#Male Edition

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★ BOYS EDITION LAYOUTS.

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[sunshiine69]

Celebrities who share my natal placements ₄

▸▹ male edition ◂◃

⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆

Sun 12h ➟

Moon 1h ➟

Mercury 12h ➟

Venus 1h ➟

Mars 12h ➟

North Node 1h ➟

Lilith 5h ➟

[kaellecappuccino]

Sandor après chaque interaction avec Sansa

Robb quand Tywin le prend pour un gamin

Doran qui apprend comment Tywin est mort

Les derniers mots d'Aemon

Gregor quand quelqu'un respire un peu trop

Mace Tyrell qui défend son rôle de main

Robert quand on lui demande comment il élève ses gosses

[guyexperienceinsight]

Why do we Worry?

We worry just to worry about something, what’s wrong?   Why do we worry about another person’s actions or words? Everyone has free will to speak, I Have fears born from worries.  One of my fears is not fighting, a good fight towards a better me including mentally and physically. The man I am today is because of my up brings, past relationship experiences and the knowledge all collectively…

[zanephillips]

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[mosneakers]

Reaper's Wardrobe Collection

Everytime a new pack comes out, there's a big haul of junk for Donna to sort through down at Darling Thrift. And when you're part of a legacy so heavily focused on life and death, there's bound to be a HUGE assortment to pick from this season. Whispers on the street say Grim himself dropped off a few things from his own closet 😊

There's a lot I could say about this, but I'll try to keep it somewhat short. I just wanted to be creative and this is my first big cc project, I'm also very new to cc clothing so go easy on me, but of course tell me if any goes terribly wrong!

25 items

base game compatible

ranging of all ages and genders

???💀

includes entire zip folder or individual downloads

more info to be updated soon, my brain is exhausted and I just wanted to get this to you all while it's still friday the 13th ♥

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@alwaysfreecc @sssvitlanz @cosmickittysfinds @mmfinds @occultradioccfinds

edit: Almost forgot! I wanted to give credit to leo_morg from MTS for extracting the original scythe from the game. I edited the mesh and texture. I originally was just using it for previews but since I worked on it I figured I might as well include it in the collection :)

edit-12/15/24: Fixed an issued on the accessory lingerie, where previously it hid any nails your sim was wearing. This is no longer an issue. Please delete the previous and redownload or replace the old file with the new. Both the zip file and the individual file has been updated. Will continue to update if I encounter further issue, thank youuu :)

edit- 12/18/24: Additional Information Packet now available 📝

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severance text posts: part 6

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★ PAUL MESCAL LAYOUTS.

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[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about the most homophobic misogynistic dude bro talking shit, maybe it’s in the lock room with the rest of his friends, making a whole spectacle out of the two dudes he saw kissing or holding hands

Cw: forced feminization, 18+, top male reader, dom male reader

But you notice the way he shifts from one leg to another, eyes wandering over to your own almost as if fearing you’ll say something you shouldn’t -like how he’d showed up to your dorm last night, sober for once and with his hard on showing through his sweatpants, moments before you had him bouncing on your cock.

Despite having been the one to initiate things, he’d been reluctant to let you know he was enjoying it, with his teeth digging into his bottom lip to the point where blood was trickling down his throat, desperately trying to suppress any sort of noise from escaping his mouth. Hell he refused to move his hips on his own even though he’d been the one to tell you to hurry the fuck up and fuck his pretty little hole (five words you had coaxed forced out of the other man) You had to fuck him back onto your cock, nails digging into the plush skin and working him up and down your dick.

Not that you minded much especially not when he’d ever so often let out wails and whines and you could feel his walls clenching down on your cock and you didn’t waste a second asking if his pretty pussy likes that or if the pretty princess is feeling good. He’d only respond by telling you to shut the fuck up, even spat in your face once but hell that didn’t stop him from riding your dick till he finally reached his orgasm.

[ice-man-goes-bwoah]

Remmick x reader, established relationship, Fluff (maybe some NSFW)

Imagine Remmick and reader enjoying each other’s company while laying together. Soft kisses, nails lightly raking through hair, and soothing touches.

Perhaps teasingly reader lightly bites Remmick’s neck, since he always does this to reader they wanted some payback. Might or might not have known that it would rile him up.

(Would love to see some feral softness from Remmick if that makes sense lol)

Gender neutral pronouns please :)!

Have a great day/night!

P.s glad to see my request/asks are enjoyed! Love your work :D

Drunk on you||Remmick x GN!reader

Summary— reader and Remmick are obsessed with each other.

Word count-1180

Warnings-Explicit sexual content Mutual masturbation (gender neutral reader x male character) Bloodplay-adjacent themes (post-feeding cleanup, references to blood) Vampirism (turned!vampire reader) Established relationship Oral teasing and heavy kissing Soft domination tones (gentle aftercare, power dynamics rooted in emotional trust)Reader is described with fem anatomy Semi-public setting (clearing in the woods, but secluded)

A/n — this can be read as male,female and gender neutral.

A/n#2– oh yes anon I love it when you’re in my inbox!!!

The forest still thrummed faintly with the echoes of the hunt moonlight threading through the trees, the air rich with the scent of blood and pine. The adrenaline had faded, but a different kind of hunger lingered in its wake.

You leaned against a moss-covered boulder, cheeks flushed, laughter bubbling out of you in lazy bursts. The blood was still tacky at the corner of your mouth, but you didn’t care. You felt wild. Sated. In love.

Remmick watched you from a few paces away, one hand braced on his hip, the other dragging a cloth slowly over his jaw. There was something dangerous and stupidly tender in the way he looked at you like he still couldn’t quite believe you were his. Like the sight of you drunk on blood and moonlight knocked the wind out of him.

“Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” you teased, eyes half-lidded as you sauntered toward him, hips swaying lazily.

“You’re glowing,” he murmured. “Like you just remembered how much you love chaos.”

You laughed and slipped your arms around his neck, tugging him closer. “No, not chaos. Just you.”

His breath caught as your lips brushed against his blood-slick and soft and your body pressed flush to his. “You made me. Isn’t that the same thing?”

He chuckled under his breath but didn’t let go, his hands settling on your waist. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Drunk,” you corrected with a sleepy smile. “On you.”

You kissed him again, deeper this time, tongue slipping against his with a faint metallic tang still lingering. He groaned into it, fingers tightening just enough to make you whimper.

Eventually, he pulled back. “Come here,” he said softly, guiding you to the old blanket spread near the fire he’d built. “You’re still a mess.”

You sat down without protest, your body humming, eyes glassy and soft. Remmick knelt in front of you with the cloth again, warm now with water from his flask.

His touch was almost reverent as he cleaned your blood from your jaw, your collarbone, the smear on your neck. You watched him through heavy-lidded eyes, reaching up to brush his hair back from his face.

“You always do this,” you murmured. “Clean me up like I’m something precious.”

“Because you are,” he said simply, voice rough. “Because I remember what it was like right after I turned you. You were fire. You were fury. I didn’t know if I’d get you back.”

You cupped his face gently, thumb tracing over his lips. “But you did. I came back. I chose you.”

He kissed your palm, then your wrist, slow and deliberate.

The tension shifted between you then not urgent, not frenzied. Just heat and safety, blooming slow and low.

You pushed him gently back until he was sitting against the base of a tree, and you crawled into his lap, straddling his thighs. The kiss that followed was softer, your fingers threading into his hair, hips rocking forward just enough to make you both gasp.

“Touch yourself,” you whispered against his mouth. “Wanna watch you.”

His eyes darkened. “Only if you do too.”

You nodded, lips parted as you reached between your legs, hiking your skirt just enough to slip your hand beneath. He did the same, dragging his belt loose with a soft groan, pants undone just far enough for his cock to spring free already hard, leaking at the tip.

You both moved slowly at first, hands buried beneath fabric, matching pace and rhythm. You moaned into each other’s mouths, the fire crackling nearby, the trees your only witnesses.

Watching each other, teasing touches, shared gasps there was something sacred in the act, something unspoken and deeply yours. His eyes never left yours as you rubbed lazy, wet circles over your clit, back arching, while his fist tightened around himself, hips stuttering.

You leaned your forehead to his, breath ragged. “Love you. So much it hurts.”

His other hand gripped your waist, steadying you as he groaned your name. “You’re mine,” he rasped. “Always.”

You both came within seconds of each other soft cries swallowed in kisses, bodies trembling, breaths shallow and fast.

Afterward, you stayed curled up in his lap, limbs tangled, your cheek against his shoulder, fingers tracing lazy shapes over his chest.

“You gonna clean me up again?” you mumbled, half-asleep.

He huffed a laugh, already reaching for the cloth again. “Yeah, sweetheart. Always.”

[guyexperienceinsight]

The Breakup Process: Male Edition

Here at Gentlemen’s Reality Blog, we’re presenting this theory of the dating game called the Breakup Process:” Male Edition which is your biggest competitor, you cope with this breakup while noticing the bad in relationships. There was as much drama as the good times but 10 times more than the drama. Wishing there was another way around it but it’s hard to part yourself away from someone bad for…

[optheboysslutt]

Me when I see a beautiful fic but it uses a first person pov:

LIKE PLEASE DON'T USE “I” 😭😭😭😭

[fauxunraveling]

my cute mouse that was granted a wish to be a man!

[thaliangeldraws]

finally rounded out my bioware experience by playing MELE — mshenko is my kind of mutual pining slowburn~

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