#Le Bunker

[blueberry-tenya]

PARAAAAAA QUE ES ESTO?!

YO PENSABA QUE ESTABA RE DELULU Y ESO PERO NO MAN ES INTENCIONAL

NOMAE MAS CANON QUE TU VIEJA

[melsie-sims]

Melsie's Bunker Challenge

I created this easy challenge to try and get back into Sims 4. I make no promises that this will go very far.

☢ Basic Rules

Start with 4 Sims and make sure they have no skills. I used premade townies so I had to set all of their skills to zero.

Using a 64x64 lot (or a smaller one if that's more your style), build a 4x2 basement without any doors. That is your starting bunker. Teleport your Sims inside. They are no longer allowed to be outdoors.

After painting your walls, floors and ceiling, set your simoleons to zero. You will have to earn simoleons through skilling moving forward, as your sims aren't allowed jobs.

☢ Unlocking the Bunker

Every time your Sims earn a skill level, add a single tile to your bunker. I don't count level 1 as I find it way too easy, but you can if you want to.

You must save up 5 skill levels to unlock a ladder. You cannot use these skills to also unlock tiles.

When you max a level 10 skill or two level 5 skills, you can bring in a new Sim OR unlock 10 tiles. Only choose one reward!

You can also bring in a new Sim when you max an Aspiration.

Those are the only rules. Have fun!

[ignightedlighter]

george blagden's role in life apparently is Sad Frenchman In Sad Situation That’s About To Become Much Much Worse

[shenji-yei-v2]

on this fucking day

its Amnesia the bunker 1year anniversary and my parents got stuck in airport because theres a strike in Paris. french peopl are wild today.

[keysmanydudes]

I dont really feel like drawing anything with the intention of posting it rn have a doodle that evolved from a bit

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[guilbertjj]

Fresque signée " Les belles bacantes " sur le vieux bunker

[magiefish]

She 'Le Testament du Docteur Cordelier' (1959) on my 'Amnesia: The Bunker' until I "It is very difficult to pinpoint the exact beginning of a tragedy. The tragedy has often taken root in the lives of the victims before they have even suspected its existence."

[ianxfalcon]

TIL that Henri is voiced by George Blagden. Yeah, motherfucking Grantaire.

That would make a really odd crossover. I'm down.

[viciouscyclesradio]

Event Flyer Roll Call: Sept 2023

A visual gallery of selected events in the tri-state area

[alien-girl-21]

KARMALAND ESTA DESAPARECIENDO! Karmaland E108 aka luzu can't catch a fucking break

[circleofshit]

[joubliemapromesse]

CHANCE SUR NOUS : BEL ÉVÉNEMENT CONCERTS HALLOWEEN PARTY NIGHT À L'ACCUEIL FROID NUKE, AVEC WINTER FAMILY, LES CONFÉRENCES BUNKER ET LA BRASSERIE DE CLEMERY ! BIG

WINTER FAMILY

Le duo originaire de Jérusalem et Lotharingie formé par Ruth Rosenthal et Xavier Klaine développe depuis une quinzaine d’années un univers pour le moins singulier alternant brûlots punk synthétiques et oraisons droniques d’une société au bord du précipice. Nourris au métal, à la musique baroque, au théâtre pluridisciplinaire et à la culture afro-américaine, ils continuent de tracer une voie unique en défendant un discours radical et conscient de ses contradictions. Ils jouent à travers le monde dans des clubs, des galeries et des églises, une musique minimale, sombre, politique et abrasive, entre féérie, chaos et mélancolie

LES CONFÉRENCES BUNKER

Le duo originaire de Nancy est composé de Kévin Angboly (batterie, percussions, objets, voix) et Victor Remy (boîtes à rythmes, synthétiseurs, percussions, objets, voix). Leur musique, née de l’improvisation et du jeu, nous transporte à travers des scènes et des tableaux sonores intenses, explosifs et dynamiques. Une expérience sonore inédite et acérée, mêlant rythmes et bruitages pour un moment d’immersion totale. Une prochaine sortie K7 prévue sur le label Third Type Tapes accompagnera cette tournée!

BRASSERIE DE CLEMERY

Nous disposerons au bar pour cet événement des bières internationalement primées de la brasserie de Clemery, région Grand-Est, dont Victor Remy (Les Conférences Bunker) est co-fondateur. On va déguster ! On proposera également ce qu'on a habituellement en softs, bières et vins, toujours à prix responsables.

>!< événement exceptionnel à Amiens, be there >!<

PAF 4E PORTES 20H30, PREMIER LIVE 21H30 TAPANTES PARLEZ-EN / MANGEZ-EN / PARTAGEZ / VENEZ PARTAGER !

SUR PLACE, MERCI D'ADOPTER UN COMPORTEMENT RESPECTUEUX, DES PERSONNES PRÉSENTES, DES LIEUX ET DE VOUS MÊME : ON IRA DANS CE SENS LÀ

ACCUEIL FROID NUKE, 21 RUE SULY 80000 AMIENS ÉVÉNEMENT ASSOCIATIF PRIVÉ RÉSERVÉ AUX ADHÉRENT-E-S Adhésion annuelle à 2€ possible les soirs d'événements > Et parce que la vie est incertaine, vérifie ton avenir sur https://accueilfroidnuke.blogspot.com/

[melsie-sims]

The three men all peed themselves at once and I managed to capture the moment pretty flawlessly, if I do say so myself.

Liberty wasn't far behind, she just needed to finish eating her yogurt first.

[kaivenom]

The SPN boys perfect date with you

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Gabriel "The Trickster", Jack Kline, Castiel

A/N: for the first time on a long time writing something that isnt one piece😂. The anime and the manga are on pause and i am crying🥲

Masterlist

Sam Winchester

Probably a date at home, ordering food and watching movies with you, the while cozy treatment.

Picking you Up at your home and ordering the take away on some restaurat, picking a cofee and getting to the bunker with you.

Eating while watching bad movies, anything you want to see and laughing cause It's probably a bad horror movie.

Reading in silence with your bodies entaged and sharing little mischevious looks.

And of course, at some point you start to make out and now you are trapped with him, una le to go back home.

Dean Winchester

Riding with baby, no doubt.

Like Sam, he orders some food with you, but instead of going to the bunker, he gets you to a nice and calm spot, far from society and organize a picnic on top of the impala.

If the weather it's good, there IS probably a river or lake near by to swim.

If the weather it's bad you stay inside the impala, eating and playing cards,

And like Sam, he can get a little to much needy and even if you are outside on the lake or inside the impala, he Will start to make out with you and you Will end Up getting frisky on the backseat.

Castiel

Probably at first he doesnt get the concept of date s he follows you with your daily routines.

Now, that he knows what a deate IS, he realizes that his perfect date with you it's the thing that you already had been doing, rutinal things.

Such as cleaning and shopping groceries, anything that helps you with your chores.

And usually, this "dates" end up with a tender moment wich usually is a warm Bath.

So its just the two of you, rubbing each other rubing your sore bodies.

With a slow music playing on the background, bubbles, music and even some wine.

Gabriel "The Trickster"

A party, a buffet, even a brothel, since he can make every scenario posible, everything it's the perfect date, cause It IS with you.

So, you get to choose the when and the where, cause he can materialize It in any second.

He just wants to make you laugh and have a good time, even if it's with the most bizarre or the most common things, i picture this man as a total pleaser.

But, the two things that he Will do no matter what it's eat sweets and feed you with them.

It's his nly condition to make the evening perfect, have you on his lap and put a Candy on your tongue, maybe with his mouth.

Jack Kline

A carnival or a amusement park.

He still has the soul of a child so his perfect date would circle around fun.

Eating pop corn, playing minigolf, trying to win everything on the booths, you still don't know where he got the money,

If he makes you laugh then the night IS a good one.

He finishes the night with a kiss on your doorstep, he saw that on a movie and wanted to try It.

[caplanbuckybarnes]

Kiss Me Tender (Castiel)

Summary: you confess to Castiel that you're in love with him.

Warnings: fluff <3

WC: 690

Read on Ao3!

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The quiet hum of the bunker surrounded you, a stark contrast to the chaos that often came with hunting. Tonight, however, was different. Sam had gone off to research something, and Dean was off on a supply run. It left you alone with Castiel, the former angel who seemed to understand both the beauty and sorrow of the world better than anyone you’d ever known.

You sat in the library, surrounded by old books and maps, pretending to focus on something, but your mind kept wandering to the angel across from you. His intense blue eyes scanned through ancient texts, but every so often, you’d catch him glancing your way. There was a gentleness in his expression that made your heart flutter, something you tried to push down for far too long.

“What are you reading?” you asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Castiel blinked and looked up at you, his lips curving into a small smile. “I’m researching a new demon sigil Dean wanted me to examine. It’s... fascinating.”

You chuckled softly. “Fascinating? Demons aren’t really fascinating, Cas. They’re kind of the opposite.”

His brow furrowed slightly. “Yes, but their sigils are intricate. There’s something beautiful about how even the most malevolent beings can create something complex.”

That was Castiel—always finding beauty in unexpected places. The way he saw the world never ceased to amaze you. But it wasn’t just his perspective that drew you to him; it was his kindness, his loyalty, and his growing humanity.

He shifted in his seat, closing the book and setting it aside. “You’ve been quiet,” he said, his eyes searching yours. “Are you okay?”

You hesitated. There had been a tension building between the two of you for weeks, an unspoken energy that neither of you dared to address. And now, sitting alone in the dimly lit library, you felt it more than ever.

“I’m fine,” you replied, trying to sound casual, but your voice betrayed you. It wavered, carrying a weight that you couldn’t hide anymore.

Castiel’s eyes softened as he stood up, moving closer to you. He knelt by your side, his gaze locked on yours. “You don’t seem fine.”

Your breath hitched as his hand gently touched yours. His warmth seeped into your skin, and for a moment, everything else faded away. You had no words, no witty remark, no excuse. Only the truth you had been running from.

“I think I love you.”

The words slipped out before you could stop them. You immediately regretted it, feeling the air between you grow thick with uncertainty. But Castiel didn’t flinch. He didn’t look away or seem confused.

Instead, his thumb brushed over your knuckles, his touch steady. “You think?”

A small laugh escaped your lips. “Okay... I know I love you.”

His expression softened, and his eyes shone with something you couldn’t quite place. Was it surprise? Affection? Or something deeper? You weren’t sure.

“I’m... not very familiar with love,” he admitted quietly, his voice almost vulnerable. “But I know how I feel when I’m with you. It’s... different. Strong.”

Your heart raced as he continued.

“I feel... grounded. Like I belong. You’ve shown me things I never understood before—feelings I never knew I could have.”

You could barely breathe as he spoke, every word drawing you closer to him.

“I think I love you too,” Castiel finished, his voice barely above a whisper.

Without thinking, you leaned in, closing the distance between the two of you. His lips met yours in a soft, tentative kiss, filled with all the unspoken words between you. It was gentle at first, but as he deepened the kiss, you felt the weight of his confession, the purity of his affection.

When you finally pulled away, your foreheads rested against each other. Neither of you said anything for a moment, basking in the warmth of the moment.

“I’ve waited so long to say that,” you whispered.

Castiel smiled, the kind of smile that lit up his entire face. “Then let’s not wait anymore.”

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tags!

EVERYTHING PERM: @nekoannie-chan @kjs-s @notyourtypicalrose @mistressofallthingsgeeky

SPN FOREVER PERM: @amelia-song-pond @kenzieam @flamencodiva @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

CASTIEL: @hallecarey1

[samwinchesterswifu]

You Shook Me All Night Long (Dean Winchester x Reader) Smut

Bunker seasons era

Song Inspo: "You Shook Me All Night Long" by ACDC

Warnings: literally the whole thing is just smut lmfao

MINORS DNI

A/N: ive been having TERRIBLE writers block. I dunno how happy i am with this one, so PLEASE let me know if this good smutty shit yall, thnxs for your endless support <3

Word Count: 1103

Summary: He surprises her with coming home early...but that's not the only thing he surprises her with.

The boys were away on a week long hunt. Since injuring her knee a few months ago during a Ghoul hunt, she’s decided to take a break from hunting to allow her body full time to heal. This allowed her a lot of time to make the Bunker a proper home for them. She would spend her weekends keep housing if the boys were still gone, then during the week she would spend time in the library cataloging or helping with research. Then, whenever Dean came home, she was hands on with focus. Her and Dean had been a thing for a little while. The stress of the job eventually breaking down the tough looking hunter asking her to be his life partner. She had happily agreed. There was no real label on their relationship, just two people who understood each other more than any other human.

It was a Sunday morning. Dean had called her the night before, informing her that they would probably be home Sunday night, or possibly into Monday. She was excited to see Dean. Since taking her leave, Dean coming home from these longer hunts added an extra excitement to their relationship. But knowing he won’t be home until as late as tomorrow, she treated it like any other Sunday.

Dressed in little shorts, a cute tank top that showed off her features she began her cleaning routine. Starting in the war room, making her way through the kitchen and then finally to the library. Music blasted throughout the speaker system of the bunker. Charlie had helped set her up with a Bluetooth connection to the old raggedy speakers one weekend while the boys were gone and they had a girls date. It was her little incentive to stay motivated.

One of her favorite 80’s song began on a new rotation of shuffle and she began swagging her hips to the beat of the song while spraying cleaner on the library tables, bending over to get all the way across. She was so distracted by the beat that she didn’t even hear the bunker door open. Dean had arrived home early as a surprise. Dancing around the tables, doing small spins or dance moves, Dean just admired her from a distance. He never got to see her like this. He dropped his bag down and with a thud she turned around to see him. Completely flustered that she was caught. The two of them just starred, Dean was practically undressing her with his eye making her squirm under his gaze.

Neither of them said anything as Dean strode towards her. Grabbing onto her hips, and pulling her tight to his chest. Breathing in the cheap cologne Dean always loved to wear, practically getting drunk off his sent alone. A grin creeps on Dean’s face and he sways the two to the beat. Eyes were locked on one another as he gave her a little spin before bringing her back into sway. A deep blush forms across her cheeks. She hardly ever saw Dean this way, usually this was after a good hunt and no one got hurt. Towards the end of the song, Dean crashes his lips to hers. This was a new hunger she hasn’t experienced. Sure, they’ve had make-up sex, ‘I thought I lost you back there’ sex, and so forth. But this was different, it was ravenous. Dean’s kisses grew heavier, teeth clashing as he drove his hands all over her curves.

At this point, her hips were pinned against one of the library tables. Dean broke away from her lips, kissing along her cheek and down towards the nape of her neck. Nibbling away at different spots along her collar bone. Small mewls and moans of pleasure leave her lips, earning a tighter grip of his hands on her. Dean leans down for a brief moment, hoisting her up by her legs to sit her on the table. He gently pushes her shoulders back on the hardwood, and continues to trail kisses down her clothed body. As he gets closer to her stomach, Dean shifts to be on his knees. Which was surprising. He places tiny kisses across her hips as he uses his hands to push open her legs. Dean yanks off her shorts underwear in a swift movement. Both pieces coming off together. This man was starving for her.

���Fuck,” Dean whispers looking at her pussy. His eyes drift back up to hers as he licked his lips.

In a split second, Dean was diving in. Lapping away at her folds like it was the most delectable fruit Dean has ever tasted in his time on earth. An orgasm was ripping through her body with moments. She tugs on his hair as he continues to coach her through the orgasm. But Dean wasn’t done, he was still at it. Moans echoed through the library and she felt so unholy. This is where men of generations came to learn about the monsters of her world, and yet her she was, bare ass on the same table as her man ate her out alive.

Another orgasm was on the horizon, and like the quick man that Dean Winchester is, two of his broad fingers are inserted into her folds. A shocked and rattled moan escapes her at the shock of surprise and pleasure. His fingers are going in and out like a jack rabbit. Dean occasionally curling them to reach her g-spot.

“Come on baby,” Dean whispers from his spot. This man was fucking edging her on.

Another finger inserted.

“If you want my cock, I’ll need another one from you,” his voice was demanding. And she was prepared to meet those demands.

His attack on her just sped up more, and more. While simultaneously sucking on her clit. But finally, she was close.

“Fuck, Dean,” she gasps. Tugging again at his strands.

“Don’t..stop,” breathing was labored and felt like she was about to see stars. She was there…she was right there…

Then there was nothing. The area Dean was just in was cold. Looking up in utter confusion, she sees her man pulled away. His chin shining with her cum and a shit eating grin plaster on his damn face.

She stutters.

“Y-you, you cant do that, please Dean.” The unpleasant feeling of an orgasm left unfinished pulsated through her.

“I’m gunna need you to last all day sweetheart, I’m not done with you yet,” He says as he gets up from his position.

Giving her a wink, he simply walks away leaving her baffled.

What the hell am I getting myself into.