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lazyislays · 9 months

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Girl’s night!

The girls from sunset valley have a sleepover!

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greenplumbboblover · 3 months

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Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 8

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aridridge · 1 year

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holly alto & bebe hart

#ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4mm #ts4edit #s4edit #ts4 portrait #sims4edit #simsedit #ts4 cas #arcas #holly alto #bebe hart #ts3 to ts4

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gladyssite · 9 days

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Bebe Hart - Hart Family TS3

Bebe Hart has a hard time as the only responsible person in the entire Hart lineage. It's no secret in the neighborhood that both of her parents are slightly insane, so Bebe feels that the neighbors' eyes have been scrutinizing her for ages, just waiting to see if she'll crack too.

#ts4 #ts3 to ts4 #bebe hart #ts4 lookbook #maxis premades #sunset valley #gladyssite

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nikkeisimmer · 1 month

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The End of Days

Prologue:

I grew up during the Cold War, when everything seemed very tenuous. For many years, right up until the fall of the Berlin Wall, I had vivid nightmares of nuclear apocalypse. ~ Justin Cronin ...for a little town in Canada, where we grew up didn’t have much in the way of sophistication. We had a school, we had a main street in our down town, a couple of shopping centers and we had two main high-schools that were rivals to each other. We got up in the morning, went to school, and came home in the afternoon, ate dinner, did our homework and went to bed. Yet like the big cities in the United States, we did nuclear “take cover” drills. As if hiding under a desk was going to help us when the big one went off just down in Vancouver. At the time, warheads on ICBMs were at least a megaton in yield. One dropping on Maple Ridge Municipal Airport would have annihilated the entire town and left it a scorched ruin. ~ Haruo Chikamori

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River’s viewpoint

It started out like any other day. It was June, school was out, the weather was warm and sunny and Haruo and I had graduated high-school. We were young adults preparing, at last, to take on the world; to make something of ourselves. Eventually, Haruo and I would have jobs and be making money enough to get married and then well, to have kids. To start a family of our own. At least that was the plan. We had just put down §14,700 on a lot of our own, after combining the savings that both Haruo and I had. Of course, we loved the lot and the fact that our intention was to improve upon it as our finances grew. We had nothing but a tent that we laid down; my only source of entertainment came from an easel that we managed to pick up. I loved painting and Haruo wanted nothing more than to make me happy. While he toiled and laboured at making a garden for us and eventually making it so that we were self-sustaining, I got to paint to my heart’s content. There were no signs that we were aware of that the plans we had would come to an abrupt end, however looking back on things now twenty years later, we had hints that we’d missed along the way. Not ominous ones that would instantaneously let us know that we were all living on borrowed time, but ones that proved to be significant when you added them all up together.

Like the meteor that Phil found in Central Park. To us it was a fortuitous event as it brought us a decent chunk of change. But to us that was all it was. Just a chance event that was lucrative. Well, that chance event was more than just chance. It was portent of what was coming. As it was, many more meteors would be coming from the heavens.

We had all pitched in, the five of us to purchase the lot at 15 Summerhill Court which left us with approximately §42,455.00 simoleons.

While I picked up an easel and started painting, Bebe and Clarissa, Phil’s girlfriend, had gone down to Central Park to fish, while Phil had gone to pick up the remnants of the meteor that fell. Presumably Phil was going to Aleister’s to drop off the meteorites on consignment and we would see around five in the afternoon roughly how much we would get back for them. My boyfriend, Haruo, decided that he was going to go hunting for meat and gathering vegetables and fruits. Phil, however, did return before my boyfriend did so he set about creating an oven with stones that we could use to cook whatever Bebe and Clarissa managed to catch. And when my boyfriend did return he could clean and cook the fish up. Meanwhile, I was trying to get some paintings together so that I could sell them to the consignment store in hopes that would give us some money to build a shelter before winter came. For roughly about §150.00 we had a workable kitchen set-up. Bathing and eliminating waste though was another matter – the only option we had for bathing was to go down to the water’s edge and take a nice long dip in the water, washing our hair and body with a sponge. Eliminating involved digging a hole and using it to do our numbers one and two.

The morning cleared up and the clouds went away. And we were blessed with a nice sunny day. Unbeknownst to us we were being prepared for the end-times with a celebration of what idyllic life was. Little did we know it was going to be our last for the longest time. How was the world going to end? We didn’t know at the time. Nor would the revelation of just how it would end gave us any comfort.

#Sims 3 - The End of Days #Sims 3 Fanfiction #Haruo and River #River McIrish #Haruo Chikamori #Phil and Clarissa #Phil Burrows #Bebe Hart #sims 3 story #sims 3 screenshots #sims 3 gameplay #Sims 3 Apocalypse

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psy-bak · 8 months

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My headkanon is Holly, who fell in love with Viji because he is similar in character to her parents, but at the same time completely different from them in values. Teenage rebellion!

#art #illustration #illustrators on tumblr #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 gameplay #holly alto #bebe hart #fan art #artwork #digital art #the sims #the sims community #Viji Alvi

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rosypixels · 2 months

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florence decided to go around to her best friend bebe's house with hayden!

#ts3 #sims 3 #the sims 3 #ts3 legacy #evergreen #evergreeng1 #bebe hart #florence evergreen #hayden evergreen

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ecofinisher · 7 months

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"Barbie Selfies" with Sims characters

Never cared about doing this, but for procrastination issues (and seeing random ones of other fandoms) I just made some.

I realized, 3 out of 4 teenage girls in Sunset Valley are actually "Mar-Sues"

Was gonna use "weirdo" but changed to bookworm as she actually is one. Weirdo is kinda insulting for her :/

I don't know. I'm using internet pictures because I'm too lazy to turn the game on to take a screenshot. This isn't the best one, but I hated the ones on wikia 😀Should have said "artist" as her bio states her to be one, but she only has one fricking skill point there 😐

She's no. 4. The one punching people (According to bio)

Fun fact, the boys actually have all a different personality. Here we have "a bad boy"

The "play boy"

The "ball boy"

And the "Good boy"

AND RANDOM TRASH

And something I want to get rid off, before deleting it.

#barbie the movie #barbie selfie generator #barbie 2023 #barbie selfie meme #barbie selfie ai #the sims 3 #michael bachelor #ethan bunch #vj alvi #parker langerak #holly alto #bebe hart #lisa bunch #river mcirish #memes #weird shit

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wildmelon · 2 years

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teens of sunset valley

vs. last year’s yearbook pics:

I haven’t been feeling inspired for the high school pack & I’ve been missing sims 3, so I decided to remake some iconic sunset valley teens & added some low qual pics of how they originally look in case u forgot ✨ these guys usually became relevant to my gameplay around prom time ❤️ this was actually so fun I might make some more.

cc: @barbieaiden @pralinesims @aharris00britney @sheabuttyr @caio-cc @serenity-cc @johnnysimmer @darte77 cerberus cc

doodle pngs: @thatporcelain on deviantart :)

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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year

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Bebe Hart & Holly Alto What if we lived in the same town and were both good and our parents had bad reputations we were actively fighting against and we were both girls?

#what then?#sims 3 #sims 3 art #Bebe Hart: -worrying frantically about whether or not she'll inherit her parents' mental illnesses as she struggles to project absolute #normalcy to counter the town's image of her as already doomed to crack. if not genetically then due to the pressure of having to be the #sole responsible one in her family-#Holly Alto: -crawling into her window- BEBE!! My parents just blew up a car and I'm gonna recycle the scrap metal. Do you want some?#I think it'd make a pretty sweet necklace!!#(That's how I see their relationship)#Holly's story could be dramatic too but whenever I played them as a kid she was just some goofball #Bebe: -spiraling-............(Holly shows up) ohmy god!!! Holly!!! <3 #Holly Alto #Bebe Hart #sims art #bea art tag #I love sims 3 outfits...the 2000's fashion...-chefs kiss- it's a period piece

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simnationlifebefore · 9 months

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cassandragoth26 · 5 months

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UHHH to understand the origin of Julie Van Garden (My sim) I first have to explain how jasdjasdd came out and why she is "Van Garden-Pancakes" It all starts with Philip Pancakes and Bebe Hart (Yes, I recreated her to be Bob Pancakes' mother jajsadj) who had the twins Mindy and Stella, Mindy is the typical grumpy teenager and Stella is crazy about the boys in her class.

Let's say Bob didn't get along very well with Mindy... But come on! What if he got along well with Stella! Julie Van Garden's mother!

The twins got along well with both their father and mother, as did Bob (Although Mindy was closer to her mother than Stella, who got along better with her father, they were both "daddy's girls")

Since I finished with the context of Bob Pancakes' family (Yes, I also think it's past, technically, I spent a year playing a game where I played with all the townies, but since infants (the update for the infants had not yet been released).

The Van Garden are a legacy that I started in LS2 reaching the second generation and in LS3 I left them in the 5th generation (I want to take it up again but at the same time... It's a lot xd especially that in 2010 I don't know how I managed to manage large families with many generations Weatherwax, that is another long story that I will tell in due course, I just have to prepare everything ajasjdj) But I want to introduce you to the Van Gardens from the 3rd generation.

They are Ricky, Danielle and Francois Van Garden, triplets who were the 3rd generation

We start with Ricky Van Garden (The oldest of the triplets) I don't remember who the hell had the twins with, they are Roger and Melissa Van Garden (They are 16 days away from becoming adults)

Ricky had a love affair with Stella Pancakes and from there Julie Van Garden was born (She is a teenager)

Roger married Rin Nakamura and they had Ximena Van Garden (Girl) Rin is older than Roger, as Rin is 14 days away from becoming an adult, and Roger is 16 days away.

Melissa.. Very pretty and all, but you don't know how much anger I have towards this woman xd She did not marry, she simply fell in love with Mako Nakamura and gave him 2 children, Hanako (Girl) and Yukio Nakamura (Toddler). Melissa, like Roger, is 16 days away from becoming an adult. Although Mako is younger than her, he is 20 days away from becoming a young adult. He is Rin's younger brother.

Danielle married John Beck, and had Rhea Beck (She is in her youth, is YA and dates Lou Howell) and Oliver Beck (A very talented teenager like her older sister by the way, but they are very different... And very polyamorous... Ah... xd)

Francois married Keila and they had Diane Montagnier (Diane Van Garden) Diane is now an adult and is 24 days away from reaching old age. Fun Fact about Diane: She is the only Van Garden who doesn't have freckles.

Diane marries Kasen, with whom she has 3 children, Paul Montagnier (Teenager), Alysha Montagnier (Girl) and Briggette Montagnier (Toddler)

And that's it, it's the origin of Julie Van Garden, niece of Bob Pancakes ajjsdaj

Julie currently has this style (Plus I found out that this crazy woman joined the renegades ajsdhahsd... My sims kind of have a life of their own, help)

#bob pancakes #eliza pancakes #bebe hart #sims 4

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greenplumbboblover · 3 months

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Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 8

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cassandra-goths-wife · 2 years

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Pride Month Writing Challenge, Day 26: In a World of Our Own (Lesbian Holly Alto)

Holly’s another one of those sims who I looked at once and decided she was gay. She’s also just… one of those sims who I love way too much for absolutely no reason.

Holly’s slender fingers danced across the keys, producing a melancholic yet enchanting melody. A song dedicated to the moon itself. She watched as her best friend swayed and twirled around the vacant living room. Her form was far from perfect, but Holly loved watching Bebe leap and spin like she was a prima ballerina. Holly knew she’d never stepped into a ballet studio, but here that didn’t matter. When they were alone together, they could be anything they wanted to be.

Bebe could be a ballerina, despite not having the money to afford ballet lessons. Holly could have nice parents who were respected in the community.

Holly stood up and took Bebe’s hands, humming the piece she’d just finished playing. Slowly they glided across the floor, tripping a bit as they went. That was okay, though; they laughed it off and kept going.

Holly never wanted this to end, but when the front door creaked open, she knew it had to. She let go of Bebe’s hands right as her mother walked into the room.

#holly alto #bebe hart #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 #sunset valley #sunset valley premades #cgw #pride month writing challenge 2022

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hubris-hood · 2 years

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She's on her wayyyyyyyyy

Meanwhile, Bebe Hart is befriending Scot Land. The weird, beardy, dapper kids have to stick together.

#ts2 #hubris hood #nhood: sunset valley #nhood: widespot #bebe hart #scot land

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nikkeisimmer · 14 days

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Sunset Valley - End of Days

Chapter Two - "Unlucky Survivors" - Part II

River’s Journal – December 31st, 1989 - January 6th, 1990

Greg was busy playing with his Imaginary friend. He loved that doll, it seemed. Masaharu told me that one of the potions that he’d created was something that he had no idea what it did. He’d drunk one himself just to see what it did, but it did nothing – it was a gold-colored fluid and we had no idea what it was supposed to do. Hopefully Masaharu would be OK. He said he hadn’t suffered any ill-effects from it at any rate. It probably would be best if he didn’t do that again.

Bebe, taking matters into her own hands knowing that Holly was lonely - there wasn’t anyone her age to pair up with. So using the science station, Bebe asked Masaharu to donate some of his genetic code so that she could make a clone of him. Masaharu, I don’t know if he really put much thought into this, but he readily agreed. I’m not sure I would have wanted another clone of Haruo wandering around with someone else. But Bebe...well, she is a bird of another feather

Unfortunately, that particular science station cloning experiment failed and it seemed as though that was going to be a dead-end. However Clarissa got in on the act and decided that she would make a clone drone potion which Bebe, once she got that in her hot little hands, handed over to Masaharu who used it on himself. After the nice dark cloud that enveloped him dissipated, there was a young man who stood beside Masaharu that was practically for all intents and purposes the exact duplicate of him. He was a strapping young man who bore a striking resemblance to Masaharu. Masaharu named him Torahide. Torahide would probably get himself a haircut to differentiate himself from Masaharu, but for now...he was going to take time to get to know Holly.

Because we were in this bunker and unable to go out a lot of us were going stir-crazy including the plumbots. Felix bided his time by breaking space-rocks. So could my fiancé but the likelihood of him breaking his hand was probably on the order of six times as likely as Felix. Felix has a metal hand so the worst he could get is a severe dent which he could use a ball-pen hammer to iron out – my fiancé would probably end up with all the bones in his hand shattered which now with no medical help, would require an amputation of the hand because there would be no way to put the pieces back together. I tried to keep from laughing as the last time I saw we had roughly about four or five gemstones.

Now we have almost one hundred. And Felix is still going at it.

Thank goodness for things to do in this bunker. Torahide gravitated towards the sculpting station and was making immediate strides in creating sculptures in clay. Currently he was working on an alluring, at least to males – it did nothing for me other than to remark on what a nice sculpture it was, sculpture of a woman in Greek robes holding a bowl. Masaharu commented that he hoped that Torahide could make one of those in stone one of these days. Hopefully Bebe didn’t hear that.

My fiancé was taking the opportunity to teach himself how to play the violin. Unfortunately at this current point it was sounding like a cat was getting tortured. It would be a while before he worked his way up to it sounding like Haifetz playing the J.S. Bach Partita in B minor as my classical snob (~aside – oh I’m sorry, baroque snob...BWV 1002, II. Double, good heavens!) likes to state. With that and the fact that he had a gorgeous concert grand piano (9 footer) in the living area, we were somewhat able to take some enjoyment out of being cooped up in the bunker. To assuage his love of music, he also had a harpsichord and a organ...don’t know how he managed to fit that in there but evidently the pipes were encased within the interior walls of the bunker...with sections of wall having grates to allow the sound to somewhat escape. If it means that he won’t go bats-in-the-belfry, I’m all for it. Luckily he has not expressed a penchant to play Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D minor – that piece is scary enough as it is and especially considering the situation we’re in, I’m not sure I want to hear that piece again. Phil on the other hand was making friends with the younger family members. That presumably was his childish trait kicking in. He had brought plenty of comics, manga and anime to watch on TV, which luckily were not affected by the nuclear blast’s electromagnetic pulse (EMP). So he would sit for a couple of hours and watch Jem and the Holograms, Transformers, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or GI Joe.

“Sandi...did you see the last episode of the Ninja Turtles?”

“No...Uncle Phil...you’re weird...I don’t watch that stuff.”

Mornings were a bit awkward. When we were in high-school, I was a high-school senior and...

Parker Langerak was a junior, which meant that I was in my graduation year and had committed to Haruo and going steady with him when Parker started expressing interest in me. I’ve had to discourage him quite emphatically from pursuing his interest in me. And well, now we were all stuck in this bunker together.

But what he realizes is that this bunker is his survival as it is with all of us. We all have to work together to move humanity forward from now on. He will find someone, but that someone won’t be me. I'm a grown woman thrown into surrogate motherhood and Parker's still a teen. He needs to find someone that he is more suited to. My fiancé Haruo has asked me to marry him and that’s the way it is now.

My husband-to-be is the one who stepped up to become Sam’s surrogate father thus making me Sam’s surrogate mother so be it. Whether we feel ready for it or not, we have to step up to the plate and hope that we can succeed at raising a child from the age of toddler-hood all the way to young adulthood. And we don’t stop being a parent when they leave the nest. We are their parents for all time. The fact that Haruo has shouldered this on himself has made me love him all the more. If anyone had told me, “River, you’re going to be a mother six months after you graduate.” I would have told them that they were nuts. Yet here I am. I’m a mother to a toddler who is just about to age up to child who will be going to get tutored in things that will allow him to thrive in this new world where there are no laws regarding education nor any formal education curriculum. We have all been forced to grow up quickly in order to get by in this new situation we find ourselves in.

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