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fake dating + pregnancy fic👀
Hehe, here you go. Hope you like it😁
The double vertical lines glare at him.
The results are positive. They are positive. He is pregnant. He can’t be pregnant. There could be a chance that the results are wrong, right? They aren’t always true. But what are the chances that all five of the tests are wrong?
He’s pregnant. He’s pregnant. He’s pregnant.
Knock. Knock.
“George?” Lewis’ voice filters in from the other side of the door. “Can I come in?”
“Yeah,” George croaks, “it’s open.”
Lewis slips in the bathroom. He takes in George sitting on top of the toilet, lid down. Four pregnancy sticks laid on the sink and one in George’s hands. It doesn’t take an intellectual to figure out what it says but Lewis asks anyway.
“Is it—”
“Yeah.”
“All five of them?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.”
This wasn’t supposed to happen, George thinks. Him and Lewis were two weeks away from staging a fake break-up. They had a whole plan for it. They had come up with that plan together with their teams.
After some fucking media released pictures of George and Lewis from a private event, they had pretended to be dating. Telling the fans they were just fuck buddies wasn’t even an option. So with Mercedes and Ferrari, George and Lewis had agreed they’ll pretend to date for a few months and then break-up. It was all going so smoothly until the night Lewis dropped him home after having dinner with the older man’s family. They had gone long enough without sleeping together when they started fake dating. That night was all it took for them to break their unspoken agreement.
So really this is on them more than anyone or anything (except maybe the condom they used. It clearly didn’t serve its purpose). They shouldn’t have slept together that night.
Cold hands flatten on his stomach.
“Crikey!” George hisses, breaking out of his daze. “What’re you doing? And why are your hands so cold?”
Somewhere during his daze, Lewis had come closer to George. Because Lewis is crouching down between his legs, rubbing circles on his skin. His eyes are on the same level as his stomach. “You’re pregnant.”
“Yes, now stop it.” George tries to pull Lewis’ hands away but the older man stays persistent. “Lewis, you aren’t going to feel anything yet. I, on the other hand, am feeling your cold hands. So please take them off.”
“Sorry.” Lewis doesn’t sound sorry at all and takes his hands away very slowly. His gaze stays fixated, nonetheless. “There is a baby in there.”
George snorts. “Yes, thank you for letting me know.”
Lewis looks at George.
“Sorry.” George is the one apologising this time. “I know we are both in shock right now.”
“Shock is a fucking understatement.”
Silence befalls over them for two minutes until George speaks. “We’re supposed to fake a break-up in two weeks.”
“I mean, we still could.” Lewis shrugs his shoulders. “Exes co-parent all the time.”
George rolls his lower lip between his teeth, gnawing at it.
Lewis tugs George’s lip out, swiping his thumb over the flesh. “But, I don’t think we should. I think it would be easier if we’re still—if we still pretend to be together.”
“You still want to do that?”
“Whatever we do,” Lewis says, cupping George’s cheek, “we do it together. You won’t be alone, love.”
George’s breathing slows. He knew Lewis wouldn’t just run away but hearing it is different. It felt good. It calmed him down, no matter how little.
Lewis presses a fleeting kiss on George’ stomach, making the man jump, and stands up. “Come on.”
George places his hand into Lewis’ extended one so Lewis could pull him up. “Where?”
“We can talk about the rest and what to do later. Right now, we’re going back to sleep.”
George opens his mouth to protest.
“We can’t do anything until our minds are clear. The edges of Lewis’ mouth curve upwards. “We have to take baby steps.”
George stares at Lewis.
“Too soon?”
“It hasn’t even been half an hour yet.”
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I was originally gonna do gewis fake dating because George is pregnant. So gewis are sleeping together and George falls pregnant. So to avoid backlash and people talking bad about George, him and Lewis decide to tell the others that they are together. But then I remembered one of my wips so this is basically a fic divergence, if you will. I was like what if gewis are already fake dating and George ends up pregnant during that🤔It was a different take to the prompt and I already liked it so I went with it.
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Mash-up trope
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What would be your favorite body part on each clone? You can choose the 501st or Batch or any ones you like. ;)
I love this question!
Crosshair/Tech: Their hands most likely. I feel like they just have these long elegant fingers that are very skilled
Hunter: His hips. Literally short circuits my brain every time I see that one gif of him cocking his hip to the side. It would be an excellent place to rest my hand 😍
Wrecker/Gregor: Their shoulders, just wanna rest my head there and feel all safe and snuggly
Jesse: His thighs! I just know they’re amazing and muscular and a great place to sit…amongst other things 😇
Rex/Kix: Their heads because I KNOW those buzz cuts are SOFT and I wanna touch them real bad 😩
Echo/Fives: Their lips. I know they’re the best kissers, and they use lip balm on the regular.
Tup: His haiiiiirrrrrrr 😩😩😩
Dogma: His cheekbones. So pretty, so regal. They need kisses and soft touches 🥰
Fox/Wolffe: Their waists. I would come up behind them to wrap my arms around them like alllllll the time
Sev/Fixer: Their biceps. Just scoop me up and hold me, guys!
Boba: His chest. The perfect place to nap really 😌
#I seriously love this question#they’re all clones#but they wear their features according to their personalities and special traits or skills#got excited and carried away 😅#thank you for sending <3#seven answers#seven speaks
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Fake dating/accidental sexting
Hey, better late than never right? This is also for the weekly prompt from @i-can-read-to-him
“Last chance to back out.” Jesper said, pulling into an empty parking spot.
“I’m not the one who wants to back out.” Wylan said as he tugged at his jacket. “You’re sure I look okay?”
“Yes Wylan, you look amazing.”
Wylan swallowed. Jesper’s voice had gotten softer as he’d said that and it made Wylan’s stomach flip. He forced himself to look away so Jesper didn’t see his blush. Jesper would have said that to anyone in the passenger’s seat, that’s just who he was. Wylan wasn’t special.
The two got out of the car and Jesper slipped his hand into Wylan’s. “We need to sell it after all.” He said as an explanation. Wylan opted to only nod. He couldn’t trust his voice.
Jesper whistled as they entered the country club, “Damn, they went all out.”
“They really did.” The room they’d entered was decorated with fairy lights and flowers. Wylan could see at least a dozen waiters walking around with trays of food.
Wylan spared a glance at Jesper. The wedding was for one of his cousins and Jesper was had been having a lot of feelings about it. After today, he was the last single cousin and his family wouldn’t let him forget it. They’d offered multiple times to set him up with someone and each time he refused. It all came to a head when his aunt said she had the perfect wedding date for him and his reply had been that he already had a date, his boyfriend.
Of course, the issue there was that Jesper didn’t actually have a boyfriend. He’d been complaining to Wylan about his predicament when Wylan had offered to go as his date.
“People always think we’re dating anyway,” Wylan had said as he’d taken a pot off the stove. Jesper had been at his apartment, a place he spent most of his free time, and Wylan was making them dinner.
“Wonder why.” Jesper commented as Wylan scooped pasta onto his plate.
“It’s hard to cook for just one.” Wylan muttered. Jesper had just chuckled and pressed a quick kiss to the top of Wylan’s head. A casual gesture but one that made Wylan’s heart race.
Things had moved fast after that. Wylan had picked the fish dish, so he and Jesper could try both options, and then he’d had his suit dry cleaned. Before he knew it Jesper was picking him up outside his apartment and driving them to the ceremony, which had been mercifully short. The easy part was now over. The reception was the trust test. Jesper had prepped Wylan for invasive questions and lots of hugging.
“We can do this.” Wylan said as he squeezed Jesper’s hand. “It’s just four hours. And there’s an open bar.”
Jesper shook his head affectionately. “Look at you, being optimistic. I love it.” Then he threw his shoulders back. “Okay, let’s get this started.” They finished crossing into the party and almost immediately a family member approached, asking how long they’d been together and crooning about lovely it was that Jesper was finally settling down. Jesper took it all in stride, smiling and saying that it had taken someone like Wylan to tie him down. Wylan had felt himself flush.
This continued happening throughout dinner. Jesper’s family was all lovely and shared his lack of social graces. Wylan had never been asked so many questions that turned his whole face bright red.
Then the dancing started. Jesper had whisked him to the dance floor and everyone melted away except for the two of them. Jesper’s long arms wrapped around Wylan, holding him close as they danced.
And that was when Wylan made an excuse to leave. It was all too much. Having Jesper’s arms on him, how they’d been leaning into each other all night, how Jesper had insisted on feeding Wylan his cake. Wylan needed a moment to catch his breath, to remind himself that none of this was real.
Wylan went outside to the balcony, which was mercifully empty. Then he pulled out his phone and saw he had several missed notifications. Some were from Nina, telling him to make a move on Jesper. Others were from Inej, telling him to have fun. Then finally one was from a hook up app he’d joined. He hadn’t met anyone from the app yet but he’d been messaging several people.
He glanced around again. It was dangerous to listen to the note here but he didn’t wait to wait. The guy had a way with words, his messages always sent a tingle down Wylan’s spine. Wylan had no idea how much of what the guy told him was true but he really didn’t care. All he wanted was for someone to want him.
Confirming that he was alone Wylan hit ‘play’ on the converted voice note, feeling himself blush as he listened. The man certainly was inventive. Wylan opened his recorder to reply.
“Love your ideas baby. I’ve dreamt about having your tongue on me, how it would feel to have you take me apart. Tell me what other ideas you have.”
Wylan hit send before he could second guess the message. He may be here with Jesper but that was just for tonight. Tomorrow they would go back to being just friends.
The reply came faster than he expected. Wylan hit play.
“You want ideas?” The automated voice read to him. “You have no idea what I’ve thought about doing to you. I’ve wanted to kiss you for ages but that’s just the start. You’re sure you want to hear them?”
Wylan frowned. It was unusual for this guy to check in, usually he just whatever he was thinking.
“I’ve been waiting all night to hear them.’
Again, the reply came uncharacteristically quick.
‘I want to push you against a wall and kiss you senseless. I want to throw you on top of your purple bedspread and crawl onto you, pushing my body against yours. I want everything with you.”
Wylan’s eyes grew wide. He’d never sent a picture of his bedroom, let alone his bedspread. He quickly check who he’d been messaging with.
Wylan’s blood ran cold as Jesper’s name glowed bright at the top of his screen.
Fuck fuck fuck
He nearly dropped his phone, trying to figure out how to undo what he’d done. He’d fucked everything up.
“This is bad. This is bad.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair.
“I hope that comment isn’t about my spelling.” A voice called from behind him.
Wylan turned to see Jesper standing in the doorway.
“No- I - it’s not-” Wylan stammered. He could feel himself flushing down to his bellybutton as he tried to string words together. “I thought you were someone else.”
Jesper strode towards him, stopping in front of Wylan. “Another fake date? I saw one of my uncles checking you out.”
“No. Um-” Wylan pointed to his phone. “The messages.”
Jesper physically deflated in front of him. “Oh, that makes more sense. I probably should have figured that out. I thought it was an uncharacteristic way for you to confess your feelings.” He started to step back but Wylan reached for him.
“Wait.” Wylan blinked, trying to put everything together. “You thought- you thought I was confessing my feelings?”
Jesper looked away. “No. Maybe. I had hoped the romance of tonight, the dancing- it’s stupid.”
Wylan rushed forward and took Jesper’s hands in his own. His heart was pounding but he forced himself to say the next part. “Jesper yes, I want that. With you.”
Jesper still looked skeptical so Wylan took Jesper’s face in his hands. “I’ve wanted that with you for years” He continued. “But I never thought you would want me.”
“Wylan,” Jesper shook his head. “How could I not want you? I assumed you didn’t want me. ”
Wylan chuckled. They really were meant for each other. “Jesper, how could I not fall for you? Look at you.”
Jesper’s wiggled his eyebrows them looked Wylan over slowly. “Look at yourself. Especially in that suit.”
Wylan smiled, fighting this blush. “Should we go back to the party? Prove to your family that you can land a boyfriend?”
Jesper shook his head, his hands curling on Wylan’s hips. “I’d rather stay out here and talk more about those texts.”
“Just talk?” He teased.
“No, not just talking.” Jesper said, dipping his head to bring their lips together. They didn’t make it back inside for a long time.
#wesper#wylan x jesper#so this got long#but one cant rush prompts#especially a good one like this!!#thank you for sending <3#tinyarmedtwrites
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💌 | Forget about sims, lets learn about YOU! Tell us one fact about yourself, and then send this to 5 other Simblrs to do the same 🦇
hi salemmm!!
um i’m sure like if you guys are in the cozy server you already know this but i’ll share it here too, but i have a pet snake (who belongs to me and my boyfriend) he’s a king snake and his name is snorlax!!
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RINA at the bookstore today I found the teeniest threepio I’ve ever seen
awwwww! 😭🥹 I considered getting that at one point but he’s just so so small…I settled for a keychain
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💖 aaaand Good Girls? 👀 and maybe also Anne with an E ahdgdghs i’m sentimental
send me 💖 + a fandom and i’ll tell you my fav character
Good Girls
Annie. I love her so much to this day and I'll never forgive the show for making her continuously miserable despite her putting in her best efforts to make something out of her life. She deserved so much more </3 Her motivational speech scene lives in my head even though they apparently took it off youtube because they hate me. Her and Rio's scenes always fight for first place for me.
Anne with an E
It is honestly SO hard to pick a favorite character in this series. I love them all so much for different reasons. I want to saw the Cuthberts as a whole are my favorite because they just hold a very special place in my heart <3333 BuT-- if I have to choose just one--- I feel like I'd still go with Marilla? She's just such a strong character who went through so much growth through the series and it still pulls at my heartstrings when I think about it. GOSH, we just need to rewatch again, Jo!
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as a fellow speak now girlie im never recovering from this
no fr I am in shambles still about it
and 7/7 being national koi fish day, ‘77 being j*hn’s birth year….. THAT JULY NINTH BEAT OF YOUR HEART 😭
I am not okay but omg I am so ready!!!!!!!!!
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glad there are some swifties on my page heheheh
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looooooooooooooooooooove nuanced GLAM activism and activation, your voice would be SUCH a coup for the industry and so needed. When I worked in those spaces the marginalized leaders were SO hardcore about memory and re-remembering. really unending and frustrating and glorious. Hearing your archival memory feelings is so wonderful very here for it
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#it would be really nice to put my silly degree to work and stretch my brain in a way that had actual meaningful affect so!#thank you for sending <3#you guys are always so encouraging when i mention school i really appreciate it tbh
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@antedose asked: ❝ you would do well to omit ‘must’ from any speech directed at me. ❞ (daiki -> okita perhaps !!!)
❛ What a weird guy. ❜ That's how you begin as you take in his words. So specific and particular. Does it make him feel as if you are forcing his hand? Or is it something else? it's hard to tell. Even if you can't get a feel for him, you aren't intimidated or bothered. He's just a bit eccentric and you've met many of those types in your time. ❛ Must I? ❜ You ask, eyes finally moving up to meet his as a smile comes across your face and you laugh.
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playlist title ask game!
title: I was a "love is a lie" partisan, but now I'm starting to change my mind, but let's not get *too* vulnerable quite yet
What a title!! You can find the playlist here. It includes:
Arms Unfolding by dodie
Confessions by Sudan Archives
Fast Car by Tracy Chapman
Little Conversations by Concrete Blonde
Hello My Old Heart by The Oh Hellos
Up the Wolves by The Mountain Goats
The Bug Collector by Hayley Hendrickx
Satanist by boygenius
Drunk Drivers/Killer Whales by Car Seat Headrest
Delicious Things by Wolf Alice
Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Tears for Fears
Love, Try Not to Let Go by Julia Jacklin
Cracking by Crumb
Let It Happen by Tame Impala
Nobody Sees Me Like You Do by Japanese Breakfast
Send me a title, and I’ll make a playlist.
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You aren't doing Inktober this year? What about Dinovember or Posevember in November?
I would love to see your art again 🖼
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Hello again 🍍🩶
I had high hopes for doing more art in October as I do love all the imagery this time of year, but I have not been able to. It has been a hard year for me off screen (moving, starting a new job, being away from many of my friends) and I've been doing art which requires less of my very limited mental energy, such as crochet and knitting.
That being said, knowing you enjoy my art makes me more motivated to get back into my drawing groove! I have not heard of these November challenges but I will look into them and possibly participate. If I do, you will see them here!
I hope you are well and staying warm 🩶🩶
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59 Interrupted Declaration of Love and 14 Bodyguard AU!! <3
So I might have written a scene instead. I used this universe.
George wipes his knife on the handkerchief, the material darkening from the blood. “Well, that wasn’t too bad, was it?”
Lewis raises an eyebrow, looking up at George from where he is crouching down and searching for something in the dead man’s jacket. “You say that because you won’t be the one cleaning the mess.”
“You won’t be either. We have a cleaning crew for a reason.”
George looks around at the mass of dead bodies, floor covered in blood. Yeah, that’s gonna be a lot of work. He makes a mental note to send a gift or something to the cleaning crew for their efforts.
Lewis finally finds the chip he was searching for and stands up. “How far away did they say they were?”
“5 minutes.”
“Good.” Lewis walks up to George. He licks his thumb before wiping away the blood on George’s cheek. “You should clean yourself up. I have a spare set of clothes in the car.”
George pulls at Lewis’ other arm, guiding it to wrap around his waist. He presses their stomachs together and leans in to whisper in the older man’s ear. “Or we can make the best out of these 5 minutes and do something else.” He kisses the tattoo behind Lewis’ ear.
Lewis twists his head and catches George’s lips into his own, kissing him for a solid fifteen seconds. “Nice try but if any of them tells Susie they saw you like this, she’ll have my head.”
“Scared of her, are you?”
“She assigned me as your bodyguard. I’m supposed to protect you, not involve you in these things.”
“I can protect myself.”
“I know.” Lewis steals another kiss. “And you look very hot doing that.”
George grins against Lewis’ lips. “I lo–”
Lights flicker through the window, lighting up the dark room. George and Lewis break apart.
“I thought you said 5 minutes.” Lewis’ forehead crinkles.
“They did.”
Both George and Lewis press themselves against the wall on either side of the window. Lewis peeks through the gap of the curtain and the window. “That’s not them.”
“Blimey!” George whistles when he sees the silver car. “That’s a fancy car. Can we take it with us?”
Lewis pulls out his gun. “The one with the most kills gets it?”
George smirks, pulling out his gun as well. “You’re on.”
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Mash-up trope
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For the ask game: 4, 7, and 25. : )
4: mythical creature you think/believe is real?
Boring answer alas, but I’m pretty well skeptical of any mythical creatures existing. For a more fun jokey answer: ghost Davy Jones real!
7: what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?
Answered! But to add onto the previous response, I’m also very fond of sharks
25: would you say you have good taste in music?
Hmm that’s a tough question—I love my music, but I fully admit there’s a fairly limited range that appeals to me. I don’t know whether my taste would be considered Good Taste, but it doesn’t really matter to me either way.
#thank you for sending <3#almost no one in my social circles had previously heard of st. vincent and idk if that says more about their taste or mine
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9, 12, 15 for the pc game? <33
hello elly <3
9. photo with a peace sign pose
here are all the ones i have, featuring a lot of Wonpil to no one's surprise, the boy sure love his peace signs.
12. which idol do you have the most photocards of?
Not so surprisingly, it's Siyeon. Not surprising in the sense that they are the one group who always put many pcs so I was pretty sure it would be one of them though it is from no effort on my part.
15. any polaroids?
i think so? shoutout to billlie as always.
photocard ask game
#yes the siyeon pob is still in the plastic sleeve thing i got her out of her ziploc bag for this occasion to take some of the glare away#thank you for sending <3
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there's an enjoyable buzzing settling across his body, still a couple of drinks in but skirting the line of what should be considered prudent, a definition that tends to become blurry in places like that. own thoughts are clouded, fighting against the alcohol consumed and the couple of bumps done alongside warren, graham and karen in the sketchy bathroom. now that he thinks about it, he's not sure where any of them went. it doesn't seem to matter, because camila is in front of him talking, and eddie's pretending to listen, despite how own mind keeps getting sidetracked about how beautiful she looks, even under dim lighting. it feels like fighting against the current whenever she comes closer and eddie has to act like he's not imagining coming even closer.
prompt : [ taunt ] sender is taunting receiver, slowly moving in closer to their lips with no intention of kissing them, to see how far they’re willing to go.
the closeness is enough for eddie to smell her perfume, to count the freckles that rest on her cheekbones and the bridge of her nose, that grow more visible whenever there's warm weather. ever since moving to california, he has noticed them more and more. after so many years of friendship, there's not a side of her that doesn't feel familiar to him. he knows how it feels when camila moves closer to give him a hug, to whisper a secret to his ear. and now, the closeness between them feels charged. “ cami ... ” voice is cautious, breathing erratic. her name sounds like a question. she feels magnetic, and eddie finds himself helplessly pulled into her orbit. he wonders how it would feel like to push himself a little further and kiss her, yet just as quickly, the thought is gone, replaced by a sense of confusion that feels upsetting. “ i think you might be drunk. ” it's easier to pass it off as a joke, because the other option is too hurtful to even think about. to think about camila taking advantage of his feelings ( has he really been that obvious ? has she known this whole time ? ) for what, some sort of entertainment ? eddie feels obligated to divert his gaze, taking a step away even when he doesn't really want to. “ where's billy ? ” ( @slaughtyr )
#tw: drug use#tw: drinking#there ain't no words for what i'm trying to say . . . ( interaction. )#slaughtyr#screaming and crying !!!#thank you for sending <3
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Top 5 Rina moments
their first kiss
gina's confession flashback scene
car scene
thanksgiving
valentines day
ask me my top 5 anything <3
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