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Completely remade accessories with better textures & glowing tails for your tieflings! Not all of the suggested accessories made it in this release but I'll do my best to include them in the next
Made for all versions of my Tiefling & Ornate Tails
Both Frames
14 glowing swatches
6 metal swatches
35 crystal & tassel swatches
All LODs
Custom thumbnails
Where to find them:
Glow - Body scar (right leg)
Accessories - Wrist (left)
Piercings - Toenail
Important info under the cut
The "RESOURCES" files included in the downloads are required for everything to work. If you don't put those 2 files in nothing will work!!!!
if you’re a fat person not looking to lose weight, i love you. the weight loss industry is going bonkers right now and i’m proud of you for continuing to take up space. kisses u on the forehead
(For the red strands pls download the TH Colour Mash linked below)
pls note if u download the hairlineless version, you must get the hairline with it too!. If you already have the Hairline 2 EA colours downloaded, you don't need to download it again! :D
Fixed the category flags for the hair acc 😭 I accidentally left one of them under nose ring instead of hat. The files have been replaced now, please redownload! tysm to wisp for noticing and telling me!
Saw this hairstyle on pinterest ages ago and thought it looked SO COOL that I immediately saved the reference. It ended up sitting in my folder for months until I finally tried making it this week. The texture is from an ea base game hair! I also watched several locs tutorials/references while making this, though this specific style was a bit hard to find references for, so if I got anything factually wrong please feel free to let me know kindly <3 that was never my intention and I'd genuinely appreciate corrections.
GAME VERSION: 1.121
BGC / Unisex / Hat compatible
33k polygons
Ombre 63 swatches – brow ring (left)
Hair Acc 8 swatches - hat + nose ring (left)
Extra colors available with the Colorbara palette add-on (WHAT IS COLORBARA?)
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❝Old MacDonald had a farm, I give him a titty, tryna keep him calm!❞
Synopsis: The GDA has a new hybrid integration program. The Grayson's volunteered to take you in. In the process, you get to know their son really well.
Pairing: Mark Grayson x Chubby! Cow hybrid! Reader
Warnings: Teasing, fem reader, thigh riding, nipple play, lactation kink? (Marks a little freak, drinks titty milk), cock drunk, unprotected sex, breeding kink, Marks a little meanie, finger sucking, creampie, lots of praise, Marks a little perverted, little overstim if you squint.
AN: This healed something within me. 😌
Word Count: 1.5k
The GDA hybrid program was a simple way to assimilate the minimal hybrids left into regular society. Your volunteer family, the Graysons, were a thoughtful bunch.
Fuss over your needs and make sure you are well accommodated. Especially their son. Mark was considerate. Thoughtful, kind, the whole package.
Always checking if you were comfortable, asking simple questions about your day; offering you your favourite snack if it didn't.
You failed to notice his heated gaze admiring your tits straining against your shirt or the curve of your cute belly.
The twitch of his jaw, anytime you leaned too close, giving him the perfect view to look down your shirt.
Or when you pranced around in nothing but an oversized shirt and shorts, the way he’d hope for just a glimpse of your ass when you bent over.
Touches that lingered far too long; hands brushing the curve of your waist, your cute ears and tail.You never noticed. As much as he'd like you too.
You thought nothing of it. Sure he was at your beck and call for anything, but that was just him being hospitable. Nothing more. Even if you wished for the opposite.
Your obliviousness both charmed him and irritated him to no end. God he wanted to smother his face against your plush body as he bullied his cock into you.
It was a shock to you when he cornered you in your room. Capturing lips in a feverish kiss, tugging you onto his lap.
His warm hands cupped your heavy tits. The rough pads of his fingers swiped over the stiff peaks. You exhaled, eyes locked on his. Giving your nipples a squeeze, Mark's gaze transfixed on the pearly liquid dribbling down.
Mark swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. His breath hitched, “You wouldn't mind if I…” his voice trailed off. Letting the suggestion hang.
His eyes lidded, clouded with desire made you squirm on his lap. You nodded simply, your voice dying in your throat under his leering stare.
He brought his face closer to your chest, hot breath fanning your sensitive skin. He wasted no time latching on, moaning as sweet milk hit his tongue.
Suckling greedily, his lidded gaze never broke yours. Heat crawled the back of your neck, ears flattening as you pushed your chest closer revealing in the buzz of pleasure.
You moaned helplessly, hands threading through his hair. “M'fuck…Careful, they're sensitive.” Your hips began rolling against his thigh. Faltering a tad.
Your breath staggered, sheer sweat dribbled down your furrowed brows. You gnawed at your bottom lip, the slow draw of your hips against Mark's toned thigh made you shiver.
The delicious friction against your panty clad clit made you whine. Your ears twitched, picking up the faint groans that tumbled from his lips.
Mark's grip on your waist was strong, blunt nails digging into the fat of your hips. “So pretty baby, your pussy so desperate f'me.” He hummed around your nipple, choking back a moan.
He could feel your heat gliding against the fabric of his pants. The rough material seems to sedate your egging desperation for release.
“Not right, ngh, we shouldn't be doing this Mark.” You whined, tail swishing behind you rapidly.
He released your left nipple, milk smearing his lips. “You say that but you're humping my leg like a desperate little thing.”
“Shh, just suck on my fingers baby. We won't get caught if I keep your little mouth busy, hmm?” he cooed, shoving two digits into your mouth.
Your cries were muffled. Your tongue sucking lazily around Mark's fingers. “See? Nice and quiet once I put that mouth to use.”
You only mewled around his fingers, hips rutting faster against his thigh.
The dual stimulation sent you tumbling towards your orgasm. Your thighs tremble, riding out pleasurable high.
Your moans were muffled, only helpless squeaks around his fingers.
Mark whistled lowly, “Look at that, made a mess on my thigh baby.” Admiring the wet stain you left behind. His other hand traced the outline of your cunt through the fabric.
You cried around his thick fingers, drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth. He pulled his fingers out with a loud pop. Your hips jerk away from his feverish touch, hands flying to his wrist.
“C'mon, not even a little peak? Don't you wanna be my good girl?” he cooed , voice low and sweet. So sweet.
Your grip loosened, embarrassment pumping through your veins. Mark wasted no time tugging your soaked panties aside, groaning softly at the sight of your sticky folds.
Spreading them far enough to see your twitchy clit. “Look at how gorgeous she is. And you wouldn't let me see her.” He mused. Already tugging his pants past his hips, his lips captured yours in a deep kiss.
It was heated, driven by a carnal need to swallow your moans whole. Your hands threaded through his hair, tugging him impossibly closer.
His hands drifted lower, cupping the fat of your ass, forcing you to grind your hips against his length.
Pulling away, a string of saliva connecting your kiss swollen lips. “Ride me. Wanna see you bouncing on my cock.” Lips ghosting the juncture of your neck, kissing your fluttering pulse.
Aligning his tip with your entrance, your hands grip his shoulder blades, allowing him to sink you down on his length.
Both of you gasp, the stretch was dizzying. Thighs quivering as your pelvis met his, taking him all the way. “So full..hah..feel so full Mark.” Your pussy clamped down making him hiss. It took all his strength to bust right there.
God you looked so pretty and he handn’t even fucked you properly yet! Your warm hole just sucked him in greedily, you were practically asking for it.
“Shit…yeah? Feel me right here?” His hand pressed down on your lower belly, pliant flesh under his thick fingers making you shutter. Your tail twitched as you tightened your hold on his shoulders.
You lift your hips until only the tip is kissing your entrance before slamming back down. The obscene plap plap plap as your ass bounced on his lap.
Your grip on reality fizzling out the more his length bumped the deepest parts of you.
Fat tears fell down your cheeks, babbled mewls fell from your lips. Mark only hummed against your skin, murmuring about how pretty you looked above him. Hands guiding the flow of your hips as you work yourself on his cock.
“S’good…fuck...your doing so good.” One his hands drifting to your tail, tugging on it. You cried out, velvet walls clenching around him unconsciously.
“Ah, you like that? My sweet cow likes getting her tail pulled? Naughty little thing.”
He tugged again, watching your mouth go slack. Your speed wavered, feeling your thighs burn from keeping yourself up right.
Mark only smirked, “Keep going baby, you can do it.” Wiping the stray tears from your cheeks with the pad of his thumb.
“Can’t do it..hah..too much.” He only hushed your cries with a kiss.
“S’okay I’ll help you, just hold on baby.”
He barely gave you a chance to respond before pistoning his cock up into your pussy. You gasped, nails digging into his shoulder blades.
He barely registered the pain, transfixed on your face, screwed shut in pleasure. His attention flickered to your tits bouncing in face. He popped a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
Your body shook at the dual stimulation, feeling a knot in your abdomen threatening release.
“Gonna cum..ahh..f-fuck!” His hand trailed down in between the two of you, his thumb rubbed your clit in taut circles.
That’s all you needed, your vision blurred as pleasure coursed through your veins.
Hot and overwhelming.
Your cunt gushed around his length, it didn’t deter him at all. Mark’s hips only struck harder, helping you ride out your orgasm.
He pulled away from your swollen nipple, gulping down the last remnants of your milk. “Look at that, creamin’ around me baby, shit.”
“Gonna cum again f’me, h-hah, n-need to feel you cum around me again.”
Mark was babbling at this point, utterly lost in your warmth. “L-Let me cum inside you baby. P-please.”
You could barely comprehend what he was saying, body going limp as he overworked your sensitive pussy.
“N-no more. Too much.”
His lips brushed your skin, “Please, just one more. M'almost there.”
Your pussy clamped down weakly, your third orgasm of the night fast encroaching. His hips stuttered, pulling you down until he was buried deep.
Groaning through gritted teeth, hot spurts of cum painted your walls. A pathetic whine slipped past your lips, cumming around him again.
Both of your breath mingled together. Chests pressed against each other, while you both rode out the high.
“Are you okay?”
You blinked away your tears, nodding limply. “You fuck my brains out and thats the first thing you ask me?”
A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest, “Sorry if I was too forward. His hands trailed down the curve of your spine.
“Forward is an understatement.”
He gave you an apologetic smile. Pulling out his softening cock, getting a warm cloth to clean you up.
You nuzzle into the sheets, lidded eyes following his every move. “If you liked me, you could have asked me out.”
being secretly risque with zuko in between his duties...
⨳❁⤘ oral [vag receiving] ; greedy zuko; he talks you through it
mdni!
Of course being the fiance of the Fire Lord has a lot of perks; good food, comfy sheets, long warm baths filled with all the oils and flowers imaginable. But it’s not all rainbows and flowers, there are also interruptions. Matters are always important, something is always urgent and something is always demanding Zuko’s attention.
So you have to be creative and discreet. He claims he needs to take a walk to ponder about how to answer that important letter from the Queen of Earth but he is between your legs, your legs perched atop the cold steel from his armor as he hastily removes whatever garnet is in his way. He exhales in relief when he can finally press his cheek against the soft skin of your inner thighs.
Your hands caress his face gently, thumb tracing the skin of his scar in that soothing manner that still manages to make him feel like an exposed flame to your touch, to your tenderness and the way your eyes seem to burn with the same fire than his. You’d love to be able to run your fingers through his silky threads, to be able to reach and really dig into his scalp as he dives in, the flat of his tongue opening you up for him in the way only he can.
You need to reach for the floor instead, fingers trying to grab a hold of the empty air as he begins lapping at your folds.
“How long do we- ah” your question is interrupted when he flicks your clit expertly, his eager tongue gently tapping against the sensitive bud.
His voice is raspy as his lips keep pressing against you as he answers. “Not enough”.
He hates it, hates that he can’t take his time with you, that he has to rush instead of being able to savor you slowly, thoroughly, just like you deserve. He’d like to be able to stay right here all day long, until you are so overstimulated that you can’t think of anything else that isn’t the way he is making you feel. He’d like to be able to take his time, to see the way your body shudders and bends for him, until you’re all messy breaths and incoherent babblings, until your eyes are glossy and his name is the only thing you manage to say between the relentless way you keep coming apart for him.
Your juices are covering his chin, and you are rutting your hips against his face, it drives him forward as he continues his assault, as he gets drunk in the way you taste, in the way you are whispering, begging for him to not stop. Of course he won’t, he couldn’t. He needs this just as much as you do, sometimes he wonders if even more.
The need to feel you, to see your face as you come undone around him keeps him moving, it runs through his blood with the same strength that the fire that tingles on the skin of his fingertips. You’re close, he knows, he always knows; one of his hands reaches for your own as he presses against you, the slurping sounds echoing on the empty wing you’ve decided to use today.
Your legs are shaking and he can hear that you’re trying to say something but all you manage to get out is a sob.
“I know, just let it happen... let me see you”.
He feels it, your fingers tighten around his own and your hips raise against his face, he continues as he feels you coming. Greedy, he allows it. He allows himself to be greedy when it comes to you. He keeps lapping as you continue coming, and when he sucks gently around your clit, feeling you trash around him he smirks against your folds.
He is rock hard inside his robes. There’s no way he’ll be able to focus on any sort of diplomatic answer right now but he knows he should be heading back. Someone might start looking for him soon and he isn’t eager for the chamberlain to be aware of this hiding spot.
You lift yourself upon your elbows, chest heaving as you try to even your breath. You already know he is about to leave, it fills him with guilt, like a sour sip of a bitter cup of tea..
“Can’t you stay just a bit longer?” Your voice and the look you’re giving him are almost enough to make him bend. He reaches for your hand and places the softest of kisses against your knuckles while looking up at you. With that look that says 'I'm sorry´.
You bring his face towards you and he complies without an ounce of protest, you fix the strands of his hair that got tangled while he was deep between your legs. He reaches for a kiss, his eyes closing and his heart beating fast as he feels you melt against him.
“I’ll make it up to you tonight, I promise”.
It’s your turn to smile into the kiss, because you know it’s true. You might have to steal these moments, but he’s all yours at night, behind the privacy of his chambers that have become yours, and Zuko has never been anything but thorough.
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