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theflowerrooms · 9 months

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hi petal! i've got an idea if you're still looking for requests c:

-imagine the squad goes camping but there was a miscommunication/error in booking and steve ends up having to room with eddie & the reader.

-he's already annoyed about having to third wheel but also bc he knows theyre always going at it.

-one night, he went to bed earlier than the group.

-by the time eddie & reader get to bed, they assume he's fast asleep but they were kinda loud coming into the cabin so he stirs awake.

-once they're in bed, they start messin around and eventually have sex, not caring about how loud their being bc they still think steve is asleep when really he's wide awake like O.O

(i'll leave it up to you whether or not steve gets himself off to them doin it but part of me feels like he has a voyeurism kink heehehe)

to request • eddie’s masterlist • steve’s masterlist • main

Wide Awake

Eddie Munson x Reader, x Steve Harrington (slight)

Summary: on a trip with friends, Steve ends up rooming with Eddie and you, the token sex addicts as he’s lovingly called you. He goes to bed early and you and Eddie calling soon after, thinking he’s fast asleep when you two start messing around

I seriously loved writing this so much! Thank you for the request! I’m a big fan of Steddie x reader and I’ve really been wanting to write more with Stevie <3 thank you! Love, Petal

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Warnings: smut, slight dubious consent, swearing, penetrative sex, voyeurism (Steve can hear reader and Eddie going at it), exhibitionism (Eddie and reader are definitely getting off on it, praise, slight humiliation?

He should’ve been the one to call and book the rooms. Maybe then they would’ve gotten four rooms with one bed each instead of two rooms with two beds each. Steve glared at you and Eddie across the fire pit, cozied together. Your face was buried into Eddie’s neck as you laughed at something Robin said. He didn’t hate you or Eddie, in fact, he loved you both immensely, his best friends. What he hated was the fact that you were always on each other. A constant reminder of how he was alone when the two of you looked happier than anyone had been before. It didn’t help that Steve had a thing for the both of you before you started dating.

Steve watched as Eddie’s hand slipped from your waist to your thigh, gripping it tightly and pulling you closer to him. He watched as your lips found Eddie’s pulse point, leaving nothing more than a gentle kiss, but it was enough to let Steve know you two were about to be interested in more than friendly kisses and lingering touches.

That was his cue to leave, go to bed and fall asleep before he got stuck listening to you two go at it.

He said his goodnights to everyone and all but ran to the room he’d soon be sharing with you and Eddie. His bed was cold and comfortable, but he was bitter and annoyed, and the cold only reminded him that there was nobody else to warm his bed with him. He hadn’t laid there long before he’d almost fallen asleep, resting on his side and blanket up to his chin as he faced the wall. His drowsiness was quick to leave him when he heard the door swing open and close.

"Shh- shut up, Steve's sleepin'." He heard you giggle, Eddie giggling in response. The corner of his mouth quirked up in a slight smile at your tipsy laughs, you sounded like you'd each been drinking. He knew it hadn't been more than a beer each; You and Eddie were just drunk on each other.

He heard Eddie's heavy footsteps as you led him over to the bed. He could hear you both falling onto the mattress and he was immediately grateful that the beds weren't squeaky, so at least he'd not have to listen to that.

He listened to you giggle and Eddie shush you. "Keep your pretty mouth shut, don't wanna wake up Steve." Eddie rasped. Steve could tell by his playful tone that he didn't really care if they woke him up or not.

The room soon filled with the sounds of you and Eddie kissing, clearly sloppy and rushed. Steve's face started to heat up with a deep blush that he was too embarrassed to acknowledge. And as your breath started to grow heavy with a soft sigh against Eddie's lips, Steve began to consider that maybe being stuck in a room with you and Eddie wasn't such a bad thing.

"Get this off baby." Eddie mumbled, mouthing breathily at your neck. You whispered something that Steve couldn't really hear, but he did hear his name. "Baby, it's fine, we'll be real quiet. If Harrington wakes up he can deal, or go sleep with the girls, it's fine." Eddie assured you, pecking kisses over his shoulder. Steve wanted to be irritated with Eddie for not caring to respect that maybe Steve didn't want to chance hearing you both fuck, but… Steve wasn't so mad about it, more excited than he was able to admit. It wasn't like he hadn't thought about Eddie and you like that before. He wasn't upset that he'd get to hear it this time.

Eddie was quick to help you get your shirt off. Steve could hear him kiss down the column of your chest, hear your shirt drop to the floor and he could even hear the zipper of your shorts before they hit the floor too.

“Fuck you’re so pretty.” Eddie groaned under his breath. Steve had to stop himself from turning to look for himself. He’d never seen you wearing less than a bikini, but that was enough for him to imagine. He didn’t have to see you to know that he already agreed.

Eddie kissed your sternum and unclasped your bra, letting you slide it off yourself as he let his hand fall to your cunt, rubbing slow, teasing circles over your panties. “Eddie, please.” You tried to whisper, but the unsteady and loud whimper that followed your words defeated the purpose of you whispering in the first place.

Your voice was darker, so sweet and needy, and that was it before Steve could feel him growing hard in his sweatpants. He heard Eddie’s taunting laugh and more whimpers from you that got him fully hard. He desperately wanted to turn and look at you, to reach down and palm himself, but he wouldn’t.

“Gonna let me taste you baby?” Eddie rasped, leaving more wet kisses on your stomach as he slid your underwear down your legs. Steve felt conflicted. He was excited at the possibility of getting to hear Eddie go down on you, frustrated that he couldn’t watch, and jealous that he didn’t get to have his mouth on you. Or even have Eddie’s mouth on himself.

You tugged Eddie’s hair to pull him up closer to you, and the groan he let out made Steve’s cock twitch. “Not right now, need you so bad, please.” Your voice shook and Steve exhaled, careful not to be too loud. He heard Eddie’s shirt hit the floor, then the zipper of his jeans. Steve wondered if he was stripping himself, or if you were helping him.

He stopped thinking about that the second he heard you gasp and sigh. He couldn’t be sure as he wasn’t able to see, but he imagined Eddie pushing his cock into you, bottoming out. He wondered how wet you were, and how deep Eddie was inside of you. He wanted to see so bad, but he was grateful to be able to hear the soft sounds you let out.

“Jesus… how are you always so fuckin’ tight? Feel so good angel.” Eddie’s voice was shakey, keeping his voice down for Steve’s sake. Unbeknownst to you both, Steve desperately wanted Eddie to speak up, wanted you to let yourself be louder.

As Eddie started moving faster in and out of you, you both stopped paying much attention to your volume. Eddie breathed heavily, and quiet moans were pushed out of your lips with each thrust of his cock. Steve could even hear your cunt, hearing just how soaking wet Eddie made you.

Steve’s cock was aching against his pants, and he just had to do something. Obviously he couldn’t jerk off right there: You’d stop if you knew he was listening. He shifted so that instead of laying on his side, he was on his stomach, giving him the perfect opportunity to press his hips against the mattress. He could gain some friction and alleviate some of the pressure from being so hard and not being able to do anything about it.

He nearly cursed at himself, the noise of him moving alerted you and Eddie. You both stopped, looking over at him to gauge whether or not he was awake. After a few moments of tense silence, Eddie started fucking you again, harder than before and catching you off guard. You whined, so loud and beautiful, and Steve couldn’t help but rhythmically roll his hips into the mattress. He had to bite down on his lip to keep himself quiet.

“Eddie-” His name fell from your lips, caught somewhere between a warning for him to slow down, or a plead for him to give you more. Steve didn’t think you were sure what you wanted.

“What’s the matter baby? Don’t wanna wake up Stevie?” Eddie asked teasingly and you hummed in agreement. “Awe, you don’t want Steve to see how well you take my cock? Don’t want Steve to see how fuckin’ pretty you look getting fucked?” He groaned and Steve almost groaned in return. Eddie’s words were doing just as much for him as they were for you, then the broken whine that came out of your mouth had Steve realizing the likelihood of him cumming in his pants like some desperate kid.

“Y’know what? I think you want him to see you. With the way you’re fuckin’ tightening up every time I say his damn name? God, fuck-” He fucked you harder, nails digging into the meat of your thighs, but it only spurred you on. He hit your g-spot over and over again, and you bit down on the junction between his neck and shoulder to try and quiet yourself. It was no use; you were still moaning desperately and Steve could hear every bit of it loud and clear. Each broken whine and whimper from your lips was bringing him closer and closer to an orgasm, just like Eddie’s cock was doing for you.

“Fucking- damn it, feel so good. Gonna cum baby? Are you gonna cum on my cock right next to Steve? Such a slut, fuckin’ love you” Eddie moaned, his thrusts were growing sloppier and sloppier and Steve could hear it.

“Love you- I- need to cum Eddie.” Your sweet voice was heavy with tears of pleasure, and simultaneously, you and Steve felt the pulsing in your lower stomachs, warning you of your orgasm.

“C’mon, so good for me, cum for me. Be a good slut and cum for me.” Eddie’s voice was thick and raspy, but sweet and loving. It guided you to your orgasm and you moaned loudly as you arched your back and came on his cock. At the same time, at Eddie’s demand, Steve came as well, his jaw hanging open in a choked back, silent moan as he filled his sweatpants with cum.

Eddie’s hips stuttered against yours and he came too, groaning loudly. A whiny moan that you loved to hear as he fucked his cum inside of you. “Fuck- s’good for me.” He mumbled, kissing your forehead as he stilled inside of you.

Steve rested there quietly, as quietly as he could manage. He listened to Eddie pull out of you and lay next to you, kissing the skin of your shoulders softly. Steve heard the blankets moving around as Eddie pulled them up over your shoulders for you.

“Thank you.” Your voice was sweet and sleepy, still heavy with that post orgasm haze. You thanked Eddie again, kissing his jaw. Steve wanted to thank him too, he wished he’d be able to replay everything he’d heard in his head over and over for the rest of time. He hoped you would do the same the next night. He’d make sure you ‘accidentally’ had to share a room with one another again. “Goodnight.” Steve smiled to himself as he heard your sweet voice, so loving and pretty. He heard you and Eddie kiss for a moment again and then he heard you shuffle closer to your boyfriend, burying your face in his neck. He was willing to bet you looked so cute.

Eddie yawned himself, “Goodnight baby.” He littered kisses over the crown of your head and Steve listened. He began to grow frustrated and jealous again, wishing he had someone to kiss him, to hold him. He wanted to scold himself for being so bitter about you and Eddie being happy together. You both deserved it after all; Steve just wanted to be happy, and he liked you both so much.

Finally, as Steve came back to himself after coming down from the post-orgasm high, he chewed his lip anxiously. What kind of creep not only listens to his friends have sex with each other, but gets off to it as well? The cold, wet stain in his pants began to grow uncomfortable as he began to grow guilty. What would you think if you knew? What would Eddie think? He was sure Eddie would want to knock his teeth out if he knew. Finally, he was interrupted from his anxious thoughts by Eddie’s voice.

“G’night Steve.”

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leclvrc · 1 year

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fraternizing with the enemy ♡ cl x reader

summary: annoying your dad has never been easier since you started dating charles

requested? yes/no

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yn_wolff the easiest way I've ever disappointed my dad <3

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mercmaids THAT CAPTION 😭😭 toto is somewhere crying himself to sleep rn

goatmilton imagine stanning ferrari when merc is right there...

charles_leclerc ❤

mercedesamgf1 toto told us to tell you that he expects you in the garage 😯

yn_wolff tell him no ❤

mercedesamgf1 🙈🙈🙈

scuderiaferrari that's what we love to see 👊🏼

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peargasly y/n has no fears 😭😭

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mercedesamgf1 the boss showing tiny wolff around 🙌🏻🙌🏻

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goatmilton tiny wolff... I'M GONNA PASS AWAY

mercmaids look at toto beaming and lil jack 😭😭

yn_wolff rude how he never shows me around like that anymore...

mercedesamgf1 we think it could be because you insist on staying at the ferrari hospitality 🤔

susie_wolff your dad agrees

yn_wolff tell jack his big sis is coming for his spot 🏃‍♀️

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lh44 this is so cute I can't take it !!!!!

f1 showing the little guy around his kingdom 👊🏼

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leclercupdates charles getting cozy with long-term girlfriend y/n wolff at a Christie's event a day after the race in COTA

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charlos LOOK AT THEM BEING CUTE ASF IN PUBLIC

peargasly I'm so single BYE

charleslechair god when is it my turn 😭

leclerc_ they're so cute and for what

goddessyn about to start joining other people's relationships fr I've had enough

lh44 me rn !!!!

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charlesleclerc dinner for the in-laws 😁

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pierregasly don't lie... we know y/n cooked

yn_wolff pierre go offline challenge

charlesleclerc I didn't write that caption

yn_wolff shh I'm manifesting it !!!!

mercmaids IN-LAWS SHUT UP

peargasly when's the proposal WHEN IS IT

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lh44 she's waiting too 😭

charleslechair he can cook and drive and be cute and funny and--

mercmaids love him but no way that was edible if he cooked 🤣🤣

susie_wolff it was very good, Charles (even toto approved 😉)

charlesleclerc that is very good to hear 😅

yn_wolff he loves u, babe 😂 he's just being dramatic

#f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #**mine #**requests

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pinkwright · 5 months

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⋆｡𖦹°‧. only echoes that i wait for. —

ellie williams x black female!reader

inspiration ᧓ delresto (echoes) by travis scott w/ beyonce.

authors note ⌅ i actually currently have four works in progress but they're all turning out 2 be way longer than my usual pieces so obvi in turn they're taking longer (plus i mean its literally december i'm not at home lmfao) so here's an older drabble from the drafts lol.

warnings ⌅ 18+. afab!reader, mentions of reader being a passenger princess (i can't drive), lotsa playful teasing, cocky!mean-ish!ellie (yum x2), fingering (reader receiving), dingy party and weed mentioned like once barely, i don't know what kinda kink this is tbh.

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ellie definitely tells you to "be a lady." whether its jokingly, voice laced with a low chuckle, scarred brow raised amusingly as you keep insisting on rolling your own weed, her head shaking as she seals the paper despite your half-hearted protests, taking the opportunity to light it for you too while she's at it. or when you're attempting to order your own food and she's quick to halt your words with a roll of those pretty evergreen orbs, an action that has you scoffing, a smitten smile tugging at your plump glossy lips when she smoothly recites the dish to the amused waitress.

or when your passenger princess heart decides to take a temporary, unannounced leave that coaxes out a simple murmured, "lemme drive, el." already stepping to the driver's door of her banged-up truck (courtesy of joel), platform heels clunking against the gravel before her large hand is grasping your waist, fingers firmly digging into the pillow of your skin as she brings you to a halt, spinning you to face her before she looks you up and down, tongue darting out to wet her pretty pink tinted lips.

before she deadpans, "nah," pausing at your offended pout, seeming to think back on your request before her face is scrunching like her ears have just been awarded the most hilarious slew of words, deep laughs reverberating within the cozy bubble of your domesticity, ellie cooing the vacationing heart of her beloved passenger princess back to with a deep, "get in your fucking seat, babe." gently rocking you as she uses her body to walk you back to the passenger seat, hand on the back of your thigh as you climb into the vehicle with a scoff of disbelief. and without doubt, in every instance, a hoarse scoff escapes her lips, a drawled-out rasp teased from smirking lips.

"be a fucking lady, damn."

other times it's less playful but all the more cocky, diminishing in its tease to head its more, taunting nature; ellie having you pinned to the door of some bathroom, head vibrating under the pulsing bass of the music beating through the walls of the dingy house party you can't recall how you ended up at. the atmosphere tense, skin searing under wandering hands, branding across your skin, and whispered filth, breathed into your skin.

dexterous fingers finding home under your tiny skirt, your quivering plush thighs tightening around her tatted forearm as the devil-haired girl digs into your aching cunt. broken gasps tear from your throat, your hands wrapped around her corded forearm in a plead for more, and she's mercifully sliding her thumb across your thrumming clit, cooing into your ear as you cry out for her, to her, blood rushing through your ears, "shh shh, baby... so fucking loud." the hushed whispers against your ear, prompt a whine from your glossy parted lips, hips bucking against her relentless movements when the touch of her chapped coral lips stretches against your skin in a mean smirk, teeth skimming the heated skin.

in a useless attempt, your teeth sink into your bottom lip to tame the sinful noises punching their way from the fudge-filled canal of your throat and ellie laughs, groaning into your ear as she feels the warmth of your walls fluttering around her fingers, scoffing in that low, rasped tone of sultry cockiness as your essence drips into the channels of her knuckles, "messy fucking pussy... still can't be a lady for me, baby?" a cruel coo that has you choking out a sob, whimpering so pathetically that ellie's pussy clenches in anticipation, a greedy act of indulgence in the pleasure that was you, slurring out a dizzying, "fuckkk, baby, i got you, shh..."

your lashes wet, clumping together, when you blink your glazed, dark eyes to meet her coddling gaze, thighs trembling around her arm when your orgasm rips from your throat,– and god the grunt ellie grates out has your spasming pussy fluttering around her fingers, embrace warm as it sucks her digits in and so, who could really blame the auburnette when it coaxes her digits back into motion, gentle shushing against your ear as she husks at the sloshing of her pretty pussy, "god, baby she's just aching for more isn't she? desperate little thing... think she needs a lil' reminder on how to be my pretty lady again, hmm?"

౨ৎ.tags... @abenomeiiii @naomis-daydream @littlegingerperson

#pinkwrighting ⊹ ۪ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ.#ellie williams #ellie williams x black!reader #ellie williams x fem!reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams drabble

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neonxdecay · 1 month

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Cozy BG3 camp companions are up in my shop now <3. Shh, they're sleeping!

#bg3 #bg3 fanart #karlach #wyll ravengard #astarion #gale dekarios #lae'zel #shadowheart

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rxreid · 2 years

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u can pick if u do blurb or fic!

accidentally mix-matching socks w/ spencer so u both show up to work w/ one of the same sock so everyone figures out ur dating?

thanks! <3

yes yes yes! of course i can! this is such a cute ask, and totally something i can see happening - i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i did writing it <3 its somewhere in between a blurb and a fic, but i'm not setting it up/writing it as a fic, if that makes sense?

(as in: quite a lack of descriptive language, more telling rather than showing, but i'd be happy to create a full fic from it if you guys would like me to!)

you'd have both woken up after a night together, what kind of a night: you decide. but certainly a type including a lack of cozied feet by the end. your plain purple socks would be scattered across the floor, along with spencer's purple and black polka-dot ones, inevitably leading to the mix-up. with you both working at the BAU, your morning would be rushed, and subsequently, neither of you would have really been bothered over which socks you had slipped on.

in fact, you wouldn't even notice until you arrived at your desk. garcia would be the first to point it out, a simple "ha! you and reid have the same pair of socks, that's so funny."

spencer would be mercilessly shaking his head at you from his desk, cheeks red in realisation, but still motioning for you to not let anything slip, so you'd simply laugh in response.

next to notice would be morgan, "why are you and pretty boy wearing the same socks?" he'd ask, in that oh so sarcastic, playful tone of his, handing you a cup of coffee.

"really? we hadn't noticed." you'd reply, nonchalant as ever. or so you thought, even when your hands clasped the cup tighter than they had been before you began to speak.

"seriously? you're telling me - spencer reid, the spencer reid, didn't notice someone else having the same socks as him?"

"guess not! maybe we shop at the same place." would be your reply in an attempt to cut short the conversation, and you'd flee back to your desk.

the day would pass by, but eventually hotch would call everyone in for a meeting. everything would go downhill from there.

"hey! it's the sock buddies!" morgan would laugh, watching you and spencer walk through the door in single file. spencer would roll his eyes, and you'd stifle a laugh.

"sock buddies?" hotch would question.

"they're wearing the same pair of socks." garcia would pipe up over the speaker projecting her voice into the room.

morgan would begin, "they both have purple socks on, its kind of funny, i-"

"they're sleeping together!" and that's how prentiss made her presence clear, her face full of surprise as she would stand in the doorway.

"what?!" you and spencer would start at the same time, and emily would lift her finger in a "shh" signal.

"my god, you call yourselves profilers, yet you couldn't even figure this one out? they dont have the same pair of socks, they each have one polka-dot purple, and one plain purple - and y/n was wearing the plain purple ones yesterday!" she'd proceed, laughing as she'd finish off her sentence.

you'd look around frantically, mind racing with ways to erase this - but it would be too late. even hotch would be trying not to crack a smile at his co-workers discovery. garcia, however, would not hold back. a scream would come from her speaker, startling everyone, but actively displaying her extreme excitement for the two of you.

spencer would try to reason with them, "we're not, i swear, we just-"

"oh, give it up, you two, it's not a big deal. plus, we have a case to work on." is definitely something hotch would say in response, but he's secretly hiding his proud-dad-moment smile.

"fine. back to the case, then?" spencer would finish off, effectively finishing the conversation, but definitely not ending the lifetime of teasing.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds #spencer reid blurb #rxreid #myfics.docx * ˚ ✦#reid.txt * ˚ ✦

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legacyshenanigans · 1 year

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Playing a game of hide and seek one evening when they're all bored.

(Sebastian, MC & Garreth all happening to be running in the same direction looking for a place to hide)

Garreth: Quick, MC, you can hide in this closet with me!

Sebastian: Absolutely fucking not *frowns*

Leander from another room: Ready or not here I come!

Sebastian: Shit!

Garreth: Quickly MC in here! *steps into the small spaced closet*

MC: *panics and gets inside*

Sebastian: Well move over then, I'm coming in too! *squeezes in awkwardly behind MC, all three of them touching*

Garreth: oof..Sebastian there's not enough room for you aswell!

Sebastian: Oh so I'm to just let you and MC hang out in here all close, dark and cozy? Not fucking likely Weasley now shh!

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy drabbles #hogwarts legacy headcanons #headcanon #drabbles #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow headcanon #hogwarts legacy fanfic #garreth weasley

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miasmaghoul · 10 months

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im tired and sad so have 1.7k of aeon/dew hurt/comfort ft light angst and f e e l i n g s

(rated explicit for a somewhat dubious handjob)

Sleeping on the bus has proven to be a challenge for Aeon.

The motion is soothing for some, likes waves on the sand, but for the first two weeks all Aeon could focus on was his lumpy mattress and every bump they hit. The exhaustion eventually set in, though, and when you're tired enough it's easy to sleep though damn near anything.

It helps that things get familiar after a while. The movement feels less like a disruption and more like gentle rocking, the mechanical sound of the bus fading into little more than white noise. By week three, the only thing that can wake Aeon is his phone alarm.

And, apparently, Dew crawling into his bunk in the middle of the night.

He was quiet about it, Aeon hadn't heard a thing, but the bunks are small. Cramped. It's hard not to be jostled awake when someone joins you unexpectedly, no matter how subtle they try to be about it.

Aeon doesn't know how late it is, but he was deep enough asleep that he can't find his voice. Instead, he blinks at Dew, bleary and confused. Trying to process, to focus. Dew, for his part, doesn't say anything either. He simply molds himself to Aeon's side and nuzzles into his shoulder. Rests a hand on his stomach, just above the hem of his shirt. It's so...new.

It's not that the pair of them haven't had their share of encounters, but never anything like this. It's always been frenzied, rushed. Filled with frantic desire that needed an outlet, always right after a show. Dew has never slept with him, has never come to him with anything approaching softness, and between that and the haze still clouding his mind, Aeon doesn't quite know what to do with himself.

He settles on wrapping an arm around Dew, asking in a thick voice,

"Wha's up?"

Dew says nothing, now fiddling with the drawstring of Aeon's pajama pants. (They're his favorite ones - purple cotton, decorated with monkeys and bananas, a road gift from Aether.) He tries again, and after a moment Dew heaves a small sigh. He won't offer anything further, thought, and Aeon doesn't pry. He's so tired, automatically rubbing small circles into Dew's back and deciding that any questions can wait until his brain is working again.

Aeon hums when Dew snuggles closer, chuffing out a soft laugh when Dew presses his nose to neck and breathes him in. He's so warm, so close, and Aeon feels himself starting to drift off. Cozy and peaceful.

That is, of course, right up until Dew's lithe fingers slip right underneath his waistband to pet at his soft cock.

Aeon gasps, jolts, but Dew doesn't seem to notice. His sleepy brain struggles to process everything - Dew's hand slowly but surely working him up, Dew's nose at his throat, those long legs tangled with his own under his thin blanket.

"Dew?" He only manages to slur the name out when Dew wraps that hot hand around him and begins to stroke. They're tight pulls, designed to hit every sensitive spot and get him leaking pre in no time.

"Shh," Dew finally speaks - more of a hiss, really - soft lips at the juncture of Aeon's shoulder. "Just...just let me do this, okay?"

It's a bad idea, he's pretty sure. Why, he doesn't know, but something in the back of Aeon's head tells him so. Warns that this isn't something he should allow, that he should tell Dew to stop.

Dew thumbs over the tip, and against his better judgement, Aeon doesn't stop him. Doesn't even try, can't. Not when that elegant hand works him so expertly. Everything's hazy, syrupy slow, and as much as Aeon feels like it's wrong...fuck does it feel good.

Dew doesn't so much move from his spot, plastered to his side with his face buried in Aeon's throat. Breathing. Not even kissing, just measured inhales and shaky sighs. He can't help the way his hips move, jerking up into Dew's skilled hand as he's dragged far too quickly to an orgasm his body and mind really aren't prepared for.

"Close," he gasps, more of a realization than a warning, eyes flying open to focus on the barely-lit imagine of Dew milking him under the covers.

Dew doesn't so much as groan in response, simply adds a delicate twist of the wrist and before Aeon knows it he's biting his lips shut to hold back his moan as he spills in his pants, dribbling over Dew's knuckles and into his own happy trail.

Dew holds him through it, until the very last twitch, and then suddenly that warmth at his side vanishes. In a blink, the little ghoul is gone, back to his own bunk with quiet steps.

Aeon stares at the ceiling, still coming down, and in the absence of Dew's warmth he can feel that the collar of his shirt is wet. So's his neck, right where Dew had planted himself. He groans as he wipes at the moisture, figuring it's spit, but even in his addled state he knows it's the wrong consistency. Aeon frowns, licks the fluid from his fingers and - his phone screen lights up, grabbing his limited attention, and he fumbles for it with a deep yawn. It takes him a long moment to make out what's on the too-bright screen.

It's a pair of texts. From Dew. Just a handful of words, but they speak volumes. D: you smell like aether D: im so sorry

All at once, the tears on his tongue make sense.

Aeon rolls from his bunk without hesitation, knees wobbly and body heavy. He slowly follows the track lighting on the bus floor two rows down, stumbling as they hit a bump. Dew's curtain is pulled, but Aeon doesn't give it more than a moment of thought before he's tugging it to the side and peering inside.

The sight makes his stomach twist.

Dew's facing the far wall, curled into the tightest ball he can manage, wracked with fine shivers. The softest sniffles emanates from his tiny form, and something in Aeon's chest goes unbearably tight.

He doesn't say a word, doesn't ask or warn. Simply crawls into the cramped space, awkwardly draws the curtain shut, and presses himself flush to Dew's back. Wraps an arm around his slight waist and holds him tight. Presses a kiss into soft hair that smells of cinnamon, burnt sugar and fresh sweat.

He knows it's bad when Dew doesn't try to push him away.

Aeon holds him until the shakes pass, until his body relaxes. Waits until Dew straightens his legs and heaves a deep sigh.

"'m sorry," he finally breathes, barely audible over the rumble of the bus, but Aeon hears it clear as day.

"'s okay," he murmurs, thought he really isn't sure that it is. His brain is swiss cheese, muddled with exhaustion and the last dregs of his unexpected orgasm. He can worry about that later, though. "Wanna talk about it?"

Dew sniffs, shakes his head, but then pauses. Seems to consider. Then he's moving, squirming until Aeon lifts his arm and shifts back, finally turning to face him. The bunk is dark, but Aeon can still make out the molten copper of Dew's eyes, as well as the moisture lining them while Dew settles in against him. While he tangles their legs and balls both fists in Aeon's shirt.

"I just," his voice sounds so small, threaded with pain and frustration, "I just...I feel so fuckin' stupid."

Aeon wraps a gangly arm around him again, rubs his back, and with a soft sob Dew's tears start to fall once more. He clings to Aeon like he's terrified he'll disappear, and Aeon shuffles closer in response. Until he can rest his forehead against Dew's and soothe him with soft sounds.

"You really miss him, huh?"

Dew laughs through a sob, a hysterical sound, and Aeon decides that talking can wait.

He moves away, just a little, and Dew seems to panic. He paws at him, grips his shirt, but Aeon just slips a gentle hand into the little ghoul's hair and kisses his forehead.

"I'm not leaving, don't worry," he assures, soft and so sleepy. Dew gulps, breathing heavy through his mouth, but nods after a moment. Lets Aeon shift onto his back, lets him rest his head on the pillow and haul Dew to his side. "Here," he says, gesturing at his neck, "if it helps, you can-"

Dew doesn't wait for him to finish, burying his face in Aeon's neck and inhaling like he's starved for air. His exhale is stilted, choked, but something in the little ghoul seems to relax with each deep breath. The tension laced through every inch of him slowly fades, but Aeon can still feel his tears soaking into his shirt. He doesn't mention it.

Soon enough, Dew's breathing evens out. He's warm and loose, one leg hooked over Aeon's thigh and an arm tight around his waist. He feels so much smaller like this, Aeon thinks. So much more vulnerable than he should. He'll probably deny this ever happened, claim that Aeon was seeing things, but that's alright.

Soft snores kick up while Aeon's still staring at the ceiling, and finally he lets himself relax enough for sleep to tug at his own lids. In the morning, whether Dew likes it or not, they'll talk about this. He'll make sure Dew knows that he always has a place at his side, if he needs it. Until he can get back to the one he really wants.

For now, he can be a stopgap. For now, that will have to be enough.

For the both of them.

Aeon presses a kiss to Dew's hair, and when sleep finally takes hold again, he swears a soft voice says thank you.

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #dewdrop ghoul #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul #aeon/dew #aeon x dew #this is the second worst week of the year for me so you can have a little pain as a treat teehee

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birgittesilverbae · 1 year

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could we have perhaps. a cozy night in for ava lilith bea and libby? perhaps with a board game, or a movie?

"You've really never seen Lilo and Stitch?" Ava squints at them, not entirely sure they're not fucking with her. That's their usual go-to, after all, the deadpan comments and blank stares when they try to pull one over on her, but these seem to be legitimate. "Okay, scratch all plans, we're watching it tonight."

"Our only plan was a movie night," Lilith remarks, "and you'd like us to scratch that plan in favour of… a movie night. Makes sense."

"Shut up, it does."

"Ava, you said we're not s'posed to tell people to shut up," Libby pipes up.

"Yeah, Ava," Lilith says, flat as anything, "we're not supposed to tell people to shut up."

"I'm sorry, Libby."

"No apology for me?"

Ava leans in close, her lips brushing the shell of Lilith's ear. "I'll make it up to you later."

Beatrice leans in on Lilith's other side. "Can you two get it together for a second? Ava, Libby will want help getting the living room set up for movie night."

"How long does it take to set up–"

"She's very particular," Bea says, just as Lilith's nails pinch the skin at Ava's waist.

Ava jumps. "Oh! Right, yes, of course. You got it, boss." She stands and reaches out a hand to Libby. "Let's go figure out where to stream it, hey Libs?"

"You could just as easily have made her do the dishes," Lilith grumbles. She deposits the last few mugs beside the sink and kisses Beatrice's cheek. As Beatrice sways towards her, Lilith's hand sneaks up the front of her shirt. Her hand is frigid against the warmth of Beatrice's belly, her pinky hooked in the waist of her pants, her other fingers fanned out across the span of her abs. The ring feels so cold it almost burns where it touches her skin.

"Lilith Williams," she cautions, still with that thrill of excitement at getting to apply the surname again – she's not sure it's going to dissipate this time around – "I asked you to help me, not accost me at the kitchen sink."

"Hardly accosting if you enjoy it, Beatrice." Lilith's lips trace the line of Beatrice's jaw. "And Ava's got Libby distracted. Lemme make out with my wife a bit, please."

"Fine." She spins on her heel, hooks a soapy hand in the neck of Lilith's henley and pulls her in close.

"Beatrice," Lilith groans against her mouth, "please don't stretch the neck out."

Beatrice nips at her bottom lip before pulling away and patting the wrinkles from the front of Lilith's shirt. "Go get changed, otherwise Libby's going to ask why you're all wet and I highly doubt Ava will be able to resist the easy follow-up."

"Are you crying?" Ava leans around Libby to ask the question, one hand gripping Beatrice's shoulder to keep from falling.

"Shh!" Libby poke her in the thigh. "We don't talk during movies!"

"Yeah, Ava, we don't talk during movies," Lilith deadpans. She turns her face away, but still fails at being discreet in wiping tears from her eyes with the heels of her hands.

"Let her be," Beatrice cautions, tugging Ava back into her side and readjusting the blanket draped over their laps. There's a roughness to her voice, and Ava cups her chin, turns her face towards her.

The tear tracks are faint but present, and Ava thumbs her cheeks dry. "You okay?"

Beatrice nods bravely, sniffs back a new round of tears. "I'm fine." She stretches the arm that has been circling Ava's shoulders across the back of the couch, and Ava glances back to find she's intertwined her fingers with Lilith's. "Little, and broken, but still good."

"Still good," Lilith echoes her, not even attempting to quell her tears now. She ruffles Libby's hair with her free hand. "Still good."

Libby bats her hand away and crosses her arms. "What's the point of having a 'no talking' rule if I'm the only one who follows it," she gripes.

"Sorry, Libby," they chorus, and settle back into the couch cushions.

#thank you for the prompt!#ask #anon #fic: dads #myfic #my wn #ava x beatrice x lilith #warrior nun

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akitasimblr · 11 months

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collectors map by @emasdf because i have this insane fixation to have a sims world map that links all worlds and here it is!! 🗺️

lemon by @lemmonsorbet because when i saw lemon's pixel people i just fell in love. they're all so adorably cute!

pumpkin by @druidberries because he and thing make a fabulous pair and it's almost impossible not to laugh when their in the tjol's episode 😂 also, pumpkin thinks he's a cat, shh!

woody family by @floralpxel because i am just returning to my roots and everyday i love vanilla sims more and more 💖

kou by @onakayowasims because you gotta love a proud "my teeth fell out" sim 🦷

peanut by @summers-legacy because he's a cutie puppy and summers legacy is such a cozy legacy to follow 🤗

#sunday crushes

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cognitosclowns · 2 years

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the gang with like. a S/O with an almost overwhelming amount of pets, that's always covered in fur?? like, not JUST cats and dogs, but anything you can imagine... some are probably illegal???? they have snakes and spiders, mice, fish, a whole ass racoon they found in the dumpster?? managed to get a turtle and sea creatures too. you walk into their house n it's just.. a zoo.

AWEEEEE <3333

SFW THIS IS SO CUTE!! Wrote as X Reader just bc it's easier for my poor little pea brain

Gigi

STARTING WITH HER BC. I HC HER ALSO BEING A COLLECTOR OF ANIMALS. AND I LOVE HER DEARLY.

we see that her right swipe profile she's sitting on a tiger and I just. I'm obsessed with the idea that she has a shit ton of pets that she loves so dearly <33

PLEASE you and her probably ended up becoming friends from swapping animal care tips + design ideas,, and it just,, grew from there. mwa mwa mwa.

MSNDS DW ABOUT OWNING ILLEGAL PETS SO DOES SHE. She 10000% has a crocodile. they're so big and dangerous and absolutely gorgeous.

SHE LOVES PUPPIES SHE LOVES PUPPIES IF YOU HAVE PUPPIES SHES GONNA CRY.

You know how Rafe was like 'oooo you have no tells so mysterious you're hiding so much' NO that goes out the window when she sees a pubby. She is screaming in lowercase and making Scrunchy Hands at it

Usually she's super particular about stuff touching her outfits (they're expensive and she hate having to replace stuff) but. when she sees an animal. no she doesn't care anymore smdnsmd

AAA <3333 you and her strolling through her private aviary,,,, her gifting you a bird to take home <33 probably one of her favorite doves, for the symbolism <333

Reagan

she is. very concerned about the logistics of this,, how do you find the time to take care of them all she could never MSDNSMD

She definitely prefers more,, independent animals? Lizards, cats.

That isn't to say she'll be mean or anything to more affectionate animals, she just isn't as fond of super energetic dogs getting all up-close.

(she does think they're super cute running around <3 from a distance smdnsmd she'll absolutely curl up on the couch and watch your doggies play)

Her face scrunches up when she sees your turtles. hm. unpleasant memories.

<3 when she's stumped on smth, she talks to your fish. The lights are all super dim and soothing, and it's nice to talk to smth that doesn't talk back!!

they're also super nice for when she can't sleep - just going into the basement, sitting on that cozy couch, sprinkling in a bit of food. Cozying up to watch them swim around until she can drift off,,, <333

MAYBE,, even you sitting next to her,, rubbing her hand until she's off <33

not a fan of dogs - Rand sicced one on him when they were younger. 0/10, you might be able to warm him up to the puppies but,, he still gets pretty jumpy around full-grown dogs

Definitely prefers cuddling up with one of your kitties <33333

OH you know this prissy little rich boy is gonna buy you your own zoo. like a PROPER zoo that's solely yours that you can,, visit whenever <3333

yeah it's a little extra but shh gifts are his love language MSNDSMD.

He'll constantly offer to get you new stuff for them, even as you insist 'everything still works perfectly, there's no need to replace it'

HES STUBBORN THO SO YOU'LL GET AT LEAST,, A FEW THINGS GET SWAPPED BEHIND YOUR BACK. It's ok everything works way better now

OH if you have a fish pond that's gonna be his jam. Sitting out there, tossing in feed... feeling them suck on his fingers all stupidly,, <3333

aaa <33 you joining him out there, quietly talking about your days <3 his work clothes a little undone, looking all peaceful and happy <333 gbrbrbrbrbr menfolk SORRY SORRY NEXT PERSON

Brett

Watching Brett interact with a dog is like. reintroducing a rescue animal to its pack MSNDSM

LIKE HE GETS ON THE GROUND AND SCRAMBLES AROUND ON HIS HANDS AN KNEES WITH THEM AND EVERYTHING. HES SO CUTE AND INTO IT. HE LOVES PLAYING WITH ANIMALS.

He isn't afraid of bugs!! or spiders or rats!! He finds all animals so cute. He used to talk to the spiders in his room when he was younger :')

PLEASE <333 he gasps whenever he sees your pets. he will become best friends with all of them before the day is up. You've been betrayed they love him so much now.

problem they all go BATSHIT WHEN HE APPEARS.

HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TO BE IN EYELINE THEY KNOW HIS SMELL YOU CAN HEAR EM ZOOMING FROM DOWN THE HALL.

THE HOUSE SOUNDS LIKE A ZOO SERIOUSLY EVERY BEASTIE STARTS SHRIEKING.

HE GETS ABSOLUTELY TACKLED whenever he visits. He's learned to jump outta the way bc otherwise he's gonna get absolutely Stampeded lmao.

GOD the cuddle piles. He will literally just lay on the floor and the animals will flop on top of him. He dissolves into giggles, but that doesn't deter them. Truly the most disney princess ever.

Andre

OH YOU KNOW HE'S RUNNING AROUND LIKE A KID IN A CANDY SHOP

He loves animals he double loves FUNKY animals. Lizards Reptiles Bugs Snakes Weird Fish

HE WAS TOTALLY A DINOSAUR KID. Watches the og Jurassic Park obsessively, that was totally his jam - loves your birdies and lizards <3333

he 1000% will swap cool fact with you >:) he got his bachelors in biology babey!! He's a smart guy and nothing's more fun than talking Science with his baby <3

sigh. yes he makes a Pussy joke when you introduce him to your cats. yes he has that shit-eating grin on his face. yes you love him MSNDMSD

Expect to find him. just. sitting in front of the gecko enclosure staring head on at them.

'we're communicating'

'you aren't communicating shit'

'we're communicating'

MSNDMSND he's chaos and will absolutely help you with chores. He might even collect Samples (nothing harmful, ofc) from em to make New Funky Shit (tm) in his labs - it's great to have fresh options available!!

Myc

He's learned not to question your shenanigans at this point MSNDSMD when he sees you smuggling Test Animals out in tote bags he just grabs a basket and starts grabbing gerbils. Partner in crime babey

ohhhh dogs don't like myc dogs do not like myc nononono

cats too. most mammals seem to have an Aversion to him. They won't outright attack, but they get super pissy. Something about his scent.

it's fine tho bc he isn't a fan of em either - fur, yknow? Doesn't mix well with gooey tentacles

it's the DEAD opposite for your fish - they follow him around and crowd the corners of the tank trying to reach him when he comes over. He absolutely messes with them a little, moving from side-to-side of the tank and watching them scramble around.

yes he'll read your pets minds if you pester him enough. They don't think in the same Format as humans - it's more Vibes Based than actual coherent thoughts.

FUCK BUGS FUCK BUGS FUCK BUGS ABSOLUTELY FUCK BUGS

he's gonna scale you like a fucking tree if he sees a spider. he doesn't even care if it's locked up, keep that shit away from him

He's definitely more of a,, lizard-fish-amphibian type of guy!! No fur to stick to his tendrils, low-maintenance, doesn't mistake his tentacles for chewtoys

Glenn

he misses petting dogs

HE LOVES SEEIN EM THOUGH

esp bc he had,, a bunch of different dogs growing up to help with the farm <333 he's got such a southern boy softspot for em

AAA <333 if you mention loving fish. expect his face to go pink

he knows you didnt mean it like that he knows you didnt mean it like that but it doesn't matter it's in his head now and it's never getting out. Doesn't even matter if you're dating his brain is latching onto that so hard

FUCK BUGS PART 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

you'd think smb who was literally in the army wouldn't be afraid of bugs but NOPE HE WILL JUMP OUTTA HIS SKIN IF HE SEES YOUR TARANTULAS

on a similar note. please keep cats away from him they will eat him. like EAT him they will hunt this man for sport i stg MSNDMSD

AAA <333 IF YOU HAVE LIKE,, FARM ANIMALS??? like cows sheep chickens piggies?? HOGS??

the fucking nostalgia knocks him OUT he has been in the city too long. please let him help you with chores, he's missed it so much

Alpha-Beta

hush don't think about the how

He's. actually kinda impressed? quietly tho he has appearances to keep up. You'll see those clever little eyes dancing around the tanks, the

PLEASE you know he'd pretend to be all High and Mighty 'oh animals only love you for your food' but the SECOND you turn your back this silly bastard is gonna be cooing over one of the kitties that are rubbing against his leg.

He's gonna,, a bit hesitant to pet them at first because Oh Fuck It Is So Fragile And I Am So Strong, but after you shove a puppy into his arms. He Is Fine He Is Content.

literally just sit this man with a small animal he will be absolutely entraptured it's delightful

OH I can absolutely see him giving you some extra care tips. Babey he's got the whole internet in his brain he's,, absolutely got some Super Niche Info to improve your pets quality of life.

He's so,, warm and his body hums a bit,,, like the purr of a cat,, it draws them to him.

the first two he's calm, then 5, then 7, then the whole bundle is curled up against him and he looks absolutely Distressed smmdsdnms

AAA <333 this was so cute and soft <33 lmk if you had smth else in mind, and feel free to add more ideas!!

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pumpkzsafeplace · 9 months

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pamper & disney nights ⭐

after feeling so icky for the past week, i decided why not bring you on a build me up pamper night! ⭐

coziest pjs cozy pjs are a must on a pamper night, my favourite pj's to wear are daddy's tshirts since they're big on me, teheh!. daddy even warmed it up for me too!

warm showers i'm a little bit too overstimulated for a bath, so i'm opting for a nice warm shower tonight. i'm using my sweet scents too, i love strawberries the most <3.

matching facemasks i'm putting matching face masks on because daddy deserves to be pampered too! teheh <3 although he is pulling a pouty face- (shh it's a secret between us, tehehe).

yummy scrummy snacks.

i love savory snacks, so daddy got me so crispies (chips) from the shop whilst he has some chocolate- although i might steal a couple of pieces of him when he's not looking, teheh <;3.

cuddles for pumpkin! now, for doing so well looking after the two of us! i get cuddles from daddy! yayy! i'm also now bundled up with my new pink blanket! it's super soft and sueper long tooo! <;3.

and kisses for teddy too, hehe! good night everyone! i hope you all sleep well! and goodnight from miss nugget too! tehehe <3

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babyapocalypse · 9 months

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⊹˙. cg ; dina

baby ; ellie ♡

Dina was relaxing as usual, waiting for Ellie to wake up. She was sitting on the couch, trying to be quiet so she wouldn't wake her sweet girl. She read books as she drank and ate whatever Seth felt like making for her, even though she was still angry at him. The bonus was that the food was free since that god-awful argument. Dina let out some soft hums, happy to be eating something at least. She heard a small creaking noise coming from the bedroom.

Dina waited for Ellie to come out, but there was still no Ellie. Dina got nervous, what if something bad had happened to her? She bolted to the room, panicking. She let out a sigh of relief after seeing Ellie was there, but that so only just turned into more nerves.

Ellie had tears dripping down her face, going all the way down her neck and into her shirt. Shit. Ellie never cries, unless she's tiny. Dina panics to grab her little gear. She opens the closet to see an assortment of everything they've been able to stock, mostly from old baby stores or toy stores, but shockingly also a few pharmacies. Dina grabs a pacifier, a blanket, some toys and last but not least, Ellie's favorite stuffed friend. Her Dino!

Dina gently picks up Ellie, placing her down on the bed while going to hunt for medicine. “Stay here baby, mama’s gonna go find something to make the ouchies go away until we can get better medicine, okay bubs?” Dina coos softly. Ellie nods, waiting for dina to come back.

Dina comes back and feeds Ellie some old liquid medication she was able to find in the house. "Oh my little baby is being such a good girl for mama!" Dina coos at her. Ellie lets a smile free, being so happy to have such an amazing mama. Dina lets her down from her arms. “My baby is such a brave girl!” Dina gently cheers.

Next, Dina grabs a cozy outfit out of the closet. She picks out a dinosaur onesie and slowly dresses her baby in it. "Awh, who's mama's dino? Who's mama's dino? Is Ellie mama's dino?" She coos, making ellie let out happy little baby noises as she points to herself. "Correct, Ellie is mama's dino!" She cheers softly, making Ellie smile.

Dina gives Ellie her dinosaur paci with the words 'mama's dino' written on them. Ellie slowly puts it in her mouth before grabbing her dino plush. Dina gets the bed nice and ready before carrying Ellie over to it. Now that Ellie's comfy, Dina's ready to find out what the issue is.

"Okay baby, what hurts?" Dina says. Ellie slowly points to her throat before crying harder. "Shh.. shh.. be quiet my good girl, mama just wants to help.." She whispers, hoping to calm her baby girl down.

Shortly after, Dina carries Ellie outside as they go on the hunt for medicine. Thankfully, Jackson is quite the friendly community and they're completely okay with Ellie's regression, which of course, makes her mama happy.

They pull up to Jackson's special little hospital and run inside.

"Hello ma'am, do you happen to know if there's still strep throat treatment in stock?" She says nervously. "Sure thing! That'll cost you though." The worker says, messing around. "It's on the house, we love baby Ellie." She says while handing Ellie a dinosaur toy they found. "What do you say, els?" Dina asks her. A little "thank u" can be somewhat heard, as it came out of more like a mumble, from behind Ellie's pacifier.

Dina strolls back home, Ellie still in her arms. They slowly walk in, get situated in the bed again, before Dina gives her the best loving in the world. ♡

TLOU AGERE TLOU AGERE :3 !1!

this waaas a slight bit edited for

personal reasons, dm for the

original !! :3

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daybreakrising · 7 months

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@ofluminance sent: after the recent events regarding the fortress of meriopede's evacuation, seeing and working together with wriothesley after such a long time of being apart has stirred and awakened emotions within clorinde she long thought were dormant; locked and hidden beneath fontaine's seas, never to resurface again.

yet, when wriothesley sought her aid to help another, who was she to deny his request? so long as someone was there to protect her archon, clorinde could leave furina's side, even for a little while. little did clorinde know, however, just how arduous this request would be.

within the backs of her lungs, the champion still felt the burn of the salt from the primordial sea. no matter if she was on her second cup of wriothesley's herbal tea or not, she still did not feel quite like her usual self. perhaps, she should stay a few days to ensure her good health per the head nurse's instruction? ungloved hands were settled around the warmth of the tea cup, holding it close, in hopes to remove the prune from her skin. if she was this cold, clorinde wondered how the boy she'd found was fairing under sigewinne's care.

a feeling of something heavy is settled over her shoulders just as she sets her cup down after a sip of tea. it's black, fur lined, warm, big and cozy -- it also smelled of tea, a faint tinge of metal. the color was black and gray, and when clorinde pulled the warm fabric taut against her shivering body, she realized just who'd set it upon her shoulders, noting that they were finally alone.

shoulders sagging, clorinde wrapped herself tight in wriothesley's coat and sighed heavily. it was as if with his office door closed and the sweet sound of silence, she could let down her guard and simply.. rest and relax after such a trying day. lavender eyes open slowly to meet the warden's gaze with a hint of a smile upon teasing lips. " how very kind of you, it would seem you do have a heart, after all, your grace. " / shit i'm already trash for them what have we done

He settles against the edge of his desk, as close to her as he can get without actually touching her. Pale eyes fix upon her features, scanning for signs of distress, discomfort - anything that might require the urgent care of his head nurse. He therefore sees the exact moment she lets go, her body relaxing as the ever-present guard is lowered, and he smiles. There she is.

His arms cross over his chest, his gaze warming with a fondness only ever reserved for the privacy of a closed - locked - door. Just as she feels able to relax her guard, so does he. There's no need for appearances here, not with her. She knows him inside and out, has seen the very best and the very worst of him. He has nothing to hide from her.

"Shh." He brings a finger to his lips and winks. "I have a reputation to uphold, you know." Oh, he has a heart. A heart that would rule his head if he let it.

He blames the lingering adrenaline rush for the clench in his chest, the quickening of his pulse, but he knows it's just an excuse, a way of burying the truth just as he did years ago. It's easy to forget when they're apart, when he can absorb himself in his duties down here in the Fortress. She came when you called, a voice inside his head tells him. Of course she did, he responds, because that's what we do.

Finally, he reaches for her, laying a gentle hand upon hers. He can feel the chill of her skin even through his glove wraps, despite the warmth of the cup recently held within her grasp. In an instant, her cold hand is cradled between both of his, offering her the warmth of his body as well as his coat.

"Are you okay?" Gone is the tease in his tone, replaced instead with concern, his expression turning more serious. "Shall I fetch Sigewinne?"

#ofluminance #muse; wriothesley (genpact)#source; g.enshin #v; seriously. don't break the law (main)#;take me for all i'm worth. love me until it hurts (ofluminance; clorinde & wriothesley)#( absolutely feral for them already )

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equinista · 7 months

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Shh...they're all sleeping so peacefully in their warm cozy stalls on this cold snowy morning. <3

#sims 4 equestrian #sims 4 horses #equus sims #sims 4 #ts4 equestrian #ts4 horses #equestrian #sims 4 horse cc #horses #the sims 4 #ts4 screenshots #sims 4 horse ranch #sims 4 horse build #sims 4 horse barn #ts4 horse ranch #sims horses #simblr #ts4 horse screenshots

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woodsfae · 1 year

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Babylon 5 s02e11 All Alone in the Night S02 Table of Contents • previous episode

I'm cozying up with a glass of lambic beer, a puff of the ole green, and a bellyfull of dim sum. Oh, and Babylon 5.

Lennier is such an angelsweetie. He and Delenn are so kind to each other.

Hmmm, so Stephen Franklin and Michael Garibaldi hang out socially once more. After their Heart Clogging Dinner for Two they must have become buds, despite (because of?) the lengthy hospital stays Garibaldi keeps racking up.

"I'm gonna have a great dinner on your thirty credits, doc."

Thus fixing thirty credits as the cost of a fancy dinner? It's nice to get a firmer financial reference for the B5 credit. I wonder if the Martian team upset will happen, but this pilot ends up dying before he'll be able to have that dinner on Franklin.

Lennier showing Delenn the utmost courtesy and deference for her station in front of the Grey Council staff is so good.

A kidnapping has occurred!

I am fascinated and delighted to discover that these little spaceships are all powered by fusion reactors. Poor kid, though, already experiencing lethal radiation levels! Probably -? not going to survive this. idk if the computer meant his radiation levels were lethal with or without treatment. Or if Dr Franklin will use the Life Force Machine again.

Cool alien spaceship design! They saran wrapped Sheridan!

No longer Satai Delenn! Harsh.

Sheridan knows something of what's going on, if not all or perhaps even most. If those facial wounds are implants, I don't know why Sheridan's wouldn't be trying to control him. But kidnapped and put into back to back deathmatches would be a fuckin wild experience. And Sheridan's heard of it before!

Is a Minbari cycle about a human year? If so, Delenn has been on the council for twenty years up till they kicked her out!

Kind of hilarious that they pull their dramatic traditions on her when she was one of them for so long. It seems ominous that the Warrior Caste has an unprecedented level of power and control now.

Lucky that this Narnuan speaks english!

*spoke english, RIP

Delenn: "You do not have to go back with me, Lennier. You could go home. You could be freed of all this. Return to your studies, to your family." Lennier: Where you walk, I will walk. I have sworn myself to your side." Delenn: "You do not know. You cannot know what you're saying." Lennier: "Yes, I do. Come what may, Delenn, I will not leave you while I am still alive."

And then he bows! This seems very ceremonial - it must be an interesting facet of Minbari tradition! But is mostly just what I've come to expect from Lennier. He's so sweet I can hardly stand it. Standing with Delenn no matter what. Aww, guy.

Delenn: " I remember when you fist came to me. You would not look up until I ordered you to do so. But it did no good. Even when you were looking up, you were looking down. Look at me, Lennier. Very soon, now. I will be going into darkness and fire. I do not know if I am fated to walk about again. if it is your choice to come with me, then I could not wish for a better or braver companion."

And aww, Delenn, too.

Sheridan's old ship, the Agamemnon, is going to hunt down the alien kidnapper ship!

A fascinating vision slash hallucination.

'Ivanova' "shh" 'Ivanova": "Do you know who I am?" 'Garibaldi': "The man in-between is searching for you." 'Ivanova': "You are the hand." Sheridan, to 'Kosh': "Why are you here?" Kosh: "We were never away. For the first time, your mind is quiet enough to hear me". Sheridan: "Why am I here?" 'Kosh': "You have always been here."

Hmmmmmm. I wouldn't be too surprised to find out that really was Kosh. Did the implants have something to do with that? Are they implants?

Delenn with the info! The Sleibs like to kidnap people, and the Minbari kicked their asses hard when they fucked with the Minbari.

Sheridan's fellow prisoner the Narn isn't dead after all! And they're outta there! Just in time to avoid being spaced! That's a gnarly and very shitty move.

Ramirez the pilot is grieved over by Franklin and Sheridan. I appreciate that death is weighty and grieve in this show.

Kosh: "You have always been here."

hmmmmmMMMmmm.

Oh, the general! I almost forgot he was here. Super secret debriefing! That's extremely cool. Secret mission! Err, actually quite terrifying. Military coups and powergrabs are happening all around right now, aren't they?

They're gonna pull a reverse-coup on the now-President Clark who already pulled a coup with military backing. And I love that Sheridan is looping in his senior staff!

Ivanova: "We're with you, captain. Where this goes, however this ends: we're with you."

Damn! Loyalties being declares left and right, too. Reverse coup plotting time! I'm absolutely here for some political intrigue.

It does seem like the facial wounds were from samples being taken or something, and not implants.

An interesting episode all around!

next ep!

#babylon 5 #woodsfae b5

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