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[diejager]

Okay so I have kinda a prompt...and I was wondering if you could work your magic and like make it a story.. please :)

Okay so like, *reader* was at a restaurant waiting for ghost, the first date had gone so well, you were thinking of dating him seriously. However, 20 minutes had gone by and he hadn't shown up, nor was he replying to your texts. You glanced down at your phone trying to call him once more when suddenly a familiar skull mask was placed on the table. So you look up with a smile, expecting it to be ghost but it turns out to be könig, and he sits beside you and places a hand on your thigh before whispering, "I think you should be seeing someone else" or something...

Cw: DARKFIC, stalking, implied murder, implied death, obsession, possessive behaviour, tell me if I missed any.

You’d been doing so well, leaving behind the man who’d broken you, who took and took until all that was left was a dried carcass of what you used to be, a fragile version of who you once were. You cut ties with him, left him in the rubble of a shattered relationship and picked up whatever was left of your as you moved away, another city, another province and another country, as far away as you could from the monster. 

And here, you met a gentle man, as scarred and broken as you, only his were physically present, people would gawk and stare at him when yours were hidden, buried beneath your skin and sinew, chained in a spiraling mind of terror and nightmares, but you understood him and he understood you. It was a mutual understanding that you built on, stacking every moment of sorrow and agony, tearful calls and sobbing voice, making it into a tower of affection that you worked beautifully on.

You called him Simon, and he called you love. 

It was perfect, the first shards of friendship that soon became love, an intimacy you were both afraid to commit, but were willing to try, to dip your toes in shark infested waters and test your luck. It started out with subtle touches, his fingertips brushing against yours in fleeting signs of affection; then the gentle pull of his voice, calling your name whenever you were near; and the small tokens of servitude he gave away to you, spoiling you rotten with the money he has. 

It was perfect, the miracle you had always dreamed of, the beautiful thing that filled our bleak world with vibrant coloursand liveliness. You shared a kiss, your soft ones pressed against his dried ones, feeling the coarseness and curve of his lips when they moved against yours. It was a passionate one, filled with worship and love that you were both tempted with. That led to a date, lost in each other’s eyes while you swooned at him, doe-eyed and hopeful for more than what you were unafraid to give, sipping on tea and coffee for any kind of distraction for falling further into the throes of love and devotion. 

You left feeling happy, a smile shining brightly on your face until you got home and screamed out to your heart’s content, confessing to your plants and the ghosts that lived in your walls. You’d been giddy, excited for the second date, seeing the first one went so well, planning the dates and places the second day, organised half a month in advance because you were high on the pleasure. You were ecstatic, jumping to and from the walls and ceiling, like a puppy promised treats. 

And when the day arrived, you dressed up, dolled yourself up for a man your heart came to love and got to the restaurant early —too early. Seated at the reserved table and encouraging yourself with a quick monologue, unaware of the time, the ticking minutes passing in a blink until you realised Simon was twenty minutes late. You knew he wouldn’t stand you up, he was too soft with you for that, he emphasised too much with you to let you go so abruptly, but he hadn’t sent anything, no message or call. You were left wondering and worried, lost in your thoughts with no one but the screen that showed Simon’s number. You might have to-

Something was rudely dropped before you, a black fabric placed in the middle of the your table, it was familiar, but many things were black. You turned, frowning and brows pinched, ready to question the person who’d trashed your table. 

“What-” you choked back a whimper, eyes cloudy as you stared up at cold eyes, a chilling blue that would have frozen seas, “You-”

Your throat closed on itself, breath stuck at the back of it as you stammered, unable to utter a single word towards the giant in your nightmares. You could see the glee in his eyes, the squinted lids that screamed of a cruel grin, malicious yet jovial. 

“It’s time to come back home, Spotzi,” his tone was low, a deep monotone that portrayed nothing, not even a single crumb for you to decipher how he truly felt, “You’ve had your fun with him, nh?” [Sparrow]

Him? You didn’t understand what he meant. Had he meant Simon? König couldn’t be serious, you’d finally found someone who felt the same and emphasised with you, and König wanted to take it all away like he did with your life? You stared down, away from his piercing blues, the chill that ripped through you whenever you gaze at it, wandering down to his bloodied palm- They were bloody, bruised and battered. It couldn’t be, no, you couldn’t believe it. He wouldn’t dare —he would, he’d always whispered promises about beating other men to a pulp if they got in the way of his affection - obsession - for you.

Your eyes fearfully strayed from his towering form, glancing at the familiar cloth, catching the faded white of a skull dirtied with streaks of red, spotty and ripped. You recognised it, being so, so familiar with the mask as you were with the man who wore it, the soft browns and fluffy blond, the heavy bags and scars. It was Simon’s mask. A tear rolled down your cheek, falling from the fluttering of your lashes, only to be brushed away by the rough thumb of your captor.

“Do not cry, it’d eventually happen,” his attempts of soothing you were flawed, it only made you cry more, lips shaky and breathlessly choking and whimpering, “If not now, then later.”

He crouched to meet your eyes, head tilted up by your chin for König to admire you, roving over your dolled up face and the clothes you decided to wear for a man that was probably dead in an alley. 

“Come, Spotzi. I have your things packed.”

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[carmatsfitted]

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[gun-roswell]

Thorny yet graceful

“Thorny! As I pricked my delicate skin on the slender stem, but the petals are gorgeous!” Gun Roswell Thorny yet graceful The pretty colour truly beckonedTo approach and then I reckonedTo maybe dare and touch itAs it simply looked so deliciousBut, despite the tempting coloursAnd the most heavily odourThere was a downside there as wellBecause when I leaned for it close enough to smellAnd reached…

[nehasrangoli]

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[sims4simming]

TS4: Coloursand Ranch

Inspired by a collection I once did in TS2, Coloursand Ranch is perfect for 2nd gen onwards.

A colourful, one-story home with two large bedrooms, a simple kitchen and a cute backyard barbecue area, it is ideal for sims who love the outdoors, are always on the go, and aren't afraid of an earthquake.

Base game + expansions, no CC. Get it on the Gallery under thylacinian.

+8 pics under the cut:

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[caphayzardous]

WIP . progress this evening [dont reblo g its not done]

[globby]

I’ve decided to try to get better at drawing by doing little sketches every day and using dif mediums and coloursand I’m gonna post them no matter how dopey they look so anyways.... heres Dracula in pencil, highlighter, sharpie, pens and crayon

Im gonna post prob once at the end of the week when I have a bunch of photos so I’m not spamming

[coastmoor]

From This Chair

It is about the cloudsFor they lightenOr darken my mood It is about the coloursAnd the fabricsOf the cushions Not so muchWhat I made of itOr what I make of it Rather the eleganceAnd the craftOf other’s handiwork I bring the observationOne personWho sits to watch on HappyFor the stillnessAnd the space Between meAnd the objectsOf objectivity Whose wide variationsAsk of meMy many questions Available at Amazon Christopher's Website for his Collected Works http://dlvr.it/Rcxntk Hope you like it

[lyrics724]

After Party

[Verse 1] The party’s over now Empty glasses on the ground You’re standing there inside the doorwayAnd all the neon signs They falsely advertise And light you up in shining coloursAnd even after all the years You can suddenly appear And take my breath away again And as we take our leave The aces up my sleeve I’ve finally found what I was looking for[Chorus]It’s you It’s always you They took our…

[sourabha]

Himalayan Aves #44: Bar-throated siva

in the magnolia-studded forestswhere rhododendrons bleed pink and redvalleys echo with birdsongbut sometimes, fog creates mysteryin the invisibility, your senses turn doubly sharpto take in anything that can pierce its presencethrough all that white noisethat is when there are some slurred whistles and squeaky callsyou peel your eyes and there it isa bar-throated siva flaunting all its coloursand…

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[writinginnorthnorfolk]

At the end of the party…

At the end of the party…

when it all slows down,music, body, brain,you feel like you’vebeen drinking acid rain. Lights explode into coloursand shadows are palpable;in the dark corners of a sofa,some are even huggable. Darkness starts to fade,daylight begins to hoverthrough gaps in the morningand a mother of a hangover and you leave on a high, singingan anthem to the psychedelics of spring. Kim M. Russell, 1st April…