"Think Of It Like This. You're My Favorite Pet. I Have To Make Sure You're Safe And Never Run Away."

"Think of it like this. You're my favorite pet. I have to make sure you're safe and never run away."

The Dollmaker - (Short AU)

He was careful when he assembled her parts; careful carving her sensitive and miniscule areas, molding it into shape, digging his fingers to make crevices, almost intimately, and patting it gently, as if reassuring it. He was gently when he popped each limb in its sockets.

He made sure it was accurate–he wanted her to be the best –the most beautiful. He bought her a sparkly dress, a pair of lacy socks, and pointe shoes. He bought her pearls, and he fashioned a corsage with a flower that will never wither, just for her.

He painted her face; added humanly details. Her eyelids–painted shimmering pink, glittering when the rays of the light hit it. Cheeks were rosy, lips were glossy.

And then, with his own magic, he breathed life to her.

She wobbled; he caught her. He let out a chuckle. She moved her mouth, trying to mimic him, but there was no sound. So, he kissed her.

With the kiss, she gained her voice. Her voice, small, let out a soft noise. He looked at her dearly.

“Shall we test your limbs?”

She hummed.

They danced.

“Aren’t you a pretty doll?”

Indeed, she is.

A pretty doll pliant under the hands of her maker.  

𝕬 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝕯𝖎𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗…

@la-llama-sims

Day IV - Filthy Rich

Who says it was the Fengs that are filthy rich? No, no. You're mistaken. It's none other than Lana Beau! She likes to make grown men cry, remember?!

The sweet smell of popcorn and roasted almonds leads you deeper into the fairground until you eventually stop near a young woman with fiery red hair. There are a bunch of cards in front of her. She smiles kindly at you, but her attention wanes when a blond gentleman approaches her table. You can't make out their conversation, but deep down you admire his bravery. Facing your future is no easy decision. You don't know yet, that this will be his first mistake for the evening.

"From the day we met, I knew I'd hurt you eventually. It was inevitable, but I regretted it every step along the way."

The sweet smell of popcorn and roasted almonds leads you deeper into the fairground until you eventually stop near a young woman with fiery red hair. There are a bunch of cards in front of her. She smiles kindly at you, but her attention wanes when a blond gentleman approaches her table. You can't make out their conversation, but deep down you admire his bravery. Facing your future is no easy decision. You don't know yet, that this will be his first mistake for the evening.