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Houston Beach Style Pool Inspiration for a mid-sized coastal backyard concrete paver and rectangular lap hot tub remodel
#brown shingle exterior#dark wood shingle siding#single shutter#beige brick siding#single white shutter#raised brick hardscape#peacock pavers
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Lap Pool
#Ideas for a remodel of a medium-sized coastal backyard with a rectangular lap hot tub brown shingle exterior#brown shingle siding#beautiful landscape#rectangle pool#single white shutter#beige paved hardscape
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3/4 Bath Bathroom in New York
Inspiration for a small transitional 3/4 gray tile and subway tile marble floor bathroom remodel with a drop-in sink, furniture-like cabinets, gray cabinets, marble countertops and gray walls
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Exterior Brick in New Orleans Mid-sized modern white one-story brick exterior home idea
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Kitchen - Great Room
Design ideas for a sizable, open-concept, transitional kitchen remodel with a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, white cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, ceramic backsplash, stainless steel appliances, an island, and gray countertops with a dark wood floor and brown walls.
#pendant lights#single bowl with offset drain#floating shelves#white shutters#recessed lighting#great room
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Traditional Exterior - Stone Inspiration for a substantial, traditional, one-story stone gable remodel
#cornices & moldings#white exteiror#single entry door#black shutters#black front door#single story home#gable roof
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Stucco Miami Inspiration for a large coastal white two-story stucco exterior home remodel with a hip roof
#garage door white#single front door#natural stone paving#exterior window shutter#white barn garage doors#natural paving stone#two story home
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Vinyl Exterior Wilmington Example of a mid-sized classic white two-story vinyl house exterior design with a hip roof and a metal roof
#low country#beach style home#black shutters#double staircase#white columns#single entry door#second floor balcony
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Asmo's wake-up call
You sensed that were you were not alone and gradually stirred from your sleep. Upon turning over and opening your eyes, an ethereal sight greeted you.
Asmodeus. Head resting on his arms, he leaned against the side of your bed like a fairy tale royal. His skin looked smooth and glistening. His eyes were as clear as an untouched tropical sea. Not a single hair was out of place. Artists would go to battle to acquire a muse even half as wonderful.
Your eyes felt crusty. Even half-closed, the light (or maybe just Asmodeus) was too bright and forced you to squint. Your limbs were inelegantly splayed out across the bed, with a sheet corner tangled around your ankle. There was a spot of dried drool at the corner of your mouth.
"What." That was all you could muster to say. What time was it? What was he doing there? What was going on? It was the prelude to many questions on your mind.
"Oh, you're awake? Good morning, sleepy head!" Asmodeus beamed at you, showing off flawlessly white teeth. Every tooth was perfect. You stared while waiting for your brain to turn on.
"I wanted us to hang out today," he continued, "so I came to see what you were doing. Sleeping in! It was sooo cute. Even now, look at you!"
You felt like a rotten moss-covered log in the forest out back. Asmodeus raised his D.D.D. and started snapping away, preserving the moment for eternity in images. That was a more alarming wake-up call.
Your brain urged its cells to move faster with a spike of adrenaline. Your hand lunged at Asmodeus' arm, grabbing his wrist, trying to sit your body upright. It was always so startling how soft his skin felt. Today's fragrance was something fruity. "What are you doing...?" you managed to say.
Asmodeus grabbed your hand back with delight. "So affectionate in the morning! I love it. I want to make sure I capture all of these adorable moments." You heard more shutter sounds, a whole burst of them.
Nope. Not while you looked like a spoiled potato in bed. This meant war.
#[mc rolls out of bed and falls to the ground] [asmo takes more photos]#idk what to call this. we're going with the old timey in-person definition of “call” not like a phone call#another one i want to continue but right now i can't think of the words to write the rest. been sitting in my drafts for a couple weeks#obey me swd#obey me#obey me!#omswd#obey me shall we date#obey me scenarios#obey me x mc#obey me x reader#obey me asmodeus x you#obey me asmodeus x mc#obey me asmodeus x reader#obey me asmo x reader#obey me asmo x mc#obey me asmodeus#obey me mc#obey me fandom#obey me drabble#om asmodeus#obey me fanfic#obey me writing
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Philadelphia Bathroom Kids
#Inspiration for a small contemporary kids' yellow tile and ceramic tile porcelain tile#black floor#single-sink and wallpaper bathroom remodel with flat-panel cabinets#yellow cabinets#a one-piece toilet#white walls#an integrated sink#white countertops#a niche and a freestanding vanity family-friendly#ceramic#acrylic tub#vertical#shutters#scallop#low-maintenance
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Garage Medium
#Mid-sized attached one-car transitional carport design portico#pendant light#white window trim#single front door#garage#exterior window shutters
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Some guys hated it when their girlfriends posted bikini pictures. Some even left their girlfriends for it, too. All it took was one hint that you wanted to flaunt your skin, and many men not worth their salt would be running for the hills.
But not Gaz.
Nope. He’ll happily flick through the settings in your phone, taking photo after photo, even telling you which poses to hit.
The entire time his eyes are locked on your bare skin, looking at you through the camera with eyes that burn with heat, with want, jeans just a little too tight in the front as he hits the shutter once again.
And when you post them on Instagram, don’t worry about the myriad of men who beg for your attention in the comments.
Because if there’s one thing Kyle is sure of it’s this:
His girl can wear whatever she wants—especially when it makes his blood pump and his heart race—and if anyone has something to say about it, he’ll greet them with his fists. Why? Because you were completely and utterly his. And he might seem like a nice guy when he was in your sheets or carrying your shopping bags at the mall, but if there is one thing he doesn’t have the patience for it’s idiots who think they can speak to his girl without consequences.
“Don’t worry, doll,” he’d tell you, peeking through the curtain of another fitting room, eyes hungry with unabashed desire, “Wear what you like. I know how to fight. Won’t let none of these pricks lay a single finger on you. Now, tell me, love: you want that dress in pink, white, or both?”
#GAZZZZZZZ#I’m a Raising Canes writing this shit rn#gaz nation#kyle gaz x reader#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz smut#kyle garrick#kyle gaz x you#kyle gaz x female reader#gaz x reader#gaz call of duty#gaz x you#gaz x y/n#gaz x oc#gaz cod#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare 2#call of duty#archive of our own#fanfic#slaterbabyasks#indigo#writing#fanfiction
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I've never done a request before so please bear with me🥲
I was wondering if you could do another Francis Mosses x reader.
I really enjoyed your Spouse!Reader x doppelgänger!Francis and wanted to see your take on D.D.D. trainee!Reader x doppelganger! Francis, where we get sent out to 'take care' of Francis.
Really excited to see what you do with this prompt🙏🏾
>nahhh this is a devious prompt, -- I gotchu 🙏😈🙏😈
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“Does this please you, Officer?” // Doppel!Francis x DDD Officer Reader
--Doppelgänger!Francis x DDD Reader tasked with his neutralization 🙏
-!! AFAB Reader, -- though genetalia isn't outright explicity stated -(?) -- there is room for your imagination though 😋
-!! CW: nsfw- (smut), ; Dubcon /// Hand-job; sex against a wall; degradation; implied overstimulation
A/N: the number of Francis requests are CRAZY, -- and I completely understand why, -- man's actually majestic <3.
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This was not how you planned to spend your Tuesday night,— grumpy and exhausted, woken up mid-sleep by an emergency dispatch.
“Mm… hello.?” Your groggy voice speaks into the ringing phone, eyes still sticky from sleep.
“Emergency Dispatch: Doppelgänger identified at Complex II,— repeat, doppelgänger identified at complex II,— dispatch agent, neutralize the threat”. They clicked off, leaving you alone in the dark.
Fuuuuuuck….
You fit yourself to your uniform quickly, practically ripping the hazmat suit in an attempt to get inside. Stupid cheap uniform.
Hurriedly, you grabbed your gear before rushing out the door, immediately stopping to softly tiptoe down the hall, (it would be inconsiderate to wake your neighbors at this hour).
You bolt out the complex, trying your best with the minimal light from the lampposts to groggily stumble your way to Complex II. You recall briefly the mention of a new doorman, a rookie. You figured it made sense,— poor new guy’s first day and he’s greeted by what you can assume as a particularly aggressive doppelgänger.
Trudging up to the looming building, you approach the iron bound mechanical door. You can see immediately the shutters to the doorman’s office are closed, bits of movement visible from the gaps in the blinds. The poor dude was in shambles.
You approach the gate, eyes locking on the figure of the doppelgänger,
Hmm, let’s see who it is tonight…
You’re surprised to see the handsome face of your milkman staring back at you, eyes looking as dead as ever. The air was knocked right outta your lungs,— holy shit these doppelgängers were getting good.
Clearing your throat, you address,
“Uh,— right, sir,” you look at the doppelgänger, “I’m gonna need you to come with me.”
He says nothing, opting to just stare. It’s then you notice the gaping hole that was his mouth, the two black chasms that were supposed to be his eyes. From afar, he’d look perfectly normal,— but in the light all the inhuman imperfections stuck out like a sore thumb
Holy smokes that’s hot.
“I’m going to take you with me now,” you don’t even know why you’re telling him this, why the hell were you being all nice with a doppelgänger? Sure, he was good looking,— sure, you were curious what that mouth could do—-
But that’s besides the point.
You approach hesitantly, hooking an arm around ‘Francis’, giving him a light tug to signify him to follow you.
Surprisingly, he does. Without a single word or complaint. He just… stares. With those beady white pupils. It sends a delicious shiver down your spine.
Leading him away, you look over your shoulder at the doorman who just peeked out from behind the shutters, giving him a reassuring thumbs up as you walk away with your new companion.
“Threat neutralized,” you repeat into the bulky walky talky attached to your belt, “order complete, over”. You place it back in its compartment, continuing until you and ‘Francis’ reach the anomaly compound for all things strange and odd.
‘Francis’ looks at the compound with horribly disguised disgust. You only chuckle grinning,
“No no, don’t worry. You aren’t going in there…” he seems to breathe a sigh of relief— if that’s even possible—, before you finish the last bit,
“— don’t worry, I have… other plans for you..”
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“Strip.”
“Excuse me?” He whirls around, taken aback.
“You heard me, strip”
“And why,” his eyes narrow, “would I do that?”
You shrug, “safety protocol,-- we’re in the decontamination room,-- can’t let you in if your clothes are contaminated, y’know?”
'Francis' is absolutely flabbergasted.
“Oh, and for security measures someone else has to be in the room at all times, – but uh,-” you grin, “we’re a lil’ short staffed at the moment, so it looks like it’ll just have to be you and me.
'Francis' only looks at you through narrowed eye lids, thinking, “and if I refuse?”
“Then I’ll strip you myself” and you step closer to do just that.
'Francis' skitters backwards to the other end of the room, back hitting the wall, “h-hey! No need for that, I’ll do as you ask…” he mutters
Chuckling, “at least you can be obedient”
'Francis' looks away almost bashfully as he begins to undo the buttons on his shirt, fabric peeling away to reveal the pale skin underneath. His hat rests on a nearby bench
“Fully,” you purr, “I want it all off.”
You swear you see the tiniest hint of red tinge his cheeks, and you can’t help but wonder just how advanced this doppelgänger was. Good thing you were about to see for yourself in a moment…
The air is heavy, tense, almost, as 'Francis' slowly undoes the buckle on his belt, pants sliding down to his ankles, – his boxers the only scrap of clothing left hiding him from you.
He wearily regards the way you look at him, not missing the growing flare of hunger behind your eyes,
“Does this please you, officer?” his words are clipped, tension building up behind each one. Biting your lip, your breath almost catches at the way he smiles, teeth a little too sharp to be human.
“No.” The words are thick in your throat, forcing them out a bit of a struggle, “Get rid of the rest of it, now”
He bites his tongue, making no move to do so. In a second you’re on him, pinning his figure to the wall, bodies pressed up together. He has no time to react as you hook two fingers around his boxers, harshly yanking them off.
“Oh.”
Free of the confines of his pants, his erect cock springs loose, tip already dripping with precum.
“Huh.” 'Francis' can’t even turn his head your way, face hot and sweating slightly, “Who would’ve thought,” – your hands curl around him, taking him fully in your fist. His eyes fly to your face, pupils blown and dilated, staring in horrified arousal as you began to knead the hardened flesh, “--what a sick little thing you are, getting off on my reprimands, hmm?”
'Francis' sucks in a sharp breath, muscles tensing almost to a breaking point. His entire body shook with an animalistic need. More strands of precum build up on his tip, all read and agitated. Your thumb rubs the tiny slit, coating him with the sticky fluid. You found it hilarious, – no way this freakish creature had a fucking thing for degradation.
His mouth opens in the shape of a small ‘o’, eyes rolling back as you teasingly pull at his dick, your hands making wet squelching noises playing with the soaked meat.
“Mm,” you hum as you continue to play with him, dumbifying the creature in your hands. His legs start shaking like a dog’s, lewd whimpers flowing from his lips, glistening with saliva and drool. He desperately thrusts himself against your hand, chasing his pleasure farther. Jerking him off slowly, immense satisfaction burning in your stomach at the way your hand milks him. Each low groan went straight to your pulsing heat, drenching your own pants.
Panting, unfamiliar with the immense, foreign pleasure curdling through his gut, 'Francis' seems to forget the guise of his human appearance, pornograpic moans mixing in with groggy animalistic growls and grunts. Carnal desire ripples through his veins, building up in his stomach, molten hot, and threatening to explode from his twitching cock in your hands. Poor thing can’t even formulate words, getting his brains fucked out just by your hand alone.
He gasps, right about to climax into your hammering fist when you suddenly retract your hand. 'Francis' looks at you with wide eyes, looking every bit the kicked puppy, cruelly robbed of his orgasm.
“Hh. huh… nghu..- ga-?..”, panting.
You chuckle slowly, “no, not yet…”
He can only watch with teary eyes as you skillfully unbuckle your pants, sliding them off along with your underwear. You grab him by the hips, positioning him (which isn’t hard, considering the only thing keeping his shaking body up was your torso), and aligning your pelvis, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. You carefully slip him into your drenched hole, gasping softly at the sensation of him.
“Hah… like I said….” ‘Francis’ can only gape as you adjust yourself, cock twitching madly inside of you,
… “I’m not done with you yet…”
#submission#francis mosses x you#francis mosses thats not my neighbor#thats not my neighbor#tnmn#francis mosses#milkman#milkman x reader#tnmn milkman#the milkman#milkman smut#francis mosses x reader#francis mosses smut#tnmn smut#x afab reader#i love milk#i am the milkman my milk is delicious#smash#tnmn fanfic#fanfic#smut
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Okay this was left by @yourknightinshiningplastic on my megapolismancy post & I don't want to detract from a serious reply by tacking it onto a bit so
But yeah, you're right. It goes mostly unnoticed bc, well, small towns but small town cops are worse than city cops. In large part because they have so little to do, but need to justify their budget, but there's another factor too
Bc while it often feels like city governments are a police force with a government tacked on, in many small towns, this is literal, and the town is essentially run by cops who constantly fine and harass the citizens to prop up their budget. Like everyone knows about "speed trap" towns, where cops always lie in wait to catch passing speeders, but this is worse
There's an Alabama town with a population of a little over 1,000 that suddenly went from having a single cop to a whole department, who wanted to turn the town's community center into a jail, who spent lavishly on military vehicles in a town that had one robbery and no murders, and who would only let inmates go if they converted to Christianity. In this case many of the cops resigned & the force downscaled, but it's not alone. There's a town in Texas with 250 residents and 50 cops. There's a town in Mississippi where the white cops harassed black residents with impunity. The amazing part is, none of these are even the town I was Googling, there's just so many cases (most famously Ferguson, MO runs like this)
Basically it's the same militarization city police departments have undergone...but in an environment with no one to oppose them: no media scrutiny, no advocacy groups, and little government. In large swathes of America, the collapse of the government and the rise of fascism isn't a hypothetical, it's daily reality. They live in towns with relatively little crime but a vastly outsized police department that "finds" enough crime to keep up their massive budgets in fines; towns that either never had any benefits to their citizens, or are shuttering them to replace with policing (like that town that wanted to close the community center and make it a jail); towns that have no real services to their citizens, but have many ways to punish them, and where the city's police are both the only visible government workers & actively, openly hostile to their town, seeing them not as fellow citizens but in the same way an occupying force sees those they're sent to oppress. They're free to run the towns as their little dictatorships, out of eye of the public, unless their victims are lucky enough for a case to attract big-city media scrutiny; how many do we not know about?
None of this is new, towns have always run like this, but they weren't able to buy a tank before.
But the thing is, nothing actually happens in these towns. These people are as paranoid as city cops (not even in the top twenty most dangerous jobs in the US ftr), but in a place with no murders and very few violent crimes. It's paranoia that's wildly out of step with the Mayberry ass environs they're living in. Not to say that there isn't an inciting incident that caused all these towns to scale up into unchecked police states: it's just that the inciting incident is racist backlash to Black Lives Matter protests, and old school small town fears of the "city people" (read: minorities) coming into their towns to "wreck the place" (read: exist after sundown)
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the only thing on my mind right now is steve harrington being pussy drunk, filth under the cut 18+
this cant end.
your laying flat on your tummy, one of your knees is bent at your side so you can prop your ass up high for the man behind you. steve is fucking you slow and steady. his palm is flat on your ankle, fingers curling around it and squeezing every few seconds to bring himself back to earth. steve slows and pulls out, till only half of him remains inside of you. delaying the release of his impending orgasm. you’ve both been like this for an hour. him pulling out halfway and cock warming you to feel every twitch you supply him. he waits until he catches his breath. then he can’t fight it anymore and his hips jerk, causing him to sink back in. he burrows himself to the hilt.
“oh fucckk”, he groans. “th- this.. fucking pussy is perfect for me.. baby”. steve’s abdomen flexes. “you’re.. you’re gonna make me c— cum… soon m’promise.. ill give it to you”.
you feel every ridge of his length. the curve of his cock is so delicious. it’s been hitting that one spot only he can reach over and over making you delirious. you’re already so desperate and needy to be filled with one of his loads. you’ve been begging for it under him. the promise of it coming soon fuels your desire. he squeezes your ankle tighter.
“i— i love this cunt.. im gonna fill you up“ he hisses, “shit.. i w… i just wanna stay like this. fuck. oh fucck… for a little bit longer”.
he wont shut up. each of his praises he moans working down to your core and soaking him perfectly. he can’t take his eyes off of the slick coat your leaving all over him. wet, sloppy, messy, sticky, dirty. and sinful. the sight almost makes him lose it. you pulse around him and he drives deeper into you. you feel every single movement and your third orgasm is hurling towards you. faster than his first. you understand his issue. you could stay like this forever too. under him, where you belong. but the satisfaction of feeling your core snap around him again blinds you with a white light. he pulls out. you suck him back in. steve groans while he takes a slow drag out.
“im.. im so close”, you whimper. steve growls “bab.. baby hold it.. god, please. ju- just.. i wanna stay inside a little longer. you’re so pretty like this. shit. you’re gripping me baby..”.
he tries to argue, knowing that if he feels you cum around him he’d topple over his ledge. this cant end. he wont let it end. he squeezes your ankle tighter and completely stills. only giving you half of him. steve throws his head back when you let out a whine that sounds raspy. your throat being destroyed from his earlier abuse. you thrash under him. having enough of the slow push and pull of him. it wasn’t his fault, he didn’t mean to be a tease. he was just so enamored with the feeling of you that he was completely unaware that he’s been edging you of your releases for his own selfishness.
you throw you ass back onto him taking all of him. before he can pull away your speeding up your hips. desperately moving them up and down on his length. the motion send his hurdling over you. instantly digging himself deeper and letting you work against him to control the pace you need to achieve your end.
“oh. fuck! fuckk!” he cries.
he’s whining and trying to stay still to allow you to keep your tempo and hold himself back at the same time. this can’t end. your body is meeting his without permission. steve reaches down to grab your hips and lets you do the work for him. you move methodically while he grips onto your skin for desperation. this can’t end. his whole body shutters and you feel him twitch inside you. before you feel his release filling you up, his mouth is letting you know what’s to come.
“baby.. ple..please” he whimpers, trying to go back to how it was before, but when he feels your body tense up for him.. he’s a goner.
“i— fuck! babybabybaby ..i’m cumming!”
all good things must come to an end.
#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington smut#steve stranger things#steve harington#loser steve harrington is my fav#oneshot#steve harrington one shot#montyhasthoughts#thehair#stoneshot
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Puddlewick Place DOWNLOAD
Hello! I made a new build for Generation 3 of my Piccolo LEPacy, and thought I'd share it with you all as it turned out to be a pretty cute family house :)
I've also made this with minimal CC and as I built it for my LEPacy it only requires WA & Ambitions - so hopefully it will be more acessible than my other builds!
Tour Pictures:
Download & more info under the cut! ⬇️
Basic Information:
Price: Furnished = §196,177 / Unfurnished Shell = §88,901
Lot Size: 40x40 - Built on '16 Puddlewick Road' in Twinbrook
3 Bedrooms / 3.5 Bathrooms
Furnished for 4 Sims: A Couple, a teen & a baby/toddler
This home was built with my sim Ra and his future (potential) family in mind, so it also has a fire truck in the driveway for the firefighter career & a lot of ambitions skill objects around the house
Floorplan: (click to expand)
Expansions Needed: ⛺️World Adventures / 🏆Ambitions
Unfurnished Shell CC:
TS1 montecello door - ilgrandelama
DIY curtains - single 2x1 shutter (MTS)
Black & White Shingle Roof (MTS)
Additional CC for Furnished Version:
‼️You also need everything from the ‘Unfurnished Shell’ CC list‼️
Lemmylou eyelet curtains (all)
Deniisu's gently draping curtains collection
Unlocked painting stencils (via Tedhi)
9thWaveSims Height Adjustable Fire Alarm
TOU: Don’t reupload or claim as your own, tags on posts aren’t necessary but are definitely appreciated :) - Feel free to modify or refurnish the build however you want!
Credits: Based off of this floorplan, and of course thank you to the lovely CC creators I've used!
➡️ DOWNLOAD IT HERE
Link to Simfileshare folder with both Furnished & Unfurnished versions included - CC is not included you have to download it separately from the links above!
These are library files, so they go in your The Sims 3 -> Library folder
As always please let me know if you encounter any issues using this build!
Have fun using this build in your game! I’d love to see pictures of your sims using the build if you do tag me - and happy bonfire night! 🎇✨
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