💚Mrs. Spencer💚
@igethigh.bsky.social
I'M PETTY ALL THE TIME....SO, IT'S YOUR CHOICE 🤷🏾♀️ SHE/HER | BLACK SIMMER |PS4 🎮 SIMS4 STORYTELLER 📗 | GANGA SMOKER 🍃💨 | BI 👩🏽❤️💋👩🏽 | FOUL LANGUAGE 🤬 | NEW TO THIS SO PLEASE BE NICE 😝😍
GALLERY ID: DaeDae31| IG: LOCSIMMER
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Thank you, @dellaluna.bsky.social. My pics from my other save are still there, this is a save from October 2025. It's just a different house.
January 25, 2026 at 7:48 PM
Thank you, @dellaluna.bsky.social. My pics from my other save are still there, this is a save from October 2025. It's just a different house.
I am completely PISSED OFF!! 😡🤬 it took me forever to get all of my sims picture walls to look nice and be with family and their partners. Now it's looks like this! 😡🤬
January 25, 2026 at 6:53 PM
I am completely PISSED OFF!! 😡🤬 it took me forever to get all of my sims picture walls to look nice and be with family and their partners. Now it's looks like this! 😡🤬
This is what it looks like from my window.
January 25, 2026 at 6:23 PM
This is what it looks like from my window.
This is what it's looking like right now 😑
a snowy scene with the words good morning sis written on it
ALT: a snowy scene with the words good morning sis written on it
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January 25, 2026 at 2:23 PM
This is what it's looking like right now 😑
Good morning, my lovely simmers ❤️🫶🏽. HAPPY...
January 23, 2026 at 12:02 PM
Good morning, my lovely simmers ❤️🫶🏽. HAPPY...
To all my lovely simmers ❤️🫶🏽
a penguin is holding a bowl of hearts and says good morning .
ALT: a penguin is holding a bowl of hearts and says good morning .
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January 22, 2026 at 3:13 PM
To all my lovely simmers ❤️🫶🏽
Hey, hey, everyone. So, NY is in for a snowstorm this weekend, so I'll be posting Portland and Zoe’s wedding, along with Olive’s second and third week in the jungle.
January 21, 2026 at 10:26 PM
Hey, hey, everyone. So, NY is in for a snowstorm this weekend, so I'll be posting Portland and Zoe’s wedding, along with Olive’s second and third week in the jungle.
Between laughter and lingering looks. Olive felt something shifting, something fragile, dangerous, and... already slipping out of her control. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 5:27 PM
Between laughter and lingering looks. Olive felt something shifting, something fragile, dangerous, and... already slipping out of her control. #AGothLegacy
Olive told herself it was just the time difference. The jungle made everything feel distant, even guilt.
Outside, the jungle thrummed steadily, ancient and patient.
And somewhere between exploring and the artifacts. #AGothLegacy
Outside, the jungle thrummed steadily, ancient and patient.
And somewhere between exploring and the artifacts. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 5:07 PM
Olive told herself it was just the time difference. The jungle made everything feel distant, even guilt.
Outside, the jungle thrummed steadily, ancient and patient.
And somewhere between exploring and the artifacts. #AGothLegacy
Outside, the jungle thrummed steadily, ancient and patient.
And somewhere between exploring and the artifacts. #AGothLegacy
“People say that when they don’t know the whole story.”
Ariel leaned back on the couch, studying her. “I like this version.”
Olive’s phone stayed in her backpack most nights.
Messages from Amethyst came less often—short check-ins, polite concern. #AGothLegacy
Ariel leaned back on the couch, studying her. “I like this version.”
Olive’s phone stayed in her backpack most nights.
Messages from Amethyst came less often—short check-ins, polite concern. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 4:48 PM
“People say that when they don’t know the whole story.”
Ariel leaned back on the couch, studying her. “I like this version.”
Olive’s phone stayed in her backpack most nights.
Messages from Amethyst came less often—short check-ins, polite concern. #AGothLegacy
Ariel leaned back on the couch, studying her. “I like this version.”
Olive’s phone stayed in her backpack most nights.
Messages from Amethyst came less often—short check-ins, polite concern. #AGothLegacy
Back at the lodge, notes and photos were glowing on their screens. The air between them stayed charged, unspoken things pressing against the surface of every conversation.
“You’ve changed.” Ariel said, half-teasing, half-serious.
Olive, didn’t even bother to look up. #AGothLegacy
“You’ve changed.” Ariel said, half-teasing, half-serious.
Olive, didn’t even bother to look up. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 4:24 PM
Back at the lodge, notes and photos were glowing on their screens. The air between them stayed charged, unspoken things pressing against the surface of every conversation.
“You’ve changed.” Ariel said, half-teasing, half-serious.
Olive, didn’t even bother to look up. #AGothLegacy
“You’ve changed.” Ariel said, half-teasing, half-serious.
Olive, didn’t even bother to look up. #AGothLegacy
Ariel was beside her, close enough that Olive could feel her warmth. “Devotion?” Ariel guessed.
“Or a warning,” Olive replied. Olive felt the strange sensation of being watched—not threatening, just aware. Olive cataloged them carefully, hands steady, heart racing. #AGothLegacy
“Or a warning,” Olive replied. Olive felt the strange sensation of being watched—not threatening, just aware. Olive cataloged them carefully, hands steady, heart racing. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 4:08 PM
Ariel was beside her, close enough that Olive could feel her warmth. “Devotion?” Ariel guessed.
“Or a warning,” Olive replied. Olive felt the strange sensation of being watched—not threatening, just aware. Olive cataloged them carefully, hands steady, heart racing. #AGothLegacy
“Or a warning,” Olive replied. Olive felt the strange sensation of being watched—not threatening, just aware. Olive cataloged them carefully, hands steady, heart racing. #AGothLegacy
Olive hesitated. “Someone who trusted the jungle more than people.”
Ariel laughed softly. “That tracks.” Symbols emerged slowly—sun spirals, offerings, depictions of figures bound together by rope and vine. #AGothLegacy
Ariel laughed softly. “That tracks.” Symbols emerged slowly—sun spirals, offerings, depictions of figures bound together by rope and vine. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 3:46 PM
Olive hesitated. “Someone who trusted the jungle more than people.”
Ariel laughed softly. “That tracks.” Symbols emerged slowly—sun spirals, offerings, depictions of figures bound together by rope and vine. #AGothLegacy
Ariel laughed softly. “That tracks.” Symbols emerged slowly—sun spirals, offerings, depictions of figures bound together by rope and vine. #AGothLegacy
Ariel treated each discovery with reverence, fingertips hovering before making contact. Olive documented everything with her phone, snapping photos from every angle, eyes bright with excitement.
“Can you imagine who last held this?” Ariel asked. #AGothLegacy
“Can you imagine who last held this?” Ariel asked. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 3:25 PM
Ariel treated each discovery with reverence, fingertips hovering before making contact. Olive documented everything with her phone, snapping photos from every angle, eyes bright with excitement.
“Can you imagine who last held this?” Ariel asked. #AGothLegacy
“Can you imagine who last held this?” Ariel asked. #AGothLegacy
They started at the main dig site—partially excavated platforms, tools laid out with almost ceremonial care. Olive fell into rhythm quickly, brushing soil away from carved stone, logging coordinates, and noting patterns. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 3:07 PM
They started at the main dig site—partially excavated platforms, tools laid out with almost ceremonial care. Olive fell into rhythm quickly, brushing soil away from carved stone, logging coordinates, and noting patterns. #AGothLegacy
“This is it,” Ariel said, adjusting the strap of her camera. “Actual history.”
Olive smiled despite herself. Her black locs were already rebelling against the heat as she checked their permits and notes. “Let’s try not to get cursed on day one.” #AGothLegacy
Olive smiled despite herself. Her black locs were already rebelling against the heat as she checked their permits and notes. “Let’s try not to get cursed on day one.” #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 2:47 PM
“This is it,” Ariel said, adjusting the strap of her camera. “Actual history.”
Olive smiled despite herself. Her black locs were already rebelling against the heat as she checked their permits and notes. “Let’s try not to get cursed on day one.” #AGothLegacy
Olive smiled despite herself. Her black locs were already rebelling against the heat as she checked their permits and notes. “Let’s try not to get cursed on day one.” #AGothLegacy
Week 1: Selvadorada
Belomisa Park
Week one began with dust.
Red dirt clung to Olive’s boots, the moment she and Ariel stepped through the gates of Belomisa Park, the sun already high and unforgiving. The jungle rose around the park in thick, layered greens. #AGothLegacy
Belomisa Park
Week one began with dust.
Red dirt clung to Olive’s boots, the moment she and Ariel stepped through the gates of Belomisa Park, the sun already high and unforgiving. The jungle rose around the park in thick, layered greens. #AGothLegacy
January 19, 2026 at 2:12 PM
Week 1: Selvadorada
Belomisa Park
Week one began with dust.
Red dirt clung to Olive’s boots, the moment she and Ariel stepped through the gates of Belomisa Park, the sun already high and unforgiving. The jungle rose around the park in thick, layered greens. #AGothLegacy
Belomisa Park
Week one began with dust.
Red dirt clung to Olive’s boots, the moment she and Ariel stepped through the gates of Belomisa Park, the sun already high and unforgiving. The jungle rose around the park in thick, layered greens. #AGothLegacy
After Portland and Zoe get married, I'll be switching characters. Clover, Jasper, Kale, and Jupiter will be blessing the timeline under The Zest Legacy feed. I'll also be bringing in the other half of the Goth family along with some occult sims.
January 18, 2026 at 6:36 PM
After Portland and Zoe get married, I'll be switching characters. Clover, Jasper, Kale, and Jupiter will be blessing the timeline under The Zest Legacy feed. I'll also be bringing in the other half of the Goth family along with some occult sims.
And this is why we stay out of the jungle in my game. Olive had a close call with a poisonous dart. 😡
January 18, 2026 at 5:18 PM
And this is why we stay out of the jungle in my game. Olive had a close call with a poisonous dart. 😡
Alanna Raymond-Goth, stay-at-home mom. After she does laundry, she hits the bag for a quick workout session.🥰❤️
January 17, 2026 at 9:29 PM
Alanna Raymond-Goth, stay-at-home mom. After she does laundry, she hits the bag for a quick workout session.🥰❤️
Alexander Goth and his kids Reese and Hershey are off to work/school.🥰😍❤️
January 17, 2026 at 9:07 PM
Alexander Goth and his kids Reese and Hershey are off to work/school.🥰😍❤️
Geoffrey Landgrabb, sim whore of San Myshuno. Nothing stops him from wooing female townie sims and spending his money giving them a makeover to fit his lifestyle.
January 17, 2026 at 6:26 PM
Geoffrey Landgrabb, sim whore of San Myshuno. Nothing stops him from wooing female townie sims and spending his money giving them a makeover to fit his lifestyle.
Tatiana Cruz-Landgraab. Mom, wife, and funeral director.🥰
January 17, 2026 at 6:13 PM
Tatiana Cruz-Landgraab. Mom, wife, and funeral director.🥰
Harlow Landgraab is home from school, and it looks like today was a rough day.😬
January 17, 2026 at 5:40 PM
Harlow Landgraab is home from school, and it looks like today was a rough day.😬