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[rottencaniness]

nine people you want to know better tag game

tagged by @spnyuri thank you lovely <3

Last Song: She Thinks of Me by Landon Tewers — I’m a slut what can I say

Favorite Color: pink & black & red

Last Movie/TV Show: You — I just started today, I’m on ep3 and I’m already mentally unwell over this show

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: savory — I’m a lil bitch when it comes to spicy & stuff that’s too sweet makes my teeth hurt

Relationship Status: I have a platonic boyfriend <3

Last Thing I Googled: ‘how long is a flight to London’ — I google like it won’t be years til I’m able to travel anywhere :/

Current Obsession: spn ofc, heartbreak high & reading rlly angst fanfic if that counts — my ao3 history is just angst upon angst and some violence

Last Book: her body and other parties by Carmen Maria Machado

Looking Forward To: hopefully getting time to write soon and maybeeee finishing some wips so I can actually post something

tagging: @t4tvampirisms , @hellhoundlair , @samwinchesterpregnant , @archangelsammy , @corpsecas , @wastemanjohn , @mochatheangelkiller @twochildreninamoteldemo , @lord-angelfish — ofc no pressure at all!

[wpgjets]

newer mutuals i cannot for you to see my hockey posting

[scriv3lloirl]

Hi revealing myself to say your drawing is in progress :3 I gotta stop drawing to cozy down for bed buuttt :)!

its in progress! :3 (-🩸anon, technically!)

Haha I figured it was you. Nice t' see ya man.

N HOLY FUCK. WOWOWOW.. I LOOK FUCKIN GREAT IN YER STYLE HOT DAMN. HAH. ITS LOOKIN GREAT SO FAR..

[simstichy]

🩸CLUMSY CHEF MINI SET🩸

This set includes:

🔪Chef's Mirror

Base Game compatible

New Standing Mirror

English + Spanish title and description

9 swatches

320 poly count

🔪Chef's Wall Mirror

Base Game compatible

New Wall Mirror

English + Spanish title and description

9 swatches

318 poly count

🔪Clumsy Chef Rug

Base Game compatible

New Standing Mirror

English + Spanish title and description

14 swatches

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I needed to learn how to make mirrors and Pinterest kept showing me this mirror. This is for the edgy sims 💜

Also I think It could look very cute on a tattoo shop

Made with S4S + Blender

🔽Download & Screenshots under the cut 🔽

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[puppycheesecake]

SIM DOWNLOAD: Enoby 🖤🩸

"Im good at too many things! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT'S A F***ING CURSE!"

It's everyone's favorite Mary Sue goffik Hot Topic-loving vampire witch, Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way, ready to put up her middle finger at preps.

YA, Vampire

8 Outfits

Requires Vampires (if you want her to stay a vampire); Uses items from Grunge Revival (nails)

CC is included and organized into folders for convenience.

!! NOT INCLUDED !!: Kijiko EA Eyelash Remover

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[fyodere]

spy x family ! au yuri briar smut ( pt. 1 ) ♡

complex feelings about you

﹙ 🦇 ﹚── parings : yuri briar x fem!reader ♡

₍^. .^₎⟆ ── content warnings / tags : nsfw content (mdni), yandere themes (we’re talking about yuri), obsession, mutual obsession (kinda), masturbation, virginity kink, purity kink in general, yuri touching himself wearing his uniform 😩, kind of sexting ???, stalking

﹙ 🔪 ﹚── synopsis : Yuri was immersed in his obsession with you, becoming more and more determined to uncover every detail about your life. He searched through every file folder, every record, wishing to fully understand who you were. His fixation exceeded healthy boundaries, replacing even the photos of his sister with images of you in his personal spaces.

﹙ 🩸 ﹚── author's note : IM SO SORRY FOR THIS. i’m being for real. sorry for not posting the requests or my other drafts. yuri was simply calling for me. THIS IS GOING TO BE A SERIES because i need more yuri content. anyway, HAPPY EASTER <3

When you first laid eyes on Yuri, something clicked in your head.

Perhaps it was his innocent brown-reddish eyes; his youthful and gentle demeanor, reminiscent of a puppy; or maybe his slightly long black hair that practically caressed his shoulders; perhaps his unexpectedly masculine and strong stature.

Truth be told, when you saw Yuri Briar for the first time, you flipped, completely.

You were just a secretary working in the public sector for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Your job was relatively simple but tiring. Tasks like scheduling appointments, organizing documents, answering phones, drafting correspondence, and providing administrative support to members of the Ministry were part of your routine. You played an important role in maintaining efficiency and coordinating activities within the institution. Not that you were extremely valued — of course not. But still, the salary was good enough to sustain your humble and comfortable life in Ostania.

You saw Briar for the first time on your first day of work, early in the morning. He was standing, holding a cup of coffee while talking to his superior with a smile.

Your heart skipped a beat.

When you looked at Yuri, it was love at first sight. Your eyes widened, your face grew warm, and you blushed. How could such a handsome man be working in the same place as you? Staring at him for another brief moment, you presumed he was probably young and around your age. Your heart skipped another beat, did you two have something in common? The thought made you want to slap yourself; how could you fantasize about a man you hadn't even met?

You approached your superior, introducing yourself. The red-eyed man was by his side, and you resisted — emphasis on resisted — the urge to stare at him.

Your superior gave you instructions for the day and left, suddenly leaving you alone with the boy who took your breath away.

"I see it's your first day as a secretary, hm?" He said, now looking at you. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Yuri Briar. I'm the Minister of Foreign Affairs."

So young and with such a high position? You thought.

"... I hope we can get along." He added, with a smile. And you felt your knees weaken.

"Of course, Mr. Briar! I'll do my best to be useful to you." Pathetically formal. But what could you do? Just his presence fried your neurons; it was better to err on the side of formality than to be disrespectful. Yuri gave you a smile, and your heart squeezed.

"It's okay, you don't need to be so formal." He chuckled softly, with his eyes closed. "I need to go to a meeting now, if it's not too much trouble, I need help with the paperwork..." And then he gave you instructions on what you should do in his absence.

Your face stayed red for the rest of the day, and your heart felt tight. The man with black hair wouldn't leave your mind. You organized things as you were asked, unconsciously dreaming of receiving praise from Briar.

Lost in reverie, it was already night, and Yuri hadn't arrived yet. You were cleaning his desk, lost in your thoughts, when unexpectedly, a voice cut through your train of thought.

"Hey!" It was Yuri. "You're still here, sorry for keeping you here so late." he rubbed his own neck with his hands timidly, with a smile. Unbeknownst to you, the room was empty. It was just you and Briar.

"N-No, Mr. Briar." You said, stuttering. "I lost track of time out of distraction. You're not to blame for anything. I did what was asked of me, now I'll be going home." You tried to leave quickly, feeling your face burn.

"Don't you want company? It's dangerous for a woman to go out alone at this hour." He said, with a calm demeanor. "I would hate to see my sister walking alone at this hour."

"Do you have a sister?"

"I do, an older sister." He said with a smile. "But, uh, the offer still stands. I can accompany you so you don't walk alone."

"No, Mr. Briar!" You replied. "You don't need to be so kind, I live nearby. It won't be a long walk, such concern isn't necessary."

"If you insist..." He replied, with a smile. The same smile that almost made you lose your balance and the strength to stand.

You left, walking in opposite directions. You couldn't help but blush remembering the dialogue exchanged with the young man; the heat in your body protected you from the cold of the street. And, without realizing it, you had already arrived home.

You lay on the bed sighing, with your hand resting on your chest. Remembering every word, every smile exchanged with the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

The next few days passed quickly. Unbeknownst to you, it had been months since you started working at the public ministry. Honestly, you didn't exchange many words with Briar. The red-eyed boy was busy with various meetings — which was understandable, given his enviable position — you understood, but secretly missed the dark-haired man and the small smiles and short dialogues exchanged.

Until the fateful day arrived.

"Can I talk to you?" Yuri spoke near your ear, you were cleaning the countertop, lost in your thoughts, you hadn't even noticed the approach of the dark-haired man.

"Of course, Mr. Briar." You turned to him.

"I've observed your behavior over the past few months," He said with his characteristic smile. "And you're exemplary! I talked to the higher-ups to give you a promotion!"

"But— huh? I can't believe I can be promoted, Mr. Briar." You said insecurely, and he replied with a laugh.

"Don't worry. It's a position, um... let's say, a bit secretive." He said, putting his index finger on his lips. "Soon, some superior will talk to you about the details!" And then he left, leaving you confused and anxious. What kind of position would this be?

A few hours passed, and you were called for a meeting. You entered the room, visibly nervous.

And what happened? Oh, what happened...

You were explained about the State security service, the secret police. Now you would work with the feared by civilians, secret police, was that what Yuri wanted?

So Briar's job as minister was a force?

All the details were explained to you, your role hadn't changed, you would only be given files of deep secrecy, which sent a shiver down your spine. Would you be able to carry such responsibility?

Your workplace had now changed. You found yourself going every morning to the discreet lair of the State security service. Once again, you were close to Briar, taking care of his confidential papers.

Now you knew Yuri's true profession. Honestly, you were amazed at the violence exerted by the security service. However, such a discovery made your heart race. Discovering another side of Briar made your breathing heavy; you were delirious with excitement. Now, that was a secret you both shared.

And, of course, he looked ridiculously handsome in his secret police uniform.

Now, you shared more moments together. Considering that all meetings that Yuri attended were a sham, and that, in fact, he was in that place the whole time.

Honestly, you didn't exchange many words. The atmosphere in that place was more tense, more serious. And now, you knew Yuri had interrogations. Interrogations in which Briar was not merciful, interrogations in which the black-haired man had no shame when it came to using violence.

You knew how brutish Yuri was — after all, you cleaned the blood from the room after interrogations —, it made your heart race in anxiety and fear, but also in desire.

At that moment, you were cleaning the interrogation room that had just been used by Briar. The smell of sweat and blood hangs in the air.

But the perfume of the red-eyed man too.

You were alone in the room, the highly trained police officers were going about their business, and Yuri was probably in some meeting with Desmond and his superiors about some plan to prevail for the glory of Ostania.

The room was already clean, and you admired your good work together. For a moment, you picked up a small towel that was resting under the table, brought it to your nose, and, closing your eyes, you inhaled the odor given off by the cloth.

It was Yuri's. You knew from the specific smell, he had probably used it to dry his sweat during the interrogation.

You inhaled it again, closing your eyes tightly, imagining Yuri next to you. And, without realizing it, your panties dampened just by imagining Briar behind you, rubbing against your body, sighing in your ear.

Finally, you began to rub your intimacy on the corner of the table, on the most pointed part of the table, rubbing your wet and needy cunt against the furniture, feeling a wave of pleasure run through your entire body.

“Mr. Briar—Ah!” You moaned, but then quickly covered your mouth, and in a moment of realization, you realized what you were doing. "My God." You say, moving away from the furniture, with your hands, slightly trembling over your mouth.

You were taught that women of value don't touch themselves or succumb to the pleasures of the flesh, but Yuri, with that black hair and reddish eyes, made you lose your temper.

When Yuri Briar first saw you, a switch flipped in his head.

Maybe it was your clumsy steps, betraying nervousness; your eyes shyly cast down; the way you twirled your hair, reflecting shyness; perhaps your innocent and defenseless demeanor, like someone in need of protection.

Truth be told, when Yuri Briar first saw you, he flipped, completely.

Briar held the position of a diplomat as a facade; in reality, the dark-haired man worked for Ostania's secret police as a counterintelligence agent. He had initially started his job in the ministry as an ordinary worker but was soon chosen to work in the secret police, safeguarding Ostania's future.

Briar saw you for the first time on his first day of work, early in the morning. He stood there, holding a cup of coffee while speaking to his superior with a smile.

His heart skipped a beat.

Yuri, with his spy skills, felt your gaze and discreetly looked back at you. It was love at first sight. Yuri noticed your sweetly timid face as you entered the room; Briar felt his face grow warm and flush. How could such a beautiful, pure, helpless, and worthy-of-protection woman be less than 6 meters away from him?

How did he know this? Briar could read your body language, your gaze, and your delicate voice.

Staring at you for another brief moment, he presumed that you were probably young and around his age. Yuri's heart skipped another beat; he had never felt such a strong urge to protect someone besides his sister.

Then, he felt you approaching your superior, introducing yourself. The man with reddened eyes stood by your side trying to conceal his slightly flushed face. Damn, wasn't spy training enough to learn how to hide his emotions?

Your superior gave you instructions on what would be done that day and left; suddenly, you two were alone.

"I see it's your first day as a secretary, hm?" He says, now looking at you. "Pleasure, my name is Yuri Briar. I'm the Minister of Foreign Relations."

Oh, so pure, so precious. He thought.

"... I hope we can get along." He adds, with a smile, trying not to reveal all his thoughts of protecting you.

"Of course, Mr. Briar! I'll do my best to be useful to you." Pathetically formal. But what could you do? Yuri gives you a smile, inevitably amazed by your tenderness. How could you be so lovely?

"It's okay, you don't have to be so formal." He chuckles softly, eyes closed, trying to reassure you. "I need to go to a meeting now, if it's not too much trouble, I need help with the paperwork..." And then he gave you instructions on what you should do in his absence.

Yuri was now at the secret police headquarters; suddenly, he found himself thinking of you. Without a second thought, he rummages through his stack of files, wanting to find out everything — anything — about you.

Yuri was immersed in his obsession with you, becoming more and more determined to uncover every detail about your life. He searched through every file folder, every record, wishing to fully understand who you were. His fixation exceeded healthy boundaries, replacing even the photos of his sister with images of you in his personal spaces.

As he delved deeper into this insatiable quest for information about you, the line between reality and fantasy became increasingly blurred. His mind was filled with thoughts of consuming you completely, possessing every aspect of your existence.

The next days passed quickly. Unnoticed, it had been months since you worked at the public ministry. Honestly, you didn't exchange many words with Briar. The red-eyed boy was busy with several meetings — which was understandable, given his enviable position — you understood, but secretly missed the dark-haired man and the small smiles and short conversations exchanged.

Until the fateful day arrived.

Yuri had a plan, a plan he was proud of. It was only a matter of time until you were in his hands.

You were cleaning the counter completely concentrated, in a quick and discreet move, he put an earpiece in your ear "Can I talk to you?" Yuri spoke near your ear, you hadn't even noticed the approach of the dark-haired man.

"Of course, Mr. Briar." You turned to him.

"I've observed your behavior over the past few months," He says with his characteristic smile. "And you are exemplary! I've spoken to the superiors to give you a promotion!"

"But— huh? I can't believe I could be promoted, Mr. Briar." You said insecurely, and he responded with a laugh.

"Don't worry. It's a position, um... let's say, a bit secretive." He says, putting his index finger on his lips. "Soon, some superior will talk to you about the details!" And then he left, leaving you confused and distressed. What kind of position could this be?

It was the perfect plan.

Yuri did what was necessary to put you in the State Security service. He just needed to recommend you and be patient.

Time passed, and there you were, working as a secretary for the secret police. Yuri couldn't help but smirk maliciously when he heard the news. He had already heard the entire conversation the superiors had with you through the bug, but nonetheless, Briar relished hearing the news officially.

Your workplace had now changed. You found yourself going to the discreet lair of the State Security service every morning. Once again, you were close to Briar, taking care of his confidential papers.

Honestly, you didn't exchange many words. The atmosphere in that place was more tense, more serious. And now, you knew that Yuri had interrogations. Interrogations that Briar was not merciful in, interrogations that the dark-haired man had no qualms about using violence.

Yuri had just finished another one of his violent interrogations, using all tactics, from physical to psychological torture to get the necessary information. Then, after the interrogation was over, he left.

Arriving home and still in his uniform, Yuri heard gasps — gasps coming from you. Soon he felt his face burn and his heart race. Did you… no. He knew you didn’t have a boyfriend and that you weren’t talking to any other men.

“Mr. Briar—ah!”

That was the last straw.

With his hands on his face after hearing what you had said through the wire, Yuri felt his knees weaken. Damn, you had an effect on him.

Briar felt his manhood throb, it was painful as it practically ripped his black boxers. But what the hell. Why he couldn't control his primal instincts when it comes to you?

So, even dressed in the uniform that should represent love for the country, he caressed his throbbing intimacy, which pulsed with each breath he took.

Then, Yuri noticed the end of your graceful sounds. He felt so dirty, so disgusting and disgusting to hear you in such an intimate moment. But even so, your voice, your delicate voice, so vulnerable and precious calling him by his last name in the middle of such adorable sounds made him feel like the most despicable man on Earth.

When you got home, you felt your intimacy tingling. The way her panties were wet bothered her. God, since when did you become like this? You washed your face, trying, in some way, to purify your mind. What the hell were you thinking?

Your face was still hot, and your heart was beating so fast it felt like it would escape through your mouth. Your face felt hot—as did your body—but what the fuck? You were satisfying your carnal desires while thinking about the red-eyed diplomat, and worse, you did it on his desk.

You ran to bed and smothered your face in pillows, trying, somehow, to escape the tricks your mischievous mind played on you.

And then, your mind wandered, and you emerged into your thoughts.

You were sitting on the table, with your legs open and Yuri between them. You were kissing, tongues swirling and eyes rolling. Gasps, bites, lust, desire.

You break the kiss, saying, “Mr. Briar, if someone catches us—“

“Shh…” He whispers. “Do you know why I'm in the state security service, hm? I can do the dirty work and get rid of the evidence.” He says, then kissing you again. Yuri's hands traveled over his body. One hand supporting her delicate torso, and the other venturing through all the lines and curves there were.

Without realizing it, you start touching your thighs.

Yuri was strong, agile and determined. This made you even more in love with him, Briar had so many qualities that you could snort remembering. But not. Not at that moment, you can only focus on his hot tongue exploring the roof of your mouth, the hot air that came out of him touching your skin in the middle of kiss breaks and summaries. God, Yuri was so good, so good. The man with reddish eyes breaks the kiss again, this time saying something.

“You look so beautiful like this.” He says, taking his hand off your hip and placing it on his face. “With a flushed face, heavy breathing. Just succumbing to my touch.” He lets out a nasal laugh.

“Mr. Briar, I—“

“I’m not done talking yet.” He cuts him off, his hand, which was caressing his face, goes down to his inner thighs. “No man touched you, yeah?”

“Uhm.” You nod, visibly nervous.

“So perfect for me. So pure, so defenseless…” He licks his lips, and the once affection turns into strong squeezes on the inside of your thighs, leaving marks.

You decide to imitate him, squeezing your own thighs as you imagine Yuri's firm touch.

Then, his hand moves up, like a light glide, caressing your private area, which, honestly, pulsed and squeezed the air begging for touches.

“No man…” Briar said with a light laugh. “No man…” He reaches your most sensitive spot, rubbing it deliciously, making you moan.

“A-Ah—ha!”

It didn't take long for his hand to reach your needy part, you simulated Yuri's touch once again, closing your eyes to concentrate on the moment.

“So beautiful…” The red-eyed boy says, slowly inserting a finger into your hot, soaked entrance. Fuck! You were asking for this, you were begging for Yuri's fingers entering you.

Yuri's eyes, once radiating innocence and tenderness, now glowed deeply with pure lust.

It was late at night, Briar found herself in a delicate situation. He tried to fall asleep at any cost, but his mind was just a loop of his voice calling him.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Yuri hears gooey noises coming from his ear. Hmm? What could it be now? He thought focusing on the sounds coming from the other end of the line.

“Ah—ah! There is!" He heard your sweet voice again, as the sticky noises grew louder. Yuri wanted to cover his face with so much shame, the event he had tried so hard to get out of his mind was now repeating itself in full force, longer and more intense.

How could you sound so lovely, precious and worthy of protection at a time like that?

Yuri felt his cock throb painfully for the second time that day, Briar snorted, he needed you. Then, he took his cock out of the boxers that covered it, pre-cum leaking from his tip. But what the hell? Was he really so needy because of some sounds?

I mean, Yuri had definitely touched himself thinking about you before—more times than he'd like to admit—but now he felt like an intruder. A dirty, perverted intruder. His mind was so full of dirty thoughts about you, so since you were relieving yourself, why wouldn't he do the same?

Briar moans softly as she squeezes his cock. Damn, you must be so perfect to be fucked. Yuri watches the veins on his member pop out and his glans redden, in pure excitement.

“Ha… fuck…” He moans and then says his name in a sly tone, calling for you.

“Mhmmm… Ah…” He hears you on the other side “Ah—ah! Yuri..!"

That was enough. For the first time, he had heard you say his first name. And still with that precious voice full of malice. That was enough, enough for Yuri to start masturbating like crazy, imagining pumping you with his cock.

[quinngefail]

Here is a Google Drive folder with all of my Saw fanart in it (most of which is Chainshipping lmao), just so it's all in one place + you can see them without Tumblr compression :) will be regularly updating it as more art is made!

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Vampire: The Masquerade| Sims4 | Sim download

🧛‍♀️🩸🍷 Всем любителям упырей и прочей оккультной нечисти посвящается! 

Вдохновение пришло из лора Vampire: The Masquerade 

Делала для своей вампирской истории, но решила что хочу поделиться)

Октавия и Август Вентру/Octavia Ventrue|August Ventrue - мое видение представителей влиятельного и уважаемого клана - номинальных лидеров Камарильи. Следят за соблюдением маскарада и карают провинившихся.

Гвиневра Тореадор/Gvinevra Toreador - представитель ярких и не мен��е влиятельных Тореадоров. Творческая и любопытная. Отлично справляется с жизнью в обществе людей, как и все Тореадоры. Ранее был�� в отношениях с Августом, но сейчас их связывает только работа.

Темные стороны отличаются только наличием красных глаз.

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[rottencaniness]

yeah Dean Winchester is a lesbian. Yeah she also flirts with guys to get information. She calls it “having survival skills”. And yeah she tells Sam he’d never have her charm. He’s bisexual.

[wpgjets]

what am i doing to him.

[xxxevilfilms]

🔪💔🩸⛓Yandere Prompts🔪💔🩸⛓

The Tekken men react to their S/O trying to run away from them :P

C/W: Noncon/Dubcon, Domestic Abuse, Knotting (Devil Jin has a knot), Spanking, Crying, Dacryphilia, Dead Dove, etc.

Jin Kazama

In a reality where Jin lets his Devil influence him, he is very selfish and cannot understand why you are doing this to him. For the briefest moment, Jin wonders if your leaving is his fault, but his inner beast works quickly to convince him that their mate is simply having an emotional episode. Jin has no time for these childish games of yours however and reprimands you once Tekken Force soldiers bring you back to him. In your shared bedroom, you are subjected to punishments brought on by an eternally evil man who will stop at nothing to claim you as his own.

Your hole flutters and clenches around the bulbous knob of flesh that fills you, hurts you, and tries to expand within you, and yet it's too big for you to take. You cry out for some kind of mercy from Jin then, trying to placate him with sweet words and humble apologies, but it only incites more ire from him. Instead, he pushes you to the bed, hand tugging at silken locks as he forces you to take the rest of his thick cock in your ruined hole. "Let it be known that this will be the last time I will let this happen." He punctuates his threat with a deep roll of his hips that has you clawing at the sheets. "This worthless little hole will bleed red by the time I am done with you."

Hwoarang

A ticking time bomb conceded enough to believe that he's too good of a boyfriend for you to do this to him, Hwoarang isn’t too pleased to find your things gone when he returns to his apartment. Unfortunately for you, Hwoarang knows these streets like the back of his hand and catches up with you with no problem. Before you know it, you're back in the apartment, forced to strip naked and grovel for a man who will promise you basic human decency again once you manage to earn his trust back.

You snivel and shake when you peel your underwear off, shuddering under the unmoving eye of your "lover" as he shamelessly ogles your body, as if proud of what he's made of you. "I swear, I dunno why you bother," He cups you, fondles you like a whore, manipulating a trimmed cunt he took great joy in molesting. "If you're gonna act like a dumb bitch, I'll treat you like one." His grip tightens, pulling at unshaven hairs that make you yip. "A sweet little puppy bitch who ain't gonna leave her kennel till I find her a new muzzle."

Sergei Dragunov

Quiet, calm, and contemplative; deadly like a snake in the grass. He already keeps tabs on you, has taken many hours out of his week to remember all of your points of contact and potential destination spots, so for you to do this to him is of no concern to him. Your routine has been carefully memorized, documented, and laminated in crisp manilla folders; such a sudden change in such a dull schedule is bound to attract his attention. You don't even make it out the door when he catches you. Instead, you are greeted by a scarred face and clenched fists wielded by the white-skinned brute who silently menaced you with them.

Dragunov leans over you, treating your grievances like whistling winds as you blubber like a child in his lap. He grazes the red and ruddy hand-shaped bruises on your skin with creeping fingers that quickly grope your swollen flesh, kneading and squeezing, drawing pained noises from you that make the bulge pressing into your stomach twitch in anticipation.

A/N: Please be advised that I do not do reader-insert/OC content. The "you" in this context is whatever Tekken character you imagine seeing in this scenario. While I am more than happy to do more fucked up prompts like this between certain couples, do not ask me to do prompts/ideas involving reader-inserts/OCs, I will just ignore/delete them. Thank you!

[ashlegacies]

New Moon: Volterra Gshade Preset

hey, babes! 🌸

This is a Gshade Preset that I've created:

New Moon: Volterra

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* You must first have Gshade already installed! *

How to put into your game:

🌸 Right click your "Sims 4" game icon » Open File Location » gshade-presets » Custom » drag and drop file into folder!

🌸Video by LemonClouds on Youtube for help

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If you use my preset, I'd LOVE to see it!

Make sure to tag me on Instagram @ashlegacies so I can follow you and give you a shoutout!!

Thank you guys so much! 💕

T.O.U.

• DO NOT re-upload!

• DO NOT claim as your own!

• Feel free to edit for personal use, but please DO NOT upload!

🩸 Download 🩸

[bilightningwhumper]

Happy Storyteller Saturday! Doing similar over here to what I'm doing over on my book writing blog (@bilightningwriter-writing). Basically, feel free to send me asks about my stories/characters! [My Whump Writing Masterlist here] Either asking me something unique or something from these ask games here, up to you! Answering asks is fun and helps me get motivated, plus helps with recalling details and worldbuilding. Anything to ramble about my characters, lol. And I'll be sure to send asks back to anyone who wants one! I don't think I've forgotten yet, though apologies if I have.

Also, there is no deadline to this. Feel free to send things anytime, not just Saturday(s). Just please look at this before sending me asks on the ask games: [Point of Clarification for anyone confused by my "#just tell me it's from this" tag]

Yet another OC Ask Game!

Character asks!

Get to Know Your Character

✍️ more fic writer asks!

WIP Weather Ask Game

ask game for teasing wips/upcoming projects

Soft OTP or Self Ship Prompts (Not for self-shipping in my case, but I'd love to write some scenes of my OC couples with these)

Describe your OC or a character ask game

WIP Folder Ask Game (my WIP as they were in January 2025)

Whump Ask Game

Writer Goal Ask List for a New Year 🎉 (2025 edition)

end of the year - writeblr ask game ✨ (2024 edition)

🩸Ask Game – Whump Writers Edition🩸

Send this to someone who has OCs Most likely…

The Writeblr Coffee Shop

The Writeblr Library

The Writeblr Bakery

Character ask game - whump edition!

One-word NSFWhump prompts

Torturing your ocs ask game :)

Details about OCs!

[diagoose]

tagged by the magnificent @mockiery <3 thank youuuu

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title/emoji that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

uh. my WIP folder for writing is much like how I organize layers in my art program, which is to say, it's in horrific disarray. so we're not gonna name every file in the folder, we would be here forever and ever, half of the files are just "untitled document."

I mostly write for original characters or comic scripts, stuff that never sees another face but mine, i'd like to change that, so here we go.

🏵 Marigold Prologue/ch1 draft kinda maybe fs this time.

🐛Wyrm

🔦Junk Room

🩸 well maybe drusus you'd feel less guilty if you just fucking didn't

🐉 now she's got anxiety dude

🥀 Flower

I have. NO idea who to tag. beautiful people who i tag feel free to ignore me <3 and beautiful mutuals who i did not tag, this is your open tag invitation to hop on, ily.

@foggy-idea @deityofhearts @trucbiduleschouettes @sunfloralchaos @snowdroppy @juicetrick