#dark mode

[toumeyart]

🕂 Cosmica Devil 🕂

Cosmica variant I made to celebrate 1000 downloads of Cosmica V1.0! I think this one works really well in dark mode.

You can download them for free on my itch > https://toumeya.itch.io/cosmica-devil-cursor-pack

[simmattically]

The Sims 4 - Grim Reaper - Loading Screen

To celebrate the announcement of The Sims 4’s new Expansion Pack – Life & Death, here's a loading screen with a cute little Grim Reaper! 🪦

It's available for free on my Patreon! :)

[chrishallbeck]

At night.

[dayzeebug]

This is Viva Gogo. She's named after Vincent van Gogh. We've been through a lot together. Didn't think we'd make it sometimes. But now we're safe. And this is our safe space.

[toxicanonymity]

Ok…what about horny/insane joel where he’s fucking you outside and a clicker appears…. so you tell him to stop and he just puts his hand over your mouth and keeps going until he comes 😭

Clicking

1.4k | horny!joel then dark!Joel x f!Reader

ty @milla-frenchy for the art! joel master list SUMMARY: Joel kills a clicker while you're doing it, and later, in retribution, you activate his dark mode. WARNINGS: NSFW 18+ horror, violence. unsafe PIV sex x2, dub-con, con-non-con, sexual battery, gun play. reader can sit on joel, joel can slightly lift with leverage. AU where you can activate different joel modes for your pleasure. unedited.

You stop for lunch in the woods, and one thing leads to another, as tends to happen with Joel. You initially resist, having heard a clicker earlier, but Joel is intent on having you right here and now.  He's sitting on a big fallen tree trunk, slowly stroking himself, and you're naked from the waist down in front of him, facing the same direction. His hand on your hip guides you back toward him.  You arch your spine, stretch your thighs to straddle his, and begin to lower yourself as he holds his stiff member for you.

The head of his cock prods your wet little hole, sending a bolt of arousal through you, then you begin to sink onto him.  He uses both hands to pull you down to the hilt with a quiet grunt, and you gasp as your insides make way.  It's always a rush when you come to rest flush against him.   His hands guide you up and down on his unfathomably hard cock with an occasional grope of your breast. Soon you're not thinking of anything at all. Just feeling your bodies together, feeling him move in and out of you, feeling that perfect stretch and friction. Listening to his breath and an occasional leaf falling from a tree. Smelling the moss on the log and your combined musk. 

In the distance, you hear a crunch, then a snap, and you stop. He holds you down on his lap, his hard cock sheathed entirely by your warm pussy.  Then, he starts moving you again. You swear you hear another snap, closer, and you look at him eyes wide, but he whispers, "it's ok," and keeps going, unable to pry himself from you or even stop moving. 

And then, the unmistakable click of a clicker echoes in the distance.  Your heart goes to your throat. You stop moving.  Joel pulls a revolver off his hip then wraps that arm around you again, holding the gun against your bare hip.  His other hand clamps down on your mouth. 

Instead of carefully helping you off him,  Joel begins to rock his hips again, slowly fucking you in short strokes which then become harder and faster.   Every so often the clicker clicks, louder, closer, becoming more frequent.  Then  it appears from behind a tree.  Your heart pounds and you whimper.  Joel's hand clamps down harder on your mouth as he holds you with the gun on your hip and won't stop fucking you. The clicker can't be more than 25 meters away when it turns in your direction. 

Joel leans back, slightly lifts you against his chest, but still doesn't help you off.  He keeps one hand on your mouth and brings his hand with the gun to the tree trunk to brace himself, then pistons into you at jackhammer speed as the clicker sniffs and looks around and creeps closer in almost the exact right direction. You can't even blink, watching this clicker get closer as you're laid back on Joel with him railing you.   Finally Joel slams you down and begins to erupt inside you with the quietest grunt that's still too loud. 

The clicker pinpoints your location and scrambles toward you.  You scream into his hand and Joel aims his revolver while still filling you up with cum.  Joel shoots the clicker three times in the forehead, not a moment too soon, still pulsing inside you.  Your walls begin to flutter around his cock as the clicker falls to the ground just a meter away.   It's so hideous, so scary. You can't even enjoy your orgasm.  You're upset and humiliated.  Joel comforts you and apologizes, but you get the feeling he'd do it again in a heartbeat just to get off.  "Can't help myself, baby. You're too fine," he whispers.

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That night, you find a small, abandoned building to sleep in.  There's not much more than rubble in it, piled up to your hips in some places.  You're sitting between Joel's legs as he sits against the wall.  He's hugging you and supposedly apologizing for earlier, but his hand quickly finds its way into your pants.  You decide to put Joel in Dark Mode.  That always makes him sorry.  You also won't mind getting tossed around a bit to take your mind off things and release tension.  

You provoke him by saying, "You never would have done that to Tess. She wouldn't have let you,"  then brace yourself to get pushed or choked. 

Joel takes a deep breath but stays calm.  "Why would you say that?" He asks matter of factly.  

He's too calm. 

When you turn around and look at him, his face is Dark Mode for sure.  He grabs a hold of your underarms and sighs as he begins to stand, sliding up against the wall and taking you to your feet with him. Then he reaches into the back of his pants and pulls out his revolver.  Way too calm.

He presses the cold muzzle into the nape of your neck and says, "Walk."  He stops you at the rubble and bends you over.  "Pants down."  You quickly obey - he might actually kill you.  Your best bet is to make him come as soon as possible so the Dark Mode fades.  You put on a show. Running your fingers through your slick.  "Stop," he says. "Don't fuckin' move."

He undoes his pants and as soon as you feel the swollen tip of his cock at your entrance it's slamming into you, forcing you open for his girth. Then the cold metal circle returns to the back of your neck.  He keeps his free hand on your lower back and rails you.  silently.  Too silently.  Wind howling, crickets chirping. The rustle of clothing, the slap of skin. His breathing.  Your own heart pounding in your ears. 

And then a clicker, loud enough to be in the same room. You reflexively jump, wanting to hide, but he forces you back down and whispers "don't move," and keeps pummeling you.  The eerie silence returns, the slap of skin intensifying as he fills you up with increasing power.  

Then more clicking, louder and it echoes.  Your heart is in your throat. You're preparing to meet your end.  Finally, he slows down, way down. 

Another clicker sound, right in your ear this time.  And when you turn your head, Joel's is right there, gun still to your head. You watch his mouth as he does the clicker sound again.  He smiles wickedly and slides his cock out of you.  

You turn around to try to suck it, desperate to make him come so he'll fade back to normal, but he forces you to stay bent over. You figure he's going to put it in your ass. Mercifully, he takes the gun off your neck. 

But a few seconds later, you feel the metal slide against your slick folds before the muzzle finds your entrance. You whimper and he says "shhhhh" for the exact amount of time it takes to slide the barrel into you. He rotates the weapon upside down inside you, handle up, then slides it in and out and strokes himself at the same rhythm. Then he cocks the gun, and you can't believe you've done this to yourself.  Staring death in the face for the second time today. 

His breathing gets heavier and you start think you might have a fighting chance.  He takes the gun out, then you feel his hand on your ass.  Hopefully he's about to come. 

He gets down on his knees and fingers you, then puts his face in your ass.  He gives your pussy a kiss, then drags his tongue from your clit, over your asshole and doesn't stop there.  He licks over to your ass cheek. Gives it an open mouth kiss, then bites down.  You yelp as his teeth pinch you, a pain that grows sharper as he grunts into the bite and warm cum shoots onto your hamstring. He unlatches, but the   pain isn't the worst part —  You've spent most of your life in constant fear of being bitten, and all of those nightmares flood you at once.  

Joel collapses onto his back.  "What. . . " he says.  He catches his breath.  You touch your ass and the bite mark is bleeding. If anyone sees this, you'll be dead.  You pull your pants up and crawl over to him, laying half on top of him, watching him come back into himself.  For some reason, you're the one apologizing. Then he starts sobbing, holding you, and you promise not to put him in Dark Mode again. 

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Thank you for reading and engaging!

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All joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea @evyiione @xdaddysprincessxx @queerly-anxious @chernayawidow @ambassadortotrilliusprime  @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @jasminespringtime @romanarose Not too late to get off this list if it's darker than you thought . . . Dark mode req: @lokanda @amanitacowboy

See also: Objectification HCs (the modes); Dark mode

[smoov-criminal]

hot take but websites/apps/browsers not having a dark mode setting is a form of structural ableism. bright ass screens can be a trigger for migraines, seizures, and a whole host of other bad symptoms. people deserve to browse the internet without having to burn their corneas out

[oritoor]

BlueBirdThief

[blinkees]

[reygunsandreynbows]

if u have ur own skin just choose which is closer

[eossa]

Lover

Theme 1 Revamp by @eossa

The updated 2023 version of the revamp of my very first theme, Lover. This theme now fully supports the NPF format and new post types, such as polls.

For the previews, info, and code, please click here or use the post source link.

[cinnamontoatscoreyart]

I tried mixing his pastel style and dark mode style <3

[i-collect-shiny-stuff]

2, unsorted

[mournstera]

A Dark Mode guide - with CSS variables and JS

This was first published January 2022, but has been completely rewritten and updated in 2024!

This guide is aimed to make displaying dark mode more accessible and stable. I had a long talk with a user of one of my themes, who has some eyesight difficulties, I wanted to improve on accessibility in my themes - beginning with a better dark mode experience.

What we want

When selected, dark theme to stay dark when refreshing a page

To prevent default (light) theme from flashing before displaying dark mode when browsing

If a visitor has dark mode on their computer/device, honor their preference and display dark mode with the option to turn on light mode

a snappy transition(!) - with a way to override it though!

[View guide]

[toxicanonymity]

whenever you have time, could you expand on that dark mode joel hc where reader brings up tess😩

(ACTUAL) DARK MODE 🔪

700 words | DARK!Joel x DARK!Reader | master list

In this AU, you can activate different “modes” for your pleasure using specific triggers.  Read about Joel’s modes in these (twisted) Objectification HCs. 

Warnings: NSFW 18+ NSFL DARK!Joel, NONCON maybe cnc but tagging noncon to be safe, Violence, domestic violence, verbal abuse/degradation, spitting, choking, knife, blood, unsafe PIV, dubcon by reader?, maybe more!  post-outbreak, AU

You're in an abandoned cabin looking for supplies on a long journey, and you're in the mood to get tossed around by Joel's darker side.  He's looking in the kitchen cabinets but stops dead in his tracks when you say, "Tess would know what to do." 

He turns around and you watch it come over him.  He takes a deep breath through his nose and his whole body tenses. "WHAT'D I TELL YOU 'BOUT SAYIN' HER NAME?" he booms, pointing at you, mouth wide open, hair bouncing with every word, whole body shaking with rage. 

He charges at you and you step backwards until your ass hits the kitchen table.  Joel wraps a rough, dirty hand around your throat and holds you there, his eyes shooting daggers into yours.  You cough and choke.  "What the fuck's the matter with you? Huh?" His face is red.  He lessens his grip only to let you answer. 

"She always knew what to do," you say. 

He lowers his voice to a disturbingly calm volume and says "You're gonna make me kill you one of these days" as he pulls his knife. You know he won't, but it still makes your heart race.  

He slams you down face-up on the kitchen table.  Your knees are at the edge, legs dangling.  He gets up on the table and straddles your hips then presses the flat of the knife against your throat, and the cool metal sends a chill down your spine.  His face looms over yours, neck veins bulging. Terrifying look in his eyes.  Ice cold like he doesn't know you at all.  Like he wasn't inside you 8 hours ago. And the night before that, and the night before that. 

"Is that what you want? YOU GOT A DEATH WISH? AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE TO KEEP YOU ALIVE?" He slides the knife off your throat then reaches down and pops the button off your pants using the point of the knife.  

"Don't fuckin' move" he says. He gets down from the table, watching you, his pants sliding down yours and you feel his hard cock.  Your heart pounds and your eyes prickle with tears as a primal response, but there's also a fluttering ache between your legs.  He pulls up your shirt and holds you still with one arm across your belly while he yanks your pants down.  He brings his mouth to your thigh and bites down harder and harder until you  thrash him off.  Then, he  presses the flat of the blade at your pantyline and your hips lift into it seeking friction.  

Then he abruptly slashes your underwear, which catches and breaks the skin.  The blade leaves flaky white trails that burn ice cold.   The white trails turn into dotted red as Joel rips your ruined underwear off entirely and takes his stiff cock out of his pants. The red beads grow and absorb each other along the knife's trail as Joel forces your legs open and notches the angry head of his cock at your entrance.  

He uses the blunt edge of the knife to smear the line, then brings the blade to your mouth and makes you lick your blood off it.  You narrowly avoid slicing your tongue.  

He grabs your hips with both hands, still holding the butt of the knife in one, and plunges his length into you.  You groan at the familiar stretch, and he doesn't wait at all like he normally would for you to accommodate his size. He pulls out all but the tip, then sheaths himself in your cunt entirely. 

He pounds you brutally until you come on his cock, tripping him into his own orgasm, and, cruelly,  this is your favorite part.  As he empties his balls into you, you gradually see the devil leave his eyes. With each pump, a little more of him returns and the monster is replaced by a tired, wounded, traumatized man, horrified by his actions.  He looks at his hand and drops the knife. He kisses up your blood and rests his head on your stomach.   He looks up and asks tearfully, "why do you do this, baby? You're gonna get hurt."  Then he covers your body with his, nestling his hair into the crook of your neck.

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(A/N):  The purpose of this whole concept is that sometimes you wanna get railed in a certain manner & there’s gotta be a way to have a man at one’s disposal for that, too, not just to sit on. I only did this with slashers before so I hadn’t thought much about consent or whether they could regret their actions lol, but I thought the emotional ending here could be an extra layer of darkness for reader. 

BTW, answered this alongside a knife request that was already in progress (mentally lol), but if you're looking for gun stuff, that'll likely be done with raider!Joel.

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Thank you for reading!!

All Joel (do you regret it yet?): @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea. @evyiione