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[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Glamrock Freddy has an existential crisis..

[akanemnon]

Well, someone just pushed all of Kris' buttons at once

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[lotus-lost-n-found]

Some Batfam Headcanons because the brain never stops;

Jason hates being called "Bruce's Son". But he hates it more when hes called "One of Wayne's Orphans/Wayne's child" because fuck you I'm his son-! wait no--

With the exception of Damian, they rarely refer to Bruce as "Dad/Father". Either it didn't occur to them/didn't see the need to/thought it would be strange. But when Dick/Jason/Tim/Cass are tired or injured it might slip out. And Bruce might just crumble a bit at it

Doesn't mean they don't say it to their siblings when Bruce is out of Earshot.

"Dad said you couldn't." "What do you mean Dad said I couldn't use that mug? It's my mug!" "You snooze you lose Timmy Boy-" "Jason don't be an asshole-"

That being said Bruce says "son/daughter/child" at every available opportunity he can after he knows that they have acclimated enough that they wouldn't be uncomfortable/know they can tell Bruce that they don't want to be called that.

First time Bruce called Dick "son" in a way that meant "You are my kid" and not in a "This police officer just called me son with a brow furrow" way Dick grinned and carried on with the conversation. Later he wondered if his dad wouldn't like someone else calling him Son; but Dick thinks about the life he was given because of Bruce and thinks maybe his dad wouldn't mind.

Calling Jason "son" is a hit or miss situation, even before he died. The first time it happened he was confused, he didnt think that was the relationship they had and it made everything change for him. He got frustrated--not angry--with himself and Bruce at this sudden emotional turmoil. Wasn't he just the kid Bruce picked up in an alleyway? Wasn't he just some street rat in bright Robin clothing? (He lets himself believe that he can be Bruce's son. If for only a little while).

Tim cries after Bruce is out of earshot, it would've been a year or so after his parents died and he was adopted. He didn't think he could have been wanted like that again. Even if you think the Drake's had A+ Parenting or not, I don't think he would have gotten a lot of confirmation of being wanted otherwise.

Cass smiles, emotions carefully concealed under her expression. She's grateful she found Bruce and he doesn't mention it if she leans a bit closer in a request for closeness.

Damian doesn't expect anything less, he only appears satisfied. But also relieved that he has gotten the confirmation that yes, Bruce wants and accepts him.

EDIT 10/11; hiii, i have added Duke, Steph & a Bonus in a reblog you can find on the same blog under my 'batfamily headcanons' / 'sore rambles' tag. have fun :)

[awingedllama]

this is a little niche and probably incredibly difficult to try to animate but a cool idea for the nostalgia set specifically in the kitchen is one of those pull out trash cans from the cabinets. We had one in an old house my family lived in, cousins & I would always play in it and hide in it but I was just thinking about older trash can themes while i was using the kitchen set for my current build.

added it to the download folder :)

it uses the tuning for the nano-can, so you'll receive simoleons for your trash

note: sims are able to throw garbage away, and the cabinet will animate, but they won't actually route *to* the trash can first; they just sort of chuck it into the abyss. whenever i try to add constraints to the interaction, the sim can no longer throw away trash, so i've left it as-is for now. trash cans do not like to be edited apparently, and changing any little bit of tuning can make it stop functioning altogether. (if anyone knows how to force sims to route with the trash, please let me know!)

also you'll notice the cupboard is slightly darker than the others. it's using a different shader, because the counter shader prevents the animation from playing. another annoying little thing i'm not sure how to fix

it's far from perfect, but i hope you get some use out of it!

[corpsentry]

pick your battles

[0yorixu]

etho sketch, don't have time to color cuz then I'll spend hours on it and I won't have time to do my school work that I've been procrastinating on

[panthermouthh]

I’ve seen this comment a few times on my art here and on insta and I’m genuinely curious— WHERE did people get the idea that the Creature “just had creepy eyes”?? That Victor only ran away because the Creature’s eyes freaked him out?

I’ve seen people say this repeatedly and it couldn’t be further from the truth like. He is explicitly described as an eight foot tall cobbled together corpse with skin that barely covers his veins, yes his eyes are creepy but that would probably be the last thing anyone would notice about the Creature tbh 😭

[yoakesan]

I am sooooo normal about him. *eye twitches*

[thesnowflake18]

Some Yujikuna sketches....he's fun :]

[chubbychiquita]

finally moved into the place the firefighters will have to tear down the wall to remove me from 🥹

[methoughtsphantom]

Danny fake guardian angel au

You know how sometimes it’s highlighted how you have to be very careful on what you say in the presence of a spirit because they can twist your words and end up bidding yourself to it?? well uno-reverse-card the spirit also has to be careful on what he says because when Danny had said he owed the dude one for coming to his rescue in a gala Vlad had dragged him to, he didn’t expect that to be taken literally.

danny: wait seriously?? i literally say that all the time!

cw: not after being crowned ghost king, you haven’t

danny: but—but I was also human when I said it. doesn’t that protect me or smth

cw: *shakes his head*

danny:

danny: omg this is a nightmare

cue timmy’s brucequest period (cuz he’s the guy) being so high strung and tired, he just wants some company, which is a so low stakes thing to want the deal Danny unintentionally goes sure we can do that and pulls him towards the guy, despite Timmy never outright saying he wants company. (tim always speaks in the sanctity of his own mind, not out loud)

So. random spirit manifesting. Tim going all who the fuck are u

and Danny panicking and saying your guardian angel

Tim not being impressed while Danny promptly blushes like a moron because that did not come off as he wanted it to.

Yes accidental dead tired where the dynamic goes from Tim trying to shake this probably demon that somehow latched to him being all like ??? dude leave me alone, and Danny being there like bitch i’m trying

to

huh. im actually being protected by a spirit like he said he would. he’s strangely an idiot but also he’s overpowered and just never leaves my side which he says it’s an angel obligation but I think it’s bullshit but also hoping it’s not because it appeals to my crippling fear of abandonment (anyways he really seems to take after those little cartoon angels that poof into your shoulder to keep from me doing wrong decisions) translate into my future boyfriend seems increasingly appalled to what i am up to

meanwhile danny

Bitch you better thank your god I’m dead because otherwise I would already been killed. I did not sign up for a assassins what the fuck I thought you were a normal civilian not a literal superhero and omg that is a fruitloop. no no back off you wrinkly raisin this is my emotional support idiot you can’t have him and what do you mean you’re messing with time whatever this way I can get back to clockwork—

[sunsetdesire]

fisting tboys is as close as i can get to divinity, actually

[ihatebrainstorm]

requesting a prowl covered in blood ^^

he's lost in the sauce (literally) :'(

[jjsgirly]

please, baby? promise i'll play nice … needy!bsf!jj maybank ! 18+, mdni. ༄.°

"baby, pleaseeee?" the blond above you whined as you stared at your phone, his large frame tucked between your legs that were spread to accommodate his size.

you lifted your gaze from your phone screen to the ocean-colored eyes of your best friend, narrowing them as you saw his bottom lip jutted out into a small pout, puppy-eyed and looking down at you with a pleading expression.

"no, jay. 'm too sore." you stated, going back to your phone, and heard an audible whine push past his lips along with an incoherent mumble that you were sure was protesting your answer.

jj had a tendency to get... rough. very rough. like a dog. he deemed it "cuteness aggression, but, like, for your pussy," and boy, was it fucking aggressive. he didn't mean to be so hard and mean with the way he bullied his cock into your soft, puffy pussy, watching as it swallowed every inch of it and the way it weeped around him, but he couldn't exactly help himself, either.

"please, ma? pretty please? 'm dyin' here. want you s'bad, please?" he continued in his pursuit to make you fold and give him what he wanted, and you knew he wanted it bad; you could feel his ache pressing against the thin fabric of your shorts, right up against your heat.

you shook your head, clearly not relenting, scrolling through your phone nonchalantly as if jj wasn't even there, which only made him pout and whine more, beginning to rut his hips forward like a dog in heat, and you still remained deadpan.

"please, please, please—god—please? need it, ma, want your pussy s'bad. so, so, so fuckin' bad," he groaned out, bringing his body down and leaned in closer, his large hands stabilizing himself by grasping your thighs, his fingers pushing into your skin, bucking his hips a bit faster against your clothed cunt, drawing out whines from the back of his throat. "need her, baby. please, please? pretty please?"

it was getting a lot harder to act like nothing was happening as you felt your panties becoming dampened with your slick and jj's incessant begging ringing in your ears like tinnitus. you tried, though, to pretend as if it wasn't affecting you, as you had already given him your answer: a big, fat, firm no.

he was getting a bit impatient, frustrated with the fact you weren't letting up and giving him what he so desperately needed. couldn't you see how badly he needed you wrapped around his cock? feel how badly he needed you clenching around him and pulling load after load from him? god, he needed it like he needed air. to say he was desperate was an understatement, but he didn't like how it sounded, as he often got teased by both jb and pope for being a clingy dog around you, so throwing desperate in front of it made him feel a bit pathetic—needy worked just fine though. he was needy for you.

"c'mon, baby doll. please? please, baby? promise i'll play nice. won't be mean. i'll be nice n' gentle; treat you like a princess. please, please, please?" he countered this time, leaning in even closer and lowering your phone out of the way with his chin, now looking at you in the eyes, humping you like it'd be the last time he got to, pouting still.

as you gazed up at him, feeling the way his cock nudged against your warm, drippy pussy through the fabric of your shorts, barely separating the two of you, the longer it went on, the more you started to falter. you put your phone aside and leaned back against your pillows more, your once soured expression twisting with a hint of pleasure, and jj noticed, a smirk edging at his lips.

"i'll be good, promise. cross my heart n' hope to die, princess. just need to feel you squeezin' the fuckin' life out of my dick with this pretty pussy of yours. she wants me too, don't she?" he crooned wantonly, his gaze dropping to between your legs, a wet spot having been formed on your shorts, soaking a bit into his cargos, and he sucked in a sharp breath, followed by a low chuckle.

"yeah she fuckin' does. so, please?" he asked again, for the final time, and peered up through his blond bangs, directly into your eyes with his signature smirk, and you felt all of your resolve crumble away, rolling your eyes and groaning quietly, yielding.

as soon as that "fine" left those sweet lips of yours, jj wasted no time in shedding both of your guys' clothes and plunging his cock into your soaked cunt, lolling his head back like he had just seen god and groaned loudly.

and no. he didn't play nice.

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[pangur-and-grim]

I felt the first inklings of sickness, went “no it’s fine,” and then engaged in a weekend of drinking and debauchery. and now……I am more mucus than human.

[dogerbooger]

Roomies

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