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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 11 months

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This polygon.com article is a really good overview of who should and who should not be promoting struck content.

What I took from it is that, at this time, there are no calls for any boycotts; just support. Unless you are considered to be an influencer and/or you aspire to join SAG-AFTRA and/or WAG in the future, it is okay to create and share casual content. Your fanfiction, fan art, and cosplays are not replacing any union jobs. The article also makes a point of saying that whether you feel comfortable creating fan content during these strikes is a very personal decision. But it's important to note that those who do choose to continue creating casual fan content are not crossing picket lines.

The article closes with this message:

AT THE END OF THE DAY… Remember: The studios benefit from confusion about these rules. When in doubt, listen to what the official union channels are saying. Some individual members may say stuff that contradicts the guidance, but you can check out the official SAG-AFTRA and WGA websites to verify any information. Right now, the best way to support the striking workers is to donate to strike funds and show solidarity on social media.

#sag aftra strike #wga strike #information is subject to change #july 19 2023 #fanfiction #fan art #cosplay #casual content #picket lines #unions #polygon.com #sag aftra #wga #sag strike #writers strike 2023 #actors strike

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starry-bi-sky · 22 days

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I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

#I AM LOUDLY PUSHING THE BATDAD AGENDA #anyways— add ons are encouraged i wanna talk more dpxdc with folks i just cant find any aus i really like enough to engage with #which is nobody's fault and its why im making my own content in order to reach more people #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc #dp x dc #dpxdc crossover #dp x dc crossover #dpdc #dc x dp #dpxdc prompts #i took a ‘which batfam member are you (except its personal)’ quiz a few days ago #and got bruce wayne. and then was promptly read to filth why im most like him and it rudely but accurately explained why im the most like #him. it also consequently explained to me why i like him so much. whenever i see him in his kindest form i see a mirror looking back #anyways lots of ‘danny rejecting bruce as a parent’ aus. may i present: bruce and danny finding family in each other aus. batdad aus pls.#dpxdc prompt #dcxdp #this prompt can take place at any point of Batkid accumulation but personally i was imagining this as before Bruce has any of his kids yet #eldest brother danny supremacy and also just that one on one bonding #danny being someone who was never afraid of the dark as a kid and even less so as he got older. taking solace in it as a ghost because you #cant hide in the dark when you glow. his enemies can't jump out at him. but he can jump out at them. how can he be afraid of the dark when #the dark is where the stars like to live? there's a comfort in the shadows. there might be something hiding in it. but he's hiding in it to #blood blossoms eat ghosts headcanon #wasn't sure where i was gonna go with this at the beginning and then i caught steam.#batman casually kidnaps an orphan upon kid's request. also the kid was Actively Dying Of Poison. What was he gonna do?? NOT help him?#mister 'keeps candy in his utility belt specifically for scared children'??? no way.

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warabola · 4 months

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okay controversial take. fallen london and the expanded setting is like the opposite of homestuck lore. homestuck is like a frog boiling in water, where if you read along, all the wild twists make perfect sense in the order you're exposed to it. it's only if you approach it from a larger perspective (like trying to explain it to a newcomer) that it comes across batshit.

fallen london never stops having those moments even if you have been here the whole time and consumed the entire wiki and three games worth of lore. sometimes you've been here for years and still get sucker punched by "what do you mean, the gods' true foe is eye-eating spiders". it never stops.

#fallen london spoilers #listen #i can also casually drop things like that #and there is a large portion of you who will still not be spoiled for any content related to it because #because it really is just so disconnected from most of the canon. having this information will not help you.#it's just something that will haunt you at night like it does me #fallen london

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kukya · 4 months

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Towards the Sun spoilers (I guess?)

So I've just (read: a few days ago but I was procrastinating on art) finished reading the prologue of Towards the Sun by @muffinlance (if you are unfamiliar with this ff, go read it and traumatize yourself, I recommend it :D). Even though I felt like drawing the Agni Kai, cause, like. Wow. I ended up drawing this silly one which plays off an old joke instead :D

#atla #aang #azula #zuko #avatar #muffinlance #art #avatar the last airbender #atla fanart #towards the sun #towards the sun fanart #comics #azula is having her moment #aang was not prepared for this #kukyaart #I am casually munching on MuffinLance's content rn #tasty fics (◕‿◕✿)

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guemarasims · 2 months

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decvyed · 3 months

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SKIMTIMATES SET

Hey guys, here is the Skimtimates set featuring two comfy briefs that can be worn on their own or with pieces from your virtual closets. As usual, I've included an in-game version as well as a blender version with 4K textures maps. I hope you enjoy this set and look forward to seeing your characters in it! 🙏🏾✨ This drop includes the following: Cotton Brief 10 Swatches - Male Frame - Bottom Category Stretch Brief 12 Swatches - Male Frame - Bottom Category Cotton Brief (Sample) 5 Swatches - Male Frame - Bottom Category

Skimtimates Set (Blender Version) 4K Texture Maps - Male Frame - Rigged New Mesh • Med-High Poly • HQ Texture • BG Compatible • Young Adults to Elders • All LODs • Custom Thumbnail • Disallowed for Random Base Mesh Credit: Wolves Studios Base Body Credit: @magic-bot Render Credit: @cyrenights Poses By: @sciophobis DOWNLOAD Download the Cotton Brief Sample for Free TOU:

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cats2019forthenintendoswitch · 1 year

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Nothing is funnier to me than sexless disney gays who go on the casual sex app, get offered casual sex, and then go on twitter to complain about how the lgbt community is full of people who like casual sex

#i was gonna say liberal but the biggest example i could find said casual sex was neoliberal/capitalist praxis so like #ya know at least they claim not to be a liberal #my own posts #grindr sucks but its not because it offers casual sex. like thats the GOOD part of grindr #its like claiming Tumblr sucks because the content is mostly user-regulated

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wallsav · 28 days

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Gabi ✮

Outfit 1:

hair || glasses || necklace || top || purse || belly piercing || skirt ||

nails || heels

Extras:

skin overlay || eye contacts || eyebrows || lipstick || lashes || eyeliner

#sims 4 #sims outfits #sims lookbook #the sims cc #ts4cc #sims 4 cas #the sims #simblr #ts4 clothing cc #alternative cc #office cc #casual cc #ts4 custom content #sims 4 custom content

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cheynovak · 23 days

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Sugar - Part 3

Soldier boy x F/ reader (Y/N)

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, age difference, ...

Side note: English isn’t my first language.

*Does not follow The Boys storyline *

Y/N is a college student who pays her apartment, bills and school tuition with the money she makes as ‘sugar baby’ for Soldier boy. What started as just being a companion on lonely moments became quickly more physical.

But how will Y/N cope with the dominant side of Ben when he finds out she has a life beside pleasuring him?

Y/N woke slowly, the early morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow around the room. She blinked, disoriented for a moment, until she felt the warm, solid presence behind her.

Ben's arm was draped over her waist, his hand resting gently on her stomach. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against her back, the comforting rhythm of his breathing.

She smiled, snuggling closer, savouring the warmth of his body against hers. His broad chest was a reassuring presence, a shield against the world outside their little cocoon. Y/N closed her eyes again, remembering last night, after their rough adventure in the woman's restroom.

“What are you waiting for... Claim me.” had she said before he followed her up to her apartment. For the first time in the last 6 months did he sleep in her bed. And it felt good.

Her memory slowly drifted away when feeling Ben shift slightly, pulling her even closer.

His chin nestled in the crook of her neck, and she felt his breath against her skin, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. "Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.

"Morning," she replied softly, her fingers intertwining with his. They lay there for a few more moments, enjoying the peace and the connection between them. In that quiet, shared space, everything else faded away.

It was just the two of them, wrapped in each other's warmth, content in the simple joy of being together, Y/N knew she could never have a relationship with Ben like she had with her boyfriend.

The reality of their arrangement loomed over her, a stark contrast to the tenderness she felt now. Ben would leave soon, paying her for her service, and she would be left with nothing but the fleeting memory of this morning.

Despite that knowledge, she wanted to hold onto this moment a little longer. She turned slightly in his arms, enough to see his face, still softened by sleep. His eyes opened, and he looked at her his perfect green eyes had an expression that seemed almost tender, almost real. "You're thinking too much," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She gave him a small, sad smile. "Maybe." He leaned in, kissing her forehead gently.

"We still have some time." He said with a hint of mischief.

Y/N closed her eyes, willing herself to forget the future and focus on the present. She nestled closer, feeling his warmth seep into her, allowing herself to pretend, just for a little while longer, that this was something real.

She wanted to enjoy every second, to memorize the feel of his arms around her, the sound of his steady heartbeat. For now, in this fragile, stolen moment, she let herself believe that it could be more.

It was stupid, yes, she knew he didn’t like her like this, it was all just physical, Ben only wanted the sex. There was no room for the kind of emotional connection she started to yearn for.

Yet, she couldn't help but cling to the illusion for just a bit longer. As if he could read her mind, Ben's hand began to roam, sliding down between her legs. She tensed momentarily, her conflicting emotions battling inside her. His touch was familiar, electrifying, but it also served as a stark reminder of what this was and what it could never be.

"Ben..." she whispered, her voice wavering. "Shh," he murmured against her ear, his breath warm and inviting. "Just enjoy it." She closed her eyes, letting herself be swept away by the sensations

As his lips travelled down her neck, she let out a soft sigh, allowing herself to melt into the moment. The conflict within her was momentarily forgotten, replaced by the physical pleasure of his touch.

She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of his warmth against her. Ben lifted his head, meeting her eyes with an intensity that sent a shiver through her. For a fleeting second, she thought she saw something more in his gaze, something that hinted at a deeper connection. "You're incredible," he whispered, his voice husky.

She smiled faintly, her heart clenching at the compliment that felt both genuine and hollow.

Ben’s hand moved with practiced ease, slipping the fabric of her panties off her. Lifted her leg over his hip, and Y/N felt his growing heat intensify against her. His movements were deliberate, each touch sending waves of sensation through her. She gasped softly as he pressed against her, the anticipation building between them.

She felt the intimate stinging stretch as he pushed inside her, slowly, with a tenderness that caught her off guard. The usual intensity was replaced by a gentler rhythm, making her heart ache with a mix of pleasure and longing.

Y/N clung to him, her fingers digging into his back as he moved. Each deliberate thrust sent shivers down her spine, her body responding to the familiar yet different sensation of him. She buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent, letting herself get lost in the moment.

He responded with a soft groan, his grip on her tightening as he continued to move within her. Their bodies fit together perfectly, and for those precious moments, nothing else mattered.

“ Ben," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. “Kiss me” she pleaded, and he did, Ben kissed her deeply, his lips capturing hers with a renewed intensity. His thrusts became harder, more urgent, driving her towards the peak of pleasure.

She clung to him, every sensation heightened, until she finally shattered, her orgasm ripping through her, moaning his name, loud. The waves of pleasure subsided, he held on to the same thrusts all the way through.

She felt him slowing down, then stop. An irrational fear crept into her mind had she not been enough for him? Did he wanted something else? She tried to read his expression, anxiety tightening her chest.

It was unusual for him not to chase his own orgasm.

But Ben just looked into her eyes, his breathing heavy, his gaze intense and searching. He stroked her cheek gently, as if trying to convey something unspoken. In that moment, the world seemed to pause, and the connection between them felt deeper than mere words could express.

"A-are you okay, is something wrong?" she asked softly, his voice a mixture of concern and tenderness. He nodded, swallowing hard. "Yeah. I just...” He started but she interrupted him. “Did I do something...wrong? You didn’t come, so... so why did you stop?....”

“Jesus Y/N! Can't I look at the woman I...." He said almost annoyed but quickly stopped. He took a deep breath and then gave her a small, reassuring smile, his thumb brushing over her lips. "Its more than just good. It was amazing."

“The woman you what, Ben?” He had piqued her interest, really hoping he didn’t mean the woman I pay. “Just forget about it.” He said. Before she could protest Ben kissed her deeply. His lips urgent and insistent against hers.

With a gentle but firm motion, he pushed her onto her back, his body pressing down on hers. She could feel him still hard inside her, filling her completely. His thrusts were slow, deliberate, each movement drawing out the pleasure.

He broke the kiss, his eyes locking onto hers as he continued to move. There was an intensity in his gaze, something that made her heart race even faster. With each slow, powerful thrust, he seemed to be communicating something deeper, something she couldn’t quite grasp but felt to her core.

"Ben," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion and desire. "Shh," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "Just feel me." She nodded, losing herself in the rhythm of his body, the way he moved within her with such control and purpose.

Each thrust was a deliberate statement, a slow burn that built up the tension between them. His eyes never left hers, creating a connection that went beyond the physical. Ben's thrusts grew more deliberate, each one deep and slow, driving her closer to the edge once again.

He cupped her face when he felt her closing in, his eyes piercing into hers with an intensity that left her breathless. "I need you to look at me," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "Don't look away." She nodded, her eyes locked onto his.

The connection between them felt electric, every movement sending shivers through her body. She could feel the pleasure building, coiling tight within her, ready to burst. Ben's gaze never wavered, his expression filled with a mix of raw passion and something deeper, something she couldn't quite name.

His thrusts grew more insistent, and she felt herself spiralling towards her second orgasm. "Ben," she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders, needing something to anchor herself to. "I'm here," he replied, his voice a soothing balm. "Stay with me."

As the waves of pleasure crashed over her, her vision blurred momentarily, but she forced herself to keep her eyes on his. She saw the reflection of her own ecstasy in his face, the shared intensity magnifying her sensations.

Her body trembled with the force of her release, her eyes still locked onto his, sharing every second of her climax. Ben's expression mirrored hers, his eyes dark with desire yet tender, watching her as she came undone beneath him.

He continued to move, drawing out every last bit of her pleasure, until he too was swept up in his own release. His face contorted with pleasure, and she felt the heat leaving their bodies, a shared moment of pure, unfiltered connection.

They lay there, breathing heavily, still looking into each other's eyes. The intimacy of the moment lingered, leaving her with a bittersweet ache. For those few moments, it felt like they were more than just two people bound by a fleeting arrangement.

It felt like they were truly connected, their souls touching in a way that transcended words. And as they lay there, still entwined, she let herself hope that maybe, just maybe, this connection could be more.

They stayed in bed, their bodies tangled together, talking in hushed voices, touching, and kissing. The hours slipped away unnoticed as they shared stories and laughter, their connection growing in the quiet intimacy of the moment. Ben's fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, his lips occasionally finding hers for a tender kiss that spoke of more than just physical desire.

Y/N felt a warmth in her chest that had little to do with the heat of their bodies and everything to do with the man beside her. She had never felt this close to him before, and for a while, it was easy to forget the boundaries of their arrangement. They talked about everything and nothing, the conversation flowing naturally.

She found herself laughing at his jokes, her fingers playing with the strands of his hair. There was an ease between them that she hadn't expected, a sense of comfort that made her heart ache with both joy and an unspoken sadness.

It wasn't until Ben glanced at the clock on the nightstand that reality intruded. His eyes widened slightly, and he let out a soft chuckle. "We've spent almost the entire day in bed," he said, a hint of disbelief in his voice.

She followed his gaze, her eyes widening as well. "I guess time flies when you're having fun," she replied, trying to keep her tone light despite the pang of reality setting in.

Ben turned back to her, his expression softening as he brushed a thumb across her cheek. "I don't regret a single second of it," he said quietly. She smiled, her heart fluttering at his words. "Neither do I." For a moment, they just looked at each other, the weight of the day settling over them.

The room was filled with a golden light from the setting sun, casting a warm glow over their intertwined bodies. It was a perfect, fragile moment.

As the golden light of the setting sun faded, Y/N turned to Ben, her eyes reflecting both hope and hesitation. "Would you stay for dinner?" she asked softly, her voice tinged with vulnerability. Ben looked at her for a moment, as if weighing the implications, before nodding. "I'd like that."

They both got up, untangling their limbs, and headed for the shower. Afterwards, Ben wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom, leaving Y/N to get dressed.

When he walked into the kitchen, he found her standing by the stove, her hair still damp and loose around her shoulders. She was focused on preparing dinner, the soft hum of her voice as she hummed a tune adding to the cozy atmosphere. He paused in the doorway for a moment, simply watching her.

There was something incredibly domestic and intimate about the scene, and it stirred something deep within him. Quietly, he walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. His hands traced the curves of her body, and she leaned back into him with a contented sigh. Pressing a kiss to her neck.

He stayed close, his hands never leaving her hips, as she continued to cook. They moved together in a silent dance, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. It felt so natural, so right, that she could almost forget the complexity of their relationship.

"Smells good," he said, peeking over her shoulder at the simmering pots and pans. "I hope you like it," she replied, turning her head to steal a quick kiss. As they set the table and sat down to eat, the sound of the door opening startled them.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she heard her boyfriend's voice, his familiar rambling about his day at work. Panic surged through her. Regretting giving him a spare key.

Her boyfriend walked into the kitchen, "Hey Baby, I stooped by the diner today to surprise you but they said you quited months ago, I understood you just changed your hours..." his expression shifting from surprise to suspicion as he spotted Ben sitting there.

"What's going on? Why is he here?" he demanded, his tone accusatory. Y/N's mind raced, searching for an explanation that would pacify him without revealing the true nature of her relationship with Ben. "Oh, um, Ben stopped by to, uh, I could thank him for buying my art," she improvised quickly, her voice sounding more confident than she felt.

Ben nodded, playing along with her lie, but hating it, he just wanted to brag about how he made her come a few times before he walked through the door.

Her boyfriend's expression softened slightly, though he still looked sceptical. "Oh, okay. Well, nice to meet you, Ben," he said, extending a hand. As her boyfriend excused himself to change clothes and shower, as he usual did, before joining them.

Y/N's heart raced with anxiety, trying to hold him back but he was gone, into the room already.

She prayed that he wouldn't notice anything amiss, that he wouldn't pick up on the lingering scent of their intimacy that seemed to cling to the air like a heavy fog.

But as he stepped into her room, she saw his expression change, his brow furrowing slightly as he took in the room.

Her heart sank as she realized that he had caught the unmistakable smell of sex that still hung in the air, despite the open window.

"Y/N, what's... what's that smell?" he asked, his voice tight with unease. She swallowed hard, her mind racing for an explanation that wouldn't incriminate her. "Um, I... I think maybe something spilled in here earlier," she lied, her voice unconvincing even to her own ears.

Hearing how Ben had to hold back a laugh. Thinking someone definitely spilled something.

Her boyfriend's eyes narrowed, suspicion flickering in his gaze. "It smells like... like..." he trailed off, unable to bring himself to say the words. Y/N's heart pounded in her chest, her palms growing clammy with fear. She prayed that he wouldn't push the issue, that he would let it go and join them for dinner as if nothing was wrong.

But as he continued to stare at her, the silence stretching between them, she knew that her lies wouldn't hold up for long. She braced herself for the inevitable confrontation, knowing that she would have to face the consequences of her actions.

Y/N's heart sank as her boyfriend's eyes landed on Ben's wet hair, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place in his mind. The accusatory tone in his voice made her stomach churn with guilt.

'Is he the reason you could quit your job at the diner? You go to school and still pay for nice things? Is he paying you for.... sex?" he demanded, his voice laced with anger and betrayal.

She felt a lump form in her throat, the weight of his accusation crushing her. She wanted to deny it, to come up with some plausible excuse, but the truth hung heavy in the air, impossible to ignore.

She met her boyfriend's gaze, her own eyes filled with regret and shame. "I... I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

He shook his head, his expression a mix of hurt and disbelief. "I can't believe this, you said you worked at the diner... I trusted you!" he said, his voice breaking slightly.

Y/N's heart ached as she watched him turn away, the sound of the door closing behind him echoing in the silence of the room.

Y/N walked away from the table to the kitchen sink. Ben's initial instinct was to offer comfort, to bridge the gap between them with a hug. But when Y/N pulled away, rejecting his attempt at affection, he felt a pang of hurt and frustration.

“Ben don’t, just... please just leave me alone.” she said between the sobs. “I want to be alone for now.”

His emotions bubbled to the surface, and he couldn't help but react defensively. "Fine," he snapped, his tone sharp with resentment. "If that's how you want it." He reached for his wallet again, intending to leave the money on the table and walk out without another word.

But when he made the motion to pay her, Y/N reclined, her refusal cutting through the tension like a knife. He reached for the bills. "Ben don't, just go!"

The atmosphere in the room shifted, the silence heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Ben's anger dissipated, replaced by a sense of resignation. He let out a long sigh, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

"I don't know why I bother," he muttered, more to himself than to Y/N. "I try to do something nice for you, and you just..." He trailed off, unable to articulate the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him.

He felt hurt, rejected, and angry, but underneath it all was a sense of profound disappointment. He had hoped now her boyfriend knew and left she would be only his. Not understanding how she could be so close to him this morning only to push him away like this.

Y/N watched him, her own emotions a tumultuous storm of regret and longing. She wanted to reach out, to apologize, but the words caught in her throat. As Ben turned to leave, she felt a sense of loss grip her heart.

When the door closed behind him, Y/N sank to the floor, the weight of her emotions crashing down on her like a tidal wave. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her sobs echoing in the empty room.

Realising the mess she made.

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somerandomdudelmao · 1 year

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I try so hard not to turn the "apocalyptic series" comic into angst. But every time I post new pages people in my reblogs are like "hey, imagine that" and then craft literally the angstiest shit in the world.

And I have to sit here, look at concepts so inventively painful that they should be banned by the Geneva convention, and tell myself, don't do this, don't do this, don't do this, don't

#The creators of the bad timeline content set this house on a fire #and I'm standing inside it with a little pink watering can in my hands #like #Hey #come here #it's a tiny safe space #And first person casually brings me a free flamethrower

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guemarasims · 19 days

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Enhance your Sim's wardrobe with the Sophisticated Button-Up Vest for women! This elegant vest features a tailored fit with stylish buttons and is perfect for adding a touch of class to any outfit. Ideal for both formal and casual looks, it comes in 20 colors to suit any occasion. Make your Sims stand out with this versatile and chic addition to their closet.

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