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Valentine's CC 🍓💕

Here’s a collection of all the Valentine's Day & Strawberry CC I’ve made over the years! Click the links below or visit my Downloads Page to browse my CC library.

Moonstruck Mini Set

Strawberry Dino

Petit Toast! Earrings

Floral Earring Set

Strawberry Planters

Retro Blouse

i’ve been thinking about this video nonstop since the first time i saw it

the jaunty walk perfectly in time with the music. the tip of the hat the unaware or uncaring bystanders. the shaky camera with random zooming. the fact that this is seemingly happening in a park. this is peak media i can’t get over it

hey more experienced modders, is there a better way to give an npc custom textures than using skins in the ck? i want the body textures to stay when i put armor that may be incompatible with my custom preset, but i don't want to have to make edits in nifskope/patches for the mod for each individual piece of armor.

thank you!

Hunting portrait of a Hlaalu nobleman. Vicinity of Balmora. Left bank of Odai river. Sometime in 3E 420s.

body worship + finn (giving) inspired by this lovely piece by the talented @whooshhhhhh

''What, not so tough when you're on the receiving end?'' Finn grins impishly, slowly crawling on top of you, holding himself up with one hand while the other grasps your chin, tilting your head to meet his eyes. ''Color me surprised,'' he huffs, sarcasm dripping off his husky voice as he drinks in the sight of you writhing under his large frame with hungry eyes.

''Look at you,'' he coos, ''I haven't even started and you're already squirming. Where did all your attitude go, hm?''

''Fuck you,'' you spit out, brows furrowed, though, with the way your voice cracks and heat climbs up your face, it comes off as desperate rather than intimidating.

''You will. Eventually,'' Finn chuckles, ''If you behave, that is.'' and god dammit, you wanna wipe that cheeky smirk off his face so bad. Your heart is beating in your throat, breathing rapid, and you can't even squeeze your thighs to get some friction because his knee is lodged right against your core, and you'd rather not give him any more material to tease you with. You can feel your arousal soaking through your panties, and being sopping wet in anticipation when he has yet to grace you with his touch is just... plain embarrassing.

...Is this how he felt when he was the one trapped beneath you?

Calloused fingertips trace your lips, Finn releasing a huff of amusement when you let out a shaky breath. Feeling more vulnerable than ever, you're practically trembling from the nerves under his touch, and he notices, he always does, bringing his other hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb swiping over your cheekbone soothingly. Small as the gesture is, it helps you feel better.

He takes his time, his lips and hands brushing over every inch of your skin, every mole, every freckle, every mark. Neither of you has to say anything, he can deduce just where you're sensitive by the mere hitch on your breath and he lingers there, sucking small hickies all over as if he's trying to paint a blank canvas, as if he wants to leave evidence of his presence. He's seen you trace the lovebites on his skin and yours on the morning after, a soft smile on your face as you remember the events of the night prior, a flush creeping up on your face, and he intends to leave a lasting impression tonight.

''Not to parrot you or anything, princess,'' he starts, ''But I've always been fascinated by your lips,'' he pushes two thick fingers past your lips, and you don't hesitate to suck on them eagerly, your eyes slipping shut as you hum around his digits. ''They look so pretty, wrapped around my fingers,'' he chuckles, and you crack your eyes open to shoot him a warning look that screams 'don't you dare—', but Finn pays you no mind, ''They look much prettier wrapped around something else, but oh well,'' he sighs wistfully, ''That's a conversation for another time.'' He slides his fingers out of your mouth, leaning in to press his lips to yours.

''You're an ass,'' you mumble against his lips, giggling into his mouth when you see the curl of his mouth peek from the gold prosthetic.

''...And?'' he raises an eyebrow, ''You still like me. So guess which one of us is winning,'' he sneaks in another kiss, ''I hope you don't expect me to wax poetic bullshit, sweetheart. You know damn well I'm not good at that,'' he shoots a half-hearted glare when you snort in agreement, ''Plus, I would much rather show you instead.''

His large hand wraps around your throat, ''Like the way your mouth falls open when I do this,'' he squeezes lightly, and as if on command, your lips part as you suck in a sharp breath. His hand lingers a moment longer on your throat, feeling your heartbeat thrum under his fingers before it trails down your collarbone, stopping when he reaches your chest and you brace yourself for a twinge of pain, ''Ah— there it is,'' he snickers, ''You know the rules. Two for flinching,'' he swiftly delivers two flicks to your pebbled nipples, tugging for good measure as he watches you grasp the sheets in an effort to still your body with a dissatisfied whine.

His hand ventures lower, hooking a finger under the elastic of your underwear, dragging it down your thighs tantalizingly slow, not breaking eye contact as he takes it off, lifting your leg and propping it on his shoulder before he drags his cock between your wet folds, ''See? Your back curves into a beautiful arch every single time,'' he murmurs as you keen in his touch, the piercings doing down the length of his cock providing you with much needed extra stimulation, but he doesn't give you anything more but a short bark of a laugh when he sees the way you're dripping onto the sheets.

''Unlike you, I'm not a merciful lover,'' his voice turns commanding, ''Beg.''

''Make me,'' you grin as you narrow your eyes at him, daring him to try. He has never been the one to back down from a challenge, his eyes crinkling with a knowing smile as if he was expecting your response, ''Oh, I will,'' he starts, cogs in his head already turning with all the ways he can torture you so sweetly, ''Count on it.''

this week’s sketches!! click in the pics for a little context and captions lmao

Meet the Skrulls #2 (2019)

written by Robbie Thompson art by Niko Henrichon & Laurent Crossat

I request Yamori surviving his fight with Kaneki, coming back at some point and meeting Naki’s nine children. Also did Naki get sex Ed from Tsukiyama or something? Because last time I checked this cinnamon bun didn’t know how to write, never mind sex.

- Oh Tsukiyama 100% gave Naki sex ed. But the Gourmet probably used Touka and Kaneki as an example to lead into this discussion.

- this resulted in innocent Naki asking Touka about it and Miza nose bleeding, until pregnant Touka still beat Tsukiyama’s ass with her kagune.

- When he returns, Yamori is stunned to see Naki a) alive and b) married and c) married to Miza.

- Miza is not thrilled with Yamori - she never has been - but she accepts him for Naki’s sake. 

- Naki tells Big Bro how he always buys presents on his kids’ birthdays for them ‘just like you did for me.’ Big Bro definitely doesn’t feel a lump in his throat, or a prickle in his eyes. Nope. Definitely not. 

- He totally does.

- Yamori has fun play-wrestling with the brood, though he’s slightly unnerved by their cunning natures and sheer numbers advantage.

- The Nakimiza brood likes climbing “Mount Yamori.” This has resulted in many photos and videos that Miza savors. And distributes, to Yamori’s dismay.

Morozko from the 1924 russian movie "Morozko" by Yuri Zhelyabuzhskiy.

Morozko (Grandfather Frost) is a spirit of frost or sometimes a wizard of winter. Since the 19th century this character has changed, and now he is a symbol of the New Year holiday. Morozko is similar to Santa Claus in his modern role in russian culture.

Honestly, I made this post only to promote the movie. You must see it, it's good. Morozko of 1924 is a silent movie, you can just read the tale to understand what is happening on the screen. The movie is basically a horror (but not really scary, not in modern sense at least), and the plot of the movie is closer to the fairy tale than the plot of the 1964 version.

Pro:

it's a movie adaptation of the fairy tale

it's a horror

Morozko!

actually interesting to watch

it's just 35 minutes long

authentical folk costumes from a century ago

wedding (the wedding song is a banger!)

There are no cons. Just watch it! :)

In remembrance of what we could have had, from Paolo Giandoso's account:

Source:

ArtStation

Venom, Let There Be Carnage: Crashing the Wedding, Paolo Giandoso

I prepared severa ani-concept for the final battle and red wedding scenes. The requests was to help making Carnage feel threatening and Ven