#vampire id pack

[crumblita]

could i have a clown/vampire id pack please?/nf

vampire id pack

names : alistair , valeria , vampyre , vampiress , cathedral , count / countess , lilith , adelaide , allure , alluria , elisabeta , sangue , faustus , luci , luciel , lucien( ne ) , melancholy , marce , silas , viktor / victor , viktoria / victoria , chatelaine , virtue , eve , muse , silhouette , velvet

pronouns : vamp / vamps , rot / rots , fang / fangs , blood / bloods , bite / bites , scare / scares , mist / mists , xi / xir , cy / cyr , bat / bats , stake / stakes , coffin / coffins , night / nights , grave / graves , tomb / tombs , mor / morbid

fwu will do the clown id pack ! ! it ‘ ll be made and queued for hopefully tomorrow morning ! also he had so much fun making this :3c she loves vampires so much

[kassgender]

Do you think you could maybe do some general/generic vampire neopronouns?? And maybe if possible some more subtle neos? (Like ones you wouldn't think are neopronouns unless someone said type of thing if you get it)

- @mossysmolboy

✰ VAMPIRE NEOPRONOUNS ;

— bit/bites , bur/burs , corp/corpse , dea/deads , drac/dracs , fa/fang , hex/hexes , ne/nem , ny/nyx , pyr/pyrs , red/reds , si/sire , syl/syls , un/uns , upir/upirs , vamp/vamps , ve/vir , vex/vexes

✰ SUBTLE NEOPRONOUNS ;

— e/em , e/er , ey/em , ha/hem , hi/him , hi/hir , hin/hins , hu/hums , hx/hxm (pronounced as he/him) , hy/hym , hy/hymn , per/pers , shey/heyr , shi/hir , si/hyr , sie/hir , shx/hxr (pronounced as she/her) , the/thim , thy/thym , thon/thons , ve/vem , xe/xer , xie/xer , ze/hir , ze/zir , zie/zir

— requested by @mossysmolboy

☾ — this ask came before the rule on one req per ask, so no worries! for the vampire neos, i didn't quite know what you meant by "generic", but i went for less noun-based neos and did a lot of makin' stuff up. for the subtle neos, i went for neos that sound just like/similar to he/she/they, but may be spelled differently. i use subtle neos in my real life spaces (ey/em & hy/hym) and i understand the value! i hope this was to your liking!

[freddys-kineria]

UNDEAD/DEATH ID PACK 4 ANON !

names : grave , morgan , morganna , victor , edward , morticia , ambrosia , priscill , valentine , kilian , nox , casper , plague , myrtle , bones , perseus , mara , damion , ciaran , grim , thorn , lurk , maggot , vamp , brains , angel , marion(nette) , claud(ia)

pronouns : gore / goreself , grave / graveself , zomb / zombself , fang / fangself , brain / brainself , rot / rotten , morbid / morbidself , death / deathself , vamp / vampself , holy / holyself , decay / decayself , reap / reapers , thy / thyself

titles : rotting (zombie/corpse) , (prns) who is rotting , graveyard keeper , risen from the grave , #1 bloodsucker , #1 brain eater , morgue dweller , (prns) who lives in a coffin , the undead , ghost of ____

identities : felimortic , ghouldogial , royalvampic , vampfem , vampneu , vampmasc , zombin , aldercormangic , genderverval

[neptunym]

i decided to get silly with it and make an artfight sona this year. it's a vampire cowboy who's always down for a friendly spar 🦇🦇

art fight li

[master-gatherer]

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[kimorasimz]

Rock Steady Restaurant, curated by Kimorasimz

Rock Steady is a high-end black-owned restaurant that seamlessly blends urban sophistication with the vibrant feel of the Caribbean. Nestled in the heart of San Myshuno; Rock Steady captivates diners with its stylish ambiance, characterized by contemporary décor infused with cultural elements and warm, inviting tones.

All Information & Link Under Cut

Gallery ID | Kimorasimz

$496,979

Restaurant Lot Type

40 x 30 Lot in Art Gallery District

Furnished with CC

Packs used in Build | High School Years, Snowy Escape, Get Together, Get to Work, Vampires, Dine Out* (Required), Spa Day, Cool Kitchen, Luxury Party

All CC included in link!

Mods Added for Realism

Bouncer by Basemental (18+)

More Visitors by LittleMsSam

Custom Recipes by ONI, Somik and Severinka (Specifically Restaurant Dishes), and LittlBowBub

Other Notes

Plates and glasses have been removed from most tables to make each one functional.

Feel free to send a message if you encounter any issues with this build!

Please tag me if you use it, I’d love to see it in your game!

🚫 DO NOT REUPLOAD AS YOUR OWN 🚫

🚫DO NOT PUT BEHIND PAYWALL 🚫

Link to Build | Rock Steady Restaurant

Thank you to all of the CC creators! | @tudtuds @harrie-cc @felixandresims @myshunosun @taurusdesign and many more!

[comradecowplant]

I've only ever bought 3 major video games in my life, two within the last year or so, and now both of the latter are currently free 🤡

[mild-milk]

hi have some cc-free houses

unfurnished except bathroom + kitchen

built for the bridgeview neighborhood in newcrest

more info below the cut, enjoy 🌼

📥Download (Google Drive) or

on the gallery ID: mildmlk

0154 Bridgeview Ln.

20x15 , 4 bedroom + 2 bathroom

packs used: growing together, cottage living, snowy escape, university, city living, get together, werewolves, parenthood, vampires, tiny living, laundry day

0155 Bridgeview Ln.

20x15, 3 bedroom + 2 bathroom

packs used: get together, dream home decorator, strangerville, parenthood, laundry day

0156 Bridgeview Ln.

30x20 , 4 bedroom + 3 1/2 bathroom

packs used: growing together, get together, werewolves, jungle adventure, outdoor retreat, moschino, laundry day

0157 Bridgeview Ln.

30x20 , 5 bedroom + 3 1/2 bathroom

packs used: seasons, cats & dogs, city living, get together, moschino, greenhouse kit

[beansprean]

Support me on Patreon or send a tip on Kofi!

One day in January I thought, "wouldn't it be hilarious if there was an episode where the camera crew changes places with a crew filming a documentary on werewolves in california. and everyone is playing a werewolf counterpart version of their character?" And it all devolved from there. Ty to @vampireshmampire and @memosminifridge for riffing with me and coming up with hilarious ideas <3

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1. Title card, close up on a full moon glowing blue, surrounded by swirls of fog and bands of purple, blue, and green light. Overlaid is tht title "What We Do Under The Moon" in the What We Do In The Shadows font, letters dark blue with a brighter blue to purple gradient at the bottom, backlit in white.

2. Wide shot of the werewolf character played by Kayvan Novak doing a talking head. He is wearing medium wash jeans, a grey tee shirt over a millennial pink vest, a small gold medallion around his neck with a matching crescent moon earring, and has his long wavy hair half up in a messy bun. He is sitting on a light cream L-shaped couch adjacent to a glass patio door letting in the sunlight and below a wall hanging that says 'live, laugh, lick'. The lower third identifies him as "Navid - beta werewolf". Navid leans back casually against the cushions and props one elbow up on the back of the couch, leaning his head into that hand, and says, "If I am to establish myself as the Alpha of the pack over Lionel and Niki, I must find a mate. Someone strong, powerful, and...nearby. In the same house even, if possible." As he speaks, he glances meaningfully to his left, where the character played by Harvey Guillen is standing behind the couch, his back to Navid as he fusses with a vacuum. He is wearing square retro glasses, airpods in both ears, brown chinos, and a short sleeved green button up unbuttoned to the sternum with a dog silhouette pattern and sleeves rolled up his biceps. His beard is well-kept stubble and hair is buzzed short on the sides, curls pushed to the side in artful disarray and sun-bleached a lighter brown.

3a. Close up on Harvey's character as he walks down the hall away from Navid's talking head. In the background, Navid whips around to lean over the back of the couch with an expectant grin, howling, "Gerardo!! Eavesdropping again? Do you have anything to add to this topic?" Gerardo barely pays him mind, tossing his reply over his shoulder: "No, sir. Seems like a werewolf-only interview. I'm going to go vacuum the alpha den, they've been shedding." 3b. Waist-up of Gerardo standing with his arms crossed, doing a talking head. The lower third reads "Gerardo Cordero de Luna, werewolf familiar (familiar is crossed out) apprentice." Gerardo says haughtily, "I am not a familiar! Only witches and vampires pull that nonsense. I'm an apprentice, and I'm part of the pack." 3c. Repeat. Offscreen, one of the crew asks, "And what does a werewolf apprentice do?" Gerardo goes a bit red, embarrassed, and glares off to the side, hesitating to answer.

The following are all cropped close ups on a mottled orange and yellow background from a colored doodle dump. 4. Waist up of Gerardo and Navid as Navid begs, hands laced together, "Gerardo, won't you let me bite you?" Gerardo avoids his gaze with a nervous grin, flapping his hand dismissively, and replies, "Ehh...not yet! There's still plenty for me to learn about being a werewolf! I've only been apprenticed what, 3 years?" "Almost 15!" Navid shoots back.

5a. Knees up of Navid and Natasia Demetriou's werewolf character, Niki. She is wearing dark red gradient high waisted leggings, a dark red low cut bralette with crossed straps in front, a fluffy cropped brown fur coat, a gold medallion matching Navid's, and multiple golden piercings in her ears with two large oval discs dangling from the lobes. Her lipstick and square cut nails are dark red, and her long hair is permed in tight fluffy curls half up in twin buns. Navid grabs his left wrist with his right hand and thrusts it at Niki's face with an anxious expression, asking, "I smell like I love him, right??" Niki curls her lip and cringes away from him, hands up to swat his arm away as she spits back, "Ugh, yes!! You stink up the whole house with your pining! There's no way he can't smell it." 5b. Knees up of Gerardo sitting on a light cream couch, reading from a book titled "Care for the Lonely Werewolf" help up in his right hand. Navid is laying across the couch, sans vest and hair loose, with his head resting on Gerardo's left thigh. His right hand is trapped beneath him, fingers hooked at the back of Gerardo's knee, and his left rests on top beneath his cheek. Gerardo's left hand his idly petting his hair. Navid stares intently into the middle distance, thinking, 'Perhaps I should be less aloof with him...'

6a. Bust of Gerardo, who is holding up an iPad in his left hand with a drawing stylus poised in his right. Navid, large and hairy in werewolf form but still sporting his dangly earring and little hair bun, is hugging him from behind, clawed hands on his shoulders and wet nose nuzzling into the side of his face. Navid's eyes are closed and his mouth is hanging open, tongue lolling out happily. Gerardo looks up at him with a fond, if confused, smile. 6b. Knees up of Navid raising a triumphant fist with a grin and confidently declaring, "He is playing hard to get, but he underestimates how hard I am to get rid of!"

7a. Waist up of Matt Berry's werewolf character, Lionel, who looks much the same but is casual in a light cream linen shirt unbuttoned well below his sternum tucked into matching linen pants, his only accessory the gold medallion matching the others'. He is standing in front of a countertop hosting a box of Thin Mints and cringes away with a drawn-out whine as Gerardo pops into frame to spray him with water, scolding, "No, bad Lionel!" 7b. Waist up of Mark Proksch's character, who appears to just be Colin Robinson dressed like Indiana Jones, as he walks into frame with a rolling suitcase. He smiles and waves, shouting, "Howdy, guys!!" Lionel stands in the background, hands on hips with an easy smile, and says. "Oh, look, it's our landlord Arthur Simon Santiago who lives such an interesting life in New York City and uses this condo as a vacation home!"

8. Group shot, knees up, of Lionel, Niki, Gerardo, and Navid smiling for the camera. Lionel has one hand on his hip and the other around his wife's waist, leaning into her. Niki has one arm thrown around Lionel's shoulders, flashing a peace sign, and the other held up behind Navid's head to give him bunny ears. Gerardo is standing slightly in front of her, one hand clutching a pamphlet for Tisch School of the Arts and looking a bit uncomfortable as if he had been dragged into the photo last minute. Still, he offers the camera a hesitant smile and allows his left arm to be crushed to Navid's chest as the werewolf pulls him close with an arm around his shoulders. Navid leans his entire body into Gerardo with a huge grin, flashing a peace sign with his free hand.

9. Uncropped version of the entire doodle dump, repeating images 4 through 8. /end ID

[giuliabuilds]

Hello everyone, Giuliabuilds here!

I’m back with a new build: here’s another italian inspired one, and this time I've built a whole village, with no CC!

It’s built in the beautiful world of Tartosa on a 50x50 lot, with multiple apartments, a restaurant, a coffee shop, a flowers' shop, a book shop and so much more (even a church with a wedding venue inside)!.

I’ve used no CC gallery art by: MOONL1GHTSEEKER, CocoSims2205, Katrindekleine, FruitLoops40.

It’s CC free and all the packs I’ve used are listed down below + all the instructions to download it. I hope you’ll like it!

CHECK OUT THE SPEEDBUILD VIDEO AND TOUR ON MY CHANNEL!

Use the moveobjects cheat before placing the lot!

You can find this one on the gallery by searching my ID giuliabuilds ✨ (or by clicking here)

or:

DOWNLOAD GOOGLE DRIVE DOWNLOAD SFS

How to download:

Choose the mirror you prefer between SimFileShare and Google Drive (both ad-free).

Download the file and unzip it.

Place all the files in your Tray folder (…Documents\Electronic Arts\The Sims 4\Tray).

That’s it! Load your game and this lot will be in your library✨

It contains objects from:

Growing Together.

High School Years.

Cottage Living.

Snowy Escape.

Eco Lifestyle.

Discover University.

Island Living.

Seasons.

Cats&Dogs.

City Living.

Get Together.

Get to Work.

Werewolves.

My Wedding Stories.

Dream Home Decorator.

Realm of Magic.

Jungle Avdenture.

Parenthood.

Vampires.

Dine Out.

Spa Day.

Paranormal Stuff.

Nifty Knitting.

Tiny Living.

Moschino.

Laundry Day.

Fitness Stuff.

Bowling Night Stuff.

Backyard Stuff.

Movie Hangout.

Cool Kitchen.

Perfect Patio.

Booknook Kit.

Basement Treasures Kit.

Greenhouse Haven Kit.

Country Kitchen Kit.

Bathroom Clutter Kit.

Everyday Clutter Kit.

Pastel Pop Kit.

Desert Luxe Kit.

Little Campers Kit.

Blooming Rooms Kit.

Industrial Loft Kit.

Free Holiday Pack.

@maxismatchccworld ❤

[oncasette]

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗦 (𝗦𝗢 𝗗𝗢 𝗜)

KINKTOBER ACT II, eric northman x fem!reader

summary: 2.7k

“You smell fucking amazing,” he groans and his teeth drag against your pulse point. Before you can make any sort of comment on that, you feel his teeth puncture into your skin just as two of his fingers sink into your cunt. His incredibly long and devastatingly thick fingers that are already stretching you out as they slowly thrust in.

or the one where eric has a specific taste for blood. yours.

warnings: not beta’d, smut, significant age gap (eric is like 1000, r is early 20s), dub-con, mind control on the low, blood drinking, high sex (eric's blood/v), smoking

masterlist | taglist | kinktober

When vampires had first come out of the coffin, you’d been barely above the age of seventeen, and their integration into the mainstream had been a whirlwind you’d been utterly unprepared for. Being from the south, your parents had instilled a deep sense of distrust in your fanged counterparts. Or, in your own words, fear. 

Your parents had nearly tried to keep you out of college because of it, claiming you’d be much safer here at home, but you’d nipped that in the bud fairly quickly. Still, that didn’t mean you were going to let it slip to them where you were going on your evenings spent at home over the summer. All they needed to know is that you’d be home in the morning. 

Your friends had been begging you to go to this bar across town with them for ages. They’d been going for years, but, being the only one in the group not willing to get a fake ID, you’d been left out of all the fun. Now, though, that you were over the legal drinking age, you figured it wouldn’t hurt to check it out seeing as your friends seemed to like it so much. Or, as you came to find out, seeing as they apparently liked the owner so much. 

“You’re gonna freak when you see him,” Rachel says, looking over at you from the driver’s seat. You’d been friends with Rachel for forever, longer than you can remember. She’d gone off to school somewhere in the northeast–a liberal arts college with less than two thousand total students–and it’d been ages since you’d last seen her. 

“I don’t get what’s so special about him?”

“Are you kidding me?” Rachel squeaks. “About Eric fucking Northman?”

Anyone who’d been west of Baton Rouge knew the name Eric Northman. It was undeniable. Someone could whisper the name in a corner of a packed ballroom, and a hush would fall over the crowd. 

And, yet, somehow, despite living in Shreveport since your conception, it hadn’t crossed your path. 

“Yeah?” you drawl. “He’s probably just some guy.”

“Some guy,” Gina scoffs. 

“He’s quite literally the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen,” she says as she fiddles with her engagement ring. “He’s a fucking god.”

“Sure,” you say, rolling your eyes. 

It isn’t much longer before you’re pulling into a shady parking lot behind a vacant liquor store. There’s a couple other cars in the lot, mostly what your father would call shit-boxes that have either been sewn together with duct tape or have bumpers that have been left to drag the ground. Slamming the passenger door shut, you reach into the pocket of your jacket to take out the pack of cigarettes, stamping one on your bottom lip as you dig further in the pocket to find your lighter.

Your friends have already walked across the lot to step into line when you finally get a light, shoving your materials back into your jacket as you jog over to where they are at the back of the, thankfully, fast-moving line. 

“Really?” Rachel asks. 

“Just be glad I didn’t do it in the car, okay.” You offer a squint of your eyes in a pseudo smile. 

“Whatever,” she sighs. 

The bouncer lets the three men in biker jackets ahead of you in and stops to examine you. She seems to recognize your friends and nods at them to follow the men, only to stick a manicured hand out in front of your chest as soon as you take a step. 

“I’m with them,” you huff, tapping the ashes out of your cigarette. 

“Sorry, sweetie. I’m gonna need to see some ID,” she drawls. The sweetie comes out in a sharp bite that has you taking a step away from her outstretched arm. She grabs the butt from between your lips and stamps it out beneath her stiletto’d heel.

“Fine,” you say. Digging in the other pocket of your jacket, you grab your wallet and hand over your driver's license. You’re thankful you’d just recently gotten your ID updated and have the horizontal one now, or you’re sure she would’ve kept you back. Where, you’re also sure, your friends would have left you to sit for the rest of the night. 

“Have a good night,” she says, handing it back to you and allowing you to step into the crimson bar. As soon as you’re through the door, you dig your pack out and light a new cigarette. Bitch. 

Your eyes gravitate toward the stage. A very large throne sits to the side of it, flanked by two overgrown men with their eyes scanning the small dance floor at the foot of the stage. The man in the throne is bigger. Much bigger. Large to the point that he dwarfs the chair you think would swallow you whole. You watch as he sits up, spine straightening as he looks the crowd over. 

You don’t think anything of it until his gaze falls on you. He seems to smile, and it’s then that you see the sharp canines extending out of his gums. 

You suppose coming to a vampire bar should’ve made you mentally prepare to come into contact with a vampire or two. 

The man on the throne appears before you in an instant, fangs retracted as he gives you a softer smile than he’d had previously. It unnerves you, still, with the way his eyes seem glazed over and his body hovers over yours. You glance back at the stage, eyes flickering nervously back and forth as if it’d just been a trick of the lights and you’d catch him lounging there again if you blinked hard enough. 

“You are… a pretty thing, aren’t you,” he says, voice growling in a register lower than you’d been expecting. It sends a shiver down your spine. He’s tall. Frighteningly, inhumanly tall in a way that has you cowering beneath him. Even seeing him on the stage before, it’s much more shocking up close. “It’s a shame you feel the need to taint it with that.”

He gestures to the stick between your lips with a flippant gesture, plucking it from your mouth to stamp it beneath his boot. What’s with everyone stealing your cigarettes tonight?

“Hey-”

“Still,” he leans down until his nose is inches away from your jaw and inhales. You don’t have the time to push him back before he’s returned to his full height. 

“Who the fuck are you?” you ask, attempting to take a step back only to bump into one of the bustling–and fairly sweaty–bodies behind you. The man raises his brow in surprise. 

“My, my,” he says. “Coming all the way out to my little bar and you treat me this way?”

“Eric,” you exhale. Your friends were right. He’s beautiful. 

“And you are?” You give him your name in a huff. 

“Follow me,” he says.

“I don’t know-” His fingers come up beneath your chin to tilt your face so that you’re like him in the eye. Something swirls within them, something you can’t place. You do your best to ignore the dull throb emanating beneath your dress. 

“Follow me.”

Your legs seem to move of their own accord, hand reaching up to take his as he leads you across the dingy floor towards a door beside the bar. You dodge bodies crumpled together between tables and chairs and slink behind him as he nods at a bouncer guarding the door. Once it’s open, he gestures for you to enter first. 

It’s a small office looking room. Various pictures and files line the walls and every surface is drowned in boxes and other small objects. You don’t have the time to get a good look at any of them, though, before Eric is spinning you to face him once again. 

You can see the way his lips twitch as you meet his gaze, nostrils flared. His hand lands on your shoulder, dragging down the side of your arm as goosebumps sprout in its wake. You want to blame it on the fact that he’s freezing, on the fact that he’s got fangs. On the fact that he owns this whole bar and now you’re standing in his office with the door locked. Not on the fact that he’s probably got decades of experience. Or, god forbid, centuries. 

“Why did you bring me here?” you ask. It comes out in a whisper, voice hoarse from swallowing hard. Breath hitching, your knees do their best not to buckle as Eric steps into you, forcing you back until your ass hits the edge of his desk. His leg comes to press between your thighs. With a nudge, his knee would be pressing directly against you, and you’re thankful he gives you the space. You inch up the desk until you’re halfway sitting on it. There’s no reason for you to be as hot as you are right now, and less of a reason for him to know about it so soon. Honestly, he can probably smell it on you. 

“Why do you think I brought you back here?” he asks, hands falling against your thighs. There’s no pressure, just their presence. 

“I don’t fuck random guys in bars,” you say. 

He stalls, hands crawling up to rest on your hips. 

“I’m the owner.”

“So I was right,” you say. “You lured me back here just to fuck me.”

He hums. You can’t tell if it's in agreement. His knee presses into you fully and you hope he chooses not to comment on how you’re pulsating against it. 

“Would you like that?” he asks. He brings his hands down again, this time to the hem of your dress. He begins to push up. Slowly. Oh, so slow, you barely register it until it’s bunched up at the tops of your thighs. You’re not sure why you nod. You think if asked you at a different time, a second before or after, you would have shaken your head and allowed him to lead you back out to the patrons, to your two friends who would lose their minds if they knew where you were right now. 

His mouth finds yours as he pushes your dress the rest of the way up. You can feel the way you’re leaving a damp spot against his pants and try not to whimper as he applies more pressure with his knee. You don’t succeed in that venture. He tilts his head to deepen the kiss. It’s not nearly as rough as you had expected it to be, but it’s far from soft. His tongue is in your mouth, licking at the flats of your teeth. His fingers dig into your skin as he thumbs at the seam of your panties, pressing it to the side enough to gather the wetness coating your slit and drag it up to your clit. Your hips jump against him. 

He disconnects your lips to trail his kisses down the dies of your face and down your neck. Pulling back, he draws your eyes up to look, and the dark swirl from earlier returns. “Don’t scream,” he says. “Unless it’s my name.”

Before he re-attaches himself to your neck, you watch as his fangs click out, and you feel the cold rod of fear as it slides down your spine. 

“You smell fucking amazing,” he groans and his teeth drag against your pulse point. Before you can make any sort of comment on that, you feel his teeth puncture into your skin just as two of his fingers sink into your cunt. His incredibly long and devastatingly thick fingers that are already stretching you out as they slowly thrust in. 

“Eric,” you squeal. You’re already dizzy, his tongue laving at the skin of your neck. Finally, he pulls back and you feel seconds away from passing out. His fingers are still inside of you, massaging your walls. His free hand comes up to his mouth, and you watch as his fangs pierce the skin there and he’s holding his bloody palm up to your mouth. 

“Drink,” he says. You oblige and suddenly you’re dizzy in an entirely different way. Every touch feels heightened, every item in the room seems to glow, and Eric truly, honestly, looks like a fucking god. The open wound on your neck stops aching and you swear you feel the holes close up. 

“Eric, please,” you whine. He tugs your panties down first, balling them up in his fist and tossing them somewhere behind his desk. Then his belt comes undone and he’s yanking his pants down just enough to pull his cock out of the confines. And if you thought his fingers were big before. 

“That’s not gonna fucking fit,” you gasp. He jerks himself until he’s fully hard. 

“Trust me, sweetheart. It will,” he says as he notches himself against your entrance. 

“No, I swear, you’re gonna rip me in half!” “Trying hard not to do that, already,” he says. He pushes in with one solid thrust. Even only halfway in, you can feel him in your throat. “Feel even better than you taste.”

Your ankles link around his back and your feet dig into his ass in an attempt to get him to move, to push into you until you can feel his pelvis against yours. He does. One thrust, then an agonizing pull back before he slams back in. 

Every part of you trembles as his pace picks up. 

“Oh my god? Oh my god,” you squeak. 

“Just me,” he quips and his head falls back. He’s fucking you at a superhuman speed, hips snapping into yours with so much force you think he’s close to bruising your cervix. And still. It feels good. It feels so fucking good. Every touch leaves you tingling and you think you’re going to explode with his hand finding your clit again. He pushes your legs open wider, allowing him to press into you further. 

You’ve never been this wet in your life. Not with your vibrator, not with any of your boyfriends, not even with the one you swore you were in love with when you were a sophomore in college. The squelch of his cock driving into you rings in your ears and you don’t think you’ll ever forget the sound. A coil within you begins to wind tight, your body on the precipice of turning into jelly in Eric’s hold. 

“I want you to cum for me, sweetheart,” he growls and it’s enough to send you flying. You clench around him, walls fluttering and throbbing as you feel his dick twitch in you. 

As soon as you’ve regained your consciousness enough to offer him a weak smile, he’s pulling out of you and spinning you around so that the front of your hips are against the desk. He thrusts into you swiftly once more, never once faltering from the ruinous pace he’d started up previously. Your back arches into the desk. Your pussy feels raw, overstimulated, melting into the pleasure he’s driving into you. Another orgasm is sure to follow. And quickly. 

“You are mine, whether you agree to it or not,” he growls. His thrusts begin to grow sloppy, cock twitching with every pump of his hips. With a final push in, he cums and offers you the first bit of warmth he’s been able to give you all night. You fall down the same rabbit hole moments later. Your entire body twitches as you do and you can barely feel anything as he pulls out of you. 

He gives you a minute to catch your breath, to gather yourself and spin around to face him as you tug your dress back down your thighs. You’re panting, still, as he wipes the semi-dried blood off of your neck and brings it up to his lips to lick clean. 

“No more cigarettes,” he says. “I can’t wait to see how you taste when you’re… pure.”

“I don’t know if I can promise that,” you say. 

“You will.”

He grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger. 

“Sweet dreams, sweetheart,” he says. “I’ll be seeing you.”

He’s gone before you can ask what he means by that. 

[neckromantics]

The way id be slinking back and forth across camp between astarion and karlach depending on the weather that particular day???

Picture yourself on a particularly freezing, sleepless night-- stood outside of Karlach's tent and practically begging her to lay in your bedroll juuust long enough to make it warmer than the ice cave it is now. Promising you'll buy her anything she wants at the trader tomorrow, if she could just please-

The question hasn't even finished leaving your mouth before she takes off, and you turn to see her all tucked up-- wriggling around like a worm and giggling a joyful, "Woah, your bedroll is so nice!! Can we trade sometime??"

Your linens may be a little singed by the time you get to climb inside, but BOY is it nice and toasty in there! You are boarding the sleepy time express in no time flat.

Nowadays, on any cold nights, when you climb into bed, you find it already nice and warm. And is that the scent of a particular tiefling friend on your pillow, or are you just imagining things?

Alternatively, you annoy Astarion until he finally agrees to let you use his frigid vampiric hands as your own personal ice pack whenever you're feeling woozy from the sun. After all, how inconvenient would it be for him if his only true ally were to die of heat stroke? Obviously, he complains about how sweaty you are but still doesn't move his hand away from where you've got it plastered to your forehead.

The temperature of his skin warms up to match yours after a while, and he doesnt even look up from his reading-- just wipes the sweat off onto your pants before trading out for the one that's been holding his book open.

Sometimes, he's so generous that you don't even have to ask. There are days where he'll notice your sulking from the heat before you do, and he'll approach all sneaky-like and wrap one of his cold, dead hands around the back of your neck as he greets you. He always says that he loves to see the way you jump in surprise at the sudden change in temperature, but you see the truth in the way his mouth ticks up into a rare, sincere smile at the sound of your grateful little sighs. Whenever he thinks you're not looking, of course.

[alcearosea-sims]

Fir Street Houses

This is a multi house lot, each house has 3 or more bedrooms and is unfurnished. Placed on 30x20 lot Pigulock Manor in Evergreen Harbor. Floor plan pics and packs used under the cut:

Thank you to all CC creators! I used these packs for this build: Growing Together, Cottage Living, Snowy Escape, Eco Lifestyle, Island Living, Seasons, Cats & Dogs, Get Together, Werewolves, Strangerville, Vampires, Laundry Day and Romantic Garden. Download from the gallery (origin ID: alcearoseasims) or from dropbox link here

[cariocasimmer]

✨ upland place condominium

Upland Place is the perfect condominium to always have that amazing golden hour photo on the rooftop terrace - but at what price? This overpriced art decò building is perfect for aspiring artists who want to try and make a living in Del Sol Valley.

With only four apartments, the rent is never cheap, but the amenities help: a pool, playground for the children, gym, and a bar. Come live in Upland Place and find your perfect spot on the land of the sun!

🏠 40 x 30 💵 $ 203.740 🏘 residential ✅ no cc build! 🖇 fast internet & grody 🗂 another piece of my save file 📍 upland place, del sol valey

PACKS USED:

🟨 get to work, get together, city living, cats & dogs, seasons, get famous, island living, discover university, eco lifestyle, snowy escape, cottage living & high school years 🟦 outdoor retreat, spa day, dine out, vampire, parenthood, jungle adventure, strangeville, realm of magic, dream home decorator, my wedding stories & werewolves 🟩 perfect patio, cool kitchen, movie hangout, romantic garden, kids room, backyard, vintage glamour, bowling night, fitness, toddler, moschino, tiny living & paranormal 🟪 blooming rooms, decor to the max & little campers

🎨 NO CC ART by AleNena

🔽 DOWNLOAD LINK UNDER THE CUT 🔽

🆔 curseforge id ⏩ here 🆔 gallery id ⏩ priscillabinato

[lilamausmaus]

StrangerVille Motel

Lot Type: Recreation Center

Size: 30x20

Price: 219,532

Packs

Horse Ranch, Growing Together, High School Years, Snowy Escape, Eco Lifestyle, Discover University, Island Living, Get Famous, Seasons, Cats & Dogs, City Living, Get Together, Get to Work, Werewolves, Strangerville, Jungle Adventure, Vampires, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat, Laundry Day, Bowling Night, Backyard, Modern Luxe, Book Nook, Everyday Clutter, Little Campers

Download

Gallery ID JenXsims or trayfiles (sfs)

[sweetbeagaming]

Quiet Voices Memorial

Nightclub- 30 x 20 - 1 bath - no cc - play tested - place with MOO

Willow Creek's historical cemetery lays rest to many of the town's latest and greatest individuals. If you're coming to pay your respects, we ask that you please speak easy- er, I mean use your quiet voices!

This is my followers gift- thank you for supporting and encouraging my work!

Download & pack info under the cut ↪

I keep a notebook outlining all my planned builds/ideas/concepts for each world and this is one I just COULDN'T GET OUT OF MY HEAD! I'm beyond thrilled with the way it turned out. A 1920s Speakeasy hidden below a graveyard- with a dastardly disco on the lower level. Perfect for your vampire, ghost, or other adventurous sims!

Download the Quiet Voices Memorial tray file on SFS

If you prefer to download from the gallery, it can be found under my EA ID: @sweetbeagaming