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evanox · 9 months

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On a scale from king/queen of the party to shy awkward wallflower, where would you personally place a good match for each of the M4 of Last Legacy when it comes to a partner? Or what kind of traits do you think, a suitable partner might need?

{HELLO sorry I never responded to your requests I kinda completely gave up on LL BUT I was trying to find something and saw this was already fully written and it was a shame to leave it rotting here}

ooo that's a fun q thank you!! I hope I understood it right!!

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Felix

Felix himself has always been a wallflower at parties. Sure, as a toddler, he'd eat up the praises of nobles as his fathers showed off the gifted kid they were so proud of, but he tired out quickly so Florian would rush him to bed before little Fe got too cranky and his magic started going haywire.

He still doesn't enjoy the balls—the nobility's massive egos far too stifling, only rivaled by the clothes his father made him wear.

Even in a modern setting, he wouldn't enjoy parties that are too loud and crowded. Felix might just hide in the kitchen to read a book or find the host's cat, only emerging from the shadows when it's time for truth or dare (he always picks dare, and it's beginning to get scary for others because there's almost nothing he'd say no to).

Felix finds himself more drawn to other wallflowers; even if you don't talk, you can at least look at each other with understanding before moving on.

It's great to have a partner who understands when Felix needs out. Hell, he might actually enjoy the party better with an introverted/awkward partner—it's the perfect excuse to grill any stuck-up nobles if they so much as dare to tease you if you stumble over your words or forget the nobility's strict codes of etiquette; only Felix gets to tease you (as long as you can take it), and only because he finds you cute.

Then you can both grab a snack or a drink and quietly slip out of the crowded ballroom to tour the gardens together. If the music is loud enough that you can still hear it faintly outside, he might just ask you for a dance amongst the roses with the moon as your lone witness.

"How un-noble of you, Felix!" you would tease when Felix leads you off the paved path and towards the arching willow where you'll be perfectly hidden from any other stragglers, then Felix would laugh softly before he presses you against the tree and kisses you until you're ready to be portalled into bed (for sleep or for other purposes, none of my business).

However, I wouldn't say Felix can't appreciate a life-of-the-party partner! After all, it is only a matter of time before an extrovert comes to claim their introvert, thus maintaining balance in this world.

Your joy might even become so contagious that Felix can't help but join, especially if it's too unorthodox for the nobility, leaving a string of offended gasps and/or disapproving scowls behind you—it's all the more reason to love you. You can swing and sway all over the ballroom and cause all sorts of mischief and pranks together, as long as you can respect when he needs to just go home.

Anisa

Attending balls is a minor part of her job, whether she's escorting a VIP or standing guard. From a work perspective, a more extroverted partner might be more convenient for making connections and entertaining guests. Anisa, however, doesn't really have a preference.

An extroverted partner is fun in the way that, when Anisa is standing stiffly in the ballroom by the buffet or the grand staircase, trying to keep up appearances (or even in a modern setting, fussing after everyone in the party), you can help her slowly but surely relax and break out of her shell.

Once Anisa picks up the vibe, she does a 180 and lets out the party animal (though this one's nowhere near as wild as Sage); you can see it in the way her movements are much more relaxed, how she throws her head back and laughs so loudly at the dumbest of jokes, and how she spares a dance for whoever asks—that is until she finds you amongst the crowds and pulls you in to dance the rest of the night away.

Just promise you won't let her overindulge in the wine or the punch (that Sage might've dabbled in) lest she starts acting too inappropriately on the job. You know she can't part too long from the buffet.

An introverted partner is great, too! Anisa won't force you into attending parties with her because it's work after all, but if you still want to come along, she'll take care of you throughout the event, continuously checking over you.

Oh, to have Anisa hold your hand and press a tender kiss to your knuckles as she softly asks, "Are you okay, love?"

I guess you would activate that loophole where it's like, she might not usually go out of her way to have fun at events, but seeing you wilting by the corner will push Anisa to encourage you to have some fun with her, as long as you're up for it; she'd love to pull you in for a dance, your hand held high in hers, and proudly show you off as her lover to everyone.

And if you don't want to dance, well, there's always the buffet! There are so many foods you can try, and Anisa can't wait to hand/spoonfeed them to you.

Sage

He's drawn to the life of the party like a moth to a flame. Sage might be quite the tease, but he still loves being kept on his toes; having someone who can match his pace might even help him burn out all that extra energy.

The loud, crammed taverns are where he thrives, and a partner who enjoys them too adds to the fun. He'll pull you for a dance once the bard picks up a jolly tune, sweeping you off your feet and hopping from table to table as people watch in awe how he swings you with such ease.

Hell, you could sweep him off his feet; he definitely won't complain.

That is not to say Sage would push away the wallflower! He'd try to pull you from where you cling to the wall—wouldn't you rather have fun than look so awfully glum?

Once you explain that you're not necessarily miserable, but the chaos of the dance floor just isn't your scene, he nods in understanding. With a wink and a swish of his tail, he asks you to keep your eyes on him as he blends in with the dancing crowds. You can join in whenever you wish, but until then, you're more than welcome to enjoy the view.

Your discomfort immediately triggers his protective streak, and he'll keep an arm up so people won't keep bumping into you as he escorts you out of the crowded tavern once you call it a night.

If you're attending a party at Fathom or whatever fancy palace for whatever fancy reason, Sage would gladly pull you away from the crowds and the noise to explore all the secret passages and chambers. Hey, you could even find an empty room or a closet for seven minutes of heaven ;)

Rime

Like Anisa, I don't think Rime has a preference. I'd say he might have been partial to a life-of-the-party sort of character—repressed choir boy craving an outlet that he is—but Rime did date Felix, who isn't particularly social. That is not to say that Felix and Rime didn't know how to have fun! I just think Felix's way of 'letting go' is more so through mischief and less through partying or socializing.

So in conclusion, Rime doesn't care how extroverted or introverted you are as long as you know how to have a good time.

If you'd known Rime before as the Starsworn Captain, you might've taken him for a reserved prude, but unlike Anisa, he doesn't really need you coaxing him into being more 'out-there'; he'll compete with you over it. Want to ask him for a dance? He's already eyeing you up and down, looking like he could almost eat you up.

Even on the dancefloor, he'd be looking for ways to fluster you.

Recall how if you choose to remain silent during the first confrontation in the Felix route, Rime would wonder why Felix would choose someone so boring over him? I think, if you're more of a wallflower, Rime might tease you a bit especially if he's interested in you but doesn't know you all that well—not to tear you down but it's his... unconventional way of trying to coax you into coming out of your shell.

#rime solano varela #felix iskandar escellun #sage lesath #anisa anka #last legacy #fictif #fictif last legacy #felix escellun #last legacy sage #last legacy rime #last legacy felix #last legacy anisa #sage lesath x mc #sage lesath x reader #anisa x mc #felix escellun x reader #rime x reader #rime x mc #last legacy headcanons

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teppei-kaneko-deserved-better · 1 year

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Not me only recently downloading fictif and falling in love with almost all the characters of Last Legacy only to discover that the story might never continue..........

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uchiha-7thsingularity · 10 months

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Rime x (FM) MC

Sorry for being absent a lot of things had to get done these past few months. Here is a new playlist with a story behind. Since we haven't gotten a rime route and I hadn't written one yet I made a playlists. (None of these songs are owned by me). Picture this with rime and mc meeting as enemies slowly turning to friends by the chase. And with angst in the mixed of affection. Then a climax to which the two confess afterwords with a spicy ending. I'm rambling and don't know if that made sense but continue at your pleasure! Hope you have joyful time!!

#fictif #last legacy #rime solano varela #rime varela #last legacy rime #fictif last legacy #spotify #rime x mc #Spotify

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humanmostlikely · 2 years

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#last legacy #last legacy rime #rime solano varela #rime #rime varela #rime x mc #mc x rime #funny

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fox-daddy · 6 months

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I was watching a meme and all I could think about this idk why;

Felix: I'm going to leave Mc a note asking them to get dinner. I just need to figure out how I should phrase it? 'let's get dinner?' Or 'Do you want to get dinner?'

Sage who 'snuck' in:go with 'let's get dinner?' So you're like assertive and confident!

Felix: thinks about it*

Rime who also 'snuck' in: actually no, now you sound a little aggressive. Because you don't want to be the person that's like 'let's get dinner' like you're some kind of cave creature

Anisa the only invited person: I think the point is to ask them to dinner not tell them. Just say 'Do you want to get dinner?'

Felix: scribbling stuff out growing annoyed and regretting saying anything about it*

Sage: actually now you sound kind of like a whimp

Anisa: well the last thing you want is to be the overly masculine guy like 'Let's get dinner I'm the bread winner'

Rime trying to cause chaos: but people also love assertiveness.

Sage trying to think and cringing harder the more he speaks: how about 'dinner would be something that I would enjoy taking you on. If you were also interested in that?'

Rime watching Felix switching between what hes writing; the more words the better

Anisa cringing even harder; how about 'I would like nothing more than to take you to the finest tavern in Porrima for a lovely evening meal?'

Felix: looking at the scroll about to tell them to just leave him alone and this was a stupid idea*

Scylla who had been watching the whole event from the doorway; fuck that, just say 'dinner, tonight, seven pm, take it or leave it'

Rime nodding at Scylla: sign it, seal it, deliver it

Sage muttering: I don't get why romance is so difficult all the time

Felix @ Scylla: I'm not going to say that

Mc: who's been eavesdropping since a few seconds after Scylla* definitely don't say that

Felix: now completely dead on the inside while the others are a mix between grinning and looking natural or trying to in some cases*

#last legacy meme #last legacy rime #last legacy #last legacy mc #last legacy anisa #last legacy sage #last legacy scylla #mild felix x mc #diet felix x mc

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samsloves · 8 months

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felix and ophelia, along with their kids cardamon and clarise 💚🩷

🩷 my mc uses they/them pronouns

💚 reblogs greatly appreciated

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mochimouiemarty · 5 months

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Guys hear me out

Partner in Crime by Madilyn Mei with Rime and MC

#imagine it as like some sort of bad end or smth #esp with the “i was never meant to win” line #ive been imagining it with my oc and rime and i just djsufjvjrjdj #IT FITS ??? I THINK???#last legacy rime #rime varela #rime solano varela #last legacy #fictif #last legacy mc #fictif last legacy #rime solano varela x mc

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nyxelenios · 2 years

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*·.✴ you.

Last Legacy: Rime Varela (Fictif Games)

❕: implied enemies to lovers trope, Rime's POV, spoilers for Rime's character in Felix's route? i think... a sprinkle of angst too maybe idk but here's the warning, unedited

nyxelenios: to my dear mutuals, it is i, Cain!! i was rosemoonchai before so if you see this, hi! i just rebranded lmao also here have a bit of Rime content for the meantime shdksjf take care!! (it's almost 4 am and i haven't slept yet ahaha... help)

I hate that I love you.

What I hate more is the fact that I hate that I love you.

You were my replacement, a different better version of who I once was. You took my life and made it yours. You stole my second chance to live how I once lived.

I became what I despised, it was the only way to live after my identity had been ripped from my hands by some alien replacement.

But... But after I met you, you were not me. You never had been me.

You set your self aside and made yourself a name, while you stood next to my empty spot and wondered when I would arrive and live again for the people I once lived for.

You waited with them for me, prepared for the possibility that you may be tossed away like I once had been. But you waited.

You held nothing against me, unlike I had. Despite all the evils I let befall upon you, you still looked at me with hope and care. You looked at me that way so many times it makes me wonder what you see in me.

You...

I hate that I love you.

#last legacy fictif games #fictif games #last legacy #rime varela #rime solano varela #rime varela x reader #rime solano varela x reader #last legacy x reader #rime varela x mc #rime solano varela x mc #last legacy rime varela x reader #last legacy rime varela x mc #nyxelenios — last legacy

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zoethespiritwolf · 2 years

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Request page

Hi everyone! Welcome to the new Request page.

Here are some of the rules about requesting:

I will write:

LGBTQ+ relationships

NSFW (depending on the idea; warning: haven't written it before but I'm ready to try out new things)

Angst

POC (person of color) characters (Warning: I'm not a POC, so it could be nice if you could also include what you want me to describe, especially tradition wise)

Romantic and platonic relationships

I will NOT write:

Anything regarding pedophilia - no teacher/student, step-parent/step-child, etc

No incest

Cheating partners (can be negotiated but I would rather not)

Certain NSFW kinks (for example piss kink)

If you abide by these rules then you can request as much as you want.

Here are some of the fandoms I write for:

Genshin Impact

Ikemen Vampire

Last Legacy

Twisted Wonderland

The Witcher

Castlevania

Vikings

You can also check out my 200 follower special prompt list right here from which you can choose a prompt to request with

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anonymousbeefriendfanfics · 8 days

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Felix x Rime x MC Polycule Domestic Headcannons

Fandom: Last Legacy (Fictif/Nix Hydra/Dorian) Characters: Felix, Rime, Gender neutral MC Prompt: hcs ab how would domestic life be for Felix and Rime and MC polycule Requested by: @mossmosis Warnings: Brief stabbing mention (Rime is in this, so-)

Last Legacy content, in this day and age?! It's more likely than you think! I've gotten a bit distracted with other fandoms, but I've been meaning to return to my beloved Fictif fandoms. I suppose now's the time!

Also, thank the dice gods for bringing you this particular treat! I had motivation to write, but no idea what to do, so I rolled some dice and this was the result!

Requests are open, as always, so if you'd like to see more, send me an ask!

For starters, there is no shortage of sarcasm and snarky commentary in this relationship. It's practically one of your love languages at this point! Rime and Felix are both prone to making smart remarks, and when they're both in the mood for banter, things can get mildly out of hand... you've had to calm Anisa down after she witnessed one such moment, assuring her that the two of them were not, in fact, in a terrible mood and taking it out on each other. You've come to enjoy their banter, regardless whether you join in or simply sit back and watch the show.

Both of them enjoy teasing you and each other, though there are some stylistic differences. Felix tends to be a little softer and kinder with his teasing - don't get me wrong, there's often a little bite behind his words, that cute little smirk and playful sparkle in his eyes that makes your heart flutter. He teases you about lighter subjects, and though he often speaks without thinking, he never means any harm by it.

Rime, on the other hand, doesn't hold back in the slightest. It's not that he means to hurt your feelings, he isn't doing it out of malice - he simply doesn't know when to back off sometimes. If you call him on it, he'll scoff and roll his eyes, likely making some little comment about you not being able to take a joke - but he won't tease you about that again, and he'll do something nice for you in the near future as an unspoken apology.

Speaking of gifts, both of them will absolutely shower you and each other with small gifts for absolutely no reason. Felix is prone to bringing something home for you both anytime he visits the market - it's very rare that he forgets, though sometimes he'll return empty-handed and visibly frustrated that he couldn't find anything suitable. He sometimes gifts you and Rime jewelry, and has surprisingly impeccable taste, always giving you something you'll love. Books are another of his frequent gifts, of course - you can expect any new books to go missing shortly afterwards as he borrows them to read them himself before quietly returning them a few days later. You've also received a few trinkets that match his gothic mage aesthetic, too, because it wouldn't be Felix if he didn't share his love of vaguely creepy things with you!

Rime tends to focus less on physical gifts and more on actions. He spends time with you both, learns about your interests, stabs your enemies, and does small things to help you out. He prefers to be a little more subtle with his affections, almost pretending like he doesn't care, when in reality he cares very much. It's not that he's hiding it, he just... isn't very open with his emotions yet. When he does bring you gifts, though, it's usually something pretty simple, like some random trinket he saw and thought of one or both of you. I could also see him taking up woodcarving as a hobby to help him relax and unwind, so you'll occasionally find a new gift from him sitting on your desk, carved from wood or, sometimes, from his shed antlers. He likes bringing you food, too, and memorizes both of your tastes and favorite treats so he can choose the best treats.

Getting all three of you in bed at the same time can be difficult, but when it is achieved, you have a delightful time cuddling with each other. On the somewhat rare occasion that you all turn in together, you take turns being the one in the middle unless one of you has had a particularly bad day and needs double the snuggles. Most of the time, though, whoever goes to bed first ends up in the middle, with the other two crawling in wherever there's space when they're finally tired enough to get some sleep.

Mornings are always interesting, too. You or Rime are always up first - it's almost never Felix. Whoever is up first starts making the coffee and/or tea, and you try to take turns making breakfast. Rime might complain if you miss your turn, but you know he doesn't really mean it. He won't admit it easily, but he actually enjoys cooking, especially for his partners. Once breakfast is ready and one of you drags Felix out of bed, you all sit down for a nice meal together. Depending on how busy you three are, sometimes breakfast is the only meal you can all have together, so you make the most of it!

When you do have time off from your busy schedules, you almost always spend it together. Most of the time you're in the study/library at Fathom, doing more casual research projects together or reading books in a comfortable silence. Sometimes, though, you go out to get some fresh air and a change of scenery! Wandering around Porriman markets is often a good way to spend an afternoon, sampling various treats and buying interesting things for one another.

Something else you three often do together is stargazing. Felix obviously loves it, especially when he gets to share it with his loves, and though Rime might comment that it's boring just to be a bit of a brat, once he gets comfortable he'll become far more relaxed. Often times these nights consist of you and Rime gazing quietly at the stars, listening contentedly to Felix's soft voice as he rambles on and on about them. He'll inevitably get a bit flustered when he realizes just how long he's been talking, but it's nothing a few kisses can't fix~

Honestly this entire relationship would just be so soft and so chaotic at the same time. You all love each other so much and care deeply for one another, but there's rarely a dull moment!

#hi mossy #beefriend-writes #Felix x Rime x Reader #felix escellun #rime solano varela #felix escellun x rime valera x reader #last legacy #last legacy fictif #fictif last legacy #fictif felix #fictif rime

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evanox · 2 years

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Writing Masterlist

Last Updated: 25/8

Request Rules . Taglist

Last Legacy Theories

Origin of relics

Time difference between Astraea and Earth

Last Legacy Main 4 and Extras

M4 and Music Tastes

M4 Comforting Crying MC

M3 General Barista HCs

M4 as Types of IDV Players

M4 and an MC with Gargoyle Features

M4 and MC's Pollen Allergies

PJO AU Part 1 2

Random Griefers Headcanons

Sneaky Elowen

Rime x Sage

More Crack Ships

Felix Iskandar Escellun

Protector of His Friends' Legacy

Professor Felix

Barista Felix falls in love with Astraean MC

Anisa Anka

Anisa and food as a love language

Anisa and Mommy (Daddy?) Issues

Sage Lesath

Biker Sage (ft the Griefers gang)

Cooking hc (ft the Griefers, again)

Reader who was a parental figure to Sage and Tulsi

Sage's Nightmares

What we should’ve had in chapter 13

Epilogue Headcanons: Settling Down

Epilogue Headcanons: First Dates

Hand kisses (short but i love it too much)

Flowers in his hair

Rime x Sage

Last Legacy MC: Maehwa

Sage Lesath (Maehwa's Version): sage x mae route rewrite

Coat for the Winter (sage x mae)

WIP

M4 and extrovert/introvert partner

Dancing with the M4

M4 as types of genshin players

Taking the M4 to a cat cafe

Watching SYTTD with the M4

M4 and pregnancy/adoption/childcare, the whole package

PJO au pt 3 (felix does an oopsie)

Lucan x Rime (don’t ask)

Even more crackships

Sage and Weddings

Timeline of events before Sage's route

Corruption theories

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bonniethesimmer · 8 months

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Mods/cc List

Hey everyone, (updated 12/0/23)

I am in the process of making a mods/cc list I use the most in my game. If you are just starting out, here are a few just to help get you started :).

*Download at your own risk*

House Builds/ Loading Screens-

Bonnie.TheSimmer | Creating Sims CC Homes & Loading Screens | Patreon

MODS-

Car Mod | waronkcc | creating the sims 4 cc | Patreon

Twisted Mexi- Better Build/Better Exception/TOOL and all of their mods | TwistedMexi's Sims 4 Cheats & Mods

Steady Sit | [MOD] Steady Sit & Seat Any Sim | Patreon

RPO - Relationship & Pregnancy overhaul- [Mod] Relationship & Pregnancy Overhaul, ALL-FILES-IN-ONE-CLICK - Sims 4 | Patreon

Baby Daddy/ Suga baby/ Self Care - plumlace | mods and CC for TS4 | Patreon

Realistic Personality Mods- REALISTIC ZODIAC SIGNS - DOWNLOAD | Patreon

MC Comand Center- Downloads | MC Command Center (deaderpool-mccc.com)

UI CHEATS- UI Cheats Extension v1.39 | Patreon

More columns Mod (CHOOSE 1) - More Columns in CAS v1.30 | Patreon

18years or older!!!- Basemental Drugs - Basemental Mods (basementalcc.com)

More Careers- Career – Welcome to KiaraSims4Mods!

For Poses

Teleport any sims - Andrew's Studio | Sims 4 Studio

Poses – Katverse

Cookbooks and Food |

Insimnia | Creating Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon

Somik and Severinka| Cookbook S&S [Update 26.07] | Patreon

Stirring the Pot-[6/9/23 UPDATE] Stirring the Pot v8 | Patreon

Child Birthing Mod| PandaSama | Creating Custom Content and Mods For The Sims4 | Patreon

Map Replacements:

20th Century Plumbob | creating Content for The Sims 4 | Patreon |

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Bags - PlatinumLuxeSims | Creating Luxury Inspired Sims 4 CC & 3D Models | Patreon - Saks Sims | creating Digital Content for Games | Patreon

Body Presets|

CC-Food/Nail/Artwork-

PinkGlacierz | ♡ Creating Functional Foods, Nails x Blender Tingsss ♡ | Patreon

Clothing CC-

Rimmings-RIMINGS | Creating Sims 4 Costume Content 🔮💜 | Patreon

Sentate-

Sentate | Creating Custom Content for The Sims 4 | Patreon

Camuflaje- Camuflaje | creating The Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon

Darte77-Darte77 | Creating 3d Clothes | Patreon

Eyelashes:

3D LASHES VER. 6 | Patreon

Hair:

JellyPaws | creating Custom Content | Patreon |

Simstrouble - simstrouble | Creating CC Hairstyles for The Sims 4 | Patreon |

Dogsill-dogsill | creating custom content | Patreon

Furniture |

House of Harlix

Madlen Home | Ase | Patreon

Cowbuild (tumblr.com) |

Servinka - The Sims Resource - Severinka_ |

Sundays - sundays | creating custom content for the sims 4 | Patreon

Taurus Designs - Taurus Design | creating The Sims 4 Custom Contents | Patreon |

Platinum LuxeSims - PlatinumLuxeSims | Creating Luxury Inspired Sims 4 CC & 3D Models | Patreon

Reshade tutorial - HOW TO INSTALL RESHADE TUTORIAL 2023 FOR THE SIMS 4 & MAKE GSHADE COMPATIBLE | My RADIANCE Preset✨ - YouTube

Skin Detail|

Pralinesims | bietet Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon |

northern siberia winds | creating custom content and mods for the sims 4 | Patreon |

TWISTEDCAT (tumblr.com) (HAIR and SKIN) |

The Sims Resource - Tender Skin Overlay (Female) |sims3melancholic | creating custom content for The Sims 4 | Patreon

*Please be safe while downloading*

#sims4cc #sims4mods #thesims

#thesims4

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assmaster-8000 · 3 months

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you guys will never understand just how mad i am that fictif got fucked over so last legacy will never be continued AND ILL NEVER GET TO SEE MC X RIME OR MC RIME AND FELIX POLYCULE like at this rate im just voraciously living through mc x vere because it's the closest thing ill get to rime

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uchiha-7thsingularity · 2 years

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I decide to give a short drabble of Deernap. I retyped it to give a basic awareness of the roles Mc and Rime have with each other. And to intentionally build up their relationship piece by piece. Eat it up! Last legacy fans, eat it UP!

"Have you ever been kidnapped before?"

A chilling voice ricocheted your entire world off its axis by hearing that disturbing question. Hence again, Rime was particular with his choice of words when everything he said had a deeper meaning behind it. To your surprise he had broken into your room, once again.

His wide-eyed delusional expression focused burning a hole into you, "Well, Mc! No stupid comeback from that sharp tongue of yours!"

"Not a chance."

He pauses. "Why not? Have you given up your ludicrous morality? Works for me either way. I'll still rip your throat out ever so slowly." He saunters his way to you with a sway of his hips and the click of his sandals on deft ears. Twirling his sharp dagger in his hand with a hint of excitement. Although his eagerness never reaches his eyes. You ponder on his forced mannerism.

For a while, you recognized Rime had been keeping an eye on you. Not surprised you left him notes or memos here and there. The two of you had a game of predator vs. prey, is the game. Who would take each other out first? Supposedly, his goal was to pursue his vengeance on you for purposely stealing his life. Which, obviously you didn't do it on purpose. He did not care, likewise, you did care to help him. Although, you scarcely knew a speck about him at all for that fact. Only the things you heard or his emotional monologues.

His masculine slim figure hovered over you to leave him glaring down upon your scowl you repay him with. "No, just tired of your bullshit." His eye twitches at your nonchalant ness on his intimidation tactic he reused constantly. "Such a Bitch."

"Thank you for the compliment. Are you done with the dramatics, deer boi?"

Suddenly, he snatches your wrist and pins you against the wall as you hold in a grunt. "Guess, I should know by now when to shut up. Lucky for you I only use five percent of my brain cells." With a pained expression you squint your eyes from the tears beading the corners. Threatening to slip out one by one.

Nevertheless, you instigate his patience further, "Did you know people use only seven percent of their brain cells, which is crazy, and -," his grip tightens on your wrists. Mumfling your whimpers you notice his pupils are blown out with bags under his eyes. His face is contorted to assume resentment, except, his blotchy dotted face has sweat beading his brow.

In a low whispered voice you divulge, "What is this really about this time, Rime?" You can feel his grip tighten on your wrist once more but your mind still screams at his pain more than your own. You see his jaw lockdown, "I can't stand you." Your heart aches in pieces until your gaze narrows on his lips quivering.

"You're a nuisance from day one." Sweat drips down his chin or….. is it tears. You can't tell when he hangs his head, his matted pink and white hair covering his face.

"Asleep within my nightmares I see only you. Awake I imagine only you. Fighting you makes me feel alive again." His sorrowful gaze leaps to see your dreadful manner. "Why do you haunt me endlessly, Mc?

You choke on your awaited words to comfort him. Nothing slips past your pale lips. You realize the truth. He's choosing to be vulnerable around you of all people.

But why?

With a silent beat you reach out a hand to caress his cold face. "The real question should be, "Have you ever been acknowledged for yourself before?"

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Corruption - Sage Lesath

The Last Legacy x reader brain rot continues!

Here's a blip about Sage and MC dealing with how he deals with the bloodlust or whatever.

TW: Mentions of blood, cursing/arguments - nothing graphic imo but minors DNI.

Word count: 2,770

Since dropping into Astrea, you’ve had your pick of people, places, and things to be afraid of. This world was just-similar enough to your own for you to unthinkingly sink into old habits to create a sense of normality - only for it to become shattered again at the mention of spirits, magic, and whatever mysteries of the week made themselves known.

It’s also easy to forget that your companions, the first people you have come to know in this new world, are veterans of a terrible, bloody war. Visions of the warm smiles you’ve grown used to can barely exist in the same space in your mind as tales of the tragedies they all lived through. Even in a world without the existence of psychology and mental health awareness, the impacts of such traumas are notable. It didn’t take an expert to notice the ways Anisa’s hand flexes over her sword at shadows in the room, Felix’s constant vigilance, and Sage’s…outbursts.

You call it a trauma response. Felix calls it corruption. Sage calls him a “know-it-all prick”, but the facts of the situation remain. Whatever magic Sage tapped into at one point has exacted a costly toll on him - body and mind.

Sage does his best to conceal the corruption from you. To his credit, for a long while you just assumed he’d woken up on the wrong side of the bed (or the gutter, or wherever it was he spent the night); that he’d allowed himself to get too hungry, or some other unspoken ailment that caused anger to flow from him so freely.

At first, you thought maybe his eyes were just particularly bloodshot, or that there was a trick of the light in the room that made his eyes glow crimson like that. This did not explain the way the energy, the very air, around him changed so suddenly when the corruption hit.

In the aftermath of a harrowing fight - you remember less who it was with than the concern you felt for Sage as a sword pierced him through from stomach to back - your curiosity got the best of you.

He denied your observations, of course. He suggested it was the stress, lingering shock and adrenaline from the fight that clouded your memory. He’s fine, he’s always fine. And if you’re really that worried about him, he’d welcome a more thorough examination from you anytime.

The first time is always happenstance.

Felix and Anisa cautioned you to keep an eye on Sage, though both seemed hesitant to name just what you were keeping an eye on him for. You notice they have the appearance of walking and talking on unseen eggshells around him, but the group seems to get along together well enough. And besides, there are bigger fish to fry between Elowen, Rime, and whatever else (whoever else) is out there. It’s none of your business anyways.

As fights with enemies become more frequent, so do fights amongst your friends. He “deserted” them all those years ago, you remind yourself. Seeds of distrust, once sprouted, are not so easily weeded. Never mind how accusatory Felix’s statements about loss of control, bloodlust, corruption.

There’s only so much that can be brushed under the rug of the “heat of the moment”. Sage’s threats, despite being directed towards enemies, buzz in your ears. His voice is cold and sharp as any metal in his sword. When his eyes flash that shade of red, how much of the man you’ve come to know is still behind them?

Is he still the man you’ve come to know, now that these moments of corruption are becoming more frequent?

* * *

The second time is a coincidence.

“It’s not like you’d get it if I told you.” Sage grumbles, doing his best to brush you off.

“So it is something, then,” you reply, past the point of pretense and politeness. “Like a tapeworm sort of something, or something different?”

Sage downs the pitcher the two of you are - were - sharing, before returning your steady gaze. His eyes are glassy, dark circles forming underneath them like an oil spill. He chews on nothing in particular, before responding to you in a tone so hushed you have to strain to make sure you weren’t just imagining things.

“This thing in me,” his lip trembles ever so slightly. “…when it takes over, it lights me up.”

“It lights you up.”

“That’s why I don’t say anything,” Whatever moment of vulnerability he’d opened the door to is slammed shut with the scoff of his laugh. “Forget it.”

“Don’t be like that. I’m just trying to understand.” you struggle to maintain composure.

“Oh, believe me, if I had a choice I wouldn’t be anything like this.”

He abruptly stands, ordering another pitcher of ale (gods only know how he managed to pay for it) and putting fish everywhere to shame with how fast he drinks it. You’ve almost decided to drop the topic entirely when the tremble in his voice continues.

“Once it starts, that feeling is all that’s there,” he begins. “Whatever it is, it lights me up. I feel it everywhere.”

“Sage, that’s adrenaline. It’s a normal response.” Something inside you, small and frantic, but something nevertheless, cries out for you to comfort him. You search his face, half-shadowed from behind the veil of his hair.

“You don’t get it. I can barely do anything to work against it,” his golden eyes meet yours, gaze so intense you almost wish he hadn’t. “It’s a bush fire. The second I slip up it’s waiting to burn me from the inside out.”

For the rest of the night, he only answers to the bartender.

* * *

The third time is a pattern.

“Could you at least pretend to give half a shit about yourself?”

You’re yelling at the back of Sage’s shoulders. The crash of his boots against the ground echoes, amplified by his cold silence. You’d do as good to admonish a brick wall, but your ire demands an audience.

Sage hadn’t ever been the type of man to plan, but his actions as of late have become nothing short of reckless. Between Balsam’s death, Rime’s attacks, and the thinning patience of all members of the Starsworn, hardly a day passed without the telltale flash of red in Sage’s eyes.

It matched perfectly now with the fresh splatters of red, dark against his cloak.

“Sage! I’m talking to you!” This would be comical if you weren’t on the edge of tears from sheer frustration.

“Sounds more like talking to yourself to me.” he all but snarls.

Felix planned a stakeout. The night ended in ambush; soldiers of the Lord of Shadows would’ve overwhelmed your small group if it hadn’t been for Sage. At first, you attempted to dissuade him from giving in to whatever it was that allowed him to move like that - almighty, commanding, and all but feral. After one of their shadowy weapons landed a blow to Anisa’s forearm, and another nearly trampled you, any protest you could’ve uttered would’ve fallen on deaf ears.

Your pride is bitter as you swallow it. “You’re hurt. Wait a second and let me-”

“I don’t need your damned magic,” he exclaims. His voice is hoarse, rough. You barely make out something under his breath about the gash on the back of his neck will stitch itself back together, along with a few words that sound like curses in another language.

“You’re still bleeding,” you do your best to match his pace, but the weariness in your muscles is taking over. “There’s no reason for you to track that shit all over Astrea.”

His spit is tinged with pink before it settles in the dirt somewhere to his left. Sage isn’t sure if the taste of blood in his mouth is his own, or if the flavor of someone else’s remains. His ears twitch of their own volition, privy to more sounds than Sage should be able to hear normally. Normally. Your pace is gradually slowing, he can make out from your arrhythmic footsteps and the sharp draw of your breath. A bird drills into a tree somewhere. Gnats frantically gather and then scatter around the sites of his wounds. If he tried, and if it wouldn’t surely be the thing to drive him to madness. Sage can feel the individual atoms around him vibrating one by one - or is that just his own hands trembling? There’s just too much going on right now. A growl escapes his lips before he’s able to contain it.

“...and what are you even hoping to do anyways, covered in blood like that? Scare the shit out of the first bartender you come across -”

“I’m trying to get the fuck away,” he forces each word out through clenched teeth, as though they scald his tongue on their way out.

“Away.” Your exasperation breaks way to full indignation. “You want to get away? Great. I’ll even help your sorry ass get away,” a string of colorful curses punctuates your sentence as you trip and nearly fall face-first onto the ground before righting yourself. Sage continued forward at the same pace, placing you a few additional yards behind him. “Just let me heal you first.”

Sage laughs, a sound as cold as the sound of his blade striking another only too soon ago. You falter.

“There’s nothing any of you can do to help me.” he spits again. “It’s too late.”

Somehow his words enter your ears and descend directly to your feet, holding you in place. Your mouth is dry. Sage continues to push through foliage to get further away. Your eye twitches involuntarily as the magic you’d called to your hands with the goal of healing Sage abruptly changes intention.

“Oh, get over yourself!” you yell, half-certain your gestures have been in vain and that he’d end up wandering off for gods knows how long before turning back up at Fathom, bloody as the last day you saw him. If he comes back at all, that is.

Your hypothesis is disproven when he stops in his tracks. However, you’re too incensed to stop now. A string of pejoratives is hurled in his direction, punctuated with gestures you know he is unable to see but that have to be shown regardless.

Sage counts his breaths as you curse him. He’s almost gained enough composure to begin piecing together a plan - where was he hoping to go, anyway? - when one of your comments hooks itself under his skin.

“..and while you’re at it, stop acting like you’re some kind of fucking monster!”

“Scuse me?!” he belts, turning to face you. His skin feels hot, the bloodstained clothes he’s wearing too-tight. “I’ll call it whatever the fuck I want!”

“Of course you will!” frustrated stomps meeting the ground punctuate your words as you move closer to Sage. The flush of color in your cheeks and tears threatening to spill from your eyes almost break his resolve, but the iron of your words sharpen his own indignation.

“You say it’s what you want, but you really just call it whatever makes it easiest for you. It still doesn’t make it true.”

Every cell in Sage’s body screams in agony - how could you of all people have misunderstood him so deeply?

“Easy? You think being like this is easy!?” Harsh words fall from Sage’s serrated-knife tongue. Some part of him is hoping to provoke you, to finally have you as angry with him as he deserves, to burn this bridge once and for all before he convinces himself he’s worthy to cross it again. “Before you even wake up in the morning I’m already drowning in this shit. Corruption, whatever you want to call it. And then every godsdamned second afterwards, I’m holding every scrap of myself together with a thread -”

“I didn’t say it’s easy - nothing is fucking easy.” You take another deep breath, hoping to steady yourself, but the words flow from you nonetheless. “But you call yourself a monster, and a freak, and damaged, and that makes it easier for you. It makes you FEEL better. You’re the big bad monster and everyone should hate you - just like you hate yourself. You get to be right all along. And then you get to be the hero for taking yourself away from us.”

“You don’t know anything about how I feel.” Sage’s accusation is forbidding, the white hot-ire having passed its boiling point and settling to a cold contempt.

“Well shit, there’s something we can agree on! But it’s because you never say anything about how you feel. Never show anything either until it’s all but fucking BLEEDING out of you.”

“Haven’t you noticed? That’s how I am. And this is WHAT I am.” Sage gestures to the blood rapidly drying on his gauntlet. “If you want to get pissed about it, that's your problem, not mine.”

“We’re fucking teammates, Sage. We’re each other’s godsdamned problems -”

“Don’t start that shit. Half of the times you’ve almost gotten killed have been because of ME. I gave you every godsdamned opportunity to get away from me.”

“Oh poor you!” You let out a sardonic half-laugh, half-sob. “It’s so hard, right? It’s so hard for YOU to have someone, anyone, who gives half a shit about you. If you wanted me gone so bad, why didn’t YOU just leave?”

He’s silent. Sage has left, deserted, his friends before. His hands shake as flashes of their faces, their funeral pyres, the plots of land once their homes smoldering in the dirt - his fault. Sage is not naive enough to believe he could have stopped the Lord of Shadows or his minions from razing his comrades to the ground - but a part of him wishes he’d gone down with them. If he’d gotten what he deserved, it’d be his ashes scattered underneath Porriman’s boots.

You get no reply, and make no reply yourself. You sit, your back pressing heavily into the bark of the tree you rest upon. If not for Sage’s tail flicking back and forth he could’ve been a statue, muscles clenched tight and unmoving gaze fixed on a point far behind you.

He sighs, sending a puff of condensation out like a rain cloud. Although still, Sage’s mind was moving a thousand miles a minute. This was nothing in comparison to his heart.

“Sorry.” Sage says, his voice raw and raspy from your argument. He moves closer to you, slow steps heavy with compunction. “I’m not saying you’re right. I’m just sorry.”

“I’m not asking for you to be sorry, and I’m not asking to be right. I’m asking to be your teammate. How can you expect to trust me, or anyone for that matter, if you can’t even trust yourself?” You don’t look in his direction when you reply, instead gazing above at the sky and blinking back tears of frustration.

This is the reason you’ve been alone. This is the price you pay for your power - loss of control, and loss of everyone around you. This, and your words, buzz in Sage’s ears.

You reach up, taking his hand in yours, and pull it until you get his attention. “You can trust me, you know.”

The second your skin meets his, the buzzing stops. Sage looks down at you, barely able to make out your words. The night sky reflects in your pupils, dazzling back at him. His protests die in his throat.

“And none of that ‘about as far as you can throw me’ shit.” you chide. His palm is coated in a thin sheen of sweat, his skin feels fevered. “I know nothing is easy, but I’m willing to work on it if you are. Together - like a team does.”

Together. The word felt foreign in Sage’s mind; he couldn’t imagine hearing the syllables form to make the word come out of his mouth. He can remember brief moments from his past where he felt at peace with the word, he can remember the grief from times when together was a promise fate couldn’t keep. Tulsi. Balsam. Lucan. Felix and Anisa, all those years ago.

While Sage’s mind is unsure of how to answer your proposal, his body responds with the clenching of his hand around your own. His fingers entwine with yours, squeezing lightly. Together.

“Don’t get all mushy on me,” Sage mumbles. “Now, is it too late for you to take a look at that cut on my back?”

Sage doesn’t know much about magic, but he believes without a doubt the smile on your face did the healing job better than a spell could.

#sage lesath x reader #sage lesath #last legacy #fictif last legacy

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