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gasolineghuleh · 1 year

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Ties That Bind

Short and sweet commission for @copiousloverofcopia, the best darndest Prime Mover for our Second-hoe's!

cw: breeding, pregnancy mentions, light BDSM, light cheek slapping

“Are you always this breathless, tesoro?” Papa Emeritus the Second asks, his gloved hand firm on your chin as his thumb strokes the hollow of your cheek. You huff with indignation as well as you can around the ball gag in your mouth, expressing your attitude as well as you can with your eyebrows instead. Papa chuckles, gripping your face tightly for a moment before releasing you and allowing you to pull back and settle back onto your haunches once more. He’s had your hands behind your back bound with his tie for what seems like hours now, but you can’t tell. Have you cum through your panties yet…? No? Then it can’t be too long…

“Hmprmph,” you grumble up at him, flexing your fingers behind your back and readjusting your knees where they rest on the serpent green pillow, cushioning you from the cold stone floor of Papa’s chambers. Papa tuts and coos in faux sympathy, frowning and leaning over towards you, the leather of his chair creaking with the movement. He leans close enough that you can smell his cologne even through your own arousal and the incense smoldering on the corner of his desk. Papa loves to create a sensual and sense-overwhelming scene for you recently, and his addition of smells has only ratcheted the arousal up.

“You know I love seeing you like this, don’t you, Sister?” he says into your ear, painted lips brushing delicately against you and causing the hair to rise on the back of your neck. His voice is a low growl and it goes directly to your cunt— something he approves of with a dark chuckle as you visibly shift and roll your hips towards a point of contact. Papa’s hand drops to your shoulder and he sweeps your hair behind your back, caressing you gently with his fingertips and watching goosebumps rise in their wake. “So tender. So beautiful.”

“Mm?” you prompt, tilting your head back to better see the man above you. Your eyes meet and your heart throbs with sudden affection— he’s a part of you almost as much as you’re a part of him.

“Oh, yes, tesoro… seeing you sitting here at my left hand like this, it’s enough to…” Papa huffs out an aroused breath before leaning closer and drawing his nose across your collarbone. You lift your head even more to allow him access, moaning softly at the desired contact. His tongue follows after his nose, skating across your sweat dappled skin as he groans his desire for you.

“Mm-mmph! Ah-ah,” you say, in an awkward attempt to voice his title. Papa sits up and smiles down at you, running his gloved fingers delicately though your hair in a soothing motion.

“My little pet can’t talk when she’s muzzled, can she?” You shake your head emphatically, fighting the urge to smile around the ball gag. The two of you often engage in BDSM scenes, but even so, it’s sometimes difficult to lean into the role and forget your true love and affection for the man you’ve wed. “I’m sure we’re not missing much, hm?” Papa pats your cheek hard, relishing in the hollow sound it makes against your open mouth.

Another sound of urgent tinged pleasure escapes your mouth around the gag, and a thick line of saliva dribbles from the corner of your mouth. You grumble to yourself in indignation and swipe your face against your upper bicep as well as you can. Papa laughs slightly above you before leaning over and unclasping the gag behind your head, allowing the ball to fall free and thud to the floor. You breathe out heavily and tense your jaw, working the muscles for a moment before you meet his eyes. “Are you going to fuck me now, or what?”

“Always with a quip, Sister,” Papa says, a sparkle of love in his eyes even as he teases you. He motions with a hand for you to stand up, reaching out to support you by your upper arms as you struggle to your feet, hands still bound behind your back with his silken tie. There’s enough give to the bindings that you could probably, in time, loosen them enough to slip free— but where’s the fun in that?

“Would you truly love me if I wasn’t?” Standing up, you’re still not quite eye to eye with your Papa— the top of your head comes to his chin, and you have to tilt your head back slightly in a show of defiance to meet his eyes. The white eye meets yours with a spark of electricity that goes directly to your cunt and you feel yourself clench with the desire to be filled, the liquid heat pooling in your belly.

“Perhaps,” he replies with a sly smile, taking a step forward and entering your personal space. His arm slips around your back with ease, hand pressing against the small of your back and tucking you against his body. Finally, blissfully, his lips meet yours and you both sigh in pleasure. Papa’s tongue sweeps against your lower lip and you part for him, letting him control the kiss and leaning against him.

“Papa, will you take me?” you ask against his lips when he breaks the kiss, hardly daring to let air between the two of you lest it break the moment. “I want to feel you… I’ve been so good.” Papa nods in approval before capturing your mouth with his again. Another firm kiss and his arms have slipped between your own, lifting you with ease. You wrap your legs around his waist on instinct, gasping in surprise as he turns and sets you down on his desk.

“Tesoro, can I take you here?” Papa leans in, his cock already straining against his pants as his lips press eagerly against the column of your neck. It’s all you can do to nod, watching as the man you love practically comes apart at the seams in his sudden desperation to fuck you. His hands scrabble at the belt at his waist and soon enough his cock pops free, swollen and hard, the head purple and already leaking pre-cum. “Going to fill you, Sister. Would you like that?”

“Sathanas yes,” you plead, spreading your legs for him as well as you can, hooking them around either side of the oaken desk. He hums in approval, gripping his cock and stroking the length of it as he watches you, his eyes firmly on your own. Papa’s eyes flutter in pleasure as he strokes himself for you, his breaths already coming quick and shallow. He stops with visible difficulty, grunting as he leans towards you and reaches behind you, tugging the tie free with an easy movement.

“Back,” he commands, pushing you down onto the desk with a firm hand on your shoulder. You fold easily enough, allowing him to press you down until you’re on your back, legs spread wide for him. Another moment later and his cock is already pressing at your entrance, dragging through the evidence of your arousal as he taps the head of his cock against your clit. You jerk in pleasure and gasp, your hands already reaching above your head for the other edge of the desk for purchase. When he’s this worked up, there’s no telling how hard he’ll fuck into you.

“Take me, Papa,” you urge, watching in breathless desire as his pupils blow black.

“Good girl, tesoro… Spread for your Papa. Come closer.” You obey eagerly, scooting down the desk a little bit until his hands on your inner thighs stop you. “You want this, don’t you? So good for me…” His voice trails off as he drags his cock against your entrance again, finally sliding home inside of you with a long and slow thrust.

“Oh, fuck,” you whimper, your eyes sliding shut as you feel his cock open you. The first thrust of his cock pushes the air from your lungs and your eyes snap open, watching as he leans over you and plants his hands on either side of your face. Papa is already fucking you hard and fast, exactly how he likes it, and the sound of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated only by your moans and his grunts of exertion.

“Taking it like such a good girl, aren’t you?” he says as he presses himself inside of you, his hips snapping against yours in a quick rhythm. You nod, gasping as his cock punctuates his words with a sharp thrust. “Answer your Papa, or I won’t fill you.”

“Yes! You feel- so good, Papa! Hell sent,” you manage to get out, your hands gripping the edge of the desk in a white knuckled grasp. Papa’s hand falls to your clit and he rubs the small bundle of nerves quickly as his cock drives into you.

“So- fucking- good, Sister!” He punctuates each word with another sharp thrust before stilling, and you can feel his cock as it pulses inside of you, filling you with cum. Papa leans over you heavily, his hips still rolling with the aftershocks of his orgasm, thumb still rolling over your clit. When you cum around his cock he grunts, your hips moving and milking him inside of you perfectly until both of you are spent and breathing heavily in tandem.

“Papa-”

“Sister-” The two of you start speaking at the same time. He laughs and takes another deep breath, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your forehead before stepping back and slipping out of you, tucking his cock away gently into his pants. “You are-”

“The perfect Prime Mover” you supply before he can even finish his sentence. He laughs but nods with agreement, sitting back in his office chair heavily without doing up his belt or zipper. You cross your legs at the ankles and bring them up to your chest, laying contentedly on his desk. When he arches a domineering eyebrow at you you explain, “You want progeny, don’t you?”

“Ah, si, si.” He flaps a hand towards you and laughs, rubbing his mouth with a gloved hand in sudden embarrassment as a flush tinges his cheeks under the white paint. “Our first… and how magnificent he will be.” Papa reaches out a hand and lays it on your belly before looking up at you and meeting your eyes. “Truly, you are a treasure, Sister.”

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cinamun · 3 months

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As the story progresses, I find myself falling more and more in love with Dira! Of course I love all the Drakes (because duh), but as Dira has grown up she has of course become more and more interesting to me. I can't wait to see where her story takes us as she is so similar to Indya, but was raised completely different from her. As always I'm sure there's bound to be some exciting twists and turns, but I just wanted to say that I am particularly sat for the ride when it comes to Indira!

OHMYGOSHymous! SAME! I wonder what its like to have the personality and ratchet-coded DNA of Indya, a fight-first spirit that asks questions later like her father, attractive and rich off mommy and daddy's money, but without the adverse childhood experiences...

Dira said these hoes get views when they tryna diss me Make one move, got 'em in a tizzy Killin' shit, that's why they tryna rip me

#oop!#stay tuned!#story stuff

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melodicaria · 5 months

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frothing at the mouth

Hi transformers community. There's some very delicious and important story ideas/fragments about Sam going on down here.

Okay but:

Sam Uber ride gone wrong!!!

Bayverse: Megatron and Prime coming to a truce, but Megatron still wants his pet: Sam.

Ironhide trying and failing to teach Sam weapons but he doesn't have the spark to tell him that the Autobots will protect him always and anyways, so sweet, so beautiful, so much love for Ironhide

Sam getting railed by, on average, 20 foot tall robots 🧍(My favorite)

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker double-teaming Sam 🧍

Sam's physical check-up with Ratchet because Ratchet doesn't trust human doctors around Sam anymore (he is simply grouchy and cannot admit his feelings fr!!)

Miles and Sam content!!!??? Hello, BROS BEFORE HOES. Not that Mikaela is a hoe, but like, Sam ditching Miles is cray cray.

A universe in which Sam actually gets that Porsche. Basically Jazz replaces Bumblebee's spot in Bayverse. I was actually working on this idea and I somehow added Prowl in, idk it just happened.

Shockwave and his illogical feelings for Sam. Imagine him internally freaking out and trying his best to deny feelings entirely.

Cliffjumper joining the team but Bee gets jealous cos Cliffjumper gets too friendly with Sam, lol dumb bastard 😭

Bee having to compete with Stinger from AOE over Sam's affection and Sam is just clueless like "huh"

The Autobots distancing Sam from humanity gradually, knowing the Allspark has actually changed him and his body is changing accordingly (they're going to kidnap him and take him to Cybertron and have one big nice happy family, ignore Sam screaming though he's fine)

Evil Autobots with Sam :)

I AM SPREADING MY AGENDA!!! AUTOBOTS AND SAM!! MORE SAM CONTENT!!! I AM SPREADING MY AGENDA AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!!

I, Aria, openly admit to brainwashing, sorcery, witchcraft, toxic manipulation, lying, and gaslighting in order to drag people kicking and screaming into Sam centric content.

It's not kidnapping if you all come willingly, help a girl out fr.

#transformers bayverse #sam witwicky #autobots #deceptions #BumblebeexSam #story ideas #Respond to these prompts in the comment section or else I'll riot #Feed me brainrot now #Everyonexsam #Or should I say everyBOT #haha

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mychlapci · 5 months

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Going of your last ask with the G1 Crew with there prime, it..hoe set makes sense whe you think about it.

100% the younger bots are cocky they were partly responsible for knocking the prime up, the older bots, are floored dbut nonetheless excited for the bitties and are 100% protective of there prime

You think the cons would also wanna try knocking Optimus up after he has the first litter? Like turns, Bots then cons and so on, this is how they restore Cybertron and end the war, and we get to see Some knocked up Mama Op action

ooooh cocky young bots carelessly overload into optimus prime, so excited to have his valve around their spike they can't help themselves... several of them get a smack over the helm from ratchet when he finds out optimus prime got knocked up.

optimus definitely bears a litter for the decepticons, under the careful watch of his autobots of course... after a few litters the line between decepticon and autobot starts to blur- after all, they all want the same thing, and it's to put a baby into the prime...

#valveplug #pregnancy mention #mhmmmm #g1 op harem saga

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cyberrose2001 · 1 month

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i can’t find your drawing(s) of ratchet , help a hoe out please and thank you 😪🤭

HELP i couldn't find them either for a while 💀 but here are the ones i've posted hehe

SFW https://www.tumblr.com/cyberrose2001/715009615016919040/first-time-drawing-anything-transformers-he?source=share

NSFW https://www.tumblr.com/cyberrose2001/734407045397233664/whoa-look-rose-did-art-owo?source=share

have funnn

#tfp #tfp ratchet #asks

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lucy-verse · 1 year

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Matsuda: I think I’m in love with Ryuzaki.

Light: Ratchet ass hoe, I don’t fuck around. If you fuck with my man, I’ll write your name down.

#lawlight #lawtsuda #I live for this love triangle #death note #incorrect death note quotes

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streetdestiny17 · 2 months

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This is gonna sound hella backhanded and it probably just is lol but idc… I’m lowkey tired asfff of tumblr only recommending me the same 15 skinny model gals to follow like I’m fr happy for them live ur best 110 pound life legend eat those oysters crawl around coked out on that public bathroom floor dance at that party take those photos of your friends with the flash on you and your life are so beautiful to me and I love you but it’s getting so repetitive and there seems to be an agenda at play... Aside from the subconscious messaging that comes with only one specific type of body/face being promoted I am also just tired of seeing the same lifestyle over and over again. That’s why I included the examples above like I get it bro. Where’s the normel girls. Thick ratchet hoes dm me I need you now more than ever.

But like whatever this is also just an app fr😭

#I’m happy for them bro I swear bro #but fr tho

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timetravelersdoctor · 4 months

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How Does Tfa Autobots And Tfp Autobots Feels About The Terrans As Their New Spieces And Fraction Of Transformers For The Next Generation And Twitch And Thrash Were 9-12 And Hashtag And Jawbreaker And Nightshade Were 9-10 As Their Newborn Protoform Sparklings And They're Training Themselves To Become Warriors And Protectors For Earth And Cybertron At Their Young Age

Hello Thank you for the Ask! (I read your other asks so I'm going to put them all in this one post I hope that's okay) I did a few of them in the other ask so I'm just going to do the Cybertronians I didn't do.

Tfp Bumblebee: He thinks it's so cool that there is a new generation of his species. he wants to learn about who they are as individuals he thinks it kinda interesting that they are related to humans in a way. the human kids remind him of the Tfp Human kids.

Tfp Bulkhead: He wants to show off to the kids and show them his awesome moves. Bulkhead doesn't understand hoe they could be related to the human kids even after the explanation. He treats the Tfe kids like he would the Tfp kids.

Tfp Arcee: Arcee thinks the Terrans existence is surprising considering that earth wasn't exactly a proper place for cybertronians to be made (meaning earth didn't really have the right material to form cybertronians). Arcee likes watch over the Terrans and their Human siblings she's interested in seeing them interact with each other.

Tfp Jack: He enjoys talking the the Tfe kids and hanging out with the Terrans it's nice to talk to someone with out craning your neck to the point it hurts for a while once you look away. Jack introduces them to the video games Miko and him play.

Tfp Miko: She absolutely loves the Terrans and their human siblings. Miko shows them rock music and how to play it. She would be the person that would try to sneak them around town to sight see. Miko even lets them see the Apex Armor.

Tfp Raf: Raf thinks its so cool that the Tfe kids are related to the Terrans he has so many questions to ask them. He is very curious about the anatomy of the Terrans and wants to compare it to his knowledge of Cybertronian anatomy.

Tfp Starscream: He doesn't like the Terrans in his optics they're not related to Cybertronians. Starscream doesn't care about the Tfe Human kids after all they're just organics nothing more.

Tfp Shockwave: Shockwave wants to learn more about the Terrans and what makes them tick. He wants to see if he can replicate what made them in the first place and if he can't then he wants to clone the Originals.

Tfa Ratchet: Ratchet's first thought is a check up on the Terrans he wants to make sure they are okay. this is when he learns that the anatomy for the Terrans is different then Cybertronians. he throws himself in to learning to make sure that they stay healthy while they meet. the Human Kids remind him of sari a little bit he treats them the same as he would any other kids.

Tfa Bumblebee: He's constantly trying to talk the the kids (Terrans and humans) he want to have a friendship with them so that way they can hang out with him and sari. he enjoys play fighting with them and showing off what he can do.

Tfa Bulkhead: Bulkhead is excited to show the Kids his art and teach them to paint. he's the type of person to talk as he paints and tells the kids funny stories about the situations his team finds themselves in. he makes sure not to accidently hurt the Terrans and their siblings.

#maccadam #macaddam #i got an ask!#tfp bumblebee #tfp bulkhead #tfp arcee #tfp jack #tfp miko #tfp raf #tfp starscream #tfp shockwave #tfa ratchet #tfa bumblebee #tfa bulkhead

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decepticon-simping-scum · 1 year

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Transformers as Nicki Minaj quotes

Megatron: “They call me Megatron, shorty’s a mega con.”

Starscream: “I got the crown little bitch, you just a run up.”

Thundercracker: “He got that super bass. Boom, ba-doom, boom-boom, ba-doom boom, bass.”

Skywarp: “Do that pussy purr, I said yup, meow. Hold up, fuckboys ain’t no need for you to roll up.”

Knockout: “Sexy, sexy, that’s all I do. If you need a bad bitch, let me call a few.

Breakdown: “Higher than the moon, but I’m in tune, so don’t run up. ‘Cause if you run up I guarantee you ain’t gon’ leave lookin’ done up.”

Soundwave: “If, if you looking for the main attraction, just hold on tight and let me do my dance.”

Shockwave: “Stupid hoes is my enemy. Stupid hoes is so wack.”

Predaking: “I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon. Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon.”

Swindle: “Got stacks on deck like he savin’ up.”

Barricade: Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO.”

Optimus Prime: “I’m in my prime, Optimus. Sagittarius so you know I’m an optimist.”

Ratchet: “No lipstick, no lashes though. But I got a real big ol’ ratchet though.”

Bumblebee: “You got spark, you, you got spunk. You, you got something all the girls want.”

Smokescreen: “Let me get the most expensive car and let me steer that boy.”

Hot Rod: “I’m like really famous, I gotta famous anus. No, not Famous Amos, all this fame is heinous.”

Red Alert: “Pound the alarm!”

Blurr: “No, they can’t keep up. They molasses slow.”

#starscream #soundwave #knockout #megatron #breakdown #transformers #maccadam #optimus prime #skywarp #thundercracker

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cinamun · 2 months

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Hey Cina,

So a coupla things: I would like to say a little RRR/BB prayer to the sensitive, nerd-ish-quirky brotha Jayce who may need to revisit his progressiveness ? N-E who.. he worries about his wife's Vitamin D levels so we will try to overlook it because the wind is blowing...maybe he has a younger sister (And HOW much younger is she?), maybe his beloved father is a "Mista" (Hello Celie.) or /and a hoe. Possibly a surprise baby OTW, And maybe we will find out why ol' boy is missing from Dira's arc picture -_- Taking note of baby Jackson under a Coltrane picture, I find it interesting. It reminds me of those dads that want their kids usually a son to go to their alma mater. So they start subliminally pushing them on a course to continue a legacy at that school. Even though it's just a picture (maybe.) it possibly sets Jackson on a course to learn an instrument (piano.) whether he wants to or not. As for Mercy, her arc is coming to some popcorn moment tipping points with her son on one side and "her complication" on the other. It will be a cute but slightly history tangled and possibly dangerous relationship to see Mercy + Sean (SeaMerc? LOL) that I a would love to see develop but I hope his character (Sean.) doesn't take the Captain Save 'Em route. Just stay the course of being an attractive good listener and a comforter, and uh watch your back and your front (and your new nose?). On a different note, just throwing a What If pebble -- since Dira has options, I don't know if Carlos is shipped.. he probably has the age difference of Mercy and Jackson but wonder what the dynamic would be, since he has $$$ and all... *grabs the tongs and begins to pluck up the vegetarian options at the buffet onto a RRR merch plate.* :)

Friend you know I KEEP the roasted veggies on deck JUST for you, boo.

We likely won't be seeing Carlos again but one thing this author/ratchet series producer loves to do is introduce new characters. So.... who is Charlie's competition? Does he have any? Is Dira just bluffing about the whole friend thing because men/boys have been super problematic for her in her very short simulated life?

We'll be rerouting back to Tomarang to find out in a minute so hold that thought.

About those subliminals.... not only do we have a very large image of Coltrane over a little boy named Jackson's crib, those Coltrane paintings are all over the house. Jayce plays piano holding each of the twins. He's sentimental and certainly very much influenced by his father's influence which I am sure will influence what he exposes his children to, consciously or unconsciously.

I will now be calling them SeaMerc (pronounced ShaMerck) because I spit out my sparkling water reading that lmfao.

LASTLY!!! Now that The Student™ is out of the bag I wonder what is next? Mercy isn't answering her phone (I really hope she got treatment) and talking with his wife only made the good brotha Jayce more reason to be concerned.

Perhaps he needs to just call the question.... directly to Ms. Marbury.

#story stuff #a lot to consider!#stay tuned tho

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souryogurt64 · 7 months

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first anon here and you explained that very succinctly thank you i’ve always felt like these cycles of discord aligned with other “greater” failings i.e related to the work itself but didn’t know quite how deep it went. like i think that’s why the brendon stuff specifically stands out to me because it feels so disingenuous lol i’m like just say you dislike his work and call him cringe and go. it’s all so self serving.

Yeah not to self promo but i think i did an okay job of encapsulating that in part 2 of my SWMRS essay so if youre more interested in understanding where im coming from would suggest it— i broke down that for a year prior to lydia going public they had been doing stuff like selling merch that didnt exist and not answering customer support requests for months, had left their label, were “hiring” fans and not paying them, canceled their biggest show of the year, sounded like shit onstage, etc.

Ngl im also very over the fake social justice stuff, like yes i think if you make a rape joke onstage and post a photo of an overweight fan online to mock her and throw around words like “ratchet hoes” over a period of years, its eventually going to come back to bite you. but using nebulous nonexistent words that dont mean anything like “SAer” to talk about it is not constructive

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bubblepopsims · 6 months

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" Oh baby... you need a pacifier for that big mouth of yours? here let mama shut you up.. ahahahah"

BAD GIRLS CLUB: DEL SOL CASTING CALL!!

Name: Carlee Daniels aka Ceys (pronounced like keys) "Because I got every key to shut your BS up, real quick." Lives: Windenburg The Fighter & The Real Girl Self-assured, High-maintance, evil, Active, Hot-Headed(brawler)Age: 28 years old Taurus, Scorpio, and Gemini. "Nothing goes unnoticed under my eyes." Sexuality: Bisexual Relationship status: Main bitch to the famous boxer in Windenburg "While I am also sleeping with your daddy and mommy" Seduction: 5 Physical Strength: 5 Mental Strength:3 Manipulation: 3 Anger management: 2 Carlee is the definition of "I don't give a fuck. Pull up outside if you're all big and bad." She has been like that since before she was born, growing up in a house full of older brothers, she learned quickly to not carry her feelings on her sleeve. There was no point of crying and whining about something when you could get it yourself. Her father and Mother are both hardworking High-income civilians. Houses in the hills, Vacation homes in all the exotic countries, theaters in the basement attached to the indoor pool. Yeah, Carlee lived and lived lavishly at that. but don't mistake her for a prissy stuck-up diva who relies on Daddy for his money. No Carlee was birthed into a family of you need to make your own money in order to earn a place at the table. Would you consider that insensitive? maybe but to Carlee this was the foundation of who she was today. A self-employed Owner of multiple thriving businesses at the age of 28. Hooking in one of the most famous Boxers in WIndenburg. He is ready to put a ring on her but Carlee ain't about the family right now, she is still in her Hustling era, with no time for relationships on her brain "You are my stress reliever, baby that's it, I don't have time for your needy shit, your insecure shit, your whinny shit, if I have more balls than you, get the fuck out of my face because I will WALK. ALL. OVER. YOU." Carlee Is the type to take on a challenge, easily overcome it, and move on to the next celebrating with a glass of champagne while laughing in the faces of the people that told her she couldn't. She will speak her mind freely hoping that someone will step up to her. Yet that day has yet to come. "I wish a bitch would. HA. My hands were registered, think on that" This brings us to her favorite pastime, Laughing in someone's face after they decided to throw a tantrum. "silly bitches, especially when they start yelling around and throwing their arms around ahhhh. what a fucking joke, I am the type that won't argue with you all day, because the second you make one wrong move... I am not afraid to get my hands dirty. don't let this pretty face fool you, baby, I am not for hair pulling and slaps on the ass, no ma'am I will hit you straight in your fake ass nose with your fake ass clothes." Production asked who Carlee was: Carlee is I"'m a classy, booshie, ratchet, sassy, moody, and nasty bitch. I own my own businesses, make my own money, and still spend yours. I know I am a bad bitch for 4 reasons, this face, this ass which is all real baby so are my double D girlies, my confidence, and the fact that nobody can tell me shit. None of these girls is above me, none of them will ever be above me. best believe that. These hoes can't tell me who I am, because I know who I am and I am a bad bitch, I don't need followers, boyfriends, girlfriends, and rich daddies to tell me that." Carlee smirks "But it is nice though. I don't even need to pay my bills because I got all my ducks in a row, knowing this pussy is pricey make it worth my time." I keep my rocks spotless And my hoes topless Take time try to figure out who da Lox is Fear no one Kick rhymes like Shoguns You scared to blow one Get robbed wit' your own gun If I don't respect you I'mma check you And if I don't kiss you I'mma peck you Right before I wet you I sneeze on tracks an' bless you I'm special 🎵🎶

(I hope I covered everything. @plumbewb)

#ts4 simblr #ts4 #Bad Girls club: submission #Oc: Carlee Daniels #show us your sims #BGC ts4

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