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wholoveseggs · 3 days
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Maybe an elijah x Reader where the Reader is a bit shy about sex and really wants to try out face riding, but is insecure about her weight like that she's scared she'll hurt him or something like that. So somehow elijah finds out (for example thru a dream which he enters) and does it, but she'll try to pull away at the beginning still scared of hurting him and he'll pull her down.
If possible with lots of praise, overstimulation, elijah being dominant, hand kink, sir kink, elijah being a sweetheart, and aftercare?
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You've been dating Elijah for a while, but your insecurities keep you from taking things further. But one night, Elijah finally gets the chance to show you how much he loves your curves.
♡♡ Thanks for the request @magicaleaglecloud, I've written a similar fic on this subject called Reminder, but I love this idea so much I'm happy to write more. ♡♡
♡♡ This once again goes out to all my thick thighed brothers and sisters! ♡♡
3.4k words - Warnings: smut, fluff, oral sex, sex dreams, insecure reader, body issues, soft dom!elijah, slight sir!kink, face sitting, fingering, little bit of spanking, tinsy bit of overstim, a fun history fact about beauty standards, praise, kisses & lots of sweetness ♡♡♡
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You were beyond nervous, and it showed. You and your boyfriend Elijah Mikaelson had been dating for the last year, and while you loved each other and you wanted to sleep with him, you had been putting it off.
It wasn't anything to do with him, of course. It had everything to do with your insecurities. You didn't fit the current beauty standard. You weren't as skinny as some of the girls Elijah had been with before you. Your hips and thighs touched, you had a stomach, and your breasts were bigger than you liked.
And while you had seen Elijah's eyes roam your body whenever you were with him. You couldn't help but wonder if he secretly felt the same.
You knew you couldn't hold off forever. The thought of being so naked and exposed was beyond scary. But you wanted to be with him in every sense of the word. And you knew you needed to get over yourself.
The plan was to stay the night at his place, a big step for the two of you. You would be spending the night with him. Sleeping in the same bed. And maybe, hopefully, doing other things.
You spent far too much time getting ready, making sure your skin was as flawless as possible, and your hair was just right. You packed the sexiest sleepwear you owned, a deep blue satin nightgown that fell mid-thigh.
Elijah had made reservations at your favorite restaurant, and the entire meal had been magical. Although, you didn't want to eat a lot in front of him. There was always so much shame around your body, and you didn't want him to see it.
"So I'm thinking we can have some wine and relax. Maybe watch a movie or two," Elijah said as he parked the car in front of his house.
"Sounds great." You smiled and took a breath, trying to calm yourself down.
He took your hand, sensing your unease, you were so beautiful and lovely, and he couldn't understand why you were so hard on yourself. He never wanted you to feel that way.
The evening had been perfect. You watched movies, you talked, and you drank the wine, and you felt the tension slowly slipping from your body. He kissed you and it had quickly grown passionate, his lips moving down your neck and you moaned his name.
You weren't sure how it happened, but he was suddenly on top of you, and the feel of his large frame pressed into yours had been amazing. But you felt your anxiety start to bubble to the surface.
"Elijah, wait," you said softly, gently pushing against his chest.
"What's wrong?" He asked, immediately concerned.
"I'm sorry, it's nothing. I just...can I have a moment?" You said, feeling a mix of embarrassed and scared.
"Of course," he said, getting up and allowing you to move from the couch. "Let's go back to the bedroom. We don't have to do anything."
"I'm sorry." You said as he pulled you into his arms, kissing the top of your head.
"Darling, there is nothing to be sorry about." He said, leading you to his bedroom. "Why don't you get ready for bed? I'm going to take a shower," he said, sensing that you needed a moment alone.
You smiled, feeling like you could breathe. You loved him so much. You were so lucky to have him.
You changed into your nightgown and pulled out your lotion and went about the process of rubbing it into your legs and arms.
You caught a glimpse of yourself in his floor length mirror, and your insecurities came rushing back.
The material clung to you in all the wrong ways. It hugged your hips and stomach and breasts. You frowned, hating the sight. You quickly pulled the blankets down and crawled into bed. There was no way you could let him see you like this.
You tried not to cry, feeling such shame and humiliation, you decided to just sleep and pretend the evening didn't happen.
When Elijah returned, you had fully fallen asleep. He frowned slightly, wishing he could read your mind, wishing he could know what to say. You were so beautiful. How could you not see it?
He slipped into bed beside you and smiled when you instinctively curled into him. You looked so peaceful, and he didn't have the heart to wake you.
The blankets were pulled down a bit, the swell of your breasts clearly visible. And it was impossible not to look.
He loved your body. He loved your curves. He loved the way you felt in his arms. So soft and warm.
You made a quiet little noise and pressed closer to him, and he felt himself harden. It was impossible not to.
Your eyes were moving under your eyelids and your breathing was uneven. Your hands gripped at him, pulling him closer.
"Are you dreaming, my beautiful girl?" Elijah said, brushing the hair away from your face.
"Hmm, Elijah," you moaned quietly, your hips moving and pressing into him.
He smiled, curious about what was going on in your mind, wondering what you were dreaming about.
"Fuck," you said, moving your hips again.
He couldn't help it, he had to know.
His hand gently caressed the side of your face, and then he slowly pressed into your mind, feeling the sensations your dream was causing.
He saw you straddling his face, your hands gripping the headboard, and he could practically taste you on his tongue. You were completely unbidden, your beautiful body bouncing above him, and his large hands gripped your hips.
Elijah pulled out of your mind, groaning at the vision.
"Mm, please," you whimpered, and he was so tempted.
He looked down, your nipples were straining against the material of your gown. Your eyebrows arched, and you moved against him.
"Elijah." You sighed his name, and it was too much.
He couldn't possibly leave this fantasy of yours to the dream world. He had to give you what you needed.
He whispered your name, gently biting down on your earlobe, and you woke with a gasp.
"Elijah." Your voice was thick and sleepy, and it did things to him.
"Did you have a good dream?" He said, kissing along your neck and sucking lightly on your pulse point.
"Yes." You moaned, unable to deny it.
"Tell me," he said, pulling the blankets back, his hands roaming over your body.
"You...we..." You moaned, unsure of how to tell him.
He kissed down your neck, his hands moving down to grip your ass and pull you against him.
"You are so sweet and shy. It's adorable." He smiled, loving the way you blushed.
He started kissing his way down your body, and it was clear where he was headed. His hands dipped under your gown and pushed the material up and over your breasts.
"Elijah." You moaned, trying to cover yourself.
"No." He said, taking your wrists and placing them by your sides. "Don't hide from me. I want to see all of you."
You nodded, closing your eyes as he kissed along your breasts and took a nipple into his mouth. You moaned, arching up into him, loving the way he felt against you.
"So beautiful," he whispered, his lips ghosting over your skin.
He moved further down your body, and his hands gripped your thighs, gently pulling them apart. His lips ghosted over your stomach and you felt yourself tensing up.
"Elijah," you whispered, wanting to stop him, but the feel of his mouth so close to where you were aching for him was too much.
He gently bit down on the soft flesh of your thighs, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.
"So fucking sexy." He said, looking up at you, his eyes full of lust.
"Wait," you said, sitting up and covering yourself, "I...you don't have to."
He pushed you back down, grabbing your wrists and holding them by your sides.
"Stop. Please, my love. Don't be ashamed." He said, kissing the swell of your stomach and moving further down.
"But..." you moaned, feeling his mouth between your legs, and your words died in your throat.
His mouth was gentle and slow, and he teased your clit, taking his time with you. His tongue moved in lazy circles, and he gently sucked, making you squirm and moan his name.
"Fuck, you taste so good." He groaned, loving the way you moved.
His fingers replaced his tongue and he pushed two inside of you. Moving up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his lips.
"Tell me what you like," he said, moving his fingers slowly, wanting to see what made you squirm.
"I like...when you do that." You gasped, his fingers moving deeper and hitting a spot that had you seeing stars.
He kissed along your neck, and he gently nipped at your pulse point, and he could feel your heartbeat quicken.
"You like my fingers baby?" He said, and his words were doing things to you.
"Mmhmm." You moaned, closing your eyes and giving in to the pleasure.
He started moving his fingers faster, curling them with each thrust. And then he pushed a third finger inside of you, stretching you open, and his thumb moved in slow circles over your clit.
"Fuck, oh god. Don't stop. Please." You begged, rocking your hips.
"You're so beautiful. I love the way you move." He said, his hand moving down to grip your thigh and hold you open.
"Please. Please. Fuck, I need..." You gasped, and his mouth covered yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth, and he swallowed your moans.
"You need to cum, is that it, sweet girl?" He asked, and you couldn't believe he was saying these things to you.
"Please, sir." You moaned, and the word slipped out before you could stop yourself.
He grinned, loving the way it sounded, and he wanted to hear it again.
"Cum for me, now." He said, his fingers moving faster, and his thumb pressing against your clit.
The combination was enough to send you over the edge, and the orgasm was powerful, leaving you a shaking mess, moaning his name.
You opened your eyes, and you could see him staring at you. Your cheeks flushed, and you closed your eyes.
"Open your eyes." He commanded, and you obeyed, meeting his gaze.
"There's my beautiful girl. Now, come sit on my face."
"What?" You were sure you heard him wrong.
"Sit on my face. Now." He repeated.
"I...um..." You started, but he cut you off, grabbing your hips and moving you above him.
"That's a good girl." He said, helping you place your knees on either side of his face.
You were trembling, scared that you were too heavy. That the angle was wrong. You wanted to cover yourself. You were so vulnerable like this.
"I said sit." He said, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you down onto his mouth.
"Oh god." You gasped, unable to control the movement of your hips as his tongue started to lick at you.
It was too much. You couldn't take it. Your hands gripped his hair, and his hands grabbed your ass, pulling you down onto him.
You didn't know how he was breathing, but he didn't stop. He smacked your ass hard and growled, and the vibration was intense.
"Good girl, just like that." He said, and his praise went straight to your core.
You moved against him, not caring how desperate you looked, or how unsexy you must have appeared.
"That's it, fuck my face. Take what you need." He said, watching as your body responded to him.
You didn't even know it was possible to orgasm again that quickly, but his tongue was magic, and you were falling apart above him.
You grabbed the headboard, unable to hold back, and his fingers dug into your hips.
"Fuck, I can't. Elijah." You moaned, and the orgasm was more intense than the first one.
Your body was shaking, and he didn't stop. His tongue moved inside of you, and his nose brushed against your clit, the sensation overwhelming.
"Too much!" You said, trying to move away.
He held you in place, smacking your ass, and making you gasp.
"I decide when it's too much," he said, and there was something in his voice that left you shaking.
"Yes sir," you said, your voice a breathy whisper.
He groaned, his tongue moving faster. You moved your hips, matching his rhythm. And the next orgasm was so intense that your knees almost gave out.
"Such a good girl. Come here." He said, moving you down his torso so that your head was resting against his chest, and you were a sweaty, trembling mess.
His hands were all over your body, feeling every curve, every soft place. His lips moved against yours, and you could taste yourself on him.
You were still trying to catch your breath, and your entire body was shaking. You sat up, suddenly very self-conscious, your thick thighs straddling his waist.
"You are so sexy." He said, sitting up and kissing your neck.
"Really?" You asked, surprised and embarrassed, you never felt that way about yourself.
"You have no idea." He said, his hands moving down your back.
He gripped your ass, and his hips moved up, and you could feel his hard length pressing into you. The way his dark eyes watched you had you squirming. His hands moving to push the straps of your nightgown down.
"I want to see all of you. Can I take this off?" He asked, and he was so sweet and kind, and it only made you fall in love with him even more.
"Okay." You nodded, and his hands pulled the material up over your head, tossing it aside and exposing you completely.
"Perfect." He said, his eyes roaming your body.
"Elijah." You whined, covering your breasts, but he took your hands and held them at your sides.
"Let me look at you. I want to see how gorgeous you are. So beautiful." He said, his words were a complete contradiction to the way you felt.
"I'm not," you said, hating the way his eyes were taking you in.
Elijah shook his head, kissing you softly, his hands moved along your body, caressing every inch of you.
"You are." He whispered, and his words were almost convincing.
You shook your head, trying to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around you and held you close.
"Did you know that in the 16th century, women with curvy bodies were considered more beautiful than thin women? In fact, there is a painting from the 1700s by Antonio Canova called The Three Graces, and the figure on the right is considered to be the most beautiful because of her curves."
"Elijah." You couldn't help but laugh at him.
"My sweet girl, I am not trying to convince you of something that you are not ready to believe. But I will always find you the most beautiful woman in the world." He said, kissing your forehead.
You felt yourself blushing and tears were threatening to fall.
"Don't cry," he said, his hands moving along your back, trying to soothe you.
"I'm not, it's just..." you took a breath, unsure of what to say.
"Come here," he said, gently rolling you onto your back and positioning himself above you. "I can show you."
"What?" You asked, a little confused, but the look in his eyes had you curious.
"I can show you how much I love your body. If you'll let me."
"Yes," you nodded, knowing there was no way you could tell him no.
"Good girl." He said, and you could feel the blush on your cheeks.
He kissed you, his lips moving along your neck, and down to your breasts. He kissed each one and moved lower.
"I love the way your breasts fit in my hands." He said, gently kneading the soft flesh and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
"Elijah." You whimpered, and his hands moved to grab your ass.
"I love the way your curves fill out my hands." He said, moving lower and kissing the swell of your stomach, his fingers dipping into the indentation of your belly button, and making you giggle.
"Elijah, please."
"I love the way your thighs are soft and smooth." He said, gently biting the soft flesh and making you moan.
"I love the way your body responds to mine. The way you moan my name." He said, pushing his boxers off, and taking his hard length into his hand, and stroking himself.
"Elijah." You bit your lip, watching him.
"I love the way my cock fits perfectly between your legs." He said, spreading your legs and moving to rest his length against you.
"I love the way your hips are the perfect shape for my hands." He said, grabbing them and holding them tightly.
"I love the way my body feels against yours." He said, moving so that he was pressing into you.
He kissed you, and his hands moved to grab yours, holding them by the sides of your head.
"And I love the way my name sounds on your lips." He whispered, and his cock pushed into you.
He buried his face in your neck, his hands squeezing yours, and his body pressed into yours. You could feel every muscle tensing, and his heart racing.
"I love you, so much," he said, and the words had never been more real.
You wrapped your arms around him, and the moment was pure and uncomplicated. It was everything you needed, and more.
"Elijah," you sighed his name, and it was all the words you couldn't say.
He smiled, moving his hips slowly, his movements controlled and measured. You could feel every inch of him. You had never felt anything so amazing in your life.
You were overwhelmed, the feelings of pleasure mixing with the emotions coursing through your body. You could feel the tears slipping down your cheeks, and he wiped them away, kissing your face.
He pulled your legs back, pressing your knees to your chest, and his cock hit a spot that had you moaning.
"Good girl." He moaned, his thrusts growing faster, and the pleasure was almost too much.
Your body was shaking, and his movements were getting sloppy. His breathing was labored, and his words were a jumbled mess.
He reached down, his hand finding your clit, and he started rubbing slow circles, the pressure sending a jolt of pleasure through you.
"Cum for me." He commanded, and the orgasm hit you hard, your nails digging into his back, and your legs wrapping around him.
"Eli-" You cried out, your voice high-pitched and needy.
His name was a breathy moan, and he could barely hold on. He needed you to cum, needed to feel you clenching around him.
"That's my girl." He moaned, his hips slamming into yours. You could feel him losing control, his cock pulsing inside of you.
He couldn't hold on, the pleasure was too much, and the way you were squeezing his cock had him tumbling over the edge.
His hand found yours, and he intertwined his fingers with yours, his hips slowing, and his eyes met yours.
You didn't know how long you stayed like that, just enjoying the closeness, and the way your bodies were entwined. You wanted to stay in the moment forever. You could feel his heart beating, and his breath on your skin. He eventually got up and grabbed a warm washcloth, cleaning you both, and then crawled back into bed, pulling you close, and wrapping you in his arms. 
"Are you okay?" He asked, and he was worried that maybe he had hurt you. That he had been too rough, or that he had pushed you too far. But you were smiling, and you were happy, and the way your body had responded to him was everything he had hoped for.
"Yes. I'm perfect." You said, and he could see the way the light was reflecting in your eyes, and the smile on your face. He kissed you, his hand cupping your face, and his tongue tangling with yours.
He made you feel so loved and cared for. He made you feel like you were the most important person in his life. Like nothing else mattered.
And for the first time, you felt worthy of his love. A love you always deserved.
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angelltheninth · 2 days
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I need you to hear me out-
“Let’s ruin ourselves for anyone else” with Clark Kent for the smutty one liners
Hope you have a good day ✨
Hope you have a good day too!
Pairing: Clark Kent/Superman x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, first time having sex, size difference, gentle sex, strength kink, whimpering, blushing, size kink
Word count: 0.8k
A/N: The MAWS fandom has some kind of hivemind cause we all decided that Clark Kent was 100% a virgin.
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2. "Let's ruin ourselves for anyone else."
"How... I'm sorry... but how am I supposed to fit this," Clark looked at his rock hard cock, "into there?" and then at where his finger was, inside your pussy. He was scared of this exact thing. There was always a chance he was too big for you, Clark was a mountain of a man after all.
You laughed, "Clark, you know that hole can push out a baby right? I can take that big cock of yours." You tried to make him feel better but you were nervous too. Your heartbeat drummed in his ears, making him sweat. When he moved his finger again your pussy clenched around it.
"But my finger is already filling you, what if I hurt you. I can hold back but I can't do anything about my size." He pulled his finger out to compare. His cock was quite a bit thicker. When he wrapped his hand around it the tip still fully peaked out, red and covered with pre. "And you're so small compared to me. What happens if I hurt you and ruin this?"
Doubt was written all over the superhero's face, and fear.
He could stop missiles with his hands, fly around the whole world whenever he wanted, move buildings and crush tanks. Compared to all of that you were as fragile as glass. "Then how about this..." You pulled him closer with your legs, both of you moaning when his cock parted your folds. "Clark, lets ruin ourselves for anyone else."
"What... do you mean?" His blue eyes were full of hesitation. You quirked your eyebrow at him. "Oh, it's your first time too isn't it? See, that's even more reason why I should-" His breath stopped as you took the big tip of his cock, "Should... what was I saying?" He linked a few times, eyes suddenly only able to look at where your bodies joined, "Gosh."
"How. The. Hell. Are. You. Real." You asked between kissing his square jaw. Clark grinned to himself, squaring his shoulders to appear even bigger.
"I'm from space so I'm not sure myself." Good, he seemed to be a bit more relaxed now. "I know you're trying to calm me down, but I can hear your heartbeat too. It feels like I should be the one calming you down, you're the one who'll take... it."
"It? And what exactly will I take, hm Clark?" Rolling your hips downwards you took him past his cockhead, your pussy clenching and loosening around him.
His blush went all the way down his chest. Clark never cursed, dirty talk was new to him. He did try his best, he knew you enjoyed it, hearing him say all the filthy things.
"My... cock, you'll take as much as you can. I'd love if you could take all of actually! But please don't push yourself to." Always so sweet. You nodded and urged him forward again, little by little, he probably didn't even feel pushing past your hymen but you sure did. "Can I keep going? You got really tight, did that hurt?"
"You... feel bigger than you look. Fuck, I love it. I think I'm already addicted to your big cock." You had no problem admitting that, the heat between your legs, the pressure and fullness was already getting to your head.
"My big... oh my gosh." His eyes shut closed, focusing on how he feels, trying to hone in on the increasing heartbeat, the pulsing and drumming of his own heart. He wanted to be here in this moment, with nothing from the outside world interfering. As he nudged his hips forward he suddenly found them pressed against yours. "Huh? Is it-?"
You whimpered as he tried to move but found he had no more space to do so. "Jesus, Clark, give me a minute."
"Sorry." He smiled from ear to ear, "I just can't believe you actually managed to take me." Clark leaned down for a series of quick kisses. "This feels really nice. Is it nice for you too?"
You bobbed your head and leaned it against his broad shoulder, pressing kisses along the muscle. Since you couldn't bit him your lipstick would be enough. "You can rock back and forth a little, I want to feel you move with me." He waited for you to start but the moment you started moving back he met your hips with his.
There was simply no part of Clark Kent that wanted to be rough with you. It went against his nature. You heard him groan next to your ear when your inner walls fluttered around him, your pussy taking him to the balls and your legs keeping him there. The vibrations seemed like they traveled through his whole body.
Moments after the same happened to you, your body pressing against his, nails raking down his back, "Clar- mmn! Don't move please." You didn't think you'd come so quickly, not with all the toys you used before but it seems neither of them had anything on Clark's real cock. Like a real hero he didn't let go, not until you stopped shaking so he could pull you into a proper, deep kiss.
Your smaller frame was completely enveloped in everything that was him, all his love and gentleness and muscly mass.
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aurosoulart · 1 year
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join me for 38 seconds of party fun and lamp head bonking because I have no peripheral vision. 🎉🎈🎊🎈🎈🎉🎊
I’m working with futuristic augmented reality tech to design virtual versions of single-use objects that would typically end up in landfills! other things I’ve created so far are: glow sticks, sparklers, fireworks, and piñatas... minus the candy.
although haptic gloves are being developed that allow you to physically feel virtual objects, haptic taste buds are, uh... a ways away. 😅 if you want to learn more about this kind of stuff, you can follow my dev blog at @figminxr!
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theflyingfeeling · 8 months
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I hope everyone's having a nice Sunday, and if not, I hope I can make it more less terrible with the third chapter for my fic let me down slowly, now on AO3 ✨
again, huge thanks to anyone who's been reading this 🥺 the final chapter will be up at some point next week
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throttlegainwell · 6 months
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Milestone Celebration
So, turns out I'm about to have over half a million words posted on ao3 (not counting anything I've got floating around anywhere else on the internet, more recently or from forever ago). I know that's not a huge deal for some people (especially over a whole decade), but it's pretty cool to me.
In honor of that, plus my most prolific writing year on record (no really I've never written this much creative work in one year, this consistently), I'm doing a little prompt/request event. So feel free to send something in (some kind of prompt or an actual specific request), if there's something you think you'd like, and we'll see where it goes!
There's really not much I absolutely won't write, so in the interest of having the loosest, lowest-effort parameters possible, the only request is this: if it's a fandom you see I've written for before (like it's on my ao3 works page), then that fandom is fair game. No preferences other than that. (And I will give anything an honest shot, though it may take me some time and I can't absolutely promise results.)
I've seen other people do stuff like this before, and it looks like fun, so I figured I'd give it a shot. No pressure. (I'm very shy and I very rarely come up with prompts on demand, so I get it.)
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rockethorse · 2 years
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When artistic visionary Ann Ghelld passed away, she bequeathed her beloved townhouse to the city as affordable housing for fellow creative types... on one stipulation; that nobody touched its eccentric and wildly impractical layout. While this final request has caused its share of architectural headaches, nonetheless, the Ann Ghelld Building survives in the heart of Sim City’s basket weaving district. Upon crossing its unusual threshold you might grab a coffee from Cafe Urele, pick up a bouquet or snacks from LlaMart Convenience, or simply catch the elevator up to any of its three apartments.
I love watching LilSimsie’s videos, even though we play different editions, and I particularly enjoy her shell challenges - where she uploads empty exterior walls and others have to make a lot out of it. I especially liked this one, referred to lovingly by LilSimsie & her followers as the “Big Mistake Shell Challenge” - because all the exterior walls are 100% diagonal.
This is just as difficult to work around in TS4 as it is in TS2, so I wanted to join in the torture! The (wonky) red lines mark the untouchable shell. I ended up really happy with the results, so I’m sharing this fully-furnished, cleaned, play-tested, CC-free apartment building in the hopes you’ll enjoy it too.
Important info, more pics & download link below!
🚨 PLEASE LOAD THIS LOT BEFORE MOVING SIMS IN 🚨
When you move Sims into an apartment, it’s difficult to safely alter anything outside, so please make sure to check that everything is as it should be before you move Sims in.
You do not need CC or mods to play this lot. However, it was made with a few common mods in mind, and if you don’t want to use them, please tweak the lot before playing:
Rugs have been placed off-grid. Either make sure you have Rugs Off The Grid, or delete/move rugs to avoid graphical glitches as seen in these previews.
If you don’t have Water Inaccessible Flowers and Trim Inaccessible Bushes then you may need to move/delete some landscaping and/or fences.
The ground floor was designed for use with Apartments & Shopping On The Same Lot. If you don’t use this mod, nothing bad will happen, but the bottom floor will not sell anything except via the vending machines & electronics kiosk. You can replace the convenience store with a common area such as an indoor pool, computer room, etc, or even another apartment; I honestly recommend leaving the cafe as-is, because your playable Sims can still work there as a barista.
There is no CC in this lot, but there are some deco "accessory” items not normally accessible by players (e.g. a saucepan). If you delete these you may not be able to replace them. Similarly, some items were placed with Shiftable Everything. If you delete some items you may not be able to replace them in the same positions without this mod.
A corner counter in the top apartment may not corner properly when the lot is placed. This can be fixed with moveobjects. Although it clips, it is considered within the apartment, so you can put objects on it without apartment cheats.
If you don’t use Shiftable Trash Chutes, your chutes may appear glitched (see below). This is harmless and can be fixed simply by replacing the chute. Note: the chute on the second floor was originally placed with the cheat setquartertileplacement on.
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If you play with CC, then I also have some suggestions for where it might improve this lot:
The expensive computer in the cafe (I hate that hideous thing) would be much better as a laptop.
The flower plots on the rooftop would also make a great produce garden with Honeywell’s placeable garden plots.
You can replace a corkboard in the lobby with a jobs board.
The signs for Cafe Urele might look nicer with a recolour or swapped out for a cute sandwich board.
The bike racks by the basketball court look a bit bare without some deco bikes.
The bare brick wall at the back of the building is prime real estate for some graffiti.
The busker’s guitar out the front will look a little more appropriate with an invisible amp recolour and maybe a decorative case.
If you find all the lights overpowering, don’t forget to turn some off.
And of course, don’t forget to add fences, hedges, etc. that will make this lot blend in better with the surrounding lots in your hood.
The first apartment has two separate bedrooms; Currently, it’s furnished as though occupied by two unrelated roommates - one sewist and one musician - but it could also work for a parent and a child. It has this kitchenette common area as well as a small balcony.
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The second apartment is the most “luxury”. It’s a cozy open-plan studio with a double bed, a small but quality kitchen, and its own balcony. This is ideal for a D.I.N.K couple or perhaps a single Romance Sim.
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The top apartment is the smallest and cheapest, barely fitting a kitchenette and single bed, but there’s space to move out on the building’s largest balcony. Perfect for an artsy single Sim working or studying in the big city. (The little reading nook bumpout is my favourite detail.)
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All bathrooms are more or less identical, with a toilet, basin, medicine cabinet, trash can, and shower. The second floor studio has a shower/bath combo.
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I wanted the lot to have free skilling opportunities, so all residents have access to the rooftop garden and free use of the crafting station & chess set there. There’s also a bookcase in the cafe, a guitar on the street for busking, an outdoor gym, and a basketball hoop.
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Sims should be able to access everything (except the flowers/hedges - see above) without routing errors, though of course, with such an “interesting” layout, your Sims might get a bit cramped and fussy. The only issue I ran into is that there’s nowhere on the second floor for the newspaper to be delivered, so it often glitches into the apartment on the left, regardless of which apartment you live in. You can retrieve the paper in buy mode without cheats. This is not an issue on the top floor.
Thank you so much for reading! I don’t remember the last time I shared a lot for download; if you do end up playing it, I’d love to hear how it went.
Download Ann Gheld Building [CC Free]
#the sims 2#ts2#sims 2 lot#I don't know what to tag this with lol#sniffles. looks at you directly. please clap#I never considered myself a builder so sharing lots makes me way more nervous than sharing CC!#if you like it then reblogs would mean ... the Sim world ... [staring at you with huge eyes]#in all seriousness though this was so fun I love shell challenges. It being entirely diagonal was SO interesting#in TS4 and TS2 alike a lot of items NEED to be on straight walls to function#TS4 doesn't have elevators or spiral stairs though so their stairs situation was even harder haha. I do feel bad about that#but placing things like toilets and counters etc was hard because they look best against straight walls#and some other items just don't function diagonally. like some of the dressers. or they do but need a 4x bigger footprint#and I couldn't use any of my precious walk-around/through blocks!! because CC free!!#I do adore Shiftable Everything though god bless modders#I'm experimenting so much more now that 1) I don't have to fiddle with OMSPs and 2) I know I can share it wantonly#I think my favourite little outcome of the extreme space/orientation restrictions were that I actually had a reason to put trash cans#in the bathrooms. Like that was the only place they would reliably fit#because all the bathrooms were so weirdly shaped because they all needed straight walls. so they all had little pockets#meanwhile the rest of the apartment typically didn't have space for a bin where it would be accessible in normal gameplay#I never put trash cans in Sim bathrooms normally because there's no need for one there even tho IRL it's probably like#the most common place to have a trash can after the kitchen#BAM. Lil bit of realism for you. Two sim birds with one sim stone#anyway I'm rambling. I had a lot of fun with this and I'm gonna do more shell challenges and maybe share more builds#there's also a little rockethorse easter egg for you to find if you do download it#thank you again for reading!#rockethorse lots
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whysamwhy123 · 3 months
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HALLEJUAH!! I REMEMBERED HOW TO ACTUALLY FINISH WRITING SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE!!
Of course, it's not any of the fics I wanted to finish. I went back to what is essentially my bread-and-butter now and wrote a short-ish, random OrangeHook fluff. But considering how much writing's been a struggle as of late, I'm just glad that I successfully finished something. I was back in one of those stretches where I couldn't seem to write much of anything. And this fic isn't about their age difference or Hook being a cuddlebug, so...progress?
Unless I decide I completely hate it (which is always a possibility) expect something to drop on Valentine's Day, tis the season, after all.
#What is wrong with you Sam you should not be allowed to write#Small victories you know?#Will I ever get sick of OrangeHook?? Apparently not#Can't even remember the last time they interacted on screen but that ain't stopping my brain LOL#On a more serious note - I really do hope that I can get back into the swing of things and make some real progress#On the bigger fics I want to work on#I want to finish the messy angst OrangeHook fic at some point even if it's unlikely to appeal to anyone#Annnnnd deep down in my cold dead heart I still wanna make an honest attempt at that DG Dead Dove fic#Even though that would be even more unappealing + a huge undertaking because that bitch would be loooooooooong#Also I had a slightly less angsty OrangeHook idea recently about them having their first fight and I wanna write that too for some reason#And there's still a part of me that really wants to continue Business/Pleasure because I have soooo many ideas for that AU#But that would require me to get over my inability to write smut#And I don't know how to do that (would appreciate any advice on that if you've got some...)#But at the same time I don't wanna beat myself up for not being able to write much - if anything - most days#This is a hobby after all - it's supposed to be fun#There ain't no deadline and it's not like I'm letting anybody down#Just gotta do at my own place#And write whatever absolute trash I want to write 😈#My tags are always so obsessive like SHUT THE FUCK UP SAM#But if you've actually read all these - hey. Thanks. Love ya 😘
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Misc. photos from the past year or so ~
#image commentary in tags once again since they don't allow captions anymore and I feel weird using the alt text for that --#1. napping bapy boye sneeping on his own foot as if it were a pillow#2. The little primrose that I have seems to bloom sporadically all year around as long as I bring it inside and don't let it freeze#in the winter. This was a flower that came up randomly like mid november lol#3. Rainbow where you can see a little bit of a second rainbow near the bottom of it :0#4. CHILDREN.... love to see them.....#5. Halloween Candy ranking tierlist. not important enough to post on it's own. so throwing it in with one of these I guess lol#I am also not really a candy person at all and prefer bready stuff like cakes rather than chocolate bars (if I even have to have sweets#at ALL which usually I prefer savory food). I suspect the apple is controversial but.. I do love apples .... huzzah#actually am having applle and peanut butter snack right now as I'm writing this lol#6. Various bowls/cups/etc. that I got from a store at COMPLETELY different times like.. years apart from each other#yet at some point realized that they all mostly match in paint color and seem to be part of the same pattern#But I totally didnt make that connection until a few years ago when I was putting up dishes. I just bought them all invidually because it's#like 'oh cool! a cat' *1 year later* 'oh cool! a cat!' etc. lol.. I guess it must be a popular design if it's been around being sold that#long.#7. carne asada burrito and matcha bubble tea... oughhgh.... again one of my very rare meals where I actually go and get something..#probably my favorite meal currently. Something about the Chronic Anemia makes me crave beef burritos madly despite only having one#maybe twice a year or so ghjbhj.. plus the beans.... onions.... many of my Diet Forbidden foods... Also of course the little aishas#are there.... somehow they shall split the meal together even though it's like 10x bigger than their bodies.. they are also hungry#and vastly anemic... huzzah to them...#8. I've had this shirt for a long time but it fits very weird so I can never find a way to use it in outfits?? But I recently had#an appointment where a doctor needed to be able to look at my back and it's one of the only actual Shirts that I have (mostly i just own#long robes or tunics or jumper dress type of things that would be hard to lift up or etc. like... I dont even own a single normal 't-shirt'#or anyting aside from one giant tshirt that I sleep in in the summer lol.) So I wore this there.. I forget how much I love the pictures on#it.. how pleasant... little hummingbird... AND I think one of the flowers is supposed to be columbine ... !#photo diary
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thatrandombystander · 7 months
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Just tallied up the total costs of all materials and equipment used in for my TriStamp Vash cosplay 😬😬😬 You guys get one guess each
Fortunately since I'm a slow crafter and it was made across six months, the actual spend per month cost isn't too bad. Some stuff like equipment, the wig cap, some materials can also be re-used across projects, so that's also good.
...Not that I'm particularly planning on being cost effective for the next project. Do you think big mechanical wings are going to be CHEAP to make? Dream on. My slow crafting will once again save my wallet in spreading out the costs :)
#the thing about me. is i am both stingy in some ways. and impulsive on bigger purchases in other ways.#eg 90% of my clothes is from second hand charity stores and i very rarely buy food while out and about#really only if i'm out at an event or with friends.#otherwise I just resist until i get home for the ultimately cheaper option of Food At Home.#like the days I forget to bring lunch to work and just sustain myself on the meagre offerings of biscuits and fruit available in the kitche#instead of buying from the many nearby options#and i refuse to replace electronics until they are BROKEN for real#shout out to my 5 year old phone that's got terrible battery life now#and my... 8? 8 year old headphones. babey when those break I will be upset.#BUT THEN IN OTHER WAYS?????#all my anime figurine purchases????? the expensive bedside table I got earlier this year????#some of my cosplay materials?????? why did i buy kinda expensive iron-on patches for the jacket without hesitation....#don't worry about it. i'm still good at saving money at least. very strict in setting a portion of my income aside#yes i am very lucky to be able to do that. i will continue to live with my beloved mother until uhhh the Australian housing/rental crisis#and cost of living crises improves. if that ever happens. or the situation otherwise changes i suppose.#anyway. cheers for reading my effusive ramblings in my tags. tumblr is my diary and I'm subjecting you to it.#ramblings of a bystander#a bystander makes cosplay
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inpacho · 1 year
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Reading everyone's comments and tags on my recent comics seriously gives me life <33
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mrfoox · 2 years
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How to stop avoiding things that stress me out until it becomes a problem...
#miranda talking shit#I've always had an avoiding behavior but the last few years like its bad....#I think its bc i live af home so no one will check on me and remind me about stuff#So I just repress and ignore things until they are a bigger problem and then I'm like 0: what#For some reason ive put conversing with friends in that seat to its an problem#Like logically i know i like to talk with people amd 9/10 times i feel better for it but ... Now i just dont#For like 6 months now ive gotten so bad at it. I was bad before too but now its really bad#Only reason i can think of is that my add/autistic brain feels overwhelmed bc i dont have just 4 friends anymore#Like I've onlh had like 4 friends since i was young and until my 20s but now ive slowly gotten more#And i like that and love them all but i think i feel overwhelmed somehow ...#Like i struggle to divide my attention a lot. I function best when i can sink all my attention info one thing#And now when i have 15+ friends to keep in contact with i struggle so my solution is just to isolate and talk to no one...#Friendships with me suck. Especially if you're a person who does mind id you don't get an reply in a day bc It can take me weeks or more to#Come back with an answer ... And it's never bc i dislike anyone. Its simply bc i feel overwhelmed and i worry about what fo reply#Thats also why i think tje best friendships for me are the type where they ... Get that . But also engage with me and send me an message#Once in a while. Mainly bc then its like an poke button so i can't just isolate myself ?#Im so bad at social stuff in general. Like writing first... I struggle badly. And once i do and get an answer back fairly quickly im like#Oh shit no tjis is too much. Idk man. Everything in life feels so Much ™ and im exhausted and anxious#Autism tag
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an-asuryampasya · 2 years
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...I was beginning to think that hey, maybe I was too harsh on insti and maybe the whole 'hindi hegemony' thing wasn't that bad. because you know, absence makes the heart fonder or whatever.
well nevermind, I was absolutely justified because WHY would the convocation form need my name written in both English and Hindi otherwise. ._.
(also the hindi script writer thingy on the uni website, predictably, sucks. so that's fun too.)
#hindi isn't my language‚ nor is it that language of the state my uni is in‚ and the official medium of instruction is english#hindi should have ZERO impact on my forms#but nOOOO they need it in hindi#aaaah who am i kidding my uni even has an official hindi name and whole dept to translate stuff into hindi#*a whole dept just to translate#but my bigger gripes were always about the hegemonical power hindi held in student communities#tbh my hindi has atrophied since school so i'm pretty sure i wouldn't get the spelling of my name right#but annoyingly enough i DO have the right spelling because i needed it when i was applying to some other uni the other day#and asked a friend to help me out#WHAT is it with national institutes and this hindi imposition ://#i mean i know what‚ but it still sucks#BUT on a more lighthearted note my graduation ceremony is coming closer aaaaaaah#i'll get to visit campus one last time as a student#man i miss that place after all#second-year-me always figured i'd leave with no love lost for that place#but i'm glad things got better even if it means i'll probably sigh wistfully about that place for the rest of my life#insti my beloved#placeholder tag#hey if i graduate maybe i'll finally stop ranting about hindi so much! i swear i was never so vitriolic about the language until uni#and if my plans work out and i get into the place i wanna go next#well i won't have any right to grumble so much since hindi will be the local language of the city and therefore justifiably common#see? i can be reasonable#i have no issues with the language when it's in a hindi-speaking region#...but no promises#maybe i should start making these private because it feels kinda rude to thrust this on someone's dash tho#okay thrust is a terrible word#like 'moist'#or maybe i'm just saying that because rqg ruined them both for me#OKAY stopping now before i go off on another tangent
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anarchofairy · 2 years
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#someone told me recently about a technique for reframing trauma where you re-experience the event‚ freeze it‚ say and do everything#you wish you couldve said and done in the moment. to people structures god youself whatevr#and then they said they burnt that whole fucking place to the ground in their mind#it like creates another option/association with the event in ur brain so every time you remember it it's not just that awful thing#but also your bigger stronger self intervening and responding#just like another neuron pathway near that thing#im gonna try and do it like a writing exercise tonight bc im a poet and theyre an actor nd we do these things our own way#and for me‚ traumatic memories are like a hot stove in my mind - like i can't touch them#but they just sit there‚ weird and numb‚ thoughts skating off it but the weight is still There#im opening some notes app shit from around that time and reacting like i have a fever lol. shaking like a chihauhua#but i think if i can do this tonight‚ it might open up a block#i don't like having a corner of my mind i can't go#even if this just means i can look at it reliably. that'd be good#i remember living thru one of these moments particulalry and thinking. fuck if everyone involved survives it will make a really good poem#i was dissociating‚ but correct#and yes i am oversharing on the internet bc i'm too scared to actually do it how could you tell#i am literally doing this partly bc im bored too#anyway. will report back with gorgeous poetry finger painted w the blood from all the wounds im reopening (manifesting)#conari#<- is my tag for shit like this if u wanna blacklist btw
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carolinanadeau · 29 days
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you're talking shit for the hell of it. and we see you over there on the internet, comparing all the girls who are killing it. but we figured you out, we all know now, we all got crowns, you need to calm down. I've got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined. Mr. Superior Thinking... no, I don't like you. no one likes a mad woman - you made her like that. I can feel the flames on my skin. you did some bad things but I'm the worst of them. maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours. I'm shaking my head and locking the gates. this is why we can't have nice things. seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain. sometimes I wonder which one'll be your last lie. now I breathe flames each time I talk. do you still feel like you know what you're doing? because I don't think you do. all you are is mean! and a liar! and pathetic! and alone in life and mean!
and you didn't see me here.
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darksideofthemamon · 2 months
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Well, fuck
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5ummit · 11 months
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New Mature Content Warning Overlay (And How to Get Rid of It)
More fun community label "features"! Unlike the new mandatory label for #NSFW, this one is a bigger deal to me because it affects my entire blog and it can't be avoided by just using a different tag.
Apparently on custom blog layouts, if you happen to post or reblog even a SINGLE post that's been flagged with the mature content community label, a full-page warning overlay will appear blurring out your entire blog that must be manually clicked through every single time the page is refreshed. At first I thought this was just a bug due to my older layout but I've come to realize it's not. It's a feature (as confirmed by this recent changes post) that affects all custom themes. The formatting will vary based on your own theme but here's what it looks like on my blog:
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I don't know about you but I find this is stupid and annoying. If it could be dismissed once and never seen again that might be one thing, but that's not the case. The vast majority of my blog is not "mature" enough to warrant such an aggressive and invasive warning. I also think pop-ups are obnoxious in general and I'll be damned if tumblr's going to force me to have one on MY blog.
After some desperate googling for a known workaround and being unable to find even a single mention of it, I decided to take on the challenge myself. I'm not a theme coder, so apologies if there's a better way to do this, but luckily it only took me like 10 minutes to figure out a simple fix, which I'm now sharing with anyone else who may want it:
.community-label-cover__wrapper {display: none}
Just copypaste that somewhere in your CSS and goodbye pop-up!
If you're not sure how to access your theme code, check out this help article. You can also add the code via the Advanced Options menu, which is actually even better (if you can get it to work, it depends on how your theme was coded), because it will then automatically be reapplied to a lot of themes without having to remember to manually add it every time if you change your theme in the future.
Obviously this will only remove it from your own blog for anyone who may visit it. If you never want to see this warning again on other people's blogs you can also add this custom filter to your ad block:
tumblr.com##.community-label-cover__wrapper
Unfortunately I do not have an easy tutorial on hand for this one as the method will depend on your specific ad block app or extension.
Some additional notes:
After adding the theme code and saving the changes, give it a minute to update as it sometimes takes a little while for the page to refresh.
The warning overlay only seems to appear if a "mature" post is on the FIRST page of your blog, which is still annoying and makes the whole thing even more pointless and stupid because what if someone visits any other page of your blog, and oh no, happens to see "mature" content they weren't warned about?!
The warning also appears on direct links to "mature" posts.
This hack has NOTHING to do with entire blogs that have been flagged as NSFW. It only works for non-flagged blogs with custom themes that happen to have individual "mature" posts.
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