” he asked after you took a long sip of the nice drink.
You lifted your head, “hm?”
“I love you. I feel like I don’t say that enough, but I love you more than anything on the planet. And I’m sorry I can never do enough to comfort you after you have a particularly bad nightmare. I just want you to know that I care and I’ll always be here just to listen to you when you want to talk about them. You’re so much better than those horrible people and you didn’t deserve to go through what they put you through,” he smiled sadly as he finished speaking.
You put your mug down on the small coffee table, “Spence. Don’t ever apologize for what you just said. You make me feel so much better always. I love you, too. Thank you for being such a great boyfriend and person.”
He looked at you fondly, before springing up, “I have an idea!” He then ran out the room, confusing you.
You rolled with it, though, and just picked up your mug to take another sip. You had just set it back down when Spencer came in the room with an old iPod he had. He set it down and pressed some buttons before walking over to you.
The beginning notes for Elvis Presley’s Can’t Help Falling in Love began to play as he offered you his hand. “Dance with me?”
You grinned up at him and dropped your blanket on the couch as you took his hand and stood up. You guys maneuvered around the table and started slow dancing to your favorite love song.
He sang along softly to the lyrics. “And I can’t help falling in love with you,” he crooned as he held you tighter and kissed the top of your head.
You moved your head back and captured his lips with yours.
You pulled your head back and whispered, “I love you, Spence.”
He smiled and looked at you with complete adoration in his eyes as he whispered back, “And I love you, Y/N.“
Wrote this short little fluff piece for you, @gubl-oser !