#and i want the game to be experienced properly...

[aphelion-i-c]

PLAY OUR VISUAL NOVEL "THIS MAGICAL GIRL IS A BITCH" WHEN IT COMES OUT Q4 2024 (AROUND HALLOWEEN). OR NOT. IM JUST GIVING YOU A SUGGESTION. ITS FREE ON STEAM AND THERES A DEMO SO YOU CAN TRY IT IF YOU WANT

a wishlist would be greatly appreciated... only if you want to of course 🥺

[thewardenisonthecase]

btw tw for talking about abuse

I've seen a lot online about how the game never mentions Caterina's abuse of Lucanis while he was growing up (being beaten and starved, which is mentioned in the Wigmaker Job) and I think there's a small mention to it if you're a crow (when asked, he says it was torture training under the first talon and that he resented her for a long time)

And while I do think part of the reason why this isn't brought up is just due to how sanitized this game is when it comes to the crows, I think I do understand why in world wise it's not possible to just be like hey lucanis, fuck your grandma.

It's really hard, loving someone who hurts you. Because you know they're hurting you and yet, you still love them. It's even harder when they're family.

Because its not like Lucanis doesn't know that she hurt him. He says so himself - he hated her, he resented her, and althought I do think him 'justifying' it by saying that at least it prepared him for the life of a crow, at least he still admits that it happened.

But the thing is that despite all this shit, she's still his grandmother. And like, yes, blood shouldn't excuse justifing this behaviour, I feel like it's cultural. Idk how spain or italy works when it comes to family, but here in brazil, you'll hear so many stories of physical abuse happening in families, and its still a situation like Lucanis - i hate them, i resent them, i love them, they're my family.

It's a...complicated situation and I think Lucanis's situation is made worst by the fact that he only has two family members alive and that he cannot let go of.

She beat him, she starved him, he hated and resented her, and he was afraid of dissapointing her, even if in her eyes, i don't think he could. I mean, he comes back an abomination and she still tenderly says 'my poor boy' when you rescue her in the Villa.

All in all...it's tought and I think that it would not be Rook's place to suddenly make Lucanis want to kill his grandma bc he wouldn't. Sorting out those feelings is something he has to do himself, and i'l almost glad the game doesn't make rook do a therapy session with him to talk about it.

[moeblob]

I unfortunately picked up Bravely Default 2 again (I bought it back when it released) and then started over since I last played it in June 2021. And. You know what. I like these silly beans. And then I saw concept art for Dag's expressions and I am not the same. Why did they decide to give him huge fangs in it.

(also I'm trying so hard to avoid spoilers less for plot but more for characters so if you know anything that happens to characters shhhhh. also the expression concept is below the read more so you can see what I mean.)

[mayspicer]

Girl help I really need to do the test tasks for a new job or else my life is gonna get very bad real soon, but all I want to do is draw ttrpg characters.

[dollyichi]

WE LISTEN AND WE DON’T JUDGE : BLUE LOCK EDITION . . . m—dni. f ! reader / it’s either pretty tame or freaky idk / doing it raw / creamp!es / virginity and being inexperienced / some ooc but this is just for fun / not proofread

FEATURING ⋮ isagi, nagi, karasu, rin, barou, kunigami, chigiri

isagi yoichi ⋮ before your relationship was established he really really liked you and didn’t want to mess it up. but then he wasn’t sure if you were on the pill but the sex was so good he ended up coming inside you. proceeded to suck his cum out for your pussy cause of the panic. didn’t have sex with you for a week after that but you were fine.

nagi seishiro ⋮ played a game where he can customize the character and got really pissed off because it wasn’t even half as pretty as you. sulking each time he dies because he think he ‘failed you.’ ended up quitting the game too because he found out there was sex in the game and he wouldn’t want the ‘game you’ being with anyone else that wasn’t him. even got jealous one time because he didn’t know that he was increasing his character’s relationship level with an npc who looked too much like his teammate. too many emotions while you’re watching him lose his mind when you’re perfectly fine eating snacks on the bed. having to console him by riding him and telling him you only love him and not barou.

tabito karasu ⋮ pays for your nails when you get an appointment so you could jack him off after. will also take photos of your nails for you, with one jerking his cock of course. got this pavlov effect that he gets hard every time you show him your fresh new set. yeah he’s ruined.

itoshi rin ⋮ he was a virgin before he met you, and ended up cumming each time he bottomed out the first few times you guys did it. he was inexperienced and very sensitive since he wasn’t used to it. he was still always hard after so it didn’t matter. unaware he was crying one time because he was so overstimulated while you’re clenching down so hard causing his cum to spill.

shoei barou ⋮ you were supposed to meetup with someone else that your friend suggested but you weren’t really sure if it was him when you arrived at the meeting place. ended up going on the date with him and hooking up at the end only for you to find out he wasn’t actually the guy. “what was i supposed to do? deny a pretty girl like you?” went on a few more dates anyway and ended up establishing the relationship properly <3 [ do not be like them! ]

rensuke kunigami ⋮ you were the first person to ever give him head. it felt too good and better than expected. you told him you weren’t too experienced but you worked on him like a pro. he was scared he could hurt you so instead of holding onto your head he gripped onto the wooden headboards. when he came, he held onto it too hard he broke the top part in half.

chigiri hyoma ⋮ moaned out your name during a wet dream. until it shifted, “take it! fucking take it” he said. his teammates weren’t sure if they should wake him up any time soon and they weren’t too sure how to face you after hearing that.

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

note : i have no idea what came over me writing these but here u go crying during sex rin hell yeah!!!

[berritart]

imagining abby making u squirt for the first time mhmmm. it was your first time being intimate with her since you guys started dating each other and she has been more than respectful of your boundaries and such, especially since you just gotten out of a not so great relationship.

she knew everything about it, the lows and well, lows, and even how your ex never made you feel good during sex. you always felt the need to fake your orgasm to make her feel better about herself. abby always thought it was such a shame no one was treating a pretty thing like you good, both inside and outside the bedroom. but, you were still stuck in that godforsaken relationship so all she could do was wait for you to realize what you needed was right in front of you.

the night of one of your dates with abby, you already knew what was coming. you knew all abby wanted to do was feel your skin against hers. her demeanor was way more different, so much more flirty than she usually is. hands lingering longer, eyes wandering to the neckline of your blouse. when you stepped foot in your apartment, abby really didn't know how much longer she was going to last, her clit throbbing from the thought of you splayed out on your bed. and once she finally got what she craved for, to touch you, it was game over.

"f-feels weird abs..." you whimpered, back flushed against abby's front. she's been going at it for feels like hours at this point. you don't know how many orgasms she pulled from you, three? four? it was all too much, leaving your head foggy.

"i know you can do it. you wanna feel good dont you?" abby encouraged, fingers still plunging in and out of your pussy, her thumb not slowing down its pace. all you could muster the energy for was to hum in agreement. "she's so close, so tight around my fingers..." all you could do it nod frantically, gripping onto the sheets under you.

you felt your orgasm getting closer for sure, but it felt so much different than anything you experienced. your vibe didn't make you feel like this, and sure as hell your ex never did either.

your eyes started watering, the feeling was too much to bear. your legs started closing up on abby, back arching away from her. "need you to keep you legs open for me angel." abby whispered in your ear. "i know you wanna come baby just keep them open." you lazily opened your legs, your moans resuming as abby began fingering you properly again.

"'s good a-abby...fuck- i'm gonna come" you whined, throwing your head back against abby's shoulder. it didn't help when abby's free hand came in contact with your lower stomach, pressing lightly. your moans got louder from the pressure, eliciting a laugh from abby. "mmm so fuckin sensitive..." she pressed down a bit harder, licking and nipping at your neck as she did.

that pushed you over the edge. without any warning you tensed up and started shaking, streams of your release landing on the sheet, dampening the area under you. you didn't know you could do that, probably because your pleasure was never taken into consideration ever. "oh my god." abby laughed, taking in the view in front of her. the sight of you was messy. skin sticky from sweat and come, dark purple and reddish bites all over your body, and wet sheets because someone forgot to place a towel down, (abby). it was just nasty.

"didnt even know you could do that huh?" abby chuckled, hands wandering over your body. you shook your head, trying to catch your breath from probably the best orgasm you ever had. her hands squeezed your hips softly, grinding you down a bit. "can't even imagine how messy you'd get on my strap..." all you could do is respond in a whimper, rocking your hips towards her a bit more.

she was so handsy with you, her rough fingertips inching closer to your pussy. you just sat there between abby's legs, feeling fatigue wash over you. you didn't think you had anything else to give but abby thought otherwise.

"need you to do it again. please baby."

a/n this has been sitting in my drafts for far too long i hope u all enjoyed it 😇 also tysm for 200 :3

[kupidachillea]

Could we have more Olympians x Reader? Maybe some slight nsfw and perhaps some time with Apollo?

Olympians x You (Hcs or imagines )

Author note: I usually do SFW but that doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally do NSFW if it’s light or not full on smut. I don’t think I’m brave enough for that and if I did I’d make a separate blog for it😭🙏 but I hope you enjoy

TW (trigger warning):This may have a few Yandere themes in it. And while the Olympians themselves aren’t really yanderes- they do share similar tendencies considering their myths. Please note that this isn’t completely accurate to their mythology- but it’s just a bit of fun so please take no offence and be nice in the comments.

CW (content warning)⚠️: readers either18+ (to read this I mean). This work contains NSFW themes, mentions of nudity, molesting and sexual harassment and assault, non-con, dubcon, toxic behaviour. General (hinted) Yandere behaviour, feeding of bodily fluids (blood[?])Reader’s discretion is advised.

⚠️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE ⚠️

🏺- You had been growing use to it..if that was the right term. Perhaps not ‘use to’ it but more along the lines of growing more accustomed to it. Being on Olympus wasn’t exactly all fun and games.

🪡- But of course you weren’t allowed to complain about it. You certainly weren’t allowed to complain when one of them would suddenly just pick you up and take you to their chambers. You already knew what that meant.

🏺- You’d find yourself pinned under one more more god, their hands caressing your body, their teeth leaving deep marks that you wouldn’t dream of calling ‘love bites’ there wasn’t nothing ‘loving’ about those bites. No matter how much they preach and repeat it.

🪡- Some days it would be one god after the other, other times you’d get a break. But there’s only some much a human can go through. One moment you’d be in the garden or somewhere with Hermes, his lips on your nether regions, sucking and licking at you while another moment you’d be bounced up and down on Ares while Aphrodite made out with you.

🏺- It made your head spin at times. Most times you were scared, who wouldn’t? It’s not like the men here had manhoods that looked anything like human..maybe an enough to look familiar in shape but still. Zeus was one such example, you actually remember begging him not to go through with it- afraid that the thing between his legs would split you in half but he would only laugh and hike your legs over his shoulders and whisper: “It’s okay little mortal.. we’ll do this as much times as we need for you to get accustomed to my size..”

🪡- Those words alone sent a shiver down your spine at the time. After that you weren’t able to walk properly for a few days. Not that the gods care, most of them found it funny. To see their little pet struggling to walk after such intense intimacy. “Poor thing, can’t even walk properly.” Poseidon would coo while watching you carefully ease yourself into the pool of water.

🏺- The sight alone made him excited and decided at that moment he wanted to help you ‘relax’…it wasn’t very relaxing to you. You would whimper as he sunk under the water and immediately attracted his lips to your hole.

🪡- Of course there were many instances like this but there were times where they did leave you alone and you did get time to yourself. Today was one of those days.

🏺- You were sat outside in the garden, fiddling with flowers and and grass blades. It was quiet for awhile and you actually had time to reflect on everything you’ve experienced. Sometimes it was good, other times it was bad..very bad and thought the Olympians tried to make you feel comfortable, you think that they don’t necessarily understand the word.

🪡- While you were thinking, you didn’t notice someone approaching you until a shadow of a man was cast over your body, blocking out the sun. You already knew it was one of the Olympians but you didn’t know which one until he spoke and that’s when you turned around.

🏺- “Ah, there you are, mortal..” Apollo spoke, a bright smile on his face as he crouched down next to you. “Relaxing in the garden I see..” He would mutter and you immediately got an off vibe..he wants something. As most of the gods did when they approached or summoned you, regardless you nodded to his statement as you fiddled with a petal of one of the asters that were growing in the garden.

🪡- Apollo smiled in response before speaking once more. “That’s good, that’s good..but perhaps you could relax with me? We could go to my chambers where no one would bother us…” The golden haired god spoke, his voice smooth as he held your chin between his larger fingers. You tried your best not to seem apprehensive at his request but you couldn’t exactly deny him..could you? You opened your mouth to try and voice your opinion but Apollo spoke before you.

🏺- “Please, my dear?” He pouted a bit, trying to make you agree and after a mental back and forth you reluctantly agreed. This made Apollo beam and he wasted no time in picking you up and dashing over to his quarters.

☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️.🎵.☀️

☀️- After Apollo got you situated and ‘comfortable’ in his room, he laid on the bed in the spot next to you.

🎵- You were quiet as you fiddled with your chiton and he tilted his head curiously. “Relax, my dear. It’s just us..” He spoke.. you’d be lying if you said he wasn’t the slightest bit charming. Apollo would shuffle closer to you and wrap his arms around your body. His fingers moving to caress your skin causing you to tense up a bit.

☀️- Apollo figured you’d still be apprehensive, but he thought he could get you to loosen up a bit. And so he continued to gently feel up your body, trying to coax you to relax a bit.

🎵- You were going to protest about the touching but Apollo quickly covered your lips with his own. He did this on purpose..wanting to silence your words that might ruin the moment. Your eyes widened and on instinct you tried to push him away, but he kept himself firmly against you. Kissing your lips and letting out a soft groan as his hand slipped under your chiton.

☀️- You obviously flinched, letting out a muffled squeak that caused the deity of light to chuckle. He could tell you were starting to slowly give in and kiss back, even if he could still feel the anxious beats of your heart. He decided to take things a step further.

🎵- Pinning you down to his bed and and moving his fingers to your hole. Teasingly rubbing his thumb over the opening as he moved his lips over to your neck, placing gently kisses as you whimpered. He then slowly fed you one of his fingers and bit his bottom lip at how your body tensed and gripped his index finger. He could never get tired of the way your body felt.

☀️- “There you go…that’s it…~” He would purr before adding another finger and scissoring your entrance then slowly pumping his fingers in and out. Curling them and stroking the spot inside you he knew would make you cry out. Your back arched a you whined, calling out his name as your hands immediately reached to grab for something..anything.

🎵- Apollo grinned and kissed your lips once more..adding a third fingers and moving them at a steady pace..not hard enough to hurt but not too slow either. All this was getting to him too but he wanted to focus on you mainly. For now at least…

☀️- He had you twitching and shivering from all the pleasure and the deity had drawn a few climaxes from you as well. You were panting and out of breath by the time he was done and he finally gave you a break..removing his fingers from your women out hole as he peppered your cheek with kisses.

🎵- “Mmm..such a pretty mortal..you did so well…you deserve a reward..” He would say before firmly pressing his lips against yours once more. At first you thought it was just a normal passionate kiss..but you suddenly felt a liquid like substance run down your tongue and down your throat.

☀️- Your eyes slightly widened as a slight burning feeling started to engulf your body. Your hands immediately reaching to try and push Apollo away, but he just groaned softly and caged your body between him and the bed. His tongue running over yours, sucking on the wet muscle and coating it with more of the golden liquid..

🎵- The more of this liquid he fed you the more your body started to feel like it was burning from the inside out. Your heart beating faster as the substance dribbled and leaked from the corner of your mouth. Tears burning in your eyes as you ingested every last drop he gave you.

☀️- Soon enough your heart stopped as you let out a muffled cry while Apollo gently rubbed your hips..pulling his lips away from yours and whispering that you’d be okay. He held you in his arms as you laid ‘dead’ for a minute or so before your heart started to beat once more; and Apollo smiled.

🎵- It was done..he had fed you his immortal blood..his ichor and now you’d never die. Or maybe you did..your old self..but that doesn’t matter now. What matters is that you’d never be able to escape them ever again..not even in death…they made sure of that.

Author note: Oof, sorry this took a long while. I’ll admit I wasn’t very focused and I procrastinated a bit. But on top of that I had things at home doing. Though I’m glad I finished it, usually if things take this long I like to post screenshots to show ppl I haven’t forgotten. I was just so slow to get this out. Sorry again but I hope this is to your liking, Anon! And to everyone else.

[ilium-ilia]

simon riley x fem!reader | drabble | intersecting lines | morbid thoughts | death and the macabre | erotic morbidity? | blood kink taken to the extreme | two sides of the same coin can never look in one direction, but that won't stop them from devouring each other whole anyway

You only learned that you should be disgusted with blood when it first stained your underwear.

Thick endometrium and stale ichor, expunged from your body like a pest, sticky between your thighs, rotting in the core of you—keep it quiet. You'll make the men squirm if you open your pretty lips about it. Suffer in silence. Wrap agony with a pale, baby pink bow and grin with teeth as iridescent as pearls; nothing less. Everything more.

The boy in your biology class cringes at the frog you slice open during lab. Heart long since stilled, webbed hands and feet pinned open and wide, tender stomach ready to dive into—he gags, and the sympathetic puker that is his partner nearly spews over his shoes.

Later that year, after sustaining a bloody nose during a football game, he grins—wears the crimson proudly as it pours into his lips as if he realizes for the first time that iron tastes and awful lot like victory.

Blood is a fickle bitch.

It haunts your dreams. A wide, open sea of red that pours down your throat, coagulating in your chest, spilling into your stomach until you're bloated. Clawing for the surface, the sky asks why you aren't satisfied—have you not had enough death to satiate your hunger? They speak as if this is what you wanted; a choice you actively pursued, and not someplace you ended up.

As if there would be anywhere else that would welcome you with open arms.

Hands wrapped tight around a wheelchair, you gently lead your patient down the hall. She said she wanted to go for a walk, but her legs don't quite work the same anymore. You don't mind. It gets your steps in, and you're able to hide from the EVS tech who can't quite keep his eyes off of your ass.

She tells you about her grandson. Freshly jellied just two months ago—a tiny thing with predictably small hands and fingers and a scent she can't ever get enough of. She asks if you've ever experienced anything like that, and you smile and say you have.

You don't tell her about the blood that stains your shoes, or how it belonged to a seventeen year old boy, or the glass that was lodged in his throat, or how he couldn't live even after you patched him up.

Oh, I could never do something like that.

It's the default expression someone shares when you talk about your work. Tight lips, clenching jaws, twitchy feet—they speak like they don't know how beautiful blood is, like pomegranate juice flowing beneath overgrown thumb nails, or the fortitude it takes to see beauty when nothing but death has been shoved down your throat your entire life.

So you look for something else to sear your throat instead. A good pint, usually.

Shoved in the corner of a dilapidating pub, far out of the way, on the fringe of a wicked swing shift—the glass warms in your lips. Your hands tap against the table. No matter how many times you wash your hands, you can't get the stench to go away. Of blood. Of an emergency department.

Death approaches you with a black jumper, blue jeans, and eyes darker than a moonless night—his name is Simon Riley. Something he grunts out when you ask who the fuck he thinks he is for joining your table uninvited. Unfazed, sipping on his glass of whiskey neat, gaze fixated on the football game that drones on the telly too far for him to properly see.

You let him stay only because he smells familiar. Gun powder and cigarette—nicotine thick on his skin that even the faintest sniff leaves your blood buzzing. A culmination of all things dark, of things that get most people to flinch away, of things you lean into because you learned to smile through the fear and now you crave it more than anything else.

That night, you let him fuck you, only because you're curious to see if his blood tastes any different than your own.

Cock buried deep enough inside of you to snuff out the ache, you unhinge your jaw to fit him all in. Maw closing around his neck, teeth dipping where they shouldn't, you expect him to squeal like a stuck pig—instead, he laughs. Lips red like rose petals and viscera, Simon laughs. Wipes his fingers along his shoulder. Shoves them down your throat.

Yeah. Nasty fuckin' girl. Knew you were. Nothin' good ever smells this sweet.

Your whole life you have spent mending people—sewing them back together—that you never once stopped to think what it felt like to be torn apart. Simon does it beautifully. Practiced hands clawing through your cunt, dipping where you need him to, cleaving you clean in two just to lick you clean with the flat of his tongue. Trembling fingers trace every scar on his body as he skewers you, chest vibrating with each thrust, blood yearning to spill free just as he releases into you.

He kills for a living. The antithesis of you. The zenith of what you should despise but can't. Bullet through brain, knife through throat—he visits you before his boots have the time to shake off the gore. When he's still feverish with a fresh kill, and in desperate need of something sugary sweet to cleanse his pallet before he can't tell the difference between the taste of offals and rot.

Still, you work. Bedside manner. Water cups. Smiles over screams. Inhale blood. Wipe down the bed once the body is gone—bring the next one in. No need to glove up, you're not afraid of the cancer; not anymore.

No matter how hard you suppress it, you know that in the end, you get to go home. Cheek to Simon's chest, middle finger tracing his sternum, pressing into his xiphoid process, hand bouncing with each beat of his heart. You smile through the gushing blood and sour sweat as he pushes his fingers into your mouth.

Atta girl. Just need that dumb brain of yours turned off every now and then, huh? Yeah, me too, sweetheart.

Deeper. Enough to claw into your throat. Thick cock in your cunt, fresh blood on your lips, a grin peeling over sharp canines—your death rattle arrives with an arching back. With tense fingers in taut skin. With a whisper against your skin.

La petite mort.

Little death.

And as Simon drips on you—fresh, and red—you can't help but think about how good it feels to love something that death can touch.

[myrrune]

STREAMER!JINX X READER | 18+, MDNI.

female!reader, Jinx uses a strap-on, sub!reader. this is my first time writing a strap-on, ever. I hope it’s alright. this was not proofread. Well, not properly, anyway.

Jinx had been playing for a few hours, shooting everyone in sight. She had always been great at gun games, it’s what she grew a fanbase from. The chat is going crazy, she’s about to win a Fortnite match, when you message her. She’s always tried to be attentive, respond fast. Well, that and her attention span isn’t too long. She either gets fixated for ages, or is easily distracted. In this case, she grabs the phone and starts playing the game one-handed. Her viewers seem confused: why did she start paying less attention?

Jinx is clearly distracted now, reading your messages. When she sees a specific, heated message from you, she sets the controller aside completely and rushes her response.

She’s a rather large streamer, which is why she’s always been secretive about her love life online. Anyone who dates her is in the public eye, so she’s always been careful to keep anything about you off her public socials. Though, as you send a picture of yourself in a matching black lace set of lingerie, she’s fully prepared to end stream early just for this. It’ll look suspicious, sure, but she needs you right now.

Trying to keep the fact she’s blushing a secret, she quickly makes an excuse to leave. "Guys, I have to go… Dad needs me." shit, that was a bad excuse, but all she can care about right now is getting to the bedroom. She reaches over to turn the stream off before rising from her desk chair.

As the room plunges into darkness, the red light signalling "recording" continues to flash, and her microphone is still plugged in.

Before you know it, Jinx is guiding your thighs apart, her tip pressing against your entrance. She buries her face in your neck, groaning as she begins to slide into you.

The walls are thin, and she failed to click the door shut. Her carelessness in that department really should be assessed, you’ve always told her she should double check things like that, but she never does. Her groans and your whimpers filter through the hallway, into Jinx’s office.

"WHATS THAT NOISE??

"I thought Jinx lived alone?"

"Well that’s SURELY not her dad.."

"Gf reveal when!?"

As her hips piston faster and faster, your moans grow louder. Her nails grip at your hips, gripping you as she tries to thrust deeper. She’s hitting all the right places, dragging the strap-on against your inner walls. It feels amazing. Your own hips move in sync, chasing her as she pulls back. She’s picking up the pace even more, and it’s like you can feel it in your stomach, like a coil tightening.

When it finally snaps, an overwhelming wave of pleasure crashes over you. It seems Jinx is experiencing the same thing, as her mouth is an 'o', and her grinding has grown more jerky. Though, it’s clear she’s trying her hardest to make your orgasm last.

Once your orgasm subsides, Jinx pulls out carefully, not wanting to hurt you. Her grip loosens, crescent shaped indents allover your hips and back, evidence of the passion that just took place. You drift off to sleep in eachother’s arms.

…in the morning, Jinx wakes up with messages from various people telling her to check her recent stream. Still drowsy, she fast forwards to where she ended stream. Or at least, where she thought she had. Her eyes widen almost instantly as the audio recording plays through her headphones. It’s muffled, but still clearly lovemaking. Her eyes dart to check the chat-replay, she doesn’t know what she was expecting, her audience isn’t that stupid. They all realise what it was. Oh, god. She’s so fucked.

At least it was worth it.

other notes: umm.. back with the streamer!jinx stuff!! I got an anon ask for this on my old blog, sorry nonnie, I can’t tag you in this. hope you like it if you see this, though. thanks!

[maplebellsmods]

Hello! Here are the new traits that I have been working on. I have made 15 new CAS Traits 

How does this work?

Just like you would add any other CAS trait for your Sims. For reference, you can look at the photo and these are all the traits you would find in the game. These are compatible with all of my other previous traits.

Depending on what trait you use sims with the traits or sims around the sim with these traits can have certain reactions. It's just like how the traits work in general. 

Gamer: These Sims gain significant happiness and stress relief from playing video games, may become tense if they haven't gamed for a while, and excel in tech-related careers.

Romantic Idealist: These Sims dream of grand romantic gestures and true love, often getting mood boosts from romantic interactions but may become sad if their love life doesn't meet their lofty expectations.

Cuddle Bug: These Sims love giving and receiving hugs, gaining positive moodlets from cuddling with loved ones and pets.

Fairy-Tale Fanatic: These Sims are obsessed with fairy tales, feeling happy when reading or discussing them and often aspire to live out their own fairy-tale romance or adventure.

Baker: These Sims find joy and comfort in baking, experiencing mood improvements when making and eating baked goods.

Memory Keeper: These Sims cherish memories more than most, often reminiscing about past events, which can significantly affect their mood.

Vintage Lover: These Sims have a passion for all things vintage, gaining happiness from wearing vintage clothes and decorating their homes with retro items.

Home Chef: These Sims love cooking at home and experimenting with recipes, gaining positive moodlets from cooking meals for others.

Body Conscious: These Sims are often critical of their body, frequently feeling insecure and may seek validation or comfort from others regarding their appearance.

Love-Struck: These Sims easily fall in love, often feeling elated in romantic relationships but may experience deeper sadness from breakups.

Monogamous: These Sims prefer deep, committed relationships, gaining substantial mood boosts from stable relationships but may feel insecure with casual romances.

Heartbreaker: These Sims find it easy to start and end relationships, gaining confidence from romantic conquests but potentially leaving a trail of broken hearts.

Natural Beauty: These Sims are confident in their natural appearance, often receiving compliments and feeling happy without makeup or styling.

Elegantly Aged: These Sims age gracefully, often receiving compliments on their mature beauty and feeling confident in later life stages.

Body Positive: These Sims love their body in all its forms, often inspiring others to feel the same and rarely feeling insecure about their physique.

Hairstyle Hobbyist: These Sims love experimenting with their hair, feeling happiest and most confident after a visit to the salon or trying a new hairstyle at home.

Unkempt: These Sims don't prioritize grooming, often feeling indifferent to their messy appearance but may occasionally feel embarrassed in social situations.

Age Insecure: These Sims struggle with aging, often feeling sad or anxious about getting older and may seek rejuvenation through various means.

What else do I need for the mod?

The Mood Pack (If your UI disappears or there are UI issues after you play an animation with a mod it is because the Mood Pack isn't properly installed or installed at all. Please make sure you make note of this.)

Does this mod require any DLC?

The mod is BGC. The traits do tap into each pack so having them will create a more full experience. Not required though.

Questions and concerns you might have?

If you have one send it here: Trait Requests

Report it here: Mod Bug Report

How to install the mod?

You can choose to download whichever trait you want from the downloads below OR you can download the zip file "Maplebell More CAS Traits #3" If there are also traits you do not want then you can delete them from the folder.

Electronic Arts/The Sims 4/Mods <--- Unzip the file and make sure it's placed in this path.

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Public: March 21

[wosospacegirl]

Distance - Jana Fernández

Summary: Y/n won; Jana lost. It's bittersweet, but that's who you are.

Word count: 2.5k

a/n: If you come good-heartedly, you may come in.

..

It was never easy to play against each other. Jana and you were always on different sides of the pitch. You had never played on the same team. Not domestically, nor internationally.

At the Olympics? You were there, both defenders giving it your all. At the World Cup? Same thing. Right now wasn't different. You could barely see Jana in her usual position on the right side in front of the goal, you had to squint your eyes, she was far, far away.

The UEFA Champions League final had come, and once again, you were rivals.

Both you and Jana would roll your eyes playfully when people would comment about how you were always against each other, asking if you didn't look for an opportunity to be on the same team for once.

During every transfer window, there would be rumours about Jana going to Arsenal, or you going to Barcelona.

That would never happen–at least that's what you both thought.

You thought about the future sometimes, late at night, when you were in one country and Jana was in another. How you barely saw each other, how most women's football couples might not be from the same country, but they at least played for the same club. How many couples would make it so they were at least playing in the same league.

It wasn't your and Jana's case, so no need for you to ponder that. You weren't going to change it. But it was hard nonetheless.

Especially now.

The referee had blown the whistle. Arsenal had won.

Second Champions League for the club, first Champions League for everyone on the team.

People around you screamed. Leah was down on the floor with Wally and Kim hugging her. Renée was wrapped in some staff member's arms, and you feared for her life- you weren't sure she was breathing properly. 

Alessia and Lotte were crying on each other's shoulders, everybody was experiencing one of the highest moments of their careers.

You didn't feel it, not yet. Not this happiness. Instead, you felt something bittersweet.

You looked to your side. You and Mariona shared a knowing glance- you were in this together, for different reasons, sure, but you understood each other.

Mariona hugged Aitana, her ex-teammate, before making her way through all of her other Barcelona friends. You, on the other hand, had just one person in mind, one person you needed to talk to.

As you walked to the other side of the pitch, hearing the chanting of Arsenal fans and sharing quick handshakes with the Barcelona girls, you got closer to Jana.

Vicky was hugging her, but the moment the younger girl saw you, she took a step back.

Jana had tears in her eyes, tears that you wanted to dry immediately. So you did it-you cleaned her face of tears with your thumb, but it didn't matter because they kept coming.

"Perdón, cariño," you said, pulling Jana closer to you until she was tucked against your body.

You weren't a secret–hadn't been for a long time–but still, your relationship was private enough that it felt weird to be this intimate and close on the pitch, under the watchful eyes of your teammates, fans, and media.

You let Jana cry against your chest as you thought about how your Instagram would be filled with ridiculous takes about you and your relationship.

The media would find a way to make it look like it had been something out of a fairy tale, or a rom-com, but they would never know reality. Never know how difficult it was to see the person you cared so much about cry while you were part of the reason they were sad in the first place.

"Sorry," Jana mumbled, taking her face off your chest. "Sorry-I didn't- I..."

She started to cry again.

"I know, amor," you said. "It hurts, I know."

You just held each other for a few more seconds before Jana took a deep breath, looking up at you.

"I'm proud of you," she said, and she was genuine–she always was. "You played a good game."

She was smiling, and you knew she was trying hard not to sound so sad. "You did too, you had some great defences," you said, a small smile on your face.

"I'll have to pay my side of the bet," Jana said, laughing and crying at the same time.

"Shh…" you said, smiling, "don't think about it now."

Jana looked around her, noticing how all of your teammates were celebrating, but you were there by her side.

She put a brave face on. "Now you go there, go with your teammates. You guys deserved it, you deserve this moment."

You were quiet. 

You just looked at Jana. You wanted to go--you knew how much this was a big accomplishment for the team and for your own personal career, but you didn't want to leave Jana crying.

"Go," Jana whispered, giving you a gentle push. "I'll be okay. We'll talk later, sí?"

You hesitated for another moment, torn between celebration and comfort, between triumph and love. But Jana's encouraging nod made the decision for you.

"Te amo," you whispered against her forehead before pressing a soft kiss there.

"Yo también," she replied, her voice barely audible over the crowd.

As you walked back toward your celebrating teammates, you couldn't shake the feeling that winning had never felt so complicated. So messy, so unfair, but at the same time so deserving and good.

..

As Barcelona walked to get their silver medals, everybody had a sad face on, both Arsenal and Barcelona, honestly. You thought this whole thing was bullshit.

You had been on the receiving end of second place multiple times, both for the nation and club. You hated the guard of honour ceremony. The winning team always felt weird walking through it to get their medals, and the losing team had to keep a brave face and pretend they weren't annoyed by it.

Yeah, you knew it was about acknowledging your opponent, both knowing how to lose and not feel ashamed of winning. Still, you thought it was rather ridiculous to watch your very sad girlfriend walk past the trophy she wanted so much.

While Jana was walking, you couldn't give her a hug. One of the Arsenal girls from the other side of the guard of honour had hugged her, and she couldn't come back for you.

When Barcelona got their medals, it was Arsenal's time to do the guard of honour, and as expected, it was awkward. Renée walked first, an empathetic expression on her face as all the other players followed, pity evident in their mannerisms.

This time, you could give Jana a fast hug.

"Estou orgulhosa," Jana said quickly as you looked at her gently, eyes filled with love. If you could, you would steal the UEFA Champions League trophy (again) just to give it to Jana.

When you got your medal and kissed the trophy, you finally felt what your teammates had been feeling for the last few hours. Rush, pride, excitement.

It was all starting to grow in your chest the moment you looked at that little gold medal.

It represented all the hard work the team had done. That you had done, all the training sessions, all the games, all the hard losses and good wins.

You kissed the medal dearly.

It was bittersweet, but it was yours.

..

You didn't see Jana after the medal ceremony. Barça left for their locker room. You tried to go after her when Arsenal got to their own locker room, but Katie McCabe had one hell of a grip.

"Absolutely not," she said, holding your hand with so much strength you thought it would break.

She was tipsy already–everybody was a little. You had a puff of one of Renée's cigars, but you still were in a good state of mind, different from the Irish captain.

"You can't leave! We are celebrating…stay!" she said as she took one beer and put it into your hands. You didn't like beer; you thought it tasted bad.

"I just wanna see Jana," you said, giving the beer back to Katie.

"Later," Leah interjected from her spot on the bench, still wearing her captain's armband. "She'll understand."

Leah didn't know that you actually couldn't see Jana later. You had a very small window where you could see each other, because both you and Jana were called up to camp–she in one country, you in another.

That meant you had maybe twelve hours before you both flew to different locations.. Twelve hours that were rapidly disappearing.

"No guys, I need to-"

"Stay!" Vic chimed in, and suddenly the entire room was chanting for you to remain.

You rolled your eyes, but stayed. Somehow, Caitlin found alcohol-more alcohol, one that you actually liked.

And that's how you got drunk.

Everybody was at the champions' party. It wasn't very big, but it had everyone that mattered. You were, obviously, pissed-out drunk, and when you were drunk, you became emotional.

You had had enough drinks that someone had wisely confiscated your phone before you could drunk-text half of Barcelona with apologies on their Instagram DMs, or worse, call Jana crying about how much you missed her.

The couples at the party made your chest ache with longing. Wally and Mariona swaying together in the corner, Caitlin and Katie laughing and sharing a drink together, Leah's girlfriend, Ellie, holding her from behind with pride.

Seeing the couple made something bloom in your chest, a feeling of gratitude. So, of course, you had to interrupt Vic's karaoke session to say a few words.

"I love my team," you began, words slightly slurred.

The other drunk players started tearing up. The sober ones laughed.

"And I love that we're all so gay," you continued, which earned you a cheer. "Seriously, thank you, Wally, for bringing Mariona and making her stay. Best transfer ever."

Everybody was laughing again. You didn't understand why, though--you were being honest.

"I love all our partners, too. We should thank them as well," you said. "Thank you-" you counted on your fingers, "Ellie, you are amazing.”

You tried to think of another name, but you couldn't, so you left that and focused on what was really hammering in your chest.

"I miss my girlfriend," you said finally, pouting. "Her name is Jana and she plays for Barcelona and she's probably crying in her hotel room right now and I just want to hold her."

The room went quiet for a moment.

You were on the makeshift stage, pouring your heart out about your girlfriend while your teammates were starting to get a bit nervous about you.

"She's pissed already," Kyra said, feeling a bit dizzy from the cigar. "She had like…three drinks."

"How can she be this drunk?" Laia asked.

"They were three straight vodkas, I think," Vic said. Her glasses were, in some very weird way, backwards.

"Hm, that explains it," Alessia said. "She's gonna hate this in the morning."

On the stage, you kept going, not a single self-preservation thought in your head.

"She's incredible and I hate that she's sad and I hate that I can't be with her and I was going to try to sneak into her hotel but-"

"Okay, Y/N!" Alex said gently, taking the microphone from your hand as she helped you down the stairs of the stage, handing you to Alessia, who already had a glass of water in her hands. "I think we all get how much you love Jana."

You wanted to answer Alex, but Alessia was already forcing water down your throat.

..

It was 6 AM, and you had one hell of a headache. You looked down to your side and, of course, you didn't find Jana sharing a bed with you. Instead, you saw Vic sleeping in her bed, her mouth open, and a sleeping mask sitting weirdly on her eyes.

You mumbled something that even you couldn't understand, then you got up, hand on your forehead. You looked down and saw that you were wearing the same clothes from the night before.

You didn't remember how you got to the hotel; someone responsible for the team probably had guided everybody to their room, making sure their champions were alive and well for the trophy parade that was to come.

You went to the window and opened the curtains. Vic instantly moved, whining.

"Close them," she said, "my eyes hurt."

You closed them, saying goodbye to the beautiful blue sky. "Everything hurts."

You went to the bathroom and tried to gain some dignity back. After you took a shower and put some clothes on, you decided to look for your phone. Someone had taken it from you, but they had probably given it back by now.

When you opened the drawer to the nightstand, there it was. There were a million notifications, but only one of them mattered.

Jana:  Love you, bebe. Call me when you wake up.

That message was sent 9 hours ago.

After that, Jana sent another one.

Jana:  Laia just sent me a video of your speech… I gotta say, it made me laugh a little. You’re adorable when you’re drunk.

Jana: Are you okay? Drink some water in the morning, pls.

You cringed, then opened the video Laia had apparently sent to half the football world. There you were, slightly swaying, declaring your love for Jana to a room full of your teammates.

You groaned. Fuck. That was embarrassing.

You: I'm mortified. Sorry for the drunk rambling, I was a bit out of myself.

Her reply came quickly. She wasn't the only one up so early.

Jana: Don't be sorry. It lightened my mood, really.

You: Are you still in the city? Wanna go out and have breakfast somewhere?

Jana: No, I can’t. We flew out late last night. Back in Barcelona now.

You felt guilty.

You: Shit. I wanted to see you, say goodbye.

Jana: It's ok, I think it was clear I was the only thing on your mind ;)

You blushed. After two years together, Jana would still make you blush.

You: I'll go to London this afternoon. I'll be there for only one day, though.  I need to catch a flight to camp right after the parade. 

Jana took some minutes to reply.

Jana: :( I don’t think we’ll see each other this week.

You: When's your next break? We need proper time together…I wanna talk to you about everything, about the game.

Jana: Not until after the Euros, probably. But we'll figure it out. We can do a video chat soon…try to find a date that works for both of us.

You: Yeah, just let me know when you have some free time, and we’ll figure it out.

Jana: Sí, we always do. Now go drink more water and try not to die before your flight <3

You smiled, ignoring your pounding head and Vic’s snores. Two years together, countless separations because of work, and still, Jana made it our feel light, manageable.

Distance was hard. Playing was hard too. But loving Jana was the easiest thing you have ever done.

Distance does make the heart grow fonder, after all.

..

a/n: again, had lots of fun writing this one, especially when the reader was drunk

[authorhjk1]

I love the how X group would give head. Could you do one for Kiss Of Life? They're wild!

Julie

Julie likes it sloppy and loud. She usually takes her top off, whenever she gives you head, because otherwise it'd be full of her spit. Despite having a lot of experience, she really likes to gag and choke on your cock. She likes to make all those nasty and lewd sounds that make your harder. She isn't a fan of you fucking her face, because she wants to be in control. But she enjoys making you speechless whenever she takes care of you.

Natty

Natty loves to get used. It doesn't matter if it's sex or giving head. Actually, she loves the combination of both. You better fold her in half while she lies on her bed, feet to her ears as you pound into her. Then, you pull out and lean over her further, so she can suck her juices off your cock. She is trapped between the mattress and your body. She can only take what you throw at her, but she can take it well. You love to switch several times between her pussy and mouth, making her taste herself, before you properly start to fuck her.

Belle

Being the princess she is, Belle likes to give slow and loving blowjobs. She likes to get comfortable while doing so. Lying on her stomach, sitting between your legs, whatever it is, she still wants to be a pillow princess, even while she takes care of you. Throat fucking or anything sloppy isn't her style.

Her favorite thing to do is placing her head on your lap, teasing you a little while the two of you watch a movie, and eventually put your cock into her mouth. She doesn't move, your cock safely secure in her cheek as she cock warms you.

Haneul

Haneul takes pride in having the best throat game of all the members. She might not be the most skilled member, but for some reason her throat can do wonders. No matter how hard or how slow you use her throat, Haneul can take it all with ease. There are moments where she is more enthusiastic than experienced, but you don't mind. As long as her throat feels as good as it always does, you're not one to complain.

[chokkzou]

(＞。☆) ﹑ MY FIRST BOYFRIEND⠀✶⠀

︵︵ sypnosis : being in a relationship for the first time isn't easy, especially for these kids. you're their first love, and while each of you shows it in your own way—awkward, nervous, or dreamy—you're all learning.

𓄹𓈒     isagi, hiori, kurona, ness & nagi !

Isagi has always had a strong theoretical understanding of love, but when it comes to real-life experience, he's a complete disaster.

His analytical mindset extends to relationships, making him overthink every interaction. "Is this the right thing to do? Am I doing this correctly? Should I be doing this at all?" His mind is constantly racing with questions.

When he doesn’t know what to do, he turns to external sources—reading relationship articles or watching tutorials on "How to Be a Good Boyfriend" as if they were game strategies. Even the smallest gestures, like holding hands or sending a sweet message, make him incredibly nervous—not because he lacks feelings, but because he fears ruining everything.

What he doesn’t realize is that his genuine effort and desire to be a good boyfriend make him adorably imperfect, leading to unexpectedly sweet moments.

Hiori doesn’t know how to express his emotions properly. He’s great at thinking about what he wants to do for you, but terrible at actually saying it.

He never expected to be in a relationship, and now that he is, he’s more confused than excited. His mind is full of things he wants to do and say, but in practice… he just can’t get the words out.

He stays up at night rehearsing ways to tell you how much he cares, only to end up blurting out a dry, "I like you." He thinks it was a disaster, but your smile melts him completely.

If you suddenly grab his hand, his brain short-circuits. His face turns red, and he starts overanalyzing everything. "Do couples always hold hands? Should I do something in return? What if I kiss them on the cheek? Wait—is it too soon for that?!"

The cutest thing is that, even though it’s difficult for him, he tries. And when he finally thinks he’s done something right—like hugging you out of nowhere or letting you rest your head on his shoulder—he sneaks a glance at you, silently asking: "Did you like that? Was it okay?"

In the end, he realizes that love isn’t about being perfect, just being honest with you.

Kurona may seem calm, but in reality, he’s nervous about everything.

He acts like being in a relationship isn’t a big deal, but inside, he’s overwhelmed. Physically, he looks composed; mentally, he’s panicking. "What am I supposed to do now?"

From the very first day, he wonders if there are specific rules he should follow. Should he text you good morning and good night every day? What if he forgets? Does that make him a bad boyfriend?

The first time you tried to hug him in public, he completely froze. His whole body went stiff—not because he didn’t like it, but because he wasn’t prepared. After ten seconds of shock, he finally leans into you, just a little.

He takes forever to get used to affection. If you ruffle his hair or give him a quick peck on the cheek, he stands still like a statue—not because he dislikes it, but because his brain just shuts down.

Deep down, he loves it; he’s just never experienced this kind of attention before and has no idea how to handle it.

Ness has an idealized view of love, almost like a fairytale.

Ever since he was young, he imagined love as something straight out of a movie—perfect, effortless, and full of magical moments.

But now that he’s in a real relationship, he realizes that love isn’t like in the movies at all, and it completely throws him off.

He tries his hardest to make everything perfect, as if he can create the ideal romance where every date and every gesture is flawless. But he doesn’t account for misunderstandings, awkward moments, or things not going as planned. These little imperfections worry him.

However, when he finally lets go of his need for perfection and just enjoys being with you, he starts to see the true beauty of love. It’s not about getting everything right—it’s about sharing moments that feel real.

Nagi has no idea what to do because he’s too used to his own little world.

He’s always lived at his own pace—if something wasn’t fun or interesting, he’d just stop doing it. But now, with a boyfriend, his mind is in total chaos.

At first, he thought just being together was enough, but when he sees you and other couples acting more "romantic," he starts wondering if he’s doing something wrong.

When you surprise him with a kiss on the cheek, he freezes completely—like he’s been punched in the gut. He has no clue how to react, but his mind is screaming: "That was okay… right?"

He feels like he’s being thrown out of his comfort zone, but deep down, he likes it—even if he doesn’t know how to handle it.

And when you hug him, poor Nagi is so lost. Not because he doesn’t want to hug you back, but because he has no idea how. He overthinks it like it’s some kind of test, wondering if he’s doing it right.

If you try to hug him in public, he’ll get so tense that he might even walk faster to escape the situation. But when you’re alone in his room, he can’t stop smiling—even if it’s just a little.

Even though he’s a genius at soccer, in love, he’s like a kid learning to walk. But what he loves most is that you guide him. He doesn’t say it, but with every small gesture, he feels more secure.

He realizes that he doesn’t have to understand everything—he just has to enjoy the moment with you.

[anonyanonymouse]

I don't know what to say. It was beautiful. It was everything I wanted out of the book and I am so happy. They went through with destroying his horn (just one!) and he is experiencing the long-term consequences of it. Lilia died and both Malleus and Silver brought him back with true love and a wish, because true love conquers all... Just what the original movie would have wanted 😭

And Malleus, Silver, and Sebek sobbing so much over him. He really got to find out just how much he means to them 😭😭😭 and I adore how after all this time, when Silver and Lilia finally got the chance to talk one on one, they were just talking casually about trivial things in their lives. Silver even said there was so much more they should have talked about... But that normalcy is just what they need after everything

The way Lilia still after all that time thinks so little about what he's done for Silver, asking him if he'd rather keep his blonde hair color. The way Silver was so happy to describe just how much he loves his hair and how important it is to him. Ohhhh,,,,,...,,.,,....

I really like that Silver gave away his armor. His reason for it is so him. He wouldn't want to keep a weapon that he just puts up on a wall and never uses, he wants it to be used for something important. It's such a nice way for him to give back to STYX and the island!!! He doesn't directly say it's because of the armor's association with KOD, and I think that's fine. He really made his peace with having KOD as his father, he's accepted it as part of his life now!

AND THE ADOPTION. IT'S EVERYTHING I COULD HAVE ASKED FOR!!!! Silver and Lilia are both so so. Oh my god. They mean the world to me. I can't believe Lilia's reasoning for not giving Silver his surname is the exact same reason Silver was afraid to ask for it. He didn't want to burdon his kid with the name of his "real parents" enemy. Lilia when I GET YOU. And Silver LAUGHS AT HIM FOR IT!!!! The only other time we ever see him laugh is when he's a kid!!!!! And his laugh is just as sweet now as it was back then 😭

Lilia Vanrouge's adoption of Silver Vanrouge is officially valid in the country of Briar Valley. Silver is now Lilia's true son. The game has been building us up to this moment for 5 years and I am so happy 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Silver's profile now officially says Silver Vanrouge. I can stop tagging him as twst Silver / twisted wonderland Silver / ect and just tag him as Silver Vanrouge. I'm so happy

All the ghosts of the past got to come back to life and dance in peace with each other at last. Malleus got to meet his mother and Silver got to properly meet his parents, and we got to see Leah!!! Both Malleus and Silver got to thank their parents for protecting them so that they could live in a world with their loved ones, and got to tell them to rest in peace at last. It's sooooo sugary sweet oh my god. THIS GAME!!!!!!

[4kingz]

ben drowned nsfw headcanons warnings : 18+ mdni, virgin!reader, smut, teasing, mean dom energy, manipulation via praise/taunting, overstimulation, slow build, possessive touches

You're a virgin, and he knows it. Not because you told him—please, you think Ben needs you to say it? He reads it on you. The way you squirm when he leans too close. The way you flinch when his hand brushes your thigh, like you’re short-circuiting from just that. The way your lips part, ready to sass him—then fall silent when he catches your gaze a second too long.

“Hah. You’ve never done this before, have you?” You freeze. “Thought so. You’re already falling apart and I haven’t even touched you properly.”

He grins, sharp and wicked. And he does not let up.

Ben is cruel about it—playful, smug, and so patient it’s maddening. He draws it out like it’s a game. Like the longer he can make you blush and stammer, the sweeter the win will be. He’ll ghost his fingers over your waistband, watching your whole body twitch. Press kisses to your throat without ever letting them drift lower.

“This is fun,” he murmurs against your neck. “Torture,” you breathe. “Aw. Don’t worry. You’ll beg for it soon.”

And you will. Because Ben doesn’t just tease—he studies. Watches every shift in your expression like he’s memorizing it. He learns exactly where to touch. When to pause. When to not give in.

“God, the way you look at me… I bet you’d let me do anything, wouldn’t you?” “N-no—” “Liar. You’re already soaked.”

He loves how shy you are. And he’s mean about it. The more flustered you get, the meaner he becomes. Not in a malicious way—but in that cocky more experienced guy who knows he’s got you way. He’ll say things that make your soul leave your body and act like it’s nothing.

“You’re shaking,” he murmurs, voice smug against your skin. “That scared… or just that desperate?” You suck in a shaky breath, too flustered to answer. He chuckles. Low. Close. Too close. “Yeah,” he hums, dragging his lips along your neck, “I thought so. You’re kind of adorable when you don’t know what to do with yourself.”

Smirks when you cover your face. Moves your hands away. Forces you to look at him.

“Nah. I wanna see you when I make you fall apart.”

He doesn’t rush. Not once. Ben takes his time. Every kiss is slow and purposeful. His fingers don’t explore—they map. And when he finally touches you—really touches you—it’s like he’s been waiting forever.

“Shit… you’re so wet. Just from a kiss?” “I—I can’t help it—” “Didn’t say stop. Just wanna hear you admit it.”

He makes you feel everything. Makes sure you notice his hands. His mouth. The way he grinds against you just right until your hips jerk like instinct.

And he laughs, low and breathless.

“You’re so sensitive. Can’t wait to see what you look like when I actually fuck you.”

The first time is intense—and all about you. As much as he teases, Ben doesn’t half-ass this. He wants you to remember it. Wants to absolutely ruin any expectations you’ve ever had.

He whispers in your ear the whole time. Groans when he pushes in slowly. Still teases, but there’s heat in it now—less mocking, more possessive.

“Tight as hell. No one’s touched you like this before, huh?” “Ben—” “Say it. I wanna hear it.”

He grips your waist. Pushes deeper. Watches your face twist in overwhelmed pleasure and smiles like he won.

“You're mine .”

And you wouldnt have it any other way.

[sims3fiend]

Sims 3 Settings Setter

DON"T USE OLD USE THIS INSTEAD: https://sims3fiend.tumblr.com/post/777075618948005888/s3settingssetter-new-new-version-new

SORRY ONE DAY I'LL LEARN HOW TO DO THIS PROPERLY LMAO I KEEP FORGETTING Proper release notes and beta edition

I've added support for setting any Config or Option setting, plus live editing of many many others, so it's now release time. Full feature explanation below, but essentially this lets you edit lots of settings ingame directly instead of having to make .package mods, and provides a "better" and more shareable way of editing GraphicsRules.sgr settings (IMO). Sorry if a new post is annoying idk what I'm doing

THIS IS A BETA, I haven't tested a lot of the settings, there are bugs, etc.

DOES NOT CURRENTLY WORK WITH THE EA VERSION

Downloads: Sims File Share Sims File Share - Less stutter config GitHub

More info about what it is (I yap a bunch) under :)

Installation and use

Please note, some settings wont appear until you load into a world.

Download the ASI file and wack it in to your Sims 3 base directory, where the ts3w.exe is located. If you're using one of the presets, make a folder called s3ss_presets and pop them in there (you'll need to activate them in the presets menu ingame).

Make sure you have an ASI loader, these are either from Smooth Patch's ASI portion or dxwrapper. I recommend dxwrapper, just make sure you set the LoadPlugins value to 1 (should be default)

Start the game, you might experience a little more of an initial "freeze" when starting the game than usual, this is from the script logging a bunch of config calls during initialization, there's like 800 or something nuts. It should not have any negative impact on regular loading or gameplay, and I plan to turn the logging off… eventually.

Press Insert to open up the menu. Go crazy and change everything, make the sun huge, crank bloom up, live.

Check the box next to a live setting to have it save for next time you launch, same thing for config but you also have to press save down the bottom because I forgot

Help I crashed/the game doesn't start with the mod!

Please send me your hooks_log.txt if you're experiencing any crashing issues. If the crash is because you set some value to like 7 billion, that's on you, you can just delete the line out of script_settings.ini or go to Settings -> Clear all settings

If you can't get the game to run with the mod, lmk also, please tell me if you're using a launcher, if you're using any other .asi mods, using dxvk, etc. as well as what operating system you're on.

Features

Live Edit

This is the new™ and now main part of the mod. I've mapped out several/most of the exes main "settings" (anything that interacts w/ 0x005a00a0 and some that don't) areas, which allows you to now, in game, change these values whereas before it was a whole arduous process of making .package mods. I mapped these all statically so some of the offsets/addresses might be wrong.

I was gunna list the settings but there's 260~ of them so maybe not?

I plan to add missing specific individual settings from Config eventually. If you think a setting is missing, or if you think I've mapped a value wrong (i.e. you know it has an effect but it's not working with my mod or is crashing you, or one value is changing multiple things), please let me know. Render/er is definitely missing some, that's because the function is scary and I don't like it.

Values (sometimes) have sliders with the min and max value I found in the exe set, if you want to go higher, you can double click to type in your own number.

Some interesting things you can do with the settings:

Set max lots higher than 8 AND increase the radius so it actually shows (will crash if set too high ~35+, need to investigate) by changing values in Streaming

Play in a game where the sun never sets or rises by editing Sky Common -> Sunset/Sunrise Time

Change shadow settings (includes the same thing as LD's shadow extender mod under), extending shadows (they will still look hideous, writing a post about why currently)

Change various light settings to get the perfect look for your game. Some popular mods edit these values for their looks (presets soon?)

Do whatever… this is…?

Game Config

The function we're hooking (0x0058c380) only seems to effect Config (GraphicsRules.sgr in the .exe directory) and Options (Options.ini in the documents/Sims3 directory), but logs a whole bunch of other thing. Feel free to toggle the option in the settings tab and try changing a bunch, it should in theory work because the function is reading and writing but somewhere it gets overridden or something idk 🤷

It lets you set any that fall under those two categories/headings, which means there's some like ForceHighLODObjects that aren't in the actual file and are settable. You might notice some show different values than what they're set as in your config, this could either be that I'm hooking it too early (I don't think I am), or the value is getting overwritten or changed somewhere in the exe. If there's a setting that's in the file but not in the list that you think does something, lmk, but it should capture everything.

I haven't mapped all of the Config/Option settings to Live Edit as they're all split up in the exe, if there's one you want in particular, lmk.

Presets

I've prepared a preset with just the essentials from my GraphicsRules file post with the idea that you can then use this with a stock GraphicsRules file instead of having to manage different versions, giving you the ability to toggle certain things back to default. I might make some visual "enhancement" presets or something later, either based off popular mods or my own insanity, we'll see.

Presets go into the s3ss_presets folder, and currently they stack rather than replace (not intentional but I might keep it)

Known issues:

Rendering toggles need to be re-toggled each load - Easy fix I'm just lazy

Options settings overwrite the actual Options.ini file (idk why??)

Occasionally D3D9 wont hook, I can't replicate this reliably to test so lmk if you can lmao

I mapped all the settings pretty hastily, so some are bound to be wrong

Was flagged as a virus briefly??? Praying this never happens again because I have no idea what to do to fix that dshjakfhhsdaj

Presets stack, if you apply a preset and you have existing values, they stack together… I kind of like that though as a concept so I just added a clear all option to settings, I might rework it later.

Some Live Edit value locations might change during gameplay, resulting in the menu displaying them incorrectly and crashing the game if edited in a broken state. I've checked most off them and they don't seem to, but Render ones did. Let me know if you experience it as I can probably find a static pointer like I did for Render.

Planned things:

Searching. God that'd be good…

Go over existing maps again, some I did early on before I supported static values, 4 float arrays, etc. so I've probably messed some up

Adding every single GraphicsRule.sgr setting to Live

Maybe adding some of my performance mods to it? Or should I keep them as their own individual thing? Mmmm I dunno

I still haven't looked at the way everyone else has been editing the "live" settings, so I should probably do that, there's probably a lot of info out there but at this point I'm too invested in my weird approach djsakfsksaffsa

Updates:

18.10.24 - Hopefully fixed an issue effect people using launchers, as well as a fix for the process hanging after quitting (would look closed but the process is still there in the bg). Also fixed presets applying. 17.10.24 - Hopefully fix a D3D issue that might've resulted in the game freezing/looking frozen. Handles D3D device resets. Will expand in the future to cover other areas maybe.