#i desperately need this as a mod please

[strawberrus0da]

Omori but every instance of Something is replaced by

[undertale-fic-librarby]

By the way, if you ever see me reblog something that isn't a fic here... no you don't!

[elena-of-avalor-polls]

People, if you have any suggestions on how to deal with the odd number of positions in the polls, please share them with me, I BEG you.

[theregretofgod]

I would KILL if someone could mod John Wick's Fortnite model for Project Diva I BEG OF SOMEONE

[glokyo]

18+ (mod/ heavy smut... don't be scared.)

warnings; spit kink, mentions of sex, small manhandling, degradation, praise.

synopsis; !virgin reader only wants to please her husband.

You were set on waiting to marriage to have sex; you wouldn't even kiss anyone. You weren't religious or anything but when the idea of it being special came to mind, you found waiting the best route possible. Wanting someone who would be so committed to a relationship that they would marry you... and only then would you give yourself up.

So, when you started dating sweet Toji and it got more serious; you were so sure he was going to be the one.

And, gosh. How whipped he was over you; always treating you as the queen you are, rubbing your feet, cooking for you, providing for you every single day, giving you everything you need- especially respecting the fact that you didn't want to have sex until marriage, not pushing you or asking further questions. Toji only wanted to treat you as a queen constantly.

And the moment he got down on one knee, your heart exploded from excitement. He was your everything, just as you're his; he'll do everything and anything for you.

Toji was glad to be the first ever man to give you the pleasure that only a husband can achieve.

You would always look things up, you didn't watch porn but you'd always look at other people's experiences. Which got you into some kinks. You didn't discuss this with Toji, of course not, you were too embarrassed. When the day came, it was only right to say something... and he's making your first time fucking heaven.

"Wider, baby." Toji demands, his cock teasing your entrance. You're so tight; how is he going to fit your tight hole around him? He's got you trapped, supporting your leg while his arm hovers by your head. "C'mon. You gotta swallow it all, m'kay?" He mumbles, forcefully holding your head back. You nod, parting your lips and extending your tongue.

Toji slides his spare hand to your mouth, rubbing the side of your tongue with his thumb before spitting directly on it. For a first time, you sure as hell do know how to tease him. Giving him the sexiest look, pulling your tongue slowly in your mouth, swallowing it all down, showing him your tongue immediately after with a small moan. "Fuck... What a good girl..." He whispers, shifting to slowly slide himself in. You reach for his arm, squeezing it. "C'mon, mama... You gotta take me, alright? Be a big girl." He murmurs, you mewl, arching your back as he only takes himself deeper on a grunt, allowing you a moment to adjust. Biting his lip at the feeling of your juicy walls pulsating around him.

"You're too big," You huff, Toji leans in, kissing your cheek. "You got it. Take it, babygirl.." He shivers, slowly moving. You hold his shoulders, gently clawing at his flesh. Whenever you move, he moves- slow and steady until your body gets the hint... now he's not holding back. Reveling in the sound of your moans and hums of satisfaction. "Feels so good!- Mmm!! Mhm!!" You moan, squirming beneath him, completely lost in the mind numbing pleasure he's giving you.

"Yeah? I know it does, baby. I fucking know, mmfuck." He groans.

Because he had to prep you properly, he spent so much time lapping up every single juice in your pussy. It being slippery with spit and arousal only made the feeling of his cock in your pussy so much better.

Toji couldn't hold back on treating you like his personal slut now that he's able to make you feel good properly, pulling away and spitting on your aching pussy over and over, the squelching sound of him slamming himself back in making everything so fuckin good.

Your hands grip his back, your legs wrapped around him, completely in a daze and desperate for more. Toji thrusts deep, taking your other knee and spreading you wide, slowly sliding along your walls, barely within reach. He leans down to spit on your clit, biting his lip at the sight of it trickling down to his buried cock. He gives your clit a extra rub, lathering it in his saliva before slamming back in. "Fuck, you're s'fucking messy... god, what a slut...."

note: sorry guys! late post 🤠 gimme dat hundred!!!

[cookiesandcrumbs]

Spring collection by CookiesAndCrumbs

With a @ravensim cameo!

If anyone read my autumn collection post where i said you'd never see me make another collection, i lied okay? Sue me?! But this time i can PROMISE you, you will NEVER see me again. Summer and winter will have to be made by someone else because EYE am nawt doing it. Bet.

Main folder PDF link Zipped up full collection Single files folder XCF zipped up folder (for gimp but opens in other programs) Pinterest pin if that's something you fancy

BGC

20 packages

All the necessary lods, maps and all that hoopla (some might not have some maps but it wasn't looking good in game, trust me)

Not gender or frame restricted except the amPedalPusherPants. You're just gonna have to once again, trust me

No randoms

This is FREE and so it shall STAY at all TIMES

Include however just credit where it’s due!

For more info please do scroll through the PDF I made or check under the cut. I highly recommend the PDF since you can get a closer look and also download directly via it on the order form

Credits: Canvas texture, Elegant grid, Sims 3 extracted wicker, Denim texture and a big shout out and thank you to Ravensim for the hair donation, thank you! And to @someone-elsa for making these amazing SMILING poses when i once again desperately needed smiling modelling poses because there's not enough smiling poses! And also a second thank you to Elsa for making the vespa pose for the cover, thank you! I also NEED to thank @twistedmexi because without the tool mod, i wouldn't have been able to do the previews in the locations i wanted or the way the sims were posed. Bless and thanks! And finally to all my jellybeans for all the feedback when i was screaming about how much i hate making cc! Goodbye i love you!

Well, i guess that's it from me. Peace out! ✌️

[starfxkrreloaded]

hunting practice - jj. m.

discord mod!jj x kitten!reader

we all know about the infamous google doc with these two. they can never seem to stay out of trouble but there’s one incident that sent people over the edge.

maybe it isnt a good idea to film yourself chasing your girlfriend with a gun.

based on this

the issue wasn't that jj had bad aim, the issue was that he had almost perfect aim.

the fact that he kept missing meant he was really trying not to hurt you for once.

he had given you a head start setting you off in the woods as he checked his ammo with a beer in hand, "you better run fast pussycat. don't wanna see what happens when i catch you."

when. not if. so you booked it, despite the fact that it was getting dark and you could barely see in front of you. you thought you made a good enough distance when the the tree next to you cracks, the bullet just barely missed your head.

"run kitty, run!" jj's voice was closer than you thought and you were smacked with the image of your brains splattered across the forest floor when he shot the ground next to your feet. your heart was thudding, the further you got the darker it was and the muddier the ground became and you kept slipping until your clothes were caked in mud and leaves.

another shot rang out, farther this time and you felt like he was toying with you on purpose, "stop! time out! i can't breathe!"

jj reloads, "no timeouts remember? i catch you, you're mine."

exhausted, you try to run again, but your legs gve out before you can make half a step. by now you were crying, makeup smeared down your cheeks when a flash blinded you. he was filming you now, all while you stared down the barrel of his gun, "please i don't wanna play anymore, i'm done!"

jj just laughs, and before you know it he's in front of you with the gun pressed to your head, "aww, but i was having fun. been needing a bit of practice."

all you could let out was blubbered pleads as he trailed the muzzle down your face, "n-no i'm d-done." you hiccuped and he sighed, vaguely you thought you heard him slide the safety back on, but that relief was short-lived when he brought his foot up to your chest, pushing you back down with a soft oof so he could kick your legs open before he settled his boot on your stomach.

"i dunno, you seem like you were having fun to me." the flash still obscured your vision from where he stood over you, recording how your body trembled in fear and adrenaline underneath, "are you fuckin wet? jesus christ." jj cruelly digs his his heel into your cunt, smearing mud into the crotch of your panties.

"s-stop- i'm not- oh-" you couldn't hide it, if it weren't for the thick leather of his boots you were sure he could feel your clit throbbing. but you laid there, shivering and mewling as he continued to grind his foot against your puffy lips. a combination of your hot arousal and the cold, damp mud made you slicker as he zoomed in closer unbeknownst to you. and he slid the safety back off.

"look into the camera, c'mon look."

blinking your eyes back open you gasp--this time jj's shaking, his finger hovering over the trigger right above you.

"i'm a little tweaked out right now i'm gonna be honest, you gotta hurry up."

you let out a whimper, but your whole body goes hot again, "please don't..."

"i wanna fuck you so bad, but you gotta do it for the camera first."

desperately you shift your hips up, rocking in time with him as you inch closer and closer to release, "i can't"

without a word he slides the bullet into the chamber, and you're in tears sobbing as you try to cum.

"lemme help you out then."

jj aims at you and your eyes screw shut in anticipation, when he shoots just above your head, timing it with a well placed grind of his heel and you cum all the while you're crying and hysterical underneath him.

the lights gone and suddenly he's on top of you shaking and frantic with a kiss, "you're fine, you're fine. i wasn't gonna hurt you."

he swallows the rest of your sobs as he pushes his shorts down just enough to sink inside of you--still throbbing and sensitive from your orgasm.

this one really didn't go over well on twitter.

[shirobya]

GYARU EYELINER #1 !! ★

hey simblr! it's my first ever post so like, what's a better way to start your "career" as a blogger than by releasing new cc? i was in desperate need of eyeliner that i could use on my gyaru sims and with other j-fashion looks but nothing quite suited my personal needs so i decided to go ahead and make one myself!

GYARU EYELINER #1 !!

3 shapes (puppy, cat, double wing) + 4 lower halves (original, smoked, with lashes, with highlighter)

available for teens, adults and elders

available for all genders

bgc

non-hq

credits to EA for the original liners which i just tweaked a bit!

NOTE: i didn't find it to be a big issue, but please note that the eyeliner does conflict with some blushes and skin details because of the overlapping textures! it looked fine with most of mine, but it's something i noticed and couldn't fix at this moment, so it's worth mentioning.

NOTE #2: if the eyeliner is used with a lash mod, i highly suggest using lashes just for the upper half! some modded lashes look a bit goofy because the lower lashline is set too high for the eyeliner!

DOWNLOAD (MEDIAFIRE) DOWNLOAD (TSR) tbc!

and to end the post on a personal note, people need to start making more cc for different styles and subcultures (or then i'm just awfully bad at finding more of it.) !!!

[nonsensical-pixels]

SYBOULETTE'S CANDY NURSERY CONVERTED TO THE SIMS 2 🍭

my previous conversions of syb's nursery sets can be found here: dreamy toddler 👶🏽| little dino 🐱‍🐉

hi everyone! @syboubou released their candy nursery set some time back in april to celebrate the release of ts4's growing together expansion pack, and i DESPERATELY wanted it for ts2! it's so, so adorable! so i did what i do, and almost two months later... here we are! i'm finally done converting the ENTIRE set! 🥳💃🏽

altogether there are 23 buy items, many of them functional, and 3 build assets: 2 wallpapers, 1 carpet floor. i'm immensely pleased with how it all turned out! it should pair well with my dreamy toddler conversions (linked above) and also my 4t2 conversion of madlen's kei baby care kit!

credits go to @syboubou for the amazing original set! it's simply perfection! 💝

there are two versions in the download below: a merged version, and an unmerged version. yes, the download is just THAT big. please pick only one! a collection file has also been prepared for convenience's sake.

DOWNLOAD: SFS | MF 🧁

keep reading below the cut to read what you need to read! and see what you need to see!

more previews

things to note

a readme.txt is also included in the download!

the changing table does not actually come with a bin. so unless you place the decorative trash bin next to it, your sims will be throwing their trash into the void.

the crib is unanimated. i tried my best but the mapping and the way the model was made simply would not accomodate any animations without looking even worse 😫

the dresser is just decor. i use the gussy up mod in my game so my sims rarely use wardrobes. plus, the original dresser's structure made it impossible to be animated 😅

the way that the playmat works in the previews above is actually as a rug. i made an invisible recolor of the sims 2 store playmat (included in the download) and layered it over the decorative one so that it's 'functional'! if you just want the playmat as a rug, you can delete this.

the toddler bed is cloned from @themediocresulk's toddler beds as pet beds so that it's less buggy and your toddlers can get in or out whenever you want them to! you may want to grab this mod so that they gain more motives.

items included

taken directly from that readme.txt.

buy mode:

Baby Shoes Box -> 318 polys, $49 Beehive Ceiling Lamp -> 900 polys, $99 Bookcase -> 489 polys, $249 Books -> 84 polys, $49 Cat Plushie -> 840 polys, $39 Changing Table -> 349 polys, $249 Cloud Rug -> 2 polys, $49 Crib -> 1788 polys, $399 Diapers Box -> 772 polys, $9 Dresser -> 76 polys, $699 Hanging Plant -> 506 polys, $19 High Chair -> 1048 polys, $249 Mirror -> 270 polys, $149 Ottoman -> 316 polys, $89 Playmat -> 1584 polys, $249 Potty -> 112 polys, $99 Rabbit Lamp -> 912 polys, $35 Rocking Egg Chair -> 1760 polys, $379 Shelves -> 168 polys, $89 Toddler Bed -> 1855 polys, $349 Toy Rattle -> 432 polys, $49 Trash Bin -> 222 polys, $39 Vanity Case -> 1436 polys, $29

build mode:

Floor Carpet -> 26 swatches, $1 Wallpaper Panelling Paint -> 56 swatches, $1 Wallpaper Panelling Pattern -> 32 swatches, $1

misc:

a recolor of the sims 2 store's baby dangle monster playmat is also included. if you want to use it, you'll need the original mesh from the store download.

phew, that was a LONG, but satisfying, post to write! i hope everyone enjoys these conversions as much as i do! i had a lot of fun making them 💝

have a lovely day simming everyone! don't be afraid to reach out to me if there's any issues with this download. though as always, keep in mind...

cheers ~ 🥂

[aziraphales-library]

Wondering if you have any fics that are the ineffable husbands kissing through history! Mostly looking for kissing and fluff, but I’m not opposed to mature or explicit fics! I’ve already read “The road to rapture has a lot of pit stops” and “heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I”

Thank you!!

Here are some kissing through the ages....

The kiss sinks deep and should suffice for love by KannaOphelia (M)

The first time they kiss, it's in the middle of the fourteenth bloody century, and Aziraphale is the one who kisses Crowley. Kissing him abruptly, against the wall of the tavern, in a stinking alleyway, all seeking lips and eager hands pulling his shoulders close even while a thick warm body is pushing him backwards, as if Aziraphale doesn't know which direction to steer him. Crowley, boneless, tries to be and do all things at once, whatever the angel needs of him, snaking his arms around Aziraphale's neck and crowding forwards even as he's pulling him back. It's clumsy and desperate and their lips crush and teeth clash, Crowley's sensitive nostrils are full of beer and stinking water and rotting food and sweet, sweet angel, and it's like nothing Crowley has ever imagined.

The Taste Of You by teardrops_on_ghostly_wings (T)

5 times Crowley kissed Aziraphale and 1 time he got a kiss back

Only For You by EdosianOrchids901 (T)

Aziraphale has never quite understood what humans see in kissing, but a dramatic rescue from Crowley awakens new desires. Over the years, he and Crowley care for each other and grow closer.

But What If There Was A Kiss by SeedsOfWinter (Series) (G-T)

What if Aziraphale and Crowley throughout the ages, but a first kiss of some kind always happens? Currently Available: Eden, Mesopotamia, Golgotha, Rome, Wessex

Fifty Ways to Kiss Your Partner by ICarryDeathOnMyWings (T)

Alternate Title: 'Fifty Times The Boys Were Soft As Hell' Based off a tumblr post: 50 different situations of kissing between Aziraphale and Crowley. Fluffy as heck, y'all.

And I found one of the fics you mentioned, but there are at least 15 Good Omens fics titled 'heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I'. Once again, please include the author and/or link!

The road to rapture has a lot of pit stops by emmagrant01 (E)

Five times they kissed over four thousand years, and one time they actually meant it.

- Mod D

[alexpilgrimblog]

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but just a friendly reminder from an old man who’s been in this community for 20+ years. Yes, stuff gets broken with updates. Yes, it’s a hassle, but updates are necessary to keep the game running.

Whatever happens please don’t harass creators, specially creators that release their stuff for free. Don’t be a scumbag.

Read a book. Pick up crochet. Play a f*cking vanilla game, without mods, without eyelashes, it won’t kill you.

And if you’re sooo desperate for updated mods learn how to update them yourself.

We’re not entitled to other people’s time and energy. Just chill.

[littlest-w01f]

Heated

Eris x Rheana (See Rheana here)

For @acotar-omegaverse-week

Omegaverse week 2024 Masterlist

Day 2: Turning Up The Heat

Summary: Eris had kept this side of him a secret for so long that he didn't think he'd get so desperate for his mate when his heat hit

Cw: Heat, pegging, Alpha!Rheana, Omega!Eris, FxM, mentions of B*ron's abuse of Eris at the end, Smut 18+ MDNI

A/n: I would like to really thank the week mods for giving me an excuse for writing Rheana pegging Eris cause I've been dreaming about this moment since day one

Rheana walked the halls of the Autumn palace, looking for Eris, she could sense his distress through their bond, and should've known something was wrong with him when he excused himself from a very important meeting, something he normally wouldn't do, she found him in their shared chambers.

Eris lay on the bed, gasping for breath, as Rheana entered the chamber, her keen senses immediately picked up on the change in Eris's scent. The normal aroma was now laced with a heady sweetness, unmistakable evidence of his heat. His body glistened with sweat, each muscle taut and quivering as he struggled to catch his breath.

She reached out a hand, gently brushing back a strand of damp hair from his forehead. "Eris," she whispered softly, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. "It's okay, my love. I'm here for you."

"Rhea..." Eris whined, chest rising as her skilled hands worked his tunic off, "I... I don't... I don't know what's wrong with me."

Rheana's eyes softened, "Oh baby, nothing is wrong with you... You've just gone into heat."

Eris groaned at Rheana's words, his body writhing under her touch. He tried to speak but all that came out were guttural sounds of need and desire. His eyes fluttered open, revealing dark eyes clouded with lust, reflecting the burning fire within him.

Rheana's fingers deftly removed his tunic, exposing his chiselled torso. Every inch of him seemed to burn hotter than usual, every nerve ending screaming for relief. His cock twitched against his pants, straining.

"Rhea," he moaned again, reaching out for her. "Please… help me."

Rheana nodded, her fingers deftly working at Eris's pants, freeing his hard cock. His clothes fell away, and he lay bare, body burning with arousal, the scent of his slick thick in the air.

"I know it must seem overwhelming," Rheana continued, her voice low and comforting. "But we'll get through this. Just remember how good it feels once we're through, alright?"

Eris nodded weakly, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore. All he could focus on was the throbbing ache between his legs, begging for release. His cock sprang free, standing proud and eager, dripping precum wherever it could reach.

Rheana's hands were gentle yet firm as they caressed his thighs, spreading them wide to give her better access. Her touch sent sparks shooting through his veins, making him buck his hips upwards instinctively as she gave his cock a few strokes before leaning in to lick at the head, sucking softly.

"Oh-" he breathed out, watching as Rheana leaned down to take him into her mouth.

Eris's back arched off the bed as Rheana's warm, wet mouth enveloped his throbbing cock. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive head, teasing and coaxing out more precum. She took him deeper, her mouth massaging his cock as she bobbed up and down.

"E-ahh! Rhea!" Eris cried out, his hands tangling in her hair to have some semblance of hold. His hips rocked in time with her strokes, trying to fuck her face with desperate abandon, but she moved at her own pace. The sensation was intense, bordering on pain, but he couldn't stop, didn't want to stop. Not until he exploded down her throat and from the scent of his pheromones, Rheana knew he wouldn't last long at all.

The pleasure coursing through Eris's body was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Each stroke of Rheana's talented tongue sent waves of ecstasy crashing over him. He pulled her closer, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust.

His breathing grew ragged, his moans turning into pleas for release. "Rhea… I'm close," he panted out, feeling the coil inside him tightening rapidly.

Rheana hummed around his cock, her hand moving to the curve of his ass, fingers trailing till they found his hole wet with slick, watching his reaction she plunged a single finger in.

The unexpected intrusion made Eris cry out loudly, his entire body tensing up. But the shock quickly turned into pleasure as Rheana's finger began to move inside him, stretching and preparing him for what was to come and he exploded down her throat. He bucked wildly against her mouth as Rheana drank his release, licking him clean, the dual sensations of her lips working his cock and her finger probing his ass nearly too much to bear in his aftershock, twitching slightly. "Fuck! Rheana… please…"

She pulled off his cock, giving the underside a few long licks, "Please what, my sweet omega?" She teased, her finger still moving in his ass.

Eris's mind was foggy with lust, his thoughts fragmented and incoherent. All he knew was that he needed more, needed Rheana to fill him completely. "Please… fuck me," he begged, his voice strained and desperate. "I need you inside me, now."

"Aww, look at you, you've leaned to beg so sweet," Rheana cooed, using her free hand to stroke his cock as she added another finger in his ass, stretching him

The addition of a second finger sent Eris spiralling even further into madness. He screamed out loud, his body shaking violently under Rheana's relentless assault. His cock throbbed in her hand, slowly growing hard again.

"Cauldron… yes!" he roared, feeling her fingers curl inside him, stroking that sweet spot that drove him insane. "I'm…!"

The second orgasm hit Eris like a sudden tidal wave, sweeping him off his feet and carrying him away on its crest. His cock pulsed violently in Rheana's hand, his seed spurting forth in thick ropes that landed on his own chest and stomach. His cries echoed throughout the room, raw and primal, as he rode out the waves of pleasure that racked his body.

As the spasms finally subsided, leaving him panting heavily, Eris managed to open his eyes. He looked down at himself, covered in his own cum, and then at Rheana who was still there between his spread legs. A lazy smile crept onto his lips, satisfaction painting his features.

"Feeling better, my darling?" Rheana cooed, asking softly, still stroking him in his after-shock, "Do you want more?"

Eris let out a content sigh, feeling utterly spent but also incredibly sated. His muscles relaxed, the tension seeping out of him slowly. "Yes," he admitted breathlessly, looking into Rheana's eyes. "I always want more when it comes to you."

Rheana stood up to her full height, pulling her fingers out of his ass, he didn't know when, but she had removed her clothes, his eyes wide as he sees her wearing her strap, deep purple in colour and fit her taste perfectly, "Well then, hope you're prepared." She smiled sweetly.

Eris watched, captivated, as Rheana stood up. His gaze drifted lower, taking in the sight of her naked body, curves highlighted in the dim lighting of their bedroom. His eyes widened further when he saw the strap hanging from her hips. He swallowed hard, anticipation coursing through his veins.

"I'm ready," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "For whatever you want to do to me."

She smiled, getting on top of him to position herself on him, Eris gasped as he felt the tip of the strap against his ass, she pushed in fully, stretching his ass completely he groaned sharply as Rheana impaled him on her strap-on, the thick shaft stretching his ass to its limits. He felt every inch of her penetrate him, filling him completely. The pressure was intense, almost painful, but it was a good kind of pain, one that only served to heighten his arousal.

His hands flew to her hips, gripping tightly as he tried to adjust to the sudden invasion. Rheana started to move, her hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had Eris moaning in ecstasy. With each thrust, he felt himself being driven deeper into the mattress, his body submitting completely to hers.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as Rheana pumped her hips, driving the glass strap in and out of Eris's stretched asshole. The slickness of his own fluids provided the perfect lubrication, allowing her to move with ease.

Eris's moans grew louder, more desperate, as he surrendered to the pleasure. His hands gripped her hips harder, urging her on, pleading silently for more. The sensation of being filled so completely, of having his ass pounded by Rheana's strap, hitting the sweet spot inside him with every stroke, was intoxicating, driving him closer and closer to the brink of another orgasm.

Eris loved every moment of being pegged by Rheana, relishing in the way her hips ground against his ass, the way her strap filled him completely. He could feel every ridge and bump of the glass toy, each movement sending sparks of pleasure shooting through his body.

His moans were constant, his body writhing beneath hers as he gave himself over to the pleasure entirely. His cock throbbed with need, precum leaking steadily from the tip. He was so close, teetering on the edge of another powerful orgasm, pain and pleasure twisting in his belly.

Eris' eyes filled with tears as Rheana leaned forward to kiss his eyes, kissing all over his face, his eyes rolled back in pleasure as Rheana leaned forward to claim his lips in a hard kiss, his legs locked around her as she claimed him with every thrust, "Shhh... Baby, just feel me."

The kiss was hard and passionate, matching the intensity of their lovemaking. As Rheana continued to pound into him, her movements became more erratic, less controlled. Her grip on his hips tightened, her nails digging into his skin slightly.

Eris tried to meet her every thrust, his legs locking around her waist to pull her even closer. The sensation of her strap plunging into him, coupled with the taste of her lips on his, the taste of his cum on her lips and tongue, was enough to send him spiralling towards climax once again.

After several more minutes of relentless pounding, Eris's body finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure. He cried out loudly, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train. His cock twitched and spasmed, releasing yet another load of cum onto his stomach.

He went limp underneath Rheana, completely spent and satisfied. His body was covered in a layer of his own sticky fluid, making him look like a work of art. But despite his exhaustion, he couldn't help but reach out for her, wanting to hold onto her as he both came down from his high.

Rheana gently touched his cheeks bringing a small smile to Eris's lips, despite the exhaustion clouding his mind. As she slowly pulled out of him, he let out a low groan, feeling the stretch of his ass as she withdrew.

She took care not to hurt him, her movements slow and measured. She slid off to the side, waving her strap away the way she had done with her clothes, cleaning him fully with the same motion, laying beside him and pulling him into a tender embrace. Her arms wrapped around him, holding him close as they both caught their breath.

Eris clung to Rheana's muscular arms, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held onto her tightly. Soft tears left his eyes, trickling down over the bridge of his nose, his temples and onto the pillow beneath him. He wasn't sure why he was crying, maybe it was just relief from the intense session they'd just had.

Regardless of the reason, he buried his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. The scent of her, mixed with the lingering smell of sweat and sex, was comforting.

"Eris, you never have to be embarrassed about your needs ever again." Rheana sighed, holding her omega close to her, still sensing his heat, stroking his back gently, "I know you were never allowed to feel your urges fully, but now you can..." She knew, his father had forced him on supplements after whipping him through his heats to try to force him to control his pheromones, but he had failed, because no omega could hold their urges during their heat forever, it wasn't natural to.

He snuggled closer to her, enjoying the warmth of her body and the steady beat of her heart. Despite everything, he felt safe and loved in her arms, something he hadn't experienced in a long time. "You didn't get to cum..." He whispered, his eyes heavy.

"We can worry about me late," Rheana kissed his temple, sending him off to sleep. "Rest well, my love,"

{General Taglist - @nox-ceur @lilah-asteria @paleidiot @dee-writes-smut @adalia-jaycee @anarchiii @alwayshave-faith}

{Eris Taglist - @fxckmiup @slut4acotar @secret-third-thing @shadowsingers-mate @fieldofdaisiies}

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[moriparty413]

happy pope listening to megalovania anniversary eve. as much as i don't want to think about it, it's also the one year anniversary of the urfaveisunfuckable disaster, and some of you may remember me as mod gortys (or mori or rhys. yes my name is rhys. no im not mod rhys. we're two different people with the same name. it happens.) i wouldn't be making this post if i wasn't absolutely desperate, so if you were at all entertained by that clusterfuck, please do me a favor and just read.

i've made this announcement before, but i was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia at the end of september (which is leukemia awareness month, ironically enough.) needless to say, chemo is expensive. i was a college student who was only able to go on scholarship, and the scholarship was rapidly becoming not enough. my parents are both teachers, a job that notoriously never pays well, and my dad quit to be able to take time to take me to my appointments.

my aunt made a gofundme for my care, and the reason i'm so hesitant to link it is that she included my legal name and face, and i know that many people on this site are no better off than me. i am truly desperate, as i spent the majority of october and november in this hospital and this is, needlessly to say, a huge obstacle to getting a job. even though i'm now in remission (not completely, there's some residual left), i'm still going to have to get maintenance chemo about once a month, and the only way to completely ensure i don't have a relapse is to get a bone marrow transplant. this would mean i'll have to stay in the hospital for another month, have visits three times a week for another 3 months, and then have visits slowly getting less often for another 3 months. even then, i'll have to have more frequent checkups for the rest of my life just to make sure i stay well.

even if you can only signal boost, not donate, i would greatly appreciate it. if i had a dollar for every note on that video recapping the drama, i'd have at least 43k. any amount of help would be appreciated. we've only reached about 4k, and while i'm grateful and surprised that we even reached that much, it just isn't enough for all the expenses that will be piling on. thank you for your time.

also, if you are able to donate, please don't send any comments with the names mori or rhys on them, i'm not out to my parents in any capacity and this i don't want to come out to them while i'm so dependent on them. thank you for your understanding.

[storm-cloud-lightning]

Mediums, DP prompt

ok ok, hear me out. There's this fic I read years ago- this one - and basically it has Harry Potter using his MoD powers in a new world as a medium. He brings people back and learns stuff and people give him money for the info, you know, what mediums do.

Now, consider this: Danny Fenton -yes, FENTON- becomes a medium. Could be like the fic where it's in a new world, thus a crossover, could not be. You do you, idk I've literally never written a prompt before.

But anyway, yea, imagine it! It would probably be something he stumbled into due to his rouges messing with him by following him around invisible (or just Youngblood, since he can only be seen by kids) and since it's Amity, people don't think crazy, they think oh man can that Fenton kid see ghosts all the time? Even ones we can't see? Maybe even...new ones?

Imagine:

Danny: Hello how may I help you today

Customer, flashing crazy eyes: I need you to tell me how my mother died

Danny:

Danny: Sir, this is the Nasty Burger

Customer: You're a Fenton, and I've heard the rumors, you can see ghosts normal people can't. Please, I need to know.

Danny, who definitely can't see these 'other' ghosts, his rouges have just been messing with him a little too much while invisible lately: Look-

Customer: NO! I will not take no for an answer!

*they are starting to draw too much attention*

Danny, nervous whispers: Look, I'll ask around ok? But you can't be saying this kinda stuff out in the open, you know the Anti-Ecto laws will go after collaborators. They don't care about collateral damage

Customer, looking around apologetically: You're right, I'm sorry I just- She died so suddenly and the police have nothing. Her name was Jasmine Bale please, please I just want to make sure she's ok.

And thus, Danny stumbles onto a much better paying job than the Nasty Burger. or something idk I haven't written anything in a while.

OR

Danny, desperate for money on the streets of Gotham.

Danny: hey my guy, do you think if I told your son something from you, he would give me 10 buck?

Jack Drake, startled someone can see him lurking outside a coffee shop spying on his son: Uh- what.

[phoenixyfriend]

A lot has been happening today that rep calls could affect. UN vetoes, KOSA, Julian Assange, UNRWA's funding crisis and Israel's demands that it be completely dismantled, the large number of bills we just learned are on the docket for the coming week, and even the good news that is recent successes by the BDS movement.

And like... I care about this stuff. I want to talk about it. But it takes an emotional and mental toll to do it, and it takes time, and... there are two reasons to write up reference, update, information posts:

Compensation. I'm not a journalist, but if I were, I would in theory be getting paid for the information I collect and share to my audience. However, I am not, and am doing this for free. I have gotten maybe $5 in donations since I started this project, and while I recognize that this is probably because people are (quite rightly) donating instead to Palestinian charities or local campaigns or something, it's a basic fact that I am not actually being compensated for this work.

Promoting change and activism. This is in fact my main goal: to have a positive impact on current events by giving people a guide on the news and politics because there's so much happening that's hard to keep track of, and if I'm already doom-listening to half a dozen political podcasts, I might as well save other people the trouble, right?

The thing is, like... most of the reblogs on my guidelines and helpful posts are from me, to me. I am the one reblogging. I am desperately trying to get these things to circulate so I can make a difference, but... no dice. Some of the posts are admittedly pretty long (my 'how to call your reps, here's some verbiage' post is 3.4k words), and I can imagine some people are saving it for later, and then maybe forget, or they don't want to share something controversial, and like... I do get that. I do.

But it does mean the posts aren't circulating, and thus they're having less of an impact, and I can't help but feel like there are other things I could be doing to help that would be more effective. More bang for my buck, except it's my time and effort instead of my money. Like, maybe it would have more an effect if I hunted down a wider variety of elected officials I could bother instead of instructing other people on how to bother theirs? Maybe going to protests (which would be a huge commitment due to distance) would be more effective than trying to help ensure that the effectiveness of "I actually have a vote and you are losing it" of calls has the weight of numbers behind it.

Especially since I did try to blaze it, and tumblr mods rejected the post. I don't know why. It's not against ToS, since none of it was disinformation or election interference, which is the only reason given on the FAQ for why things might not be approved for blazing, but who knows.

Maybe tumblr just decided the possible blowback on them for blazing a pro-ceasefire post would be too much.

I don't know. I just... it's just really disheartening to try to help and it gets stymied because, as much effort as it might be, it doesn't reach more than a (comparatively) tiny audience, especially when my relatively low-effort polls and shitposts get easily ten times as many notes with way less energy put in.

EDIT: This is not a post that I need to have reblogged. this is just me bitching. This a vent post. What I am asking people to reblog is my activism posts that I spend hours on to try and help nudge things in a better direction. Please reblog THOSE. This one doesn't need reblogging unless you have an actual comment. Reblogging this post just to reblog, with neither useful comment nor encouragement, is not helping me with my issue of 'not paid, not making an impact' or helping with any important causes.

[sugoi-writes]

Nun!Alastor x Reader - The Confessional - Part 1

It's 1 AM, and @st-alastors-confessional has me foaming at the mouth. I wrote this far-too-long drabble based off of the MOD's Nun Alastor. Please please enjoy!

Warning: Not proofread in the slightest, with implications of sacrilege and sinning behavior. You've been warned! I might do another part with more debauchery down the road hehe

The sermon was going swimmingly, all things considered. The Pastor and Priest, St. Vox, lead with a soulful, boisterous tone. Albeit, he had always led his sermons with a strong, charismatic energy. He left the congregation absolutely enraptured, waiting on hand and foot for him to speak again.... You, another sinner among the crowd, tried to absorb what you could from his ravings and ramblings.

Clearly, when you wound up in Hell... you found out the hard way that God was, indeed, real. You had long been a on-Christian, and even if you still weren't... you couldn't look the facts in the face and say they weren't true. It was a simple notion:

God was real. You were not a loyal believer. You did a bad thing or two, and now you're in a church in the heart of the Pentagram, seeking answers.

You were hoping to find a way to get into Heaven... St. Vox's approach was very traditional, almost 'Dark Ages' approach. A phrase you heard once or twice rung through your mind, clear as the morning church bells:

" When a coin in the coffer rings, a soul in purgatory springs..."... no, was it sings??? That, you werent sure... either way--

Many wealthier, gullible sinners would shove money towards the Church, desperate to buy their way out of Hell. The more meek, kind hearted sinners would often throw money to the offering plates to prevent their love ones from suffering the same fate... Whether their monetary sacrifices were successful or not... well, that's yet to be seen. And no one truly know where that money goes...

And so you searched and listened in the pews patiently, hoping that something would reveal itself to you... Would living justly get you out of here? Would denouncing sin in its entirety get you the ticket out of this hellhole? Hell, did you need to declare yourself celibate? You certainly wouldn't be opposed, after some of the shit you saw on Day One...

In all honestly, you'd be willing to throw a few dollars in the pot on the off chance your gut was wrong about St. Vox's approach. As you know, your intuition had led you astray before...

You were five Sundays deep in this contrived drivel, and yet, you still had questions... The questions that plagued your mind could only be answered by the Priest, ideally during Confessional tonight... But, as you tried your best to stay awake through another biblical tangent, you were startled by a choral uproar. The choir, made entirely of clergy, was the closest thing to Heavenly that they, or any sinner, could hear in Hell.

Honest efforts were being made to sing the hymns and profess the Gospel accurately. The pitches and incantations were perfectly admirable, even enjoyable... and surprisingly, all of this was all done in Latin. It was nearly enough to raise goosebumps across your flesh, your senses pleased by the perfect, harmonious progressions.

One among the nuns who sung, with strong, crimson features, met your gaze in the middle of the refrain. You felt the gaze burrowing into you deeper, trembling subconscious as the song made you sway along.

A pointed, yellowed smile graced your eyes as the deer demon sang along. The overall tone of the higher melodic line had felt like cashmere; it was refined and soft due to their(?) unique voice texture. It was a tone that you felt was familiar... a comforting one. You couldnt put your tongue on it, squinting slightly at the demure nun. They(?) seemed to notice your infatuation, their hands folding neatly together and clasping a fine, ornate rosary. Their hands were elegant, long and thin, reminding you of a Royal... surely, those hands were used for more than empty prayer?

You felt your mind run to impurities and sin almost instantly, panicking as you tore your sight away from the Nun. You felt your throat running dry as you shook your head in shock. You couldn't be thinking this way about a nun-- a NUN? Quite literally, a celibate being, devoted to God and His work. This felt... wrong. So wrong, even for a sinner like you.

Your legs brushed tightly against one another, hoping to stiffle the feeling that pooled in your core. You watched the way that the Nun's chest rose and fell, how the angular jaw was complimented by the small, bobbed tufts that framed it. Your eyes became lost in the visual stimuli as you pondered just how demure and sweet this Nun must have looked under the habit...

You bite the inside of your cheek as you felt the Nun's eyes still looking to you, as if they KNEW exactly what you were thinking. 'If you keep undressing me with your eyes, I might catch a cold,' your mind mimicked in their voice.

You felt indecent, completely exposed to someone who you should be regarding as an example of purity and devotion...

As the hymn finally concluded, the Priest dismissed the clergy. He was swiftly wrapping things up as the coffers and offering plates made their rounds around the room. The nuns assisted, coming row by row to collect generous donations and desperate offerings. You felt yourself stiffen as you noticed the red and black demon making their way closer to you, voice teeming with a startling sweetness.

"Blessings unto you, dear Sinner. Many thanks. ...Blessings unto you, dear. How has your mother been fairing--?"

As the velvety voice grew closer to you, you felt yourself unable to move, paralyzed with fear. What if they knew you were lusting over them so superficially? Would they be able to tell?

You nearly fell into the aisle as a sinner slammed into you from behind, thrusting money towards the chaste nun," Pl-Please!!!! Please, this is all that I have!!! Sister Alastor, Sister Alastor!!! Bless me!!! Bless me, Sister!!!"

The Demon nun took pause at your row, noticing you struggling under the weight of the sinner on top of you. Your lungs felt like they were being squeezed shut, unable to expand in their efforts. You pushed with all of your might, eyes closed as you fought back," W-Watch it, you f-- Ugh, you putrid FUCK!!! Get off me!!!"

Swiftly, Sister Alastor's hand was on the neck of the sinner, squeezing tightly as he gasped and gurgled. The nun simply smiled, head tilted," Dear sinner! Your penance is null and void if you cast discomfort and pain upon thine neighbor!" The nun's neck practically snapped at velocity they cocked their head up, looking downcast at the panicking demon. Unable to look up, you missed the smile Alastor wore, threatening to tear the demonic face of the nun in two.

"Take your vile hands and cast them into the River Styx... for your blood money is not welcome in these halls... Now leave this scared place. "

The sinner gasps, coughing and sputtering as he scrambles away, causing you to fall forward out of your pew. Just when you think you're about to eat shit: two large, taloned hands delicately hold you aloft.

"Are you unharmed, little lamb?" You blink for a moment, looking up slowly... only to find Sister Alastor's face an inch from your own. You stuttered as your hot breath fanned against his face, your legs threatening to give out under you.

"Y-Yes, Im-- I'm quite alright. Thank you, Sister..." You allow Alastor to place you back onto your feet, the hands of the docile-looking demon smoothing out your outfit and brushing off imaginary debris.

"I apologize for making you intervene. Thank you-- I would've been trampled to death, were it not for you." The deer Demon's smile could have made the devil tremble... but to you, it seemed entirely sincere," Thank me not, dear Lamb. For the Lord always calls upon his disciples to help those in need." Alastor takes a step away from you, bowing their head and giving you a polite curtsy.

"Alas, I must be away. But, should you need to seek council... the Lord always has room to hear out your wayward strifes and confessions." You reach out and almost touch the Nun's habit, sheepishly blushing when you sense the farmer's flinch.

"A-Actually... will the Priest be seeing anyone for Confession tonight? I... I have concerns. Concerns I feel like he could help me through... Im troubled, and just..." Your eyes are downcast, unable to look at the devilishly handsome demon," Im... concerned about my salvation. And need advice on how better to achieve it... or, if its really too late for me now."

You feel your heart leap into your throat as the Nun's head pulls off a complete 180° spin, the body following suit a moment after. Alastor clasps both of your hands in his own, smile wide and full of glee," But of course! Our hallowed halls could never deny such an honest soul seeking the Lord's guidance!" Alastor's head grows closer to yours, voice hushing. You're forced to lean in too, his voice hardly above a whisper.

"However, he will be unable to see anyone just yet. Return at the Witching Hour... he will have an audience with you then." Your eyes widened as you smiled back, eagerly shaking the nun's hands," O-Oh thank you-- Thank you!!! I appreciate that! I'll be back soon, then. Bless you, Sister Alastor! "

You nod and bow back to the nun, who regards you evenly but warmly, before watching you leave. You did not see the smirk that spread across Alastor's face... the glint of excitement that lights up his candy red eyes.

Oh, he knows damn well that Vox will not seek an audience with you that late in the night... who best to stand in for the Priest other than himself... the Mother Superior?

His mind festers with demented excitement as you stumbled out of the church, looking like a scared, timid doe... Oh, how he would enjoy seeing you again. He would need to prepare for your visit... after all, you would be doing your fair share of confessing AND atoning for your sins... your eyes hid nothing from him. And he was going to enjoy seeing them well up with blissful tears, a wanton expression gracing your cheeks...

The click of the nun's shoes echoed as he followed the other clergy members elegantly, his face not giving anything away. Oh Lord, how you've blessed him with a most delightful pleasure... he'd be sure to repent for his indecency later.