Balls (shiny)

please yap about enki’s sister I beg of you. she’s so cool and so are you

AW thank you!! 🫶

and thanks for letting me indulge in talking about these two!! here's how I see it:

I really like the idea that the ritual fight that was mentioned in Enki's intro wasn't the only time he had to face off against his sister. It was always like that for him and Ninmah. The priests that took them in saw their potential and wanted to know who the superior sibling was.

My headcanon is that not only was Enki physically weaker than her, but emotionally frail as well. That no matter what, he'd always be a close second to his "better" twin. Ninmah was exceptional and obedient. Enki was completely pathetic next to her.

I like to think when they were super young, they did care for each other. But under harsh, abusive conditions from the priests, it further drove a wedge between them. And Enki's frailty warped into his distinct bitterness as to no longer appear as weak - as to compete on the same level as Ninmah.

The ritual fight was an inevitability. A scheme to see who truly was strong enough to live. So when Ninmah spared Enki, it was sort of her way of communicating that she still cared about her brother. Even if they were pitted against one another, even if she seemed unfeeling and unbothered, she still loved him as much as a young (definitely traumatized) girl could in that situation.

So when Enki's given the choice to either accept her mercy or literally backstab her, both are completely plausible. Like yeah he also possibly still loves her. That's his sister and she was always there for him. But on the other hand, after years of cruel reprimanding, he finally had the perfect opportunity to prove his superiority.

Either way, it doesn't end happily at all. If Enki kills Ninmah and raises her as a ghoul, I'm going to assume she won't be completely herself. She's basically dead. The other route is also tragic. Enki accepts defeat and gets chucked into a well. And at the bottom, his resentment festers. Not only towards his whole diocese but also directed at Ninmah. Because if she did truly love him, why did she not rescue him? (In truth, she would've also been doubly punished, let's be real.)

Assuming they're both alive, I'm entirely convinced that they haven't spoken to each other in over a decade. Enki's probably got a LOT of indignation for his old order and, by extension, Ninmah. And Ninmah acknowledges that he's moved on. Maybe it's best they never see each other.

No wonder Enki is such a big hater. He was one of the few people born into this world with someone and yet he still ended up abandoned and alone. :,)

anywayzz that was very rambly and very sad. but did you know bc enki is green and ninmah’s red this means theyre mario and luigi coded

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Silco:

Also Silco:

I don’t have many furry adjacent dolls, but it’s always fun to add another to my collection. I just hope one day I can find a Hasbro Peteena doll but she’s gotten way more scarce in recent years. https://www.instagram.com/p/CUABkgnhiIr/?utm_medium=tumblr

arcane + receiving bjs

cw: smut, fem!plus sized reader, muzzling (finn's), touch-starved, virgin bjs (viktor)

Vander

Warm, calloused hands cup your cheeks the moment your tongue laps at the pearling bead of cum on his tip. His breathing is slow, thumbs smooth over the soft skin. His cock is very thick with swollen, round balls--he's not stupid, he knows he's big. He's in no rush for you to take him, he wants you to go at your own pace though he can't hide how he's very visibly throbbing and twitching as cum leaks from his tip, pooling down onto your waiting tongue.

The moment you actually, fully take him as far as you're able his body has tensed up. He's white-knuckling his worn-down chair with one hand while the other rakes through his short slicked-back hair. He hates how quickly you make him cum, he hasn't had the privilege of a girlfriend in a very long time much less a pretty mouth to empty his load down all the while cooing sweet praises.

"'Atta girl, take every last dop down that cute throat of yours. That's a good girl, my pretty girl. Did so fucking well, darl. Gonna make me cum again just by looking at ya. Open your mouth, let me see. Swallowed it all already? C'mere, darl, it's your turn."

Silco

Sucking him off or having him eat you out hadn't been a bridge you'd yet crossed in your relationship. You had both left your interactions as soft, quick kisses or lingering touches. You'd place your palm to his chest, leaning up to press a feather-light kiss to his scarred jawline tjat would leave him flustered. He would often hold you by your waist, a guiding hand on your elbow pulling you away from an unimportant conversation, or even secure his hand at your lower back.The want to please him in such a way had been there and one day, you decided to bite down your fear and go for it.

You approached him at his desk, where he mindlessly signed his signature on new contracts and fees for other buildings that he had now come to own. You say nothing as you crawl beneath his desk despite feeling his duo-eyes burn into your back. Your hand slides up his thigh, rubbing at his pelvic bone. "May I?" You ask softly. With a rather stunned expression, mouth slightly ajar Silco nods. You undo his zip with newfound confidence.

"Gods," Silco moans head falling back against his chair hips stuttering when you take him all the way back to your throat. It's so tight and hot and went, he can't think properly not when you suck him off so well. His hands pet your hair softly and he spares a glance at you and cums on the spot, your pretty siren-like eyes staring up at him in awe through your lashes. He moans out a grunt when you swallow around him, drinking down every drop before slowly pulling away and opening your mouth at him. He smirks. "What a naughty girl you are, dear. My precious darling. Thank you for that... Come, sit on top of the desk. Part those delicious thighs for me. I believe it is my turn to repay the favour."

Finn

"Since all you do is run your mouth, maybe this will help keep you quiet." You grin, procuring out a black muzzle. A silver bar runs through the center of it, something for him to bite down on. You fix the muzzle onto his, pearly white teeth bared down on the metal bar. His bright eyes are wild, narrowed and staring you down. The bare expanse of his tattooed chest is heaving and you haven't even touched where he needs you the most.

Heavy, large cock pressed tight to his previously loose-fitted pants. Precum stains the fabric, definitely knowing he's messy beneath and absolutely dripping with anticipation. Finn lets loose a shaky breath the moment you circle your finger along the curve of his cock before freeing him of his materialistic confines. His massive girth falls out thudding to his stomach, soaked with precum as expected.

Finn is not able to make much noise with the bar clenched between his teeth. Only able to communicate that things feel good through strained moans, broken off whines, and the stutter of his hips as he pushes more of his thick cock down your throat. He lives for the way he feels your mouth constrict around him and the soft choked gags you make when he thrusts too far. It doesn't take him long to cum with a strangled cry, whining meekly when you continue to suck to the point of overstimulation. You remove the muzzle from him, giggling at the way saliva coats the bar and clings to his lips. He looked positively fucked out already.

Viktor

I'm sorry, you want to what? He assures you he doesn't need that sort of stimulation, as erotic as though as it may be, he has work to do. Your solution? Suck him off in the lab of course! :] If he can't leave his work, you'll come to him.

He absolutely can't help but stare at you the moment you pull his achingly hard cock from his trousers. Your touch is warm and extremely gentle. He'll never admit he's often thought of this and to see your small hands wrapped around his long cock, the sight alone sends arousal pooling in his belly. Ropes of precum already sliding down his head to his shaft.

Your tongue feels absolutely delightful. Viktor can't possibly think about the Hexcore, not when you're sucking him off so diligently. You're all the way down on his length, nose tickling the soft auburn hairs at the base and your free hand is so tenderly stroking his braced leg. Every bob of your head makes your tits bounce beneath the white blouse you'd been gifted for your birthday. All Viktor can do is arch his hips forward and press his hand gently to the back of your head, encouraging you to keep sucking.

"Oh, dear, that is so good. Your mouth is so hot and wet. I'm going to cum soon. Will you swallow for me? You've taken me so well, I'm so grateful. You look delicious like this-- all for me. That's it, take me all the way. Oh, fuck, princess."

Jayce

Pretty dumb boy loses all train of thought the moment your pretty lips wrap around the head of his cock. Your breasts all but falling out of the cups of your bra, he can't help himself but to reach down and grab a handful and squeezes.

The slurping noises are so fucking obscene, Jayce is doing all he can to keep this image of you ingrained in his memory for future use. He's stroking your hair, no matter the length he's helping you hold it back by using his hands as a makeshift hairtie. He's doing little micro thrusts into your mouth, drunk on the way you take him deep in your throat. A few more strokes and he's cumming with a loud shout of your name.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby. So fucking good, so fucking good." He's babbling, spit dribbling down his chin, his voice is embarrassingly high. Rolling his hips against your face, he takes to fucking himself into your mouth just a bit more til he's cumming hard. Your name graces his lips as he continues to pump his cum down your throat. His cock is twitching, burning with the raw bite of overstimulation gathering any cum that spills out on his thumb and pushing it back into your mouth. "Good fucking girl, my pretty baby. C'mere, c'mere gimme a kiss. Want your mouth on mine, fuck."

Finally done with the male skin, at long fucking last. That being said there's still a lot that I need to do, mainly finishing the female skin; then I have to convert both texture sets to the vanilla bodies, fix up some stuff on the back end of things, and create some patches for a few mods. There's also a few miscellaneous cosmetics I'm thinking about adding, like some optional whiskers and some custom makeup/colour overlays; but we will see if I get to that.

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Angela hunts Venom 1602.

From Secret Wars: 1602 Witch Hunter Angela #2 (2015)

it's been almost three years since Finn accidentally made a baby in Sims 4 (the doodle is around 2-3 years old, too). Her name is Saia. I think one day I'll write more about her cuz I decided to keep the brat as an OC and gave her a huge development. By accident. She is a nice kid, really.

Btw Finn stans let's interact, I am feeling lonely

Imagine childhood Nico putting on makeup. <333

this finally gives me a chance to draw nicos huge fro hehehe