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candysims4 · 3 months

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CASUAL SET | PART. 5

New 25 items for CAS as part 5 of my "Casual Set."

There were two earrings, six rings, three wrists, three dresses, four tops, five bottoms, and two shoes (Some items have two or more versions).

All items are very casual and versatile. They can easily go with different styles/occasions, so you can mix and match them like those in parts 1 to 4.

You can find part 1 here, parts 2 and 3 here, and part 4 here.

AS THE DESCRIPTION IS LONG, I WILL PUT DETAILS OF EACH ITEM, INCLUDING CLOSE-UP PHOTOS OF ACCESSORIES AND SHOES PHOTOS BELOW THE CUT.

ALL ITEMS ARE:

TEEN TO ELDER

BASE GAME COMPATIBLE

MADE FOR FEMALE FRAME

DISALLOWED FOR RANDOM

THUMBNAILS + COLOR SWATCHES (HOSTED IN IMGUR)

MY SITE (NO AD.FLY):

AUDRINA EARRINGS

KIANA EARRINGS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

JOHANNA RINGS (ALL)

BAYLEE WRIST (LEFT)

DARIA WRIST (LEFT)

RUNA WRIST (RIGHT)

ALINA SHORT DRESS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

FIONA SHORT DRESS

SIENNA SHORT DRESS

ALINA TANK TOP (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

DANIKA TANK TOP (VERSIONS 1 AND 2 + ACC VERSIONS)

FIONA TANK TOP

SIENNA TANK TOP

ANYA SKIRT (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

CHIARA JEANS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

ISLA SKIRT

NOEMI SKIRT

XIMENA SHORT (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

ALESSANDRA FLATS

THALIA HEELS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2)

Free release on 27th March 2024

PATREON EARLY ACCESS + MERGED OPTIONS

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DESCRIPTION OF EACH ITEM:

AUDRINA EARRINGS

1.416 POLYGONS

10 SWATCH COLORS

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/EARRINGS

KIANA EARRINGS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions! (Except for polycount)

VERSION 1: 1.090 POLYGONS VERSION 2: 990 POLYGONS

10 SWATCH COLORS

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/EARRINGS

JOHANNA RINGS (ALL) Same colors and description for both versions! (Except for polycount)

INDEX (L): 240 POLYGONS MIDDLE (L): 120 POLYGONS RING (L): 312 POLYGONS INDEX (R): 32 POLYGONS MIDDLE (R): 48 POLYGONS RING (R): 176 POLYGONS

10 SWATCH COLORS

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/RINGS

BAYLEE WRIST (LEFT)

1.536 POLYGONS

15 SWATCH COLORS - All color combinations

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/WRIST (LEFT)

DARIA WRIST (LEFT)

768 POLYGONS

18 SWATCH COLORS - All color combinations

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/WRIST (LEFT)

RUNA WRIST (RIGHT)

896 POLYGONS

10 SWATCH COLORS - All color combinations

YOU WILL FIND IN ACCESSORIES/WRIST (RIGHT)

ALINA SHORT DRESS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

4.292 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN FULL BODY/SHORT DRESS

FIONA SHORT DRESS

4.292 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN FULL BODY/SHORT DRESS

SIENNA SHORT DRESS

4.408 POLYGONS

75 SWATCH COLORS - 55 plain colors - 20 color combinations

YOU WILL FIND IN FULL BODY/SHORT DRESS

ALINA TANK TOP (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

3.216 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN TOP/TANK TOP

DANIKA TANK TOP (VERSIONS 1 AND 2 + ACC VERSIONS) Same colors and description for all versions!

3.172 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN TOP/TANK TOP OR/AND ACCESSORIES/GLOVES

FIONA TANK TOP

3.216 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN TOP/TANK TOP

SIENNA TANK TOP

3.332 POLYGONS

75 SWATCH COLORS - 55 plain colors - 20 color combinations

YOU WILL FIND IN TOP/TANK TOP

ANYA SKIRT (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

1.166 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN BOTTOM/SKIRT

CHIARA JEANS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

1.066 POLYGONS

44 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN BOTTOM/JEANS

ISLA SKIRT

1.606 POLYGONS

80 SWATCH COLORS - 55 plain colors - 25 patterned

YOU WILL FIND IN BOTTOM/SKIRT

NOEMI SKIRT

1.166 POLYGONS

80 SWATCH COLORS - 55 plain colors - 25 patterned

YOU WILL FIND IN BOTTOM/SKIRT

XIMENA SHORT (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

1.192 POLYGONS

44 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN BOTTOM/SHORT

ALESSANDRA FLATS

422 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN SHOES/FLATS

THALIA HEELS (VERSIONS 1 AND 2) Same colors and description for both versions!

370 POLYGONS

55 SWATCH COLORS - All plain colors

YOU WILL FIND IN SHOES/HEELS

PHOTOS:

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nanaminokanojo · 10 months

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THAWING ICE QUEEN | CHAPTER INDEX (part 1-89 completed)

–one night of fooling around with the annoying campus king gojo satoru (he thinks so), turns into...well, something else more long term

CHARACTERS: gojo satoru x you | geto suguru | jjk characters

MASTERLIST

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

part 10

part 11

part 12 (with prose)

part 13

part 14

bonus chapter (full prose)

part 15

part 16

part 17

part 18

part 19

part 20

part 21

part 22 (with prose)

part 23

part 24

part 25

part 26

part 27

part 28

part 29

part 30 (with prose)

part 31

part 32

part 33

part 34

part 35

part 36

part 37

part 38

part 39

part 40

part 41

part 42

part 43

part 44

part 45

part 46

part 47

part 48

part 49

part 50

part 51

part 52 (with prose)

part 53

part 54

part 55

part 56

part 57

part 58

part 59

part 60

part 61

part 62

part 63

part 64

part 65

part 66

bonus chapter #2 (full prose)

part 67

part 68

part 69

part 70

part 71

part 72

part 73

part 74

part 75

part 76

part 77

part 78

part 79

part 80 (with prose)

part 81

part 82

part 83

part 84

part 85

part 86

part 87

part 88 (with prose)

part 89

Continue to part 90 onwards here.

A/N: The tag list for this story is still open if anyone's interested. Just hit me up! :)

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endious · 2 years

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3:48 AM — break in.

ft — jeff the killer x fem!reader

cw — noncon, somnophilia, light marking, stalking, creampie, blood, mentions of killing, slight corruption kink, mentions of knifeplay, blood kink, panty stealing

— -17 age & ageless blogs dni

wc — 1.8k

He never could pinpoint what made him so interested in you. Maybe it was simply your body that called to him, maybe it was the way your big doe eyes looked cautiously around yourself when you were walking alone at night. Maybe it was just the way you seemed so pure and innocent, something he was the opposite of.

Whatever it might’ve been that convinced him to follow you home and watch you every night through your window, he’s glad he did it because the sight before him this night was too inviting.

Your body — motionless as you slept soundly — curled up into the soft silks of your sheets, a cute pajama set clinging to your figure. The fluffy pink and white of the soft fabric went well with your figure as you dreamed peacefully. Occasionally twisting in your sleep only to settle back down, a small plushie held tight in your grip against your chest.

Had it been anyone else they would’ve simply gotten inside and stolen things from your home on a night like this but Jeff wasn’t here to do any of those. He was here to indulge himself in a sick fantasy he’s had for a long time.

His hands push your window up — knowing it’s always unlocked — the soft sound that follows as it rises isn’t enough to wake you nor is the sound of wind blowing outside or his calculated footsteps as he pushes himself through the open window into your dark bedroom and stands up straight.

He should feel disgusted with himself but all he can do is stifle a cackle at how easy all of this was. Now that he was inside like many times before you couldn’t do anything to stop him from taking anything he wanted, could you? Wouldn’t that be entertaining to see in the future.

His shadow looms over your bed where you lay still as peaceful as ever, if only you could open your pretty eyes and stare at him with that fear he wanted to see in your eyes.

Your bed shifts under his weight and he’s slow with his movements, careful not to wake you the sleeping princess. This isn’t the first time he’s gotten inside someone’s room and got face to face with them before they were ever aware, but he’d make sure you never knew of this happening until he wanted you to.

Your brows furrowed together as you grabbed at the plush between your fingers harder, a huff through your nose before your features relax once more and if he cared, Jeff would’ve been interested in what you were dreaming about. Too bad he didn’t.

He stills himself, laying beside you who’s curled up and facing away from him. His eyes move down to the cotton shorts that look just a little too tight for you to sleep comfortably. You’re lucky he’s a kind man, taking time and skilled movement to slip them down to rest against your ankles while the sight of your panties comes into view now. The white fabric littered with pink hearts and he considers taking them afterwards as payment for being so gentle with you.

He sighs, touching your hair and grinning widely before he leans closer and takes a sniff. The soft flowery scent is welcoming and he’s addicted to it most nights when he’s stuck with the image of you in his head. His hands ghost over your body down to the soft panties that hug the curve of your ass, resting his hands there with his eyes fixed on the back of your head incase you were to stir awake at the coldness of his touch. Nothing happens, and a crazed smile that stretches his scars blooms on his face.

His fingers carefully tug under the band of your underwear, listening closely to you as he slips them down slowly. He can’t rush opening such a perfect present can he?

The soft fabric meets your shorts and stays with them bunched up at your ankles as he trails his index back up your leg, enjoying the way goosebumps bloom against your skin and he rests the flat of his palm against your soft hip stifling another laugh at how stupid this was, how stupid you were. Anyone would’ve woken up by now but you were just so tired he assumed, why wouldn’t he take advantage of this now that he’s gotten this far?

His pants and boxers are pulled down just enough to free his hard cock that throbs at the fantasy that plays on repeat in his head. He’s always wanted to do this to you and he almost can’t contain his crazed excitement as he lifts your leg up just enough to slide his cock through, resting against your entrance as he takes one last look over your peaceful body before slipping his blunt tip past your lower lips as warmth enveloped his length.

It’s tight, so fucking tight and hard to move when your pussy struggles to take just the head of his dick, a soft whine escaping you but you don’t wake even now as he takes his time sliding deeper into your hole while your plush walls squeeze him.

His fingers dig into your soft thigh and he coos quietly at the sight as your cunt flutters around him and a pained whimper leaves your throat as your hands grab harshly at the plushie now shoved into your face. He’s not even halfway in and you can barely handle him, it makes his cock twitch painfully against your sticky walls as he inhales through his nose against one of your many pillows, the scent of iron flooding his senses again and he becomes aware of the sticky red splotches against his hoodie again.

There’s going to be a lot of red adorning your silky white sheets where he lays in the morning and a sticky full feeling between your legs when you wake up.

He pushed a little further before pulling back and pushing back in and after a few slow and short thrusts your soft sounds turn more angelic and your walls accommodate to his length as he presses further, taking a few more thrusts before he’s growing impatient and shoving the rest of his length into your tight cunt with a muffled groan.

“Stop! Oh, haah, stop..” He stiffens against you when your small voice breaks the silence, reaching for his knife that’s about to fall off the side of your bed before you relax and a quiet snore leaves you.

You’re still sleep.

He grins as he retracts his hand from his weapon and grabs at your plush hip, his other hand snaking under your body to grab at your warm side.

Your walls hug him tight as he pulls back before sinking back into that overwhelming warmth, he can feel your cervix pressed tight against his tip as he begins thrusting into you, nothing fast or hard enough to wake you.

He curses under his breath while your pussy grows wetter and sweet sounds leave your lips as he fucks you in your sleep. It’s like a sick dream has came to life for him and he’s living in it.

His thrusts grow a bit faster, a little rougher. Experimenting with the possibility of what would wake you and even still you remain asleep as your body rocks with his and your bed creaks softly with each movement.

He wants you to wake up, to feel his knife pressed against your throat as he fucks your tight pussy and fills you up. He wants to see you sob and beg for your life, cry for him to stop what he’s doing even with a knife to your neck and the silent promise of slitting your throat if you fight back.

The idea sends a rush down to his cock and he grits his teeth as he ruts into you a little harder than before, hearing a sweet sound leave you when he presses against a gummy spot inside you that makes you arch against him before he’s thrusting up into that spot repeatedly.

Your cute moans are addicting to listen to as he plays out his fantasy in his head, growing closer to his release with each passing second as his fingers dig into your plush hips enough to cause bruises.

If he was really coherent and not lost in your pussy he’d wake you up right now so you knew what was happening to your poor cunt but he also loved the idea of leaving you to wonder what that warm feeling between your trembling legs is when you wake up in a few hours.

Maybe you’d be confused, reaching under your cotton shorts to feel no underwear and come into contact with your bare cunt, sticky and drooling his cum. Maybe you’d be shocked, thinking it was you and that you had a wet dream during the night. You’ve never had a guy fuck you before anyways, you wouldn’t notice a difference or be aware in the slightest that a scary murderer in your neighborhood came and fucked you in your sleep.

His jaw clenched as he reaches down to your puffy pearl that begs for his attention and he rubs harsh circles into the bundle of nerves, your body jumping and shaking against him as your face contorts in pleasure even while sleeping. He hopes you’re dreaming about this right now.

He hisses out a low groan as his hips sputter and his balls grow tight before he presses his hips tight against your ass, his cock twitching as hot ropes of his seed spurt into your welcoming pussy. His thumb never leaving your clit until your whines grow in pitch and your walls spasm around him as you cum. Hips jerking ever so slightly against him but it’s hard to notice when he’s holding you in place.

He breaths heavily against your pillow, hand releasing it’s tight grip on your hip as he comes down from his high and glances down at where you’re both connected before pulling out, a trail of his cum following but being pushed back inside with his index shortly after and pulling your panties and shorts up to rest against your body like they were before he snuck in.

He’s quick to pull his pants back up and stand to his feet without waking you, knife in hand as he steals one more look at your resting figure before smirking and leaving through the window he came in from. It’s closed softly behind him and he stays there out of view, waiting for when you might open your eyes and stretch with a big yawn before noticing the ache between your legs, like always.

If only he had a phone with him to record your reactions to his crimes.

#jeff the killer #creepypasta x reader #jeff the killer x reader #creepypasta #creepypasta smut #jeff the killer smut #jeff the killer x you #jeff the killer x y/n #cw noncon #cw somnophilia #cw stalking #cw corruption

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libraryofloveletters · 7 months

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chapter four: show me the world.

Chalres Leclerc x Fem!Reader + Carlos Sainz Jr x Fem!Reader

Warnings: carlos heavy content so you charles girlies - I'm sorry, charles is oblivious, reader doesn't seem to have much of a strong will around carlos, alcohol and the consumption of, some cheesy flirting from both carlos and reader, sneaking around, lying to your boyfriend, sexual tension, carlos is so fuckboy coded I can't help it, insinuation to nsfw content.

Word Count: 2.6k

Author's Note: this one is juicy :) those of you that are rooting for her and carlos - this one's for you!

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"Are you sure you'll be okay?" His warm hand rests on your knee, you can feel the contrast between his skin and the cold silver wrapped around his index finger.

You smiled at your boyfriend, fingers interlocking over his. "I'll be fine, Charles. I'm a big girl."

"I know, but I know you hate flying alone."

You shrugged, getting out of the car with him. You were headed off to sunny, sunny Spain to meet up with your girlfriends. You two were currently in Belgium, a two hour flight from your next destination. You had joined Charles for the last race of the season before the summer break.

Usually, you would join Charles but he was headed to Italy for some training, rather self-inflicted torture in the mountains, with Andrea and Joris.

The man sets your suitcase down in front of you, "you're 100% sure you'll be okay?" He asks, you nod once more, pulling him into a hug.

"Be safe, okay? and text me from the gate and when you get off the plane." He rattles off, kissing your forehead.

You smiled, teasing him. "Okay dad." Charles rolls his eyes, his arm still over your shoulder. "Have fun with Andrea and Joris, hm?"

"Training? Yeah right."

You take his words with a grain of salt; he always managed to cram in some fun.

"I'll see you next week for the trip with your mom and your brothers, yeah?" Your hand rests on your boyfriend's jaw, kissing him softly. Charles smiles, his lips covered in your baby pink lipgloss. "Yeah, I love you."

"Love you too, drive safe." You smiled at him, walking off to the door. The airport was fairly calm, a typical Tuesday morning. You went through security and got onto your flight without a hitch.

Two hours later, the warm Spanish sun welcomed you; a more than needed change from the downpour of rain and grey clouds you had been basking in all weekend in at Spa.

See, you had every intention of spending the day in your hotel room, relaxing before your girlfriends returned. After they heard you were staying with Charles in Belgium, they went off to Lisbon in search of, well, who knows. intention

After much assurance that you'd be more than fine on your own for the two days they'd be gone, you were at peace. A short Uber ride to your hotel and you had made sure to text Charles, letting him know you landed and made it safely to your hotel.

The buzzing noise caught your attention when you stepped out of the shower. The fluffy white fabric tucked under your arms, wet fingers reaching for the phone on the counter.

carlossainz55: landed?

youruser: yes.

carlossainz55: no need to be so proper with me, amor.

carlossainz55: especially after what happened in monaco.

You rolled your eyes at his message and yet, you texted back.

youruser: okay

carlossainz55: where are you ?

youruser: why?

carlossainz55: because I would like to take you to dinner.

youruser: I’m in madrid

carlossainz55: of course but where?

youruser: the ritz, room 729

You hesitated before you sent the message, a little uncertain about this. You knew you shouldn’t but god, he had a hold over you that was unexplainable. What’s the harm in dinner ?

carlossainz55: and what am I meant to do with your room number y/n?

youruser: whatever you’d like, carlos.

carlossainz55: pick you up in an hour.

Not a question, but a statement; he was coming to get you.

It didn't take you very long to get ready, you saw Carlos less than 48 hours ago. You didn't need to impress him but some stupid feminine urge to make yourself look pretty for him kicked in.

The bed sheets were untouched, wrinkling under your weight as you straightened the hem of your skirt. You let out a breath, the sun in the sky had slipped away under the clouds; fitting.

It's the universe's way of telling you not to go out with your boyfriend's teammate, even if it was just for dinner. Dinner always meant something else, you couldn't get into something else with Carlos.

Not after Monaco.

It took you a second to swallow the thought, the same way you swallowed the vodka. The mini bottle sat empty of the desk before you pushed it over the edge and into the trash can.

Another breath slipped from your lips when you reached for your phone, about to message Carlos and tell him.. well you weren't sure, you were hoping to come up with something.

Perhaps you weren't feeling well or you suddenly came down with food poisoning.

The message was typed out; not feeling well, I thought a shower would help but I guess not :( raincheck?

You didn't even get a chance to hit send, a knock on the door startling you. To no surprise, Carlos stood in front of you with a bouquet of flowers in hand.

"Who are those for?" You asked, the man smiles at you and hands them over to you. "It's rude to take a woman on a date without bringing her flowers first."

Carlos kisses your cheek as he passes the flowers to you, his fingers brushed against yours. You hum, biting back the urge to roll your eyes, "this isn't a date, Carlos."

"Says the one dolled up," he says, following you in as you set the flowers on the table and gather your purse and phone. Carlos leans on the wall, watching as you slip on your flats. "Linda," (beautiful) he mumbles under his breath, arms folded over his chest and smiling at you when you turn around.

"Shall we?" You ask.

Carlos raises an eyebrow, "what's the rush? Gonna change your mind on me?"

"Maybe."

He smiles, opening the room door for you and then gestures for you to go ahead. "Ladies first."

You hum, stepping out of the room and following Carlos down to the back parking lot. You knew the hotel wasn't some run down place and they had quite a few high end guests but none of whom drove a Ferrari.

"Flashy," you glance at the man, Carlos of course, opens your door for you and even offers you his hand as you lower yourself into the seat.

"Figured I'd bring her out for a worthy guest."

You roll your eyes as he shuts your door and gets into the driver's seat. "You're incredibly cheesy, Carlos Sainz."

"You did tell me that cheese pizza was your favourite."

"Don't you dare compare yourself to pizza. It's way better than you."

Carlos laughs, rolling his eyes playfully as you two head towards a restaurant he had told you about.

It was a small place, tucked away between two small side streets and between buildings. It's one of those places you'd see if you'd googled aesthetic photos of Spain.

Seemed like Carlos came here often, the man at the door hugged him hello, ushering him to a table by the window. Carlos ordered for you, of course he asked if you minded beforehand.

You agreed, letting him order for you - the menu was in Spanish and you were a bit rusty.

Dinner was quiet, the two of you chatted over a bottle of wine. It felt as if all the time in the world had passed and yet no time had actually passed.

You had forgotten all about the nerves that riddled you before he picked you up and you had forgotten about your boyfriend momentarily as well.

Carlos pays the bill, refusing to take your money; you were here on vacation, save it for when you're with your friends, not him.

His hand rests on your lower back, there wasn't a worry in the world.

It's an older part of Madrid - mostly remnants of a past Madrid and a few family spots left behind. No one knew Carlos as the driver, just a boy who visited often and you were his friend, that's all.

The Spanish sun had peeked out from behind the clouds of earlier skies, setting under the horizon casting out an orangish hue onto the city.

"Ice cream?" Carlos says out of the blue, pulling you from your thoughts.

"What?"

He nods towards the man with the little cart, ice cream plastered on to the side. "Yeah, please." you tell him, sitting on the bench. Carlos takes that as his hint to get it for you, asking you what flavour you wanted before running over and getting it for you.

After passing you the ice cream, he gets himself a scoop of chocolate - the worst ice cream flavour.

You were taking a picture of your own ice cream but you lifted the phone towards him, taking a picture of him mid bite.

At some point, the sun had completely set and the street lights lit the way back to the car. Carlos had opened the door for you again, sitting patiently next to you as you connected your phone to his speaker.

"What was wrong with my music? I thought it was the driver's choice anyways." He looks over at you, you mumble, focused on your screen when you finally get it to connect.

"I don't want to listen to smooth operator over and over again, Carlos."

The man laughs, shaking his head as you hit play on your playlist.

You seem to have forgotten that when your phone connects, your messages display on the screen as well. Charles's name pops up on the bottom and you had felt your phone buzz on your lap but you ignored it.

Carlos smiles to himself when he notices your lack of interest in the message. "Aren't you going to answer your boyfriend?"

His words stab you in the side like a knife.

"Yeah."

From Charles: how’s the trip so far?

To Charles: Good! The girls come back from Lisbon in a day so I’ve been hanging out and exploring

From Charles: see anything interesting ?

To Charles: not really lmao, how’s training ?

From Charles: good, exhausting.

From Charles: are you gonna meet up with Carlos while you’re there? I don’t think he’s going anywhere during the break.

You freeze, Carlos looks over at you. “Are you alright?” He asks and you nod, “Charles asked if I’m going to see you.”

Carlos smiles, “tell him you already did.” You roll your eyes, flinging your hand towards the man and hitting him in the arm. “I will not!”

To Charles: I haven’t spoken to him.

From Charles: message him then, amour. I’m sure he’d be happy to take you around, show you some stuff if you don’t have plans for tomorrow.

To Charles: yeah okay :) I think I’m gonna call it an early night, get my sleep before the party animals come back

From Charles: okay, sweet dreams.

To Charles: you too <3

The phone sits on your lap, looking out the window. Carlos's hand rests on your knee, his thumb rubbing back and forth. Your skin felt like it was on fire, all from a simple touch. Imagine if he was doing more, you were letting your mind run wild, taking you back to the night in Monaco.

"You have nothing to feel guilty about. It was just dinner." Carlos tells you.

"Yeah, this time it was just dinner."

He huffs, "stop that."

"Stop what? Telling the truth? This whole thing is wrong, Carlos. You're his teammate."

"And what? You're not allowed to have friends, y/n?"

You roll your eyes, ignoring his words before brushing his hand away from your knee. The buildings roll by until they start to become familiar, the two of you sitting in silence until he pulls into the parking lot.

"Is this the last I'm going to see of you?"

"I see you almost every other weekend," you tell him, picking up your purse.

"You know what I mean, y/n. On this trip."

"Probably."

"I hope it's not."

You roll your eyes, getting out of the car. Carlos follows you, his hand on your lower back as you two walk to the door. You push his hand away, stopping in your tracks and turning to look at him.

Carlos nearly walks into you, barely stopping himself from colliding into you. "Jesus woman, what?"

"I shouldn't even have been out with you tonight, what makes you think I'll have time for you later? My friends get back in a day."

"You can sneak away, come spend the night with me tomorrow." His hand reaches for you but you pull away.

"You live with your parents, Carlos. They know I'm Charles's girlfriend, that would be a bit odd, don't you think?"

"And if they weren't there, you'd come stay with me?"

"No," you rolled your eyes, scoffing. "Don't twist my words, Carlos."

"Fine," he raises his hands in self defence, "fine. At least let me walk you up, y/n. Can I do that without you biting my head off?"

"Okay," you say, nodding.

It's quiet, it's a little past ten when you two make it up to your room. You stop in the doorway, the door propped open by your hip as you look at your boyfriend's teammate.

"I'll see you at the next race," you tell him and Carlos nods, his hand slowly moving and finally settling on your hip.

You don't move his hand, your eyes fixed on the man's face. The way his lashes hits cheek when he blinks, his tongue passing over his bottom lip, the curve of his nose, the smell of his expensive cologne makes your head spin.

Carlos takes a slip closer, his lips by your ear. "Don't forget to put your flowers in water."

You glance back to see the flowers you had left on the table before you went out. "Yeah-" you were cut off when you turned around, his lips meeting yours.

It takes you a second to register that he's kissed you and you pull away; you already felt bad enough about going to dinner with him.

Carlos's brows furrow, "that's.. a new reaction."

You roll your eyes, taking a step back into your room and away from him. "Thank you for tonight and for the flowers, Carlos. I'll see you in Zandvoort."

"Yeah, okay." He nods, smiling at you." Goodnight, y/n."

"Goodnight, Carlos."

The door shuts and your back presses to the cold wood, looking into your room as your hand presses to your chest. It takes you a moment to collect yourself, making a beeline for the bathroom.

You strip off your clothes and get into the shower, scrubbing at your skin until it feels raw, felt free of him, of Carlos.

Sitting on your bed, the flowers were propped up in a glass on the table and you had the tv running for background noise. Your phone sat on the bedside table, plugged into the charger when it buzzed.

It's past midnight and you were certain Charles was in bed.

You reach for the phone, glancing at the message on the screen.

carlossainz55: miss you

12:32am

You read him on read, distracting yourself with your show but you can’t help it, your mind lingering back to the message.

youruser: me too.

1:02am

Carlos reads the message, the three bubbles pop up but they disappear just as quickly. You think nothing of it and go back to your show. You aren't sure how much time has passed but your phone buzzes on the nightstand.

carlossainz55: open the door.

1:29am

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TSWFBY Page 48

[Would That Make You Happy?]

I split this part in half, so it's a short one.

Discovered I like drawing piggy back rides. I need to draw more Mettaton too. I think it would benefit everybody.

For this comic, Alphys was made Gaster’s assistant after she made Mettaton’s Neo form. After Asgore fights Cyan and Orange, he regrets it, and gives their souls to Alphys to try and put them in robots (not knowing MTT is a ghost), and then Alphys makes Flowey while Purple is captured. Flowey messes with the timelines, but the souls are guarded by Sans and Gaster temporarily. Gaster vanishes later making Alphys head scientist… All in a very cramped time period! Different from what I think is canon, but that's what happens when you want Flowey, Gaster, Mettaton, and Alphys present in a prequel story lol.

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Undertale (c)Toby Fox

#undertale comic #passionrising #p_rise #alphys #gaster #toriel #chara undertale #tswfby #undertale #undertale frisk #You're gonna have to try a little harder than THAT!#Gaster and Chara can't open their mouths without creeping everyone out #Toriel is gonna have some words about all this #Hang in there Frisk #Purple can't get a word in #Green hasn't even tried #Always feel like i'm forgetting something when I post

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Thank you so much for the masterlist!! I can't wait to get home from work and read everything again😄If it's not too much trouble, could you please write about Firefighter Joonie?

Reader and him have recently moved in together and she has never seen him come home from work. Imagine him coming in with the uniform, the arms, sweaty, speaking about how he saved lifes... she would ride him into the sunset🥵🥵🥵🥵

Probably one of my favorite asks so far! My thumbs were just blazing the entire time I wrote this. I was on a serious roll. Please enjoy and I hope it’s to your liking!🩵

Rising from your midday nap, you stretched your body, groaning as your bones popped and muscles strained. You reached blindly for your phone, squinting at the bright light that radiated off of it.

4PM. Welp, looks like you weren’t washing your hair today. After spending most of the morning cleaning and a little bit of the afternoon catching up on work, your nap was well deserved. The oven needed deep cleaning and October was here which meant you needed to decorate the apartment for the festivities. You actually fell asleep while looking through websites for decorations. All of that was super important.

Excuses. You just didn’t want to wash your hair. Oh well, maybe you’d just go to the salon and get it deep cleaned. Your nails and toes needed a touch up as well. Yeah, a pampering day sounded great.

Standing from the bed, you shuffled into the living room while checking your text messages. There were a few from your friends and parents. They wanted you to come home for Thanksgiving this year since you didn’t go last year due to Namjoon’s work schedule.

Namjoon, your husband, was a firefighter. When he started, his shifts were always very long. You wouldn’t see him for days at a time but now with more people being hired at the station, his schedule has changed. Now, he only worked about 24 hours with 48 hours of rest in between which you absolutely loved. And you worked from home so those 48 hours were spent resting and spoiling him like he deserved.

He’d probably be home around 12AM tonight, long after you’ve fallen asleep but that was okay. You knew he’d wake you up to let you know he was home. That or the sound of him tripping over the table in the hallway would alert you. The first time he did that, you thought someone had broken in and almost clocked him with a bat. Good thing you recognized his voice or you would have broken a bone.

Stepping into the living room, you were surprised to see the very person you were thinking about sitting on the couch. A bowl of food was clutched in his hand, chopsticks in the other to slurp up the noodles.

He noticed you the moment you entered, face turning to you, cheeks puffed out. You wanted to bite them.

He quickly chewed and swallowed, a smile spreading across his face. “Baby, you’re awake. Did you sleep well?” He placed his bowl down and stood to his feet to approach you.

You didn’t answer. Partially because you weren’t really listening.

Not when your beefcake husband was practically half naked on your couch.

A grey, thin tank top on his upper body, the fabric stretching against the curves of his chest. His buff arms, which have held you in a headlock many a time, were a bit shiny from sweat, as was his throat and collarbone. Around his hips was a pair of coveralls, obviously taken off to release some of the body heat and cool down his honey kissed skin.

Oh god……were you still sleeping?

He tilted his head at your lack of an answer. “Baby? Are you okay?” He reached out a large hand to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger. That single touch sent fire hotter than Sean Kingston through your body, your knees almost buckling from the pure control he had over you without even doing anything.

You were a thirsty bitch. Whoever is up there writing your life’s tv show, thank you.

“Huh? Oh, I’m fine.” Your eyes couldn’t even lift from his pecs and the indents of his abs. You’ve felt up every inch of his skin before but you still got so amazed at just how thick and fit he was.

He pouted and it shouldn’t have affected you how it did but your panties were ruined now.

“Okay. I wanted to call you but I dropped my phone and then we got an alert so I ended up stepping on it by accident.” He sheepishly smiled and chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. He had recently buzzed most of his hair, even getting a few stylistic lines in the sides. While it was less to grab, that never stopped you from running your hands all over it. You should right now but you didn’t want him to think you weren’t paying attention to him.

You definitely weren’t and believe you, you were trying so hard to focus but how could you when his cute laugh made his abs contract?

“There was a small house fire but we managed to save everyone with no casualties. Isn’t that great? The little girl I saved even said she wanted to marry me. So sweet. I hope they’re doing well.” His smile was so endearing, those absolutely kissable dimples just begging for your attention.

Your brain decided to start functioning again at that moment, your eyes finally lifting to meet his. “That’s great, honey. I’m glad everything worked out. Um….why, why are you home so early?” Not that you didn’t mind but he’s never come home early, especially not in his fire station uniform.

“Oh right. The showers at the station are busted so I came home. I also forgot the lunch you made.” He lifted an arm to rub at the back of his neck, his bicep bulging and screaming for you to bite it.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

“Have you lost your mind?”

Your sharp tone made him pause, a look of utter confusion spreading across his handsome features. You wanted to kiss it off.

His eyes nervously shuffled around. You weren’t an angry person, not at all. He’s never heard you take that kind of tone with anyone, especially not him. Even when you were really upset, your voice stayed even and soft so this sudden change baffled him.

“Uh…..what?”

You crossed your arms, tilting your head as your fiery eyes squinted at him. “What what? I’m asking you are you crazy?”

He was so confused. “Wha….baby, why are you upset? Is it because I sat on the couch in my outside clothes? I’m sorry, I just wanted to check up on the soccer game and I sat down. I promise I’ll clean it.”

A quick hand reached out, your nails slightly scratching against his chest as you balled up the front of his tank in your first. You yanked him down and he easily folded, actually a little more nervous than before. Were you about to hit him? No, you’d never do that. What was he thinking? But with the way you were sneering at him, a very small part of him thought you might. He knew you hated outside clothes on the furniture and he did it anyway. Damn it, Namjoon.

Leaning forward until your lips were just millimeters from his, you said, “how dare you walk in here looking like this? Like you’re for the streets? Are you crazy?”

Still confused, Namjoon squeaked out a, “I….I don’t-“

You cut him off, “you walk in here like this and you have to nerve to not have your cock down my throat right now?”

Oh. Oh. OH!

He could barely react before you were dragging him back over to the couch. Your hand released his shirt and both worked on unzipping the rest of his coveralls, yanking those and his boxers down in one fell swoop.

You pushed him down on the couch, a light ‘oof’ coming from him. He was still a little dazed from your sudden burst of confidence but his body reacted all the same. You normally initiated sex anyway so this shouldn’t be a shock but you’ve never been like this. Your way of initiating was normally feeling him up, subtly brushing your ass past him, or just plain ole walking into the shower with him.

He’s never seen you quite like this.

Your hand gripped his cock that was slowly hardening up. Gathering saliva in your mouth, you spit on the head of his cock, stroking it to spread it around.

It didn’t take long for Namjoon to get hard, his thick cock standing to attention within 30 seconds of you touching him.

“Baby…..I-“

You cut him off with your mouth, taking him all the way to the hilt on the first try. His head knocked back against the couch, hips jerking from the sudden onslaught of your warm mouth.

Not wasting any time, you began bobbing your head, deepthroating him with practiced ease. Drool spilled out the sides of your mouth to his balls which you happily fondled in your palm.

His hands gripped the edge of the couch, eyes struggling not to close. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of this.

“Oh shit…..baby, your mouth is ssss-so good.”

You hummed around his cock, hollowing your cheeks as you came back up. You slurped and drooled all over it, pursing your lips once you got to the tip to spit on it again.

He already felt close. One of his hands reached out to grab your hair, the coils soft under his touch. He didn’t need to do any forcing to get you to deepthroat him again, just needing something to grip on before he floated away.

Your dark eyes lifted to lock with his. More sweat than before dripped down his throat, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to quench his dry throat. You wanted to burn his image on your brain, tattoo it on your eyelids. Maybe you’d describe it to a sketch artist and then get it blown up and framed.

“I’m cumming…..I’m cum…..oh fuck.”

Feeling his cock pulse in your mouth, you gave his balls a nice squeeze, taking him all the way in your throat once again. That was all he needed to cum down your throat.

You swallowed it down greedily, sucking your way back up his still hard shaft before coming off him with a pop.

He was breathing heavily, chest lifting and rising as he tried to bring air back into himself but you didn’t care about none of that.

Pulling off your own clothes, he barely processed you climbing on top of him until he felt your slick pussy rubbing against his cock.

His eyes, that he didn’t remember closing, fluttered open, catching your desperate expression. Your lips immediately captured his, hands rubbing at the buzzed hair on his head to pull him closer. He reciprocated your kiss, own hands going down to your ass to squeeze and slap it around.

Your lips broke from his, puffs of air coming from both of you. “Take your shirt off.” He couldn’t even comply because you were already pulling it up over his head, tossing it off somewhere. Reaching between your bodies, you gripped his still hard and saliva soaked cock, lifting your hips so that you could line him up.

There was no gradual slide. No no. You slammed your ass down on his cock in one motion, the stretch burning in the best of ways. Your head tilted back at the welcomed intrusion, cock pressed right against every good spot inside of you.

His hands gripped your ass impossibly tight, almost as tight as the way your walls were hugging him. He’s only felt you like this during your ovulation days and he knows for a fact the next one was 2 weeks away.

“Fuck! Baby wait, I can’t.” He already felt like he was about to cum again.

You weren’t hearing it though. Adjusting yourself so that you were balanced on your feet, hands digging into his shoulders, you began riding him like your life depended on it. It certainly felt like it did.

Your pussy gripped him on every stroke, wetness soaking his lap and the backs of your thighs. It was endlessly pouring from you like a fountain. His cock was just too good.

You gripped the back of his neck, pulling his face to your collarbone. You could feel the heat of his labored breaths against your nipples, making the nubs harden even further.

His moans were loud and projected, the hands on your ass forcing you down everytime you came back up.

“Oh my god! Fuck fuck fuck! Ah ah ah.” You haven’t heard him curse that much in years. His hips began canting up to meet yours, orgasm just inches away.

“That’s it, baby. Use that pussy. You’re so fucking sexy.” You gritted out, yours not far behind. You leaned one arm back to rest on his knee, still keeping the same rhythm but now you could really appreciate him.

His abs were shifting like crazy, arms bulging bigger than before. Maybe you should do doggy next so he could effectively choke you with them. You’ll come back to that but first….

“I’m gonna cum all over this thick cock, baby.” You whined, other hand that wasn’t supporting you reaching out to scratch at his bicep. A little part of you soared at the red welts. You couldn’t mark him up as much as you’d like but this was more than enough for now.

The slight sting of pain sent Namjoon straight into overdrive. He yanked you forward, hooking his arms underneath your knees, gripping your ass again and began bouncing you on his cock.

A scream ripped from your throat, vocal cords aching slightly but you didn’t care about that. You’d suck a cough drop later.

Right now, you were only focused on the hot searing pleasure that was coursing through you. Your arms wrapped around his head, one hand scratching at his upper back, toes curling from where they were flopping around.

Each thrust put him deeper and deeper into your velvet walls and you were squeezing him like crazy.

“NAMJOON! I’m cumming!” Your orgasms crashed simultaneously, thick waves of ecstasy flowing over both of you.

Your eyes rolled back, mouth dropping in a silent scream and your arms hugging him just a bit tighter.

His ears were ringing as your walls milked every drop out of him. He’s never felt such bliss before and that was saying something since you put it on him good and often. This time just felt so different, so desperate, so intimate. If it was possible to fall more in love with you, he would and probably was.

After a few minutes of basking, your legs still twitching from the aftershocks, you two rested against each other.

“Baby….that was….”

You mindlessly drew little shapes on his chest, humming to confirm you were listening. “I know. I don’t know what came over me. Just seeing you all sweaty and in uniform just did something.”

“I really thought I had messed up. Why would you scare me like that?” He chuckled, spanking one of your ass cheeks. He’s lucky you were tired or else you’d get horny again. It also didn’t take much for you to get in the mood again anyway.

You breathed out a laugh too. “Sorry. Your face was just so adorable.”

You two sat in silence for a moment longer before he broke it.

“I really need to shower and get back to work though.”

You pouted, rubbing your cheek against his chest. You didn’t want him to go but you knew he had an important job. You probably already set him back anyway. And he still had to shower. Good thing the station is close.

“Okay. Hopefully no one will be bothered that you took so long.”

“Do you see the marks you left on my arm? They’ll definitely bother me.”

You nipped at his skin playfully. “Oh well. You shouldn’t have come home looking so delicious then. I blame you.”

“Yeah? Just wait until tomorrow.”

Needless to say, those 48 hours were spent with you receiving an orgasm for every time Namjoon got teased about the red marks.

You’d do it again too. Not even Namjoon could put out that fire.

#bts #bts smut #bts fic #bts x black reader #namjoon smut #askberryhobii #bts imagines

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when everyone is talking about rafah, and israel passing a law allowing them to ban al jazeera, and then immediately enacting on it. here are some numbers, compiled nicely into 2 graphs

the first graph, is the SCORE reporters without borders(RSF) gave to Israel, USA, and Russia, in their world press freedom index. (higher is better)

as you can see. there is a pretty big drop between 2021 and 2022, lets talk about that

In May of 2021 Israel had a military operation in gaza. on top of that, in march of 2021 israel had the 4th election since 2019, where the Likud got 24.19% of the votes, and Naftali bennett managing to form a coalition, making him the prime minister, ending the strike of netanyahu, which was the prime minister since february pf 2009, the coalition survived until November of 2022, where israel had the 5th election since 2019, the election that formed today’s government of israel, with netanyahu back as prime minister, the coalition is also known as the most extreme right wing government israel saw in years, if not in the entire history of Israel.

the next graph shows the POSITION of each country in the RSF world press freedom index(lower is better)

as you can see, israel slowly started to go downwards to a freer place, with better freedom of press, until 2022 when the current government formed. and haven’t shown any signs of slowing down the suppression of the press.

in 2020: 51 journalists were killed worldwide

in 2021: 48 journalists were killed worldwide

in 2022: 57 journalists were killed worldwide

in 2023: 45 journalists were killed worldwide, the lowest since 2002!!

since October 7th over 105 journalists were killed in gaza alone. easily getting us to triple digits, something that we haven’t seen in over a decade.

currently, any website of Al jazeera except ajplus is banned and blocked in israel. (I have no idea why ajplus wasn’t blocked, but I also haven’t looked around the website, i only found out it was a thing thanks to wikipedia)

changing your DNS server to openDNS seems to bypass the ban,

using VPN seems to bypass the ban,

using the tor browser (obviously) seems to bypass the ban.

I haven’t checked google’s DNS servers but it will probably bypass the ban too.

this post is all over the place, but CHANGE YOUR DEFAULT DNS SERVER

it is very easy! i use OpenDNS, they have great tutorials explaining how to change your DNS. and it WILL bypass most of the blocked sites if your country ever try to block a site.

#israel #palestine #al jazeera #RSF #reporters without borders #world press freedom day #world press freedom index #israel ban of journalism #gaza #all eyes on rafah #rafah

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avatarl0v3r · 1 year

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NeteyamxFem!HumanReader

Reincarnated Part 2

Index: reader is now 23 and Neteyam is now 38 when the reader died the sullys went back home and reclaimed their spot as clan leaders and Neteyam is now the clan leader and the reader is back on Pandora with her own avatar and her bestfriend Rebecca to help kill Jake. (to see what the reader wears go back to part 1 and scroll all the way down)

Warnings: lots of cussing

You and Rebecca walked closer to the entrance of the base you were wearing a black cropped tank top that looked very similar to a sports bra, joggers that went to your hips and ended a little bit above your ankles, and Jordan retro 13 since they were your favorite shoes.

As you and Becca walked closer, she spoke up "Holy shit I can't believe we actually fucking did it, we passed military school and made it to fucking Pandora, bitch it's just like we dreamed of when we were 10 goddamn years old" You laughed at her excitement "I know it's crazy anyways let's go."

They walked into the building looking around they were both greeted by an official higher rank "Welcome to Pandora you must be Rebecca and Y/n, I've heard a lot about you the both of you" You nodded "Thank you sir," you nudged Rebecca "where do we go to know what we're doing while here" He nodded "Yes of course, this way please."

You enter a control room and see a large Na'vi standing there you looked up at him with a straight face the man turned around and made eye contact with her anger filled his eyes "What the hell is this bitch doing here" "I though i killed her years ago."

"Ayo dickhead watch who you're talking to" You said anger lacing your every word "Why yo-" Just as he came walking towards you the higher ranked man walks in "Colonel is there a problem?" He turs to the man "I recon there is why is she here i don't want her and her little friend here either" He said aggressively pointing towards you.

"Those two are your best option if you want to get rid of Sully their the strongest, and smartest soldiers we've got take it or leave it" He said challenging the much larger man.

Colonel scoffed and walked back to where he was before the two girls stood there irritated with the exchange that just happened you stood their arms crossed along with your bestfriend right next to you.

"So what the hell is me and Rebecca's mission here" The higher ranked man turned to face you "Your mission here to help Colonel here kill Jake Sully this man right here," he pulled up a hologram with a blue mans face "this is Jake Sully the man you are meant to help kill" You smirked "This'll be fun as hell, don't you agree Becca" You say looking at her "Fuck yea" You turn your attention back to the man.

"So, when do we get started" The man smiled "Now if you can" you and Rebecca looked at each other "Well then let's stop wasting time"

The man leads you to a room "This is your Avatar" You looked at it through the glass "Shit that bitch looks like me but Na'vi" The man walked around to the other side "She'll be ready to use if 48 hours if your will to wait that long" You nodded "So what the fuck will she be wearing?" He called someone in who walked in with the outfit and handed it to you.

"Goddamn this outfit is sweet as a bitch" Becca walked over to see outfit "Holy fuck that'll look good on your avatar girl" You nodded and folded the clothes and placed them on the table by the tank holding your Avatar inside.

The Next Day

"You ready?" you nodded and closed the link you felt your mind move to the Avatar, your opened your eyes they did everything they needed to do to check if you can control the Avatar good.

Which you did good you got dressed in the outfit which was a long sleeve black crop top, baggy black cargo pants with a belt that hung loosely at the end, and black combat boots.

You stepped outside into the light and walked to the shooting range you grabbed the first gun you seen which was an automatic you grabbed some amo and loaded the gun and aimed at the moving targets and shot them all with ease Colonel, Becca, and the higher ranked man stood there watching Colonels eyes widened slightly "I told you she's your best option."

"We'll then Ms. L/n get your shit ready we're going to search for Jake Sully.”

#avatar #avatar x reader #avatar way of water #neteyam x reader #neteyam #lo’ak #jake sully #pandora

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·︻┻═┳一ཧᜰ꙰ꦿ 💥 MASTERLIST

WRITING & BOT REQUESTS FAQ AT BOTTOM.

what i will write: fem/gn reader, transmasc reader, cnc, dubcon, free use, most kinks, dark/sensitive themes, most kinks (just ask!) what i will NOT write: cis!male reader, incest, pedophilia.

upcoming/pending bots found HERE.

FANDOMS (& botlist!)

▸ GEN V / THE BOYS

▸ YELLOWJACKETS

▸ SCREAM

others. ▸ life is strange (1-2), marvel cinematic universe, final fantasy (7/15/16), arcane, robin schebatsky, heathers (1988, off-broadway), detroit become human, fallout, you (2018), euphoria (2019), challengers (2024).

character ai — janitor llm (nsfw)

HASHTAGS — index !

# yam’s navi all masterlists.

# yam’s favs favourite works.

# (っ ‘o’)ﾉ⌒💥my works ! writing.

# (╯°^°)╯head💣canons headcanons.

# bot—requests bot request fulfilments.

# inbox ! inbox responses.

# .misc miscellaneous / random.

# ૮ smut🔞 nsfw content.

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KA-BOOM! ageless/blank blogs and minors DO NOT follow. - ,,

this blog is heavy on nsfw and contains dark / mature content. while i cant police you and frankly do not have the time too— minors, please leave this blog. and refrain from lying about your age ! it’s really truly for your own good. i know some of you are gonna ignore this, so if you do despite my best wishes; please take note of my tag index and avoid nsfw marked posts.

faq below..

︻ඞ/̵͇̿̿/'̿'̿ ̿ ̿̿ ̿̿ ̿̿-- ҉ F A Q! . . 💥

HOW DO I DECIDE RQ PRIORITY?

i weigh request priority between time / demand. this means the more people who rq a certain character (with all needed info) the sooner those bots will come out. requests must contain CHARACTER, PLOT/AU, AGE (yellowjackets teen/adult), for me to consider them as actual 'requests'. bots not in my listed fandoms will take bottom priority and may not be accepted if i do not consume/know media. IF YOU WANT AN NSFW BOT, CLARIFY NSFW SCENARIO. (jai.)

HOW LONG DO BOT RQS TAKE?

bot requests take shorter than writing rqs. if a bot is taking longer than usual it is likely there are many requests for that character and i intend to release all related bots in one go. there is currently a large backlog of bot requests.

HOW LONG DO WRITING RQS TAKE?

unfortunately writing is subject to both my whims and my schedule. some rqs may be fulfilled within 48 hours, while others may never see the light of day. there is no system other than my brain neurons firing.

HOW DO YOU BREAK THE (CAI) NSFW FILTER?

refer to these posts! they (especially the comments to the latter) are very helpful in bypassing the filter and will come in handy if you want to.. take matters into your own hands.

for intentionally NSFW bots, check my jai account. jai llm does not have an NSFW filter. this is where i create bots for specifically NSFW purposes.

SYMBOLS — index !

✧ au canon

✦ non au canon

✘ ex au

✲ fake dating au

☩ supernatural au

✄ cheating au

⚤ trans/nb au

★ multiple in one

#yam’s navi #yam's favs #navigation #masterlist #(っ ‘o’)ﾉ⌒💥my works !#૮ smut🔞#(╯°^°)╯head💣canons #bot—requests #inbox !#.misc

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cringeborg · 9 months

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1820s to 1840s Evening Wear - 2 suits

Two little edits of that one beloved Vampires suit, with three things in common: Wide hips, a slightly higher collar, and the same swatches.

From the 1820s until the mid-1830s, the fashionable silhouette for men's clothing was wide hips, a slender waist and full shoulders. This look was generally achieved through padding, corseting, and most of all, tailoring.

In the latter half of the 1830s, this silhouette began to change. The shoulders became sloped, and a "pigeon-breasted" look became more fashionable. Hips were still just as wide and the waist just as narrow. The 1840s look was, of course, also usually achieved through unnatural means.

Basically: V1 is this 1820s to mid-1830s look, and V2 is the mid-1830s to 1840s look. V1 has puffy sleeves while V2 has sloped shoulders. V2 also has a slightly fuller chest.

Swatch 1-48: Tie and vest in white, suit in many different colors.

Swatch 49-60: Suit in black, tie in white, vest in various colors.

Swatch 61-65: Suit in black, tie in black, vest in a few different colors. These are intended to be mourning swatches.

Both are BGC!

Both have the same 65 swatches

All LODs (except LOD3 which refused to cooperate with me, so it's the LOD3 of the original vampires suit)

Found in the Sets category

Appropriately tagged and disabled for random

Display index by decade

Download .zip (SFS)

Alt download (Mediafire)

V1 in swatches 1, 12 and 64:

V2 in swatches 38, 59 and 62:

Side views and back views:

#i know i've been talking about making a whole set and uh. i did make a third thing! but it sucked. oh well!#it was a good idea i just fucked up the execution and don't feel like trying again rn. still exists in my head :)#also if you haven't noticed i always upload these sets as zips. this is because zips are my best friend #and merged packages are my worst enemy. do NOT try to change the display index number on a merged package #it's just easier imo. download 7zip to extract stuff easily! it saved my life #model of the day: andrei fyodorovich vnesky. guy who died in 1825 but he looks pretty good in 1840s clothes....#am cc #my cc #ts4cc #sims 4 cc #sims 4 custom content #historical cc #victorian cc #mesh edit #fullbody #19c #ts4 1820s #ts4 1830s #ts4 1840s

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beautifulpersonpeach · 8 months

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HYBE stocks are down so that means investors didn't believe HYBE's payola mediaplay of Jimin renewing his contracts. ONLY RM SIGNED HIS CONTRACT. It's shameful how you ot7s try to force people to doubt Jimin. Forcing people to think staying with the company after all the sabotages is good for him are we in upside down land? Well no and the stocks show it. Armys swallowed the purple koolaid but the investors live in the real world.

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Please stop sending me asks like this.

Your ask is a very good example of something my friends and I were just talking about. This is the thread (linked here) that prompted our conversation.

Please read it.

HYBE is down ~5% in the hours following the contract renewal news.

Anon, I don't know how old you are or if you have your own bank account, but nobody who knows what they're doing looks at stock movements in isolation. It's a relative metric, by definition. And here's a few things that have happened in the last 48 hours that explain what stocks moved relative to:

The Market - All major Korean stock indices are down on the mixed resolution by the US Fed this week. It's a trend consistent with market movements in every country that does significant trade with the US and/or denominates trade in USD.

The Index - The index for entertainment companies (ex gaming) on the KRX is down ~3.5% over the same period.

The Peers - HYBE's closest peers for our purposes, i.e. JYP, SME, YG, Kakao, etc, are down on average ~6.5%. YG is the outlier here down ~13%. Excluding YG, the average return over the same period is HYBE's peers being down ~4.5%.

At market open following HYBE's contract renewal news there was a massive options call with a volume of about 8K at depressed prices relative to yesterday's closing. By its characteristics it's likely an event-triggered options call made for profit-taking. This is normal for retail and institutional investors who trade in liquid names. Excluding the options volume, HYBE's actual stock performance over the same period, is that they're down ~2.5%.

Meaning, HYBE actually outperformed their peers and the index (ex gaming) following the contract renewal news. The total entertainment index (including gaming) was only down ~1.9%, and so HYBE underperformed that index when you include gaming companies. But that's not a peer group that's usually considered for k-pop companies anyway.

So the stock movements you're referring to, are in effect showing the opposite of what you think.

This might be hard to believe, but I'm actually very neutral on HYBE. I have my own opinions about how they run their business, how the sub-labels are managed, etc. But when I see things I don't like, I don't go looking for any sliver of disjointed information to uphold my previously held belief. It's a sign that you're a living, breathing, thinking being, when the introduction of new information challenges a perception you have, you're able to meaningfully deduce the implications, and arrive at a more informed conclusion.

The new piece of information we received in the last 24 hours, is that HYBE's board has approved the resolution to renew BTS's exclusive contracts. Given the size of the payout to BTS, this is a customary requirement to finalize the renewals process. For the nature of company disclosures like this, there's the expectation of a time lag between when a deal is announced and when it closes, but the fundamentals of the deal do not change. The time lag is typically to hash out technicalities and to allow for other considerations (which we know in this case involves limitations due to 2seok's military service), but the fundamentals of the announcement do not change else HYBE will be charged for misrepresentation in their disclosures and for market manipulation at the Board level.

Basically, if HYBE was not at least 100% sure these renewals would be completed, that press release would literally be corporate suicide.

The quality of conversations here would be so much higher, whether in akgae or ARMY circles, if people actually knew what they were talking about.

Please don't spam asks like this in my inbox again. Take those ramblings to a blog that can tolerate it. I have extremely little patience for akgaes in general.

#Nearly every time I see k-pop stans talk about 'stocks' or stock movements I feel a migraine start to develop in my left temple.

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idontplaytrack · 2 months

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Masterlist🔖

Index: 🤍-sfw • ❤️‍🔥-nsfw

Brooklyn Nine-Nine🚓

Rosa Diaz

“you’re a softie.” 🤍

“bye, softie jr.” 🤍

Tough 🤍

Hermosa 🤍

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit🤝

Olivia Benson

Bad Rep 🤍

Mama Bear 🤍

First 🤍

Sick 🤍

Mean Girls(2024)💄

Janis ‘Imi’ike

Closet ❤️‍🔥

all the things that could go wrong 🤍 *

good problem to have❤️‍🔥*

I Want Coffee ❤️‍🔥

‘…a lot of things happen in parked cars.’ ❤️‍🔥

Jersey 48 🤍

You & I 🤍

Jealousy, jealousy ❤️‍🔥

Watch Me❤️‍🔥

Animal ❤️‍🔥

Like A Koala 🤍

Pick Up The Phone 🤍

Back to Red ❤️‍🔥

Answer Me ❤️‍🔥

Heaven Lost An Angel ❤️‍🔥

Honeymoon ❤️‍🔥

"God, you're crazy." ❤️‍🔥

Sundress ❤️‍🔥

Band-aids, candy or me 🤍

Flaws 🤍

I'd Rather Be Me(and be with you) 🤍

Distress 🤍

Stronger 🤍

Goodby to Spring 🤍

Heels and shove 🤍

Revenge...party? 🤍

Talk Too Much ❤️‍🔥

Needy, Greedy, New York City ❤️‍🔥

Talk Is Cheap ❤️‍🔥

Your Favourite ❤️‍🔥

Twin Stranger 🤍

The Power(2023)⚡️

Jos Cleary-Lopez

Kissin’ U ❤️‍🔥

Flipping the bird 🤍

Sweet Revenge 🤍

Stress Eating ❤️‍🔥

Soaked ❤️‍🔥

Bruises 🤍

My Biggest Mistake 🤍

Hands Off ❤️‍🔥

Darby and the Dead(2022)🔌

Capri Donahue

Never Lost 🤍*

Listen ❤️‍🔥*

Backfired ❤️‍🔥

"Flowers? What for? 🤍

You Don’t Know Me 🤍

Snowed In? Step Up 🤍

Seeing Double ❤️‍🔥

Coming Home 🤍

Anything and everything 🤍

Crush(2022)🎨

AJ Campos

Safe & sound 🤍

‘Not even in your top 5’ 🤍

Her Work of Art ❤️‍🔥

Wait For You 🤍

Watch You Sleep ❤️‍🔥

Redeeming Win 🤍

My Girl ❤️‍🔥

Slow Hands ❤️‍🔥

Say You Won’t Let Go 🤍

I'll Take Care Of You 🤍

Midsummer Night 🤍

The Practice 🤍

Not A Word 🤍

Wrapped Around Your Fingers ❤️‍🔥

Play ❤️‍🔥

My Love, Mi Amor ❤️‍🔥

Charming 🤍

Into the future 🤍

The Good Girl ❤️‍🔥 [WIP]

Modern Family🖼️

Haley Dunphy

Stress Reliever ❤️‍🔥

Rise🎭

Lilette Suarez

Soulmate 🤍

Since We’re Alone 🤍

All Together Now🎙️

Amber Appleton

An Angel 🤍

Lost Cause 🤍

Birthday Morning 🤍

Delight ❤️‍🔥

Sing Me To Sleep 🤍

K.C. Undercover🔎

K.C. Cooper

Family Is Forever? 🤍

Bottle You Up 🤍

MY CHARMED ONE - CAPRI DONAHUE x FEM! READER MULTI-PART MASTERLIST

shenanigans- mean girls social media + texts fic

part 1: happy birthday

part 2: all this on a random friday?

part 3: you need some sleep

part 4: someone check on damian

part 5: go get laid then tell me

part 6: rules are rules lmao

part 7: meet my new bff

part 8: on main???!

part 9: one last date

part 10: my precious angel

part 10: alt ending

#masterlist #b99 #hulu crush #modern family #mean girls 2024 #fanfic #wlw #lgbtqia #comfort #sickfic #x reader #reader insert #multi fandom #multi fandom blog #law and order svu

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shares-a-vest · 1 year

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What do you mean it was the anniversary of the death of a dorky gay metalhead???

Tw: medical stuff/hospital setting. it's fairly mild

29th March, 1986

"Hey, Steve?"

He turns in his chair to look at Robin. She's standing side by side Nancy, who has her arm around Dustin, still red-eyed and tired. They'll all tired.

It has been just under 48 hours since Steve had used the last of his strength to lift Eddie (with the aid of Nancy, Rob and the wobbly stack of furniture on both sides of the Gate) out of the Upside Down.

Eddie was barely alive, bloodied and breathing shallow. The hard fall that Steve caught the most of probably not making the situation better as they tumbled back into the real world. Nancy had commandeered the stolen RV to the hospital, dropped them off and doubled back to the Creel house for Max and the Sinclairs.

Almost immediately they were separated, Eddie wheeled off to god knows where, while Steve was treated in emergency at Robin's insistence. Then at some point he'd passed out, a combination of the pain from his wounds and whatever drugs were pumped into him.

This fucking IV. Two days later, he's still hooked up to it, not dragging it along into Eddie's room like he did the first night because Robin has taken to wheeling Steve around in a wheelchair.

He's sitting by Eddie's bedside now. Watching. Waiting for him to wake up.

Apparently he awoke early yesterday morning with Wayne in the room. And if he's being honest (and he feels like shit about it), Steve is jealous he missed it. He was having his bandages changed. An excerise that took way too long because they were all quickly moved into the bowels of Hawkins General, top secret by the time Dr Owens suddenly popped up. By then, government clearance was needed to do any god damn thing. So he'd waited for hours between the old bandages going and the new dressings.

Robin would say it wasn't that long...

Anyway, Eddie had briefly regained consciousness in that time.

And Steve missed it.

He looks at Robin, eyes pleading. He shakes his head.

She thankfully nods, despite the smallest shuffle towards him that has Nancy making a sqeaking noise at her.

"Let's go sit with Wayne and have some lunch," she says quietly, squeezing Dustin (equally hesitant to leave the room) and nodding.

Nancy, ever the level-headed one, even in this situation the Scooby Gang had gotten themselves in, was managing everyone and their emotions. She was a godsend.

He tips his head towards the door, nodding along with Nancy. They trio lingered for a moment longer before leaving to venture up into the world.

Steve watches as the door closes, wheeling closer to Eddie's bed.

He reaches out a hand, stopping as he remembers his stupid drip. He yanks it around the left wheel of his chair, slapping it against the floor to free up some length. He reaches his destination this time, resting his hand on Eddie's right forearm, just below those cursed patch of bats. He grumbles at the sight of them and searches for somewhere else to look.

Eddie is covered in bandages, cuts, dried blood and iodine stains. They are still tubes everywhere, maybe a couple less than when Steve first saw him when he'd crept into his room late last night. He'd needed surgery of course, patching up his left side which had been torn to pieces. A nurse quipped that Steve and Nancy had saved him from blood loss with their triage work.

Turns out Steve had finally found a use for his First Aid training post-Lifeguard life. It's not like any life or death situations happened in Family Video...

He wishes he could sit on Eddie's left side, brush away the hair that was tangled with dried blood. He couldn't reach forward enough to brush away his fringe that's sticking to his forehead either.

Steve runs his palm down Eddie's right arm, reaching his hand that is only occupied by a pulse-rate clip on his index finger. He intertwines their fingers, shifting forward in his chair as best he can so he can press a soft kiss to the back of Eddie's hand.

He selfishly holds his hand to his own chapped lips, not caring if it's obstructing the pulse device.

He just needs a moment.

He screws his eyes shut, willing away tears.

"Please wake up for me, Eds."

#lmao writing this waiting for an iron injection #hence the medical details i guess gotta disassociate with my blorbos #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fix-it #lilys ficlets #steddie s4 #steddie ficlet #healing steddie

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thekinkyleopard · 8 months

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Move-in Day

A Sven and Elex Canon Snz Fic

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Snz Fet, Smut, Slight Domestic Bullying, Bj

Author’s Notes: I wanted to write something before October of the new boys 🥹 @aller-geez did the art and owns Sven!

Description: The boys are finally moving in together which is going to come with quite a few challenges. Such as boundaries. Something Elex struggles greatly with as he realizes his boyfriend can no longer hide his secret.

“Yo, 7! Where the fuck am I putting these boxes at? And why, or more so, HOW DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH SHIT?!” Elex exploded over the mountain of packed objects he carried through the threshold of their new rented home.

“Just set them in the living room, Lex…I gotta arrange this bathroom real quick…” the cat sounded distant, lost in his current task of getting their home looking like a home. “Also, you’re lucky I have all this shit or else we’d be sitting on lawn chairs watching some bunk ass TV you found on the side of the street,”

“Hey! I’m resourceful, and it’s handy, don’t act like it’s an inconvenience now,” rolling his two toned eyes. The grumpier of the two finally walked through the abode and set the large boxes down with a THUD. “Okay, so there’s this shitload in here and still 48 more shitloads in the truck..how the fuck do you expect to fit all this stuff? Where the fuck were you keeping it all??” The green haired mongrel looked about the small space of their two bedroom one and a half bath home.

“I had a storage unit, and decided to collect home decor the second I started getting a paycheck,” Sven now came walking out of the bathroom, fiddling his hands with some sort of plastic between them. “I figured I was going to need stuff if I was to inherit the family business…til Drae got adopted,” rolling his orange slitted eyes as he now stood in front of his grouchy boyfriend. “You’re welcome,” he stuck his tongue out at the other who swiftly grabbed it in between his index and thumb, giving the organ a light kiss before releasing it. “Hey!” Sven lapped his tongue and tried to remove the taste of Elex’s salty fingers.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re not the one fuckin’ luggin’ it all in here!” Snickering at his own cheeky behavior, and the other’s narrowed eye response.

“Go grab the rest of the shit tons you cretin,” snorting a bit through his nose, truthfully in hopes the man would skitter away faster because truthfully he could feel, deep within his sinuses, it was coming. He forgot to take his allergy meds, in all actuality, he packed them. That’s why he was unpacking the bathroom first. Yet, it seemed, he did not pack them according to his memory so he thought. Which means his allergy medication was floating somewhere in the several boxes he had recently packed. He sighed deeply.

“Why are you so antsy today? Like there’s a fire under your ass, chill,” Els looked the cat up and down almost worried he may explode into flames.

“Can you please just go get the other fucking boxes?!” Sven finally cracked, it was any minute before he started up, and he wasn’t ready. He wasn’t ready for Elex to see him actually sneeze without it somehow being stuffed behind something or completely swallowed back.

“Alright! Fuck! Someone’s on their Fuckin’ period,” the badger scoffed before taking his apparently needed exit, grumbling the whole way as he did so. He was alone. Sven looked around and quickly fell into disarray. He outwardly sighed and allowed himself to feel like he was full of rocks. Body visibly slumped from his perfect posture. The second he did, there it was, having been waiting in the dark depths of his allergetic sinuses. His nose began to twitch, and as he scrunched it back and forth…a sneeze came shooting out.

“H-!! H’Tshhkt!” He shook his head back and forth, puffs of spray hitting the air as he almost looked like he was fighting off a ghost. Hands flailing. “Ktch! N’GSH!” He groaned swiping at his nose with the sleeve of his white button up. “Stupid…N’GT! Allergies…H’tshh!!” He continued as he scrambled around the home full of boxes for anything he could use. “Bathroom!” He quickly shouted running back towards the area, snagging a string of toilet paper off the roll he’d set up. “Thank god…” he mumbled before blowing his nose, roughly, violently, with real purpose. He wanted not a single drop left when he was finished. He rubbed at his nose so adamantly there was a gentle clicking sound emitting from the area. Unbeknownst to him, Elex had re-entered the home, with another armful of boxes, muttering about heavy useless garbage, why not get stuff at the dollar tree. Sven’s head snapped to the bathroom door and he quickly shut it with panic. Locking the knob.

Elex sat the boxes down and at the same moment, heard the bathroom door click, as it were being secured. “Sven?” He called out curiously, his head tilted to the right as he walked towards the bathroom now. “…Sven??” Starting to feel a bit worried his voice picking up to that of slight panic. His boyfriend wasn’t the silent type, and he knew the badger was nosey, so typically calling for him would have triggered some sort of response in update. Yet there was nothing. Elex furrowed his brows and stepped forward to jiggle the knob.

From the other side Sven sat up against the wall, fighting for his life. ‘Fuuuuuck why are you so nosey Elex ?!’ He screamed internally as his body worked against him. “I’m uh…” he called out trying to speak without interruption. “I’m..Nn..trying to shit…do you..KT! … mind?!”coming up with something he seemingly found less embarrassing than sneezing…..shitting? He panicked. Wiping desperately at his nose in hopes it would keep it settled.

“Uh…k my fuckin’ bad,” Lex held up his hands defensively and smoothly turned from the door to give his partner some privacy. He plopped himself down onto..well…one of the sturdier boxes, and started scrolling through his media news feed. Every so often snorting a chuckle through his nostrils. He could be shoveling in more boxes, but why would he do that right now?

Sven gasped for air as he finally realized Elex was no longer standing by the doorway. He grabbed a handful of toilet paper and formed a perfect little nest, because he was surely going to need it. He huffed, hitched and his watering orange eyes rolled into the back of his head before he blew his mess into the handful of paper. “Hh’gsch!! K’GNSH!” Though his sneezes were relatively quiet, not too much to be bothered by the average listener, Elex just barely heard the whispering end of it. He looked up from his phone. The man was a walking question mark symbol as he slowly got up from where he sat and quietly crept closer to the door. “H’tshhkt!! Hppt’CH!” Sven tried muffling them into the now dampening piece of mulched tree, but unfortunately for him, the sound traveled quite fluently in this new home.

Elex was standing at the door, ear pressed tightly against it with one palm flattened beside him to keep him steady, his darkened patchy skin, illuminated a bright pink. Sven was sneezing? Openly? Without him?! Clearly the cat was trying to hide it…but why? What was he so ashamed of? Frankly…his little sounds were quite delightful. He bit his lip before listening in for more.

“Fuck…Nkch! Ngt’ch!! KTCH! Pleeeease…” he tried to reason with the universe to allow him just a smidge of freedom from this darkened, evil curse. This was supposed to be a blissful day. He was supposed to enjoy this new found independence and be able to enjoy his new life with his boyfriend. Not held up in the bathroom sneezing his brains out of his ears. “Hh’gsch!! Hptt’CHHH!”

Elex couldn’t stand it anymore by this point, so he pulled his head back and gently knocked again. “Sven? Come on puss, why you still in there?”

“Go away Lex! I can’t let you…H’GNXT! see me like this…” stifling into his hand, long abandoning the soiled tissue. He couldn’t allow Elex to see him this way, he couldn’t! It was humiliating! The opposite of manly! He couldn’t do it.

“Babe…seriously just open the door,” The badger began to grow impatient. “You either open it, or I knock it the fuck down, pick your poison cause this hiding secrets shit isn’t going to fly with me,” now feeling a bit more grudgeful. Why was the man acting like this? Reserved and hidden? He was usually so passionate and proud! An open book almost, but this was starting to concern the green haired male.

“No! You’re going to laugh at me…” a muffled, insecure voice was heard through the thin wood of the bathroom door. It almost made the Badger soften, almost. That wasn’t like him though.

“Barker, I’ll take ‘Things That’ll Never Fuckin Happen’ for 800 please…Puss, open the damn door,” trying to reason with the other by sprinkling in some light humor, his knuckles still tapping against the wooden material. Eventually, the green haired male heard the click of the lock and the door came slowly creeping open. “Puss?” He called open from his position, before sneaking his head in first.

He saw Sven a mess on the ground, sniveling and sniffing as he rubbed his reddened nostrils, clearly having been fighting a battle in here, surrounded by discarded tissues. “Don’t look at me..” he whimpered with his head hanging low, the loose strands of his aqua hair hiding the disdain behind those glossy orange orbs.

“Oh Puss…” he chuckled shaking his head back and forth, taking a seat next to the smaller. “You sick?” He asked curiously, placing a flat hand on the other’s back and rubbing him lovingly.

“No…I can’t find my Allergy medication…” Sven sighed pitifully, shaking his head slowly back and forth, hugging his knees as he tried his best to starve off what was surely inevitably coming back for more.

“You have allergies too?” Els turned his head, cocking his pierced green brow with curiosity. Surely, he knew the other had some allergens but, so severe? No wonder he never noticed if he was always on meds or stifling….

“Yeah…myself…I’m allergic to MYSELF! K’TCHH!” His face fully vermillion now as he sneezed into the crook of his elbow, trying to avoid a mess across the two of them. Ashamed and embarrassed by his very existence.

“Oh babe…” Elex clicked his tongue and ran his once back rubbing hand, now through the strands of soft colored hair. “What can I do?”

“Not perceive me..SNNDDFF…Nkch!” The quick sniffle to clear his sinuses only made it infinitely worse as he twisted his nose in large circles across his face, then scrunching it with vicious fervor. “Ktch! K’GNSH!”

“Well, that ship has long fuckin’ sailed my face exploding lover, but I can at the very least offer you a distraction,” now bringing both his hands up to massage each of Sven’s shoulders, causing the Cheshire to relax a bit under the touch, his tension slowly melting under Elex’s hands.

“What do you…K’GTCH! Have in mind?” Forcing it out into the palms of his hands as he tried to stay intrigued and engaged within the conversation with Lex, who in turn couldn’t wipe the brightened blushing red hue off his own cheeks.

“Oh you know…” trailing his hand down the front of his boyfriend’s chest, he stopped at his audibly clinky belt, fiddling with the mechanics as he leaned closer into Sven’s soft, orange cat ear. “Suck you senseless?” Starting to work the main belt pieces loose, as it clanked open swiftly with expertise.

“Ng…I might..h’…might quite..nkcht! Enjoy that…actually…sndf,” struggling to make it through his sentence as he grabbed another load off the toilet paper roll, finding it almost needing replacement yet again. Jesus.

Elex licking his lips and swiftly began chewing on his lower lip ring. “I honestly don’t know why you were hiding those sounds from me Sevvy~ I reeeeaaallly enjoy them…” already working his partner’s belt loose from his pants as he slid it out completely and tossed it to the side of the bathroom. “I find it actually…”

“KTCH!” Sven couldn’t hold back another, snapping his hand back up to his face to cover himself, he blushed brightly, his crying eyes now looking over to make contact with Elex’s hungry glare. Whom was bringing his hand back to his mouth.

“Mmm, fairly selfish, that you would hide such an arousing fact about yourself….” Spitting into his palm with a lustful force that made the cat swallow harshly.

“A-Arousing? What are y-you even talking about…Hh’GSCH!” Humbled again, his body shook with the force against the side of Elex’s body, that now hovered him.

“I think you know…Stud,” diving his newly dampened hand into the hem of Sven’s boxers, and taking hold of the other’s hard cock now, Els continued to chew his piercing.

“N-Nuh…uh! Aah~” the aqua haired man tried to argue but it was no use as his pleasure receptors began to buzz and vibrate within his entire body, feeling his boyfriend’s slick hot hand now working his awakening length.

“You’re so shy?? For what reason my strong, handsome, pussy cat? It’s just me…” Lex’s hand twisted expertly, knowing all the right spots to make his normally in charge boyfriend, purr. Els squeezing with lustful power as his digits worked to please him.

“Y-You’re so Lu-lucky I can…t…Hnn..K’gnsh!!” Falling back against the wall, his hair fell beside him, sticking to his slowly dampening temples as his sneezes continued to make him jolt and spray. His nose relentlessly leaked despite how many times he swiped and rubbed at it with the dryer sides of his handful of paper.

“Can’t wait? Toss me around and stick it up my ass? Treat me like the slut I deserve to be?” Snickering lightly into the other’s ear before nipping it playfully, his thumb dipping and teasing at Sven’s aching head.

“Elex…” he moaned loosely, sniffling with soft reserve as his eyes shut tightly. “…Jesus do something with that dirty fucking mouth besides talk shit hm? Sndfff,” snorting back a sneeze, some congestion and a whole lot of vulnerability, Sven took a fistful of Elex’s hair now and dragged him to the space between his legs. “If you’re gonna…hptt’ch!” Using his free hand to brush the leaking fluids from his face. “Be about sucking my dick, then be about it…you foul mouthed whore,” his wet orange gaze now snapped open and narrowed down at the taller of the two, who blinked several times with his multi colored gaze before a devious smirk slid across his lips.

“My pleasure, boss,” settling comfortably between Sven’s thighs, the Badger slowly pulled the cat from behind a wall of boxer and forced open pants. Face to face with it, the green haired man shivered in anticipation, sticking his split pierced tongue out he wrapped it delicately around the head, slipping each side up and down, opposite of each other. This caused the cat to gasp loudly, his grip on the forest locks only tightening.

“Shiiiit…” the warm metal balls rubbing and teasing the ridges of his head was almost enough of a distraction to keep his allergies at bay, but almost doesn’t pay the bills. “K’tchh! Ngt’chh!” Using his free hand like a tissue, though it was already pretty used up and clammy by now, it was all he had. The toilet paper was inconveniently out of reach now. The sounds and scene of his feline boyfriend blowing out, only fueled the naughty badger even more as he spoke once.

“Don’t stop doing that…” Elex now swallowed Sven’s length in one swoop after his plea, slipping the large cock furthest down his throat he could. Taking his right hand he began to fish it inside his own jeans, needing to release at the sight of this. A special occasion, a new secret unlocked. Everyday he learned more and more about the elusive cat and it only drove him further in love with the asshole. His tongue, caressed and hugged around the cat’s length in a whole new way no other without a surgery like his could. It was almost one Sven’s most favorite things about the slightly younger, beside his overall personality. He liked his boys a little, spicy. Sven would loosen his grip upon the other’s hair only to tighten it back up the second his cock would hit the back of his throat.

“H’h…aah~ nn..El…H’tshhkt!! Nkch! Ngsh!” The older of the two cried out gently, his small explosive light sneezes dusting and decorating the space now between them. Cascading down onto Elex’s face causing the badger to moan around the other’s thick length. “I’m-..so…H’NgXt! Nnch! Hah…close…” fighting to at least finish the thought while his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Elex sucking purely on his tip before pushing down again. The taller’s head continued to bob gracefully, each side of his tongue working over time to massage and press at every individual dip and vein. His hand pumping quickly at his own leaking, needy member.

As each second passed, with Elex’s mouth on his cock, and the new found freedom that the other was less than a bully about this exposed secret, his groin tightened. “Elex…” he groaned his lover’s name, pushing his head with each downward suck, he couldn’t take it anymore. The badger was simply too fucking good at pleasing him. His back straightened against the wall and he threw his head up with existential pleasure. Sven came, hard inside the other’s working mouth. His hips stuttered and he forcibly shoved Lex’s throat down almost drowning the other in his explosive seed.

No matter the difference. Els swallowed every drop as his own shaking fist began to stagger and suffer. Trying to keep pace but finding himself lost in ecstasy and before long his efforts were just enough to send him over the edge, filling his boxers with cum. “Fucking shit….” He hissed plopping Sven’s cock from his mouth as a thin white line of fluid dribbling down his chin now. Sven chuckled, watching his mate in the throes of an intense orgasm, he reached over with his thumb and swiped the line of cum from the other’s face. He held his hand there for a moment , caressing the other’s discolored cheek, while Elex tried to catch his breath.

“Sndfff…Thanks…” he huffed, out of breath between the allergy attack and his lover’s mouth.

“For the blowjob? No problem,” chuckling playfully as El now too sat back, but against the lower cabinet of their sink.

“No…for not making fun of me,” he shrugged. “I know it’s one of your favorite past times but…this time it meant a lot that you didn’t,” Sven smiled over at the badger who met him with a cocky grin and a roll of his duo colored eyes.

“Hey I might be an asshole, but I can read a room…plus…you’ve grown on me through the years…I can’t make you wanna kill yourself ALL THE TIME…” chuckling loosely before reaching over and lightly gripping the other’s chin lovingly before letting go.

“Touché…” the cat responded with a carefree smirk and a quick reach to grip, and hold onto Elex’s hand.

“I love ya, Puss, stop keeping secrets, alright?” The badger said softly, his thumb rubbing over the top of Sven’s embracing hand.

“Yeah, alright. I love ya too, kid,” his orange eyes sparkled with slight mischief but overall love for the bratty male.

“Don’t fuckin call me that,” his green and brown eyes shifted to a narrow glare, sizing the other up now and ripping his hand away from Sven’s loving grasp.

“I’ve told you several times to stop calling me puss,” the Cheshire shrugged almost unphased by this sudden mood swing the other was having, since he was always having one.

“Puss is cute! You’re a cat! Kid is fuckin’ weird…makes me feel less manly, stop it,” pouting now, folding his arms across his chest he certainly fit the description more than ever now. It was more or less not helping his case.

“Whatever you say, kid,” shifting slightly the badger jerked forward and slugged the cat in his arm, hard, no holding back, he did not care and there would surely be a bruise the next day. “Ow! You god damn animal!” His voice said stern but his facial expression said bring it, always ready for some rowdy action.

“Yeah well, maybe it’ll teach you to listen! Dick for brains!” Sticking his tongue out with defiance, Elex continued to uphold his protests, folding his arms back up over his chest.

“Zip it, you neanderthal, and get up…help me find my damn meds…Sndfff…” Sven snuffled loudly again and finally began to lift himself off the bathroom floor, extending a hand out to his partner, offering help but was met with a very stubborn badger.

“Maybe I don’t want to…I’ll have you sneezing all over this house for my personal enjoyment,” turning his head swiftly away to avoid looking at his boyfriend, still pouting, crossed up and avoidant.

“There really is something mentally wrong with you,” bringing his hand back in, Sven now also crossed his arms over his chest and slowly shook his head at the very bratty man on the floor in front of him.

“Yes, but you knew this, and still chose to go out with me, so what’s that say about you? Huh Einstein?” Sharply turning his head back to deliver his final argument it actually made the cat shrug his shoulders and nod his head in agreement.

“You make a sincerely valid point, now please help me unpack all this shit…” again, the cat unfolded his arms and reached a hand out to offer, one more time, his mate a lift back up to solid footing.

“That’s better, a please never hurt no one,” finally, Elex took the offering of the cat’s hand, and connected their palms in a hitch. The shorter of the two promptly pulling himself up on to his feet again. Elex subconsciously began to wipe down his pants and wash his hands.

“I fear I may have made a mistake moving in with you….” Looking the other up and down, he sincerely was starting to question whether or not he made a good choice. He did after all move in with an unhinged criminal that he often stood toe to toe with many times through out their childhood together. This surely, was going to be a rollercoaster ride.

The End

Author’s Notes: What better way to break in the new couple than some smutty snz action. I hope you all enjoyed the new OCs and their sexy, slightly abusive and toxic dynamic. 🫠🫠🫠 I’m sorry y’all we needed something with a bit more umpf. Elex is so BabyGirl 🤭🤭 he just won’t ever admit it 🤪

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