Full Name: Ekaterina Olga Ivanov
Title(s): Empress Regnant of Simsdom Empire
Nickname(s): Kat, Kitty
Birthday: January 13th
Residence(s): Imperial Palace (Glimmerbrooke)
Previous Names/Titles: Crown Princess of Simsdom Empire, Crown Princess Ekaterina Ivanov-Norton, Princess of Britechester, Duchess of Foxbury, Queen Consort of Willow Creek
Parents: TIM Tsar Alexei & Tsarina Nadia Ivanov
Spouse: HIH Prince-Consort Matthew Norton
Children: Crown Princess Ophelia, Princess Rosalind, Prince Benedict
HIH Prince Consort Matthew Norton
Full Name: Matthew Richard Norton
Title(s): Prince-Consort of Simsdom Empire, Admiral in Imperial Navy
Nickname(s): Matt, Matty
Birthday: October 27th
Residence(s): Imperial Palace (Glimmerbrooke)
Previous Names/Titles: Crown Prince of Willow Creek, King of Willow Creek, Prince of Britechester, Duke of Foxbury
Parents: TM King Richard & Queen Sophia Norton
Spouse: HIM Tsarina Ekaterina Ivanov
Children: Crown Princess Ophelia, Princess Rosalind, Prince Benedict
HIH Crown Princess Ophelia Ivanov
Full Name: Ophelia Nadia Ivanov
Title(s): Crown Princess of Simsdom Empire, Princess of Britechester, Duchess of Foxbury
Nickname(s): O
Birthday: May 4th
Residence(s): Darkwing House (Britechester), Maritime Manor (Foxbury)
Previous Names/Titles: Princess of Simsdom Empire
Parents: HIM Tsarina Ekaterina & HIH Prince Matthew
Partner: Naval Cadet Luke Marin
Children: N/A
Naval Cadet Luke Marin
Full Name: Luke Arthur Marin
Title(s): Naval Cadet in Imperial Navy
Nickname(s): N/A
Birthday: February 8th
Residence(s): Darkwing House, Marin Family Residence (Britechester)
Previous Names/Titles: N/A
Parents: Mrs. Allison Marin & Mr. Owain Marin
Partner: HIH Crown Princess Ophelia Ivanov
Children: N/A
HIH Prince Benedict Ivanov
Full Name: Benedict Richard Ivanov
Title(s): Prince of Simsdom Empire, Marquess of Gibbs Hill, Naval Cadet in Imperial Navy
Nickname(s): Ben, Benny
Birthday: July 20th
Residence(s): Imperial Palace (Glimmerbrooke), Gibbs Hill House (Britechester)
Previous Names/Titles: N/A
Parents: HIM Tsarina Ekaterina & HIH Prince Matthew
Partner: Miss Taylor Prescott
Children: N/A
Miss Taylor Prescott
Full Name: Taylor Eloise Prescott
Title(s): N/A
Nickname(s): Tay
Birthday: February 27th
Residence(s): Prescott Family Residence (Henford)
Previous Names/Titles: N/A
Parents: Mr. Prescott
Partner: HIH Prince Benedict Ivanov
Children: N/A
HIM Dowager Tsarina Nadia Ivanov
Full Name: Nadia Katherine Ivanov
Title(s): Dowager Tsarina of Simsdom Empire
Nickname(s): Nadie
Birthday: July 7th
Residence(s): Hayes Park (Glimmerbrooke)
Previous Names/Titles: Princess Nadia Amsberg of Cestana, Tsarina Nadia Ivanov
Parents: TM King Leopold & Queen Wilhelmine Amsberg of Cestana
Spouse: HIM Tsar Alexei Ivanov
Children: Tsarina Ekaterina, Queen Anastasia, Queen Misha, Princess Maria, Prince Nickolai, Princess Natasha, Prince Yuri, Prince Ygor, Princess Yelena
I always found it funny how in MTV's Finding Carter (show about a kidnapped girl being found many years later and being brought back to her family including her twin sister), they cast an actress who has a twin IRL (who is also an actress), Kathryn Prescott (Emily from Skins) and Megan Prescott (Katie Fucking Fitch)
but they chose not to cast her and cast another actress (Anna Jacoby-Heron) who looks nothing like her instead?
like they had a twin available right there (and an actress to boot) but they were like, no thanks, let's try something else
Do I love them or am I in love with the idea of them? They’re always on my mind, I’ve known them for a while, I’d do anything for them. Is it love? I feel that I don’t know them deep enough to love but the feeling is so strong, could it be love?
Victoria: [looking for someone to hang out with]
Victoria, scrolling through her contacts: Nathan, Taylor, Courtney, Max.
Victoria, confused: Nathan, Taylor, Courtney, Max?
Victoria, terrified: Nathan, Taylor, Courtney, Max?!
Victoria: How can I only have four friends?! And one of them is Max!
summary: sidney can’t take her eyes off that new dress that you’re wearing. she was soon to find out that you only bought it for the sole reason of her taking it off you.
warning: heavy making out and a little bit of sensual talking but that’s as far as it goes sorry babes
note: a songfic of dress by taylor swift :)
Sidney couldn't believe you were dressed like that. You weren't someone to that much skin unless you were in the comfort of your own home with her. It, if she were being honest, turned her on that you looked that good for everyone to see but only she could have you.
Little to her understanding, you only bought this dress for the sole reason to impress her. You knew she always thought you were beautiful, even with just a sweatshirt on. She always made sure to show that.
The dress was tight fitting and black, highlighting the best parts of your body. It stopped mid-thigh with a slit on the side. Sidney couldn't stop staring at your chest; how low the cut of the dress was.
Sidney didn't even have an appetite for her meal in front of her. The dim lighting of the restaurant highlighting your jawline made her want to just throw herself across the table and start marking you as hers right here, right now.
Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo.
But she noticed the way that you purposely took your time eating, letting her eagerly wait for you. You watched her fingers wrap around her wine glass, slowly taking as sip as she maintained eye contact with you. She was clearly trying to tease you right back.
When the check finally came to the table, she whipped out her cash and placed it down on the table. To call her fast would be an understatement. She probably overpaid too, but she was too occupied to count all those bills.
You both rushed into the car, and she would've took you right here, but she wanted to take her time with you, as impatient as she was.
Her knuckles turn white from her grip on the steering wheel. You smile at her, and she can feel your gaze, so she takes one hand off and places it on your thigh.
As soon as you make it in the house, Sidney's pinning you against the closed front door. She leans forward to kiss you. It's so hot, you could've melted from the heat boiling between you both. Her antsy hands against your waist channel every bit of anticipation.
"God you look so fucking beautiful," she says messily, drunk on you already. Your hands wrap around her body and slip her coat off of her shoulders, throwing it down onto the ground.
She takes this as the time to grab your hand and bring you into the bedroom. Even though nobody else lives here, she still shuts the door. "That dress is so gorgeous on you," she says, just observing your body under the dimmed light.
Your cheeks burn a bright shade of red and you feel a little dizzy from this all. "Oh baby, are you blushing? my pretty girl wore this just to impress me, didn't she?"
You get closer to her, bringing your lips up to her ear, enough to brush against the flesh there as you spoke, "mhm. I only bought it so you can take it off."
Now she's the one feeling hot. She kisses you again, full of desire and excitement. And all of a sudden her hands are on your back, unzipping your dress. Goosebumps arise all over your body as her cold hands merely brush against you skin.
She sneaks her fingers under the thin straps and lets the entire piece fall to the ground in a pile at your feet. The cold air touching your bare skin makes you shiver but then her body's rubbing against yours again as she kisses you and you're not so cold anymore.
You tug at the hem of her blouse a couple times before ripping it off above her head. She lightly pushes you back until you fall onto the bed. She looks down at you as she rips her jeans off, climbing back on as quick as she can. Neither of you can get enough of each other.
You reach your hand up to squeeze her covered breast and she throws her head back, mouth wide open. "Fuck, y/n," she says breathily, craving more of your wandering hands.
Carve your name into my bedpost.
But instead, she pins your hands above your head and stares down at you, right into your hazy eyes, her face only mere inches apart from yours. You're not sure if the wine you're smelling is off of her or yourself, you just know it's completely going to your head.
"Staring problem?" you tease and tuck her hair behind her ear so you can see your favorite face better.
She bites down on her lip, hard enough to draw blood but she doesn't even realize it. "I can't help it, you're so pretty like this.” You’re sure your hairs all messy and tangled at this point, your makeup’s most likely smudged, but even in your worst times, she sees the best of you.
She moves down your body, kissing from your chest right to your belly button, lightly dragging her nails along with her on your sides. “My gorgeous girl. All mine.”
As you look down at her, leaning up on your elbows, you realize that buying that dress wasn’t such an awful idea.
Had a thought. Lets say we get a LIS slice of life game where no one dies or a dating sim and we can do Amberpricefield, but also play matchmaker. These are the pairings I came up with
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synopsis: After a fight, you both chose to never ever talk to each other anymore. And so you both did, until the night mists take over your minds.
warnings: none.
It's over. Completely, totally, hopelessly over. It's been a week since Sidney last saw you. Even more since she last heard your voice. And she's fine. Sidney is just fine. It's over, she's done with you and your problems and your face and anything and anyone that's part of your life. Sidney couldn't care less.
But she does. It's the only thing Sidney can think about since you took your things and went back to your home. Sidney didn't saw you anymore, but she can't stop picturing your face whenever her mind fly away. Sidney didn't heard your voice anymore, but sometimes she thinks you're calling her when you're not.
That's why she is awake at 2 am. Sidney woke up, almost fell from ther bed, so certain that you were calling her. But it was just a dream. Just a bitter dream.
Sidney tried to sleep, it didn't work. She tried to think about something else, it didn't work. Sidney called Tatum, but she was dreaming already. She walked around her house, made popcorn, watched horror movies: nothing worked. Nothing stopped her from thinking about you.
So she did the last thing a sleepy teenager should've: she robbed the key of her father's car and drove around the city. Just drive straight ahead until her mind stop yelling your name. Just wait until she stop wishing you could just come back to her.
It's been a thirteen days since you hung up the phone the way you did. A week since you last saw her walkind down the hall of your college. A week since you both break up. A week since you said you would never, ever, ever, talk to her again.
And it's been a week since all you can do is cry because Sidney let you go. A week since all you can do is wish she was right here, right, saying that ir's all good. You just... wish she would.
You couldn't sleep tonight. You tried, but soon you understood it was another long night alone with your thoughts. You cried watching The Princess Bride. You did everything you could, but nothing cured your broken heart.
Headlights pass the window pane of your house. Even that made you think about Sidney. About how you wish you could travel in time and stopped that fight. You even heard her voice calling you. Even that your mind was...
"C'mon! Are you really sleeping? Open you door!"
Slowly, you walked towards your window. You opened it with closed eyes, and then you looked to your garden. "Sidney?"
"I... I was driving around." Sidney licked her lips. "And when I looked I was on your front yard."
"And?"
"And wish you knew that I'd never forget you as long as I live, and..." Sidney breath in, colecting all her courage. "And if you ever miss me I'll be there. I'll be wating for you."
You closed your window. And opened your door.
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