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byhees · 3 months

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when you find their baby photos.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 700 genre fluff established relationship non-idol au warnings not proof-read skinship petnames light profanity (god) mention of food — more

a/n. i really dug through my drafts n found this keke

heeseung would snatch that little picture out of your grip in an instant, cheeks lightly brushed with a pink tint; “what’re you doing, love??”, but it’d be laced with slight bashfulness and embarrassment. would hold the photograph high up in the air, arm outstretched and everything, making it exponentially harder for you to retrieve the little treasure piece. “baby picture? what do you mean, love? i don’t see any around here.” is trying his hardest to conceal the painfully obvious flush of his face…

jay would stare at your phone screen, wide-eyed; first thought to run through his mind would be ‘how did you even manage to find that??’ would awkwardly clear his throat, whilst being bombarded with heaps of compliments— “woah, you look so cute here.” the tips of his ears are reddening. “aww, look at your little cheeks!” at this point, they’re probably neon-red; given your cooing at the slightly pixelated image, he doesn’t find it that surprising that his baby picture is adorning your phone lockscreen the day after, a shy chuckle escaping his lips...

jake would simply gawk at your phone; ‘oh, no yeah, who’s that?’ would be an ample encapsulation of his expressions. would be so so embarrassed (because who wants their significant other to see a picture of their younger selves striking a questionable pose— he’s definitely not a part of that population). would try to divert your attention away from the photograph of baby jake— but would fail miserably upon seeing you swipe to another picture, his little plan crumbling in pure mortification of the photo. “oh my god, what am i even doing…” is what he’d say, face buried in the palms of his hands, cheeks heating up with every passing compliment…

sunghoon would, first, let out the tiniest of shrieks because, is that a baby picture— correction, his baby picture— being shoved into his face? is dramatically swinging his arms in the air; would raise a hand to your eyes, as though to shield his photo from your gaze. “sweetheart, this is very embarrassing, by the way,” he’d say, awkwardly coughing. would, lowkey, smile a little upon hearing your soft coos; ends up holding you close to his embrace, smile growing with every endearing comment…

sunoo would tilt his head ever so slightly, and blink rapidly in confusion; after all, you did just burst into the room, a small, precious baby picture clutched in hand. honestly wouldn’t mind too much, finding himself really cute, actually. would say things like “don’t my cheeks look as squishy as before?”; manages to, somehow, convince you to reveal a baby photo of yourself— both of you would wind up entangled in a lazy hug, hushed squeals falling from your lips at the sheer adoration of it all…

jungwon would take a brief look at the photo and pause; he had not expected to see a zoomed-up picture of his younger self, holding a little heart gesture towards the camera. would burst into immediate laughter— snorts at how ridiculous he looks, posed with his slice of pizza; unintentionally recreates the image, face twisting to the same, jubilant smile. tiny tiny screeches along the lines of “that was cringe, please forget that”. would spend the night scrolling through his chat history with you, adamant and determined to find a baby picture of you in the midst of the chaotic texts— just wants to say “my baby’s still so pretty”, to you...

riki would, initially, be flabbergasted, gobsmacked even; a very audible gasp would fall from his lips. tries to get hold of the little rectangular device— that is, your phone— but fails because of how adept you are at defence; “hoho, two can play that game,” he’d say, whipping out his phone from his pocket; you both end up shoving baby pictures of the other in each others’ faces, lips pressed into thin lines to suppress uproars of giggles and disbelieving “what am i doing, oh my god”. your wallpapers are now baby pictures of the other…

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shewritesallnight · 7 months

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Home Movies

Request for @sgchop

Request Summary: Inumaki returns home early from his latest mission and catches YN in the act. He decides to use his technique to lend a helping hand.

Rating: 18+, NSFW

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The sound of multiple people moaning was not something Inumaki expected to hear when he stepped inside his house.

As far as he could tell, there was YN and two additional muffled voices- another female and possibly a male.

He listened intently as he made his way down the hallway to the bedroom. The harmony of moans and a slight buzz filtered through the cracked door.

"Toge."

He almost froze at the sound of his name and stumbled to the doorway when he heard his own voice respond, "let me cum."

A rush of relief and embarrassment flooded his veins. Heat rose to his cheeks as Inumaki peered past the edge of the door to confirm his suspicions.

YN laid atop the bed in a thin tank top, her back propped up against pillows. She had one hand holding her phone, playing what he audibly recognized as a home movie they had previously made.

Her other hand held a small vibrator against her satin covered core. She bit her lip watching the display, moving the head around in tight circles.

Inumaki could just make out the growing dark patch on the fabric from his vantage point. He felt the blood rush to his groin at the sight.

"Toge!" The video called out his name again with her recorded climax.

The real YN cried out in frustration and dropped the phone to sheets. Not bothering to shut off the vibrator she tossed it aside and slumped into the pillows.

Her palms came up to rub at her eyes, "UHG! It's not the same."

The curse user almost announced his arrival- almost.

The recorded voices continued, dulled in the fabric. He was keenly aware that the pixelated version of her was enjoying her release whilst edging his past self.

He watched his writhing lover for a moment before he was struck with an idea. Surely, a bit of payback was in order.

Inumaki pulled out his phone and hit record.

Naturally, being more on the quiet side, Inumaki had become quite observant over the years; and when you are with someone long enough, you learn what makes them tick. Their hopes, dreams, their desires, and how they think.

For example, he knew that she liked to use a vibrator when he was away because her fingers could never quite reach as far as his could.

He also knew that if she was desperate enough, she would still try to replicate his touch.

She glanced down at the screen and groaned.

He saw the hesitation on her face when her hand reached out to pick up the vibe, Inumaki rushed out a quiet "stop."

YN froze then blinked down at the toy in her hand, as if having second thoughts. Her eyes glanced back to the video, with a huff, she shut the vibrator off and dropped it again.

It just wouldn’t do, having his beloved continue to suffer with him 'gone'. It was only right that he help her out.

“Clothes off."

She tugged at her top, exposing her breasts, then moved to shimmy her underwear off.

Inumaki zoomed in on his phone to see the sheen of her desire on the satin. His cock ached at the sight and he leaned his head silently against the door frame.

With one hand she picked the phone back up. Toge knew the recording displayed him on his knees, stroking his dick for her.

He wanted to even the playing field, even if it was an old video; and a night he thoroughly enjoyed.

"Touch yourself."

YN danced her fingers across her chest to her perked nipples. He didn't even have to command her to pluck at the buds.

Her nails grazed the skin of her abdomen as they made their way down to the apex of her thighs. Where the feather light touches continued as teasing strokes.

With his free hand, Toge unbuttoned his pants to adjust his length, thumb stroking the tip.

"Rub your clit…slowly," he added as an afterthought.

The pads of her fingers made leisurely circles, her hips naturally rolling with the movement.

Inumaki audibly moaned at the sight and stiffened. But she was too lost in the sensations and cries from the video to notice the very real echo from the doorway.

He could tell the pace was not enough by the way her nose crinkled, letting out a soft whine.

“Insert two fingers.”

Her eyes rolled back when she felt the intrusion, head pressing back into the pillows. Her hips rocked, taking them as deep as she could. She couldn’t control the stuttered curse that fell from her lips.

Turning back to the video, she could see Toge entering her from behind, her stomach clenched at the view.

Her fingers rushed to match pace with each of his thrusts, lost in the memory of him filling her.

Her breath hitched, legs twitching and closing around her wrist.

"Don’t."

She cried out when her fingers slipped out of her entrance.

"Fuck!!"

She threw her phone. It slid across the carpet before coming to a stop at the bottom edge of their dresser.

Her chest heaved with the loss of her release. She could still hear the vocalization of their counterparts coming down from their high.

Inumaki could see the irritation on her face as he whispered, "start again."

She wasted no time pressing three fingers in and almost sobbed with relief.

"Spread your legs."

Her legs fell open, giving the cursed speech user an unobstructed view of her walls clenching around the digits.

"Rub your clit."

Her free hand followed his instruction.

Seeing her unknowingly fall to his every whim had Toge gripping the base of his cock to hold off his own impending release.

"Slow down."

Her arm felt heavy, tired.

"No, no, no!"

She was tiptoeing on the edge, just a little more, "pl-please, so close," she pleaded.

To who, she didn't know.

She willed her hands to keep moving and Inumaki felt her desperation as she fought against the compulsion.

His cock throbbed in his hand and he stepped forward.

"Look at me."

Watery eyes shot to the blurred figure at the door.

"T-tog-" Her voice died with his next command.

"Cum."

She threw her head back in a silent scream, back bowed off the bed. An explosion of colors dotted across her vision as she was shoved over the edge into oblivion.

Her hands clutched the duvet through the aftershocks, tears streaming down her face while she struggled to catch her breath, hips still shaking.

Inumaki could have came at the sight alone but he had other plans.

Blinking the spots from her vision, Toge came into clear view. Shirt off with his phone in one hand and his dick in the other.

"Let’s make another movie.”

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b4tasquad · 9 months

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HBD: NIKO OMILANA SMAU

authors: just became so tempted to do a social media au since i’ve never done one and it was so fun doing it🤷‍♀️ also you can picture someone else than the face claim, im just using Maia as inspo

summary: basically y/n’s boyfriend doing her dirty on her birthday and the internet finding it funny

face claim: maia reficco

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niko these pics give off the same vibe and now im starting to question how old my gf actually is… but happy birthday baby! im so lucky to have you and I hope you know i love you lots. hope you have the best birthday and here’s to 23?? not quiet sure anymore🤣

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omilana fan

violating on her birthday is actually next level crazy

↳ betasquad1 I feel like his hand itches if he doesn’t get in his daily insult😭

yourusername

no because this is so uncalled for? i literally rubbed your ashy feet last night🤨 YOU SHOULD BE PRAISING ME

↳ niko why’d you have expose my feet like that cmon

↳ yourusername bitch you have no room to complain about exposing…

Yourusername this pic is edited i swear i don’t look like that

Ajshabeel

guys she looks like this every morning i see it first hand sadly

↳ yourusername shut up Aj😐 people were believing me

↳ y/nfann no we weren’t…

Y/n posted to their story!

↳ Niko

pretty girll

yourusername

stfu

ajshabeel posted to their story!

↳ yourusername

posting such horrendous pictures on my birthday.. i’m sueing

it’s like you want me to end my living streak??

ALSO YOURE NOT SLICK I had to zoom in and learn to read pixels but I LOVE YOU TOO YOU EMOTIONAL LITTLE GUY🫶🫶🫶

ajshabeel

it actually says i hate you

yourusername

you just gotta ruin everything😒

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Niko dw guys i made sure her birthday was unforgettable😌

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eddiediaaz · 6 months

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alie! I absolutely adore this mirrorball x buck set that you made last year! (/post/701462848238403584/) (also I can't believe it's been a year, like seriously what is time?) I was wondering how you did the shattered glass effect in the first gif? in particular how you made the black and white gifs appear distorted within the glass if that makes sense? thank you!!!

ahhh thank you so much renee! literally what is time lol, this gifset is still one of my faves that i made. the shattered glass effect is mostly just a lot of layer masks to be honest hahaha. i'm so glad i still have the psd, so here's how i did it under the cut~

(this tutorial assumes you know how to put multiple gifs in the same canvas and are familiar with layer groups and masks)

I. PREPARATION

first things first, create an empty canvas of your desired size. mine was 540x540 px.

then, you need to find a cracked glass texture. if i remember correctly i simply googled something like "broken glass png", "cracked glass png", because i wanted something already transparent.

(a texture that's something like black lines over a white background definitely works too, you'll just have to put that layer's blending mode to darken or multiply.)

here's the png i used (and a download link for best quality):

and after positioning it into my canvas.

II. CREATING MAIN SECTIONS FOR GIFS

so basically when i did is i sectioned parts of the texture for each gif that i wanted to put. following the texture's lines, i zoomed in and carefuly drew a first shape along the lines with the polygon tool. you can also put a color fill layer behind the cracked glass layer so it's easier to see, like i did.

once you have your shape selected, click on the folder icon (1), then on the layer mask icon (2). it should give you a nice masked group to put gifs in hehe

then i repeated the process until i had all of my desired shapes. i've put some color layers so it's easier to see, but here are my 6 main shapes and how my layer groups look like so far:

III. GIFFING TIME

after screencaping and making all 6 gifs required for each section, you need to put all of them in the same canvas. i simply put one smart object gif layer in each group created earlier. then, i resized and rotated each gif to fit its group (by hitting ctrl + T while selecting the gif layer), as you can see with the gif labeled 6x02 in the layers preview. for the coloring, i went simple with black and white for most of them.

once i have all six gifs sharpened, colored, and placed in each shape group, the gif looks like this. the broken glass texture does most of the work to be honest:

obviously the center gif doesn't have any kind of effect, it's just colored as usual, so i'm not gonna go over it. it's just one gif layer in a masked group.

IV. SUBSECTIONS FOR DISRTORTED EFFECT

okay so for the distorted effect it's even more layer masks! basically i created more smaller sections within each main shapes already, still following the cracked glass texture's lines with the polygon tool and put them in individual masked groups like i did in the second step. here's how i ended up dividing each main sections:

yep, each color here is a different masked group, for example the 2nd and 3rd shape sections:

for each main shape section, you want to duplicate your gif layer the same amount of times as you have subsections within that shape. so if the main shape has 5 smaller subsections, i want 5 layers of that same gif. just make sure to not change its duration or position yet, and make sure the coloring layers/group stays on top of the groups in its shape section. then, simply put one gif layer duplicate in each group. example of my layers for the second shape so far:

then just repeat this until all subsections have its own gif layer.

V. DISTORTED EFFECT

this is the best part! and it's really easy. basically you want to slightly move each subsection by a few pixels, so they're in a slightly different position than the ones next to it.

to do so, select one of the gif layers and with the arrows on your keyboard, move it left or right, and even up or down if it looks good. i do this for all duplicated gif layers, making sure it looks like they're all slightly offset. focus on the cracked glass overlay's lines while nudging the gif layers, it's easy to see how the shapes break when you move them. for example here:

this is really just all trial and error, you just need to move each subsection gif layer by a few pixels with the keyboard arrows until it looks good to you.

here's my result once i've done this for all (23!!) subsections:

VI. FINAL TOUCHES

i don't think i did much else to this before typography besides adding a bit of contrast overall and a thin drop shadow to the cracked layer texture on top of everything. if you have a transparent png this definitely helps to give a bit more dimension to the effect. so here's the final result:

i hope that was clear enough hehe :D

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zephyrstargame · 3 months

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well here's something I can do!

this is a little spin on an idea i've been seeing around that i think is wonderful... I personally, am not in the best financial place to be donating, but i can use my platform as a game developer to help out and do something cool at the same time :3

In exchange for donating esims to gaza, I'm gonna populate the world of Zephyr Star with your characters as NPCs! currently: OPEN!!

Here's the deal-- scurry on over to gazaesims.com to figure out how to buy and donate an esim to the people who need em-- any plan works for me, as long as you're gettin something out there!

then slip into my DMs (or anywhere else you can contact me directly) and show me a screenshot of the email, preferably with timestamps for proof that it's from after this post was posted... or really, any proof that you did do the thing-- also show me:

a reference image for what character you want me put in the game

what this character should say as an NPC (just a few lines at most) (optional; if you'd like i can just write some general dialogue instead)

how you would like to be credited in the in-game credits (ie what name i should put)

below the cut are some submission guidelines and extra notes, please also read that if you're interested :>

here are some general submission guidelines:

nothing too lewd, please!

or racist

or otherwise offensive

fandom ocs MIGHT be fine if they're Legally Distinct enough from the source material, but try not to get me sued here

In general, this game's world has No Humans, but that's not a strict requirement-- just a general suggestion

and keep in mind that characters with super intricate details might have to be simplified in order to work as pixel art

otherwise, anything works! furries, robots, sentient objects, your cat, whatever

and here's some notes, so you know what to expect:

i'll take anywhere between a few hours to a few days to finish, depends on how i'm feeling... either way, i'll tag you in a new post when i'm done!

the character will be done in small pixel art, with maybe some additional effects if i feel it works for the design

i will adjust the sprite size depending on the character-- an average sized character is drawn on a 32x32 canvas but if it's like a giant or really tall or something, i'd make it bigger so that the scale is accurate

everyone also gets a zoomed in headshot for the dialogue portrait

no secret bosses, shopkeepers, or other special story purpose for now, sorry! these are just some guys that stand around and say 1 or 2 lines as you go about your adventure

im putting the characters in various places at random, but if you want your guy to be in a certain type of location in-game let me know

this game is STILL in relatively early development-- but i do promise that each and every submission will be in there by the end! it might take yeaaaars for the full game to finally be out, but i'll be posting screenshots as I put em in the game so you know im not slacking around :>

and alongside the screenshot, i'll also post the sprites on their own if you'd like to save them for yourself

legal stuff uhhhhh im not good at legal stuff-- by participating, you are giving me permission to use your submitted character in the final game-- credit will be given in-game where you would expect to see it (the credits) and i will not claim ownership of any of your guys

(cartoon mafia boss voice) if at any point you want your character scrubbed out of the game, or you want anything changed, let me know in my DMs or anywhere else you can contact me and *click* *sinister laugh* we'll make it happen

no money goes to me ever, im not even gonna be the middlesnake between you and the esims-- i just think its less of a hassle to work this way -w-

did i get everything? i think that's everything... if i forgot something important sorry i'm a scatterbrain failgirl who has never done anything like this before im trying my best okay

may the rift be filled with your cool little guys! but more importantly, let's keep gaza connected! free palestine! 🍉

#free palestine #esims for gaza #game development #indiedev

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lraerosesims · 2 months

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How I draw: Silver Metallic Buttons for Sims 2 Textures

As we all know, Sims 2 doesn't really appreciate large file sizes/dimensions for it's textures, so sometimes you have work very closely with the individual pixels. Here is how I draw buttons. Video is sped up so don't feel like you need to draw as fast as me!

Side note: this tutorial is created on the basis that you already know how to use the basic functions of Sims BodyShop to extract the texture file. There's plenty of tutorials out there explaining that so please don't ask me to clarify on that part. Anyway, on to the buttons...↓↓↓

What you need:

A PC

Digital Drawing app (like Photoshop, Krita etc)

A Graphics Tablet with pen - you could try this with a mouse but I wouldn't recommend!

And obviously Sims 2/Sims 2 BodyShop

First off, create a new layer - we don't want this button permanently stuck to our base texture. Then I get a standard hard edge brush (I use Krita as my drawing software, so just use whatever hard brush is available in your preferred software/app). Because I'm making relatively small buttons, I make my brush 7.09px in size. Select a mid to light grey colour as the base. Make a single circle.

Then decrease the brush size to be nice and small. As a comparison to my 7.09px circle, I decrease to 0.01px for this next step. Choose a slightly darker grey colour and lightly sketch in a 'semi-circular line' about 3/4 of the way around just in from the edge of the circle. By lightly sketching - and not pressing down hard, you'll get varying tones on each pixel to represent different reflections on the 'metal'.

Next choose a darker grey again, and lightly sketch around the similar area as the last colour, but don't be too fussy on hitting the same pixels - we want varying tonal values for our shadows.

Then choose white and lightly sketch the 'catch light' part of the button. This doesn't need to be right in the centre, in fact it's better if it's off to the side, or towards the top more. We're not always facing directly towards a light source so this creates a more realistic lighting effect. You'll see me select the same mid to light base grey I used just to lightly dust over the edges of the white area to soften it a tiny bit (only do this if your white edge is a little to crisp).

After that I go back and forth between a few different tones of grey to lightly sketch over the parts we haven't really drawn on yet. This just helps create some gradual shading that enhances the 'roundness' of our very flat, very 2D button texture.

Once you're happy with the shadowing (remember it looks somewhat janky this close up, but you can always zoom out to see if the button looks more smooth when further away), you can then make another layer, and drag it below your newly made button layer in the layer menu. Select a soft edge brush and increase the size to slightly wider than your buttons overall size (I chose 9.14px compared to my 7.09px button)

Choose black from the colour wheel/palette and lightly build up the shadow underneath the button, gradually increasing size and opacity until desired tone. If the colour of the 'garment' in this texture is light then keep the shadow to a minimum, if it's dark then the shadow needs to be deep enough to show up.

Zoom out and inspect how this button looks further out. If you're satisfied, then merge the button and shadow layers together, copy/paste it as many times as needed for the garment you're texturing and Voila! You made buttons for a Sims 2 Texture!!

Feel free to ask any questions below - I'm definitely no professional, especially in creating tutorials so I'm more than happy to clarify if something didn't make sense.

#sims tutorial #digital drawing #retexture #drawing tutorial #ts2 #the sims 2 #digital art tips #lraerosesims #lraerosesims-tutorials

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momentsofamberclarity · 2 months

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don't call me nonnie.

i know that not all proshipping is sexual, but it's still portraying pedophilia/incest positively

the bullet point lists were because i just wanted to separate each sentence into a different point because they were all sort off disconnected

the "they're just pixels" argument doesn't work because every single thing you see on a screen is a bunch of pixels if you zoom in, with that logic every image posted online is "just pixels", including actual csem

Fine, I won't call you that. But riddle me this, anon; why am I showing you more respect than you're showing me? Why have you told me to go fuck myself multiple times in place of having a discussion?

Here's the thing ... the only way you will find csem is if you go looking for it. You are not going to find csem on tumblr because it would break community guidelines. But fictional characters under the age of 18 do not count as csem and numerous child protection services have stated that those are just art.

Likewise, the only way you're gonna find fanfiction of 'kids being raped' as you keep putting it, is if you're trying to be a white knight and seek those writers out purposefully so that you can harass them like you're doing with me. Because most of the proshippers I know tag their stuff so that it can be found by the target audience and blacklisted by the people who don't want to see it.

And here's the thing about proshipping which I think is the biggest hurtle of the anti community. Proship doesn't mean 'I support active sexual predators hurting real living children'. 'Pedophile' as a term is meaningless at this point because everyone on the internet uses it to describe anyone they disagree with. You're better off using predator and paraphile. Predators are the dangerous people who don't give a shit about fiction because they have full-intent to harm others. But the majority of paraphiles? They're no-contact and/or fiction-only on their paraphilias, or they do consenting adult things with their consenting adult partners that are roleplaying with boundaries set in place for a reason.

I've been on the internet since before the term 'proship' even popped up. Back before that we called it Dead Dove, Don't Eat and Don't Like, Don't Look. 'Proship' as a term has the same meaning as those old ones, it's just shorthand. It means 'I support the rights of others to ship whatever they want in their own space regardless of whether or not I like or condone it because I don't know them and it does not involve me'. You don't like the content? You have a block button and you are encouraged to use it to curate your own online experience just like the artists and authors posting that content are.

The fact that you're still here means you're hearing some of what I'm saying and possibly having a hard time coming to terms with it. Believe me, I went through a period of morality crisis between my bpd and ocd telling me that fiction could affect reality and I thought that thinking bad things ( like intrusive thoughts ) made me a Bad Person. But thoughts are just thoughts.

So if you want to come off anon and actually have a conversation with me, I promise I'm not going to name-drop you. The purpose of this blog has only ever been about clearing up misconceptions about proshippers and paraphiles because I used to be uninformed about those topics myself until my partner and another super close friend explained them to me in a way that I could comprehend. And that is that thought crime doesn't exist. And fictional characters don't have autonomy and therefore cannot be abused by your thoughts, your art, your writing, etc.

But if we did away with fictional expression of paraphilias in a healthy artistic manner ( like KOSA is currently trying to do ), the world would be a more dangerous place for potential victims, because paraphiles and predators are always going to exist whether you choose to accept that or not. My own abusers never faced charges, only one of my partners' abusers is rotting in jail, and that is the reality of this fucked up world that we're living in. People with niche fetishes aren't monsters - most are even too embarrassed to talk about them. Active sexual predators online who hop into the DMs of minors to be creeps are a real world problem. And that has nothing to do with the proship community's philosophy of 'ship and let ship'.

#proship safe #paraphile safe #anti censorship #anti harassment #ambers.ask

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matan4il · 2 months

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That CUPE poster is fake. I don't know why someone would try to frame a Canadian workers union like that, but that is NOT the kind of thing they post, ever. They are in support of minorities and deal with Canadian issues and working conditions, not international conflict. And they would absolutely NEVER make a horrific poster like that. See for yourself: instagram . com/cupeontario/ and instagram . com/cupe_scfp/ and they're on Twitter and stuff too. The pixelatedness of that poster speaks to how fake it is too, none of their other material looks anything like that. And while Fred Hahn has posted/retweeted some stuff about the conflict on his twitter, he has never posted anything inflammatory like that and the reply of his that is in the screenshot is replying to something completely different.

Hi Anon,

I'm gonna reply to you and to the following ask together.

https://www.tumblr.com/matan4il/742531713829404672 This is a faked image; CUPE may have problematic opinions, but it doesn't help anyone to falsify atrocious posters when the reality should be more than enough.

Here's the post in question, showing a poster with the photo of Shani Lock's stripped, raped and murdered body being kidnapped into Gaza. The poster has CUPE's logo, as well as a text that legitimizes the Oct 7 massacre. CUPE, as mentioned above, is a Candian workers union.

Here are the links to the two IG accounts of CUPE from the first ask. To fthe first anon, you're right that the poster in question does not currently appear on either, you're wrong that they don't touch upon international conflict, they def weighed in on this one (more on that later in my reply).

The poster does use the pink filter and the CUPE logo with the right font, but it's true that someone skilled enough with photoshop can fake that. At the same time, if that person was good enough to be able to copy that well CUPE's visuals, I doubt they would be "exposed" through pixelation, so rather than proof of photoshopping, the pixelation seems to be a result of zooming in on the poster to show just a part of Shani's body along with the text. That would make the pic appear pixelated, and then a screenshot was taken that way.

So far, I would say nothing's conclusive one way or another. The poster isn't on the IG accounts, but it could have been there and deleted, or could have been posted on another social media site to begin with, the visuals being the right ones doesn't prove anything, and neither does the pixelation. BUT since I noticed the dialogue about the poster seemed to have taken place on Twitter, I went to have a look there.

I found the post where someone quote retweeted Fred Hahn, asking him about that Oct 7 poster, along with Hahn's reply that CUPE had nothing to do with it, and then he added the false accusation of genocide, telling people to "focus" (because apparently Jewish pain is never the main focus, not even when we talk about the Holocaust, which is the term for the genocide of the Jews at the hands of the Nazis... there's a reason I mention this, I'll get back to it later). I will keep my mouth shut about how many ignorant, antisemitic, anti-Israel tweets I had to see as I was scrolling in order to get to the relevant one, I'll just say that workers unions that want to be safe for Jewish workers as well should do better than that, including when the heads of these unions post on their "personal" accounts (since they're not posting as a private person, they're posting as the head of said union). Here's the exchange, dated Feb 14:

But the person who challenged Fred Hahn did mention where this poster was supposedly originally shared:

Apparently, CUPE has local branches, with numbers, and each has their own Twitter account, so I went to CUPE 3906, and went all the way back to their tweets around Oct 7. Needless to say, this official account is full of anti-Israel, antisemitic propaganda, too. Now around the relevant date, what does their timeline look like? There's one last pre-war tweet on Oct 6, a general anti-colonial one re-tweeted on Oct 7 (even though the timing makes the context obvious, the wording doesn't explicitly mention either Israel or Gaza), and then the next, VERY interesting tweet is on Oct 11. Here's the relevant segment (obviously the tweets appear with the latest at the top, older below):

Here is that Oct 11 tweet, which is a statement made in response to backlash they got for a tweet that they say was "made in solidarity with Palestinians."

Only the first paragraph is truly relevant, but the last one is also telling. "As the death toll rises," they said, just a day after Israel's counter action started, and while Israel was still counting its dead from the deadliest day in the history of this conflict, and the biggest massacre of Jews since the Holocaust. Still, the more important part is that if there had been nothing wrong with the tweet they refer to in the 1st paragraph, it should have still been up on their account, but it's not. Something was there and deleted, because there's now NO TWEET between Oct 6 and this statement, that could explain getting backlash... Deleting the tweet indicates they KNOW something was wrong with it, and they no longer wish to be publicly associated with it. But what was it? Have a look at this tweet, replying to CUPE 3906 on Oct 11:

It explicitly mentions rape. If the above poster was a fake, photoshopped and shared online in February 2024, how did someone posting in October 2023 know to mention rape specifically, and not just CUPE 3906's general justification of the massacre?

I can't prove anything one way or another regarding a deleted tweet, and with the progress of fake images, no one else can either. But I feel like the general progression of events indicates to me that it's more likely the poster is real, CUPE 3906 realized they won't get away with it, deleted it, and then they all closed ranks, claiming the screenshot is fake. Again, whatever they posted in the deleted tweet had to be real bad for even people as one-sided as they are (with all of the anti-Israel and antisemitic stuff they do proudly still have up on their accounts), that they were compelled to delete it. And justifying not just the massacre, but the rape specifically, might just do that.

Now let me get back to the IG accounts that the first ask pointed to, because even though they post less frequently than the multiple Twitter CUPE accounts, they're still very clear regarding this union's bias, and I'll also get back to that Holocaust mention, as promised.

I did not find a single post of solidarity with or compassion for Jews on either IG account following the Hamas massacre. I did find, on the Ontario account (and cross posted to Twitter, too) shared on Oct 10 a post that states they stand with the colonized over the colonizer, while the image (as well as their anti-Israel tweets) makes it clear they're erasing Jewish history and native rights in the Land of Isral and Jerusalem. The image could have been inclusive, show both mosques and the Western Wall, but nope. Jews are excluded from this image of our holy city and historical capital.

I also found a post about Holocaust Remembrance Day, which presents the Holocaust as including Jews. To make it clear, as someone who works in the field of studying this: "The Holocaust" is a term which is meant to reflect the Nazi intention to fully annihilate the Jews, something that didn't characterize their policy with other minorities. This is why we distinguish the Holocaust, the genocide of the Jews, from the persecution of other minorities by the Nazis. BOTH matter, and we talk about and educate against both, but they do have different characteristics, and so these are events, which are related, but CANNOT be reduced into one framing term. It is so problematic, talking about an event that was specifically about the Jews, as 'including Jews.' But let's say maybe that was ignorance, a lot of people don't get this distinction. CUPE's text doesn't mention antisemitism once, in a post about the most extreme antisemitic event in history, at a time when antisemitism is reaching its peak since WWII. When CUPE posted nothing else about this rise in Jew hatred, this text is just NOT good enough.

And what makes it even more obvious that CUPE is not treating Jews as it does other minorities, is that the same account DOES include posts that are specific to other communities, and does center the term for their hatred and persecution. They shared a post about a mosque attack that occurred in 2017, and in the text, they don't hesitate standing in solidarity specifically with Muslims, and against Islamophobia. So, to CUPE, 6 murdered Muslims are worthy of centering in the post about them (rightly so), but at least 6 million murdered Jews are not. Worse, the post then goes on to repeat the false claim about a genocide in Gaza. It also mentions the rise in Islamophobia following the war, even though they posted NOTHING, on NONE of the accounts I looked at, which recognizes the much greater rise in antisemitism we've seen over the same period of time, and which was launched by an attack on Jews.

The bilingual account, which I guess is a national one, didn't even mention Holocaust Remembrance Day. But on the very same date (Jan 27), it did mention the 2017 mosque attack, as well as Islamophobia, anti-Palestinians, but not a word on antisemitism.

All of this together is so upsetting, shows such a deep lack of concern for the well being of Jews, such a strong bias against the Jewish state and Jewish identity, that I honestly wonder whether that one poster is truly an issue. If it was posted by CUPE 3906, as I tend to believe by all signs I've seen, it seems to be a continuation of everything CUPE is completely unashamed of. And if they didn't share that poster, well... I guess there's a certain amount of poetic justice about being accused of something you didn't do, and no one listening to you protesting against the lie, eh CUPE?

You're welcome to do with this what you will.

(for all of my updates and ask replies regarding Israel, click here)

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immortalarizona · 9 months

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“This is chaos magic, Wanda. And that makes you the Scarlet Witch.”

— Agatha Harkness

a sketch showcasing my Wanda design!! credit to @adorkastock for the pose reference used :)

below the cut is a full breakdown of my design, including its evolution, my thought process, and other unposted drawings relating to this project, so read on if you’re interested!!

okay, so real talk, I first decided I wanted to make my own Wanda design because I Could Not be bothered to keep looking up refs for whatever tf is going on with her mcu costume bodice. I mean, look at this:

I mean, maybe it looks okay onscreen, but there’s so many fiddly little details, especially around the collar, and it was just a pain to draw whenever I would draw my Wanda. and okay I’ll be real I also wanted to distance my Wanda from the whitewashed Wendy version of her, because I Do What I Want. and also, the dullness of the reds did not spark joy within my heart. she’s the Scarlet Witch, people, not the Vaguely Maroon Witch!!

and I fell in love with the Kevin Wada design when I first saw it. it’s gorgeous, it’s sleek, it’s witchy, and it’s significantly less frustrating to draw!!

so for a while, I drew my Wanda in a variation of this fit, blended with some of my own touches (a high ponytail + an occasional choker) and a few of the things I did like from her mcu fit (the crown + the half skirt thingamabob + the long cape). but I was still feeling :/ about it, mainly because while the off-the-shoulder design looks lovely, I found it tricky to draw whenever Wanda would raise her hands above her head. exhibit a below:

behold, the sketch for an old drawing I never finished!! and I know artists smarter than me have figured out How The Sleeves, because some comics even today still use this design, but I only have so many brain cells to spend, and I felt like simplifying things for myself even further.

that was when Russell Dauterman’s design for the 2022 Hellfire Gala dropped. and I went FERAL.

it’s gorgeous!! it’s stunning!! high collars my beloved!! so I took the collar design and ran with it for my own design.

behold, a janky rendition of my costume design in the crappy colored pencils provided to us during my fashion design class!! I know, I know, the coloring looks atrocious, but I was working with what I had. now, you may have already noticed some elements not present in any of the designs I cited as my influences. let’s talk about those!!

the sleeves are split from the main bodice as gloves: this was for my own sanity, haha. it was a construction my smol lizard brain could comprehend and work with much better than Whatever is going on with the comics designs.

the red portion of the gloves tapers in kind of a V design rather than cutting off at the fingers: personally, I felt like this accentuated the elegant flow of all the hand gestures Wanda makes when using her powers better than the classic fingerless design, or whatever thumb strap thingy was going on with her MoM costume.

where’d the design for her cloak clasp come from?: now we all know that tumblr’s pixel budget is next to nil, but if you zoom in, you’ll notice that the clasp of Wanda’s cloak is not her M crown design, but rather a golden kinda coffin-shaped thingy. see, I saw this one theory that this hex shape in Wanda’s mcu bodice was an homage to Vision and the Mind Stone, and I liked that theory, so I referenced it with a hex-shaped clasp.

and the runes on her bodice and skirt?: I actually referenced the Enochian font for those!! according to wikipedia, it’s said to be the language of angels, which feels appropriate for a character as tied to cosmic powers as Wanda. also, real talk, it just looks cool. the script on her bodice originally said “not born, forged,” in reference to the Darkhold’s Scarlet Witch prophecy, but it’s become truncated as the bodice has become shorter to accommodate a more high-waisted structure, which I personally believe to be more flattering in general. I added the runes pretty late in the design process to her skirt to tie the whole fit together visually. from an in-universe perspective, I like to think of the writing as Chthon visually marking Wanda as his creation. his witch.

why does Wanda have a high ponytail when she’s never had one in her most recognizable incarnations?: because a) I do what I want, and b) Alba Flores looks STUNNING in a high ponytail.

and let it never be said that I am not fruity as all heck about Wanda Maximoff <3

so there you have it, a Wanda design that I think is as beautiful, regal, and magical as she is, not to mention one that I can draw repeatedly without having to immediately reach for my phone to Yet Again look up references for how the heck the bodice works.

(and really, it only seemed fitting that the Scarlet Witch of Earth-19384 should receive her own unique design.)

#ari does art #long post #mcu #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #alba flores as wanda maximoff #costume design #earth-19384 #marvel #artists on tumblr

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themidnightcrimson · 2 years

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Bloodlust. | w. maximoff

summary: in which getting lost at night turns you into prey for a vampire who turns you into her prized possession.

warnings: vampire!wanda, top!wanda, dark!wanda, blood, stalking, vampire things yknow what i mean, intense smut with a cumstrap, dubcon, my twilight obsession never ended, team edward, is it bad i would let vampire wanda drain me, she could eat me in any way she likes, this one’s for my spooky graphic bitches, no seriously this isn’t for the weak of heart

this post is for 18+ only. minors: do not interact. this is an intense dark!fic containing graphic mentions of blood and dubcon. please do not read this if these themes are triggering for you. you have been warned.

masterlist.

The city was cold and wet. Rain beat down from the sky and pattered into puddles on the sidewalk that you splashed through with no remorse. Your arms hugged your raincoat tight around your body as the bleak streetlights reflected the moisture on your hood that hardly protected you from the rain. You just wanted to get home.

You were new in this city that was so large and intricate it seemed to swallow you whole in its belly of cloud-peaked buildings and traffic lights and street signs. You'd only been there long enough to have just found a job, and you still depended on your phone to navigate you back to your apartment after your shift ended late into the night. In this city that was known to never sleep, the streets were empty that night.

After a few minutes of trying to use your phone in the rain, you gave up and stuffed it back into your pocket, resorting to what you could remember of the street signs. As you came to an intersection, you looked to your left and to your right. While the right seemed familiar, the left seemed to call your name. Which way were you supposed to go? You vaguely remembered having to cross the street and go past that building, but at night and in the rain, all these buildings looked the same. You decided to just turn left.

As you walked down the sidewalk that was even quieter, you noticed that there were less businesses and less streetlights. This couldn't be right. You were getting too far away from the center of town, and you certainly remembered your walk home always being a well-lit one, not a dark and sketchy one.

"Fuck," you whispered, stopping to turn and look back where you had turned. You couldn't even see the intersection anymore. How far had you walked?

You could barely hear your own thoughts from the sound of the rain hitting the coarse fabric of your raincoat's hood, so you stopped and leaned up against a building which had a little overhead as shelter from the rain, pulling your hood down and cursing yourself for not carrying an umbrella with you.

The white light of your phone illuminated your face as you pulled up your maps. You tried to zoom in on where you were, but you were met with a loading signal and a blank map. Why was your signal so bad? Sure, you were out of the center of town, but surely this area still had service.

As you tapped the damp phone screen with your thumb, noticing that your phone felt unusually hot in your hand, a red glitch flashed across the screen and pixelated.

"No, no, no," you whispered, tapping the screen harder.

You prayed that all the rain hadn't messed up your phone. You knew you couldn't afford to buy another one right now. Suddenly, the screen turned a solid dark red color, decorated with a few black glitches going diagonally across it and stretching out like cracks.

"What the fuck!" you exclaimed, trying to turn the phone off completely so that maybe it would restart, but the button wouldn't even work. The screen was stuck on an unsettling red with those ebony streaks.

Groaning, you put the phone back into your pocket. Maybe some rice would fix it later, but for now you needed to get home. You took a moment to look around the empty street where only a few cars were parked and a few streetlights cast an unnatural green hue on the street. One of them was flickering and buzzing loudly, and you noticed it start to flash red. Your eyes focused on the red light that gleamed on your face, brows sewing together in confusion. Was it protocol for streetlights to flash red when they needed maintenance?

As you looked across the way, you noticed that the light was situated right beside an alleyway between two buildings, a narrow one littered with trash on the ground. A strange fog was settled in the alley there, rising up from the ground in smoky swirls illuminated by the slow flash of red light. In that moment, you saw nothing there but smoke. The light flashed off, and you only saw darkness, and when the red light returned, a dark figure was suddenly standing there in the smoke. A gasp painfully resided in your chest, and when the light flashed off again, you saw glowing scarlet eyes in the dark.

Something heavy dropped in your stomach and weakened your legs. The heart in your chest beat against your ribcage and begged you to flee, but you felt frozen in place. When the red light flashed on again, there was nothing there.

It didn't soothe you—because now you felt an uncanny feeling bustling in the pit of your stomach and rising up your throat, and you felt a cold breath on the back of your neck where every single miniscule hair stood up on its end. In a fleeting whisper like the wind, a thick, feminine voice presented itself right behind your ear:

"Run."

You did. A scream strangled by the plight of your lungs for air resounded in your throat as you sprinted wildly down the street, blinded by the rain that filled your eyes and beat against your face. Your hair was already soaked and your phone fell out of your pocket in your mad dash from whatever had whispered into your ear, but you had no time to pull your hood up or grab your phone from the ground. You heard no footsteps, but you could feel them right behind you. You could still even feel the breath on your neck.

"Help!" you tried to scream, but as soon as the word left your mouth and filtered through the rain-patterned air, something brushed beside you with such brute force and speed that you fell forward onto the ground, landing in a large puddle that splashed water all on your face.

As the pain in your knees and elbows throbbed, a sharper pain took precedent in your hand. Raising your shaky arm, you saw a bite mark ripped across the flesh on the side of your hand, blood already filling the indentions of teeth too sharp to be human on your skin. You whimpered from the throbbing pain that made your hand feel like it was swelling, and the blood was already trickling down your arm and dripping onto the puddle beneath you. Crimson invaded the clear water and followed the stream that drained into the sewer.

The adrenaline in your veins urged you to scramble to your feet, but that fear in your blood was just what she liked. It made you sweeter, delicious on her tongue. And what she had tasted of you inebriated her like an animal, so that before you could even take a fleeing step forward, her arms wrapped around you like heavy chains and squeezed you against her.

A cold hand latched around your throat as you were pressed against a body behind you, and it felt like a statue had caught you and was suffocating you around stone. You grabbed at the hand that did not budge until a thumb nudged against your jaw to move it to the side, and then you felt teeth sinking into your neck.

At first, there was a bright whiteness behind your eyes that stole your vision from you. You were frozen, like the statue had morphed you into its own fabric of stone, and the only thing that assured you that you were still alive was a loud ringing in your ears and the pain flooding the entire side of your neck and face.

Before you knew it, you fell to your knees and she went down with you, guiding you to the ground as your limbs grew numb. Your hand clutching hers fell away, and your eyes rolled to the inside of your skull as that bright whiteness in your eyes faded to black.

Whatever the creature had done to your neck had brought an ache throughout your entire body. When you woke, you stirred and felt the soreness in your muscles as your eyes gently fluttered open. You were met with what seemed like total darkness at first until you could make out the dimly lit room you were in. It was a bedroom, one decorated with gold-framed paintings on the walls and lit candelabras reflecting orange on the otherwise bare walls. You could see a ladderback chair sitting in the corner, and in the other corner was a woman standing beside an old-looking folding screen.

You sat upright in the bed upon seeing her, but a pounding rhythm rushed into your head, and you squeezed your eyes shut at the dizziness.

"Careful there, detka," said that thick, feminine voice. "You'll get whiplash." Her words drawled in an accent you couldn't place, and when you opened your eyes again, you could see her more clearly. She was a striking woman with an otherworldly beauty. Dark lips sat against a pale, structured face, curtained with wavy red locks and buttoned by two smarting eyes that calculated you. Through the jade there gleamed a beastly crimson. She was not human.

"Who are you?" you boldly questioned, but your voice sounded far away from you.

A smirk tugged her lips like a marionette. "Your nightmare," Wanda lilted, and you couldn't but wonder if her accent was a faded Russian. She took a step forward, and you noticed her knee-high boots and the dark red corset on her chest, and the matching cape that drifted behind her ankles. She walked towards the folding screen with heavy footsteps until you could only see her shadow moving behind it. "Your predator," she continued, and you could feel your heart in your throat now, and it seemed like the wound on your neck throbbed harder the closer she got.

The red glow of her eyes passed through the screen, and she came out on the other side of it. "Why are you doing this?" you whimpered, feeling a cold breeze on your skin and realizing you were naked.

"Why do girls like you walk home alone at night?" she asked with a tilt of her head as she curved her path towards you. "Just as ignorance is in your nature, thirst is in mine."

You glanced down to the scabbed bite mark on your hand and then brought it to the one on your neck. She had bitten you? She attacked you there on the street and taken you to wherever this place was. By the look in her eyes, you didn't think you would ever leave that room alive.

"Smart thinking there, detka," Wanda spoke, and your eyes widened. Had she read your mind? "But don't worry too much about that. You are right—you will never leave this room. But I do intend to keep you alive… for a while." She came closer to the bed and leaned down towards you, causing you to shrink under her shadow. She smiled at your gesture of fear and brought a hand towards your face which you rebuked with a flinch. The cold skin of her knuckle caressed your cheek, and the warmth there reminded her of the living blood beneath it. "If you were anyone else, you would have been dead moments after I found you." She grinned, showing you the sharp fangs in her pearly smile. "But you're just too sweet to waste. Makes me wonder what else of you is sweet." Her thumb dug into your cheek, and you tried to move away, but she held you there with impenetrable strength. "Don't even try to fight, detka. You won't win."

Tilting your head back, she tilted your body backwards with it, crawling over you on the bed. Your hands were trembling with fear, and although her grip was strong, it was gentle.

"Don't hurt me, please," you begged out of the innate human resistance to pain, and she laughed despicably.

"You can beg all you want. You can scream, you can cry. But no one will hear you, and I will have you begging for me to hurt you soon enough," she hissed, and when she lowered her face down towards your neck, you started to cry from fear that she was going to hurt you again.

Instead, she planted a soft kiss on the crook of your collarbone. You shivered at the feeling, your expectations thrown off course by the kiss. As you tried to reevaluate what she was going to do, Wanda let her lips trail lightly down your sternum. She let her lips part and breathed in your scent, feeling every inhuman nerve and impulse in her body alight.

Wanda could hear your heart beating from under your skin, hear it thud against your ribcage in a pace so wildly anxious. Turning her head slightly so she could press part of her cheek against your bare skin, she could feel the violent rush of blood following everywhere she touched like magnets on either side of a partition, tinging your skin pink. She was imbued with a degree of bloodlust that the vampire had never before been privy to.

You felt her hand on your face glide down your neck, fingernails scratching you softly there. You were relieved to have your face freed, but her hand was crawling down your chest to meet her other one, and then they fell together to your breasts and grabbed them. You stiffened, and Wanda hummed. "So soft," she remarked as she massaged your breasts, letting her thumbs press into your rosy peaks.

To your betrayal, your nipples hardened. As frightening and terrifying as she was, it was turning you on. The way she was touching you, breathing you in. You felt a strong mental pull towards her that felt wholly unnatural. Unbeknownst to you, the vampire held a charismatic charm that drew humans like you into her. Not to mention her expertise in witchcraft, which allowed her the ability of mind control. But in that moment, the pull you felt towards her originated only from yourself.

"Do you know what makes blood even sweeter than fear, detka?" Wanda spoke as she moved her lips to your nipple. You feared her fangs, but when you only felt her lips suckle you softly, a twinge of warmth sparked inside you. Wanda inhaled again, and smiled against your nipple. "Arousal."

Your cheeks bloomed scarlet from her words. It wasn't because you were afraid of what she was going to do to you. It was because you were afraid of how much you were going to like it.

"You will," she remarked, confirming to you that she could read your mind. The thought made you uncomfortable, exposed, vulnerable, but Wanda become preoccupied with her own thoughts as she pressed her palm flat against your sternum and slid it down slowly, traversing over your abdomen which rose and fell rapidly beneath her hand from your fast breaths.

Wanda's svelte hand raised over your hipbone and dipped to your inner thigh. She looked at you with a half-open smirk as she pushed your legs apart forcefully. You wondered if you would even have a chance of pushing her off and escaping. You remembered what you felt on the street when she found you—she had pushed past you and managed to bite your hand without you ever noticing until you were on the ground. You remembered how iron hard her hands were when they grabbed you from behind.

"Don't try it, detka," she whispered, and you cursed yourself for forgetting that she could apparently hear your thoughts. "If you know what's good for you, just spread those pretty legs for me." She pushed them open wider, and you winced at the pain in your hips, but somehow you let her. Maybe it was because you did know what was good for you—that trying to fight her would be futile and a death wish—or maybe it was because you liked the way the vampire's fingertips were bruising your inner thighs.

As her hand rubbed your thighs, she leaned up to get a better look at your face. "I knew you were beautiful when I first saw you," she whispered. "A small-town girl moving to the big city all by herself, with no idea of the monsters and the violence hidden therein. So sweet, so innocent." Her voice had dropped to a whisper as she trailed a finger through your hair.

Your eyebrows sewed together. How did she know that you had just moved to the city? She was a complete stranger, and as you tried to figure out if you had ever seen her before, she caught your thoughts and answered them.

"Oh, we have met, detka. Not face-to-face, not in a coffee shop, or at your job, or randomly in the street. We met when I noticed you bringing boxes into your apartment building. We met when you went to apply for that shitty job. When you tried to find your way home that night. We meet when you sleep with your window cracked just enough for my fingers to slip under, when you shower with your curtain opened just enough, when you don't look around you as you cut across those dirty alleyways to get where you're going faster."

Your eyes were wide open as you listened to her words. Fear tingled throughout your body, and you watched her pupils widen as she smelled it. Her hand on your thigh rose up to cup your core, and you hissed at the feeling.

"You have no idea how hard it was to wait," she whispered, bringing her lips dangerously close to yours. "How hard it was to watch you walk by and smell that sweet elixir in your veins." Suddenly, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against yours. You made a muffled noise of protest, but she kissed you hard and unwieldy.

Her tongue forced past your lips and entered your mouth. You had the mind to bite her tongue, but she beat you to it. The two fine points of her fangs only lightly touched your tongue, but it was enough to draw blood. She quickly glided her tongue over yours, groaning at the taste of your blood on her tongue. Her hand between your legs was stroking up and down your slit, making you realize how wet you were. You could feel the cold metal of rings on her fingers.

Finally, she released your mouth, and you gasped for breath that you had been gradually losing during the fiery, bloody kiss. You cringed at the taste of the blood in your mouth, and your eyes focused on Wanda as she leaned up, licking her hips with her eyes closed. When they opened, her pupils were unnaturally dilated with a faint crimson flooding her irises.

She sat up and removed her hand from between your legs, taking her long, glistening fingers and placing them in her mouth. Her eyes watched you darkly as she sucked your wetness off her fingers and moaned at your taste. Something about the way she moaned made you feel hot all over, and you squirmed with a strange longing for her to put her hand there again.

Wanda noticed this and smirked. "How far you've come in only a matter of minutes. First you were begging me to not touch you, and now you want it." There was a strain in her voice that could only be brought about by her thirst for you. She had gotten a taste, and like a wild animal, she needed more.

Wanda brought her fingers to her pants and unzipped them, pulling them down just a bit as you watched expectantly. Suddenly, a red glow came from her palm and filtered through her fingers in lilting webs of magic, and a large strap-on appeared at her hips.

With an air of urgency, she took your knees and bent them up before situating herself between your legs, leaning down and placing her elbows on either side of your head like anchors so that you were trapped beneath her. You were trembling as she stared down at you with pulsing eyes, breathing through her teeth. Moving her hips, she let her strap rub against your core, the tip nudging in your entrance but staying there outside of you.

Her eyes moved to the wound on your neck that she had left before, and then they moved to the other side of your neck left untouched. She lowered down to nuzzle her face into your neck, and you whimpered in fear, grabbing onto her muscular arms. You were caught somewhere between horror and lust, and the combination of chemicals in your blood made you all the more irresistible to the monster hovering above you. Her red hair was soft on your chest as she pressed a kiss to your neck, and you felt her cock lean further into you.

She was taking her time to build you up, but Wanda couldn't help herself anymore. Suddenly, her weight was crushing you as she sunk her teeth into your neck and her cock into your cunt. You cried out as she entered you all at once, and that sharp pain seized your neck. Wanda started off strong, thrusting hard into you with a force you'd never felt before.

Wanda grunted in your neck as she drank from you, feeling her thirst be quelled with your addictive blood. You grabbed onto her back, feeling like you were about to fall right through the bed. She was over you, inside you, around you, and even in between, surrounding all your senses and invading you in all meanings of the word. It was raw and intimate and cathartic, and you felt drunk with pleasure and pain as she fucked you and drained you.

While your entire body felt on fire, the feeling in your neck turned cold. Wanda knew she needed to stop before she killed you, but the feral animal in her couldn't bear to stop. She wanted more of you, all of you, she wanted to drink every last drop until she was full.

Finding what self-control she had, Wanda had to tear herself away from you with a growl, sitting up and feeling the room spin around her. She was drunk off your blood, inebriated and liberated. As she opened her eyes, you saw the mad, crazed, hungry look in her pupils through your dimming vision. The lightheadedness in you made you relax, and you grabbed Wanda's cape to keep yourself there.

You watched your own blood glisten from Wanda's mouth, smeared all across her face due to the sloppy aggressiveness with which she had taken you. You could feel a wetness on your neck, blood smeared around the bite and even the side of your face, dripping onto the white sheets below and staining them like snow.

Wanda meant it. She wanted to keep you alive. You were too pretty and too sweet for her to ever let you go or let you die.

"You're mine now," Wanda growled, her voice deeper than it was before. "I've tasted you and taken you." She slammed her hips extra hard, driving her cock deep inside you and causing you to whimper. You were halfway there, only able to feel the pleasurable stretch inside you and the way her cock nudged against a sweet spot deep within. "You'll be here with me for the rest of your life, letting me drink you and fuck you. The best part is that you will like it. You do like it, don't you, detka?"

You had lost your mind. You nodded and whined an incoherent form of a confirmative answer, your eyes glazed eyes threatening to roll to the back of your head and stay there.

Wanda smiled in satisfaction as she continued to hammer into you. "I knew you were perfect." Her hips stuttered as she moaned, her thrusts getting sloppier.

Your walls were tightening around her, and the dizziness in your head amplified as a pressure coiled in the pit of your stomach. Wanda fucked you harder so that you were pushed over the edge, arching off the bed and moaning. Wanda watched some of the blood from your neck roll down your chest and over your breast, and the sight alone was enough for her to cum.

You were surprised to feel liquid rushing inside you as Wanda filled you with her fake cum. She slowed her thrusts, and you both were trembling from the heights you had experienced.

Wanda waved her strap away with her magic and sat up from you, looking down at the sight of you. You were bloodied and filled, fucked and drained. You were one of the most beautiful sights she had seen in all her days.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" she cooed, brushing some of the hair out of your face. You could barely open your eyes, only coherent enough to shake your head before it lulled to the side. It was common for victims to sleep after experiencing what you had experienced, so Wanda let you sleep while she got a wet cloth and cleaned you up, as much as she wanted to keep you ruined like that. Putting you in some clothes, she moved you under the covers of the bed and let you sleep peacefully. You needed it, because this was only the start of the pleasure and pain your captor would give you.

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