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And Then They Kissed is a Sims 4 Get Famous story written by TheLivingLenSims. The road to fame is different for everyone, from professionally trained artists, to hustling musicians, to those who just stumbled in at the right time. It can be a glamorous life once you find yourself amongst the stars, but it doesn't guarantee that your troubles are all behind you. Addiction, heartbreak, and hopelessness are always just around the corner. Follow along as these characters navigate through the ups and downs as they decide if the lime light is really worth the pain along the way.

 

Features: POC, LGBTQ+, Sex, Violence, Strong Language, Addiction

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Chapter 1 (9/?)

My suitcase was packed and stowed away in the car. Dinner was full of chatter and laughing, more so than usual, as if everyone knew that if we stopped talking someone would eventually be overcome with emotion. My dad hadn’t broken yet, but I was sure as soon as we were alone at the airport, he’d break down and I would lose it to. I would hold it off until the very last moment. I wanted to remember these last hours at home.   When we had finished and cleared the plates there was nothing

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Chapter 1 (8/?)

***** NSFW CONTENT BELOW *****         Nerves were hitting both of us hard; I couldn’t tell if it was me trembling or him. As Noah asked for the umptieth time this was what I wanted, I hushed him. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted Noah to be my first, my last, my everything. I reassured him again that I was ready again with kiss and as he cradled me in his arms, he slowly lowered me to the bed to embrace bliss.   ... ♪ ...    

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Chapter 1 (7/?)

It didn’t even sound like my voice when I said it: “I’m ready.” But it certainly had been me talking considering how Noah was now staring at me in surprise. It took him a few moments to recover and clearing his voice he laughed nervously.   Noah: I…I guess I knew there was more to you inviting me over.   Ivy: …So?   Noah: You’re…you’re sure?   Ivy: Yeah…   Noah: Forreal? This isn’t at all motivated by…the fact that you’re about to move cross-coun

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Chapter 1 (6/?)

This might have been the most impulsive thing I had ever done. Indigo typically had to drag me along to her bad girl antics, considering I was always paranoid dad would figure out when I had been drinking or meeting up with Noah without asking first. I felt bold tonight. I was an adult now. I was fully within my right to make this choice, right? Right. Still, I felt a little flip in my tummy when I thought again about what I was doing. Maybe Noah would get here and I would just chicken out. Ugh,

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Chapter 1 (5/?)

She’d been gone since we were 10. Car crash. The roads were icy and the salt trucks hadn’t been out that evening; she hit a patch of black ice on her way home from work. It was no one’s fault.   It was a mantra that I’d memorized to dispense anytime anyone asked me about my mother. My father was always telling me and Indigo how much we looked like her. If it hadn’t been for all the pictures of our parents strewn across the house, I would have had to take his word on it; after a few yea

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Chapter 1 (4/?)

The light ‘tap, tap’ on my door frame broke my train of thought. I looked up to see Indigo already closing the door behind her. Even though we’d lived in separate bedrooms for several years now, she always managed to make herself right at home in mine. I was convinced she’d developed some type of twin separation anxiety. It was surprising she hadn’t been the one dreading our final days under the same roof.   I’d been holed up in my room for most of the day, packing my remaining possess

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Chapter 1 (3/?)

Indigo fiddled with the camera settings, still somewhat unacquainted with the differences between her last one. Noah and I chatted while she worked on figuring it out. Despite all my sadness, I was really excited for him. While Indigo and I would be staying on campus for our first years of university, he would be going straight into a real apartment; the perks of being a rich kid I supposed. He said it wasn’t anything too fancy, but it would still be a lot nicer than trying to fit your entire li

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Chapter 1 (2/?)

With Indigo now soundly inside our house, Noah turned to me and asked what had me so entranced. I had been doing that mile-long stare for a while now. It used to only happen periodically when I thought upon our futures for a little too long, but these days, it was hard to catch me not completely swallowed by the void mid-conversation.   Del Sol Valley. That’s where I would be headed in the next few days. It had been a big shock when I received my admissions decision; not only had I got

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Chapter 1 (1/?)

Sable Square, Brindleton Bay...   August was the worst. I had firmly held on to that belief for several years now, quoting my reasons without hesitation.   For one, it managed to always be the hottest time of the year in Brindleton Bay, which otherwise enjoyed a rather cool and tolerable temperature. We only just managed to afford air conditioning this year but were still forbidden from turning it on unless it got truly unbearable. In the meanwhile, we had to resort to our ol

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Prologue (8/8)

***** NSFW CONTENT BELOW *****         I kissed him first. Pushing myself up to where his lips hung just inches from mine took only milliseconds. It took just a handful of seconds more for me to push him up against the wall, a second after than for him to grab my ass, and just under a minute for us to throw our clothes to the floor. I didn’t care if they found me. All I wanted was this one embrace for the night.    

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Prologue (7/8)

He probably thought I was drunk and horny. Well he was right about one of those things. In reality, I was more aware of this than anything else I had done this week. From the moment I had stepped on to the plane in Del Sol Valley, I had gone into work mode, just trying to check off all the boxes on my agency’s to do list to get back on track with my career and public image. The haze that surrounded my daily movements had dissipated as soon as I looked into his eyes. There was something about how

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Prologue (6/8)

He led me to a room with several couches and arm chairs and a red curtain that could be drawn for privacy. It was clearly just another VIP room, but according to him, they didn’t typically do private dances for security reasons. I had assumed that the combination of the wad of cash I had waved in front of his nose and my status had been enough to convince him to make an exception, so I was shocked when he revealed he had no clue who I was. I squinted at him in suspicion; I had been on the cover

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Prologue (5/8)

The announcer’s silken female voice rang out from the speaker system as each man made his approach to the illuminated dance floor. It was obvious the venue was trying to appeal to as many patrons as possible with their lineup. The man on the end was convincing with his thick arms and copious tattoos, but one look at his face made it clear that he was just barely old enough to work at a place like this. The man in the center was definitely mature, his stance and chiseled body proof that he had do

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Prologue (4/8)

Olga was right: VIP was a blessing, if for nothing more than keeping out the crazy fans. I wasn’t in the mood to pretend to care about who wanted a selfie or had dreams of being a real model one day. Of course, it also meant tons of free shit. Club promoters were always happy to throw in a few complimentary bottles with the booths if that meant they could name drop celebs who’d be at their venue that night. Nina hadn’t hesitated to say I would be amongst the group, and the manager immediately be

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Prologue (3/8)

Red Light District...   I could feel the bass of the song vibrating up my heels into my calves from where I stood in the entrance. When the others suggested clubbing, I had expected to be toted over to some no name techno club housing a slew of pill popping ravers and teens trying to sneak in with a fake ID to catch their favorite underground DJ. Instead, I found myself in a strip club; the Red Light District, they called it. We had walked in just in time to see the beginning of a dual

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Prologue (2/8)

The other girls chattered about where they wanted to go that night, trying to decide which club would have the best combination of VIP accommodations and free bottle service. I was barely listening. Honestly, the last thing I gave a fuck about tonight was clubbing. I knew my agent would be on my ass if I didn’t network though, so I had to pull myself together to stomach making pleasantries and smiling for the night. Windenburg was supposed to be one of the fastest developing scenes for street da

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Prologue (1/8)

Von Haunt Estate...   I had just one question: why the fuck is women’s footwear always so damn uncomfortable? Also, if my dress is floor length, do I really need to wear these shoes to be “historically accurate”? Okay, I guess I had two questions. Questions that wouldn’t stop this shoot from rolling on of course. Will walked off set and was quickly replaced by my next partner, who was dressed in the most intricate couture kimono I had ever seen. She moved in it like it was as expensive

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