#Guilty Pleasure

[grilledcheesewithjalapeno]

i am ABSOLUTELY reading this

*ೃ༄𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

⭒❃.✮:▹𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭⭒❃.✮:▹

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: mean jock!Ari Levinson x naive!Reader, mean jock!Steve Rogers x naive!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, minors dni. Check top of individual chapters for specific warnings. This is a dark fic and contains materials on par with that.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You’re a naive freshman who is new to college life. Ari Levinson is the cocky captain of the basketball team and the resident campus fuckboy. Then there’s Steve Rogers, who is dangerous, sexy and charming - but he’s also Ari’s biggest rival. Ignoring all their red flags, you can’t help but fall victim to their charms. But which one will you pick?

⭒❃.✮:▹ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ⭒❃.✮:▹

i. Wicked Games ii. Under the Influence iii. Disturbia iv. Comfortably Numb v. Cruel Summer

⭒❃.✮:▹ 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬 ⭒❃.✮:▹

All fic asks | thots & mini drabbles

[p4perhearts]

Chappell Roan’s Makeup 🌈🪩💖🪄🐇

by cherry_roan on twitter

[miniscapes333]

What makes your FS obsessed with your body? (18+)

PICK A PILE READING LOVES ;)

👇 [PILE - 1] 👇[PILE - 2] 👇 [PILE - 3]

Disclaimer: The images featured are not mine. All credit and rights belong to their original creators. PILE 1

There’s something about your body that haunts them it’s beyond attraction, beyond just physical desire. It’s the way you carry yourself, the sheer confidence in every movement, like you know the power you hold over them, and you use it well. The curves, the softness, the way your skin feels under their touch it’s intoxicating. They can’t get enough of tracing the lines of your body, committing every dip and rise to memory, their fingertips lingering like they never want to forget. And it’s not just your body itself it’s the way you move it, the way you tease without even meaning to, the way you stretch, the way your lips part when you’re lost in thought. It drives them mad in the best possible way.

But it’s more than just the visual it’s the way you react to them. That little gasp when they grip your waist, the shiver when their lips graze over your skin, the way you melt just right when they hold you close. They are obsessed with the way your body responds, with how easily you give in to pleasure. The way your breath hitches at the right touch, the way your fingers clutch at them like you don’t want them to stop. It’s a fire they never want to put out, a craving they don’t think they’ll ever satisfy. They love earning your pleasure, love knowing that every sound, every arch, every desperate pull is because of them. And the way your body fits with theirs? Perfect. Like you were made just for them.

And after? When the heat settles and the urgency turns to something softer, they’re still obsessed. The way you glow, the way your body hums with satisfaction, the way you lay there tempting even in your stillness. They could spend hours just watching you, tracing lazy patterns over your skin, admiring every inch of you. They want to worship you, not just in the heat of the moment but long after, in the way they touch you absentmindedly, in the way they pull you closer even in sleep. To them, you’re everything the pleasure, the addiction, the obsession they don’t ever want to let go of. And honestly? They never will.

PILE 2

There’s something about you that keeps them on edge a slow, burning obsession that simmers just beneath the surface, ready to erupt at any moment. It’s the way you hold yourself, the quiet confidence, the air of mystery wrapped around you like silk. You don’t give everything away so easily, and that’s what kills them the most. The tease of it. The way you make them earn every touch, every glance, every little reaction. You know what you’re doing. It’s in the way you stretch, the way you lean in just so, the way you let their gaze wander over you like you know they want to devour you whole. And they do. It’s in the way their fingers twitch at their sides, aching to grab, to feel, to possess. The restraint makes it unbearable, but it also makes you unforgettable.

They’re obsessed with the way you feel beneath them, the way you move when you finally let go. Because as much as you play at being untouchable, the moment you surrender to pleasure? It’s intoxicating. The contrast between the control you carry in the world and the way you break for them behind closed doors it sends them spiraling. They worship your body, the curves, the strength, the softness in all the right places. They take their time with you, tracing the dips of your spine, gripping your hips with a possessiveness that borders on reverence. They want to mark you, to leave reminders of just how deeply they crave you, to make sure you feel their obsession with every lingering kiss, every slow drag of their lips over your skin. You turn them into something primal, something dangerous. And they love it.

But it’s not just about the way you look or how you feel it’s the power you have over them, and the fact that you know it. The way you meet their gaze, unshaken, knowing exactly what they want, knowing that you could deny them just to watch them unravel. It’s maddening, it’s exhilarating, and it keeps them coming back for more, needing more. You haunt their thoughts, their dreams, the space between reality and fantasy. They could have you a thousand times over, and it still wouldn’t be enough. Because you don’t just exist in their arms you consume them. And they wouldn’t have it any other way.

PILE 3

There’s something about you that leaves them breathless. It’s not just the way your body moves, the way your skin glows under dim light it’s the way you carry yourself, the confidence that drips from your every step. You have this untouchable aura, something ethereal yet dangerously enticing. They watch you with a hunger that borders on desperation, the kind that makes them restless, aching, starving to touch, to taste, to claim. You’re their forbidden fruit, a temptation so sweet it almost feels unfair. And the more they reach for you, the more you slip just out of grasp, teasing them with a glance, a smirk, the subtle way you stretch, knowing how their eyes trail every movement. It drives them insane.

And when they do have you? Oh, they hate how weak you make them feel. The way your body molds so perfectly against theirs, how effortlessly you make them lose control. You play them like a game, a delicate balance between surrender and dominance, and they’re obsessed with the way you unravel them. They think they’re in charge until you tilt your head, whisper something in that wickedly soft voice, or let your nails drag slow and deliberate down their back. They want to pin you down, to prove they’re the one with the power but the truth? They belong to you. Every inch of their body, every thought, every craving. Even when they leave, your touch lingers like a ghost, like an ache that won’t fade, like an addiction they don’t want to break.

But what truly obsesses them? It’s not just the physical it’s how you make them feel. You strip them bare in more ways than one. No matter how smooth they are, how much charm they wear like armor, you see through them. You make them yearn, make them beg, make them question if they’ll ever be satisfied even if they have you a thousand times over. And yet, you always leave them wanting more, just a little more just enough to remind them that they could never, ever get enough of you. And that? That’s what keeps them up at night, keeps their hands restless, keeps them coming back for you only you.

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[webweabings]

AND I KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING ALL WRONG ABOUT ME, BELIEVE ME.

“Electra”, by Euripides, tr.Janet Lempke; // @sunsbleeding ; // “War of the Foxes”, by Richard Siken; // unknown; // “Fleabag”, by Phoebe Waller-Bridge; // unknown; // “Monsters”, by Nikita Gill; // unknown; // “Women and other monsters: Building a new mythology”, by Jess Zimmerman; // “Claustrophobia”, by Tracie MacVean; // Buffy The Vampire Slayer. 2.21 “Becoming: Part 1”

[junoinouterspace]

not related to what i usually post but i adore this commission i did for @/saorsay on twitter !!!!! i love chappell roan so much so i went so so so hard on it bc im in love

[house-of-hamartia]

With a dizzy head and a daring heart And a dingy on the shore In his drunken glee he put out to sea And he rowed to the mists of nore As he rowed along he could hear a song From a voice so pure and clear Then a selkie rose right beside his boat As her voice echoed in his ear Ooh Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep "come again?" said he "how can this be?" "have i had too much too drink?" "not at all" she sighed with a sparkle in her eyes "I'm as true as the ocean is deep" "why sail alone, my sailor bold, on this quiet moonlit night?" The sailor gawked as she whispered soft "please stay with me till light"

"BROKEN MAST BAY" - SAIL NORTH

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AND I AM FINALLY DONE, FML.

I cannot reiterate how much I love drawing mermaids, bioluminescence and underwater scenes, and I cannot reiterate how much I love drawing these two together: Shay and Dottie have my heart, because I associate both of them so much to the sea, that to me they represent something absolutely inseparable.

annnnd I am actually happy with how this turned out, coloring and all, tbh! I had this concept for Mermaid!Dottie for a few years, and after listening to this songs for HOURS (seriously, I listened to it days, I cannot even start to explain the huge amount of serotonine I felt) I just felt like I had the ocean singing in my ears now, so loudly, that I couldn't ignore it and had to just draw what my brain was suggesting me!

I was debating for DAYS if to go with Dottie as a Selkie or as a Mermaid, and in the end, I decided to go with mermaid because, due to how dark the whole background was, I thought bioluminescence would work best in terms of lightining!

BUT.

BUT.

Selkie!Dottie is such an old concept (again, she was the origin of Aura), that I very much want to draw her as a Selkie as well <3

And also, I finally have an artwork worthy of being a poster that I would hang in my own studio <3

I truly hope you will like this <3

--Nemo

[andstuffsketches]

I want this like a cigarette can we drag it out and never quit?

[ginovasims]

MIDWEST PRINCESS LEGACY

A fifteen generation legacy challenge based on the songs from Chappell Roan’s ‘The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess’, including a bonus generation of her hit single ‘Good Luck, Babe!’. Each generation will have a different set of goals and requirements before the new heir takes over. Check out my video where I introduce the challenge in more detail: https://youtu.be/bWn7UVu-upc

Rules:

Aging must be turned on, but you can have it at any length you wish.

Each goal must be met before the new heir takes over.

NO MONEY CHEATS.

If you do this challenge, please credit me (@ginovasims).

Vague guidelines/suggestions:

Heir should be female-presenting. 

Some generations require specific careers. If it is not specified, you can have any career you want. Same goes for worlds to live in.

Each generation offers two colours. You can use both of them, one of them, or neither of them, it is up to you. You can use them as much or as little as you wish as well.

Mods and custom content can be used.

The generations will offer three traits, you do not need the heir to have all three traits, but they MUST have at least TWO of them.

If you cannot add any of the required traits when the heir is a child, you are able to choose another trait and change it to the correct trait when available (either as a teen or YA). You can do this through cheats in CAS. But the same rule applies that you must have at least two of the offered traits by the time the heir is a YA.

If you do not have all of the packs required to complete the requirements for each generation, either find a similar alternative or skip that rule. But where possible, you must complete each generation requirement.

(OPTIONAL) Use the hashtag #MidwestPrincessLegacy on tweets, posts, and videos.

Recommended packs to complete all requirements: Lovestruck, Get Together, For Rent, Cottage Living, Horse Ranch, Snowy Escape, High School Years, Island Living, Get To Work, Discover University, Get Famous, City Living, Vampires, Realm of Magic, Dine Out.

Disclosure: Most of the generations are played from the perspective of the first-person narrative sung by Chappell, however generation 8 and 15 (‘My Kink Is Karma’ and ‘Good Luck, Babe!’) are written from the perspective of the person Chappell is singing about. It offered more story-telling opportunities this way and allowed the player to do more gameplay.

Thank you to Max (@maximumdino) for your help and support with this challenge, especially with the colours! You gave me ideas for generations I struggled with and helped me add depth. I really appreciate everything you did to help me get this challenge how it is now!

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THE GENERATIONS

Generation 1 - Femininomenon Well, what we really need is a femininomenon

You always thought you would find your ‘one true love’ and settle down together, because that’s what you’re supposed to do, right? You try your hand at online dating, but it never seems to work out, and you make friends with women who have similar experiences to you. You decide to band together and give up on guys, who needs them anyway? You vow to help queer sims find love that they truly deserve.

Requirements:

Go on multiple failed online dates

Start a club with close girl friends

Reach level ten of the romance consultant career

Raise a child with one/some of your girl friends

Own a rental with only sapphics for tenants

Traits: ambitious, unflirty, genius Aspiration: neighbourhood confidante Colours: hot pink and green

Generation 2 - Red Wine Supernova Baby, why don’t you come over? Red wine supernova, falling into me

Wow, who is that stunning sim who came into your life like magic? Is it lust, or love? It’s hard to tell, you’ve never felt like this about anyone else before. But there’s something about her that draws you in… You both are a little, let’s say, ‘different’ to everyone else, but that’s what makes things so interesting. The flame burns hot, and you’re not going to let it die out anytime soon.

Requirements:

Live with roommates your whole young adult life

Fall in love with a vampire lady

Befriend a rabbit

Collect all ten wands from the magical artefacts collection

Become a rank four spellcaster

Traits: lovebug, goofball, loyal Aspiration: expert nectar maker Colours: red and white

Generation 3 - After Midnight ‘Cause everything good happens after midnight

Your mum always warned you that your hot-headed nature might land you in some trouble, and that’s not all that leads you that way! You’re always down for a good time, letting loose on the dancefloor and with romantic partners. Life’s more fun when you live each day as it comes, even if that means facing some inconveniences. You’ll find a way to make things work for you, but you just can’t ever seem to escape the drama.

Requirements:

Go out clubbing every weekend

Hook up with both guys and girls you meet at the club

Have at least three fights at the club during your young adult years

Max the romance skill

Woohoo with multiple sims in one night and get pregnant not knowing who the other parent is

Traits: hot-headed, party animal, erratic Aspiration: serial romantic (bonus: drama llama as a teen) Colours: navy blue and black

Generation 4 - Coffee ‘Cause If we do coffee, it’s never just coffee

You’re the opposite of your carefree parent, you must have everything perfect, even if that means losing the one you love the most. Although, you never really seem to be able to let go of them completely. They always find a way back into your life, back into your heart. They’re your one weakness, your only downfall. But how long can you go on living this way, knowing things will never work between you both?

Requirements:

Join the barista career as a teen

Have your first date at the park

Meet your partner’s parents at a fancy restaurant

Have an on-off relationship with the same sim your whole young adult life

Develop the coffee fanatic lifestyle

Traits: romantically reserved, perfectionist, loves outdoors Aspiration: master mixologist Colour: brown and green

Generation 5 - Casual Hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell

You’re a hopeless romantic who can’t see red flags when they’re staring you in the face. Maybe you can change them? After all, their family loves you, and you love them. Your friends try to warn you, but you shrug them off, wanting to see the best in everyone. Will things ever change, or are you permanently blinded by love? If love is really what you can call this situationship…

Requirements:

Fall in love with a noncommittal sim but never become official

Become best friends with their sister

Go on holiday with their family to Sulani

Have public woohoo in five different locations

Have an explosive breakup after getting pregnant and raise the baby alone

Traits: clumsy, generous, foodie Aspiration: romantic explorer Colours: turquoise and baby blue

Generation 6 - Super Graphic Ultra Modern Girl We’re leaving the planet and you can’t come

You know what you want, and you won’t let a fugly man hold you back. You’re done giving these guys chances when they can’t give you what you deserve. You have big dreams and you know who will be there to support you, and who won’t. You plan to leave this planet and explore another world without any men to bring you down. And who knows, maybe there will be a cute alien in your future…

Requirements:

Have an awful first date at a bar (bonus if it’s on a friday night with a guy who hates dancing!)

Only date girls after

Travel to Sixam

Host weekly parties

Reach level ten of the style influencer career

Traits: outgoing, high-maintenance, squeamish Aspiration: friend of the world Colours: silver and yellow (or as bright as you can make it!)

Generation 7 - HOT TO GO! Baby, do you like this beat? I made it so you’d sleep with me

You’ve always loved to dance and find it’s the best way to communicate. Who needs words when your body can paint a picture even better? And when you meet a sim who leaves you speechless, surely there’s no better way to confess your love to them than through dancing! But you can’t embarrass yourself, that would ruin every-thing, you need to make sure everything is perfect before you shoot your shot.

Requirements:

Become head cheerleader as a teen at high school

Stay single until you meet your perfect sim at a nightclub

Only develop romance with your soulmate after you’ve maxed the dancing skill

Max the DJ mixing skill

Develop the hungry for love lifestyle

Traits: active, self-assured, creative Aspiration: party animal Colours: yellow and purple

Generation 8 - My Kink Is Karma  People say I’m jealous, but my kink is karma

You’re trash, and everyone knows it. But somehow, you managed to land the perfect sim, who sees past all your nastiness throughout high school. This was never going to last though, you love making sims miserable, even if it means you’re never happy yourself. When your ex becomes more successful than you ever will be, you continue to take it out on everyone around you. How long can you live like this? Will you ever redeem yourself?

Requirements:

Have a bad breakup with your high school sweetheart after living together (all red relationship)

Move back in with parents after breakup

Dye your hair at least three times after breakup

Argue with your ex who has become more successful and happy than you

Max the mischief skill

Traits: jealous, mean, self-absorbed Aspiration: villainous valentine Colours: red and orange

Generation 9 - Picture You  Do you picture me like I picture you?

With a parent like yours, you’ve never been able to differentiate between what’s right and what’s wrong, everything is sort of… morally grey. So when you find an attractive sim who is way out of your league, you’re too afraid to approach them. Instead, you decide to take pictures of them… without them knowing. It’s not bad if they never find out, right? You still admire and appreciate all your other lovers though, but they’ll never be that sim.

Requirements:

Max the photography and research and debate skills

Enter the freelance fashion photographer career

Decorate your bedroom walls with photos of an attractive sim who you have no romance with

Paint portraits of all romantic interests and never sell or dispose of them

Meet your partners at the library

Traits: nosy, bookworm, socially awkward Aspiration: painter extraordinaire Colours: black and lilac

Generation 10 - Kaleidoscope  It’s never just a shape alone, love is a kaleidoscope

Finding love with your childhood best friend was the most incredible thing that could happen to you. They’re your muse, your everything. Until things go wrong. The dynamic between you both shifts and things get awkward. You won’t chase them and make them stay if that’s not what they want. Instead, you reminisce over the years you had together, and you never forget them. You can’t bring yourself to get over your one and only love.

Requirements:

Date your childhood best friend

Write and sell love songs

Break up and lose all contact with your ex

Watch your ex build a new life with a new family

Buy a ranch in Chestnut Ridge and remain a single parent

Traits: music lover, loner, lazy Aspiration: musical genius Colours: purple and gold

Generation 11 - Pink Pony Club  I’m gonna keep on dancing at the Pink Pony Club

You and your parent are very different, and this makes things hard for you growing up. You don’t connect with the world you grew up in. You dream of escaping the small town and starting fresh in the city. You can be who you want to be, do what you want to do, and make friends with sims who feel the same way. You never forget where you grew up, but it was never home for you. You make a new life for yourself and are so much better for it.

Requirements:

Have a pink horse growing up

Move from Chestnut Ridge to Del Sol Valley when you become a young adult

Have a difficult relationship with your mother

Reach level ten of the entertainer career

Create a club with drag queens and kings

Traits: horse lover, insider, dance machine Aspiration: leader of the pack Colours: baby pink and silver

Generation 12 - Naked In Manhattan  Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine, could go to hell, but we’ll probably be fine

Everything changes for you when you find yourself crushing on a cute girl after years of bad relationships with sucky guys. What is this feeling? You can’t explain it, but you’ve never felt this way about anyone before. There’s an undeniable connection between the two of you, and you know you can’t go back to your old ways ever again. But will you and this girl ever be more than just friends?

Requirements:

Have slumber parties every weekend as a teen 

Live in San Myshuno your whole young adult life

Have multiple bad relationships with guys

Get juiced and hook-up with a girl before becoming woohoo partners

Never date guys again after your self-discovery

Traits: romantic, cheerful, materialistic Aspiration: city native (bonus: slumber party animal as a child) Colours: turquoise and white

Generation 13 - California  Thought I’d be cool in California, I’d make you proud

You have always dreamed of making it big, so you move in with your grandparents who live in Del Sol Valley. But things aren’t easy and you struggle making a name for yourself. You won’t give up straight away, but you can’t help but feel like something is wrong. Growing up in two cities your whole life maybe isn’t right for you. Maybe a new dream in the countryside is all you need.

Requirements:

Move to Del Sol Valley and live with grandparents as a teenager and young adult

Never complete your celebrity aspiration

Join the actor or social media career, but never surpass level six

Move to old family ranch in Chestnut Ridge as an adult and quit your job

Live the rest of your days looking after your ranch

Traits: gloomy, family-oriented, rancher Aspiration: world-famous celebrity, swap to championship rider as an adult Colours: brown and orange

Generation 14 - Guilty Pleasure I want this like a cigarette, can we drag it out and never quit?

You’re the perfect daughter, perfect student, perfect ‘good girl’. But when a not-so-perfect sim catches your eye, you can’t turn away. They challenge everything you think you know and push you to do things you never thought you were capable of. They don’t change you though, and you don’t change them. You find the perfect balance in your relationship and continue to help each other grow, keeping each other on your toes at all times.

Requirements:

Achieve A grades throughout school

Have the stereotypical ‘good girl’ image your whole life

Achieve a pristine reputation

Date someone with different traits, appearance, and lifestyle to you

Earn the opposites attract sentiment with your partner

Traits: adventurous, good, geek Aspiration: inner peace (bonus: goal-oriented as a teen) Colours: navy blue and gold

Generation 15 - Good Luck, Babe! You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling

It’s hard when you don’t feel in control of your own feelings. You want to commit to a girl you love, but instead self-sabotage and refuse to admit to how you really feel. When she calls it off, you’re heartbroken. You go back to an old boyfriend who could never love you how she does and hope to find happiness with him. But years down the line, you still can’t get her out of your head. Will you ever be honest with yourself and live your true life?

Requirements:

Date a girl in secret, but never be seen in public together

Kiss lots of guys in bars

Marry a guy who you don’t love

As an adult, divorce your husband and reunite with your secret lover from years ago

Only work on your aspiration after your divorce

Traits: noncommittal, paranoid, cat lover Aspiration: soulmate Colours: baby pink and baby blue

[krispycreamcake]

When someone says eat the rich so I lowkey tear off Karlheinz's shirt with my bare teeth

[p4perhearts]

Chappell Roan’s Makeup Part 2 🌈💋💕🦋

by cherry_roan on twitter/x

[miniscapes333]

What are your FS 's sexual guilty pleasures about you? (18+)

PICK A PILE READING LOVES ;)

👇 [PILE - 1] 👇[PILE - 2]

👆 [PILE - 3]

Disclaimer: The images featured are not mine. All credit and rights belong to their original creators.

PILE 1

Oh, they shouldn’t want you like this not like this. Not in the way that keeps them up at night, staring at the ceiling, hand clenching the sheets because even thinking about you gets them wound so tight they don’t know what to do with themselves. It’s the way you push them, challenge them, make them fight for your attention like it’s some kind of game and God, do they love it. They act like they don’t, like they’re composed, like they don’t get off on the way you tease, the way you make them wait, the way you look at them when you know exactly what you’re doing. You test their control, make them want to break it, to ruin the careful balance they try so hard to maintain. You make them reckless, and they live for the danger of it.

And the thing is, they fantasize about it being messy, about losing themselves in you completely. They imagine the tension snapping, your bodies colliding in a way that’s raw, desperate, unrestrained. They don’t just want you sweet they want you ruined by them. The thought of you unraveling under their touch, gasping their name, clawing at them, makes their blood run hot. It’s almost overwhelming, the way their mind conjures the details the feeling of your breath hitching against their lips, the way your body would react to every teasing graze of their fingertips. But what really gets them? The thought of dragging it out, of seeing just how long they can keep you on edge, how much they can make you need them before they finally let you have what you want. They think about that often—too often. And they know, the moment they finally get to sink into that reality? Oh, they’re not holding back.

But there’s something more twisted about their desires, something that makes them bite their lip and smirk to themselves in the dead of night. It’s the back and forth, the power struggle they fantasize about the most. They want you flustered, caught off guard, stumbling over your own confidence because for once, they have the upper hand. They want to hear the way your voice trembles when you try to keep up, to see the exact moment you surrender, your pride slipping through your fingers like sand. Because let’s be real they adore the fire in you, but nothing gets them off more than extinguishing it, just for a moment, just long enough to remind you exactly who you belong to.

PILE 2

Oh, they love the way you make them work for it. It’s a game of patience, of precision, of tension stretched so tight it could snap at any moment. You make them wait, drag it out, tease them with your touch, your glances, your presence alone like you know exactly how much power you hold over them. And they? They relish it. They won’t admit it out loud, but there’s something intoxicating about the way you make them earn every inch of you, like a prize they’ve fought for, one they refuse to take lightly. Their guilty pleasure? That slow, drawn-out build-up. The way they have to prove they can handle you, hold their own against your fire, match your pace without faltering. And when they do? Oh, the payoff is sweeter than they could have ever imagined.

They imagine you stretched out, lazy and confident, watching them with that knowing smirk that drives them to the edge. You test them, push their limits, make them chase you but they love the chase. The hunger in your eyes when they finally catch you? That’s what keeps them up at night. They fantasize about worshiping you, about taking their time, mapping out every inch of you with hands that never rush, lips that never miss a single spot. They don’t want quick—no, they want it to last, to savor the feeling of having you completely undone beneath them, breath hitching, hands gripping, body trembling in anticipation of what they’ll do next. They want to see you fall apart slowly, deliciously, under their careful, calculated touch. That’s what drives them mad the knowledge that they own every reaction you give them because they’ve taken their time to earn them.

And yet, there’s something else something darker, deeper. It’s not just about taking their time with you; it’s about the moment when they finally break you. That tipping point, when all your composure, all your resistance, all your teasing crumbles into raw, desperate need. When you stop testing them and start begging for more, for faster, for harder. That’s their real guilty pleasure the shift in power, the proof that no matter how much you make them wait, no matter how long you drag it out, in the end, you always come undone for them. And that? That’s a high they’ll never get enough of.

PILE 3

Oh, they’ve imagined so many different ways to have you—too many, if they’re being honest. Their fantasies shift like a fever dream, morphing into one scenario after another, each one just as intoxicating as the last. Sometimes, they picture you teasing, making them work for it, dangling your touch just out of reach while wearing that knowing smirk that drives them insane. Other times, it’s the opposite you’re sharp, commanding, in control, the one dictating every movement, every breath, every shiver. And they love it. God, they love it. The thrill of not knowing which version of you they’ll get the one who’ll play innocent, making them chase, or the one who’ll have them on their knees, utterly at your mercy. Either way, they’re obsessed.

And yet, it’s not just about the act itself it’s about the battle leading up to it. The tension. The resistance. They crave the struggle of wills, the way you hold back just enough to drive them mad, making them prove themselves before they can even think about touching you. And when they do? When they finally break through that icy, untouchable exterior of yours? That’s what does it for them the most. Watching you, usually so composed, lose yourself under their hands, their mouth, their body. It’s a slow burn, a test of patience, the delicious contradiction of knowing they have to earn you first before they can take you. That’s their guilty pleasure—the challenge, the hunt, the reward of finally pulling the real, raw desire out of you.

But there’s something even darker that lingers beneath all of it. The way you taunt them, push them, test their restraint just to see how long they’ll last before snapping. Because that’s the game, isn’t it? Seeing how long they’ll let you keep the upper hand before they finally break before they have you gasping, writhing, gripping onto them like they’re the only thing keeping you grounded. They fantasize about that moment constantly. The moment your voice wavers, your confidence falters, and you finally finally let them win. And when that moment comes? Oh, you know they won’t waste it.

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[swcetescape]

my guilty pleasure is stalking my likes and liking their stuff just to let them know i know about them 🤭

[cybrstalkrdotgov]

Ashamed of listening to bf/gf asmr, using twitter links, on audio gone wild, and reading fanfics meanwhile theres 100k views on that type shit YALL ARE JUST LIKE ME!

[shuichi-3]

Having free will means I can draw chishiya and niragi getting married.

They are my guilty pleasure ship. I hate them. But I love them.

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[toyastales]

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