#im gonna work on making my own patches i think

[night-dark-woods]

pro tip for anyone out there who for some reason *really* wants to lose absolutely massive numbers of hours of their life and especially sleep without even noticing. try modding skyrim. its slow. its hard. but it IS free.

[lostalioth]

𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭

→ premise: it was a bad idea, wayne came home and could hear you and eddie and yet the two of you didn’t wanna stop, it felt far too good to want it to end.

→ pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, almost getting caught, mutual masturbation, gagging/covering mouth, praise, small amount of oral [m receiving], nicknames [sweet girl, baby]

→ a/n: 02 kinktober

Eddie's hand presses against your mouth covering it suddenly. You look at him with wide and confused eyes as your own fingers still their movement between your legs. He holds a finger up to his own mouth with his other hand as a way of telling you to shush. “Heyy, Eds you home??” You hear the front door to the trailer swing open and Wayne's voice echo from down the hall. Your body froze, he wasn't supposed to come home yet.

You and Eddie were frozen still, laid out on his bed your thighs spread, his legs also spread and laid over your calves facing you, both on full display for one another. Your fingers were still buried deep inside you, you twitch and clench around them aching for your movement earlier to continue. You were getting close but the interruption made your body tense now. Eddie's hand moves from in front of his mouth and wraps around his cock again, pulling your attention right back to it. His tip red and angry, veins protruding and begging for your mouth.

“Uhh yeah im home, i was just about to take a nap though” Eddie's voice answering his uncle breaks you from your trance. His voice being far too calm and collected for what his previous actions were, it slightly impresses you. You make a small noise in surprise and confusion, it being very muffled by Eddie's hand but he gets the message and mouths a quick “I'm sorry sweet girl” at you while Wayne responds.

“Oh nice think i'll rest too, work was rough” Wayne yells once again before heading off down the opposite hall, you were grateful for the odd layout of the trailer. Eddie waits until he hears his uncle's door shut before he begins stroking his throbbing cock again, his release right on the edge once again. “Oh fuck, good girl staying quiet so we dont get caught” Eddie groans softly, eyes glued to your face a slightly embrassed but still lustful look in your eyes. Your eyes lit up at the praise and Eddie doesn't miss a beat. “Oh you like that? Huh baby? Be my good girl and keep playing with that pussy for me okay?” Your fingers slowly pump inside yourself once again after the embarrassment washes away. “Eddie..” you moan against his hand a bit too loud making him shove his ring clad fingers in your mouth gagging you lightly. The metal cold against your lips and the action only furthering your arousal that's staining his sheets below you.

“Keep being quiet for me and you can cum got it baby?” Eddie's voice is laced in desperation. You can tell it's both a plea for you to be mute but also for you to cum. He needed to see you cum, he was so pent up and on the edge already but wanted to cum to the sight of your release dripping down your own fingers. You nod your head frantically and pump your fingers inside your aching pussy faster, chasing your much needed climax. Eddie flashes that damned charming smile of his at you and matches your pace with his own strokes. “Such a good girl for me, i was gonna fuck ya’ but dont think we can keep quiet enough during that i know i couldnt” he chuckles softly and slowly thrusts up into his hand, his eyes glazing over as he watches your skillful fingers pleasure yourself.

You whine around his fingers at the idea and buck your hips up in need as you start thinking about how good his cock would fill you up, the patch of curly black hair that rests at the base of of it brushing against your cilt…god you needed him to ruin you and cursed your luck that he couldn't this go around.

Your own thoughts guide you closer and closer to the edge. Eddie can see the way you frantically pump your fingers faster and bring your free hand down to your clit telling him you're close. “Aww you gonna cum sweet girl, do it” he eggs you on his voice needy and teasing. “Cum on those pretty fingers imagining it's my cock while you gag on my fingers baby” he fists his cock harder, his brain going fuzzy as he waits quite impatiently for you to finish and push him over the edge.

“Mhm~ Eddie!~” you let out a muffled wanton moan around his now spit covered fingers, your back arching off the bed. Your head falls back as your release washes over you. Your slick and cum coating your fingers and thighs as you squeeze them together at the overwhelming sensation.

“There you go baby, good girl fuckk..” he lets out a sound that's a mix between a groan and a whine as his thrusts into his large hand become sloopy and speed up. He takes his fingers out of your mouth, wet from your spit and uses that hand instead to stroke his cock.

“Sweet girl im gonna cum fuck, you want me to make a mess of my self or you wanna help me out and take it down your throat like a good girl?” Eddie's voice comes out husky and strangled as he does his best to hold back while waiting on an answer. However, you're quick to move up to your knees, your cum soaked fingers leaving your cunt making you whine. leaning your head down and swating his hand away to slide him in your mouth, your tongue tracing a vein on the underside of his shaft and sucking.

Eddie's head falls back quickly before it snaps back up to take in the view of you taking all of him in your mouth.

“What ever did I do to get such a sweet and good girl like you’s mouth on my dick shit~” he let out a string of mumbled curses as he bucked his hips up into your mouth.

He rests his hand on the top of your head as the knot in the pit of his stomach tightens and quickly unravels. He cums with a loud groan of your name leaving his lips, cum coating your throat and sliding down as you swallow every last drop. You take your mouth off him making a small pop sound when it slips out and Eddie lays there breathless. “Maybe I should’ve also gagged myself to be quiet huh?” He lets out a short and nervous chuckle between pants.

→ a/n: i keep ending up writing and posting these much later than i wanna like its techically the 4th for me as i post this but i meant to post it on the 3rd cause of how im doing kinktober and UGH

[ghoulishhx]

I've got way too many thoughts as of late but Frank Castle with an artsy girl gives me the serotonin I need given I do lots of crafty shit myself.

I've got a patch jacket with around 350 hand studded spikes on the shoulders and do my own embroidery, just the image of Monochromatic Frank Castle with a brightly decorated art girl just brings me joy. Especially if she slowly integrates stuff into his clothes like sewing a simple but endearing patch over one of the tears in his shirts or jackets is just too cute

aaah thank you SO much for the request. im finally gonna try and get some sleep after posting this and i will work on the others tomorrow! if anyone wants to leave me any more asks, you can do so here :3

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honestly, in my humble opinion I truly believe frank castle and an artsy girl go hand in hand. the juxtaposition between both personalities is just SO perfect to me. literally the ideal pairing.

a quirky, bubbly, artistic girl with tattoos, eccentric dress sense next to his stoic grumpy self, dressed in monochrome is just chefs kiss.

I can also imagine frankie is absolutely OBSESSED with his girl's work, calling each new project a masterpiece and genuinely taking time to look at every single stitch, brush stroke etc (he doesn't know a damn thing about any or it but you genuinely astonish him with your talent).

and the studded patch jacket omg I am SO jealous it sounds so cool!! thinking about frank watching you add all the studs one at a time-

"jeez sweetheart I dont know how ya do it, so much detail.."

him just wanting to assist you in any way

"ya need any help? lemme see doll, can't be that hard.."

when in reality he struggles massively. his big calloused hands fighting with the glue and the individual studs, cursing under his breath only wanting to help his girl UGH IM OBSESSEDDDD

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anyway here's a tinyyy little drabble to go along with my headcanon tehe

no content warnings, just pure fluff!

frank was a man of many talents, arts and crafts was definitely not one of them. and that's where you come in, his perfect girl.

he swears your work is the best damn thing to grace this planet, his words not yours. he takes your fingers and kisses them, tightly squeezing muttering how everything you touch turns to gold.

you wanted to repay him for his unwavering support. show him how much his words truly inspire you.

whilst putting away laundry on a Sunday evening, you look through his drawer full of his shirts, all as black as the night. but your eyes are drawn to one piece in particular.

it's old, you can tell he hasn't worn it in forever due to the sheer amount of cuts within the fabric. a light bulb goes off in your head, knowing EXACTLY what to do.

he catches you that evening, sewing away. the sight doesnt surprise him, youre always getting stuck into different crafts. he places a kiss to your forehead, trying to take a peek at your work but you shoo him away, not allowing him to see until the final result.

standing up from your chair, holding the material behind your back as you order him to close his eyes. he does, smirking not knowing what comes next as he is told to hold out his arms.

what he's met with when he opens his eyes, genuinely knocks the wind out of him.

his old favourite shirt, the one he wore on his first date with you (which he then foolishly decided to also wear on a work night, ruining it forever).

except it can't be, right? it was all torn up..

he hold the shirt close to him as he squints, noticing you've patched every single one of the slices. making it brand new.

this alone was enough to choke him, the gesture of you going through the trouble to do this, for him, fills him with a sense of importance.

you gesture to the long sleeve,

"frankie that's not all I did y'know" you giggle, raising the sleeve to his eyes. you watch as his eyes gloss over at the embroidery you added.

F C ♡ Y / N, followed by flowers. but not just any flowers.

peonies.

Maria's favourite.

"baby girl.. this is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me," he whispers, tracing each stitch with his forefinger, hardly believing his eyes. hardly believing anyone would do this for him. let alone someone like you. "thank you sweetheart. it's the most beautiful thing ive ever seen."

he pulls you close to his chest, stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head. not once tearing his eyes away from the work of art you bestowed upon him.

"I love ya, my sweet girl. the most talented person on the goddamn planet."

in conclusion, frank + artsy girl, a match made in heaven.

[flippinpancakes64]

Hello there :>

I really enjoy your content!

I wanted to send in a request with how the cullens would maybe help or react to a reader who's trying to quit smoking? (It's a bit self-indulgent but I need some comfort cause im struggling)

only if you're alright with it ofc !

The Cullens with a reader who’s trying to quit smoking

Hello! I don’t think anyone will be shocked by this since I’ve proven in the past that I don’t do anything but work and play Roblox but I am not a smoker. I’m still gonna try my best to write this tho so hopefully it’s good!

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

If you hadn’t come up with the idea to quit on your own, he would have pushed you to do it

He wants you to live a happy, healthy life

And he hates seeing you hurting yourself in this way

Unfortunately he’s not the best at doing it safely

He takes all of your cigarettes/vapes and sort of forces you to quit cold turkey

And he doesn’t listen when you tell him that it’s dangerous to do that

Sorry

At least he’s supportive tho

Alice:

She’s glad that you’re deciding to quit

She does her best to help you in whatever way that you need

She doesn’t take away all of your stuff tho

She knows you’re supposed to ease into it

And she never judges you if you relapse

But the thing that she’ll never tell you is that she’s really happy you’re trying to quit because she’s tired of trying to get the smell of cigarettes out of your clothes lol

Jasper:

He never really minded that you smoked in the first place

He just wants you to be happy and if smoking made you happy then he’s chill

But as soon as you tell him about how you want to quit he is your #1 support

He does use his ability a little sneakily here

He can increase your feelings of happiness and suppress your feelings of craving or irritation whenever you aren’t smoking

But he doesn’t take everything from you either

He lets you go at your own pace

He’ll support you no matter what

Rosalie:

She is on board

There’s been a couple instances where you haven’t been able to hang out with her when she’s working on her cars due to fear of the smoke igniting something

And again the smell

So she’s there for you

She starts out by taking everything from you

Edward style

But after she sees how much you struggle and once you explain how it’s dangerous she gives some back

And apologizes

And again she doesn’t judge you if you falter

She knows it’s tough and she thinks you’re strong just for trying to get better

Emmett:

He never really minded that you smoked in the first place

But if you want to quit then he is right there at your side

Another one who lets you go at your own pace, he only steps in to help if you ask him to

And he definitely doesn’t judge

I mean, he struggled like crazy when he first got turned

He knows it’s not easy

And also he will beat anyone’s ass who judges you for it

Esme:

She’s so excited for you

She’s never been a fan that you smoked, and she had asked you a couple times in the past to stop

So yes she is there for you 100%

Again, she lets you go at your own pace

She never judges you

You don’t need to hide or try to sneak around her

She understands

And she’s so proud of you for trying to get better

Carlisle:

Obligatory mention that Carlisle is a doctor

He’s never been happy that you smoked

He’s told you multiple times about all of the health risks

And he has encouraged you to quit multiple times

But he can’t make you quit, and he never tried to

So once you decide to quit, he is prepared

He’s got everything you need

Those nicotine patches, nic gum, everything that could help you wean off

He’s just really concerned about you and he’s so happy that you’re trying to get healthier

Vampire! Bella:

She never really cared that you smoked

In fact she thought it was cool

But then over time she saw how it was affecting your health

And she asked you a couple times to quit

And yes she’s stolen your packs/vapes in the past

But once you decide to quit, she’s there for you

She also just takes all of your stuff, forcing you to go cold turkey

And she doesn’t listen when you say it’s dangerous

So hopefully you’re successful

Or it gets really bad and you have to go to the hospital and then she sees that she was wrong lol

[proqhetic]

hiii, my ask is about young shauna x fem!reader whose been avoiding touching her all day but shauna is like super needy on the low and ends up touching herself BUT THE READER DOESNT LIKE THAT AND ENDS UP FUCKING HER ANYWAY..im so sorry if thats too much😭

a/n: not too much at all!! don’t worry anomz 🤗 i don’t usually write this much smut though so please excuse me 🙏

you’ve been driving shauna insane. all day.

and yet you seem oblivious to her cries for attention. she’s tried everything: sitting on your lap, holding your hand for just a bit too long, tracing patterns down your arm in class, even a risky kiss in the locker room before soccer.

nothing worked, always giving her a “not noww”, or a “later, baby”. (even though you weren’t wrong for saying so — she was doing all this blatantly in front of ALL your friends) and shauna wouldn’t take no for an answer.

that’s led to this moment, where you and some of your teammates are sitting scattered across your dimly lit living room about to finish some movie van brought over. your parents weren’t home, so the obvious thing to do was invite half your soccer team over for dinner and a screening.

shauna had entangled your legs together under your shared blanket at some point, which you had to undo when you stood up to use the toilet. she wordlessly pouted at you, clearly frustrated. at this point, you had sort of connected the dots together, and gave shauna a teasing smirk as you sauntered off.

but when you returned just a couple minutes later, there was no trace of her anywhere.

“where’s shauna?” you ask, frantically looking around. “she said she wasn’t feeling too well, said she was gonna rest in your room for a bit,” van mentioned off-handedly. though you haven’t formally told the whole team that you two were together yet, they all knew how close you and shauna were, so her taking your room for a bit didn’t raise any suspicion.

before you could finish that thought, the movie ended and the credits started rolling. “oh, shit! it’s almost one,” lottie pointed out. “god van, how long was that movie?” nat grumbled as she pried herself out of lottie’s embrace.

“oh come on, you could barely tell that it was two and a half hours.”

the whole room exploded into chaos with everyone frantically packing up and making their ways home (namely the ones who still have curfews). and then, the storm settled just as quick as it started. the only person who wasn’t out of your house at this point was shauna.

you climb up the stairs and head to your room to check on her, until you hear it.

“fuck, please… pleaasee”

you couldn’t believe your ears. barging in, you’re met with a very exposed shauna, legs spread with her shorts down to her ankles. her hair was a mess splayed against the pillow, and two of her fingers were sloppily circling her swollen clit.

“what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” you storm towards the bed and climb in front of her, causing her to stop just before she could finish, eliciting a frustrated whine out of her.

your hand reaches for her wrist and lifts it up, inspecting her soaked digits. “were you touching yourself, shauna? were you secretly fucking yourself up here while all our friends were right downstairs?”

she moans again at your words, body shuddering. you take your own finger and trace it up her slit, feeling the pool of wetness already gathered there, and you can’t help but groan at the sight. realising that this was all your doing, you could feel a similar wet patch growing on your own underwear.

without warning, you shove two whole fingers inside her with ease. shauna cries out as her back arches off the bed, her legs closing instinctively before you pry them apart again with your free hand.

“uh-uh, don’t do that. this is what you wanted, right?” you reprimand, curling your digits justtt right.

you start to speed up, and shauna’s knuckles are starting to turn white from how hard she’s gripping the sheets. her eyes shut and she whines loudly as you continue relentlessly. you start to feel her hips bucking against your hand in tandem, desperate for any extra friction.

leaning down, you rasp into her ear, “so fucking needy…” making her throw her head back, exposing her pale neck. you take the opportunity in front of you, placing open mouthed kisses all over it.

“shit, i’m so close…” she manages out in between breaths. you slow down your pace just so as to not tip her over the edge, causing her to groan in frustration, almost angrily. “what the fuck are you doing?” she grunts, and you shush her in response. “hold on…”

you shift your body back down, till your head reaches her core. after picking up the pace of your fingers again, shauna’s easily worked up once more. grinning up at her as her hooded eyes met yours, your mouth latches onto her sensitive clit. shauna almost screams as her whole body jerked, her hand immediately flying to your head and tangling her fingers in your hair, gripping your head and pushing you impossibly closer.

her actions spurring you on, your tongue only flicked the bundle of nerves even faster, before sucking on it again with a moan, letting her feel the vibrations against her.

just like that, shauna snapped. her back arched, completely off the bed as her eyes instantly shut. you helped her ride out her orgasm while she came down from her high.

the two of you collapsed into your bed, chests heaving. you turn on your side to face shauna, scooting over to hold her in your arms and cuddle her. “have you learnt your lesson?” you softly whispered with a giggle, looking down at shauna. the brunette’s face contorted into one that was evidently concealing a grin.

“i still don’t really get it… teach it to me again?”

[quitealotofsodapop]

I've sent a similar ask before, but in peachsoup I want to see everyone's reaction to Sun Wukong being named Peaches.

Nehza: *face palms.* No memories and he is still subconsciously pining.

Erlang: *on the floor laughing* It takes a special kind of simping to do it with no memory.

Macaque: *crisis because even with no memory, Wukong chose his nickname for him as a name, but also he's supposed to be angry about dying but peaches-*

Prev.

Dont worry about resending. My inbox is stuffed to the gills and I get lost in it. Also indenting doesnt seem to work right when im on mobile.

I ended up making a bit of character dialogue based on this ask between Peaches and his school-friend "Nez"

Nez: "So how did you get the name Peaches?" Peaches: "Oh! When Dadsy- uh dad found me and MK, he called me it because peaches were pretty much the only thing I ate." Nez, agreeing hum: "Make sense." Peaches: "Then when we were adopted, we needed new legal names - so Zhu Taozi it was!" Nez: "So... you never considered having another name? I mean, the legal folk definitely gave you time to think about it. Why did Peaches resonate with you?" Peaches, twirling hair in thought: "This is gonna sound weird... but I felt like it's always been my name." Nez: "Really?" Peaches: "I know! It sounds so weird! But when I heard it for the first time, it just sounded so natural. Like someone I care about a long time ago called me it? Nez, intrigued: "Oh... so you think it was a nickname from a sibling or a parent or...?" Peaches, confidently: "I think it was someone I was in love with." Nez, memory thread unlocked?: "OH. Oh um... how can you tell?" Peaches, blush creeping: "I don't know! When I sit and meditate on stuff like this, I can just imagine someone just so beautiful with this deep voice chuckling my name like it was meant for me." (*hugs his own body lovingly*) Nez, honesty touched: "Aww..." Peaches, little embarrassed: "I'm sorry. Thats sappy." Nez: "Nah, it's really cute. Who knows? Maybe it's a sign from Yue Lao about who your soulmate it. He sometimes uses dreams to push fated lovers towards one another." Peaches, tail swishing with excitement: "Oh my gods, you're right! It could be a premonition! I wonder if my fated one is as beautiful as I see them! Nezha, internally: "He can't remember over 2000 years of life, but he can remember what his mate used to call him. It would be funny if it wasn't so bittersweet."

Once Macaque gets back, it's hard to see where his face mask begins and end. Learning that even with his memories gone Wukong chose to be called "Peaches", sends the shadow monkey into a conflicted mess. He's mad about getting KO'd obvs, but "Peaches" is both a tragic example of what if Wukong had died (Peaches is almost his own monkey after all), and a revelation that Wukong never truly forgot his mate.

Erlang is laughing his ass off as all of this goes down. His third eye was just spitting patch updates to him one day and BAM; Wukong's mate is back, and just learned that his amnesiac mate remembered and valued his pet name enough to make it his new name. It's way too funny to keep quiet about. He tells all his sworn bros about it.

When Peaches' family realises that "Peaches" was the pet name his big bro's crush called him back when they were a couple... they think its really cute. But the bad boy still isn't coming over for dinner.

[hyewka]

goodbye.

jesus christ hes getting bolder with his thirst straps lol im totally not losing my mind or anything and my minds definitely not jumping to writing hard thoughts or whatever…….

the tie and the half way pushed down jacket—at first i was like ceo!soobin but then i dispelled those thoughts when my mind went to another au….uptight, too neat and proper for your liking, too genius for your liking, the same scrawny lanky, nerdy and stuck up nose soobin from high school, your academic rival, the height of all your suffering through those treacherous four years, all your hard work being snuffed out when he ended up getting valedictorian instead of you. being the same person you now have to routinely go to for tutoring. humiliation had creeped up on you—you think thats what drove you to do what you did. having him in ruins under you, gasping and sniffling uncontrollably, trying to claw his hands for any warmth, any of your warmth, but hes weak against you—he turns into a puddle when you hiss and hold his hands above his head, his tie loosened, his ironed, previously clean shirt now stained with sweat patches and drool that had fell from his seemingly permeant horny hung open mouth. now suddenly you dont dread coming to these tutor sessions, not when u get him to look so debauched and dirty, a side of him you’d never thought in a billion years you’d see. he just keeps pathetically humping like a perverted dog, seeming like hes lost his all reason just to get to cum. “please, please, please, i cant take—hahhhh..fuck, oh��� i cant, icanticant, let me cum, g-gonna burst”

“admit im better, admit it.” you say through gritted teeth, tightening your hold on his wrist, now doubt bruising— now for whatever reason feeling rage surge through your veins, all the humiliation and insecurity from when you were younger going full blaze

you think soobin mightve lost his mind, or he mightve not been affected as much as you were by the constant pitting and comparison to each other as teenagers, but that wouldnt make sense because he was constantly engaging in bickers and heated arguments with you. or maybe he has no idea what hes saying or—

he does it again, he says it over and over again, like a chant; “youre better, youre better than me, y-you always were—o-oh god, oh god, fuck, youre so smart and— and pretty youre-" hes cut off by his own strangled and muffled moans, ruining, what you assume to be his finest denim jeans

[moonrisecoeur]

IM BACK CUZ IM MENTALLY UNWELL OK. and yes you’re the best sub Leon writer 😏🥱 and yes I liked it, SITTING ON HIS FACE? 😍🥱

I’m so sorry for blasting ur req box but YOURE AN ACTUALLY GOOD SUB LEON WRITER SO can you blame me? concept: idk why but re4 Leon is so free use coded and so imagine he is on a mission with a new assigned partner but she’s an asshole to him (“fuck off man, I can do it myself, “I don’t need your help”, “you’re too nice and gonna be taken advantage of 😐”, etc. You get the gist) and his goofy ass just tryna be nice and helpful, cuz this is leon we are talking about. But the fun part ⁉️ they have cameras installed in the hideout they are saying at for security purposes. But ofc, Leon always tries to check on reader to make sure she’s ok - even if she’s an asshole to him. AND YK WHAT READER DOES 😭 she’s way too horny and just goes at it, girl got a masturbation problem on god. Every night. One night - wrong time and place - Leon opens his laptop to see the cameras making sure she’s ok AND HELP HE SEES HER … yk. And he feels guilty like he shouldn’t watch but he does anyways. And this goes on for weeks. Until one night he’s sick and tired of her always being so mean and he accidentally lets it slip that he’s been watching her LOL AND SHES LIKE UHM BOY WHAT 🙄⁉️ and he tries to play it off like “I didnt mean to” but like, my brother in Christ… you’ve been watching every night for weeks 🤨 wdym you didn’t mean to? ANYWAYS LONG STORY SHORT SHE PUNISHES HIM AND HEAVYYYY ON THE FREE USE THING. Love you bae 😘

i made a couple minor changes just for convenience :) fem reader she/her pronouns!

also i didn’t write the smex scene IM SORRY but i have been working on this all day and i need to get to other asks but i promise i’ll write some more free use in the future because it’s so smexy

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"look, i know you don't like me-"

"oh? really? tell me what you think you know, kennedy," you scowl at him, and though it spooks him just a little, he tries to seem unphased.

he frowns, not hurt by your words but definitely concerned that you'll make a bad partner, "you don't need to be this hostile. we're allies. we're supposed to have each other's backs."

"right..." your voice echos, and leon knows that if it came down to it, you wouldn't protect him, wouldn't save him, would barely help him. he's practically on his own for this mission, just has an extra body with him to shoot at the bad guys.

it hurts, to some degree, because even without knowing you well, and even with you being cold and rude to him, he knows he'd come to your rescue in a heartbeat. something about him feels fond of you, even though in your entire time knowing leon kennedy, you haven't said one nice thing to him.

he thinks that maybe he likes that you've never been nice to him. he doesn't really know what to do with that thought.

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leon is proved wrong.

despite the harshness of your words, you come to his rescue, fighting off the villager who almost decapitated him with an axe like both of your lives depend on it (because they do).

he watches you fight nervously, but when you come out on top, aside from the gash wound you take to the hip, he feels his heart skip a beat.

"this is what happens when you hurt my partner," you groan, holding your side, trying to speak through the pain even though leon can see the blood seeping between your fingers.

you whisper something in your victim's ear, something leon can't quite make out, before you kill him. leon wonders what it was briefly. he decides it doesn’t matter.

you both breathe a sigh of relief, but it's short lived as you collapse to the ground. you saved him. you got hurt saving him.

"here, let me help you," he mutters, coming over to you, not even stopping to ask if you want his help because he knows you'll say no, "stop fighting me. you're hurt and i need to patch you up."

the pain is agonizing, but even through gritted teeth and tense breaths, you push through it. he has to commend you a little bit, you're tougher than you look.

but when you try to push his hand away, claiming "i'm fine, kennedy," he sees the struggle in your face, hears the hurt in your voice. his heart seems to stop. he's worried, "i can do it myself, you don't have to- fuck, dude, i don't need your help-."

"-just relax, okay? i got you..”

you don't have the strength to push him away, but you know you shouldn't anyway, so you just slouch back against the wall and try to breathe, "fine, just fuckin... hurry up."

"i'm just trying to take care of you. we're partners, right? i gotta look out for you," he smiles, trying to lighten the mood even slightly. he wishes that this would be the time the barriers come down, that those skyscraper walls that prevented him from coming any closer to you emotionally could come crashing down, if only for a moment.

"you don't have to do anything. you're choosing to put yourself in danger to help me," you groan as you lean back, looking up at the ceiling, "suprised that no one's tried to take advantage of your willingness to help before."

"someone did," he mutters annoyedly, focusing more on the wound then it being your wound, on your body. his eyebrows, almost naturally furrowed from years of stress, somehow make his face even more sad to gaze upon. it's not that he's unattractive, far from it, but he's... worn. tired. a piece of your heart, no matter how far you keep away from him, aches in sympathy.

-

leon carries you back to the safe room, a hideout you both are using to rest and recover in while you plot your next move. he lays his jacket on the ground to at least give you something comfortable to lie on. you don't look comfortable, but he can't do anything else to help you.

he looks through his things, trying to concoct something that will at least make you feel a little bit better. he finds a first aid spray, and his heart jumps out of his chest in excitement. he uses it to take care of your wound, and waits for you to wake up from your unconscious state.

he decides to go back out, hoping to maybe find some other things to help you both on your mission. he knows you'll berate him for leaving on his own, risking his own life needlessly. but god if he didn't imagine what it would be like if he found something you could really use, and watch your eyes light up. even if you didn't like him, you'd be happy. he wants to see you smile, to praise him for a job well done.

he cringes at how pathetic it sounds, but he sets off either way, leaving you wrapped in his jacket with a note from him saying what he's doing.

-

he doesn't do it intentionally. at least... not the first time. genuinely, he just wanted to check up on you, make sure you were alive and breathing and safe. and you definitely were.

he doesn't know why its so hypnotizing, why he can't put his goddamn phone away with the stupid security app on it. of course it's you, though. you're hypnotizing.

he watches every pixel, every distorted view of you touching yourself in the safe room, obviously unaware that he could... see this. he's glad there's no audio, or else he'd be unable to control himself, even in an abandoned building surrounded by zombies. maybe its the years that haven hardened him, burned the fear out of his soul and numbed him to the presence of those things, but he doesn't feel anything but uncontrollable desire right now.

have you been doing it the whole time? you both had spilt off from each other multiple times, and he would almost be upset at the idea that every time he was fighting for his life and barely, barely winning that fight each time, you were getting off a couple hundred feet from him in another room... if it wasn't so fucking hot to watch you masturbate.

he keeps watching until he notices that you're having an orgasm, body twitching and your chest heaving up and down as you take deep breathes. it's so fucking sexy, leon probably could have cum on the spot if he watched anymore.

-

you keep doing it. he keeps watching it. over the course of the mission (of course he had to be stuck on a long, secluded recon mission with you of all people) he's watched you too many times. he doesn't think he has enough fingers to count how many times, which either means he's been on this mission longer than he thought or you have a fucking addiction. he's almost kind of impressed at how efficient you are. takes you 10 minutes tops, and then you just get back up and keep on trucking? his sentimental, post-nut ass could never.

and, though you recovered from your wound, you haven't displayed any sense of gratitude for leon taking care of you when you passed out after getting hurt. not that he expects it, truthfully. you saved his life, he saved yours. you were even.

he just doesn't feel like he's broken any new ground. he feels like, if anything, you feel even further away, emotionally. he's about had it.

"hey, we need to talk," he says, ominously; he doesn't intend it to be so, "i understand you don't like me. it's fine. i don't even care anymore. but i am tired of you talking to me like i'm a pushover."

you look over at him, reloading your gun with a displeased look on your face. leon hates the inner urge he has to cave and apologize to you, as if his body would rather give up any sense of dignity he still has in favor of being slightly more tolerable to you.

"well? are you going to say something?"

you scoff, looking away, "didn't know you were so fucking sensitive, kennedy," and you turn around, ready to walk out, before he snaps, "this isn't a pleasure trip. sorry you're not having a good time."

"clearly you're having a good time with all the pleasure you're giving yourself while i'm trying not to die."

he stops. panicking. trying to think of how to spin the words he just said and make it not sound like he knew every tell you had when you were about to cum or exactly how you touch yourself in order to get yourself off quickly.

you stop as well. and you look back at him with this expression on your face that is completely unreadable.

maybe it wasn't the best move to reveal the only card he had left to play if it mean he would get this reaction out of you considering that, again, you so clearly do not like him.

... right?

"what... did you say, kennedy?" you ask, pure venom in your voice. it's not a question, you so clearly heard him correctly.

"i- i'm sorry, i didn't mean to say that-"

"have you been watching me?" you take a step closer, eyes boring into his soul so intensely he can't make eye contact. he has no way out of this situation. he feels out of breath, nervous, god why are you getting so close to him? "answer me, leon," not kennedy, leon, "have you been watching me masturbate?"

he looks up, trying to keep himself from making eye contact. he knows the second he looks into your eyes, he will be putty in your hands, free for you to mold into whatever you'd like. he knows you're not looking at him with distain like usual, it's something else.

something hungry.

"yeah," he breathes, barely getting the world out at all. you take a deep breath, as if you're debating what you're going to do.

"what you did was wrong, you see that, right?"

"yes, i know, but-"

you scoff, annoyed. god why in this moment, just inches away from you, you notice the moles on his neck, the angle of his jaw, the entrancing aura of his eyes. it's so damn distracting, and you have to pull yourself together, "but nothing. you watched me without my consent, you got off on it, didn't you?"

"god, you're making it sound so bad, i... i'm sorry, okay? how can i make it up to you?" he asks, trying so damn hard as always to please.

this is where you come to realize that maybe you didn't hate leon kennedy all this time. maybe you found yourself too comfortable, too at ease in his presence. maybe he was safe and sweet and gentle and it didn't sit right because nothing in a world with zombies and bioweapons and cults and parasites was gentle. but leon is.

you look down, considering your options, "i have an idea. you're free to refuse and we go back to before, and you get nothing from me. do you want to hear it?"

"sure?"

you take a breath, going for it, "i’ll be… blunt. if you couldn’t tell, i’m a bit.. insatiable. i need something to get myself off now that i’m getting bored of my own hands out here. you help me, and i’ll forgive you for watching me.”

his thoughts stop. he genuinely can’t put together a coherent thought, what did you mean? "are you.. are you fucking serious? you barely speak to me, every time you do speak to me you act like i'm the scum of the earth, you act like i'm not here when i saved your ass and carried you and patched you up, i-”

you cut him off with a kiss. it’s not gentle, it’s rough and messy and your fingers dig into the skin of his cheeks, leaving him red and breathless. he finally gets it. you don’t want him to help you, you want to use him.

he lets you push him down, pin his body to the wall as you kiss him breathless. he lets you dig your nails into his neck even if it hurts. he lets you touch and kiss him as rough or as gentle as you like. and you don’t like being gentle, clearly.

“use me,” he whispers between kisses, and when you pull away, eyeing him intently, as if urging him to explain himself, he does, “do whatever you want. just keep going until you’re satisfied. don’t… don’t hold back. whatever pleases you… i want that. i want to please you.”

“awh, you just want me to be happy with you, don’t you?” you coo at him, endeared by his selflessness. truly a good man in a bad world, “that’s all you’ve ever wanted, hm? for me to like you?”

his resolve cracks just a little bit more, “uhm, yeah…” he his voice is shaky, unsteady, and he just needs to give in.

“then you’re going to let me do this every single time in horny and need something to get myself off. i’m going to do whatever i want to you, and i’m not going to ask. you’re just going to let me. if you don’t, then we go right back to being enemies, and you really don’t want that, right?”

he stutters aimlessly, his knees going weak. he’d truly be done for if you weren’t hold him up with a strength he did not know you had.

and you just keep going, “i’m not going to ask or care if it’s a bad time. i want it to be inconvenient, uncomfortable, ill-timed. i want it to be permanently in your head that i can have you whenever i want you. that i can do whatever i want to you.”

“only i get to have you, got it?”

“g-got it,” he mutters weakly, feeling your hands on him, touching him in places he hasn’t been touched in a while. he didn’t realize how desperate he was.

“only i get to touch you, only i… get to fuck you.”

he nods helplessly.

“it’s too bad i didn’t bring a dildo in my bag when we set off for this mission, because i would so fuck you with it until you’re seeing stars and apologizing for going behind my back… but i suppose i’ll just have to satisfy myself with your cock…”

[yume-writes]

HIIII its me again, here to share some TFP x MCB stuff. Im the anon who wrote the 'OP and Blue cop bonding/Adoption' I've got more stuff for today yipee :)

Okkk i have a lot of notes for today so get ready huehuehue. I'm just gonna barf it all here and wait for your humble reply. First up, What would be the TFP bots and the MCB bots first reaction/meet be like? Lets say its the MCB season 1 crew that landed into the TFP world, and to me i like to think that they all appear in different locations from each other, maybe some in pairs or groups like Jun, Blue Cop and perhaps Mega Trucker? Black Hook and his crew. Crest and Wild Guardy. (Honestly its for the fanfic writers to have more chapters for their fics instead of a whole grp appearing together and make it very crowded. But who's to say?) ohh and maybe Heavy Iron near the Decepticons lmao. Here the thing that gets me thinking, the MCB crew, they are kinda terrible in being discreet, they are gonna reveal themselves the minute they appear. But lets say (again) that they have braincells and they know that they aren't in their world anymore and decided to go into their alt mode.

However, if you compare the cybertronians alt modes, human vehicles and the cardbots, you can see that the Cardbots are quite futuristic i.e their eyes on the window shied or the internal structure of of their insides. They are also quite expressive anyways.

Im gonna use Blue Cop and Knockout to state some examples.

When you see the cybertronians scan their alt modes, they can replicate exactly what they are scanning. Interior and all. KO's alt mode is an Aston Martin (?) and we get to see his interior in the episodes "Speed Metal" and "Plus One" and tbh it looks like an exact replica of the car he scanned (at least close enough to fool humans as it actually looks like a earth vehicle interior)

Now looking at the Blue cop, his alt mode to me just screams 'not this era', futuristic even. Window eyes? Making them quite expressive even in their alt modes. Blue Cops interior, from the first episode where Jun first meet him, it already looks quite alien and different from a standard cop car. (maybe its the different show styles but i digress) It would kinda raise some flags to people, especially in a small town in Jasper Nevada where word gets around fast. Seeing an unknown, unlicenced and morden looking cop car driving around and only a child that is in the car would raise some questions (especially if they got a peak inside). And comparing their own law enforcement cars to Blue cop? That is not their town cop or any cop for that matter cause he would look sooo different.

Generally, the cardbots would just give off a vibe that just makes people look at them like "tf is that vehicle? never in my life have i seen that kind off vehicle before." Agent Fowler would get calls from his superiors saying there are 'interesting' vehicles roaming around Jasper (ahem, the cardbots) with children and would send team prime to handle it or their own scanners picked up unusual activity somewhere. Que the meet ups where the autobots and cardbots meet or the decepticons taking the cardbots in. Just that the cardbots are gonna get discovered pretty quick. Seeing a flying pirate ship is wild ngl.

Would it be peaceful meetings or would a fight go down? Perchance. Second, Heavy Iron looks like MEGOP love child. OMG the i saw a post on tiktok and another on here, i can't get rid off that image. Miko would deff see the resemblance and now Team Prime can't get it out of their head. Third, TFP has this called the uhhh cortical psychic patch. Do you think it will work on the cardbots? If it does, maybe Megs or Soundwave could like kidnapped Blue cop or something and try to use this patch on him to learn more about the cardbots yk since he is the equivalent of a prime. I know the patch thing can lead to serious consequences (i think, correct me if im wrong) perhaps Blue cop could go through an amnesia arc? or like in an episode in TFP similar to when Megs possessed Bee but its Blue cop.

Lastly, I just want more Blue Cop angst cause he is my pookie and i wanna see my babygirl cry. (sorry not sorry) Let's say the Con's manages to find an iacon artifact/relic or smth (If shockwave is in this maybe he would create it?) that is able to like control someone, bend them to the user's will. Megatron would get it and use it in Blue cop (other cardbots like Fleta Z and Black Hook's crew too?) as like a Star Guardian is like equivalent to a Prime and like Blue cop is quite powerful in his own right so Megs would use him against his own team. It also showcases Blue Cop's actual skills when he is not holding back (He is so smol but soooo vicious when fights, i mean he is a guardian for a reason right?)

The relic/creation could be like a head gear (matching crowns?) or something similar to a broach that magnetizes itself to their chest plate? And the best part, it interferes with the Metal Breath so Blue Cop can't be sealed and the others basically can't do anything but to get the relic/creation off Blue. TADA!!!! I AM DONE YIPPEEE apologies for all that info dumped into one ask. Take your time for the reply! this is like one of my longest asks.

MCB x TFP crossover

Never apologized for info dumping!! I love getting long asks like this!!! Also thank you for sending more asks!!

I know that in the MCB universe, earth vehicles are based on the cardbots alt modes so they are similar. I mean, if I remember correctly, the police use the same model of police car as Blue Cop. So in their universe they can blend in well. But that's in their universe, they would stick out like a sore thumb in the tfp universe

Like you said, they have more futuristic and modern alt modes, so people would pay more attention to them. Along with that Jasper, Nevada is a small town, everyone knows each other there, there would be a very small number of cops in the town, they would know all the police in town. So seeing this cop car, that doesn't look like any in town, would bring up suspicion

Also that whole thing about the cardbots alt mode looking different just reminds me of Mega Ambler's alt mode. Forget Blue Cop being found out first, Mega Ambler has his scope on his alt mode, what ambulance has that?! Also this is all considering that Black Hook doesn't show up, which would be highly unlikely considering he showed up above Jun's neighborhood

The MCB bots getting split up would be very interesting because of the different ways they would interact. Blue Cop and Jun could meet the tfp kids first and their guardians because of them driving through the town trying to figure out where they are. And the kids see this and realize that they have to be a bot, and taking them out of town to talk

They wouldn't fight each other, but the same can't be said for the others. In the fic, Metal Card-Autobot by Hunterhummingbird on ao3, they had Mega Ambler and Ratchet fight each other. Mega Ambler would, probably, be one of the ones to be more likely to fight. Phoenix Fire would be paranoid, extremely so, being in another universe. Dexter would be on edge as well, I kinda want him to end up near MECH, just because of his previous distrust of humans. Listen I love putting all my favorite characters through trauma

I know that in a previous ask someone said something about Heavy Iron ending up near the cons, like you said, and I want him to end up near Megatron. All the cons would be on edge and would try fighting him, of course the vehicons are destroyed which leads to Megatron coming to see what is happening, who is this strange bot. Megatron could see how strong Heavy Iron is and plan to use him, telling him to join the cons. Heavy Iron tells him to frag off and they start fighting. The amount of fighting and the numerous cannon shots tips off the Bot and the cardbots they have with them. So they show up and take Heavy Iron with them

So many people have said that Heavy Iron is MegOp's child, and I agree with that. All the bots and cons see that as well but never really say anything, that would be extremely awkward to mention so they just don't. Miko takes one look at him and blurts it out, Heavy Iron just side eyes her and doesn't answer

I do think that the patch could work on the Cardbots, I mean even if it doesn't work this is Shockwave we're talking about, he'll find a way to make it work. I don't know much about the consequences of the patch, the wiki doesn't really say anything, but one thing I see is that the victim can remember all their memories at once, and that includes all the traumatic ones. Also in Cyberverse it can cause extreme pain for them, not sure if it's the same in tfp

But during Tfp Megatron can get into Bee's mind and even take over his body due to the patch, so it wouldn't be weird to imagine it can cause Blue Cop to lose his memories. The poor guy still believes that Machina is alive and that the Star Guardians are still alive as well. No one wants to tell him the truth, but they do, and he just goes through denial for a long time. He can't believe his home is gone and that his friends are dead. The knowledge they're in another universe is insane to him as well. They do eventually get his memories back, but it's concerning seeing him grieving

Also I have had so many thoughts about Blue Cop being controlled and forced to fight his friends. I know I've talked about it in a previous ask but the knowledge that Blue Cop has been holding back, to not hurt them, would scare them. Blue Cop is beating them up like it's nothing, even Heavy Iron and Black Hook are having trouble keeping up with him. It really puts into perspective what a Star Guardian is, someone who was chosen to protect Deus Maxhina

Maybe the relic would be similar to a broach, like the ones used in Earthspark, like the one to control Hashtag. Also how about Blue Cop knowing and seeing everything he's doing while being controlled, but he can't do anything about it. Just crying and begging him to stop, to stop attacking his family, trying to take control but he can't, and begging the others to stop him, to make sure he doesn't hurt anymore, especially Jun.

[princessbrunette]

more baby daddy - barely holding down a job because of his attitude - line cook jj cause i don’t have the ability to rationalise my thoughts so 😍. line cook jj that gets sent home early cause of a fairly bad burn and comes home to mamas having a very brief ‘im not sleeping im just resting my eyes’ in the living room and their tot (toddler) playing pretend in her little fake kitchen. just dirty blonde locks slightly too long falling in her face while she slams into papa j’s legs like she very well could have been a quarterback in the future. her little face scrunching up in worry when she realises he’s hurt and helping him (not really) fix his boo boo. mamas waking up with a startle later on to the pair cooking dinner together 🥹 just like daddy 😭

im screaming these papa jj thoughts are literally melting me omg :((

im gonna say she has readers hair just cos inclusivity but he sees she has little bows stuck in it that she’s clearly done herself trying to copy the cutesy styles you do with your own hair and he just melts :((

her pointing out his booboo and bringing her pretend nurses kit to him and ‘looking after him’, fake stethoscope round her neck and shaking her head repeating things she’s heard you say when you’ve patched him up in the past :(( “have to be… have to be careful dada. bad booboo.” “i know baby, daddy was silly at work.”

and then she shifts her attention, toddling over to her kitchen set. “im at work too.” she states matter of factly, going back to playing.

“oh you are? my bad, kiddo. didn’t mean to interrupt.” he apologises, following her over to the set and realising it’s a kitchen :(( and omg :((

“work like daddy. food.” she points and he just melts.

“you a cook like daddy? wow, i think you might just be better than me. can you make me some dinner?” he sits cross legged beside her, watching her. you wake up and see the two of them stirring pots and flipping plastic eggs, cackling when the fake egg flies out the pan by accident :(((

[hijackalx]

GALE SFW HEADCANONS:

finally we got our lover boy here. its not a secret that he like gets super easily attached. i kind of hate that they patched that out bcz it fit his character so much. but yeah in my mind its canon he gets attached suppperrr easily also kind of the type of guy to love bomb tav. not in the manipulative way tho like he genuinely thinks hes in love.

he gives everything he has in relationships too like tav IS his everything. he can be pretty clingy but thats just cuz he loves them so much ❤️ ok yandere vibes hold on. not really but imagine.

the type of dude to draw pictures of him and tav holding hands in his diary (they are not drawn good) also definitely talks to himself a lot, or maybe to his cat (sometimes abt tav)

hands down the funniest mf at camp like hes the type thats just naturally funny he doesnt even try to be. its hard to take him serious sometimes bcz of it😭😭 he gets mad af about it too. like his funnyness is a blight on his existence he just wants to be taken seriously. also feel like he has the worst luck too like fucked up things always happen to him and thats also hilarious LMAO constantly has the camp in stitches

he has bad spatial awareness so hes always triggering traps and tav gets so mad 😹😹😹

love language:

giving= words of affirmation and quality time

always wants to be with tav. also loves to compliment them but he does it in his corny ass wizard way lol like in the most extra way possible. he cant just say "ur eyes look beautiful today" hes got to say some shit like "ur viewing orbs are looking most ravishing this eventide". i bet he would write poetry abt tav but he wouldnt give it to them bcz hes lowkey embarrassed 😔 like insecure in his ability not embarrassed by the action itself. he just wants to do tav justice and he doesnt think he can.

receiving= quality time

as long as tav wants to be with him too hes happy. he worries abt being too clingy so sometimes he'll distance himself and if tav closes that distance on their own itll make him so happy. like thats the best thing ever to him. to have somebody that wants to be in his presence and listen to him ramble.

i feel like gale is similar in height to astarion so like 5'11/6' hes probably closer to 5'11. like that is the most gale height to me. also hes a little thicker with some muscle. hes def got a lil belly 🤭❤️ his pecs are rlly smthng too like thats where most of his muscle goes. those look heavy let me carry them for u king 🤲🏻😼

GALE NSFW HEADCANONS:

A FREAKKKKKK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS MAN IS A FREAK. WHAT was that shit in the sky ?????? THE FUCK ??? like he is THE MOST kinky mf here he will do almost anything. ONLY with ppl hes comfortable with tho. otherwise hes vanilla af. i honestly feel like hes mostly submissive tho just cuz hes chill like that. equally gives and receives. like straight up tav is his BABY he will do ANYTHING for them. probably introduced to most of his kinks thru tav (and mystra....... unfortunately.....)

loves to give head. like dear god. will beg tav to let him for real. hes very good at it too

incorporates sooo much magic. will make fake!gale fuck tav so he can watch. will use hot and cold magic and all that. electricity. the thunder stuff or whatever its called. literally anything u can think of to spice it up. he has thought of it. will also do freaky shit like using magic to mess with tav in public if u know what i mean

doesnt have a high body count i lowkey feel like mystra was his first. and he hasnt smashed anybody since. until tav.

exhibitionist AND humiliation kink. so these work hand in hand bcz like i said he doesnt do kinky shit with ppl hes not comfortable with so doing it where strangers might see is ultimate humiliation for him. but also likes to humiliate tav with it too.

will say a lot of nasty shit. this i feel he doesnt go super overboard with but its nasty compared to how he usually is. mostly when hes begging.

im gonna say gale has a solid 5 on him. and hes got hair i feel like most of the companions do but it works rlly good on gale lol. like hes got a happy trail and everything 🤤 nice hairy armpits too so u know hes got that manly ass MUSKK 💦💦💦 anyway i think his pp is pretty straight. like a wand lol. its a pretty normal pp.

aftercare with gale is the best yo like he makes sure tav is taken care of first and then cleans up on his own unless tav offers which he usually tells them to rest lol. hes just so sweet.

[simmingelitist]

for my own benefit rly im just gonna keep a list of things im finding out poking around tumblr/forums/blog posts/etc.

IKEA stuff & other missing content: "Please note that modern licensing restrictions have required the removal of 1 pack and some of the original songs, but we have included as many as possible." licensing issues for packs like this arent new (hi katy perry), interestingly theres no such notes for the sims 1 which includes irl celebrities, not just in superstar but also drew carey in house party since there is missing content, the file size may be smaller than UC

small improvements to the games graphics rules that u could DIY in basically any version of ts2

ts2 incorporates an old version of shadow fixes, without credit or nopke's permission (simnopke) (shadow fixes)

holiday stuff being hidden is an old bug thats present in UC, its still broken in legacy collection

it looks like bodyshop is gone?

ive seen several ppl saying that the denuvo tag was for the included sims 4 kits (why r those there lmao), that the old games dont actually have denuvo (sidenote it kinda bites that i alrdy have those kits lol)

some questions i have:

does the ui look better in ts2? cas notoriously looks bad on widescreen resolutions. chris hatch made a fix for this and if EA is making a habit of stealing modders fixes this is worth looking into

does the ui look better in ts1? theres various fan patches for that listed here, same questions as above

i dont think anyone can actually answer this but how tf were pink soup & texture memory corruption fixed? everyones guesses seem to be making it 64bit or large address aware which many of us know only work so well. i wanna know more than "someone got pink soup" bc i think players often falsely assume the pink flashing itself is the problem & not a symptom of another problem

is it available to mac users? i am not a mac user but this is the #1 thing that would make it worth re-releasing imo

which original songs were removed from ts2?

im ignoring anything abt whether it runs better/worse for now til i know exactly what changes were made, cos until that point its all anecdotal

[wassupmygays]

yap about ur headcanons about the socs pls!!

heheeh okay some misc things about the soc guys that have popped into my head throughout the week (im sorry this is so long)

EDIT: ok ive put it all under the cut bc it got so long but i do yap a little bit about each soc guy so please read hehe :)

Chet

chet and his family moved from california when he was in 3rd grade. his first friend in town was one sodapop curtis on his little league baseball team

his dad is a cop and wants to advance up the ranks, and his mom wants to make sure they keep up their good social standing, so chet was not friends with soda for long

you know those boys in like 5th grade that crack all the dumb jokes, hit all the door frames, and tease every girl "because he likes her"? thats chet and trip

this is inspired by @/sky4cherry iirc but chet does Nawt get attention at home man. his dad is always busy with work and a little mean (yknow how dads are in the 60s) and his mom is always working on the next social function or trying to appease his dad. anyways he is just always at another soc guy's house just to have someone Talk to him

i think he picks up drinking and smoking, and fighting, for a similar reason to bob: he just wants his parents to fucking notice he's doing something wrong. but theyre high enough now in the social and job spaces that they can just wipe any misdemeanors under the rug

i cant decide if chet is an only child, or if he has like 2 siblings that are way older than him. idk

Trip

terrance dipp is The Exasperated older brother ever. bro did Nawt want a little brother sorry melvin.

anyways unfortunately i do think trip is very much a guy's guy. that boy is Not a good boyfriend to marcia unfortunately :(((((( at least by the time we get to their sophomore year/the show

him and chet can not be sat together in class. they will never shut up or stop hitting each other.

chet broke his arm one time in like 6th grade. trip threatens to break it again at least once a month

ive said this before but ill say it again: trip and melvin are just soc steve and ponyboy. trip is so tired of his kid brother being in all his sports and trying to tag along to everything

that being said, he was looking out for melvin so much during the rumble. he knew their mom would kill him if he brought his brother home all beat up, but also he really really didn't want him to get too hurt.

he Always goes to marcia to patch him up after hes been in a fight. (after the rumble though, him and marcia are on the rocks, and hes got melvin to worry about. so he just sneaks melvin home and tries to clean him up before their mom sees. its actually a sweet bonding moment between them i think)

trip lovesssss verbally poking fun at any greaser in school, especially two-bit. after he realizes two-bit likes marcia, his mean jokes become a lot more threatening

(i do love trip i promise i just also think hes kinda a mean guy. you know the kind of rowdy douche bags in high school im talking about. im so sorry ksco and sean jones i promise i love trip kdjfkdjf)

Brill

clark brillstein i'll be so incredibly honest i dont have much in my brain for him :((( i gotta sit and think more

i do think he has one of the better home lives out of the bunch, and hes got his lovely perfect girlfriend, and hes good at sports, and honestly i think he just. gets tired of everyone thinking hes got it so perfect all of the time. i think maybe thats why he likes all the fighting so much

while he is relatively happy with his life rn, hes tired of being doted on like hes perfect. and also sometimes he sees everyone else's lives being so shitty, he feels likes hes got to pick fights to justify him feeling bad about his lot.

Paul

ohhh im gonna have to hold myself back from talking about him forever. he will get his own post at some point aDKFJDKFJK

anyways. paul holden. the messiest and most scared gay kid in the town of tulsa

i think he and bob literally grew up together. like their parents are Old old friends, so paul and bob have always basically been brothers despite a 2/3 ish year age difference (i dont feel like doing the exact math). i think bev's parents are also in this old friend group, so pauls known her forever too

anyways. he was probably the bob of his friend group in his class, which is why nobody really really protested darry being in their group. but i also think that when he was with darry, paul didnt really care about the whole social friend group of things too much.

contrary to popular belief i dont think paul is the friend-group-leader type. idk if that makes sense and i can yap about it more but.

anyways post-darry breakup paul is a fucking mess. hes sad and angry and those fights that darry was always trying to stop feel so damn good. maybe bob and his buddies are on to something, and bob's dad always has a full liquor cabinet

Bob

obviously we know the most about bob and his home life and inner psyche and reasons for fighting and honestly all of it really resonates in my brain. like yea im keeping all of that

bro has charisma to the max. like he has always been the ringleader of the friend group, even in like 4th grade when all the boys started becoming best buddies

he used to be such a mommas boy. before her praise just became so meaningless.

oh ive just had a revelation. he is an angrier and more resigned buddy aldridge from rotpl. his dad is pulling the strings to make sure his precious son is climbing all the right ladders.

the difference here tho is bob realized this earlier, and that started his spiral into fights and drinking and causing problems. he wanted to see what would finally make his dad stop covering and fixing everything for him. he never found that limit

he knows cherry cant stand the drinking, and i do think he does feel bad about ignoring her feelings about it. but his urge to push back against everything and spit in the face of anyone who tries to tell him how he should be just overpowers. and god everything is more fun when hes boozed up

[coff-in]

Oh my god can that be my name? Devious Anon? <<<< I mean if you wanna kiss I'm not gonna say no.../j Also that's such a mood this game constantly invades my mind during working daytime hours, thank fuck I am done with finals sooo for now I have some time to fuck around :D Okok so first and foremost, I think the main reason Andrew might not kill baby sis reader is because he thinks she doesn't deserve to be dragged into their old sibling bullshit. Reader is still playing angel most of the time, so Andrew mostly thinks of her as innocent and she still has her whole life ahead of her! I like to think he would at least leave her some sort of message before he kills Ashley and them himself, but she doesn't take well to it because her siblings are dead and that was her whole life and now there's no life ahead of her! (This is compounded if Andrew was her favorite sibling and left the message behind because I think there's an extra layer here of "you'd die for Ashley but leave me behind, so clearly you care about her more than you care about me" and by god will she chase him to hell to terrorize him about this.) I WROTE THAT LINE BC ANDREW'S IN MY MIND WITHOUT RENT 24/7 LIKE AAAAA THIS MAN HAS NO RIGHT!! BEING!! SO DATEABLE!! Like hell I can't blame Ashley or Julia I just-rrrrghh. I read one of your past posts where you mentioned Andrew eating the reader out and all I can think of is him telling her that he'll take such good care of her and to relax when she wakes up to him eating her out first thing in the morning. Anyway. Ahem. Excuse me for that horny thought. If devious baby sis is left behind with the not-favorite sibling...I think she ultimately still loves both her siblings, just unbalanced, so she'll still stick around, but eventually the sibling will kind of realize that reader has lost her light. She can't joke around as much, she stops being a little shit, she's helpful and clings close and gives the sibling affection but there's some measure of distance unlike before (she probably also holds some hidden resentment towards the surviving sibling). This could ultimately go three ways—the surviving sibling eventually patches up with her and becomes her favorite sibling/or at least on equal grounds with the dead sibling (good ending), the surviving sibling goes off the rails as the realization that their baby sister no longer loves them (and maybe never did love them) the way they always thought she would (kinda bad ending bc I can see Andrew resigning himself to this, maybe thinking this is what he deserves, but for Ashley, this is another slap to the face because once again, not even her own little sister puts her first), or little sis reader eventually can't take it and kills herself (bad ending for sure bc I don't think Ashley or Andrew will be sticking around for long after that.)

notes from coff-in: AAAAAHHHHH DEVIOUS ANON DEVIOUS ANON WELCOME TO THE COFFIN!!!! im so happy to have you here! i was honestly refreshing tumblr on my phone waiting to see how'd you respond to my post im sorry!! tcoaal has been a daily in my life for a month now, like ive never been to attached to a piece of media this hard before (besides homestuck) ah anyway, your ask! my response!

[fem] reader-insert, [devious younger sister reader] continued, incest, NSFW, murder

andrew leaving a note for baby sis [reader] would fuck her up SOO MUCH, like holy fuck. this has gotten me thinking about how, what if, reader killed ashley for andrew? like classic yandere style stuff: [reader] sees ashley getting under andrew's skin and pushing his buttons and making him mad. when ashley goes to have her vision she sees [reader] chasing after her instead! "i don't know why you insist on pushing him so much, leyley. why can't you be a good girl like me and do as he says? hm? maybe it's cause you don't love him as much as i do... i'm pretty sure no one ever will really." i'm not the best with dialogue but like GGRRRRRRR I CAN SEE IT IN MY MIND

ashley would then have to worry about andrew leaving her AND her little sis possibly killing her! that's not even taking into accounts andrew's reaction to it since the visions always end after ashley dies... would he resent [reader] for killing ashley? would he kill her in turn and then himself? WHAT IF ASHLEY DEFENDED HERSELF AND KILLED [READER] IN THE VISION??? im really going into hyperdrive thinking all these thoughts

also never apologize for horny in my inbox, this whole blog is my excuse to write porn about me and the graves siblings (and now you guys too!! yay!!! :D) i saw it come up on the tcoaal subreddit that andrew would eat pussy and it just made so much sense in my head. i headcanon that andrew likes to eat pussy (idk if he's any good but he's eager to learn) and is an ass man. i mean he talks about ashley's fat ass in the motel room, and how he would slap her cheeks when climbing into their parent's house, AND THE SCENE WHERE HIS FINGERS ARE THROUGH ASHELY'S BELT LOOPS!!! god i can imagine his waking up baby sis [reader] with the most sloppiest head ever, rubbing her thighs and saying how he's "gonna be a good big brother and take care of you"

he's biting her inner thighs and sucking on her clit/dick (for all the lovely little sisters who have one) and just GRRRR ITS NOT FAIR HE'S NOT REAL!!! he tells her to "be a good girl and cum, cum in big brother's mouth" and i just... [reader]'s going to have to most intense orgasm ever because it's an absolute dream come true for her!!! probably passes out due to how hard she came... and it's only fair that she returns the favor when she wakes up, no? ;)

i can see the awkward and silent car rides with [reader] and her least/second favorite sibling. the empty space between that used to be filled with their bickering and laughs is just... quiet now. they ask her what's wrong and she just continues staring ahead of her until she lets out a silent, almost missable "i miss andrew/ashley..." i actually don't know how much more angst i can write until it becomes a full on oc/reader insert fic (man if only someone could write what they wanna see *looks in the mirror*)

ah... but thank you so much devious anon for adding ur brainworms to this blog, they have throughly burrowed their way into my head. and i dont want them to leave :) (*makes out sloppily with you*)

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coff-in

[el-max-jenna]

inspo from The Vow, a movie i watched with my grandma and her sister !! this is one of the first fics/one shots (not really a one shot tho cause im prob gonna write a pt 2 but wtv) that im moving to tumblr, if you follow me on wp you’ve prob read this before. there is angst so keep in mind if you’re a fluff girl !!

y/n's pov

"god...i love your handwriting jen" my eyes dart up to hers as she giggles, a soft blush blooming across her face. "thank you, love..." she says, i could tell she's flustered just from her tone of voice. i sigh, laying back and silently admiring her, her gentle breaths, her scattered freckles, her sunkissed skin...what did i do to deserve this? this beautiful woman?

she looks up at me through her lashes, an amused smirk on her face '"so how long are you gonna just stare at me and not kiss me darling?"

her words immediately make me realize how long i've been staring, lips parting as i search for an explanation. she giggles as i scramble for words, leaning in and pressing her soft lips to mine, making my mind go blank. "it's fine dear...i'm joking" she whispers against my lips, pulling away and continuing to write a paper for her work.

i watch, captivated, as she writes out her lines, this is always how she's memorized her lines, writing them out, locking them in her mind. that's why she's the most talented actress i know...and somehow she's my beautiful girlfriend.

"are you almost done babe?" i say softly, looking at her lovingly as i watch her graceful movements, the way her hand drifts over the paper. "yeah babe- let me just..." i watch as she jots down her last line, her scrawled writing somehow still seeming more beautiful than mine. "alright, let's go" she says with a smile, i take her hand and smile as she leads me out the door, ushering me into her passenger seat and refusing to let me drive "no love, you're my passenger princess" she says, smiling. i roll my eyes and let her drive, secretly loving how she spoils me.

timeskip

i'm staring out the window as jenna stops at a red light, seeing her reflection in the black of the window, her love filled eyes and gentle face contrasting against the dark of the night sky outside. i look over at her, unable to keep pretending i don't see her staring. she smiles as i finally look over, cupping my cheek with a gentle hand. "took you long enough" she says, eyes darting down to gaze at my lips, i smile shyly, lips parting as i stare at her own.

i watch as she leans in, cupping my cheek in her gentle hand, feeling her fingertips brush against my jawline and smiling as i lean in, letting her close the distance as our lips finally meet. i smile into the kiss, eyes fluttering closed as i relish the feeling of her soft lips against my own, feeling her pull me in as she moves to deepen the kiss, her hand moving down to my waist as she-

i lurch forward, letting out a shocked gasp as i grab desperately at the seat of the car, feeling the car slam forward as the red light reflects in jenna's wide, brown eyes. i grab at her to attempt to pull her to safety, hide her from the danger. but i watch in horror as her body lurches forward, arms covering her head as the glass of the windshield shatters, scattering the front seats with shards of glass, the glittering fragments freckling our faces and skin with minuscule cuts, bathing my arms in agonizing pain.

i feel my mouth open in horror as if to scream, but no sound escapes my lips, too petrified to choke out a noise. i watch as jenna jolts towards the windshield, tears flooding my eyes as i stare at the red blotch on the dashboard before she slumped back, lying still in her seat. i'm too shocked to feel pain, unable to feel the gashes and cuts in my skin as i stare at my girlfriend. i feel my eyes grow heavy as i look at her, why the hell do i feel so dizzy...? my vision blurs as jenna becomes a red and tan patch amongst the grays and blacks of the car, no- no no no...i cant let this happen, but i cant even think straight as i surrender to an empty black void.

timeskip

i gasp, eyes snapping open as i try to sit up, "hey- lay down sweetie it's alright-" i hear someone say. sweetie?...is that jenna?! "jenna?" i say, my voice scratchy and weak, as if i haven't talked in hours...but that doesn't make sense- i was just talking to jenna...

"sweetie, are you alright?" i look up through blurry eyes, seeing a tall woman standing there. my heart sinks as i focus in more,..not jenna. i study her pale blue shirt and pants...scrubs. am i in a fucking hospital? "oh god...how long has it been?" i say, eyes nervous. "it's...it's been a few days" she says with a sympathetic smile, looking at me pitifully. "jen-..,where's jenna?" i say, frantic now.

"jenna?" she furrows her eyebrows, looking at me "jenna...oh- ms ortega?...yes- she's a few rooms down fro-" "is she okay." i ask, voice firm. "um...she's...she has a bit of amnesia but-" the rest of her words turn into a blur, amnesia...how much did she forget? does she remember me at least? my eyes are slightly foggy as i vaguely hear "i'm sorry ms l/n...i'll leave you alone to process" before the door clicks shut, leaving me alone in the room. i close my eyes and think of my beloved jenna, just a few rooms down, potentially not even remembering my existence...

jenna's pov

i groan as i attempt to roll over, pouting as im blocked by some weird wire sticking out of my arm...what the hell? my eyes shoot open as i stare at the iv in my arm, looking at it piercing my skin with wide eyes. i look down, hearing the rustling of the hospital gown as i shift in the bed. ...fuck. i sigh and feel a pulsing pain in my head, wincing as i lay back weakly. "oh good- you're awake" i hear a soft voice say, my eyes fluttering open and squinting at a short woman in navy, loose fitting pants, a white fitted button down and a white doctors coat.

i see her flash a pity filled smile, holding up a small bottle "just in time for your meds" she says, approaching the bed and carefully handing me the pills, i take them gingerly, drinking down half of the small cup of water and relishing the feeling of the cool water soothing my sore throat. i glance up as she says something about someone named 'y/n' i look at her blankly before realization washes over my face.

"oh- is that the girl who hit me?" i ask curiously, seeing the nurse falter. "...oh" i hear her say, watching her walk over to a nurse in the room and straining my ears to hear what they're whispering, i catch the words 'amnesia', 'girlfriend', and 'room 206' but not much more, i frown. girlfriend?...i don't have-

but i'm startled out of my thoughts by a girl standing at the door, eyes wide and frantic, relaxing as she sees me, i frown curiously, confused at the look of pure relief on her face. i see someone who must be her nurse following her, guiding her to the room.

"jenna?! oh god..." i recoil as she approaches the bed, flinching away from her outstretched hand. "j-..jenna?" she says meekly, her voice just as weakened as mine. "...who are you? how the hell do you know my name?!" i say, face contorted in worry and nervousness. i study her features, feeling an odd sense of recognition, as if i knew her in a past life. she is quite beautiful... "jenna...it's me baby, it's your girlfriend...y/n..." i see her deflate. "i-i'm really sorry, but i don't have a girlfriend..."

[mal0nneiiii]

Hi Mal! I love your writing so much, could you do anything Edd x reader? It can be anything you’re able to come up with! He’s my favorite and I need more stuff about him! Thank you so much if you do this! Mwah 😘💖

a/n: clawing at my walls because it's embarrassing how much i need this fat man-- anyways, hi!! i wrote this listening to the beatles so it got me in a cutesy fluffy mood which resulted in this!

edd x reader

⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ it's no secret you're fond of edd. in fact, fond isn't a strong enough word to describe just how you feel about him. he's kind. he's charismatic. he makes you laugh with those stupid jokes he loves to tell. he has a knack for his career in art, and his love for his favorite fizzy drink is downright laughable. he's a bit of an asshole, but you suppose that makes him that much more endearing. but most of all, he cares deeply about the people he loves. and you're honored that he's integrated you into his own wacky little world. it makes the moments like these, spent together in a cozy silence on the sofa, all that more precious. you're seated on one side, with him on the other. there's a sketchbook in his lap with an unfinished draft of his latest work on the open page. you've had the privilege of being able to browse his work every now and then. it was surprising to learn how shy he actually was about showing it off, but it was a part of him he chose to share with you.

✩‧₊˚ "it's not my best work, honestly. pretty sure i was coming out of art block with this one.." edd mutters as he slides his sketchbook into your hands, a sheepish hand going up to his neck.

you look down at his latest piece of work, thoughtful. doesn't matter which way you tilt your head, you don't see the flaws he's speaking of. maybe it's because you're a little biased. "well, i don't see anything wrong with it.. far as im concerned, it's a great piece!" you look to him with an earnest smile, the kind that crinkles the corners of your eyes. "i think it's perfect, eddie." he blinks. those warm brown eyes of his are gazing at you as if you've hung the very stars in the sky. it steals your breath away with how reverently he's looking at you. you swear there's also this adorable shade of pink coloring his cheeks. you realize you've never actually been this close to him before. sure, you've exchanged plenty hugs, but this was something else entirely. something intimate and precious. every blemish and detail of his face suddenly seems so clear to you now. the way his shaggy hair falls perfectly into place. the rounded slope of his nose. the little patch of stubble on his chin.

has he always been this handsome?

the moment is over as you both quickly look away from one another, equally flushed. "a-anyways! here--" you hand over his sketchbook, to which he takes it back with slightly shaky fingers. "oh, uh.. thanks."

✩‧₊˚ from then on, there's been a definite shift in your relationship. something unspoken, yet mutually agreed upon. edd's brows are pinched together in focus as his pencil glides skillfully across the page. he's about to get into the finer details when a socked foot suddenly appears in his vision, toes wiggling giddily. the stupid polka dot pattern on it has his heart doing this weird happy flutter. his expression is deadpan as he looks over at you. "if you don't get your foot off my damn book." "what're you gonna do, big man?" you giggle as you prod him a little more, eager to see what he'll tolerate before he snaps back to retaliate. you paw at his sketchbook. occasionally, you nudge at his hand. then, you raise your foot and lay it flat against his cheek. that seems to be the last straw.

"you little shit--"

you squeal in delight as a sudden blur of green finds itself on top of you, pinning you against the sofa cushions. a heavy weight is right on your chest, making you wheeze as you bat at his back and shoulders. edd's a big guy-- hell, you can't even fit him in your arms whenever you go in for a hug. but he's so warm.. kind of like a weighted blanket. it'd be a lot comfier if your tits currently weren't being flattened against your ribs.

"get off!! edward, i swear to god--!"

his expression is all shit-eating and smug, even though you can't see it. "nope. i warned you, so now you're gonna suffer."

in response, your thighs lock around his waist and keep him flush against you. his face is burning, and all of a sudden he's grateful that you can't see him. after all, your thighs wrapping his torso was kinda hot--

"fine then," you hum, "but you're not going anywhere!"

edd's voice drops to a teasing croon, one that makes your heart skip a beat as he mutters in your ear. "oh yeah?"

your arms fly around his neck as his hands come behind your back, pulling you both abruptly. you're now seated in his lap, with him keeping you steady by the waist. the both of your faces are flushed, breaths coming out in heavy hot puffs of air. you look like a proper pair of idiots, but you truly couldn't care less.

the mood seems to shift as you both catch your breath. he's so close now.. edd sighs through his nose, shaking his head. yet, there's an affectionate smile on his lips as he looks back down at you.

"you are insufferable.."

you just grin up at him, index finger playfully tapping his nose. his cheeks flush a little darker at that, much to your amusement.

what a dork. "yeah, but you love me."

"..yeah." edd responds softly.

there's a tone to his voice you can't quite place. almost like he's afraid to say it any louder. one of his large hands comes up to delicately brush a few unkempt strands out of your face. it's so gentle, so tender.. a ripple of goosebumps blooms across your skin. and he's looking at you with an expression you've only ever seen on him since that day you complimented his work. those sweet doe eyes stare back into your very soul, making you feel exposed yet so safe. it's perfect.

"eddie?" his name barely leaves your lips. "hm?" "i--"

your goddamn phone goes off. the rosy lens is cracked and suddenly the two of your are jolting away from one another with flustered stammers and apologies. you swear that you're gonna throttle whoever dares to interrupt your precious moment. "sorry, i gotta-- y'know.. work and whatever!"

"no, that's-- yeah! mhm, cool! w-work's important! go, uh... yeah." you rush out the front door, phone in your hand while he's left inside. never has your face felt so hot. and dear god, your heart is beating so fast, it's a wonder you haven't fallen into cardiac arrest yet. your hand cups your cheek, reminiscent of where his own had just been. slightly calloused and rough.. but sturdy. and oh so gentle.

"..fuck." you hiss through gritted teeth. you've been aware of your feelings about edd for a while. you'd hoped that maybe things would simmer away. that these feelings, these thoughts would disappear. he's a physical lover after all. hand holding and prolonged hugs were just the norm for your two. sometimes, that even entailed cuddling! but it seems your heart is insistent at keeping you close. maybe it's wishful thinking, but the optimistic part of you hopes that maybe you aren't misguided in your thoughts. that maybe, just maybe you have a chance with this sweet boy. your thumb swipes across the screen of your phone to return the missed call from your boss.

...the entire phone call, you can still feel your cheek tingling from where edd's thumb had grazed it a few moments prior.