#mod key(s) | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

leonfucker3000 · 16 days

Text

Gotcha

Bounty Hunter/Cowboy!Leon S. Kennedy x outlaw!fem!reader

Warnings: smut, feelings (of regret) (and slight yearning), oral sex (f receiving), vaginal sex, fucking against metal bars. 16+ because I was you once just don’t be weird

Ummm I wrote this last year in, like, March? I posted and finished it December, though (yikes) with that being said I’m sorry if the writing is…I suppose questionable? Yeah, sure, questionable. On ao3 here if you prefer that site. Not proofread btw.

oh, right, reader’s outlaw name is ‘ranger’ but it’s mentioned once. I was inspired by Leon’s Arthur Morgan mod but you can imagine him in any outfit, all that’s mentioned is that he wears a leather hat (I think). cowboy Leon is the reason I keep on going, thanks.

tumblr is a scary, new place for me. Please be kind😱

The sound of the horse's feet running in the desert sand fills the hollow night. Gunshots and gunpowder making Leon’s nostrils flare, the metallic smoke filling up his lungs uncomfortably.

Close. He’s so fucking close.

You stop your horse and bolt for the abandoned bank you robbed just a month prior and wait . It’s hot and cold, a thin layer of sweat coating your skin as you try to keep your breathing still. The weight of your revolver is the only thing that feels remotely natural, the only thing that reminds you that you have at least some control.

His horse blows and grunts as it comes to a halt, a cloud of sand threatening his vision until he bats it away. The swinging door of the bank creaks along with the wooden floorboards of each step he takes.

You can hear him grow closer, the spurs on his boots jingling—a warning, a taunt. He’s got you, and had it not been from how fucking tired you were, you would’ve kept going.

“There’s not much use in hidin’ anymore,” Leon’s gruff voice breaks the low whistling wind, “Think we both know the only way you’re getting outta here is in cuffs or in a rug dragged across the sand.”

You hold in a scoff, the bandana muffling your steadying breath. Hiding behind the wall, you hear his steps come and go, small curses falling from under his breath and muttering you can’t put together.

After a moment of silence, you muster up the courage to peek around the corner. A mistake.

“Gotcha.” His cowboy hat casts a dark shadow across his face, the dim moonlight barely making the whites of his eyes visible. His own revolver is pointed to your head, the reflecting metal almost blinding — another taunt to your capture.

“Kennedy.” You speak through gritted teeth, sour and bitter as you say his name.

“Ranger.” A humorless chuckle escapes his lips, “Not one day goes by that I don’t get sick of hearin’ that name. Can’t even get a beer without a sad sap waiting to tell their story about encountering you.”

“Good to know I’m on your mind at least. Hadn’t seen you in sometime, thought you died.” You watch as his hand tightens around the grip of his gun, his index finger sliding towards the trigger.

“I’m not gonna die before I catch you, or kill you. One or the other.” He rolls his eyes as he watches you point the gun to his leg, “Put that down before I blow your brains out. The sheriff’ll get mad at me for the mess.”

“I think he’d be happier if you killed me, really.”

“Maybe, but I think they’d rather kill you themselves, and slower.” A sigh leaves you as you drop your revolver to the floor, not bothering to put your hands up because, well, there’s no use for it. “Back up. Don’t need you gettin’ any ideas. Get in the vault.”

The vault? He doesn’t give you time to protest, taking a step forward so his gun grazes your forehead, “Fuck, alright, I get it .”

You back into the vault, the metal bars making it your makeshift jail. He closes the door shut, watching you through the spaces between the bars and giving you an annoying smug smirk, “Look at that . Behind bars is a natural look on you. Can’t believe it’s taken this long.”

Leon takes a walk around, finding the key and locking the ‘jail’. Convenient. “Y’wanna start by telling me why you’ve been doing this? They’re gonna get it outta you anyway, best to let it out now. A pretty face ain’t gonna getcha freedom.”

“Pretty?” You muse.

“Shut up.” He scoffs.

“I don’t think my reason would really make a difference.”

His eyebrows furrow, “Maybe not, but every outlaw has some kind of story to tell.”

You slump against the back wall of the vault, letting out a small groan as your hand runs your face. If you’re going to get locked up and eventually hung, you guess it wouldn’t hurt for at least one person to know the truth. He’s not…the best person but out of everyone else, maybe he is. “My family. Dead broke. Needed the money.”

He stares at you for a moment before laughing, gripping one of the metal bars as he snickers, “you really expect me to believe that? If I wouldn’t let a bastard cheat me in poker, I’m not gonna have you cheat me now.”

“‘M not cheating you for anything, I gotta family at home. Mouths to feed, debts to pay, shit to do.”

“That’s a real shitty thing, lying about your family like that.” He grumbles, looking at you like ‘lying’ was worse than all the money you’ve stolen. The lives you threatened.

This man’s priorities seriously needed to be straightened out. You pull down your bandana and toss it to the side as you get comfortable on the floor, the bank door’s small creaks making the night all the more eerie.

When you look up, he’s still staring at you. His lips are curled into a slight snarl and, had it not been for the bars, he might’ve lunged at you.

Leon’s wondering what your game is, he knows what you do when you lie—how you look away from him and take a step back and your lip always twitches without fail—you’re not doing any of that. “Even if you did do it to keep your family afloat, what about the rest of the people you wronged?”

“What, the rich? They don’t give a damn about us, why should I give a damn about them?”

“I’m talkin’ about the public robberies. Like the train robbery down in Georgetown, or the bank in Laredo, those were all big jobs, you tellin’ me those were victimless crimes? Bullshit. There’s oughta be a casualty.”

“If there was a casualty, it wasn’t from me. I’ve never fired a gun at an innocent.”

He scorns, “but you’ll fire a gun at the people tryna protect the innocents.”

“None of them are dead, are they? They’re at home with their families not needing to worry about eatin’.”

He feels conflicted, because fuck if you’re telling the truth then he feels like an asshole all those times he’s almost killed you. A family. You have children, a husband, maybe, unless he’s dead—is that why you’re doing this?—And he’s fought with you more than he can remember. He sniffles, wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb and shaking his head, “how old are your kids?”

It was your turn to chuckle, “i don’t have kids. Well, sort of, if you include takin’ care of my siblings.”

Guess he got it wrong. He doesn’t know if he feels better or worse, his stomach churns at the thought of your younger siblings waiting for you to come home just to never return. Never to know if you died or ran away. No, he’s sure they’d figure out you died, if you were doing this for them, why would you leave them? God he needs a drink. “You don’t gotta momma or daddy or what?”

“My momma’s sick. Daddy’s gone.” You shrug as if it’s nothing, maybe it is nothing to you but it’s everything to him. He hates that he’s so easily swayed. You being fine with this should tell him this is a lie but—

But what? He doesn’t know. You’re a criminal that has added unnecessary stress to the public, even have other outlaws mad at you for taking their money. It’s simple as to what he needs to do.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m sure after your first three robberies you woulda had enough money to feed a church for the next 5 years. Didn’t need all of that, that’s just fucking greed.”

“I don’t keep all of it. I give it to people like me. Too many families have lost their kids just because they couldn’t feed ‘em for a week. Bet they don’t tell you that, though, do they?”

He knows better. He knows that he knows better. This is a lie, he’s the law, he needs to uphold the law, no exceptions. No hesitation. “So, what? You’re a modern day Robin Hood?”

“If I say yes will you shut the fuck up?”

“If you tell me the truth I will.”

“Mother fucker— I am. You have a gun, have me in a fucking vault, I’m unarmed say for my knife, but I’ll give it to you if it’ll shut you up. what do I have to gain from this shit? You’ve caught up people for way less, I don’t have shit up my sleeve to leave.”

A moment passes, and suddenly? He hates himself.

“God damnit.” He curses under his breath, turning his body away as he groans. He can still hear the horses outside, can hear the wind chiming, playing a small song. You keep quiet, watching him pace back and forth once before pinching the bridge of his nose. “‘M gonna fuckin’ regret this.” He mumbled to himself, putting in the key and swinging the metal door open.

He shifts to the side, motioning with his head, “Go. Get. Leave.”

“What’re you doing, Kennedy?”

His lips press into a fine line as he exhales through his nose, “What kinda man would I be if I took you away from them when I had the chance to save you?” He sighs, “They need you. God knows no one else will give a damn.”

You hesitate, you don’t know why—you should’ve ran as soon as the key went in the damn hole. You grab your bandana you threw off earlier, wrapping it around your neck with a curt nod. “Thank you.”

He doesn’t meet your gaze, a small frown on his face before he speaks, “yeah, yeah, just turn your ass around before I find a reason to lock you up again.”

You tip your hat to him, walking out of the vault. Your spurs are the one to jingle this time.

“ ‘sides, I always did like the back of you.”

You planned to keep going. You really fucking did.

When you turned around, your bodies were only two feet away. You swore you walked further from him but honestly, you couldn’t tell anymore. “Those are dangerous words you’re playing with.”

His back straightens and he peers down at you, “Are they?”

“You’re a confusing man, Kennedy.”

“I don’t remember telling you I was simple.”

You tut, “Haven’t you made enough mistakes already?”

He has, he knows it. The first damn mistake he’s made was making it a point to try and capture you. A year and 4 months he’s spent on this–on you. But, really, what bad would one last mistake do? He’s already made so many, it’ll just be another bullet to his chamber. He takes a step closer, chests nearly touching as his hands twitch to grab you, feel you without the mission of needing to hurt you and take you in. “I’d say not enough.”

All those times during his chase he could’ve gotten close, on top of you, felt your breath against his as you cornered one another. He hasn't, and he’s tired of letting it sit at bay. Learning a new side of you made him crazy. Crazier.

God is he an idiot.

Your breaths fill the tense atmosphere as he takes another small step closer, was it always so hot in here?

“We shouldn’t.”

“Who says?”

“ Everyone .” You stay like this for what seems like an eternity until Leon pulls you in by the back of your neck, his free hand moving to your waist as his lips crush against yours in a hasty kiss. He groans against your mouth and your fist coils the fabric of his shirt. Your hats tipped one another’s off and fell to the floor.

After a few seconds, he is the one to pull away from you. Your eyebrows furrow as you look at him in confusion, he looks at you like it was the answer. He clears his throat and takes a step back, wiping away your kiss and he looks away, trying to deny himself of what he wants.

Who he wants so, so badly.

He struggles to speak, to move, to think. He watches you and you watch him, both of your breaths at a skewed pace.

“Make a mistake with me.” He whispers, he looks different. You can finally see his face, moonlight highlighting his sharp features. Never noticed how handsomely-pretty he was before.

God, fuck it.

You step forward this time, pulling him in by the collar of his button up and pressing your lips against his. He licks the seam of your lips and you part them, teeth clacking and tongues entwining as he grabs the wide of your hips and pushes you against the metal bars. Ouch.

He pulls away from you with a sigh, looking offended at the fact that he even had to leave the plush of your lips. His hand leaves you to unbuckle your belt with fervor and slip his hand inside your pants and panties.

His fingers slip between your wet folds and he dips his head down to kiss your neck. Small moans escape you as he slowly rubs your clit, feeling your wet slick coat his fingers. “All those pretty sounds for me? I think I’m flattered.”

You groan, “of course you’re a bitch even when doing this.”

“I take my words back, then.” He rolls his eyes and opts to bite down on your shoulder, your nails dig into his back through the fabric of his shirt and he shudders when you bite him back. “fuck, ‘s not enough. Gotta taste you.”

He drops to his knees and fumbles with your belt until it’s off and shoves your pants down, his breath stuttering when he sees the soaked fabric. He drags them off you and pulls one of your legs over his shoulder. You hold onto the bars for balance, “Jesus Christ, wait . Almost made me fucking fall—“

You’re cut off when he spreads your lips and licks a stripe from your entrance to your clit. You moan, fingers grabbing a fistful of his hair and his eyes fluttered shut. He sighs at the taste of you, “fuckin’ delicious, can’t believe I didn’t do this shit sooner.” His voice, almost a groan, wavered before pushing his face back between your legs.

His tongue lapped at your entrance and his nose bumped up against your swollen clit. His fingers dimple the fat of your thigh and his cock twitches the louder your sounds get. He curled his tongue and pressed it deeper, despite the proximity, he needed to get closer somehow.

Trying to close your legs doesn’t work, smushing your thighs against his face only adds fuel to the fire.

You nearly sob when he pushed a finger inside your cunt, thrusting against your g-spot with a quick, steady rhythm. “ Leon , shit, shit , don’t you fucking stop. “ He slips in another finger, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes and a shit eating grin.

First time you’ve said his name, not kennedy or bastard or asshole – his name . And fuck, does it sound pretty coming out of you like that, how that alone makes his cock strain against his zipper.

Filthy squelches and moans flood the empty bank while Leon eats your pussy like a starved man. His own moans escaping as you buck your hips against his face. You pull on his hair roughly and you swear you hear him whine

“Gotta get you nice ‘n wet f’me,” He muttered against your pussy and his eyes fluttered as he tried to keep open to watch you. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks hard — a cry of his name and you’re so fucking close to coming on his face, panting and feeling uncomfortably hot.

“Too much—“ you gasp, “Oh shit, fuck, it’s too much.” You choke, uneven moans escaping you as you finally come. You expect him to pull away but he doesn’t falter. “Mnh, wait, fuck, get off, get off . ” You beg breathlessly.

Leon groaned again and pressed closer, “need it, give it to me, honey. Gonna make you feel good, just don’t make me fucking stop.” He pleaded, feeling dizzy as he got high off your taste. You attempt to push his head and mouth away but your attempts are in vain.

You let out yet another choked sob when he forces another orgasm out of you, reluctantly, he pulled away, licking his lips clean and wiping the rest with the back of his hand. His free hand rubbed your thigh to try and soothe you, asshole turned caring in a matter of seconds. “Sorry.” He murmurs, “couldn’t help myself.”

Your breaths are uneven pants as you look down at him on his knees still. “ Fuck me , Kennedy apologizing? I’m speechless.”

“Oh, we’re back to Kennedy?”

He gets off his knees while yours quiver, “It was a mistake. A fluke.”

A smirk plays on his lips, “yeah, sure. We’ll see.” He turns you around and wraps his arm around your hips and pulls them against his own, pushing you forward slightly so you’re bent over, “grab the bars.” And you do.

You can feel the outline of his cock press against you, “so fucking ready, didn’t waste a goddamn second—y’sure that was a fluke? Getting my pants all dirty, honey.” You feel embarrassed, but not for long when you hear his belt buckle clink and the sound of fabric rustling – heart racing and pussy throbbing as to what’s happening. You turn your head and see him spit and runs his hand over his cock to get it wet. He smirks when he catches you, you shake your head and look forward again. “Gotta be sweet to me or I’ll make you work for it.”

“God, kennedy–” You gasp when he slides the head between your folds and nudges it at your entrance.

“Leon.” he corrects, pushing the tip inside you, “C’mon baby, I know you can say it.” he grabs your hips to keep you from pushing back onto him. Fucker .

“ Leon.”

“Atta girl.”

He snaps his hips into you, body shuddering and your mouth opens with a sharp gasp and choked back moan. His grip on your hips tighten when he pulls out and pushes back inside to the hilt. His breathing is nothing but grunts, groans, and pants, you’re not much different – if anything else, you’re worse. “Can’t– fuck –handle it? Can rob every fucking bank but you can’t take some dick.”The way he fucks you is merciless, he wants you to feel good but also wants to punish you for everything you’ve done. Everything you’ve done to him.

He dips his hand lower to smack your ass, “Answer me. Had a lot to say just minutes ago.”

“Sh-shit, I can take it,” you shudder, “I can take it–” Your skin is wet with sweat and it gets harder to hold onto the bars, each thrust making you lose a bit more of yourself. Fuck him and fuck this but holy shit do you suddenly not regret everything you’ve ever done.

You’re mewling beneath him, happily and prettily so. “Pussy’s so tight, just needed a good dicking down.” he moans, “That all it took to get you to – fuck that’s good – listen?” he moves one of his hands from your hip to your clit, stimulating it as he fucks you a little harder, “Say my name, God, I need it.” he groans.

“Leon, Leon, Leon– ” You moan loudly, you don’t know when the sheriff is coming, but if he’s close you’re sure he can hear you easily. Your vision blurs when he touches you and your legs tremble with each spot his cock hits.

“Don’t worry, I’ve gotcha, not lettin’ you go.” Leon’s an idiot, but if his mistakes will make him feel this good again, he’ll keep making them. His composure starts to dwindle when sweat beads his forehead and you start squeezing him like a vice. Made for him, he thinks. “ Take it , fuck yourself onto me honey, atta girl.” his breath stutters.

Who are you to deny him – you do as you’re told and he moans. His hand goes up to your neck and pulls your back against his chest. Within seconds, you come around him with his name on your tongue and a scream. He bites down on your shoulder with a desperate groan before he pulls out and streams of hot come hit your ass.

He holds onto you like you’re his life line, like he’ll fall if he lets you go (he will). You two stay like that for a good 20 seconds before he lets go of you and takes a couple of steps back. He turns away from you and you can hear him zip up his pants and belt clunk when he fixes himself. You do the same, a little slower, both out of lack of energy and embarrassment.

Leon also feels embarrassed. This is the part where he’d usually get whoever he was sleeping with a glass of water, a quick bath, and ask if they’d rather go home tonight or he takes them home tomorrow. He can’t do either of that, and he’s supposed to hate you and definitely not fuck you or let you go.

He swallows, “You need to get going. He’ll be here soon and he won’t hesitate to shoot if he sees you run.”

“Right.” you whisper, taking a deep breath to steady yourself as you bend down to pick up your hat. You’re both in a daze, he looks at you, all guilty and nervous. His hair is wet with sweat and his cheeks are flushed, had it been anyone else you would’ve pushed his hair back to get a better look at him. But he’s not anyone else, and this was all a mistake . “Gonna stop coming after me now?”

A weak smile tugs his lips, “In both ways, no. Can’t promise anything.”

You fight back a laugh but return his smile, turning away so he can’t see it. He picks up his hat next and watches as you walk away from him to the front of the bank. Like a lost puppy, he follows. “Need help getting up?” he motions to your horse.

“I’ll be fine, Kennedy. You need to worry about yourself rather than me.”

“Like I said, can’t promise anything.”

You hop on your horse, ready to put all that you did with him in a box and stuffed away.

“Stay safe. Be seeing you.” he whispers.

You don’t trust yourself to speak so you nod, not looking back as your horse takes you away.

You’re a good mile out when Leon hears a horse’s footsteps behind him, then heavy human ones. “Where is she?”

“I told you to follow me quick, Chris. She’s gone. Just thought I’d give you the message personally so you didn’t have to wait here alone.”

Chris sighs and looks at Leon with nothing but hate. Ironic. “It’s not hard to do your damn job.”

“Can say the same about you – so, drinks? Need one after today.”

Chris looks Leon up and down, eyebrows furrowed when he does so. “When did you change your hat?”

He blinks, suddenly realizing his is a little tighter.

Miles out, you realize yours is a little looser.

You suppose you two will be seeing another again after all. When you do, you'll finally be ready.

#resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy smut #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #leon s kennedy x y/n #leon s kennedy x you #cowboy!leon #leonfucker3000

677 notes · View notes

nonsensical-pixels · 11 months

Text

SYBOULETTE'S CANDY NURSERY CONVERTED TO THE SIMS 2 🍭

my previous conversions of syb's nursery sets can be found here: dreamy toddler 👶🏽| little dino 🐱‍🐉

hi everyone! @syboubou released their candy nursery set some time back in april to celebrate the release of ts4's growing together expansion pack, and i DESPERATELY wanted it for ts2! it's so, so adorable! so i did what i do, and almost two months later... here we are! i'm finally done converting the ENTIRE set! 🥳💃🏽

altogether there are 23 buy items, many of them functional, and 3 build assets: 2 wallpapers, 1 carpet floor. i'm immensely pleased with how it all turned out! it should pair well with my dreamy toddler conversions (linked above) and also my 4t2 conversion of madlen's kei baby care kit!

credits go to @syboubou for the amazing original set! it's simply perfection! 💝

there are two versions in the download below: a merged version, and an unmerged version. yes, the download is just THAT big. please pick only one! a collection file has also been prepared for convenience's sake.

DOWNLOAD: SFS | MF 🧁

keep reading below the cut to read what you need to read! and see what you need to see!

more previews

things to note

a readme.txt is also included in the download!

the changing table does not actually come with a bin. so unless you place the decorative trash bin next to it, your sims will be throwing their trash into the void.

the crib is unanimated. i tried my best but the mapping and the way the model was made simply would not accomodate any animations without looking even worse 😫

the dresser is just decor. i use the gussy up mod in my game so my sims rarely use wardrobes. plus, the original dresser's structure made it impossible to be animated 😅

the way that the playmat works in the previews above is actually as a rug. i made an invisible recolor of the sims 2 store playmat (included in the download) and layered it over the decorative one so that it's 'functional'! if you just want the playmat as a rug, you can delete this.

the toddler bed is cloned from @themediocresulk's toddler beds as pet beds so that it's less buggy and your toddlers can get in or out whenever you want them to! you may want to grab this mod so that they gain more motives.

items included

taken directly from that readme.txt.

buy mode:

Baby Shoes Box -> 318 polys, $49 Beehive Ceiling Lamp -> 900 polys, $99 Bookcase -> 489 polys, $249 Books -> 84 polys, $49 Cat Plushie -> 840 polys, $39 Changing Table -> 349 polys, $249 Cloud Rug -> 2 polys, $49 Crib -> 1788 polys, $399 Diapers Box -> 772 polys, $9 Dresser -> 76 polys, $699 Hanging Plant -> 506 polys, $19 High Chair -> 1048 polys, $249 Mirror -> 270 polys, $149 Ottoman -> 316 polys, $89 Playmat -> 1584 polys, $249 Potty -> 112 polys, $99 Rabbit Lamp -> 912 polys, $35 Rocking Egg Chair -> 1760 polys, $379 Shelves -> 168 polys, $89 Toddler Bed -> 1855 polys, $349 Toy Rattle -> 432 polys, $49 Trash Bin -> 222 polys, $39 Vanity Case -> 1436 polys, $29

build mode:

Floor Carpet -> 26 swatches, $1 Wallpaper Panelling Paint -> 56 swatches, $1 Wallpaper Panelling Pattern -> 32 swatches, $1

misc:

a recolor of the sims 2 store's baby dangle monster playmat is also included. if you want to use it, you'll need the original mesh from the store download.

phew, that was a LONG, but satisfying, post to write! i hope everyone enjoys these conversions as much as i do! i had a lot of fun making them 💝

have a lovely day simming everyone! don't be afraid to reach out to me if there's any issues with this download. though as always, keep in mind...

cheers ~ 🥂

#s2cc #sims 2 cc #sims 2 #4t2 #4t2 conversion #4t2 buy #4t2 walls #4t2 floors #sims 2 download

677 notes · View notes

noideabutsims · 2 months

Text

Donut Co. Sticker Extravaganza P.1

Has 74 swatches If you cannot see all the swatches, place it down and then change the color swatch!

All of our CC can be found by typing " Donut " into the search bar! Images in game - Most stickers are sized up or down, some using the tool mod! The blue wall background photos (on the patreon and curseforge) were taken of super sized up stickers, so the lines are a bit warbly and a tad off because they're so so super sized! You really can't tell in game at all but if there are any issues please let me know!!

These are meant to be little stickers on the wall. You can size them up and down using the bracket keys. [ ] <- these ones. I personally, use the tool mod to size my items up and down, and specifically with these if you are wanting them to be "perfectly sized" i would recommend you grab tool (and its assistant BBB). THEY ARE LARGE TO START! This is so you can go all the way down to a mini size! Hope this helps!

This item was made using pluto sims posters as a base. I could not figure out how to make them work any other way, and as always pluto saved the day so be sure to check them out!! Link back to Pluto Sims original object ORIGINAL CREATION This does include the mesh with it. (Thanks to pluto for being very generous so please check them out!) This is just a recolor and all credit goes back to Pluto Sims for this mesh, this item would not be possible if i couldn't use this mesh.

~~~

Name: Donut Co. Sticker Extravaganza Buy Mode Description: Get ready for sticker land people - because Donut Co. is coming back with a sticker extravaganza that'll have sticker enthusiasts running! We've got it all – from adorable axolotls to familiar faces like Baymax and Kuchikopi, and yes, even the legendary worm on a string! But guess what? That's just the beginning! Donut Co. is unveiling a massive new collection, so keep those eyes peeled for more sticker magic coming your way! Before you know it, your little ones will be sticking these everywhere! Say goodbye to dull walls because Donut Co.'s stickers are here to amp up the excitement! Dinosaurs? You bet. Squishy space aliens? Absolutely! If your kids crave the quirky, the fantastic, and the super fun, then this sticker pack is a MUST-have for their collection!

(Works best if you use the bracket keys "[" + "]" to size up and down, or my personal preference of the tool mod!) ~~~ DOWNLOAD: Curseforge: https://legacy.curseforge.com/sims4/build-buy/donut-co-sticker-extravaganza-p-1 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/posts/98899361?pr=true Google Drive: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1spumVIArqlGQY_EJGMyQ9kg7HxmSJnaH/view?usp=sharing

Will be releasing more content soon! stay tuned! ❤️ (NOT affiliated with EA or Maxis in any way! We just make CC! )

149 notes · View notes

jackmanifold-daily · 6 months

Text

n u l l

#art post #jack manifold #jack manifold fanart #mcyt #mod key(s)#dream smp #he’s just like me fr #d:)#late night post teehee

163 notes · View notes

justcallmesakira · 4 months

Text

Bsd men with a childish s/o:

Sypnosis: how they go on with their day with you :333

Genre: crack, low key fluff

Warnings: mention of roblox, McDonald's, LOADS of blasting stuff, torturing Mexican man, war flashbacks

Dazai-

• one word, power couple (more like powerblasting the agency every couple of hours)

• he absolutely loves your childish demeanor, like bro you saw how he acts? He gives undeveloped 22 year old man and so do you🙃

•anyways he actually enjoys your company, your cute little childish acts and stuff

• ex: blasting the electricity cables of Yokohama, drawing silly little Sanrio doodles everywhere, going ":3"after cutely making the enemy go insane etc.

•honestly he would definitely take you to the playground instead of a fancy restaurant 😘👍

•probably swings with you on the swings •"Couple found playing in a children's playground before getting hit in the anal by lighting"

•bro he would go with your childish and stopid tactics😰😰😰

• "omg let's make a paper boat and ride it down the river😍😍🤩😘😘🥰" "anything for you babygorilla😏😈😈😈😽😼"

•like seriously though the agency actually worries, not for dazai but for when he gaslights you with a lollipop into committing double-plugging each other off

•he still enjoys your childish antics, you would go with a cute Lil face doing dumb stuff and he will just watch you with soften eye

•anyways you two have matching energy but unless your in real danger he's not saving you... He's joining you😰😰😨

Chuuya-

•hahh....

•he's so done with you

•you would act so silly and chilly that's he's gonna get literally WAR flashbacks (dazai I am lookin at you and your little lighter🤨🤨

•when ever he took you to McDonald's you would ask the employee for extra sauce and he would ask "why would you want extra sau- AND WHY ARE WE IN MCDONALD'S ORDERING HAPPY Meals????!!!" *slurps down every sauce packet* "it's for the toy, chuuya"

•he totally not traumatized by your tactics <33

•poor chuuya he just wants to have a nice romantic bath with you and there you are with rubber ducks and balls everywhere

•"darling Ily but why the hell did you stick rubber ducks on your body with Elmer's glue? 😃" -chuuya probably

•even during hard missions your so unserious😭

•it's scares him how goofy your are during a shooting..... *flashback*

•he wants to put like a dog leash on you so I don't wander off Dora the explorer live action (NO YALL NOT IN THAT Way) •chuuya=🙅 you begging him to buy a children's kitchen set= 💁‍♀️🔪🍳.

•he genuinely likes your sweet little innocent side

•whenever he's tired of babysit-- I mean taking care of you he takes you to kouyou and goes 🕳️🎢 'bye'

•HELP AUTOMOTIVE BIBI FOGASA STARTED PLAYING-😰😰😰

•he still cares for you especially when you are tired and fell asleep he would carry you to the bedroom and sleep with your head on his shoulder and him giving you a soft smile :)

•just don't remind him of a certain someone.... 🤕

Fyodor-

•he doesn't know why he picked up a street dawg like you

•careful who U call street dog before I leave you on the streets😃

•you and gogol would do stupid stuff in his room, run around playing tag all over his office and there he is with his silly little discord mod on his computer (fyodor please get your rusty ass off from that computer)

•you actually like his goofy cartoon mouse logo and made merch out of his organization 😘😘😘

•"myshka, why are you wearing my organization's shirt and a-" "shhhh- I am promoting your company" "what"

•he's just like chuuya but calmer and is questioning how you can act so carefree while he's brutally torturing a Mexican man

•LEAVE THE MEXICAN MAN ALONE FYODOR-🇲🇽

•still he buys you those kitchen set toys so you won't scream "shimmy shimmy ya" during the Doa meetings😃😃😃

•it's actually kinda sweet bcs of the dynamic you share like-- cold x cheerful

•you begged him to play roblox with you

•"I have work to do" "you can blast people in this game" "..."

•"yadayadaya safusafusafu" -you

•he likes your cheery mess but keep it at an extent before he sends you to the adoption center

•ADOPTION CENTER KINK---

A/N: I am sorry this is bad but it's my first post so please be patient I will start a writing blog with rules and all ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Divider crds: /@junkyukim on pinterest

163 notes · View notes

manisonas-daily · 1 year

Text

jello throws dirt

#manisona #art post #mod key(s)#jack manifold au #jello slimifold #he’s so silly #definitely makes mud pies in its free time fr

7 notes · View notes

dedsec-pony · 4 months

Text

I had the opportunity to design and illustrate unique character sprites (and UI icons, and The Logo, and the key art) for the Hat in Time Jam Mod, Hat Kid in Cinema Labyrinth! I have Some Commentary about it below.

This is also like, the debut for Team Purple, lol.

My main art style inspiration for these sprites is the little promotional chibis for Limbus Company! It was a blast trying to emulate the style while adding my own flair to it.

For the logo and the hex status effect icon, I actually tried affinity designer for iPad for the first time as I was looking for a alternative way to do vector art on iPad. and I got too lazy/busy to hop on my pc to do these icons and the logo

As for the poster, it's definitely based on Persona Q2's cover art mixed with Old movie posters (but specifically the one for Yötön Yö in Alan Wake 2, because of course it is)

#pony's doodles #shit pony mods #a hat in time #a hat in time mods #ahit #a hat in time modding jam #bow kid #hat kid #mustache girl

178 notes · View notes

gallusrostromegalus · 7 months

Note

Hi, if the asks for AEIWAM are still open, can you share some more regarding the 12th division transitioning to taking over R&D, thanks to Urahara? Did the other divisions take it well, were there fights over boundaries/responsibilities/secrets? Individual divisions holding onto research directly relating to their remits? And how did Mayuri taking over from Urahara impact relations with other divisions?

Urahara proposing a dedicated research and development branch was not a particularly unexpected move, and a wildly applauded one.

His predecessor, now-Royal-Guard Hikifune, had done extensive research and development on her own when she developed both the modern Gikon and the Mod Souls like Kon. The 4th was massively overworked but still doing their own medical research. The Kido corps had been doing their own R&D writ: spells for ages. The 7th division had been tracking death and soul statistics like where souls reincarnated in the Rukongai and who went to hell and why for centuries. "Science" is a very strong word for what the 11th was doing re: destruction, but by golly they were doing a lot of it.

So Urahara's idea to develop a cross-division group dedicated to connecting existing research and developing new lines of inquiry from there was an extremely logical step and one pretty much everyone regarded as a good move.

---

Everyone, except Aizen.

See, Aizen had been doing his own little experiments with creating and perfecting the Hogyoku and those experiments involved a shitload of murder and other crimes, not to mention the whole treason thing, and Aizen was worried that if Kisuke managed to say, actually collate and look over the Rukongai crime stats Aizen had been hiding or read up on the Kido corps work, he might be JUST smart enough to figure out what Aizen was up to.

So Aizen made sure that when they got caught, that the experiments he'd been running would look like Kisuke's work :)

I think Aizen also had a significant hand in making sure it was the literal clown Mayuri who got the job after Urahara fled. There were definitely better candidates to become the Gotei-13's quartermain, but I think Aizen either discouraged them, or figured out how to make Mayuri look way more sane than he actually was to the other captains when the vote came.

Mayuri was a disaster for R&D. Not only were his scientific methods dubious at best, none one the other divisions trusted him with their work, and all of them became a lot more secretive and paranoid.

The 4th resumed it's own medical research, which was slow because of all the other work the 4th needed to do as well. The 7th kept its statistics under lock and key lest Mayuri get funny ideas about killing people to measure things faster. This new cloaked way of doing business allowed Mayuri to engage in horrors that actively got in the way of progress. Like recruiting the top 10% of the academy's graduating class for his division and then using them as guinea pigs and/or explosives.

Aizen: All According to Keikaku :)

---

In AEIWAM, not all hope was lost.

Before he was a shinigami, Kaname Tousen was a Librarian.

It was all he ever really wanted to be- when he came to the seireitei it was entirely to investigate his sister's death. He had no intention of enrolling in the academy, or pursuing rank.

Aizen has a way of derailing people's lives.

By force, when necessary.

By pounding 44 magical nails into Tousen's spine and carving command kanji into his shoulders and inflicting a vile curse on him to force Kaname into being his co-conspirator, his own personal R&D, and his entertaining puppet, if necessary.

Well,

Maybe Aizen is having a little bit more fun than strictly "necessary".

Aizen might have cursed Tousen into silence and obedience, but he can't stop Tousen from keeping his own records. Meticulous notes about every excursion he is made to take, every crime he is forced to commit, every horrific act Tousen does through tears- everything is recorded, documented, and safely stored in triplicate in several locations and formats.

In fact, Aizen comes to rely on those records- Aizen is very good at Lying and Kido and Hubris but that is the extent of his intellectual prowess. He relies on Gin to keep track of what everyone else is doing, and on Tousen to do all the scheduling, lab work, provisions and actually keeping the aarancar in line.

And Kaname takes advantage to press the curse whenever he can- he was close, he was so. Fucking. Close! To getting the whole scheme exposed during Turn Back The Pendulum.

He tried. He tried and tried to say it when Yamamoto interrogated him, to confess his sins and bring Gin and Aizen down with him, to make himself understood.

-Who did this? Who killed captain Hirako?

-I know them! I know, but I can not say!

It's all Kaname can manage before the curse retaliates, and almost strangles him to death to keep his silence, invisible to Yamamoto because of Aizen's illusions.

---

...after the nature of the curse is revealed, Yamamoto listens to the recording of that interrogation and weeps. The captains are the closest thing he has to children. Yamamoto hears this man who is almost his son, screaming, begging him to understand -

Not "I don't know"

Not "I will not say"

"I know, but I can not say."

---

So Kaname bides his time, keeps his records and tries to distract himself form his situation by drawing what conclusions he can.

After the Winter War, there is some debate as to what's going to happen to R&D.

Mayuri is in a jar, battling for control of his body.

Nemu refuses to admit he's out of action. Akon refuses to be promoted.

Kisuke or whoever does run the 12 will be too busy shovelling leftover war crimes out of the basement to actually run R&D.

Yamamoto has a long-standing agreement with Unohana that if he makes her take on One More Thing, he will not get the privilege of dying.

Ukitake is running the Kido corps, but he's also already got a foot in the grave.

Yamanoto isn't sure he can trust anyone else with lab equipment.

" ...Tousen." he says, nonchalant, visiting him in the hospital. "You seem to be rather accomplished at record-keeping and lab work."

"Last time you promoted me while I was in the hospital after a catastrophe, it extended my recovery by a solid five years and lead to an even greater one. No. Tell Kisuke to buck up and run R&D, it was his damn idea in the first place."

"Yes, obviously." Yamanoto says as though he had been planning that at all. "-but the court guard still needs to be supplied, so if Kisuke is running R&D, who is running the 12th?

"Muguruma."

"Pardon?"

"Kensei Muguruma might be the second-worst boss I've ever had but he is rigorously punctual, has an incredible work ethic, and can be trusted to stick to rules and regulations to the letter. He's a rigid, grouchy, hard ass, and a terrible match for the ninth, but he'd make an excellent quartermain." Kaname sighs.

Yamamoto ponders that for a bit.

"Also, he's running the newspaper over my dead body." Kaname elaborates. "He's contracted horoscope brainrot from Mashiro, I'm afraid."

"He may attempt to dispute that he should be running the Ninth as his prior demotion was unlawful, as is his right." Yamamoto nods. "It would be resolved by some kind of combat."

"I've gutted him once, I'll do it again." Kaname grunts and Yamamoto barks a laugh.

"I believe your judgement is sound, and will abide by your recommendation." Yamamoto nods, patting Kaname's hand. "I will inform Urahara and Muguruma of their new responsibilities."

"...Thank you, sir." Kaname mumbles, listening to Yamamoto open his notebook and write something down. "For your trust in me, and not promoting me again."

"Hm." Yamamoto nods.

To-Do: Update last will and testament in regards to successor choice. He writes.

#aeiwam #an elephant is warm and mushy #bleach #bleach fanfic #kaname tosen #kisuke urahara #mayuri kurotsuchi #kensei muguruma #don't worry kensei will be fine he's got Mashiro to translate for him

217 notes · View notes

anonymous-rendezvous · 7 months

Text

How Do You Faze A Sorcerer?

💜 Shu Yamino x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod S 👿. Beta Read and Edited by Mod I ✨. ⏌

✧ — Contains: Established Relationship, NSFW 🔞, oral (male receiving), light dirty talk, & light muscle k!nk

✦ — Word count: 4.3+ | Ao3

It’s been a while since you and your boyfriend really had any time to spend with each other, resulting in you both feeling a little more touch-starved than usual. Although Shu really needs to finish his work, you can’t help but see how far he’ll let you go to get some of his attention.

Part 1 of Under-The-Desk Shenanigans

First | | next >>

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

Shu is an interesting person to be dating. From the small pranks, he would play on you — to his insane memory, buying things you had offhandedly mentioned months ago. Without a hint of hesitation, you could say he was a unique boyfriend. And one you loved very much.

The only thing that honestly threw you off was his ability to absolutely dodge when you're trying to fluster him. It actually had been a minor problem before you’d started dating; not really knowing if he liked you or not. You were only a hundred percent sure when he was standing right in front of you, confessing how much he wanted to go out with you. Man, that was a veritable whirlwind of a day.

Currently, you were on your way over to Shu’s place. Seeing as he had given you a spare key, you invited yourself in. As you were hanging up your coat, subsequently sliding the keys into one pocket, you heard footsteps coming down the hall. About ready to turn and greet the sorcerer, except you jumped when muscular arms suddenly wrap around you. Giggling, you leaned your head back to rest on his shoulder, looking up at him. “Why hello there? Feeling quite affectionate today, aren’t we?”

Shu smiled, his eyes squinting happily as he looked at you, and that was enough to cause a rush of heat to your face. God, you loved his smile. “More like trying to make up for the fact that I’m kinda busy with something right now.”

Your smile dropped into a pout, reaching a hand to pinch his arm lightly. “Shuuuu! You should’ve told me. I would have stalled on the way here!” The sorcerer laughed at the way your voice whined. He planted a chaste kiss on your forehead before releasing you from his grasp.

You turned towards him as he stepped back, seeing fully now that he was still in his sorcerer attire but missing many key accessories. As he saw you pout, he was quick to explain himself. “I’m sorry, but I’ll be real quick, I promise! I just need to make my schedule for this week. It shouldn't take long, and then we can hang out and do whatever you want.” He pokes your forehead and smiles. “Does that sound good?”

Huffing, you rolled your eyes but nodded your head all the same. “Fine… I concede, go get your work done…ya nerd.” Shu gasps in mock offense, albeit still with a smile on his face, before heading back to his room.

Sighing, you decided to make yourself comfortable. Shu was clear at the beginning of your relationship that whenever you come over, you could treat this like your second home. At first, you were hesitant, but it’s been a good while now, and you come over so often that you have a small routine now. Slipping off your shoes, you put them beside his at the door. Making your way to the kitchen, you decided to make some tea while you wait, thinking that the process would take long enough that waiting for him wouldn’t seem so unbearable. You moved swiftly, already knowing where he kept everything in the kitchen. While you were preparing your drink, you couldn’t help but let your mind wander as to why you were here.

You have been feeling awfully lonely the past few days. Just feeling like you need more affection as of late. And who better to get it from than your pretty, and incredibly buff, sorcerer boyfriend? You just… haven't brought it up to him yet. And you know he said he had work to do, and you didn't want to bug him but… Okay, maybe it was a bad idea to dwell on it. Quietly whining to yourself, you try to prepare your drink faster. Maybe he’d at least let you sit in there while he worked.

Once the drink is ready, and you’ve cleaned up after yourself, you carefully take hold of the mug and make your way toward his room. Shuffling down the hallway before coming to a halt in front of his door. Leaning your head towards the wood, you try to keep an ear out for any talking. When you don't hear anything, one of your hands remains around the mug and the other raises to knock lightly against the door. There’s a moment of quiet before you hear Shu call a muffled “Come in!” from the other side. Opening the door slowly, your head peeks into the room just enough to see him seated at his desk. Your eyes meet his as he turns to look over his shoulder at the sound of the door opening.

Shu couldn’t help but chuckle; amused at how quiet you were trying to be. Normally, you would knock and wait for his response before walking straight in and making yourself at home on his bed. ‘Something must be up’, he thought as he turned his chair fully to face you. Giving you a small smile, he asked, “Hey there, did you need something?”

Fidgeting with the mug in your hands, you felt your body heat up in embarrassment. Now that you were here, you felt a bit childish. Yet you couldn’t lie to him. It was very hard to lie to Shu. Taking a deep breath; you move further into his room so you are no longer hovering in the doorway. “I just, umm, wanted to see you is all…”

The sorcerer raised an eyebrow. “Is that all you wanted to do?” He kept his gaze on you, trying to get a read on your emotions, making it difficult for you to maintain eye contact. Except averting your eyes didn’t help much. Whether it was his sorcery or just his eyes, you could still feel them on you.

With a huff, you visibly deflate, finally fessing up. “Nooooo… Could I–can I just hang out here? I really missed you and–” You pause, your lips pressing together in a line before glancing back up to his face. His gaze was softer than before, causing you to feel even more embarrassed than you already were. Quickly averting your eyes again, your face feels extremely hot. “I–... I just really wanna be around you right now. Can I, like, sit in your lap or sit next to you or something?”

Shu chuckles but does not outright refuse. He’s been feeling a bit affectionate today as well; a reason he didn't want to tell you that he had things to finish today. But work is important. He glances at his monitor and then back at you, thinking over the options you’ve given him. “I think… you being in my lap might be too distracting. And I also don’t have a spare office chair for you to pull up next to me…” He seemed to contemplate his options, one hand tapping at the arm of his chair. Any direct contact would just make him slower in his work. You were very cute, after all. How could he not end up being distracted if you were sitting so close to him? “Would sitting on my bed be alright, babe? I promise I’ll be as quick as I can with the schedule.”

Your expression dropped a bit, but you quickly regained a smile. It was something, at least. “Sure, as long as I’m in here with you, I’ll be good.” You swiftly made your way to his bed, picking the corner closest to his desk. Stretching your body in order to place your mug down on said desk, before shuffling back and pulling your legs up to sit criss-cross on the plush bed.

Shu sighed in relief before leaning over to brush some hair out of your face, looking at you lovingly. “I promise I’ll work fast, then you’ll have my undivided attention.” And with that, he pulled back and got back into work mode. Typing away and occasionally checking the shared calendar for plans and collab's, as well as checking Discord and Slack for any responses.

And the pair of you stayed like that for a while. Scrolling through your phone, occasionally looking up at the progress he was making on the schedule. 'Man, those things look complicated to make. Having to check permissions, wait and check on potential collab's, and get all the time zones correct; ugh.', your brain hurts from just thinking about it. The longer you looked at it, though, you knew it would take a while - even with Shu working at max speed. You bit back a sigh, eyes closing in disappointment. 'Why did my dumb emotions have to act up today? ' You open your eyes again, peeking at your boyfriend. Completely immersed in his work, purple eyes flickering around his monitors.

Your eyes trail over his face, thinking about how handsome and pretty he is. Thinking about him looking at you and the way his expression softens whenever he does. His cute smile when you lock eyes with each other. The way his hands softly caressed you whenever he held you. Cupping your face or your neck, running a hand along your side… You were getting more restless the more you thought about it; your mind quickly spiraled into more… inappropriate things. Shaking your head, you stand up a bit flustered, but with a plan in mind.

Shu looks over at the sudden movement but turns back to the screen just as fast. He thought you were just getting up to go to the bathroom, or maybe you were getting a snack. Continuing to type away, he barely even noticed you coming behind him and jumped a bit when your hands rested on his shoulders.

Leaning down, you bring your face closer to his; breath grazing his cheek as you speak. “Shuuuu…” The sorcerer peaks at you. His cheeks are a bit pink, but he replies to you calmly.

“What’s up, babe? Are you going to get something?” He gives you a soft smile and reaches a hand up to pat one of your hands on his shoulder. You pout slightly, you don’t know if he’s teasing you by feigning ignorance, or if he’s actually oblivious.

Sliding your free hand down his chest, resting your cheek on his now free shoulder. “Shu… baby…” Shu froze. He knew that tone of voice. You rarely pulled it out on him, but whenever you did, it was never for anything good. Or rather; never anything seiso. Shu forces his eyes to remain on his monitor, taking a deep breath to remain calm and retain his innocent smile.

“Babe, you're gonna distract me with your cute face. I swear I’ll be done soon.” His words almost caused you to falter in your plan, but held strong. Lifting your head to kiss him on the cheek, letting your lips linger on his skin. You can see his ears turn pink and you chuckle to yourself. The hand you had sliding down his chest comes to a stop on his stomach.

“Babe, I’m sure you’ve been working all day…” you whined in a teasing tone, using your other hand to play with the strands of his hair as you talked into his ear. “And I have a perfect idea. It lets you still work,” you place a light, feather-like kiss against his ear “and it gives me a ‘taste’ of affection from you.”

The sorcerer peaked at you, the light dusting of blush along his cheeks the only thing visual confirmation that, at least, on the inside he’s flustered. You wanted to get him fully, though. You wanted to see him fully express how embarrassed you can make him feel. He looks at your face, attempting to study it in order to figure out what you're planning. ‘Maybe they just want to touch me… the most extreme thing I can think of would be making out…’ Shu pondered for a moment, before reaching a hand up to pat your head, smiling at you.

“Alright, if it won’t interfere, then go ahead, babe.” You surprise him by taking your hands away, fist pumping in the air. He chuckles at your silliness but is brought into confusion when you then proceed to crouch on the floor. “Umm… hun?" Shu raises an eyebrow, looking down at you. “What are you doing?”

You giggle, eyes full of mischief. “Don’t worry, you’ll see…” Dipping your head a bit, you crawl into the space beneath his desk. After a moment of adjusting, you pop back up in between his legs. Reaching up, you tug at his chair to bring him closer to his desk, resulting in your face being very close to his crotch.

Shu’s hand quickly grips the edge of the desk to stop himself from being moved any closer. His thoughts raced, mentally scolding himself as he fully connected the dots of what you had planned. You look back up at him, flashing him an innocent smile that he knows isn’t genuine.

“What’s the matter, darling?” He huffs a bit from your nonchalant tone but keeps his cool as he quickly tries to think of a way he could counter your plan. In almost no time at all, he returns your false innocent smile with one of his own, causing you to almost pout.

“Nothing babe, you just startled me. I’ll get back to work now.” He adjusts and actually scoots in this time, causing you to shuffle back a bit. Shu’s hands and attention returned to work, typing away as you heard the telltale ‘click-clack ’ of his keys. Mentally, you curse to yourself. He wasn’t planning to budge an inch. However, just because he won this mini-battle didn’t mean he won the war.

With newfound vigor, and an intense desire to see him flustered, your hands reach up to unbutton his shorts. Pulling the zipper down, you bring your face closer to his crotch, intentionally letting your hot breath fan against his boxers. Glancing up at Shu, you notice his face is a bit redder than before, but otherwise, he remains solely focused on making his schedule. You huff, looking back down at his length, attention now firmly on his cock. ‘We’ll see how long you can keep up that calmness, babe.’ Moving his boxers down slightly, you gently helped his cock out. Seeing his leg twitch from the contact caused you to smirk a bit. You examined how he wasn’t hard yet and, with a light grip, started stroking.

Above you, Shu took a deep breath as he felt your hand start to stroke him, reminding himself to keep all his concentration on the monitor. Shu couldn’t let you win in this little game. Not when he also liked to tease you.

Taking your hand away for a moment, you licked at your palm. Getting it nice and lubed with saliva before you wrapped it with a tighter grip around his length. Stroking with more intent now, you started to feel his cock harden. Pre-cum starts to collect at the tip. As your thumb rubbed over his tip, you felt him twitch in your hand, his breathing getting a bit heavier than before. He’s still not making a sound though, not even showing that he’s turned on, which only means you would need to go further.

Licking your lips, you slide your hand down slowly, and with your other hand, you push your hair back as your mouth moves closer. You begin to press kisses to his cock, sighing in pleasure as you do. With your hand stroking closer to the base and your lips pressing kisses, his twitching became more frequent and you could taste the pre-cum as it started to leak more and more.

Shu’s eyes widened a fraction at the sudden feeling of your soft lips on him and darted a hand up to cover his mouth. On the outside, he looks fairly unfazed, clicking away in ‘After Effects’ as he works diligently. Inside his mind was a different story, however.

The sorcerer was struggling not to make any noise and his brain was arguing with itself; one side wanted to drop work and just focus on you taking care of his cock and the other side knew he needed to get this schedule done. He closed his eyes to collect himself, yet they shot back open at what you started to do next.

Still not getting a reaction from him, you could feel a bit of frustration start to bubble within you. So, with that frustration, you wrapped your mouth around his cock and swirled your tongue around him. A strained sound reached your ears, quickly drawing your eyes to his face. Sadly, or luckily in Shu’s case, he was quick to correct himself. His eyes remained focused on his screen, seemingly unbothered by your actions. Taking him deeper in your mouth, the hand you had at the base moving to caress his balls; Intent on giving him the best blowjob you could muster. It wasn’t as if you were completely unaffected either. You feel the heat begin to build, your thighs clenching together; sighs muffled as you bobbed your head.

Shu was tense in his seat. He is determined not to move his hips into you, no matter how amazing you feel. If his hand wasn’t covering his face, you would see just how red he is, his lips slightly parted. ‘God, it feels so good… it’s taking everything not to just look down. Don’t know how much longer I can ignore them…’ The grip he had on his computer mouse was tight, and the hand against his mouth had his nails slightly digging into his cheek. He scrambled to think of a way to regain control; to not fully melt into your teasing. Shu’s eyes blinked quickly as an idea popped into his head. With a quick glance, he enacted his plan, removing his hand from his face.

You were so focused on pleasing him, your eyes closed, you didn’t notice Shu’s hand making its way down to you. It wasn’t until you felt his fingers on your hair that your eyes opened, thinking you'd finally gotten him. That thought was short-lived as you felt him collect your hair into a ponytail, tilting your head up to look at him. Only being used to Shu softly petting your hair when the two of you were intimate like this, you are more flustered than you’d like to admit. His grip was tight, and you swallowed back a moan that you didn't realize was building up.

Looking up at the source of your embarrassment, he hadn’t even looked down at you, his other hand still working diligently. Your ministrations hadn’t stopped but had slowed a bit from your moment of shock. With a deep breath, you return to your previous pace as your thighs rub together. Feeling more aroused as the hand in your hair had unintentionally positioned your head to constantly look up at him. Yet that bubble of frustration returned with a vengeance. You were supposed to be seeing him flustered, not the other way around!

Fully embracing the heat that had built up inside you at this point, moaning and signing into his cock. Your thoughts are a mess, your eyes taking in every feature of your sorcerer boyfriend, as it only fueled you more at this point. Eyes trailing down, you can’t help but look at the arm holding your hair, the muscles flexing as he keeps a firm grip on your hair as you bob on him.

It’d be no lie to say that Shu Yamino has gorgeous arms. They are well-defined and, in the words of his friends, 'jacked as fuck'. Which got a good laugh out of you the first time you hung out with them. You don’t know exactly why his arms are so muscled, especially since Shu doesn't really like to work out. It being in relation to having to deal with sorcery and curses is the primary theory you have. However, you didn’t really care at this moment, as just looking at the way his arm flexed filled your lust-clouded mind with all sorts of thoughts. Mind spiraling, you removed your hand from the base of his cock and started to take more of him down. Deep-throating him as your eyes remained locked on his arms, mouth-watering to a point where the extra saliva leaked from the corners of your mouth.

Shu gasps, the feeling of you taking all of him into your mouth, sending shivers up his spine. He lets out a barely audible “Shit...” before peeking down at you. If he had been any further gone, he thinks he could cum on the spot. You are fully dedicated to sucking him off, no longer worried or caring about flustering him anymore. He was quick to notice the way your eyes focused on his arms, and the way your thighs rubbed together to give yourself some form of friction; your hands firmly set on his thighs. Seeing just how enraptured you were, he finally allowed his body to relax, now showing the full signs of his pleasure as his cock twitched, itching for a release.

He’s surprised when you suddenly remove your mouth from him, panting heavily as you blurt. “Shu, please cum in my mouth. Baby, please cum in my mouth.” The words came out as a whine as you look up at him briefly, before getting back to deep-throating him. He didn’t think you even registered his flustered face before you got back to work. Though he didn’t ponder too long on it as he felt more heat creep across his face from your words. That alone was enough to get him to the edge. He takes his other hand off his mouse, grasping the armrest of his chair as he looks down at you; hips jerking upward softly.

Moaning against his cock, you feel him pushing further inside your mouth ever so slightly. The hand grasping your hair tightened, but never pushed you in further. Your eyes meet in sync. Shu rolled his hips, voice coming out as a low moan as he spoke. “Babe… I’m cumming.” You nodded your head vigorously, eyes closing as he came into your mouth. Pushing your head all the way down to the base, you took it all in your mouth; swallowing every drop as it came. Both his hands moved to hold your head, no force being used as he ran his thumbs over your cheeks.

By the time you gulped down every last drop, Shu had composed himself. Although he is still flushed from what just happened, his face had a calm smile on it. While you pulled your head back, your eyes opened and trailed to his; your hair is a mess and mouth is wet from a combination of drool and cum. He lightly pushed some stuck hairs away from your face as you took a few deep breaths in order to calm yourself a bit.

You smiled mischievously, not wanting to show how much his soft touch affected you and how turned on you still were. “Told you we could do that while you work.”

Shu chuckled and shook his head. “I think your plan backfired a bit, babe.”

Your eyes widen. “You knew???”

“Haha, I could tell you were up to no good from that tone of voice you used earlier. Plus, getting under someone’s desk… There are only a few ways that you could take that.” With a huff, you looked away as Shu pressed his palms into your cheeks to squish your face. “You did fluster me a bit in the end. So I guess we both won.”

“Yeah, true,” Pouting a bit, you take a few more deep breaths, calming yourself down from how worked up you had gotten. Still feeling very horny. The sorcerer pulled his hands away from your face, tucking himself back in after cleaning himself off with some tissues on his desk. As he looked back down at you, he could see your thighs tightly pressed together. He figured with how ‘ into it ’ you seemed that you were getting turned on as well; his head leaned down to meet yours, making you look up at him from the proximity.

Gasping as you see your boyfriend's face inches from yours, you question him. “S-Shu, why are you so close?”

His mouth opens before closing again, a bit of heat returning to his face. “Do you… can I give you some help?”

Blinking up at him, your head tilts to the side as you think for a moment. “Mmmm…” a smile tugs at your lips before shaking your head. “No, I’m okay.”

“Are you sure? I know it was a game but—”

You give one of his thighs a pat before leaning in enough to press a kiss to his cheek. “It’s really fine babe, thank you, though.”

Shu watches you for a moment before nodding and moving his chair back so you can get out. “I think we should get you some cold water and maybe a cold shower - you’re kinda messy, Babe” He laughed, and you pouted, standing up and minding the desk so you don’t bump your head.

“Hey! I–I’m not that bothered or anything!” Shu chuckled as he placed his hands on your waist, looking up at your standing form.

“Of course not.” He didn’t believe you at all. “I'll get some extra clothes for you, and I’ll clean our tea mugs. Oh, and I grab you that water while you get yourself collected. We can’t hang out if we're both too tired to.” You sighed, he was too good at reading you, and most of the time it was at your disadvantage. He was right though, you had wanted to hang out when you got here; still wanted to. Despite this little distraction you planned. You nodded along with his words before leaning down to peck his cheek again.

“Thank you for indulging me, babe.”

“Of course, anytime.” The sorcerer pauses after saying that, before letting out a flustered laugh. “Well, maybe not when I’m supposed to be working.” You let out a loud laugh, lightly smacking his arm. 'God, he is such a dork.'

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

Likes are nice and we do appreciate them. However, comments/feedback is what really motivates us to continue writing. Even just a keyboard smash or emojis are a joy to see!

We do not allow our stories to be translated or reposted/shared anywhere. The only places our stories should be found are on Ao3 or Tumblr. Nowhere else.

#shu yamino x reader #luxiem x reader #nijisanji x reader #shu yamino #luxiem #nijisanji shu #nijisanji luxiem #nijisanji en #nijisanji #x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #Written by Mod S 👿

223 notes · View notes

chadfallout76podcast · 2 months

Text

"Deah Shroud!: A Nick Valentine Mystery" EXPLAINED and AMA

It never occurred to me to do this last year, but a lot of people have asked me questions about our Fallout 4 play in the last year in the Discord, so I wanted to open an AMA but also explain "Death Shroud!" and some of the broader themes involved in it.

**SPOILERS AHEAD**

Part 1: Pre-production

Before I get into the story, I wanted to explain how this production even came about. Over the years after working together on some official community projects with Wes Johnson through Bethesda, we became good friends. I took a couple of his acting classes and he talked about the Fallout For Hope charity initiative I started and asked for help in organizing the gaming community for his Alzheimer's Association fundraiser. The idea was to host a month-long digital event of discussion panels, game shows, improv and a play with as many different voices of video games, film and TV as we could round up. In our second year of his VoiceAPalooza fundraiser, I wanted to do an original old time radio show and see if could bring back as many of the cast that we could from Fallout 4. It was Wes who first suggested an adventure with his Silver Shroud character (that he voiced in Fallout 4's radio plays) teaming up with Nick Valentine (voiced by the amazing Stephen Russell). Valentine is, for me, one of the best written, unique companions in Fallout lore.

So, I reached out to Stephen Russell who had joined us before for charity work and he was all in on bringing Nick Valentine back to life! After that things moved fast with Bethesda's Pete Hines and Emil Pagliarulo joining us to have some fun for a good cause. We tried to get EVERY companion from Fallout 4 that we could, but schedule wrangling is tough, and some people are just impossible to track down or find. Matt Mercer would've loved to have joined us as Macready, but unfortunately scheduling didn't work, so the best we could manage would be a holotape (the only reason our snarky gun running merc had to take the big sleep in the story).

After having everyone plugged in to reprise characters, it was time to put fingers to keys and find the story...

Part 2: The Deep Lore

The origin of this story started with a thought: how would the NPC's and characters we love perceive modification of their universe by us? We, as players aren't the true creators of this universe or these characters (Bethesda is). If anything, we the players are the equivalent of "lesser gods", reshaping it in new ways, unexpected and subjective ways, and sometimes even chaotic ways (I'm looking at you avalanche of adult mods with realistic jiggle physics and Thomas the Tank Engine Vertibird).

It started with a mental image of the small ways in which we start out modding games, or even the first mods we (using the "Engine of Creation) actually create. I had a mental image of Magnolia doing her thing, singing away sultry in a crowded and smoky third rail when she looks one way, back the next and sees new curtains. A subtle thing, something a little startling, but in a universe where recreational drug use is met with a YEEE YEEEE WHEEEE...a change you simply dismiss as being overtired or a little too juiced.

I'm a sucker for old time radio. I grew up listening to classic radio horrors like The Whistler, Suspense, and Lights Out on vinyl records and cassette tapes when I'd spend summers with my grandmother on a little island off the coast of Canada. Getting the tone, feeling and sound to stage an old-time radio show was the easiest part of this whole process...it's baked into my brain lol. The key of course is finding the right narrative voice.

Enter: Bill Lobley. If you play Fallout 76, he is the announcer for the "Tales from the West Virginia Hills" holotapes, but before that he's a prolific voice actor, maybe best known for his role as the truly vile Jeremiah Fink in Bioshock: Infinite. He has a FANTASTIC transatlantic voice for old time radio and was perfect as narrator in the script.

Part 3: What Is Going On?!?!

I had the base idea, the voices to pull it off, but what was the meaning and message of the whole thing? I always start there. From a meta experience level, the story is about dealing with subjective reality that’s being torn apart. After Fallout 4 launched in vanilla, we the players changed that world and reshaped it with mods. The small changes in perceived reality are meant for the omniscient player (us) and are not meant to be perceived by the characters themselves...and yet, what if they were? And if they were...WHY?! The answer was right in front of me: there's a difference between something born into a world and something MADE into a world.

You take someone like Magnolia or Nick, both synths, that obviously weren’t naturally born from two people. They were conceived as an idea...a human idea sure, but still they were made, not born. Without even needing to say in the script, the Trickster from the Grognak comic books who shouldn't exist yet does IS also an idea. Some MADE into a world but not born...a different world sure, but still the creation of it. Nick, Magnolia, any synth as ideas themselves would sense that the world was wrong and being changed in a way no one else would because of fundamentally who they are and what they represent.

Everything that unfolds is because Nora as a keystone event in the Commonwealth, a focal point of the causal nexus making her a unique entity in that world. A causal nexus is the link between a cause and its resulting effects and ignore the science mumbo jumbo, because here's an example of how that works:

The Sole Survivor, Nora, listened to Kent's message, chose to answer him and put on the outfit of the Silver Shroud. As a unique figure she shifted perceived reality of everyone in the Commonwealth by becoming the Silver Shroud, acting like him and making people believe that a fictional character exists.

Unfettered belief and faith in an idea = manifested reality.

Rejected belief and faith in the idea = dispels that reality.

This HAS happened before in Fallout lore in the instance of people with horrifying backstories and personal tragedies choosing to become someone else such as the Mechanist (Fallout 3 and Fallout 4) or even the Ant-Agonizer (Fallout 3). This time however it was a unique figure who did this, a figure fated and meant to reshape the Commonwealth for good, bad or ugly.

This opened a door, the door through which another figure could influence and enter a new universe provided it take the form of something already in it...a reality side-step into the form of the Mechanist. Concurrently, the moment that happened, reality counterbalanced by making the Silver Shroud who was already believed to be real BECOME real as the ying to the Mechanist/Trickster's yang.

Now at home in reality, the Trickster found himself very much alive and unbound by story but had very little power to do much at all. He needed something more, an idea and faith that already existed in the Commonwealth with the infinite universe of ideas made, but not born like himself. His goal wasn't power, it was to sow chaos, reshaping reality into a realm for any and every idea despite the consequences to reality itself.

So what did he need? The belief in the Old Gods and a focus point of belief in the idea: a staff. The universe is as adaptive as it is remarkable and where the Mechanist had its opposite: the Silver Shroud, the Trickster needed its twin: enter Sheogorath...because what better staff to tear apart and reshape reality than the Staff of Sheogorath. There is a quest added in the new Skyrim Anniversary Edition in which you can build it for yourself with a few items: Branch of the Tree of Shades, Ciirta's Eye, Fork of Horripilation. In this universe it would have to fashioned with things FROM this universe.

Two eyes were needed:

The eye of a True Believer: Kent Connolly

The eye of a True Seer: Mama Murphy

Affixed to the top of a staff of the purest heartwood from a Twice Born Tree. Living wood from Harold, born a man who eventually mutated into a living tree.

Lastly, it had to be soaked in the tears of ages end: barrels of radiated blessed waters courtesy of the Cult of Atom.

The Trickster had no magic of his own in this universe in which to act, but thankfully courtesy of some powerful allies, he was able to make contact with shadowy cults and worshippers of the old gods who gave him the name of someone truly of faith in the old magic to make all of this work: Jebediah Blackhall, who in this spin of the universe did unfortunately get his hands on the cursed book: the Krivbeknah.

Finding allies was all too easy, as the events post main quest left the Commonwealth changed. To many, the Sole Survivor and his/her companions would be hailed as heroes. To others, they would be villains, particularly in light of what Nora CHOSE to do to the Railroad to end the synth threat for good. That's a lot of blood on the hands of heroes...

As the Mechanist/Trickster, Blackall and the Lombardos began using the staff, its changes and shifts in reality rippled backwards through time, as changing one specific thing would change its entire existence. You change some curtains and the manufacturer of those curtains only every made one pattern...the world object becomes changed universally. Tapping into the Engine of Creation to make these changes, leaves anyone MADE not born aware of them as they don't fit into the design as it shifts around them. Nick, Danse, Magnolia would all feel and see it, be thrown off for a bit before settling into the changed reality state.

At the climax when everything starts falling apart and you get everyone from GlaDOS and the Joker strolling on in, the only way to end it all is to separate the Trickster from the Staff and restore the saved intended state of reality. The Silver Shroud finds himself powerless against the Trickster...only someone from this universe would be able to intercede, hard wired into the Engine of Creation itself as an existing element connected throughout its framework and history. After sending the Trickster off packing to the moon (thanks GlaDOS), but its a little too late for reality. It collapses around them, finding themselves elsewhere...the point between the mind, creation and the outcome of reality.

After the Shroud fades away, Nick has the power and choice to roll the universe, his universe back along the tapestry of choices that led him here. They all were haunted by the choices they made the first time around, something Nora couldn't live with...that ultimately led her relationship with Danse to fall apart. So Nick decides to go back further, as far back as he can go and he finds himself back in his office with Ellie waking him up.

There are consequences to what he's done, that he's not yet aware of, ones that will become clear in our next episode. The synths remember, as he remembers...Danse, Magnolia and everyone else remembers the fall of the Institute. They all find themselves at their starting point, moving towards their intended fated position to encounter the Sole Survivor. For Nick? He's starting down the path that will led him to be held prisoner and meet the Sole Survivor for the first time.

As he'll soon discover however, things don't play out the same way this time. Moreover, while he was rolling back reality to an early saved state, he made a huge mistake and completely forgot about something and someone so incredibly important...

You'll have to wait to see what that is...

#death shroud #chad: a fallout 76 podcast #chad: a fallout 76 story #fallout 4 #fallout for hope #wes johnson #fallout #fallout fanfic #nick valentine

93 notes · View notes