#warm/ soft/ layered

[a-n-i-m-a-t-i-o-n]

It’s definitely the cravings talking but silver kinda reminds me of pancakes….

[mortemcatabasis]

Lineless fullbody commission for @ophanimon of Deuteronomy🤠

Alts under the cut

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

Commission from awhile back for @reveks

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Can we maybe get come more Cain please? There’s just smth about him😳

Prepare ur booty for the drabbles coming your way

[vampirebutterflies]

tagged by darling @gremlin-soup for my top five songs Right Now !!

✿ Here with Me by d4vd

❀ Sea of Love by Cat Power

✿ Hardlight by Spacey Jane

❀ Blood cover by Gang of Youths

✿ Running Up That Hill cover by The Wombats

taggin @not-nervous-jester @chupacactus @blackbeardskneebrace @blakbonnet @nofeelingisfinall @eye-scream-girls @couriander @skysofrey @smoothedsmoothie @enbiosaur @turtles-on-turts (won’t let me tag u I hope u see this 🥺) and @creepycute-puppy-gf if y’all wanna play because I am Full Of Love and interaction is!!! scary but fun!!!!

[arguscallous]

I dream like pulling teeth, I dream of pulling teeth

One by one out my skull, bare the pain and make myself beautiful, make a bloody smile quiet and dainty and meek and everything a lady should be

I dream of helplessness, nightmare and a hope; what if I couldn't fight? What if this fear of my body was ripped out? Would you love me if I was properly weak, if you had no reason to cower?

What if I cut away these rough edges, took sandpaper to the cracks. What if I turned broken bottles into sea glass.

[readymades2002]

ohhhhhh there is so much snow outside ohhhhhhh it is so so so beautiful oh i love it. oh i love it so much i could just sit by the window all day in awe

[wr3nns]

Thank you for all your lovely tags ❤️❤️❤️

Oh! Hello!!! Hi hello! I'm not sure how exactly to respond to asks yet because this is my first one ever. I looked over at the little blue dot like ???? What's this?? Envelope?? Mail???? And then I realized it was a message and!! Thank you for the thanks I am always thrilled to know people got to see the tags.

I like to let people know about things and features and I think they should know someone noticed. I have some experience critiquing art irl and it's so much fun to look into the details and intent and how did they do that part, how much time did this section take, what were they thinking feeling imagining seeing?? How did they get from there to here?

And it's epic and wonderful and I love art I love artists I love interacting with people with no expectation of return. I get to shout out my little brain thoughts into this space and maybe they even make it back to the origin and maybe they even get to read the thoughts and maybe they even feel nice after! And anyone else reading the tags might just look a little closer at the piece, appreciate it a little more, find all the little intricacies and details and little spots of personality left behind by the creator that says here I am! Hello! I left this behind! It's me! And you found it!

Enjoy the rest of your day!!

[c4tto626]

anyways, brought out and washed the warmer blanket now that the nights are getting colder and i had to fix a ripped seam that someone (my cat) got a claw stuck in lol

[writerthreads]

How to avoid White Room Syndrome

by Writerthreads on Instagram

A common problem writers face is "white room syndrome"—when scenes feel like they’re happening in an empty white room. To avoid this, it's important to describe settings in a way that makes them feel real and alive, without overloading readers with too much detail. Here are a few tips below to help!

Focus on a few key details

You don’t need to describe everything in the scene—just pick a couple of specific, memorable details to bring the setting to life. Maybe it’s the creaky floorboards in an old house, the musty smell of a forgotten attic, or the soft hum of a refrigerator in a small kitchen. These little details help anchor the scene and give readers something to picture, without dragging the action with heaps of descriptions.

Engage the senses

Instead of just focusing on what characters can see, try to incorporate all five senses—what do they hear, smell, feel, or even taste? Describe the smell of fresh bread from a nearby bakery, or the damp chill of a foggy morning. This adds a lot of depth and make the location feel more real and imaginable.

Mix descriptions with actions

Have characters interact with the environment. How do your characters move through the space? Are they brushing their hands over a dusty bookshelf, shuffling through fallen leaves, or squeezing through a crowded subway car? Instead of dumping a paragraph of description, mix it in with the action or dialogue.

Use the setting to reflect a mood or theme

Sometimes, the setting can do more than just provide a backdrop—it can reinforce the mood of a scene or even reflect a theme in the story. A stormy night might enhance tension, while a warm, sunny day might highlight a moment of peace. The environment can add an extra layer to what’s happening symbolically.

Here's an example of writing a description that hopefully feels alive and realistic, without dragging the action:

The bookstore was tucked between two brick buildings, its faded sign creaking with every gust of wind. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of worn paper and dust, mingling with the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee from a corner café down the street. The wooden floorboards groaned as Ella wandered between the shelves, her fingertips brushing the spines of forgotten novels. Somewhere in the back, the soft sound of jazz crackled from an ancient radio.

Hope these tips help in your writing!

[el-huddpudd]

hi. hello. it is so important to me that as many people as possible see James Shigeta tenderly sing to the girl he's fallen in love with.

He is the pinnacle of heart eyes.

Propaganda

James Shigeta (Flower Drum Song, The Crimson Kimono)—sexy in that '60s ratpack kind of way, I literally gasped when he came onscreen in Flower Drum Song for the first time

Christopher Plummer (The Sound of Music)—you can't tell me your sexual awakening was NOT this man staring julie andrews down in a dark garden somewhere in 1940s austria

This is round 3 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

James Shigeta propaganda:

"HELLO SIR? IT'S ME TUMBLR. I'M CALLING TO SWOON"

Christopher Plummer propaganda:

"Christopher Plummer can play Rachmaninoff by ear while drunk and used to do so to entertain his costars while filming."

"idk about other plummer fans but i still thirsted for him in knives out"

[sttoru]

⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. your older boyfriend, satoru, shows you just how much he adores you in his private office <3

tags. older bf!gojo satoru x virgin!female reader. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). smut, pwp. fīngering. multiple ōrgàsms; overstimulation. mention of corruption kink. dry hūmping. nicknames ‘princess, baby, beautiful’. pls ignore any grammar errors xx

“heh, don’t look at me. look at yourself, princess,” satoru chuckles, easily noticing how your head is tilted in attempt to watch him as he gets you off. you’re sitting on his thighs with your legs spread, shamelessly allowing him to finger you in his office.

your shaky eyes dart down to your dripping cunt—clearly seeing how it’s got a mind of its own. it’s squeezing satoru’s long fingers as he moves them in the speed of light. your limbs are shaking by the amount of pleasure you’re receiving.

“the-the door,” you hiccup. you hadn’t locked the door behind you when you walked into satoru’s office. you definitely wouldn’t want any of his colleagues to walk in on you. though, that didn’t seem to worry your boyfriend. all he’s focusing on at the moment is your perfect pussy taking in his middle and ring finger.

satoru’s glossy lips are parted and covered in spit. he has to lick up the drool from the corner of his mouth so it wouldn’t dirty your opened blouse. he’s quite literally salivating at the sight and feeling of your warm cunt. . .

“the others ‘re busy, they won’t come in as long as you keep your pretty voice down,” satoru promises you in a smooth tone, blue eyes wide with fascination as he stares down at your pussy.

he’s always imagined what it’d be like to be inside of you. what it would feel like to hold you in his arms and make love to you without holding himself back— to show you a world you have yet to discover.

satoru wants to be the first one to do that, though he’ll wait until you’re ready. for now, he’s completely satisfied with just a taste of heaven.

“fuck, baby, she’s beautiful,” satoru praises your delicate pussy. your wet folds continue to make way for more of his fingers, spreading as he tries to enter a third digit into your poor, clingy hole. you whine as you feel satoru prepare you by rubbing your clit repeatedly with his thumb—trying to make you as wet for him as you possibly could be.

you shake your head, “can’t take more, ‘toru.” it genuinely feels like you’re being stretched out. three fingers are going to take you out. “nuh-uh,” satoru mocks you before telling you to look at him. the moment you do, his lips envelop yours in a lustful yet comforting kiss. you moan into his mouth and he does the same back, eyebrows furrowing because of how good it feels to suck on your tongue.

his fingers don’t stop. the third slides in and you jolt back against satoru’s chest. “shh, shh, i got you,” the older man attempts to calm you down. he stops fingering you for a second so you could adjust to the stretch. you’re tight—he can feel his erect cock twitching in his pants, begging to replace his fingers. he can’t, not yet.

satoru cusses under his breath once he feels your ass rub against the bulge in his uniform’s pants. you’re killing him and you don’t even realise it because you’re too focused on his fingers fucking your cunt. shlick shlick shlick — you’re dripping wet.

“i’m gonna cum,” you whisper through a soft gasp. it would be your third orgasm. you’re sensitive and your pussy feels like it’s on fire. your lower abdomen is tingling and aching. you’re going to inevitably squirt all over his chair, again.

satoru bites his lip as he hears you announce how close you are. his long fingers are already soaked with your juices, coating them with a sticky layer that he cannot wait to taste. “do it, baby. wanna see you cum,” your boyfriend coos.

satoru loves the way your hips circle back to him, rubbing against his groin. you’re driving him insane without even knowing it. he curls his fingers inside you, thumb still circling your clit for extra stimulation. you’re being driven to the edge of insanity.

he bucks his hips a little each time you involuntarily move in his lap. “toruuu, fnnh, so close,” you’re not only moaning because of the fingers inside of you, but also because of the hard bulge rubbing against and between your ass cheeks.

satoru knows your voice can easily carry over to the next room. you’re usually loud when you finish on his fingers. he takes his free hand and pushes your head back against his shoulder, his index and middle finger sliding into your mouth to silence you.

your whimpers are muffled as you automatically start sucking on his digits. satoru kisses your ear and jawline, whispering small words of praise against your skin because of your obedience. “keep it down for me, beautiful. y’re already doing so well.”

your eyes roll back as your saliva dribbles down his left hand. the wet trail runs down his veiny arm that’s exposed to your view. you love it when satoru pushes the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows—it reminds you of why everyone fawns over him. it’s hot.

you’re trying to hold out, not wanting to cum. you wish to stay like this, with satoru’s fingers deep in your cunt and mouth, his bulge grinding against the fat of your ass.

the white-haired man instantly notices this and chuckles to himself; you’re fighting a losing battle. he increases the pace, his wrist working over time so his fingers could reach those sweet spots in your velvety walls. he decides to rile you up some more;

“shiit, just imagine that ‘ts my cock stretching your pretty cunt out,” satoru grins against your ear. he knows you’re weak for dirty talk. you have never felt what it’s like to be stuffed full of a dick, and thus the imagination adds to the raunchiness of it all.

you shiver and let out a small moan escape your mouth before you continue to suck on satoru’s fingers. all this time you’ve settled for make out sessions, grinding and oral pleasure. you’re needy for more than that.

satoru knows what buttons to push. he knows how to make you melt and give in to him and his words. he bites your earlobe after letting his tongue lick the skin, “all filled up to the brim. you’d like that, huh?”

you barely managed to stifle a loud whine at that. your eyes widen and your pussy spasms around his fingers. you know it’s not long before you’re going to cream all over satoru’s hand.

sweat trickles down your forehead.

“yes, yes, yes!” you moan repeatedly, voice muffled by the fingers in your mouth. you can hear your boyfriend grunt into your ear after seeing how enthusiastically you’re responding. he’s totally getting off to you’re desperation.

satoru wants to cum so bad. he wants to shoot ropes of his cum in the pussy he’s prepping to one day take his dick.

you see black spots in your vision because of how hard the climax hits you. your breath hitches and you grip onto the armrests of the chair for support. a spray of clear and watery juices covers satoru’s entire hand and bits of his arm—evidence of just how much you enjoyed your little session with him.

the older man pats your tummy and rubs it, comforting you as the aftershocks of your climax hit. he pulls his fingers out of your messy cunt and brings them up to his glossy lips, thoroughly licking every drop off. his dick pulses in his pants at the delicious taste.

you’re panting as you try to get your thighs to stop shaking. you’re out of energy, drained. all that you hear replaying in your mind is satoru’s dirty talk. you don’t know if you can handle his dick if you’re already overwhelmed by the way he skilfully uses his fingers.

as if sensing your thoughts, your boyfriend smirks and hugs your body tightly to his chest.

“can’t give it t’ ya now,” satoru whispers and pouts, teasing you as if to turn you on again. he takes his wet fingers out of your mouth and presses his lips against yours as a promise, “but one day i will, yeah? one day i’ll fuck ya so good you’ll only know my name.”

[fakebwitch]

rafe encourages you to keep riding him…

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your mouth open trying to catch your breath, your skin covered in a thin layer of sweat as your movements slowed, your legs numb, and rafe's cock was buried in your pussy. after riding him for what seemed like an infinite amount of time you stopped by sitting on his cock, its tip hitting your cervix, you let out a soft whimper feeling it throb inside you.

you found yourself in this situation because of you. your pussy aching for him, needing to feel his cock inside, begging him all day long for attention and when he finally gave in you thought he was going to fuck you, but instead he let you do all the work. he sat there, his hand barely on your thigh, waiting for you to ride him without giving you any help.

you tried to speak, but nothing that made the slightest sense came out of your mouth. your head already dizzy as you found yourself getting more and more needy wanting to reach your orgasm. rafe looked at you for a few seconds, his eyes half-closed as he felt your pussy tighten around him, “what is it?”he asked you, a cocky smirk on his face.

“i'm tired...” you managed to get out of your slurred mouth, your voice dim and weak as you moved your hips slowly, trying to find a clutch, his cock hard inside you and you desperately wanted to move but couldn't. rafe shook his head as his eyes moved downward, watching the way your pussy was fully sunk on his cock. all day long you had been so bratty, interrupting him as he was doing his work, filling out and reading important forms, begging him that you needed him, his cock, to feel him inside you, teasing him with mischievous touches, and when he had given you what you had been begging him for all day, you weren’t even grateful.

stopping after just five minutes, hoping that he would pound himself into you. rafe had figured it out early on, when he had told you that you were going to ride him, that you were not happy about it, a pout evident on your face but you tried not to show it, in the end you still got his cock.

“you can do it princess” he incited you starting to lose his patience, the grip of his hand on your thigh tightened slightly, also eager to feel your hot tight pussy sucking him in, but he was determined to let you do all the work, he had to fight against himself not to hammer himself inside you. he knew it was all a plan of your to get him to take charge, but your attitude would not work this time.

rafe wasn't pleased when you didn't respond, the hand he had on your thigh went up slightly, his thumb and forefinger tightened around the soft skin, you let out a grunt of pain as his fingers pinched your skin tightly, “c'mon baby, move” he exhaled, his fingers still clenching your skin. you nodded lightly starting to pick up the pace, riding his cock as you threw your head back.

a tear ran down your cheek, ending on your lower lip, the pain of his pinching mixed with the way his cock was stretching you so well, repeatedly hitting your cervix, were enough to push you to the edge. your eyes closed as your mouth was wide open, continuous moans escaped your lips.

“so good baby, takin' it so well” he praised you as his fingers let go of the skin of your thigh, a red mark visible on the freshly pinched spot, and within a few hours it would become a nice big bruise. “wasn't that difficult, right?” he said mocking you as his hand tightened around your tit, pinching your nipple between his fingers.

“fuuck” a big moan escaped your lips as your hands rested on his chest seeking support, your rhythm fast and deep, feeling every vein of his cock pulsing inside you.

“fuck that's right, keep going baby... such a good girl for me” he praised you as a slap landed on your ass, rafe’s head turned back enjoying the full pleasure of the warm wet walls of your pussy, squeezing and wetting his length.

[cr0wc0rpse]

Been feeling very cold for no reason lately and it sucks but it sucks even more when I’m laying in bed under my blankets and Still cold. I just had to leave my bed to to where it is colder so I could grab another blanket in an attempt to be warm. Miserable

[dmitriene]

kissing at simon's riley tummy, out of pure tenderness, laying between his spread legs, meaty and muscled as his thighs tremble, tensing, your soft lips trailing along the fuzzed hairs that trail beneath his boxer briefs, where he's all swollen, leaking a large, wet spot against the fabric, twitching at your every little smooch, your hands playing with the dusted hairs at his thighs.

soft layers of pale skin, scarred and uneven beneath your every touch, every little sweep, his stomach padded with gained fat and yielding muscles, rippling lightly when you lick across the area, suckling a gentle bruise, something yours along the canvas of painful experiences on his body, something holding the love in it.

simon huffs, breathing heavily through his slacked mouth, eyelids heavy and framing the murky irises of his eyes with quivering, translucent eyelashes, peering at you when you tease too close to his cock, heavily swollen against his leg, as you pepper kisses against the cotton of his boxers, feeling the throb of the engorged girth, the bulging veins.

he let's you tease him gladly, cloak in these raking up and down touches and lingering kisses, sometimes so close, sometimes too far, yet still enjoyable as your warm breath sweeps across his skin, soothing and pulling throaty, needy sounds that make simon purse his lips together tightly, holding them, fighting the whimpers as his hips buckle, eyes watering.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[charlypancakes]

sleepyhead - bedroom set

get ready to transform your sims' sleeping space into a haven of relaxation with this collection.

🌿 apothecary-style dresser: bring a touch of vintage charm to your sims' bedroom with this rustic yet elegant dresser. its intricate details and timeless design will surely become the focal point of the room.

🌙 nightstand with vintage lamp: complete the bedside ensemble with a matching nightstand, adorned with a charming lamp that casts a soft, warm glow. perfect for late-night reading or adding ambiance to your sims' nighttime routine.

🌱 tiny plants: add a breath of fresh air to your sims' bedroom with these adorable tiny plants. not only do they add a pop of greenery, but they also bring life and vitality to any space.

🛌 bed sheets galore and bedframe: with a plethora of color and pattern variants, you can mix and match to your heart's content, creating the perfect bedding ensemble to suit your sims' style and personality. it's the perfect centerpiece for a cozy and inviting sleeping space.

🖼️ vintage rug: tie the room together with this vintage rug featuring intricate patterns and warm, earthy tones. It adds an extra layer of comfort and style to your sims' sanctuary.

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PUBLIC RELEASE:  MAR 16, 2024 at 01:00 AM CEST