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cillianhead · 4 months

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Strawberry Syrup || Cillian Murphy

summary: A hot day by the pool with your desperate boyfriend <3

Warnings: SMUT!! Dubcon Themes, Unprotected P in V, oral (f receiving), fingering, sex in the pool, public sex, Daddy kink, Food Play (LISTEN.... DON'T ACTUALLY DO THIS STUFF BC ITS UNSANITARY!! (it could give you a UTI or a yeast infection or anything like that D: ), sorta switch!Cillian, squirting, Adult content!! (some sorta self insert bits that are a bit toooooo personal but it's just like a mention of reader having tattoos and stuff hehe) (Age Gap mentions, Cillian is older, Reader is in her mid 20s and he's in his mid 30s) (Cillian is a horndog in this basically)

Short fic since I haven't uploaded anything in a while.

((also stuff in italics... is sort of like memories or something (so stuff in italics isn't necessarily related to the plot... but it's gonna be mixed throughout the whole fic so just a reminder the stuff that is ITALICISED is all stuff that's either "thoughts" or "memories of the past"))

(also currency is talked about and I used the words "dollars" and "cents" because that's just what I'm used to saying? But I know there's like pounds and all the other currencies there are KDSKDSKD)

18+ MINORS DNI

Cillian had been incredibly needy lately, following you everywhere you went like a lost puppy. He just wanted your attention even though he got plenty of it. Well... maybe not this past week. Cillian and you went at it like rabbits, like at least three times a day everyday kind of thing. But you wondered how long it would take for him to get on his knees and beg after getting denied over and over and over again for you to give him (and specifically his raging boner) any sort of attention. You were surprised you had made it even to the seven-day mark. But here you were.

Cillian had turned into a total cranky mess. And you were loving it. Of course, he could get himself off... that's what made it so good, every morning you'd pretend you're asleep while you listened to the sound of him whimpering and whining like a bitch in heat and fisting his cock as he got off to the sight of you 'sleeping'.

And fuck the sweltering summer air didn't help. The aircon was broken and you'd gone through a dozen fans, trying to blow away the hot air. But the heat was making Cillian feel stir-crazy. He had to have you. No matter how hot it was, no matter how sweaty or dehydrated, he had to have you right fucking now.

He had done about a thousand fucking laps of his substantially large swimming pool, trying to work his pent-up frustration and energy out but it only did so well. He had swam until his legs were cramped up, and his eyes stung from the chlorine, leading them to be bloodshot and somehow miraculously making his eyes even bluer (bluer than the aquamarine pool). And there you lie. In that bikini you know is too tight. And he thinks to himself 'Why do you even bother to be in your bikini when it's just the two of us and I can fucking see your entire pussy through that thing anyway?'. You're reading some romance novel, and you're wet but not from the pool. Cillian is rock hard in his soaking and tight swimming shorts, the head of his cock is barely concealed from peaking out. He's dripping wet and he's angry.

"Why de fuck have you been denying me of sex for the past.... 7 days and 15 hours or however de fuck long it's been, girl?" He huffed, sitting down and carelessly grabbing your book (which was fucking printed and published in the 70s... IT CAN'T HANDLE THE WATER) and tossing it to the side, onto the wet ground. You gasp and reach out to grab your book that's been smashed in like a yam and wet and torn apart but Cillian grabs you by your forearms, brushing your new fresh tattoo (the reason you weren't swimming) and making you hiss.

"Ow... why would you do that, Cillian?" You scolded, wriggling in his hold. But you knew what was happening... he was finally taking charge. The thing you loved most about Cillian was how he was so giving and so desperate to please you at all times, like an obedient dog. He was madly in love with you and submissive to your demands, anything you wanted, you'd get. And you'd boss him around in the bedroom but that was fine because Cillian was in love with your pussy too, and whatever it took to get it, he'd do it... even if he had to dress up as a clown to do so. But he was also controlling when he got it most of the time. Though he was nearing 35, he was still like a teenager when it came to you. Dick was hard at just the sight of you and he immediately would need your hand or your mouth (if he was lucky) or even your tight pussy that always wrapped around him so perfectly. It didn't matter where you were... if he was driving, he'd get it... if you were in a public park on a Sunday night, he'd get it... if you were in a grocery store on a Black Friday sale (he'd get it), waiting in line as he ground himself into your ass until he came in his pants... It looked like he was just hugging you from behind. But you had to stand there in horror as he did so because you couldn't make a scene.

"Answer me question... babe..." He whispered as he pressed you down into the softly cushioned sunbathing chair. You were both being cooked in the sun but you were both lathered in sunscreen so it was fine. Oh, the horror on Cillian's face as he watched slather the white creamy liquid over your tits and rubbed the lotion in so incredibly sexually. You didn't even let him touch your tits for this whole week, he was suffering. But Cillian didn't care that his back was already beginning to sunburn, he fucking needed you now and honestly he was so pussy-hungry that he didn't care what it takes to get his dick inside of you. In his eyes you were the lamb and he was the depraved wolf, drooling at the sight of your trembling body beneath him. Ready to be covered in your blood.

"I just..." You shook your head and smiled to yourself, laughing out air as you bit your lip. "I just thought maybe I was letting you have it too much... you were becoming too spoiled..."

"What does that even mean?" He huffed and leaned in, resting his full body weight on top of you so you couldn't move and his hips were aligned with yours so his hard cock could press upright against your nice and warm core. Though still through his swimmers and your thin little bikini thong.

"F-Fuck..." You whimpered, honestly, you had been suffering too... even your vibrator couldn't do it for you, and just the mere pressure of his thick cock up against you... you felt like you could cum. You arched your back involuntarily. "I just... fuck... thought maybe we needed a tolerance break?"

"A fuckin' tolerance break... I'm not a drug darlin' and neither are you, baby you're just depriving yourself of what you need..." He growled right into the shell of your ear, teeth nipping at your neck. "Let me in..." He was a bit drunk and horribly depraved and his voice was like gravel.

"Beg for it," You whispered out and Cillian groaned, this time fully collapsing in on you and laying his head in the crook of your neck, rocking his hips back and forth on yours. He humped you lazily and you allowed it, enjoying the whines he was making and the pleasure that was pulsing within you.

"Please... fucking hell... please..." He moaned with a cry. "I need you so bad... my hand won't do... it just won't do... please Y/N... please baby... let me fuck you... please... let me at least get a taste of ya once again..."

"Show me how good you can go down on me baby and I'll see if you're good enough to put your dick in me..." You hummed and he sighed as he began kissing you sloppily. "You can leave one mark... Cillian... ONE..."

"Thank you... thank you, sweet girl..." Cillian whined, hands beginning to cup your body cautiously. He was so afraid he was going to do something wrong and suddenly you'd deny him even the pleasure of having your clit in his mouth. But as he kissed down your chest his fingers trembled hesitantly over your bikini top, tits begging to be released. "Can I? Please?"

"Go ahead, Cill..." You hummed with a smug smile on your face. His hands instantly moved at your words of approval, tugging the fabric from off of your nipples and popping it into his mouth with a moan. Cillian's eyes closed as he sighed from his nose, finally satisfied for now. His thumb twiddled with your other nipple, causing you to let out breathy whimpers. "F-Fuck... Cillian..."

"Mmmm..." He groans, slobber dripping from his lips as he continues to rut himself into your hips. Cillian's hair was all messy from when he'd been in the pool, ends curling and falling over his face. He looked so pretty with your tit in his mouth.

"You're all mine..." You whispered, running your thumb along his razor-sharp cheekbone, skin softer than silk. "You're my property aren't you, Cillian?" You grabbed him by the nape of his neck, tugging on the roots of the longer hair that grew there. You pulled his head off of your nipple, his mouth agape and he whines like a brat.

"I'm yours, Y/N..." He huffs, leaning back down to keep sucking but you pulled harder on his neck as if he were a misbehaving kitten. "F-Fuck... I'm your property... darling... all yours... please... I just... I just want to please you..." "I know, honey..." You cooed with a smirk as you reached over to the table beside you and picked a strawberry from the batch and popped it in your mouth, sucking on it suggestively. "That's why you're gonna eat me out like your life depends on it..." You're amused as you watch him scramble to lie flat on his stomach between your legs and he watches as you take off your bikini bottoms and spread your legs open wide. His pupils dilated immediately at the sight.

"I've missed this so much," He whines, his voice breaking as he leans in and kisses your pussy. His eyes flutter close at the little taste of you, his mouth hovering ever so slightly above your cunt, not quite touching. His lips touch you again and as he licks up your pussy he moans and fully presses himself in there, snout buried into your clit as his tongue flickered in and out of your gushing hole.

"O-Oh... that's it..." You arch your back as you push his head further into your warmth. He was completely breathing you in now as your thighs squeezed your head but eventually, you felt two hands grab ahold of your shaky thighs and pin them down side by side until you were spread out. It was concerning how easily he was able to bend and shape you into different positions, molding you like clay. It helped that he was impossibly strong as he manhandled you down into this position, eating you out for his own pleasure, not yours.

You were a writhing mess and you felt embarrassed to admit that you were about to cum. "Fuck you need to slow down... need to slow down a bit for me... Cill..." You whimpered, moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear but you didn't care. But he only sped up, devouring you completely.

He was truly eating your pussy like his life depended on it because it did. Nothing else mattered to him but drinking down the sweet juice that your fruit of a pussy gave him. You may not be a drug but he was addicted to your cunt like it was one. Cillian had an obsession with you and he had an obsession with your perfect so-called 'heavenly' pussy. He wrote songs about you, he wrote poems about the euphoria of having your tight walls wrapped around him at all times, even during. Wet ink on wet skin, black ink smeared across your stomach as he wrote words that were coming into his mind, words you had inked on your skin with a tattoo machine later on.

"Cillian..." You whined loudly, your moan was pornographic, and with the way he could feel your heartbeat pounding against his tongue as he swirled it around your clit. His mouth was masterful and precise as you came on his face. He knew how to make you cum in a way no other did. You truly were soulmates. At least that's what he said. The sound of your whiny voice and how incredibly wet your pussy was, he just knew. So he slipped a finger into you and you seized up and cried as your body spasmed with pleasure. Only one finger made it feel like you were being stretched right open, you were always so tight and wet, and yet you could take so much. You knew he knew he had earned it... he had that look in those steel blue eyes, that cheeky look, full of mischief and lust that he knew it was okay for him to slip a finger in without asking because he was preparing you for what was to come.

"Fuck... Fuck... oh my god..." You had such a dirty mouth but you couldn't help the pathetic and inappropriate words or sounds you were making right now. Your consciousness and being were elsewhere as Cillian pushed you over the edge once more into an impending and mind-shattering orgasm. He slipped in a second finger and you mewled as you felt your cunt uncontrollably spasm as it squirted out onto Cillian's face and soaking his face oncemore. It was as if he had dived right into that 2 meters of water, soaking his entire face and chest, some of it even getting in his hair.

"Give it to me, baby girl... that's it..." He mumbled into your quivering pussy, your clit growing numb. One of his hands moved from its other position on keeping your hips in place to your nipples. He knew you so well and he knew all the buttons to push to make it that much better. It was overwhelming.

"O-Okay... Okay... that's enough... please... Cillian... please..." You cry tapping the top of his head impatiently and hesitantly he slipped his fingers from your sticky cunt and sat back up, pulling your legs over his so his crotch was perfectly aligned with your overstimulated pelvis. "Cillian... baby... I just need a moment..."

"Yeah? That's alright, my love," He whispered and he leaned in and kissed you, smearing your lips and face with your own cum. But at this point you were too drunk on your own pleasure to care, his lips to pretty... too irresistable to deny a kiss. That's one thing you hadn't denied him of... your lips. To kiss of course... nothing else. You made out like horny teenagers but you never did anything... barely touching him over his clothes. Just to get him really hot and bothered.

"I love you..." You whispered into his mouth that's dripping with drool and squirt.

"I love you more," He huffed and laid on you, lying his head on one of your tits and sighing happily. He looked over at all the fruit lying on the table that looked almost as delicious as you. "God that looks like good fruit..."

"Yeah..." You ran your fingers along his freckled back, muscles sculpted perfectly over his pointy shoulder blades. "Got them at the store yesterday... erm... they were on sale for like... two dollars and ninety cents or something..." You shrugged heavily as you began running your fingers through his hair.

"Wow... is that all? That's amazing..." He chirped and he raised his head up to look at your pretty face. "Well... did I prove myself to you, my darling girl?" "Y-Yeah... fuck... you really wanna do it right now?" You mumbled as you looked up into his eyes with a gaze full of love. You were still so sensitive from what had just happened, you hadn't cum like that for A WHOLE WEEK. You felt like you just took a dose of ecstasy. "Can we just cuddle for a bit?"

"Hmm...." He sighed, sitting up on the chair now and gazing down at how sticky your pussy looked and then at the strawberries that looked just as ripe and appetizing. He nodded. "Alright... baby... I'll give ya a little break..." He reached over and grabbed a strawberry from the bunch. It was red like the bruise he left on your neck. And as he bit into the juicy strawberry, he thought of you.

"Is it good?" You asked as you sat up a bit on the chair more and reaching out for one yourself.

"So good," He moaned with a mouthful of strawberry syrup and pulp. "Tastes like you."

"What?" You laughed and blushed as you ate your own strawberry. "You're so stupid..." You snickered as you ate.

"It's just the truth," He shrugged, the tops of his shoulders were flushed from the hot sun but the both of you were enjoying the warmth. "I love you... I am so in love with you... I am the luckiest man alive..."

"God shut up..." You rolled your eyes and smiled bashfully at his praising. But he loved it when you played it coy with him, he thought you were so cute. And he thought you could never look more beautiful, sunkissed and warm in the sun with him. Your hair is a mess and your tits are out and still wet from his spit. The straps of your bikini still help to accentuate your features and make you look like a treat he needs to unwrap.

"God I can't wait to put my cock in you..." He whispered as he pressed the tip of a strawberry to your sternum. The cold perked you up a bit as you watched him drag the strawberry down your stomach and onto your recovering pussy. He pressed the ruby red fruit onto your sticky clit and ran it down even further.

"Cillian... what are you doing... don't-" But you were interrupted by the feeling of an intrusion. He pressed the tip of the rather large and bulbous strawberry into your cunt, soaking it in your ambrosia-like cum. "Oh... Oh my god..." He pressed it in slightly deeper until he was only clutching at the stem and then he pulled it out intact and popped the tip of it into his mouth.

"Mmmm...." He bit into it and pulled it away, the strawberry juice dripping from his lips as he spoke. "Perfect.... so... fucking.... divine..."

You laid back and huffed out. "I can't believe you just did that... oh my god..."

"Did it feel like a cock?" Cillian asked bluntly and with a stupid-cocky grin on his face. "Tell me, Y/N... when you let me put a strawberry in that little cunt of yers... did it feel as good as when I have my dick in ya?" He leaned in and whispered right into your ear as he pressed the open strawberry to your clit and you let out a gasp.

"N-No..." You shook your head and closed your eyes shut. "It didn't... you shouldn't have done that..."

"Tell me how badly you want me inside you..." Cillian was using that voice he knew got to you. That deep and raspy bedroom voice... if he spoke like that to you always... you would commit heinous crimes for him if he told you so. "C'mon... like you said earlier... beg for it... like yer life depends on it..."

You were flustered at the switch in control. You found yourself suddenly helpless to the pleasure that was accumulating within you, a strawberry rubbing your sticky clit in the most perfect rhythm. Cillian was a dirty-minded man when it came to you... and he smirked as he watched you give in to it... you let him get you off with a literal strawberry.

The strawberry juice leaked down your already sopping pussy, making it the perfect treat for Cillian to lean down and make out with your sex and suck up the juice left behind from the fruit. He still feverishly rubbed the half-bitten fruit against your throbbing clit while he licked circles around your hole... where you really needed him.

"Pl-Please... Cillian..." You moaned pathetically, you hated when he made you beg. You let out a bratty huff and rolled your eyes. "Please... I need you..."

"Need me to what?" He smirked as he bit into the strawberry now, one finger inside of you, fingering your g-spot. He was finished with the fruit, mind now fully focused on you as he made you cum all over his fingers, readying you for the stretch of his cock.

"Cillian..." You whined.

"Be a good girl now..."

"Fuck... please... I need you to fuck me... need you to cum in me..." You added that last part with a smirk. You didn't let Cillian cum inside of you always, just to mix it up a little because you knew there was no other feeling out there for him that was like cumming inside of you, it was euphoric for him. You liked playing hard to get. "Please... daddy... put your babies in me?" You reached your hand up and tugged on the chain you had got him for his birthday. And you looked up at him with doe-like eyes that you knew would get him to give in to you and your pleading.

He kissed you instantly and undid his shorts to pull his suffering cock out. It was sensitive and painfully hard and he couldn't wait to bust a load into you. Especially if you were calling him daddy.

"Such a good girl..." He praised as he lined the thick head of his cock up with your pussy. He smeared you with the leaking precum and as he pressed into you, he sighed with pleasure. "I missed being inside you... so much..." Cillian whispered, eyes squeezed shut.

"Please... oh my god..." You arched your back as he stretched you open with his veiny cock. "Daddy...." You cried. "Please... kiss me..."

"Aw... how sweet..." He cooed condescendingly to you as he leaned in and connected your lips but as you opened your mouth he spat right onto your tongue and grabbed ahold of your jaw. "Swallow..." He growled and you did just that and swallowed his spit obediently. "That's right... baby... you belong to me..."

His hips moved and you were deemed speechless as he began fucking you. Your fence only went so high, if someone next door went on their top balcony or even opened their curtains they would see Cillian fucking you like you were in some sort of porno film. You were seeing stars as he rocked his hips in and out of you. It was graceful in the way he moved, like a ballet dancer, every move perfectly choreographed and precise. The tip of his cock was abusing your g-spot repeatedly, to the point you were barely coherent enough to speak. Body limp and mind blank as you were used for all you were good for.

His hands gripped at your hips tightly, rocking you back and forth as he moaned like the slut he was. Cillian was loving every second of this as he thrusted his hips back and forth perfectly spearing you on his cock. You clutched the chair with your left hand and the other left scratch makrs down his poor sunburnt back. But the pain was worth it, the feeling of your warm sticky walls wrapped around him... well... it felt like home. And his eyes rolled into the back of his head as you squeezed around him, he fucked you like an animal, gripping one of your tits in his palm, squeezing it and groaning once more as you clenched around him.

"Daddy.... I'm gonna..." You whined in a high pitch voice, eyebrows knitted together and your tongue hanging heavy on your jaw. "I'm gonna cum... oh my god..." "Cum for me baby, make a mess all over me... please...." He groaned with a sigh as he leaned down and attached his mouth to your other tit, the one he hadn't before. He flexed his hips every time he pressed his cock into you, pressing it deeper in you as he leaked out cum. "I'm gonna cum too..." He huffed, face flushed and sweaty, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Please cum inside me..." You moaned as you threw your head back, your orgasm engulfing you. He did just that, biting your neck as he fucked you full of his seed, balls sticky with a mixture of your arousal and his. "Ooh... feels so good..." "Yeah, baby..." He whimpered and pressed his hot lips to the side of your face, leaving sloppy traces of spit along your cheeks until your lips tangled with his. He made out with you as you rode out your high, your entire body was overflowing with love and the white-hot blinding pleasure. You still felt so full and stretched out on him but then he slowly eased his movements and pulled out, biting his lip. "God..." Cillian gasped, sitting up and looking down at your pussy that now seeped out his cum. "So pretty..."

"Please... hold me..." You pouted, reaching out your heavy arms to have him lie on top of you again. "Need to feel you... daddy..."

Cillian obliged happily, scooping you up in his arms and shifting so you were lying in his lap with your head on his shoulder. He held you and kissed your head. "I love you so much, you know that right?" He whispered into your scalp that he smelled with a smile on his lips.

"I love you more..." You grinned bashfully, running your nose along his collarbone and neck. You just loved the way he smelled. It wasn't his cologne or anything... it was just the way he smelled. You were addicted to it. "That was so good... can't believe we went a whole week without it..."

Cillian snickered and nodded. "Yeah... if you give me a couple of minutes ill be able to go at it again..." He smirked, cheeks rosy as he looked at you fondly.

"God shut up... you sillyhead..." You ruffled his wet hair and kissed the tip of his nose as you two laid there. Eventually you would go inside and he'd sneak himself into your shower where you'd fuck him against the wall while still covered in your strawberry-syrup body wash.

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It's summer here and I am dying from the heat and the idea of physically touching anyone right now is so ugh... EW... but Cillian is the only exception of course.

Hope you enjoyed this little fic... I know it's short but I wanted to give you guys something... the third part to Red Eyes and A Pair of New Glasses will be out soon I promise :)...

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bucky-barnes-lover · 6 months

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Kinktober day 15: Kinks listed below

Fic: Sebastian Stan

Daddy turned Father:

Dad to be!Sebastian Stan x Wife!reader

Warnings: Slight pregnancy kink, Cursing, SMUT 18+, Pregnancy talk, Going to the Doctor's (Does that even count?)

W.C: 1305

I figure this didn't turn out great but I've had a busy week and I'm tired so, if u like it please re blog. Thanks

I'm sick. Really sick. Every Morning for the past 2 weeks I've been waking up with a horrible stomach ache and the need to vomit. I haven't told Sebastian though since he's been away filming for the past couple weeks. But, doing the logical thing I went to the doctor.

"So y/n, I think we'll do an ultrosound just to make sure you don't have a stomach bug or something anymore serious. You did however pass all the blood, heart and senses tests with flying colours so it cannot be anything got to do with your brain." Said the doctor.

"Thank goodness! I love my brain." I replied sarcastically.

"I'm sure most of us do y/n"

Dr. Mayladd led me over to the ultrasound room as she handed me a blue papery hospital gown. Addressing me to remove my shirt and put the gown on instead.

"Gosh that's scratchy" I complained making my way over to the examination chair, leaning back as far as the chair would go.

"You'll only have to wear it for a couple minutes, I'm sure you can handle that"

"Of course doctor" I moaned playfully, causing a small laugh to escape the Dr's perfect red lips.

"I'm going to spread some jelly on your stomach okay, it'll be a little bit cold but it won't be for long okay"

"Sure" I answered, boredom creeping into my voice.

"Oh y/n. You sound like an annoyed teenager, brighten up a bit. You could either get home to your husband knowing you have bowel cancer or are expecting a baby." She told me, sounding a little bit too enthusiastic talking about cancer.

"Yeah, thanks but I'd rather not have either"

"You don't want children?" The Dr asked me, sounding a little less excited.

I let out a loud sigh before explaining to the Dr exactly what I was thinking.

"Yes, I do. I do want children. It's just that Sebastian has been away filming for a good while and we never really discussed when we would want to start a family. So I'm not sure if this is the right time."

Dr. Mayland rubbed some cold blue jelly over my stomach, through the hole that was cut in a circle right over the tummy. Then she connected a couple wires to an ultrasound remote, which kind of took the shape of a jade roller, just thicker and electronic. She started rolling the remote across my stomach spreading the jelly with it.

Eyes focused on the computer machine as the remote scanned my skin. Suddenly a small shape, about the size of a blueberry came into view.

It was undeniably a baby.

"Well, you are pregnant and it looks as if you're about 7 weeks along. Would you like me to print off the photos?"

Said Dr. Mayladd as she continued scanning over my stomach.

"Yes please." I responded, overwhelmed at the fact that I am carrying a child.

"OK. Give me a second to do that."

The Dr. responded, a few seconds later I heard a faint buzzing sound and then she turned around to face me. A roll of what looked like Polaroids in her hand. Putting them in a small box, along with a card before she handed it to me. With a note of congratulations, I left the Dr's office.

The drive home was stressful. The radio was playing 'Starlight' by Taylor Swift. One of my favorite songs, but I couldn't pay attention to it. Crazy thoughts running through my brain. What if Seb doesn't want kids right now, What if the pregnancy goes wrong. What if, what if, was all I could think of right now.

As I arrived home, I almost drove away, seeing my husband's car in the driveway. Shit. How do I tell him?

Leaving all my thoughts in the backseat of the car, I unlocked the front door. Immediately greeted by soft kisses escalating down my neck.

"Hi baby." "How are you?" I asked him as he pecked my lips.

"I'm good. You?" He questioned, pointing towards the doctor's receipt in my hand.

"Oh, Well." I hesitated, struggling to find the words to say to him. Not knowing if I should even tell him right now.

"Well, I'm pregnant."

Sebastian stared at me for a couple seconds, clearly starstruck by the news that he's going to be a father.

"Y/n. Are you serious?"

"Yes. That's why I went to the doctor today. I've been sick almost every morning since you were away, which is ironic now that I think about it. Considering we had a pretty fun night a couple days before you went off for shooting."

"But yeah, I'm 7 weeks along." I uttered anxiously.

"Shit y/n. We're gonna be parents."

Sebastian yelled, happiness clear in his tone and visible in his full smile.

"That is if you want to keep it." He added on, seeing my scared expression.

"Yes, baby, I want to keep it, I'm just scared. We haven't really discussed this much, since you've been away a lot." I expressed.

"Doll, there is nobody else I would rather have children with than you. I love you with all my heart, please acknowledge that." He reasoned.

"Now. We have to celebrate" Sebastian continued.

Picking me up and carrying me up the stairs to our shared bedroom.

Running to the bed, I undress into my bra and panties, my husband doing the same.

"Babydoll, I'm gonna fuck you so good you'll have another baby in you soon enough" He chuckled as he unclipped my bra. Grabbing my breasts in his hands, kneading them as he trailed kisses up and down my neck.

Sweet moans escaped my lips all the while Sebastian sucked on the sensitive skin along my neck. I reached down to his groin and palmed him through his boxers, earning a desperate moan from him. Dropping to his knees, towering over me he grabbed my underwear, tugging as I lifted up my hips letting them slide down. Feeling Sebastian's rough fingers slide along my slit, into my wet hole.

"Damn Mama. You're so wet already. Wonder how well you could take my cock" He muttered, adding a second finger into my entrance. Pumping in and out. My moans grew more desperate as he pumped faster inside of me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I knew he could feel I was close, because he stopped just as I was on the verge of cumming.

"Ahh. Seb, what was that for" I moaned out, annoyed at his act.

"Not so fast mama. Don't you think I would let you cum that easily without you cumming all over my cock." He growled.

Removing his boxers, he lined himself up with my entrance before thrusting his hips slowly. I groaned, feeling myself stretch as he worked his thick cock through me.

"Oh Seb" I moaned as he thrusted into me harder and harder. Hitting the right spot each and every time.

"Fuck Mama, you're so tight for me." He moaned. Bucking his hips against my own as his thrusts became much, much harder. Digging even deeper into me. Causing me to scream out his name. "Fuck Sebastian!!" I screamed, the pleasure almost too much. I felt Sebastian's fingers trace over my sensitive clit. Rubbing it in a soft circular motion.

My pussy clenched around his cock. So tight and so close. Sebastian's finger grazed my clit one more time, sending me over the edge. A couple moments later, after one last deep thrust, Sebastian came inside me.

"Fuck babydoll. You feel so good" He moaned, still working his cock inside me. I only moaned in response. The pleasure was overwhelming.

If this was what pregnancy would be like, I don't know why I'd be so scared, becoming a mum.

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I've Always Liked to Play With Fire (part 19)

NESTA ARCHERON X ERIS VANSERRA X FEMALE!READER

summary: Eris helps Nesta conquer her fear of fire

warnings: inner circle slander, MAJOR angst, Cassian hate

word count: 4.2k

DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE

a/n: sorry for the short chapter (i mean it's still 4000+ words but its short for me lmao) but I'm already working on the next one but here's a Neris chapter! haven't updated this fic in too long, so I apologize. Enjoy and as always, tell me your thoughts and reactions!

part 1 // part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9 / part 10 / part 11 / part 12 / part 13 / part 14 / part 15 / part 16 / part 17 / part 18

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NESTA POV

Nesta gently stroked Athariel’s silver scales as the dragon snaked its head around her, vying for attention. The beast made a low cooing noise at her touch, and Nesta chuckled to herself. She remembered the mix of awe and fear she had felt upon seeing the dragons for the first time. Ancient and mythical beasts beyond her wildest imagination, in the flesh before her very eyes. And yet at this moment, Athariel was acting more like a puppy than a dragon.

“Some fearsome beast you are.” Nesta murmured as Athariel continued to purr lowly. She reached forward to scratch behind the dragon’s right horn, and Athariel responded by closing her eyes and pushing her head further into Nesta’s hand. “Spoiled creature.”

The sweet autumn breeze funnelled into the cave and stroked Nesta’s cheek. It was an unusually cold day. Even the thick wool layers did little to keep out the biting chill that seeped into Nesta’s bones. She shivered slightly, pressing closer to the dragon for warmth.

Eris had left about ten minutes ago to fetch something for today’s training session. As usual, he refused to elaborate, only giving Nesta a playful wink that he knew would send her blood steaming when she asked what he was going to fetch. Every few days, Eris dragged her to the dragon cave to train her magic. Even after her demonstration to Beron, Eris insisted they continue the practice. “Killing my father is going to take a lot more finesse than your display, my dear.” He had explained. “My father is not an idiot. He knows how to defend himself, you do not.”

As much as she hated admitting that she liked spending time with Eris, it pained Nesta to be away from you. Since the announcement of your engagement, you had been constantly pulled away by servants, planners, dress fitters, and courtiers in preparation. It broke her heart, seeing the life slowly drain out of your eyes with each passing day. She saw how you snuck desperate glances at her as you were shuffled off for wedding business, pleading for help through the bond. There was nothing that could compare to the pain of the helplessness she felt. Eris had sternly told her to keep it together, that she had a part to play and couldn’t interfere with your engagement yet. His father would be watching your every move, and if Nesta became too involved then everything would go to hell.

The thought of the two upcoming weddings made Nesta’s stomach churn. While she definitely got the better of Beron’s sons, there were still so many things about Eris that she couldn’t figure out. The Prince always had an angle to play, never revealing his next move until he was certain things would work out in his favour. Nesta could understand why he was helping her. Objectively, their marriage was a strong match. She had been raised by her mother for this exact role – a doting wife who appeased the males of the court, but one with a viper’s tongue who was able to hold her own and get exactly what she wanted. Eris would benefit from it too, having a Cauldron-made female at his side whose powers dwarfed any of those in his court.

But his angle with you was something Nesta couldn’t figure out. Helping you was a huge risk for him, one that placed both you and the Prince in danger. Throwing you out of the Autumn Court and delivering you back to Rhysand would have been the smart move for Eris, as it would have eased the tension between Autumn and Night after Nesta had slipped through Rhysand’s grasp. Helping you was a risk that Nesta couldn’t understand why Eris was so willing to take. She had tried probing him about it a few times, but he had always brushed her off.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Eris strode back into the cave, a bundle of sticks and wood in his arms. He dumped them on the floor, the clattering noise echoing throughout the dragon’s den. Morgoth’s massive dark head appeared from the shadows, emitting a low rumbling noise that shook Nesta’s bones as he sniffed his master. Eris chuckled, saying something to the dragon in a language Nesta did not understand as he stroked its nose.

She frowned at the pile of wood on the floor. “You went out to collect sticks?”

Eris smirked. “Brilliant observation, Nesta Archeron. You never cease to amaze me.”

She shot him a withering glare. “Prick. What do sticks have to do with training my magic?”

“Because it’s hard to train fire-related magic when you’re utterly terrified of fire itself.”

Nesta froze, panic rising in her chest. Athariel nudged her now-still hand, as if sensing her anxiety. But she kept a straight face and said evenly, “I do not know what you mean.”

Eris scoffed, bending down and arranging the sticks. “Oh, please. You flinch every time the hearth is lit. You look like you’ve seen a ghost whenever I use my magic around you. Deny it all you want, but I see right through you, my dear.”

She blanched at his words. His tone was not accusing nor angry, but casual and nonchalant. He wasn’t trying to put her down, but simply pointed out an observation. Nesta’s throat closed up as she realised just how much Eris truly picked up on. Not once did Cassian ever seem to notice how she flinched from every fire he lit, or how her room was always freezing and damp because she refused to use the fireplace. He had been too focused on fucking her to ever truly see through the front she put up.

“You do not have to tell me why,” Eris said, a bit softer this time. “But fear will distract you, and we cannot afford to have you distracted at this time. I will not force you to face this fear if you truly feel that you cannot, but I believe you are able to. You have already overcome so much, Archeron. Let this be just another obstacle.”

His gentle encouragement surprised Nesta, despite having experienced it before. She always found herself comparing his words to Cassian and the Inner Circle’s. The Inner Circle always gave her the illusion of a choice, two bad options with one worse than the other, forcing her to choose the lesser of two evils and end up going with what worked best for their agenda. There was no choice in training with Cassian, it was presented as something she simply had to do.

Eris, on the other hand, always offered her a way out – another option even if it was one that made his life more difficult. He would explain the upsides and downsides to each path with logic, not manipulation. It was something Nesta grew to appreciate. He never backed her into a corner, or wanted her to submit.

She hated how the way she was treated in the Night Court followed her around like a ghost, haunting her every move. Guilt churned in her gut every time she instinctively snapped at Eris, anticipating that she would be forced into something. To his credit, he did not appear phased by her reactions and would wave off any apologies. It was something the Inner Circle had never understood about her. Nesta’s life had been taken out of her hands when she was snatched in the middle of the night and forced into the Cauldron. She did not choose to become fae, and now suddenly she had an immortal life ahead of her and no idea what to do with it. Yet her choices in the Night Court were never her own. Someone always decided what was best for her, rather than letting her figure out this transition at her own pace.

But Eris always gave her a choice. Nesta knew Eris wanted her to overcome her fear of fire for everyone’s sake, and she trusted him enough by now that she knew if she said no, he would drop the subject rather than push her buttons. So she took a breath, staring at the pile of sticks the Prince had assembled. “Ok,” She said. “I’ll do it.”

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Half an hour later, Nesta’s breath was slightly less shaky. Her back was pressed against Athariel’s silver neck, the heated scales of the dragon adding extra warmth against the damp autumn chill. A small orange fire blazed a few feet in front of her, that haunting snapping noise echoing throughout the cave. It took every ounce of self control Nesta had to not panic, taking deep breaths to try and push down the bile in her throat.

Eris sat beside her, his arm ever so slightly grazing hers. He had spent the past thirty minutes monologuing about anything and everything, a welcome distraction to help Nesta focus on something else other than the crackling of the fire. He told all types of stories, ranging from tales of the ancient beings in Prythian to recounting the time Lucien accidentally killed Eris’s favourite fish by taking it out of the water to get fresh air. Nesta had not chimed in, but let out a snort at the latter story. She had seen Eris smile out of the corner of her eye. A true smile, not his usual arrogant smirk. It made her heart flutter, seeing the autumn Prince so relaxed.

As time passed, the less Nesta flinched at the noises from the fire. Her body began to relax, and she saw less of her father’s face across her mind and began to appreciate the beauty of the orange flames. They still unsettled her and if she could smite them out this second she would. But she no longer felt the urge to crawl out of her own skin.

“... And I ate every last bit of that so-called ‘birthday cake’ Lucien made,” Eris rambled on, following another story about him and his youngest brother. “It was ghastly. Every bite made me want to hurl my guts up, but my brother looked so young and proud of his creation that I couldn’t hurt his feelings. Although he has always been a slippery little bastard, so part of me wondered if he was just playing innocent and deliberately made me a disgusting cake on purpose to see if I loved him enough to pretend it was good.”

Nesta laughed, truly laughed at that. She turned her head to meet Eris’s gaze. He made no jibing remark about how rare a laugh like that was for her, like Cassian would have done. He simply smiled, the orange light of the fire casting artful shadows across his pale skin.

“Eris,” Nesta began hesitantly, the noise of the fire fading into the background. “Can I ask you something?”

The heir shrugged. “I am an open book, Nesta Archeron. Ask away.”

She snorted. “Ok, well we both know that’s not true.”

“If you want to know my deepest darkest secrets, my dear, all you have to do is ask.” Eris purred. Nesta’s blood heated at his velvety voice, and she pushed herself to focus.

“What happened to Lucien?” She asked. “I was never told much about him, even by (Y/N). All I know is that he was in the Spring Court with Feyre when she was there, and he was in that room in Hybern with the Cauldron. And that he’s Elain’s mate and is now bouncing between the mortal lands and the Night Court.”

Eris sighed. “It’s complicated, Nesta.”

“I’m just trying to understand his role in all of this.”

“Including if he would be a good mate to your sister, am I correct?”

Nesta swallowed her sadness. She had tried not to think about Elain these past few weeks. The memory of finding out Elain had been the one to pack up what little belongings she had in her apartment stung like a fresh wound. “No,” She corrected Eris. “Because I appear to be the only one from the Night Court who likes to think of him as his own person, not just Elain’s mate. Who Elain chooses to be with is no longer my concern.”

Eris nodded. “Very well. Lucien is the youngest of my brothers, and my father was especially cruel to him. What I am about to tell you cannot leave this cave, understood?”

Nesta nodded, curious.

“Lucien is not my father’s son. My mother had an affair with Helion, the High Lord of the Day Court. I figured it out quickly, but my mother always denied it. My father had suspicions but no proof, so he took every opportunity he could to punish Lucien. He hated that Lucien never cared about his royal status, and that he frequently made friends with individuals that my father deemed unworthy – (Y/N) included. One day, he met a lesser faerie named Jesminda. When my father found out about it, he had two of my brothers hold Lucien back as he executed Jesminda right in front of him.”

Nesta chose her words carefully. “Were you… were you there?”

Eris looked at her sharply. “Yes, I was. But I refused my fathers request to kill Jesminda, so he did it himself. It is the only thing I have ever refused him, even to this day. And I paid the price for it.”

“What did he do to you?”

“That matters not. Once I was released from the dungeons, my spies informed me that my father was planning on killing Lucien. I knew my brother was smart and would flee to the Spring Court, so I alerted Tamlin to the situation. Tamlin found Lucien at the border and killed two of my three brothers that had been sent after him to slaughter Lucien on our father’s orders.”

Nesta picked at a thread on her sleeve and asked dryly, “Let me guess, Malgorm was the one who escaped Tamlin’s claws?”

Eris snorted humourlessly. “Yes. Somehow, Malgorm always finds a way to escape death. It’s incredibly annoying.”

“Does Lucien know what you did for him?”

“No. He does not. And it does not matter if he did know, it would not change his hatred for me.”

A sadness overtook Eris’s eyes that pained Nesta. With a sick feeling in her gut, she knew looking at Eris was like looking in a mirror. Two eldest children with a cruel parent, twisted and moulded into their parent’s perfect creation. Nesta knew that Feyre would always see her as their mother’s favourite, but never knew just how much Nesta suffered underneath her. How Nesta would plead to the universe every night that their mother would turn her attention elsewhere because neglect was better than cruelty to her. Feyre did not know that her grandmother had beaten her, or that her mother had pulled Nesta’s hair until she cried and deprived her of meals to keep her thin. Nesta had never told her, not only for fear of showing weakness, but because she knew that Feyre had been so neglected she wouldn’t truly be able to understand that their mother’s attention was not something to be desired.

And Eris was the same. All the tales Nesta had heard of him portrayed the male as a worse version of Beron, a perfect eldest son and soldier for the High Lord to wield like a sword. But he had done so much to protect his younger brother, and just like Nesta, had never told him because he knew he wouldn’t be able to fully understand it. They were both disliked by their youngest sibling for being their parent’s prized pupils, oblivious to the whole story. Even though Eris had not answered her question, Nesta knew that what Beron had put him through was a thousand times worse than anything her mother had done. Deep down, she knew that Eris was just as broken as she was. Their main difference was Eris had centuries of practice in masking it, whereas Nesta did not.

“You’re not a bad male, Eris.” Nesta said softly, her gaze lost in the warm amber of his eyes.

“You hardly know me.” His voice was bitter, the aloof arrogant mask he wore threatening to slide up and hide the vulnerability Nesta had seen in his face moments ago. “I’ve done horrible things in the name of my father, Nesta. Things that would make you run back to the Night Court if you knew.”

“I don’t judge people for what they had to do to survive.” Nesta insisted, her voice even. “You may have your own secret agenda, Eris, but you’ve treated me better than most people have in a long, long time. Do not think I don’t appreciate that.”

Eris laughed, and the haunted look was shoved from his face. “My dear, how you have been treated is appalling, even to me. Let’s not have that be the standard, I beg you.”

“How do you know I didn’t deserve it?” Nesta said before she could stop herself. It simply slipped out, the guilt that had been shoved down her throat by the Inner Circle ever since she became fae entrapping her words once again. It was an exhausting uphill battle. Every day, she told herself that she was right to flee the Night Court, to try and make a life for herself outside Velaris. But every day those seeds of doubt wriggled their way into her thoughts, trapping her inside a web of self hatred that she had fought so hard to get out of.

“Seriously?” Eris said incredulously, eyebrows raised. He shifted so he was facing Nesta, and he took her still trembling hands in his own. “Tell me, what criminal, abhorrent offence have you committed to warrant being treated like shit and locked up?”

Nesta’s throat was dry. “I didn’t try and help my family like Feyre did when we were in poverty.”

Eris shook his head. “You are the eldest daughter, not the parent. It was not your responsibility to provide for your family.”

“I was mean to Feyre on several occasions.”

“You’re sisters, that’s supposed to happen. You should hear the vicious things my brothers and I say to each other.”

“I spent a ton of Rhys’s money on alcohol, drinking myself stupid every night.”

“Please, that male has more money than anyone I know, my dear. I assure you his bank account was not dented in the slightest.”

“I slept my way through the city after the war.”

“Everyone in that little Inner Circle has fucked more fae than anyone I know. Your number is nothing compared to theirs.” Eris said calmly. “All I’m hearing is that a newly turned fae female was traumatised after being dragged into a brutal war she did not ask for, and found unhealthy yet very normal ways of coping. So tell me again, what actual horrid thing have you done to deserve any of this?”

Tears filled Nesta’s eyes as she listed her sins, the crackling of the fire fading into the background. She knew Eris was right, his logical mind soothing her anxious one. Talking about it with Eris was different than talking about it with you. You had been just as angry as Nesta had, forced into the same situation as her and kept in the House of Wind against your will, the Inner Circle using the fact that they had saved both your lives as leverage to make you do what they wanted. You were someone who Nesta could rant to about it and get angry, letting that hatred she felt out to someone who knew exactly what she meant. But Eris was different. He rationalised her thoughts, providing a different kind of reassurance.

She couldn’t stop the tears that fell down her cheeks. Nesta bit her wobbling lip, trying to keep more from spilling out. Eris released one of her hands, bringing it up to her face and gently brushing the tears away. “They’ve done a number on you, haven’t they?” He murmured softly, cupping her cheek. “What are you thinking right now, Nesta Archeron?”

Nesta inhaled deeply, pressing her face slightly harder into Eris’s warm hand. The smell of smoke and forest engulfing her senses. “That I am scared,” She admitted. “For so many reasons. I am scared that Cassian will find me and steal me back to Velaris. That everything we’ve done has all been for nothing. I’m scared that your father will find us out somehow and kill us all. I’m scared for (Y/N) and her engagement to your awful brother. And I hate myself, Eris. I hate myself for who I’ve become not just because I am now fae, but because the person I was before the Cauldron would not have given in and trained with Cassian. I… I am afraid that with this new immortality ahead of me I will not recognize the girl I used to be, and not in a good way. I hate that I have let the words of people who barely know me cut this deeply, and I am ashamed of it.”

Eris continued to use his thumb to brush away the fresh tears on her cheeks. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. “You have had a difficult hand dealt to you, Nesta.” Eris said softly. “And they should have known better. Do not be ashamed. For anything. Just know you have (Y/N), just as you have me. We will not let the Night Court take you, I swear on my mother’s life. Your mate cares for you, and I… I care for you, too.”

Nesta opened her mouth to respond, but a strange sensation in her chest stopped her. It suddenly felt like she was falling through space, the stars overhead spinning around her as she plummeted towards a strange light. She gasped, and felt Eris tense up as well. In her mind, she saw her silver flames dancing towards orange ones. They intertwined, braiding together and forming a magical rope-like appearance. Nesta reached down in her mind, her heartbeat racing as she grabbed a hold of it. She peered down to where the flames had extended to, seeing a flaming silhouette on the other end, her silver flames surrounding it affectionately.

And so she reached forward, extending a mental hand into that flaming silhouette.

And Eris gasped.

Nesta’s eyes shot open, and she lurched back from the Autumn Prince’s touch. Eris’s face was ghostly pale, and he was panting as if he had just fought off a hundred soldiers at once. Athariel hissed behind her, not happy to be awoken by the sudden movement. Her mouth was dry. She had felt this feeling before, but with you. That flaming rope she had followed felt the same as the pull of the tattoo on her sternum.

The mating bond.

The flaming silhouette at the other end of the magical rope was Eris Vanserra. Nesta’s mind reeled, her body threatening to combust with the feeling inside her chest. She could only stare at the male before her in shock.

Estelle said fae can have more than one mate, but Cassian is not one of yours. Your words rang in Nesta’s head like a bell, making her feel dizzy. No, she thought. This isn’t possible. You were her mate, how could this happen? There was still that strange feeling in her chest from Cassian, which confused her even more. The feeling of one mating bond within her was overwhelming enough, but two? Nesta didn’t know if she could survive it.

“Eris…” His voice was like a prayer on her lips, sounding completely different than the previous hundred times she had said it. It was like a song, carrying over to the shaken autumn prince and snapping him out of his trance.

“Nesta.” Her blood sang at the sound of her name, silver flames sparking from her fingertips in response.

“Like calls to like…” She muttered, recalling Eris’s repetition of the phrase. And then it dawned on her. Eris had consistently told her that like calls to like, and she had thought he was talking about their similarities in magic.

Fury rose within her, drowning out everything else. “Did you know?” She hissed at Eris.

The male’s eyes were wide, and he stuttered. “I–”

“Did you fucking know?” Nesta growled. “Is this the only reason you agreed to help us? So you could use the bond to trap me. Is that what you wanted? To keep me prisoner here, just like your father did to your mother?”

Eris blanched, flinching like he had been struck. Nesta felt it, the blow of her words, as if she had been punched in the chest. “I swear, I did not know.” Eris pleaded. “Nesta, please, you have to trust me. I had no idea about this.”

Nesta rose to her feet, her entire body shaking. She climbed onto Athariel’s back, nudging the dragon forward with her heels. Athariel grumbled, but got to her feet and began to crawl out of the cave. Her hands shook as she held onto the dragon’s horns. She stared down at Eris, who appeared paralyzed in shock as he looked up at her. Nesta’s voice was cold as ice as she said, “I don’t believe you.”

And as Athariel spread her wings and took to the sky, Nesta had not noticed the fire had gone out completely.

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promptful · 2 years

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So, i was wonderifng if you could prompts for grumpy x sunshine? (scenarios and dialogues)

I haven't found much, and the ones i have found are very short.

I apologize in advance for my bad english, is not my first language.

Have a lovely day/night <3

40 Sunshine x Grumpy Prompts

I tried to make these a little more ambiguous than usual. Please enjoy. And your English is amazing!

WARNINGS: Nightmares, mentioned surgery and medicine.

SCENARIOS:

1) Grumpy is an introvert and prefers to stay at home and away from people. Sunshine is the only one who can get them to go into public.

2) Throughout Grumpy’s life, they’ve struggled to get along with people due to their quiet nature, but Sunshine doesn’t mind and happily fills the silence.

3) While Grumpy may not show their love verbally, they give little actions that scream their love. Allowing Sunshine to sleep on their lap, giving them food when they’re hungry, snuggling at night. Sunshine’s happy knowing that Grumpy loves them, regardless of how they show it.

4) Sunshine’s always been regarded as the innocent, too easy to fool type—next to them, Grumpy doesn’t believe it. The few times that Grumpy had been harassed in front of Sunshine, they stood up for them like it was nothing.

5) Most kids in school said that they’d be a bad fit for one another just because of how different they were. Little did they know that Grumpy and Sunshine had already been dating for two years.

6) Sunshine hasn’t been in a relationship before because of their supposed “clinginess”, and Grumpy hasn’t either because of their reclusiveness. Somehow, they work flawlessly together.

7) It’s been five years since Grumpy and Sunshine’s co-workers took a bet on how long they’d last. So far, they were still losing.

8) Though Grumpy doesn’t like to be touched, they’ll happily allow Sunshine to run their fingers through their hair.

9) After a soft morning with Sunshine after a sleepover, Grumpy realizes that maybe marriage isn’t such a bad thing.

10) Sunshine isn’t shining like they usually do, and Grumpy is determined to take care of it. Whatever it costs, and whoever upset them.

11) Grumpy’s parents pull aside Sunshine to tell them how glad they are that Sunshine met Grumpy. They’d been more happy than they’d ever been because of Sunshine.

12) Coming home late at night, Grumpy finds Sunshine crying and nearly breaks down. Whenever things get rough, they always trust Sunshine to be the one happy thing in their life. They’d do anything to get their Sunshine back.

13) After Grumpy gets wisdom teeth surgery/another surgery, they’re loopy and giggly. Sunshine can’t help but wonder if this would be what it’s like to have their roles reversed.

14) For Grumpy’s birthday, Sunshine bought bright colors on a whim for Grumpy, knowing that there was a low possibility that they’d wear them. But, surprisingly, the next morning they wore them.

15) In Grumpy and Sunshine’s relationship, communication without words is vital. When in public, Grumpy knows how to say “Let’s get out of here,” without a word. And Sunshine knows how to ask if they’re all right. Nobody can understand how they do it.

16) Sunshine is uncharacteristically worried about how Grumpy’s parents will react to them dating/being married, but Grumpy assures them if it doesn't go well, then they can suffer with not seeing their child. Because Sunshine’s the best thing that’s ever happened to them.

17) Trying to pick out a ring for Grumpy, Sunshine goes down the whole list trying to imagine their love with a ring on their finger, and how’d they even propose. Not too fancy, but not too small. Not too loud, but just loud enough that word makes it around. It wasn’t until the last page that they found something that screamed Grumpy.

18) Grumpy and Sunshine are those kinds of people that can hang around each other and not say a word, but be totally satisfied. It’s not out of the ordinary to see them reading in each other’s company, or playing single-player video games.

19) Grumpy never knew what love could be defined as. They knew annoyance, and anger, and the hate of losing independence, but never love. Then, they met Sunshine, and every definition made sense.

20) Dancing has been their thing since Grumpy and Sunshine started dating. It was quiet, full of adoration and always resulted in Grumpy smiling, and Sunshine tearing up at their darling.

21) Most people don’t understand how Grumpy and Sunshine get along so well, and their answer is always the same. They just understand me.

22) After (x) amount of dating, people realized that Sunshine is the only one who can make Grumpy not throw hands.

23) Sunshine is an insomniac due to nightmares, and has been for their whole life. Once Grumpy starts sleeping with them, they only dream of Grumpy’s hands holding them close at night.

24) When they’re outside, Grumpy likes to always touch Sunshine. Whether that be linking hands or a hand on the back.

25) Since they started dating, midnight drives are what they do on the weekend. After they pull over at a park, Grumpy and Sunshine reflect in each other’s presence.

DIALOGUE:

26) “Come on, it’s not worth it.”

27) “I love you, and only you. I don’t care about what anyone else says.”

28) “I’m not a good fit for you.” “No, you’re a perfect fit.”

29) “Let’s drive. Our usual?”

30) “Dance with me?” “Now?” “Always.”

31) “Everyone is placing bets on when we’re going to break up. Does that not bother you…?” “Why would I worry about what anyone else thinks when you’re right here. Your opinion is the only one that matters.”

32) “What did my parents say?” “Relax. Nothing bad.” “Oh, thank God.”

33) “I don’t think I knew what love was until I met you.”

34) “Is our relationship a game to them?” “People don’t like what they don’t understand—just don’t worry about them.”

35) “You’re so pretty, Sunshine.” “Thank you, darling, but let’s try that again a few hours when you can see straight.”

36) “Who hurt you?” “Don’t—” “Who hurt you?”

37) “Hey, hey, hey, stop crying. I’m here now.”

38) “I think—I think I want to marry you.” “Oh, my God, are you serious?”

39) “You’re actually wearing it?” “Was I not supposed to?” “No, no, no! You’re so… cute. So unlike you.”

40) “No, I don’t want to talk about Grumpy/Sunshine if it’s about if we’ve broken up yet. No, we haven’t broken up yet. Yes, we’re still married. Do you have any other questions now?”

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jojojoy1 · 1 year

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2% - Song fic

Ajax Petropolus x reader

You and Ajax were complete opposites. No one understood how you worked as a couple and no one expected you to last very long. Both of your families said you would break up before the end of the school year. It annoyed both of you. You loved Ajax, so what if you were complete opposites, that's what made you work. Ajax had low grades, was mostly oblivious to anything going on in the world and everyone knew he was a stoner, in all contexts. You were a straight A student, you could play just about any instrument and you never smoked a day in your life. But you worked, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

One day, you, Ajax, Enid, Xavier and Wednesday were sat at lunch, a common topic between your friends was your and Ajax's relationship.

"So what did your mum say this time?" Enid asked you, biting into her steak sandwich.

"Well, she said we're just crazy kids who can't know what love is until we graduate."

"That's ridiculous!" Enid exclaimed.

"I agree" Said Wednesday, this took everyone by surprise as she never comments on this topic, "My parents started being annoyingly in love at nevermore, why can't you?"

"Ajax, didn't you speak to your mum recently? What'd she say about Y/N?" Xavier said, curious.

"The usual, 'Why can't you see this is just a silly teenage fling that will be over in two months' bullshit." Ajax replied, annoyed.

...

Every friday night your little gang would meet up in Xavier's shed to hang out and unwind from the week. Normally Ajax would meet you at your dorm, but when he knocked on your door Yoko answered.

"Hey Ajax, if you're looking for Y/N she already left like an hour ago."

"But I always meet her here at 7. Where'd she go?"

"No clue, to be honest, I thought she was already with you."

"Well thanks, I'll just call everyone else and see if they've seen her."

"'Kay, bye." Yoko said as she closed the door.

"Bye" Ajax said as he was texting Xavier to see if he's seen you.

When no one said they'd seen you everyone went searching. They were walking through the corridors when they could here a piano and soft singing.

Everyone thinks that we won't make it far

Let's blow their minds

How old do you have to be to say you're in love?

10, 15, 20, 21?

"Guys!" Enid whisper-shouted, beckoning everyone over to the music room where you were sat singing.

The world seems to have their doubts about us

But I don't understand how they get a say

'Cause they don't even know us

Everyone stood in silence listening, admiring, your voice.

This is for the young ones in love

Not going by the rule of thumb

The hatred for sacred, who cares about what others want?

For you 'cause they don't have a clue

Of the extent that teenagers go to

At least make an attempt

I'll take a chance of 2%

Ajax could swear that he fell in love all over again just hearing what you had written about your relationship, showing how much love you held for him and how confident you were in your relationship surviving, despite what others say.

Everyone thinks that we're just crazy kids

Let's prove them wrong

How old do you think we'll be when we look back and laugh?

36, 52, 81?

Ajax knew right then and there that, no matter the comments your relationship brought, he was gonna marry you.

The world seems to have their doubts about us

But I don't understand how they get a say

'Cause they don't even know us

This is for the young ones in love

Not going by the rule of thumb

The hatred for sacred, who cares about what others want?

For you 'cause they don't have a clue

Of the extent that teenagers go to

At least make an attempt

I'll take a chance of 2%

Everyone else switched between watching you and watching Ajax. They didn't need to be mind readers to know what was going one in his head. He was lost in the music being created by the woman he loves, and they all knew that.

We were meant to be, it's written in the pages

Here comes the third degree

They're mad we haven't graduated

You're holding on to me

And I know you won't let go

When those words left your mouth everyone knew, no matter what, you and Ajax would stick together and face the world with each other.

This is for the young ones in love

Not going by the rule of thumb

The hatred for sacred, who cares about what others want?

For you 'cause they don't have a clue

Of the extent that teenagers go to

At least make an attempt

We are the young ones in love

Not going by the rule of thumb

The hatred for sacred, who cares about what others want?

For you 'cause they don't have a clue

Of the extent that teenagers go to

At least make an attempt

I'll take a chance of 2%

This is for the young ones, for the young ones, yeah

Oh, I'll take a chance of 2%

When you stopped singing everyone started clapping, even Wednesday. It startled you but when you saw who it was the biggest smile appeared on your face. Ajax started walking over to you and he was all you could focus on.

"That was beautiful." He said, mesmerised.

"You weren't suppose to hear it." You said shyly.

"Do you really think we're gonna be together forever?"

"We're gonna be together longer the forever." You said as you stood from the piano.

Ajax placed his hands on your waist as yours wrapped around his neck.

"I love you." He said, staring into your eyes making you feel so happy to have found your soulmate so young.

"I love you too." Then he lent in, kissing you. The kiss was filled with so much love and passion, you didn't want it to end. That kiss reassured you that you would be with Ajax forever, even if your families didn't understand the love you had for each other. You don't need them to understand. It's your life, your relationship, you know what you feel, that's all you need.

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gwilin-stay-winnin · 22 days

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AO3 Twenty Questions

tagged by @ladytanithia. a big thank you, as always!

tagging @inkoherentwriting, @azures-grace and YOU, dear reader

(copy/paste for the questions below the cut)

1 – How many works do you have on AO3?

Four, not counting the work I published as a reference list for my OCs.

2 – What's your total AO3 word count?

84,627

3 – What fandoms do you write for?

Just TES:Skyrim for the moment. Sadly, I haven't been able to play any of the other games just yet.

4 – What are your top five fics by kudos?

I'm dying for Among the Many Lost Souls to surpass Sought and Found. It was my first venture into longform writing and it shows. Bleh.

5 – Do you respond to comments?

Almost always. If I don't respond, it's usually because I tried my darndest and couldn't think of a constructive or meaningful response.

6 – What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

The one I'm writing right now :3c (Among the Many Lost Souls). I'm putting Gwilin through the wringer and then I'm gonna hang him out to dry.

7 – What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Sought and Found, I suppose.

8 – Do you get hate on fics?

No, I don't. I lowkey wish I did. Firstly, because haters can be remarkably perceptive, and, secondly, because I am as interested in what makes someone scrunch up their nose or click away from my fic as I am about hearing people's thoughts on what was well-executed about them. I think my stuff is too niche to really draw a lot of negative attention (right now, at least).

9 – Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Always, my man! I consider it my moral duty to make my characters fuck nasty. Why? BECAUSE IT'S HOT DUHHH

10 – Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

People who write crossovers scare me so bad. I can barely limp my way through having to structure a plot around already-existing lore and making sure everything that happens in the story is congruent with in-universe rules, meanwhile there are people out there writing Skyrim x The Walking Dead crossovers. It's cocobananas.

11 – Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know. I don't really give a fuck if people steal my shit. Fighting with someone over authorship of a work that is principally riding on the coattails of an existing IP, which can't even be monetized, mind you, feels like a real 'race to the bottom' situation to me. I'm well aware of the quality of my work and I'm proud to have the drive to constantly better my skills. That's all that matters.

12 – Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope. Though I did start translating Sought and Found into Spanish, I dropped it when I started writing Among the Many Lost Souls. In any case, I would be so, so touched if someone decided to translate a fic of mine.

13 – Have you ever co-written a fic?

Also nope. Never tried collaborative writing outside of an academic setting. Totally open to it, though!

14 – What's your all-time favorite ship?

Uh, I'm not real big on shipping existing characters. I mostly just think about my OCs, or my friend's OCs, with each other. Aside from Gwilin x [pretty much every other NPC in Skyrim], I think thoughts about @abstractredd's guys, Hedgrod and Athrar, quite often.

15 – What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Fic-related WIP? Just one. I wanted to write another romance fic (like Sought and Found) featuring a netch farmer who's a cowboy-type character. Sexy Dunmer with a southwestern accent. Brokeback Mountain: Morrowind Edition. You get the picture.

I might still finish it, but I'm reluctant to even touch it because I haven't played Morrowind, and would have to do a real deep-dive into everything related to Dunmer in TES lore to write it. I know a lot already, but I never feel like I know enough, y'know?

16 – What are your writing strengths?

I've been told I'm good at setting a scene and painting a picture. This is, I think, a new ability I acquired in the past year or so. I've also been told my smut-writing abilities are pretty good, which is always nice to hear :) If I had to list what I consider to be my own strengths, I'd add that I've gotten a lot better at cutting the fat out of my writing (especially from dialogue tags and in describing facial expressions and body language).

17 – What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue is a bitch a half for me to write. It's probably the thing I most obsessively tweak before publishing. I think my dialogue tends to fall short.

Pacing is another issue. I often criticize, in other fic author's works, that they present an interesting image or idea and then leave me hungry because they don't elaborate on it, but I am the biggest culprit of this if I don't constantly remind myself that, yes, people want to hear more about this or that. They want you to mystify it, justify it, make it sexy, make it like a puzzle for them to solve. You can't just leave it cut-and-dry, much as my autism compels to do because "It's quite literally saying the same thing". Like, that's great, bestie, but you have to elaborate! Say the same thing just make it sound cooler than it is!

18 – Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

This is cool. I don't mind busting out Google Translate to enjoy a fic. That mouse-hovering feature that lets you add alternative text to a fic on ao3 is super useful for this sort of thing.

19 – First fandom you wrote for?

My first, and only other, fandom: My Little Pony. I was 12.

20 – Favorite fic you've written?

I love them all for different reasons, BUT Among the Many Souls has blood and sex and drama in it, so yeah. It's in the lead.

1 – How many works do you have on AO3?

2 – What's your total AO3 word count?

3 – What fandoms do you write for?

4 – What are your top five fics by kudos?

5 – Do you respond to comments?

6 – What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7 – What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8 – Do you get hate on fics?

9 – Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10 – Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

11 – Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12 – Have you ever had a fic translated?

13 – Have you ever co-written a fic?

14 – What's your all-time favorite ship?

15 – What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16 – What are your writing strengths?

17 – What are your writing weaknesses?

18 – Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19 – First fandom you wrote for?

20 – Favorite fic you've written?

#tes #tes fic #ao3 #tag game

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herecirmsims · 4 months

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Top 23 gameplay moments/fav screenshots

Thank you for the tag, @julesbbsea17 ! I have a bad habit of not saving my gameplay screenies - I put them into annotated slides to share on my spam IG account - but I do have some that I remembered to keep! And the rest are post-Horse Ranch release, as I haven't cleaned my screenshots folder in a while. 😆

I'm hoping Tumblr will do the automatic "see more" cut here, but let me know if this is hogging your feed...

Fen building the treehouse in their Tartosa home. He just looked handsome. 🥹

2. Playing with @dustyratt 's costumes!

3. Sax on the swing one evening. This was my wallpaper for the longest time.

4. Fen and Sax goofing around in the kitchen. With Growing Together, they got the Jokester family trait which surprised me honestly, but I'm here for it!

5. Oh yeah, this was when I first put a beard on Fen and decided I liked beards after all. 🫠 This was also when he went through a phase of only cooking garlic noodles, which always resulted in Sax getting flirty and instigating WW shenanigans, which is... Sax is a vampire? Garlic?? Maybe HE'S the masochist.

6. Fen trying to use the toilet, joined by 2 out of 4 cats and the Roomba. Random thing to take a photo of but the realism cracked me up. 🤣

7. Oh, a two-for-one... after I bought Get To Work and played the doctor career with Fen. It made him angry because he has the Outdoors trait, and every day he'd go and glare at the unicorn in the gift shop and then feel better again. 🤣

8. This Disney moment with one of their mules and a wild bird!!

9. Cari, Sax and Fen's kid, who inexplicably aged up blue.

10. Eleanor came to visit and set herself on fire... Fen was weirdly gleeful about it?!

11. I ADORE the toddler-adult hug. 🥹🥹

12. Winter in Chestnut Ridge.

13. More mules in winter.

14. The adorable blue baby.

15. Bunny 🥹

16. Fen excited because a cat wanted to be friends with him (I can relate)

17. Sax getting WAY too engrossed in Cluedo (a Simblreen gift from @surely-sims).

18. Taking a ride under the Northern Lights 😍

19. Whatever the hell was going on here

20. Sax accidentally breathing fire over his own child

21. And this expression

22. Fen having a Disney prince moment, as he deserves.

23. When Fen caught Sax feeding on someone, and was horrified to discover that he'd married a vampire.

I don't know who else I know on here who does no storyline gameplay! Hmm I guess it does say favourite screenshots, so I'm gonna tag @kevinandthesims , @izayoichan , and @themagicbluefox.

#my sims #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 screenshots

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jpitha · 1 year

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Hidden Depths 20

Awakenings 1 2 3 4 Hidden Depths 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19Hidden Depths: A Side Story Hidden Depths: Another Perspective

Ta'reni and Nilan looked up nervously. The Grand Council was 4 K'laxi that represented all of K'laxikind when decisions about the group as a whole needed to be made. One represented K'lax itself, one the K'laxi stationed on ships and starbases, one each for the colony plants Ishi and Calumbri. They were very old, and wore very elaborate hooded robes with designs and flourishes to indicate the people they supported.

The Councilwoman for the ships and starbases wore a midnight blue robe with sparking dots and her shoulders looked like a pressure suit. The head Councilman, the one representing K'lax itself wore blue-green robes, the color of the greenery on K'lax. His robe had a leaf motif. Ishi's Councilman had sky blue robes, the color of the sea and the sky on Ishi and had a wave pattern in the fabric, and the Calumbri Councilwoman had slate grey robes representing the mineral wealth found on the planet. Her robe sparkled and shone in the shafts of light in the chamber.

The head of the council peered at them from their table high above Ta'reni and Nilan and looked over at the guard stationed by the door.

"Leave us." He said in a clear tenor voice. His accent was impeccable and Nilan wondered to herself where he learned such good Colonic.

The Guard saluted K'laxi style, then tuned on his heel and exited through the ceremonial door. The closed behind him with a boom in the silence.

For two beats, nothing happened. Then, the K'laxi on the end - the Councilwoman for ships and starbases - pressed a button at her space on the table. Nilan's ears popped and she felt stuffy.

"There. The silence field has been engaged." She said. "We can speak freely." She looked at them. "Now then. Ta'reni, when were you going to call home? Do you know how worried your familial group is? You haven't sent a message - not even a text message - in more than three months!"

Ta'reni blinked. This was not how she expected the meeting to start.

"I-I-I'm sorry Councilwoman..." She stuttered. "I've been b-b-busy with my work and..." Her eyes snapped over to Nilan, and then back to the Councilwoman.

The Councilwoman noticed her eye. "Oh? You have a girlfriend now? Too busy to call home? Too busy to introduce us?"

"Us?"

She removed her hood, revealing an elder K'laxi with a coloration that - while muted through age - was clearly the same as Ta'reni's. Her earrings were a more elaborate version of the ones she wore as well."

"AUNTIE LE'RENI?" Ta'reni did nothing to hide her shock. Nilan turned and faced her "Who?"

Ta'reni gestured at her "That's my aunt Le'reni! She's in my familial group! She used to take me to creche every morning!"

Le'reni nodded "Among other things, and still you were too busy with your new life to come and talk to your elders about the time you're having." She might be gently rebuking Ta'reni, but her eyes shone.

"I'm sorry Auntie-er Councilwoman La'reni. You're right of course that I should have called or sent a video home, but first I was overwhelmed at Starbase, then I met Nilan who was so nice and helpful, then I got buried in work, and now the attack..." She sighed. "I'm sorry. Once this is all done, we will take a trip and visit."

Satisfied, La'reni nodded. The Council for K'lax looked at them and with a solemn and serious tone asked "Do you play Niferian?"

Nilan blinked. "I'm sorry sir, I don't know what that is?"

Ta'reni turned to her and quietly said. "It's a card game. I know the basics." Turning back to the Grand Council she answered. "Nilan doesn't know, but I know the basics. I can teach her."

"Wonderful! I do so tire of having the same partners. Let's set up a game. Three teams of two."

****

Nilan picked up the game easily. It was a cooperative card game where the goal was to help everyone else get their points. The team with the lowest score at the end of the round was the winner and dealt the next round. After 3 or 4 rounds Ta'reni finally got up the courage to say "But, what about our plea to the Council?"

"Well, we're right here aren't we?" The Councilman for Ishi said, as he shuffled the cards "What is your issue?"

"The Joint Human/K'laxi starbase is under attack. A splinter group of humans from their planet Venus have declared autonomy over all of human space and have subjugated Earth. Now they are moving out to the colony worlds and declaring rulership over them as well."

"They also have declared our AIs to be non-sapient and are enforcing that determination through force." Nilan added.

"Hmm. That is serious." The Councilman for K'lax looked up from his cards at them both. "Did they actually attack Starbase?"

"Yes sir. They fired missiles. The in-system ships jumped to our defense so at the time of our departure there was no hits, but we have not heard from them since."

"And the colony Zen'ma'gan's Reach?"

Nilan answered. "I understand they requested assistance from a dropship to evacuate them. The colony was not very large and it was thought they could shelter on board."

He nodded. "Zen'ma'gan's Reach is much too dry for us. We were going to explore disbanding the colony in a few years. The joint Starbase was much more important for Human/K'laxi relations anyway."

Nilan was concentrating on her cards and her face brightened. "Hah!" She said. "3 for you, 4 for you, 6 for you, 1 for you and 5 for Ta'reni" she handed cards to everyone. "That's my hand and I have no points this round. Perfect score!" She beamed.

La'reni looked surprised. "A perfect hand? You picked up this game quickly. Are you sure you've never played before?"

"Never, Councilwoman."

"Impressive. Okay then, you deal."

Ta'reni looked lost. "But...what about..."

The Councilwoman from Calumbri looked at Ta'reni kindly. "Don't worry Ta'reni, we'll help. La'reni would have our fur if we didn't."

At that, La'reni grinned.

"But, is this how..." She gestured "How our major decisions are made?"

"Ta'reni, by the time they reach us the decision is mostly made already." The Councilman for K'lax said. "We're very respected and an important part of K'laxi culture, but we don't do much. Did you think that us 4 made all the decisions for K'laxi kind?"

"I-I-I-" Ta'reni stuttered.

"Child, it's fine. We're not going to be all booming voice and slamming hammers against doors." The Councilwoman from Calumbri said. "That's mostly for the tourists."

"Besides, Vivenni already gave us her report. We had decided to assist if you came and asked anyway." La'reni said.

Nilan and Ta'reni looked surprised. "Vivenni talked to you?"

La'reni nodded. "Yes, she's one of ours, in fact." She touched a panel on her wrists and spoke. "Please send Vivenni in."

While Nilan dealt another hand, a small side door opened and a K'alxi walked in. She was well dressed in black, middle aged and wore elaborate earrings anodized black and red instead of the polished silver Ta'reni and La'reni wore. As she approached she said "So you finally found two more for your game?"

"Yes, Ta'reni made the smart decision to come with her girlfriend so now we finally have an even number of players." The Councilman for K'lax said without looking up from his cards.

"Pardon me for working alone then Honored Councilman." She said, scoffing gently.

Nilan looked up. "You're Vivenni? Gord sent us to apologize to you. He's sorry he had Hat kick you out without further explanation. He was worried it was going to turn into "an AI thing" and didn't want you wrapped up in it."

Vivienne's face softened at Gord's mention. "That old so and so. So obsessed with making sure that he's not causing trouble for BIs that he forgets that we want them to succeed and want to help too. Did you take a bottle of syrup?"

Ta'reni nodded excitedly. "I did. I can't wait to have some pancakes and try it."

Vivenni smiled. "It's an excellent vintage. I think you'll really enjoy it."

La'reni watched the interaction. "Well then, it's good that we all got together. Look at the things we're accomplishing. Vivenni, will you and Nilan and Ta'reni go over your findings and see where they align and where they differ? After this hand of course, I feel lucky."

After the game, Nilan, Ta'reni, Vivenni and La'reni went over what they knew. Ta'reni and Nilan were able to give some of the details of the attack that Vivenni lacked, while Vivenni was able to give them more background on Venus. It turns out the K'laxi knew about Venus for the last 5 years and were waiting for them to make a move and officially declare that they were in charge.

"So will K'lax be dealing with Venus from now on?" Nilan asked.

Vivenni shrugged "They're in charge. The fact that they got that way by force is unfortunately immaterial to us. Our relations with the colony worlds and the OPA will strengthen I imagine, but when we have to deal with humanity as a whole-" She put finger quotes around the word humanity. "-we will probably be dealing with Venus."

"What about the AI thing? The fact that they want to control and shackle AIs." Ta'reni looked worried.

Vivenni shrugged. "Officially? That's a human thing and not our concern. Technically our own AIs aren't declared sapient either." She looked down at her pad and back at them. "Though we know about Chloe and her work. We haven't said anything because we're curious about what will happen when and if our AIs petition us. The Grand Council is sympathetic and frankly bored." She chuckled "I think they want them to petition for sapience just to see how everyone will react."

Nilan raised an eyebrow. "What about unofficially?"

"Unofficially it's barbaric and the council hates it and it's also part of the reason why you're getting assigned command of a K'laxi battle cruiser and their supporting craft."

"WE'RE WHAT?" Ta'reni shouted.

The Councilman of K'lax looked up from his pad. "Oh, so you told them?" He smiled.

La'reni chuckled. "I told our our Ta'reni was a bit high strung."

The Councilman of K'lax nodded. "Yes, we're going to give you, Ta'reni, command of Pride of K'lax. They're in-system for final checks and this will be a combination show of force and shakedown cruise.

"But, I'm not even in the military! I'm barely an ambassador!"

"You'll do fine. Captain Mel'itani is a seasoned professional. You'll be officially in command, but listen to their recommendations. They're proud of their ship and their crew and are good K'laxi." He smiled wanly. "Captain Mel'itani is also rather excited for the opportunity to show humans what we have learned since we became friends." He shook his head "They are spoiling for the opportunity to go toe to claw against some splinter group of humans."

Councilwoman La'reni looked at the three of them. "Well, I think we've been in here relaxing long enough. Vivenni, do they know what we know regarding Venus?"

"Yes Councilwoman."

"Ta'reni, you are hearby officially granted temporary command of the Pride of K'lax. You are ordered to use it to its fullest to restore order to the joint Human/K'laxi Starbase; to remind Venus that it is a joint Starbase and that firing upon it is forbidden. Do not attempt to usrup the authority Venus is claiming but also do not remain passive to their demands. Make sure they know that they are not the only party with interest in Starbase."

"Yes Councilwoman."

"You are also unofficially ordered to use what resources you can to assist any stricken AIs and work with them to prevent any further shackling and or repair any that have become shackled if possible."

Ta'reni blinked.

"You are also really really unofficially requested to help out any K'laxi AIs and let them know that they have a sympathetic ear in the Grand Council." The Councilman for K'lax said with a smile."

Now it was Nilan's turn to blink.

The both looked at each other, then to the old K'laxi around the card table. They stood and ripped off the smartest salute they could manage

"Yes Grand Council. We will carry out your orders to the best of our ability."

"And call your mother!" La'reni said.

"Yes Auntie Councilwoman."

The Councilman for Ishi tipped his head back and laughed at that. "Don't call her that outside of these chambers." He said with a grin. "But I like the title."

****

Three days later, Nilan and Ta'reni were on the command deck of Pride of K'lax. Ta'reni had new command bars added to her ambassador uniform and when they came on board everyone saluted them. Captain Mel'itani saluted. "Welcome aboard ambassadors. We are proud and happy to receive word from the Grand Council direct about our mission. We are yours to command."

They returned the salute. Ta'reni said: "Thank you for your welcome Captain Mel'itani. You are aware that we are being sent to show Venus that the K'laxi will not submit to human authority and shall be seen as equals on the galactic stage. Now is our time to show that we have taken the lessons humans have taught and will apply them. Please proceed with all haste towards the joint Human/K'laxi Starbase."

Captain Mel'itani Saluted and said "Yes Commander." Then he stopped and grinned. "So, just how much haste would you like for us to use?" He said. "Being that we are the newest battle cruiser in the K'laxi fleet we have some...additions to our normal compliment of reactors and weapons."

Nilan raised an eyebrow "Such as?"

"Well for one, they have me; a partner AI." said a voice over the intercom. "Hello Ambassadors. I am the Pride of K'lax, the first officially unshackled K'laxi AI."

Ta'reni gasped. "It's so nice to meet you Pride! How are you?"

"I'm excited to help out. Additionally we also have a wormhole generator."

Now, Nilan gasped. "You do? Is it of human make?"

"Sort of. It's a human design that we took and improved upon. Ours uses 30% less energy to activate and we reduced the instances of the unfortunate side effect down from 1 in 100 to 1 in 1000."

"Unfortunate side effect?" Ta'reni asked. She isn't affected by it, so she never really knew about it.

"Some people experience death and the afterlife when they go through a wormhole." Pride of K'lax said matter of factly. "It's the reason that K'laxi used the Warp Gates even though we new about the theory of wormhole travel. Our scientists have been able to refine the technology based on the work the humans have done though, and now fewer people "die" when we link."

"That's amazing." Nilan wondered. "I bet there are a lot of people in human space that will want your design."

"We're hopeful" Captain Mel'itani said. "So, Commander Ta'reni, please give us the order."

Ta'reni nodded and standing behind Captain Mel'itani's seat said "Please link us to the Join Human/K'laxi starbase and prepare to for defense.

"Yes Commander. Computing link." Pride of K'lax answered.

Part 21

#humans are deathworlders #humans are space orcs #humans are space capybaras #humans are space australians #awakenings #long reads #writing #sci fi writing #humans and ai #humans are space oddities

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bumblepony · 12 days

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Thank you for tagging me @adhdprincess Tagging @march-flowerr @two-birds-alone-together @becomethesun [Empty Q's are at the bottom of the post]

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 75

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 434,796

3. What fandoms do you write for? TLOU

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Unexpected Consequences : 327

Like You Were Always Meant To Be Here : 306

Glitch in the Code or Playing Video Games with My Uncle and Dad : 183

A Soul For Sale Or Rent : 164

After The Rain :126

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, as much as I can. But I am bad at remembering, so if I get a notification and don't respond right away, my brain forgets it exists. Thank you, ADHD.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I think its a tie between these two.

Life is pretty cruel For a touchy feely fool

We're Only Going So Far

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Maybe this one. Boy I Was Back Then

8. Do you get hate on fics? No, not really. I had one fic that got some hate but it was pretty minimal. I don't even have that fic anymore; I planned to rewrite it but never did.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, Yes I do. All kinds, but generally, it's soft smut; I don't do a ton of really out-there stuff, not that I am yucking anyones yum, just not my style. I have M/M pairings and M/F I haven't really explored F/F yet but I plan to just haven't got around to it yet.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Yes, I do. So far, only one has been published its TLOU/Firefly Turn On The Red Light . I am working on another right now for TLOU/LOTR

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? No, not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, actually a few,

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? So, it's not really a Ship because they are actually together, but Bill/Frank is my favorite ship from the video game. I love that the HBO version actually gave us a relationship with them.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Probably my Henry & Sam Live Wip. Like, I want to write it, but it's going to be a lot of work, and there already is a great writer, @becomethesun, who is writing one that is amazing. It's called collaborators .

16. What are your writing strengths? Uggg, I guess my ability to come up with ideas for stories.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? My ability to finish writing those ideas.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I do it from time to time, but I try to get help from someone who actually speaks the language.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Technically The Heralds of Valdimar, but that was all through Yahoo email with my friends when I was 15-16 years old. My only published stuff is on AO3 TLOU.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Shit I think it's a tie with

A Soul For Sale Or Rent

Glitch in the Code or Playing Video Games with My Uncle and Dad

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1. How many works do you have on AO3? 2. What's your total AO3 word count? 3. What fandoms do you write for? 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 5. Do you respond to comments? 6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? 7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? 8. Do you get hate on fics? 9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? 11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? 15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? 16. What are your writing strengths? 17. What are your writing weaknesses? 18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? 19. First fandom you wrote for? 20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

#tlou #asks #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #ao3

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citrusuprising · 14 days

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Alrighty it's been WAY too fucking long since I did one of these ask memes. Tagged by @bakumanfaces

1. Are you named after anyone?

So technically named after my mom (gave me her old middle name) but now it's MY middle name >:3

2. When was the last time you cried?

Three days ago?? At most four. I had a rough few months recently and uhhh still recovering.

3. Do you have kids?

Oh good Lord no I can barely take care of myself rn

4. What sport do you play/have played?

Uh I was in a Quadball team for a few weeks freshman year of college but other than that haven't really played sports since soccer as a kid.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

NOOOOO not at ALL

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Uhhh this is tough probably their frame? Like height, fat and muscle distribution, etc. WAIT ACTUALLY no it's hair but frame is a close second.

7. What's your eye color?

Green, slightly leaning towards Hazel

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings

9. Any talents?

I like to think I'm an okay cook. There's probably another thing but I can't think of it.

10. Where were you born?

Oakland, CA

11. What are your hobbies?

Video games, cooking, biking, sorting things into arbitrary categories (recently made a list of Pokemon based on their similarity to the meal/monster in every dunmeshi episode)

12. Do you have any pets?

No but my parents have two dogs I helped raise so I think they're worth mentioning.

13. How tall are you?

5'8"

14. Favorite subject in school?

Either Physics or Literature. Had good teachers for both. Found a lot of the analytical concepts for literature interesting and just had the mind to work through basic physics problems like fun puzzles.

15. Dream job?

Video game designer (literally in school for this shit) highly collaborative environment working with code with an eye towards artistic intentions (even if those intentions are just "have fun")

Told to tag 15 people, probably won't have that many but whatever. Hey @fandoms-will-collide @catboyfurina @mxchaoticgood @jermastar @rotten-spaceymage @empidonax @alvi @renegadeofficial @scareoset @raffaellosanziodaurbino @itsjesscapade @elliegoose (actually surprised I got it to 12)

Again no pressure to respond! Thanks again @bakumanfaces !!

#chattykat #ask meme

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changingplumbob · 4 months

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My top 23 gameplay moments

Thanks to @anamoon63 for tagging me! You've probably seen my top 23 screenshots but as I was trying to narrow them all down I did feel like my favourite storyline moments were not the same as my favourite pictures. So I'm going to take this tag and tell you the top 23 gameplay events I've had this year. Not all have screenshots as some of them happened before I started writing down and capturing my gameplay.

23. I did actually enjoy writing Bella and Mortimer pulling away from each other as Mortimer began to prioritise his writing over his family.

22. Seeing in thought bubbles that Paris and Samir both had crushes on the sims I wanted them crushing on. Sweet success!

21. Back when my game correctly did university grades and three out of five of my university students earned their degrees with honors! Devin, Luna and Cassandra.

20. Adding in Dina and Nina Caliente. Sadly Mortimer died so they haven't gotten a lot of screentime yet BUT I think they look great and have plans to bring them back in in time, they still control the Goth fortune after all.

19. Getting Bob his dog Dale which allowed Bob to get fit and healthy. He's still heavy set but it's mostly muscle now.

18. When Reece got a pop up about his crush randomly showing up at football practice despite his actual crush Samir being on the football team...

17. When Deanna and Paris completely ruined my story plans by kissing during a shopping trip in a different rotation, and I had to do sneaky screenshots so you couldn't see them in the background. Then when I went back to play Deanna she still had the first kiss option so I could write things my way.

16. When I was able to edit settings so that Devin and Luna could have kids that would be genetically related to them both. I usually like to keep my gameplay semi realistic when it comes to having kids but I knew Devin would not get pregnant being an actress and wanted the chance of a kid that looked like her.

15. My sims commiting home invasion before it became EA official. See Devin walking into the Pancakes house like modern day Goldilocks. Taking a bath, cooking a white cake, and only half eating some food.

14. Joey's glow up from little kid to attractive young adult was a nice surprise. I'm so glad he rolled wanting kids because if I can't get a Devin lookalike, maybe I can get a Joey lookalike down the line. Note to self, put eyelashes on more of my male sims.

13. When this new blonde girl in high school kept looking miserably at Deanna during the lesson. And I had Deanna go cheer her up only to discover when looking through her traits that she was also a lesbian. Cheers Paris for spawning at just the right time.

12. Kelly rolling the evil trait after being a destructive toddler was hilarious. I never would have picked it by myself but now I revel in writing him being a jerk to others.

11. When I got Milton to waddle across the road after Bella went missing. And again when I got him to ditch Dina and Nina and run away to see Alexander.

10. Rahul repeatedly spawning outside the Goth house for no apparent reason. This of course led to a friendship and eventual romance with Cassandra. Stalking may pay off???

9. Just watching Kaori ski has honestly been so fun. I look forward to it when I play her household. For those that don't know Charlie used Mix & Mingle for a blind date and Kaori was the second woman she met from that.

8. INFANTS! Specifically playing with alien infants like Silas and Pollock who are even more adorable and hilarious than human infants.

7. Writing Bob and Eliza as being in love. Taking the opposite nature of their personalities and finding a way where they actually work well together. I always smile when they go to woohoo and Eliza also dumps her clothes on the floor like Bob rather than in the basket.

6. When Reece got a crush on Samir after literally saying one thing to him, guess they'd been bonding off screen. In the York rotation Samir had come over and yelled at Reece, and my brain went he's probably just a closeted gay. Then I checked and he actually was! For storyline purposes though I have him as never being in denial of that.

5. Savannah and Mercedes being mini clones of Rahul. I love it so much. I also have really liked playing this latest storyline where they are not pleased at the idea of a sibling, they can be two little terrors.

4. Adam accepting the birth of both of his kids despite not wanting children. I didn't know if I could do enough to get him there but each time he was able to.

3. Keira getting sick during her Halloween party date and Marta looking after her. Not planned but ended up pretty sweet.

2. James proposing to Alexander when he was a townie, despite autonomous proposals being turned off and the fact that he had a living wife at that point. You rebel against the code James!

1. When Adam ignored autonomous proposals being turned off, and showed up in the middle of Suzanna's shift at the science lab to propose. They were living together by this point and clearly he got sick of me ignoring his wants while I played him at home.

So @azuhrasims @marcishaun @sharona-sims and anyone really if you have some top gameplay events from this year, doesn't have to be a whole 23, want to share? Also @julesbbsea17 I KNOW you must have had some kind of crazy memorable gameplay events in your game this year... *flashes back to that random unknown thing bobbing in the water beside your lot in Sulani that we still don't have the identity of*

#sims 4 #the sims #the sims 4 #Top 23 #simblr #Dag dag or tag tag

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diaperdino77 · 5 months

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If you want, answer or try to answer to the following questions, please.

1) Is there anyone who knows that you wear/ like/buy diapers?

2) Has anyone accidentally ever seen you wearing diapers (with nothing else covering them) in a locker rooom, in a public toilet, airport check-in, during a medical visit or anywhere else? If yes, how did he react to this?

3) Has anyone accidentally ever been able to notice you wearing your diapers under your clothes? If yes, what has the reaction been?

4) What are your favourite diapers?

5) Ever worn diapers 24/7?

6) Do you like straitjackets, gags, and adult diapers together?

7) Have you ever been seen while buying adult diapers in a shop? If yes what has been the reaction? Furthermore, how has the cashier reacted?

8) Have you ever bought diapers using internet?

9) Has there ever been anyone who has joked about you wearing diapers? Has there ever been anyone who has made fun of you because you wear diapers?

10) Have you ever been humiliated for you wearing/liking/buying diapers?

11) Have you ever tried reusable/cloth adult diapers? If yes, how are they?

12) When did you wear your first adult diaper? What did you feel?

13) How has being ABDL influenced your social and love relations?

14) How many diaper lovers/ABDL do you know, both online and where you live?

15)Are you more AB or DL?

16) Why do you like/love diapers?

17) Have you ever seen anyone wearing diapers, in a public space (with nothing else covering them)?

18) Have you ever been able to notice anyone wearing diapers under clothes?

19) Have you ever seen anyone while buying adult diapers in a shop?

20) Have you ever worn diapers at job?

1: yes, 3 people know I like diapers. My current girlfriend, my ex girlfriend, and my therapist lol. Couples sex therapist to be specific. Other than that, I have one ABDL friend, my baby bestie @daddysbaby4eva, who knows who I am. And then anyone that my ex may have told I guess lol.

2: no, I haven't worked up the courage to leave the home diapered yet

3: I did wear a pullup once under my clothes in college just to step outside of my dorm room to go to the drinking fountain. I could hear people nearby but I didn't actually see anyone so no one saw me. But it was exhilarating. I also have worn a full diaper under clothes just outside of my house to refill the the bird and squirrel food and a beautiful college girl walked by and looked at me. I don't know if she noticed any bulk or anything though, but I like to think she maybe did

4: My favorite diapers are TryAgains by PretendAgain. I made a post when I first tried them. They make me feel so baby and the color reminds me of pampers. I swear they even have a baby diaper smell like no other abdl diaper has before. My next favorites are Comfy Cubz, Little Kings, and Animooz!! I love cloth backed hehe.

5: I have not gone 24/7 but I do like to wear for a day or two straight when I am home alone and off for the weekend. Usually go through 3 or 4 nappies. I don't do #2 in diapers though so I kinda cheat there. Never tried and don't really think I want to. Just too icky.

6: I've never tried straightjackets, but I like ball gags and diapers sometimes. And I think posts with girls in straight jackets, diapers and gagged are hot :) Love to try it all someday

7: I now order my diapers in the mail but when I used to buy pull ups at stores such as goodnites it was always a rush. I mostly used self checkout and hid the diapers in lots of bags and under stuff but I always felt people were looking and thinking I wear diapers. One younger lady cashier gave me a wierd and almost grinning look once but didn't say anything.

8: lol yes all the time

9: no

10: no, but in a sexual setting or with a dominatrix/mommy I wouldn't mind trying ;)

11: No. It sounds kinda gross honestly. I'd maybe be down to trying it once but I'm not too eager rn. I've played around with a white bath towel before I had actual diapers and kinda wrapped it around me like a nappy but never used it or anything. Just playing around.

12: It was a few years ago when I moved out of my college dorm and into an apartment with some roommates. I don't remember specifically which one was my first but i bought a rearz sample pack. My girlfriend was willing to try it with me then and she actually diapered me while I lay on the bed. It was the best feeling ever when she brought the front down onto me to tape up. UUUGGGHHHH

13: ABDL hasn't influenced my social relations at all because I keep it private so none of my real life friends nor my family know I'm into it. But its greatly influenced my love life. My ex girlfriend took to it quite well and we had many great times playing and exploring abdl back in high school. Just with Goodnites. We both wore together, she was mommy sometimes or we were both baby but mainly we just both wore diapers and were just happy and played and were sexually active in them. My current girlfriend, however, was willing to try it and we had some great times together both in pull ups and abdl diapers, but she decided it ultimately made her uncomfortable and I now keep my abdl life separate from her. She is aware and even suggested I look online for abdl companionship, but she doesn't want anything to do with it. That being said, we do have a ddlg relationship that has aspects of abdl and littlespace for her and we are exploring and developing that.

14: I only know one abdl/diaper lover on a personal level and that's my baby bestie @daddysbaby4eva. There's a few others I've chatted with on fetlife or here on tumblr but the conversations always fizzled out. There's also one person I met on fetlife who lives 30 min from me that likes diapers and being little sometimes, but we also don't talk too often.

15: I would say I am primarily a diaper lover as I just LOVE diapers and wearing them as well as seeing them on people I'm attracted to. Huge turn on. That being said, I very much enjoy littlespace, sexually and also not, and I have been exploring that more in the last few years.

16: I have always loved diapers as long as I can remember. I never wanted to potty train and was in diapers until I was 4. I remember in kindergarten, someone wheeled in a cart of different supplies for some reason and there were diapers on the cart and I felt something in my gut and just craved and wanted them so badly but didn't know why or what it meant. Then as I found the internet and sex I googled "girls in diapers" one day and I've been obsessed ever since. Found the abdl community, found my fetish/kink, and been exploring ever since. I think I love diapers because they are taboo, they are comforting, they are cute and safe and cuddly, and they just bring me pure joy.

17: I have never seen someone wearing just diapers in a public space. I've only ever seen two adults in person wear diapers and they are my ex girlfriend and current girlfriend. I'd love to go to abdl conventions and stores at some point though, such as CapCon and Tykables. I also might try professional dominatrix such as Chicago Illusions.

18: I have not noticed anyone

19: I have not

20: I have not and would not as I keep my personal and professional lives separate from my kink life. But hey, nothing wrong with having a fantasy or two ;)

This was really fun to answer these questions. Please keep em coming!! Thankies!!!

#ab dl diaper #diaper love #smollcreator #nappy lover #adult diaper lover #ab dl lifestyle

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