#BBB 18

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ive finally become aware of reality again after spending two hours focused on a spreadsheet.

anyway enjoy my blorbo-bingo sheet!!!

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•+*Dogtooth*+•

Vi x reader smut

Synopsis: you see her for the first time in weeks, she's a pitfighter now,,, and she looks,,,so,,so stressed

18+ only, MDNI.

top vi, bottom reader, begging, hair pulling, praise, edging, pussy slapping, degradation, dacryphilia, face riding, marking, Hair pulling

How did you get here?

Well you actually know exactly how, you where searching for Vi, your best friend who mysteriously disappeared after the explosion of gray into Piltover. When you finally found her right after her match in a bar, you offered to take some of that stress off of her shoulders...

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"V-Vi-- oh god-- fuck-- Violet please-, plea---oh!-- god please Vi let me eat you outt~" You whine, your hands find her messily dyed undercut to rub and pull at it while she slurps, soft moans coming from her mouth going directly into you messy cunt "W--why would i do tha--" slurrp "T--thaat princess?" she moans into your cunt, it always felt so good when she talked with her mouth full "y-your already relieving my stress enough" she comes up to take a breath, her fingers continuing their work. Its a lewd sight, your airy moans of her name leaving your mouth while your slick covers her chin and cheeks. You hold onto one of her pillows for dear life "B--bbb-ah!~ because i--i wanna' make you f' good" you squirm as you approach your high "Hold it" she commands and takes her place between your thighs again and moves just so painfully slow..

You squirm and instinctively squeeze her head in between your thighs and as quickly as this all started, she took her fingers out and slaps your cunt "Bad girl" she chuckles as you squirm and tear up slightly "Beg for it" she ghosts her thumb over your clit as you beg "Vi o-oh Vi ple- please, please let me c--cum please oh--oh my god please Vi--PLease Violet" you manage to get out "Good girl.." she pushes her fingers back into your messy cunt and goes back to lapping at your folds till you make a mess of her face and hand "H--haah" you moan and twitch as you come down from your high.

She chuckles and gives your cunt one more love tap "We aren't done you know" she pulls off her boxers and moves in to kiss you "lucky you, your wish is coming true" she moves in for one more kiss before asking "you wanted to eat me out right princess?" you nod desperately, she positions her wet kitty atop your mouth "tap m' thigh if its too much okay princess?" you nod again and pull her to sit on your face and get to munching. Vi moans and grinds down on your face "o--oh~ what a good girl.." she continues her motion, moaning whenever her clit bumped the tip of your nose.

"V--mpph vi I missed th--mph this" you moan into her cunt, wanting to make her feel the way you did just moments ago. She moans out "haaggh- missed you too princes-mmmph~~ princess" her moans become more desprate as she picks up her pace "G--god I missed you,, Missed this,, Missed your sweet face and cunt--fuck" Vi whines and picks up the pace "Don' know why the fuck I left--fuck baby girl m' coming" Her release then takes over her body, she desperately ruts against your mouth as you lap up every last drop just as she did for you before.

She collapses besides you and kisses you, tasting herself all over your mouth "Too bad I don't have m' strap" she cuddles into you, pushing her face into the crook of your neck to give you even more hickeys so your neck and collarbones match the inside of your thighs. You sigh softly "Come home with me?.......please?" you silently beg her, desperate for her companionship "mmkay princess" she kisses the top of your head "Rest, I'll be right here" she whispers into your ear and then falls asleep herself.

you mentally check two things off your motive list

Find Vi and bring her home

sleep with her

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Hope you guys liked this!!!! um.. act two. was.. something!! [kill me now]

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BBB

Natasha Romanoff x Beefy!Sergeant!Reader*

18+ only read at your own risk

Word count: 3248

Requested by anon: Hi i love your work..you don't have to do this request if you don't want.. i was kind of was wondering since we haven't heard from Sergeant Nat and reader. If we could hear from them? I was thinking since Nat is always the confident reassured one in that universe like maybe something happens where shes not sure where she stand with reader? Like jealous or maybe reader lets one of her military friends borrow her laptop and they use it to watch porn...and nat finds it and thinks its reader. And nat kind of loses her mind in a way that we havent seen. (Not like crazy but for the first time shes like am i enough). And reader is high key oblivious bc she worships nat. Some communication to sort out and then smutty times. Only if you want. If not i look forward to whatever you post yay. 

AN: *Reader has a penis, no pronouns used.

Thanks for the idea, anon! This was a lot of fun to write. :)

This is Part 5 in my Sergeant Beef series. Read the first one here.

“Hey, can I borrow your laptop?” Sam asks, poking his head into your room. 

“Why?” You don’t even look at him, focused on you video game on the tiny television mounted to your wall.

“I dropped mine in the lake, so I had to buy a new one but it won’t get shipped off until later this week,” Sam explains. 

“Okay,” you say, hardly listening to him as you race your little car across the screen to bump the giant soccer ball towards the goal. “It’s in my room on the–”

“I know where it is. Thanks.” Sam whisks in and helps himself. 

“Close the door on your way out!” you call, just in time to hear the door slam behind him. Turning your whole focus back to your game, your fingers mash the buttons to a triumphant win.

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A few days later, Natasha is over at your apartment. While the two of you had discussed a thousand times moving in together, you had always stalled or walked around the subject. Natasha wasn’t sure if it was because you were nervous what the public’s perception would be of your relationship, or if you preferred your own private space too much to give it up. Ever since the deployment, you had been more likely to retreat and hide away (even from Natasha) when you were upset or moody. She wondered if it was a side effect of your PTSD, but you never seemed ready for that conversation so she left it alone.

For dinner, you grilled some steaks (setting off the smoke detector in your apartment) while Natasha made a side of mashed potatoes and green beans. Afterwards, you went to take a shower while Natashas lounged around and found a movie on Netflix for the two of you to watch. She sits on the couch, opening your laptop and finding the web browser. She looks up Netflix and then browses through the recommendations on your home page, but none of them pique her interest.

She goes onto Google to search what other people are recommending and wades through a sea of titles and descriptions to find one. Swapping back and forth between tabs, she finds a website with a host of titles and flips back and forth until she finds a movie that is both on the list and currently on Netflix. But in the process, she loses track of the tab and accidentally closes it, silently cursing to herself, before going to check the history to find it again.

But what she finds in the history is not what she had been looking for.

Natasha feels almost scandalized when she sees the words “big busty blondes” in your search history, followed by a list of pornsites. While she knew you watched such videos in her absence, she didn’t know what genre you were into, and now a deep sinking feeling of insecurity fills her. She was not blonde, nor was she particularly busty after the years of hard workouts had shrank some of her assets a little. You always told her she had the perfect body, but now she wasn’t quite sure if she should believe you.

“Nat? Did you pick a movie?” You poke your head out of the bathroom. You’re not wearing a shirt and your wet hair is dripping water down your chest, emphasizing the lines of your muscles. Natasha can see the bullet scar on your ribs from the deployment that almost ended your life. But you walked away with every member of your team alive, and your tale of bravery had become something of a living legend in the community. 

She knows you could have any woman you wanted. She had seen the way the recruits eyed you and how bold the other brass were with you. Before your promotion to sergeant, you were often overlooked and completely ignored. Natasha, perhaps a little selfishly, always considered herself the catch in your relationship: she was one of a handful of female sergeants with outstanding credentials, and looked great in and out of a uniform. But maybe she thought too highly of herself. You had developed into a very competent sergeant, were extremely good-looking, and had the most lovable personality anyone could ask for.

What if you didn’t want her anymore? What if you wanted someone younger, or someone you could start a family with? Natasha hadn’t yet disclosed to you her inability to have children, but if the subject ever came up, she knew you’d need no other excuse to walk away.

“Nat? Did you pick out a movie?” you ask again.

“Yes,” Natasha says. “We can watch Trolls.”

“Okay. That sounds fun.”  

You come out in a sweatshirt with matching gray sweatpants and join Natasha on the couch. Instinctively, you put your arm around her shoulder and she snuggles against you, letting you rest your head against hers.

You seem to enjoy the goofy children’s movie, laughing out loud at the jokes and cheering when the main characters hug by the end. But Natasha can’t focus for a second, still thinking about the search history on your laptop. She didn’t even know if it was something she should bring up, but it was already eating her alive to think that she wasn’t good enough for you.

Natasha didn’t know if she would be able to survive without you. She would have to do everything she could to keep you by her side.

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“Give me a sec,” Natasha calls, hurriedly slipping her boots on. She checks herself in the mirror one final time before opening her apartment door to see you.

“Hi, Nat–oh.” Your expression goes flat.

“What’s wrong?” Natasha asks, her stomach twisting in knots. Maybe this had been a bad idea.

“You dyed your hair,” you say, blinking at the short blonde hair she was now sporting.

“You don’t like it?” she asks, her worry growing by the second. She had dropped a significant sum at the salon on base to cut and dye her hair. Perhaps this had been a severe overreaction on her part. 

“Oh. No, um, it looks very nice,” you stutter. 

Natasha is not convinced in the slightest. Her face flushes red and she bites her lip to stop herself from crying in frustration. “That’s okay,” she mutters more to herself than you. “Where are we going again?” she asks, even though she knows every detail of the outing she had planned with you.

“The gym first, then we can get lunch and go grab groceries,” you list off, seemingly oblivious to her awkwardness. 

“Yes, that’s right. Okay, let’s go,” she replies sullenly.

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Natasha isn’t sure what else she can do to hold your attention after the hair dying incident. She tries to be extra doting with you, but all of her efforts seem to go completely unnoticed. You only say “thank you” once when she gets you your favorite chocolate bar from the commissary. The next time the two of you are in bed together, Natasha feels like she has to guide you through all the motions and you fuck her with a concerningly low level of enthusiasm. Natasha is convinced you’ve found someone else and just the thought of losing you makes her sick. 

She’s nearly sent over the edge when she finally gets a text from you:

From Y/N: Can you come over tonight? I want to talk

Natasha feels like the rug has been pulled out from under her feet. Sweat breaks out on her forehead and her stomach starts to hurt like she had a bad meal. What if she just didn’t go to see you? Would you really still break up with her over text?

Her body seems to have a mind of her own as she responds:

To Y/N: Ok

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“Thanks for coming over,” you say, welcoming Natasha into your apartment. She steps in guardedly, wondering if you’re hiding your new girlfriend under the couch. Or maybe she’s already in your bed. She shuffles down the hallway to subtly peer into your bedroom, which is empty.

“What did you want to talk about?” Natasha isn’t one to dance around the elephant in the room. Besides, she doesn’t want to draw this out any longer than it needs to be.

“Oh. Um…” You sound caught off guard. “Well, I was thinking that–”

“You want to break up with me.” Natasha can’t stop the tears forming in her eyes. She wipes them away, angry at herself for showing such weakness already.

“What? What makes you think that?” Your shock is so genuine, Natasha almost wants to believe you.

Natasha hides her face behind her hand. “I saw it on your laptop last week. The kind of porn you were watching–”

“Porn? I use incognito,” you say. “Unless that doesn’t actually hide things…” you add in a mumble.

“Your search history said you looked up…” Natasha takes a breath. “‘Big busty blondes,’” she repeats, hating the way the words sound off her tongue.

“What?” You sound confused now. “That’s…I don’t watch that kind of stuff. Wait, is that why you dyed your hair blonde?”

“No,” Natasha lies. “But I saw it on your laptop!” she insists, hastily changing the subject.

You pause for a moment, then start shaking your head with a chuckle. “I’m gonna rip him a new one,” you mutter. Then louder, you explain, “Sam borrowed my laptop last week because his was broken. I’m guessing he used it to…you know…” Your expression turns into one of disgust, and Natasha matches it. 

“Oh. So, you’re not into big busty blondes?” Natasha is embarrassingly desperate for clarification.

“No, I’m not.” You take a step towards her and hold out your hands. “But I do have a thing for hot redheads who could totally kick my butt.”

“I know,” Natasha says, taking your hands and leaning up to kiss you. Her lips lift into a smile when you return her kiss with more passion than you had all week, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her flush against you. You dig your fingers into her thighs, lightly rolling your hips, and when she feels your hard bulge against her stomach and all of her doubts are cast away immediately. Her face burns in shame when she realizes how quickly she had jumped to the wrong conclusion. You weren’t going anywhere. You were totally in love with her and wanted no one else.

“Wait, so what did you want to talk about?” Natasha asks, trying to ignore the arousal building in her core as you hump her.

“Oh! Um…” Your face reddens, as if you’re so turned on yourself you forgot why you asked her to come. “Uh…I wanted to ask if…you would like to move in with me? Or if I could move into your apartment? Or we could find a new place together…”

Natasha feels like she’s gotten whiplash from the subject change. She had come here thinking you were breaking up with her, but instead you actually wanted to move in with her? Just when she had thought it was never going to happen.

“Why the change?” she asks.

You shrug your massive shoulders. “We spend so much time together as it is. And I was mostly nervous because you know I have those night terrors a lot, but…” You sigh. “I realized I get them a lot less when I wake up next to you.” Natasha wants to melt in your arms. “And it would be really nice if I got to wake up next to you every day. And eat every meal with you. And–”

Natasha cuts you off with a hard kiss. “Yes,” she pants, groping for the tie on your sweatpants and pulling them down. “Of course I’ll move in with you.”

“Nat,” you whine when she grabs your cock. She feels it throb in her hand and her arousal spikes. As high as her own sex drive was, there was little else that turned Natasha on more than to see how excited you were for her. She pushes you towards the bedroom and you understand without needing words, obediently sitting down on your bed and pulling you on top of her. You grunt when her weight lands on your thighs and Natasha immediately props herself on her knees; sometimes she forgets about the injury on your right thigh that still causes you pain sometimes.       

“Sorry baby,” she whispers while leaning in to kiss your cheek. It had been a long and sometimes frustrating journey to get back to the same level of intimacy the two of you shared after the deployment ambush and your recovery. The medicines you were on had drastically affected your mood (and performance) and there were still some positions you could no longer do because of the strain it put on your body. But Natasha had been patient and gentle with you, even when all she wanted to do was fuck you senseless. Over time your strength and stamina had come back, and Natasha was thrilled you could still please her in bed. 

She leans back and takes her shirt off while you mirror her. You’re almost back to your weight as before the deployment, but the physical therapy has encouraged you to work out even harder, so you are more muscular and toned than before. Natasha eyes your body hungrily, her hand reaching out to trace the scar on your ribs. While she hates the memory attached to your scar, she can appreciate how much more badass it makes you look.

“Nat,” you say, and she breaks out of her thoughts. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes.” She pushes you to lie on your back, rolling her clothed lower body against yours. “Everything is very okay.” Her hands skate across your warm skin, squeezing your biceps before resting on your chest, balancing herself as she rocks back and forth. Even though you’re still wearing boxers, Natasha can feel the hardness of your dick pressing against her butt.

“All ready for me?” she hums, digging her nails lightly into your chest.

“Always,” you respond, rolling your hips to match her rhythm. 

“Hmm.” Natasha contemplates how she wants you today. You almost never call the shots in bed, but you have no problem with Natasha taking control most of the time. She likes how submissive you are to her and your willingness to please her even at your own expense. But she isn’t feeling selfish today and wants you to relax and enjoy too. 

Her body seems to have a mind of its own as she humps along your abs, eventually pushing her panties to the side so you can feel her heat on your stomach. 

“Nat,” you whine, gripping onto her waist to guide her movements. 

“Just let me ride you,” she says, lifting off of you for a moment to remove her panties completely, and the two of you moan when she settles back on you. You flex your abs until Natasha swears she could grate cheese on them. She angles her hips back and widens her legs so she can drag her pussy along the ridges of your abs, smearing her wetness everywhere. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” she moans.

“So do you,” you say, your hands tightening around her waist. 

Natasha moves her hips faster, sliding back until she can feel your cock practically poking a hole through your boxers. She’s just warming herself (and you) up and doesn’t want to rush to the main event. But as she hears your whines and feels the tension in your body, all she wants is for you to flip her over and fuck her until she can’t walk.  

“Can you do exactly what I ask you to?” Natasha pants, the building arousal in her stomach almost painful now.

“Yes,” you gasp. “Yes, Sergeant. Whatever you want.”

The use of Natasha’s title makes her pussy clench around nothing. Her body aches for you and she’s done playing around.

“Good. I want you to get on your knees and fuck me,” she demands, abruptly climbing off of you and presenting her backside to you. You scramble to obey, wasting no time lining up your cock with her soaking pussy and pushing in eagerly. Natasha inhales sharply when your length stretches her out, filling her perfectly and reaching places she could never reach with her hand or a toy. When you start moving your hips, she whimpers and moans, gripping handfuls of the bedsheets so you don’t slam her into the headboard.

She spasms around you with every stroke, clenching tightly and trying to draw you in as deep as you can go. Natasha loves to hear you moan, knowing she was the cause of them, and more of her slick leaks out around your cock. 

“Fuck, Nat,” you grunt, your thighs slapping against her butt with every thrust. “You always feel amazing.”

“Harder,” she begs. “I want you to cum when I do.”

“I’ll try,” you respond, your breathing ragged as you start to falter in your rhythm. 

“Fuck, you’re in me so deep,” Natasha moans, wishing that despite your already above-average size, you had more to give her. She lets go of the bedsheets and slips her hand down between her legs, rubbing her clit for added stimulation. “Don’t you dare stop,” she warns, noticing the way your legs are shaking and your thrusts are losing their power.

“I won’t,” you whimper, and Natasha is not convinced you’ll be able to last much longer. Her hand glides back up to her stomach, where she can feel the bulge of your cock through her skin. That alone nearly sends her over the edge, but she has one more request from you.

“Bite me,” Natasha pants, motioning to her right trapezius muscle. Normally, she is very against you marking her during sex because she doesn’t want to worry about hiding them, but now she is panting at the thought of you finally staking your claim on her.

“Bite you?” you say, sounding extremely timid.

“Yes!” she growls, not wanting to repeat herself. “If you don’t bite me, I won’t let you cum.”

You moan and tighten your grip on her waist. Natasha feels your cock throbbing inside her, but she knows you won’t finish without her permission. The bed creaks as your weight shifts and she feels your chest press against her back as you lean over her. She hums in anticipation, feeling your breath across the back of her shoulder. Your teeth graze her skin lightly, your hesitancy obvious. 

“Y/N,” she moans, pushing back into you and squeezing your length. “If you don’t fucking bite me–”

Your teeth suddenly clamp down sharply and Natasha keens, gushing around you and not even noticing you finish inside her. White spots of pure pleasure burst behind her eyelids and she feels cum drip down her thighs. It feels like she’s riding out the high forever, but when she finally unwinds, she feels your weight pressing into her back and a dull stinging in her shoulder. She twists her head to see the clear imprint of your teeth in her skin, the flesh reddening already.

“Sorry if that was too hard,” you say softly, as if you’re embarrassed by following her instructions.

“Nonsense,” she says, reaching behind her to cup the back of your neck. She pulls your head down against hers and nuzzles against your cheek. “Next time, you can bite me harder.”

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AN: Sorry to Sam lol

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Part 18: i'm anything but tame

"Don't tell me it's not fair. Believe me, I've been there. Bittersweet my renegade and I'm anything but tame. Oh, I hate to tell you this way. VIllians aren't born, darlin' we're made."  -Villians Aren't Born (They're Made) by PEGGY

Regent masterlist Mundane Macabre Part 17 AO3

Council of Uncaged Birds group chat [User Pharaoh has changed group name to Summon the Fraid Council] Summon the Fraid Council group chat Pharaoh-Tech: Phantom giw left AP InfiniteStarPrince: but thats good??? Queen_Regent: Where did they go? 

Dame_Asphodel: Phar tracked them far as NJ but the green says they are close to you.  Pharaoh-Tech: did some digging the bomb = not giw InfiniteStarPrince: yeah no gross ecto Queen_Regent: too subtle, not the usual guns blazing style.  InfiniteStarPrince: Oh.  Dame_Asphodel: Why Regent then? Queen_Regent: Who knows Phantom and I outside our night lives? Pharaoh-Tech: will dig more oracle tried 2 hack me Queen_Regent: Did you make contact? Dame_Asphodel: isnt Oracle a bat ally? Pharaoh-Tech: probably back hacked some files theres a file on Regent InfiniteStarPrince: why would BBB not have 1 on her??? Dame_Asphodel: BBB? Queen_Regent: Big Bad Bat. Batman. InfiniteStarPrince: yeah why wouldnt he have 1 on a meta Queen_Regent: he thinks is one Pharaoh-Tech: it has UR REAL NAMEE Queen_Regent:  I told him. InfiniteStarPrince: yeah, R let me know Dame_Asphodel: why? Pharaoh-Tech: u kidding i worried for nothing?!?! Queen_Regent: I’m dating Red Hood Dame_Asphodel: What happened to Jason? InfiniteStarPrince: him too Pharaoh-Tech: wat???? InfiniteStarPrince: R met his family 2 Pharaoh-Tech: hol up !?!?!?! u tellin me RH = JT?? Queen_Regent: Can’t confirm or deny Pharaoh-Tech: imma lay down head hurts Dame_Asphodel: That does make me think R Queen_Regent: that one of RH’s enemies tried to kill two birds with one bomb InfiniteStarPrince: oh snap plot twist Dame_Asphodel: who though?  Queen_Regent: RH is a crime lord Dame_Asphodel: who took on black mask Queen_Regent: I don’t want to do anything without proof

InfiniteStarPrince: black mask? Dame_Asphodel: crime lord got ass kicked by RH literally has a black mask as a face InfiniteStarPrince: so looking for one (1) ugly bastard Queen_Regent: evidence first. can’t execute mortal with zero InfiniteStarPrince: realm laws suck Dame_Asphodel: yet you’re still gonna be king sucks to suck Queen_Regent: For now i’ll ask RH for info he’s mad about the bomb worried I couldve been hurt InfiniteStarPrince: gross Dame_Asphodel: and after? Queen_Regent: well we’ll cross that bridge when we get there Dame_Asphodel:  I think you mean burn it Queen_Regent: whatever comes first

GothicDame and JazzHands chat

GothicDame: does he treat you well? JazzHands: very 

GothicDame: good always need more fertilizer JazzHands: Never change

If she was anyone else, Ellie walking through Jason’s apartment door with a dirty shovel over her shoulder while whistling a jaunty tune would have raised some concerns for the older Nightingale. Jazz decided to settle for fond exasperation over annoyance at her little sister’s literal (albeit forewarned) shovel talk, even though the aforementioned shovel was suspiciously covered in bloody dirt. 

However, any annoyance died and went to the realms when Ellie stood face to chest with Jason, one hand on her hip, shovel still over her shoulder and gave him a once-over. A four-foot-six teen standing off against her six-foot even boyfriend should not be allowed to be so comedic. 

“So, you’re the-“

“Red Hood.” 

“I was gonna say undead weenie, but that works too I guess.” 

It was just so ridiculous that Jazz couldn’t help but laugh at the two. Jason and Ellie spared her confused looks at her laughter, but didn’t comment as Danny entered the apartment as well, only he had an ecto smoothie in one hand and a bucket of popcorn in the other. The future Ghost King didn’t seem all that concerned about the scene he walked into, only pausing long enough to ask-

“Did I miss anything?” 

[I'm so glad to post a new part to the Regent! If you weren't aware, this also now lives on AO3.]

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Donut Co. Rugtastic Reset - Abstract Adventures Edition

18 Swatches All of our CC can be found by typing " Donut " into the search bar! Most of my images have my reshade on - it changes the color minimally, so white may look a little off in photos, but in game it will look white/normal!! In images you can find the non-reshade example! <3 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 the tool mod by twistedmexi! If you would like to use it in build-buy mode, you'll need BBB! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Donut Co. Rugtastic Reset - Abstract Adventures Edition Buy Mode Description: Donut Co. is bringing you a wonderful new addition to the Rugtastic Reset – the Abstract Adventures Edition! Get ready to transform your floors into a vibrant playground for the imagination! These rugs aren't just soft underfoot, they're portals to a world of playful shapes and swirling colors. Imagine your Sims rediscovering the joy of a simple swirl, losing themselves in the vibrant patterns, and finding new stories with every step. Let these abstract designs spark creativity, add a splash of unexpected fun, and inspire a whole new appreciation for the beauty of the unconventional. And this is just the beginning – stay tuned for even more abstract adventures coming soon to your Rugtastic Reset! (Works best if you use the bracket keys "[" + "]" to size up and down, or my personal preference of the tool mod!) Will be releasing more content soon! stay tuned! ❤️ (NOT affiliated with EA or Maxis in any way! We just make CC! )

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Sherlockian Wednesday Watchalongs: "The BBB" or "You'll Believe a Mammal Can Fly"

It's time for cartoons with Batman, Bullwinkle, and Basil!

Wednesday, December 4 Batman: The Brave and the Bold "Trials of the Demon!" (2009 TV episode)

Wednesday, December 11 The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle: Lazy Jay Ranch (1961 TV serial)

Wednesday, December 18 The Great Mouse Detective (1986 movie)

December 24–26(ish, depending on your time zone) Holmes for the Holidays watchalong marathon Since Christmas lands on a Wednesday this year, the regularly-scheduled weekly watchalong will be absorbed into our annual Howard!Holmes marathon. Click for details!

Here’s the deal: Like Sherlock Holmes? You’re welcome to join us in The Giant Chat of Sumatra’s #giantchat text channel to watch and discuss with us. Just find a copy of the episode or movie we’re watching, and come make some goofy internet friends.

Keep an eye on my #the giant chat of sumatra tag and the calendar for updates on future chat events.

[sageispunk]

same ol' mistakes (18+)

pairing: Sophie x blackfem!reader x Jordan (BBB)

↳ they love you more than they hate each other

warnings: double-situationship situation, heavy smut, angst, cuckquean themes, toxic relationships, all MCs are in their mid-20s, recreational drug use, mention of rehab + addiction (more to come probably)

playlist

☆ same ol' mistakes - rihanna

☆ body - syd

☆ yeah, i said it - rihanna

☆ dark red - steve lacy

☆ baby i'm dyin' - lolawolf

☆ one night only - sonder

☆ skipping days - lolawolf

☆ affection - boys noize + abra

☆ i'm not your toy - la roux

☆ stop calling the police on me - dreamer isioma

☆ when i'm in your arms - cleo sol

☆ cameo - ravyn lenae

chapters

1 upcoming

2 upcoming

3 upcoming

4 upcoming

[late-to-the-party-81]

The ties that bind us

AN: Welcome to my submission story for the ShrinkyClinks Double Bang. You don’t know how excited I was to discover that the wonderful @mxaether, claimed it. You already know the art is going to be top tier.

This story is set in a D/S AU, where all adults become aware of their secondary sexual predilections around the age of 18. Doms can command and sooth Switches and Subs with their voice. Switches can command and sooth Subs, but will fall sway to a Dom. Polyamory, or Packs are commonplace, especially for Switches. Bucky and Nat are Doms, Sam is a Switch, and Steve is a Sub. Their Pack, and its dynamic, are pre-established. This is a scene just between Steve and Bucky, although the others are mentioned.

Bingo Fills: @buckybarnesbingo Card, Square C3 - Wildcard

Build a Bucky Bingo November Fill - Harness

Beta’d by an angel named Kam

Master list | BBB Master List | BaBB Masterlist

Relationship: Bucky x Steve, Background Bucky x Steve x Sam x Nat

WC: 3k

CW: Shrinkyclinks, Shibari, Predicament Play, Forced Orgasms, Sex Toys, Overstimulation, Bratty Steve, Submission, Crying, Aftercare, Surprising amount of feels.

Summary: For such a small guy, Steve has a really big chip on his shoulder about his secondary gender. Combine that with his tendancy to get ill, he doesn't alway act with good grace when his pack dote on him as it re-enforces his negative feelings about himself. Luckily one of his Doms, Bucky, knows just how to get him out of his head and back into the right frame of mind.

Read the full fic and see the full art here on AO3

Tag list: @christywrites, @alexakeyloveloki, @doasyoudesireandlive, @galactusdevourerofworlds, @km-ffluv

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[beardedmrbean]

The Netherlands' right-wing coalition government announced on Wednesday plans to opt out from EU-wide rules on asylum and migration.

It comes after the Dutch government unveiled stricter immigration policy.

What did the Dutch government say about the exemption request?

"I have just informed the European Commission that I want a migration 'opt-out' on migration matters in Europe for the Netherlands," Asylum and Migration Minister Marjolein Faber said in a post on X, formerly Twitter.

"We have to handle our own asylum policy once more!" she said.

Faber belongs to the far-right Freedom Party (PVV) led by Geert Wilders.

Denmark has managed to negotiate an agreement to stay outside of the EU's common asylum policy. The EU Parliament approved the bloc's new migration pact in April.

The Dutch coalition government took power in July after an election in which the PVV became the largest party in parliament. While the PVV nominated independent Dick Schoof as prime minister, the party remains the dominant force in the coalition.

For the Netherlands to be given an opt-out, all 27 member states would have to agree to a revision of the EU's migration treaty.

In parliament, Wilders said of the planned exemption request: "I know this will take a long time, but it is a sign that new wind is blowing."

Government pushes for stricter asylum regime

The Netherlands' four-party coalition government has announced it plans to impose its "strictest-ever asylum regime," with stronger border checks and harsher rules for arriving asylum-seekers.

Besides the PVV, which is the largest force in the coalition, the government also includes the liberal-conservative VVD, the anti-corruption NSC and the agrarian BBB party.

As part of the stricter measures, the government also plans to declare a state of emergency to suspend parts of the country's asylum law without the parliament's approval.

Legal experts have expressed doubts as to the legality of the measure and the NSC has said it would withdraw support for the emergency law if there is no legal basis for it.

[thevampirediariesdiary]

alright THIS is how it's gonna go:

Round 1.1 (May 28-June 11th)

A. 1 v 2

B. 3 v 4

C. 5 v 6

D. 7 v 8

E. 9 v 10

F. 11 v 12

G. 13 v 14

H. 15 v 16

I. 17 v 18

J. 19 v 20

K. 21 v 22

L. 23 v 24

M. 25 v 26

N. 27 v 28

O. 29 v 30

P. 31 v 32

Round 1.2 (June 11th-25th)

WINNERS BRACKET

Q. Winner of A vs Winner of B

R. Winner of C vs Winner of D

S. Winner of E vs Winner of F

T. Winner of G vs Winner of H

U. Winner of I vs Winner of J

V. Winner of K vs Winner of L

W. Winner of M vs Winner of N

X. Winner of O vs Winner of P

LOSERS BRACKET

Y. Loser of A vs Loser of B

Z. Loser of C vs Loser of D

AA. Loser of E vs Loser of F

BB. Loser of G vs Loser of H

CC. Loser of I vs Loser of J

DD. Loser of K vs Loser of L

EE. Loser of M vs Loser of N

FF. Loser of O vs Loser of P

Round 1.3 (June 25th-July 2nd)

LOSERS BRACKET

KK. Winner of Y vs Loser of U

LL. Winner of Z vs Loser of V

MM. Winner of AA vs Loser of W

NN. Winner of BB vs Loser of X

OO. Winner of CC vs Loser of Q

PP. Winner of DD vs Loser of R

QQ. Winner of EE vs Loser of S

RR. Winner of FF vs Loser of T

Round 1.4 (July 2nd-9th)

LOSERS BRACKET

SS. Winner of KK vs Winner of LL

TT. Winner of MM vs Winner of NN

UU. Winner of OO vs Winner of PP

VV. Winner of QQ vs Winner of RR

WINNERS BRACKET

GG. Winner of Q vs Winner of R

HH. Winner of S vs Winner of T

II. Winner of U versus Winner of V

JJ. Winner of W vs Winner of X

Round 1.5 (July 9th-16th)

LOSERS BRACKET

WW. Winner of SS vs Loser of GG

XX. Winner of TT vs Loser of HH

YY. Winner of UU vs Loser of II

ZZ. Winner of VV vs Loser of JJ

Round 1.6 (July 16th-23rd)

LOSERS BRACKET

AAA. Winner of WW vs Winner of XX

BBB. Winner of YY vs Winner of ZZ

WINNERS BRACKET

CCC. Winner of GG vs Winner of HH

DDD. Winner of II vs Winner of JJ

Round 1.7 (July 23rd-30th)

LOSERS BRACKET

EEE. Winner of AAA vs Loser of CCC

FFF. Winner of BBB vs Loser of DDD

Round 1.8 (July 30th-August 6th)

LOSERS BRACKET

GGG. Winner of EEE vs Winner of FFF

WINNERS BRACKET

HHH. WINNER of CCC vs Winner of DDD

Round 1.9 (August 6th-13th)

III. Winner of GGG vs Loser of HHH

Championship: (August 13th-20th)

Winner of HHH vs Winner of III

[discluded]

I am very new to the world of BL fandom but are cp fan reactions always this extreme if the actors move on in their career and work with other people or is this week just a bad week with the massive BBB posters at Bible's event and the truck protesting outside of GMMTV about the Ohmnanon "breaking up". I know that popular actors get paired up for multiple projects but I assume they must change up couples and act with others as pairs every once in a while or after a few years?

hey friend, I'm going to answer this in a way that is circuitous that I think will better address your question.

the first part is: have fandoms always been volatile to the extent a segment of fans will organize to engage their ability to bully / cause harm rather than engage positively?

yes and no, in the sense this is a relatively new phenomenon in the entirety of organized fannish history (which let's just give due credit to our foremothers of fannish history the star trek fandom and their zines.)

but it's not so new because this started around 15 years ago, when people in fandom realise they could also organize to to create very targeted harm

these are the primary examples coming to mind:

Girls Generation (snsd) black ocean

Super Junior's official fanclub members organizing to buy company stock to prevent an 18 year old boy from joining the group lineup

In both these instances, tens of thousands of fans (for fantastics here) organized specifically to harm a person or group of people. the intent objective was specifically to harm.

the bad learned lesson from both these incidents (2008) is that fans can bind together to throw a fit if they don't get their way.

the second is: is it common for fans / fandoms of actor pairs to act this way?

and the more complex answer to that is, fandom is not a single conscious entity, and categorically similar fandoms often do not have a high overlap of active fans, usually at most 1-2 fandoms at a time. don't get me wrong, you'll see a lot of mileapo fans who are also bts fans, and I would bet you'll see a much smaller count of bts fans and exo fans overlap than you would see of bts fans and mileapo fans. any similarities you find in how fans between the first two groups act like one another is more the result of the categorical meta fan culture (here: kpop) rather than because the same people are perpetuating these behaviors while acting as fans of both these groups

for this reason I hesitate to call fandoms drama-mongering because these behaviors are perpetuated by individuals, or by a group of individuals, and not even necessarily by a group that represents the majority belief of the fandom. the fact of the matter is, people will participate in fandom regardless of if you like them or not, and some of there people are bullies or stalkers or overall terrible human beings. you can't make them stop engaging with your favorite actor or musician or couple because you can't control anyone but yourself. the only thing you can do is take the wind out of their sails by not engaging.

if you're wise to Ye Olde Harry Potter fandom lore, you'll know there was a specific segment. of fandom which known as highly dramatic but it wasn't because they liked a certain character or couple - it was because these individuals were drama mongering bullies to begin with, who continued that behavior in other fandoms. One of these infamous people bullied two different friends of mine in two different fandoms 6 years apart, and continues to instigate negativity in the fandoms they choose to engage in. you can't stop this person from joining a fandom... you can only limit their power by not engaging.

so the the answer to your specific question are all fandoms this dramatic? no, or they don't act in that way at least. MewGulf (TharnType) fans continued to invest in delusions by "I've connected the dots.jpeg" normal posts by both parties despite Mew's explicit rejection of their fantasies and his refusal to engage. However, they didn't have a problem with MG moving onto other acting projects without the other. Mew even worked with Tul of MaxTul/Manner of Death on a project but it wasn't BL. however, Max will be involved in the new mafia Thai BL releasing next year that's already been cast and as far as I can see, Tul isn't involved. I haven't heard of any grievances thus far from their fans but that doesn't mean there aren't any, and even if there are, I doubt the reaction would be organize to specifically harm Max's career / limit his opportunities.

On the opposite end of the spectrum, you have what Apolaris did in August, which was purposefully sabotaging Man Suang promo and embarrassing Apo in front of business partners and sponsors because they want the opposite: for Apo to stop working with Mile.

to circle back to the beginning: 1) it has nothing to do with the specific fandom topic, people can feel a sense of entitlement and desire to control regardless of who it is what behavior they want to happen and 2) a small group of people can disproportionately cause harm if they are organized enough and vindictive enough. that doesn't necessarily represent the majority fan view, but it can over time if their bullying behavior towards other fans drive the more reasonable people out of fandom , leaving only those who agree with theie toxic mindset.

do fandoms always have these people? in this day and age, almost inevitably, yes. and they are unfortunately also resilient to being bullied out of fandom themselves but plenty good at playing the victim. the best thing one can do is ignore their entitled, obnoxious behavior (private shit talking totally allowed)

*please in advance forgive my typos. the keyboard is generating weirder autocorrects of correct words every day. Please pretend to not see it

[starryevermore]

and back again (sequel to “to the ends of the galaxy”) ✧ commander cody

angst city™ library | send in a request (consult request faqs first)

request: OK BUT THE SMUTT THAT WOULD TAKE PLACE ON THAT SPACESHIP ON THE WAY TO THE BB BOYS (THE BBB IG YOU WILL) So soft and releasing years of yearning CODYS A VIRGIN TOO Cause he was a clone and had no time, and wanted no one other than the reader. THE READER THOUGH FUCKED ANAKIN AND SO SHE KNOWS WHAT SHES DOING (like it was a stress release fuck buddy situation) - @captainsbestgal​

pairing: commander cody x fem!jedi!reader

summary: you show cody just how much you love him. 

word count: 2,824

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, smut, virgin!cody, loss of virginity, soft sex, oral (m receiving), piv sex, unprotected sex, cody speaking in mando’a, pet name (mesh’la/cyar’ika/cyare)

to the ends of the galaxy (PART 1)

There was a lot of time while in hyperspace to just think. Which, now that Cody had you by his side, wasn’t such a bad thing. Before, when he was traveling on his own, he let his mind drift back to the Order, about all the things he did, of all the regret that seeped into his heart. Now, he thought about how you held his hand while on a supply run, giving his hand a gentle squeeze to let him know you were there for him. He thought about how you asked if you could kiss him when, after you both returned to the ship, he revealed that he bought your favorite fruit. If he thought long enough, he could still remember the feeling of your lips on his, the weight of your body against his as you leaned against him, the way you fingers ran through his hair, nails scratching at his scalp. 

Cody shifted in his chair, crossing his leg over his knee in an effort to hide his growing bulge. He snuck a look at you to see if you noticed. Your head was turned down, looking at some news reports on your holopad. Safa Toma had been a bit of a bust. Tech, Wrecker, and Omega had been there, but they didn’t stay for long. Most people you and him talked to didn’t know much about them. Just that they came in, Tech raced, Tech won, and then they disappeared. But, eventually, one lead led them to another to another. They were closing on the Bad Batch—or, at least, Cody hoped they were. He didn’t want this all to be for nothing (even if it did mean that he got to spend his days in close quarters with you). 

“You know, I never knew you could fly a ship,” Cody said as he watched you. It was odd, to bring it up now, after flying together for so long already. He wanted to comment on it the first time he got into your ship, but he was too focused on the fact that you were there, that you were right in front of him, that you were alive. (And, perhaps, a little distracted by the idea that he was a few steps closer to calling you his.) 

“Anakin taught me,” you said, glancing up from the report. You set the pad to the side and leaned back in your seat, looking over at Cody. With a wink, you said, “Whatever he told me to do, I did the opposite. Haven’t crashed a ship yet.”

Cody snorted. “I was about to say, it might just be time for me to take the wheel if you learned from him.”

“You don’t gotta worry about that. I would never hurt a hair on your pretty little head,” you said. Your mouth quirked up into a smirk. Your voice was deeper, more sultry, as you said, “Unless you’d like me to? Think I felt a little soldier standing at attention when I was pulling on your hair earlier.”

Cody’s face grew red hot. You did that a lot nowadays. Teased him, tried to rile him up. It didn’t take much, if he was being honest. Cody had never touched a woman before. He never really wanted to, not unless it was you. But he had a duty to the Republic, and you had your Jedi Code. It was something that never really happened. But now that you were here, giving him the attention he craved and hoped for and dreamed of, it sometimes felt like he would pass out if you so much as grazed your fingers against any bit of his bare skin. 

“I, uh—”

Cody’s words died in his throat as you got up from your seat and approached him. You swung one leg over his lap, then the other, settling into your newly discovered seat. You leaned down, lips ghosting over his. “Nervous little thing, aren’t you? This alright, pretty boy?”

“More than alright,” he managed. He wasn’t quite sure what to do with his hands. Does he leave them on the arm rests of his chair? Does he touch you? Where does he touch you? Swallowing hard, he placed his hands on your hips. He pulled you closer. “You know a lot about riling a man up for a Jedi.”

You quirked a brow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Kriff. Did he offend you? That was the last thing he wanted to do. “I-I just meant that your Code forbid attachment. I thought that you wouldn’t have any,” he cleared his throat, “…experience.”

You let out a laugh, shaking your head. You reached up, carding your fingers through his hair. He leaned into your touch. “You don’t have to form an attachment in order to have sex, Cody. It’s just as enjoyable without it, you know.”

A sour feeling twisted at Cody’s stomach. A flash of you having sex with someone danced across his mind. He had no right to feel the way he did. You could do whatever, or whoever, you wanted. But, still, the idea ate at him.

“Did you have an attachment to every person you’ve slept with, Commander?” you asked. 

“Oh, I’ve never—” Cody cleared his throat, looking away from you. He knew you wouldn’t judge him. He knew you wouldn’t think poorly of him. But, still, a bit of…shame? humiliation?…bubbled in the pit of his stomach. “I wouldn’t know.”

A look of surprise flashed across your face. “Never?” you asked. 

“Never.” He gripped your hips a little harder, almost afraid that you might slip away from him. He didn’t want to lose you. “Never wanted anyone unless it was you.”

“Oh, Cody.” You leaned in, pressed your lips against his. As you pulled away, Cody found himself following you, leaning in. You let him, resting your forehead against his. “You’re too sweet for this galaxy.”

Cody nuzzled his nose against yours, his eyes fluttering shut. “Only because you have always been so kind. Always saw us clone as people. Treated us as friends, as family. I wanted to be the kind of man you’d love.”

“No, cyar’ika, you were always a good man, long before I ever met you. The moment I met you, I knew that you had light in your heart. That you were loyal, and loving. You were already the kind of man I would love.”

He leaned in closer, pulling you against his chest. He wanted you as close as close could be. He wanted to melt in to you. He wanted to be a part of you. But, a question itched at the back of his mind. A question he didn’t quite want to know the answer to. A question he couldn’t quite stop himself from asking. “H-How did you find the time? To…you know? You always seemed so busy.”

You paused, pulling away slightly. You almost looked like you weren’t going to answer, like you were going to change the subject. But you always told him the truth. You never beat around the bush with him. So, in an uncharacteristically small voice, you said, “Anakin wasn’t always teaching me how to fly when we went into the cockpit.”

Oh. Cody really didn’t want to know that. He preferred it when he could picture some faceless person with you. Now, there was an all-too-familiar face attached to the figure. Cody could almost see Anakin looking at him, taunting him, like he was bragging about having something Cody didn’t. 

“I thought…” Cody looked away. “I walked in, once, on Anakin and Padmé. Just, just talking, but talking like…they loved each other. Was he…”

“What Anakin and I did was before he and Padmé ever got together,” you said. “And it was never anything more than just…stress relief. I was riddled with anxiety because my trials were soon. Anakin was still a Padawan, struggling with controlling his emotions. We thought if we got our frustrations out, we would become better Jedi. I don’t know how well that worked, but it was never anything more than that. It ended long before the war, long before Anakin and Padmé began their relationship, long before I met you.”

“It didn’t mean anything? With General Skywalker?” You had already told him, but he needed to hear it again. He needed to hear it just one more time. 

“Anakin and I would have never worked as anything more than friends with benefits. He’s too reckless, too arrogant. We would have hated each other if we were an actual couple,” you said. “Anakin was never the man I wanted. I wanted someone who cared about doing the right thing. Who made sure to keep his family out of harms way. Someone calm, capable, and compassionate. Cody, you’re the only man I’ve ever wanted. You’re the only man I’ve ever loved.”

“…love me?” You had said it—hinted at it—before, but now the words were actually registering with him. He couldn’t believe it. He almost thought it all to be a dream. 

“Do you want me to show you? Show how much I love you?”

Cody’s breath caught in his throat. Kriff, how could you affect him so easily? Was this just because of his inexperience? Or was it because it was you, the woman he longed for for years, thinking that he could never have, offering her mind, body, soul to him? 

“Please.”

A whine escaped Cody’s lips as you slid off his lips. He reached out for you, ready to pull you back, but you only shook your head. You sank down to your knees in front of him, reaching for the growing bulge between his legs. Cody was grateful that he had taken off his armor, wearing only his blacks while the two of you were traveling through hyperspace. It had been a choice of comfort before, but now…Now he was glad that there were less layers between you and him. 

“All this for me, pretty boy?” you cooed, palming his clothed cock.

Cody nodded, holding back a groan. 

“C’mon, baby, don’t hold back from me. Wanna hear all the pretty noises you can make, yeah?” you said. You freed his cock, letting out a gasp. Leaning in, you pressed a kiss to the kiss, gave his length a few, slow pumps. “To think I thought you couldn’t get more beautiful. A pretty cock for a pretty man, hm?”

“Kriff, please—I need you!” Cody gasped. It felt like all of his senses were alight. Like he might actually melt into a puddle of goo if you kept touching him like that. But, Maker, he didn’t want you to stop. 

“Anything for you, ner cyare.”

Cody swore his soul left his body when you put your mouth around his cock. Kriff. His eyes screwed shut, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair. He could have came right then and there. But he didn’t want this to be over so soon, not when he finally had you. He wanted this to last. He wanted to remember this.

When he opened his eyes, he saw you staring up at him as you bobbed your head up and down his length, sweet slurping noises escaping your mouth. “Please, keep doing that—” he moaned. “Maker, that feels so good.”

You were able to take an impressive amount of his cock down your throat, but he was too big for you to take it all. You took what you couldn’t fit into your mouth in one hand, your other hand cupping his balls and—kriff, how was he not meant to come undone when you were so good at this? When you knew how to touch him just right? 

“I think I’m gonna—”

He came before he could finish his sentence, the waves of ecstasy washing over him like a tidal wave. His eyes squeezed shut as he came with a shout, one of his hands flying to the back of your head, holding you in place as he filled your mouth with his seed. When he opened his eyes again, he saw you pulling away, swallowing his cum, batting your pretty eyes up at him. 

“S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“Shh.” You rose back to your feet then settled back into his lap. “Don’t you dare apologize.”

“I didn’t mean to cum so fast—”

“It’s okay, cyare, it was your first time. We have our entire lives to build your stamina, yeah?” You kissed him, a smile pulling at your lips. “We can start again as soon as you’re ready.”

It was moments like this that reaffirmed Cody’s love and adoration for you. You were so considerate towards him. Though he knew you would never make him feel bad, it did make butterflies flutter around his stomach to hear your kind words. To hear you say that you want to spend your life with him, that you wanted to be with him. 

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ner jetii,” Cody whispered, caressing your hair. I love you, my Jedi—I will know you forever, my Jedi. 

“And I love you, my Commander.”

“Can I…Can I do that to you?” he asked. 

“No, my love, I’m taking care of you.”

A whimper escaped Cody’s mouth. “Please, let me taste you, cyare—”

You kissed the tip of his nose, then shook your head. “Another time, my love. Right now is about you. Okay?”

He grabbed at your hips, pulled you closer. You let out a laugh, kissed him softly, grinding slowly down on his already hardening cock. His voice was breathy as he asked, “Promise?”

“I promise.” 

You reached down, guiding his cock between your slick folds, your panties pulled to the side. the feeling of the silky fabric made him gasp. His fingers dug into your hips as you slid down his length, a loud moan escaping your lips. 

“F-Fuck, you’re so big—”

Cody couldn’t help himself. He needed the ego stroke. Needed to know that he was better. “Bigger than General Skywalker?” he asked. 

“S-So much bigger—Dunno if you’re gonna fit—”

Cody thrusted up, fully sheathing himself inside you. Oh, kriff, you were practically strangling him! “Damn right I am,” he grunted.

He wasn’t quite sure what compelled him to do it—not when he was felt so unsure about what he was doing—but Cody found himself rising up, you in his arms. Your legs hooked around his waist, hands gripping at his hair, as he thrust into you. He still wasn’t quite sure what he was doing, but with the way you were squeezing him, milking him, he knew he had to be doing something right. 

Cody took a step forward, then another, until you were seated on top of the control panel. He dipped his head, burying his face in the crook of your neck, nipping at your skin. You screamed his name as he suckled on the spot right below your ear. A smirk crossed his face, deciding to sink his teeth there. Oh. He liked that. He liked marking you. He liked a physical reminder that you were his. 

“Oh, right there—” you gasped when he hit a particular spot. “Maker, keep doing that—”

You didn’t have to tell him twice. Cody was like a man starved. He had deprived himself of this pleasure for so long. Now that he had it, now that it was at his fingertips, now that he finally, finally, got to love you fully, wholly, he wouldn’t stop until you were as happy, as content, as satisfied as he was. You made him the happiest man in the galaxy, after all. Why shouldn’t he do the same for you? 

Your cunt squeezed him like a vice as you came undone. Little gasps escaped your lips as you rode out the pleasure, holding Cody against your body, like you wanted to melt into him just like he wanted to melt into you. 

“Where do you want me to—”

“Inside—‘m on birth control,” you say. 

With your permission, Cody lets himself cum again, his hips stuttering as he thrust himself inside you. As the pleasure washed over him, Cody stilled, holding you close. Kriff. This was perfect. This was everything he ever could have wanted, with the woman he only ever wanted this was. Maker, how was he supposed to continue on, knowing this pleasure? Was it too late to abandon the quest of finding his brothers? Could he be selfish, find some planet untouched by the Empire, start a proper life with you? 

“You’re incredible, mesh’la.” He pressed his forehead against yours. “Dunno how you can do that without getting attached, though.”

You laughed. “Is that so?”

“Mhm.”

You leaned in, nuzzled your nose against his. “Well, we still got some time until we’re outta hyperspace. You wanna see just how attached we can become until then?”

“Oh, please—”

[viccar-the-abyss]

I made a Warrior Cat roleplay

you heard me. it's on discord, it's called Bound By Blight, I would like very much to foster an active and wholesome roleplay community there. here's the full ad im sorry for the self promo but also not at all deal with it /lh

The Golden Land…

A paradise untouched by any cat… tended to by small creatures from the stars.

A place to live… to thrive, for all of time.

We had sought to cultivate a land free of war and strife…

Instead… we lost it all.

Bound By Blight

Join BBB, a literate Warrior Cats roleplay set in a beautiful land beset by blight. Featuring two Clans with distinct personalities and governing styles, our story unfolds with you. Please note that our server is 16+ and moderators are 18+!

Currently, our RP is in early recruitment. We wanted to recruit early to get people interested and build up a good community.

Looking For:

Interested roleplayers

High Ranks

Helper roles

Moderators

Featuring:

🍄 AntreClan, a democratic Clan that lives in the underground territories

🌿 HollyClan, a monarchist Clan that lives on the surface

Fairies, companions that cats meet and befriend when they're kittens

The Blight, the bringer of the end times Interested? You can join right here: https://discord.gg/Ps3dWK33UE

[veradragonjedi]

alright here i go

for the weird ask: 5, 11, 18, 20, 30, 33, 44, 55, 61, 69, 76, 83, 94, 98

(mwahahahaa)

omg

5. Do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

Cans... that little *crrrk* *hissssss.......* augh!! And then you can crunch them when you're done. Marvellous. Thank you inventor of the aluminium can.

11. What do you have for breakfast on an average day?

Salmon bagel :))

18. Ideal weather?

WARM! Let my bones rest 😭 warm very warm but with shade and cold drinks and all that jazz.

20. Preferred place to write?

My phooone. No laptop, though a note pad suffices if my phone is out of reach. All 300k words of bbb (that's plus unposted possible chapters) was done on my phone. with my fingers.

30. Places you find sacred?

THIS PLACE!

BIG tree! Hundreds of years old. Four swings hanging from the branches! Howw many people sat there? Carved their names into it to be immortalised, swung on those swings?? The energy there.

I'm not a religious person, but if I were, I'd worship the tree.

33. Most used phrase in your phone?

Augh this one's difficult because it implies I am conscious of what I put down but its probably omg

Like on its own. Or HELP that one's common.

44. Favourite scent for soap?

I bought @airlocksandaviaries some nice soap one time and bought myself some Lily-of-the-Valley soap. And I have Not used mine because I like the scent so much...

55. Favourite fairytale?

Always been a fan of the tragic ones. The ones that were originally deep and dark and nasty, before they became Disney-fied. The original Rapunzel was nice, not that I don't like the new one, but it was nice. The original message behild Little Red Riding Hood — a young girl flowering into womanhood who is approached by a strange older man who wants to make her his — has always fascinated me because !!! Argh beast metaphors and hunger and. Yeaaahhhh bbbcore..

61. Favourite flowers?

Orchids are nice. Tulips were for a while!

Recently I found THESE

Black petunias!! I tool them because they're JUST LIKE ME FR! And they smell awful, like burnt rubber and bleach, but I LOVE THEM!!!!!!

69. A Fun Fact that you don't know how you learned?

@chaetophractus-vellerosus — most doors are universally 6 foot 9 inches, so it's easy to guess someone's height based on whether they have to bend through a door. Finch, I asked my friend where we had found that out, and apparently I knew it Before we had used it to work out Drew Gooden's height. So. I actually dunno where the information came from.... got that doortism though.

76. Favourite potato food?

AAAUGGHGH POTATOEEESSSS!!!!!!!! I like fried potatoes, I had real patatas fritas like a month ago and almost died it was so tasty. I like all manner of potatoes though. Give me the potatoes...

83. Writing or Drawing?

Both? Both!! I absolutely adore putting my thoughts onto a canvas. Whether that be a digital one where I'm throwing notes at a wall and seeing what sticks or a physical one where I'm just figuring everything out by swiping paint on white paper.

94. Favourite season?

SUMMER! Ironic because in Britain we (used to...) don't get very hot summers. We're almost there folks!

98. Favourite historical era?

A question I'm not sure I know the answer to! Dropped history almost as soon as I started it, to take geography instead, so I'm gonna say the devonian era and be done with that:)) (that's when bony fish were evolved and doing their thing with no dinosaurs to tell them what not to do)

CHOCO. I LOVE YOUU !!!!!

[bylerbigbang]

2023 Challenge Rules

Please note that the rules have changed from last year's, including eligibility criteria and content requirements.

Eligibility

Participants must be 18+.

Participants do not need experience with fanworks or fan events; the event is open to all levels of experience and skill.

You may register as both an author and artist, but you may not make art for your own fic.

Expectations

Participants agree to be respectful and kind in community spaces and to other members of the challenge.

Participants must meet defined deadlines and listen to mods or risk being expelled from the challenge. Dropping out after art claims may result in being banned from future challenges. 

You are expected to read, understand, and adhere to the challenge rules. Failure to adhere to the challenge rules may result in disqualification from future rounds. If you do not understand something, it is your responsibility to contact the mods for clarification.

You must have reliable internet and email access.

No participant may offer services in exchange for payment or solicit donations/tips from other participants for any work they do as part of the BBB.

You will be paired with a partner through Art Claims and may not form your own teams. As is the spirit of challenges, you never know who you will be paired with. We ask that you be open and communicative with each other, and work together to make your posting date requests to avoid any conflict. At no point may you drop your team member and choose a new one on your own. If you are having trouble with your partner, please contact the mods for a solution.

All posted art or fics should remain publicly available for at least one year. 

Art

Artists must create 1 full piece of visual art for fics claimed. You are free to create more than the minimum number of required pieces at your discretion.

Video edits, playlists, etc only count as a full piece of art for pinch-hitters

Artists cannot work on more than 1 fic unless they are pinch-hitters

All materials and styles of art are welcome, including traditional and digital, illustration of photo manipulation

Art should be a minimum of 540px wide if it will be posted to tumblr, but the final size and orientation are up to the artist.

AI art is explicitly forbidden. All art must be your own original creation. 

Art can be embedded in the fic (if the author permits it), posted to the artist’s website of choice, or both. Where art is hosted is at the artist’s discretion.

Fics

Fics must be a minimum of 10,000 words

All fics must tag all relevant warnings even if they are potential spoilers

Your fic must be at least 50% complete with the remainder outlined to qualify for Art Claims.

Authors may not share about their work outside the private authors channel until after art claims to preserve anonymity

Your work should be brand new for the challenge or a previously unpublished WIP, and no part of it may have been published prior to Art Claims (this includes sneak peeks on social media).

Fics must be written in English. If you are multilingual and would like to publish the fic in other languages as translations of the original after the Byler Big Bang posting period is complete, that’s very welcome!

Finished fics must be posted to Archive of Our Own publicly. There will be an official AO3 collection for this round and all fics are expected to be added. You may cross-post (for example, to Tumblr, Wattpad, etc.) but Ao3 is the minimum requirement. 

Each author may write a maximum of one fic for this round. If you co-write, that fulfills your eligibility for the round. You may not submit a second fic as a solo author or as part of a second writing team.

If you are co-writing, each author must register individually. Do not sign up as a pair. We need each participant to agree to receive emails.

Dropping Out

If you can’t complete the Byler Big Bang, please contact the mods and we’ll remove you from our mailing list. Be aware there may be penalties depending on when you drop out (please see below).

Do not use social media to announce drops, since we don’t want your partner finding out that way.

If you have already gone through claims and need to drop, please contact the mods immediately so we can arrange for pinch hitters. You must contact your author or artist directly to let them know you’re dropping out. Please know that you may not be eligible to participate in the next round of the Byler Big Bang if you drop post-claims for anything less than an emergency.

In the event that an artist drops out of the challenge before posting occurs, the moderator team will work to find a pinch hit artist for their author. If an author drops, artists will be offered the opportunity to post their art on their original posting date.

In the event of an emergency, please contact the mods as soon as it is reasonably possible and safe for you to do so. We will work with you in any way we can.

[noideabutsims]

Donut Co. Rugtastic Reset - Whimsical Whirlwinds Edition

18 Swatches All of our CC can be found by typing " Donut " into the search bar! Most of my images have my reshade on - it changes the color minimally, so white may look a little off in photos, but in game it will look white/normal!! In images you can find the non-reshade example! (on patreon/curseforge!) <3 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 the tool mod by twistedmexi! If you would like to use it in build-buy mode, you'll need BBB! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Donut Co. Rugtastic Reset - Whimsical Whirlwinds Edition Buy Mode Description: Donut Co. is inviting you to get swept away in a whirlwind of wonder with the latest addition to the Rugtastic Reset! The Whimsical Whirlwinds Edition isn't just about floor coverings – it's about transforming your space into a playful symphony of color and movement. Let your Sims twirl across a canvas of playful patterns, each step an invitation to embrace the carefree spirit of childhood. These swirling designs aren't just eye-catching, they're mood-boosting masterpieces that fill your space with joy and laughter. Let the vibrant hues and playful shapes ignite your imagination and remind you that sometimes, the most extraordinary adventures happen right under your feet. And this is just the beginning – stay tuned for even more whimsical wonders coming soon to your Rugtastic Reset! (Works best if you use the bracket keys "[" + "]" to size up and down, or my personal preference of the tool mod!) Will be releasing more content soon! stay tuned! ❤️ (NOT affiliated with EA or Maxis in any way! We just make CC! )

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DOWNLOAD: Curseforge: https://legacy.curseforge.com/sims4/build-buy/donut-co-rugtastic-reset-whimsical-whirlwinds Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/posts/104215831?pr=true Google Drive: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1TROoQJkI7fslXde4_cr-r79WJVmWK1_V/view?usp=sharing

@alwaysfreecc