#mags newbie

[boolpropvampire]

With Mags working at the restaurant most nights, Robert and Bob have to cook their own dinner. While Mags enjoys the leftovers when she finally comes home from work, she does NOT enjoy washing the boys' dishes.

[curmudgeonness]

Mags Newbie just got her first point of athletic skill at age 128 days (23 days past the set age span).  She doesn’t look a day over 80.  Yes, she’s still running the Bistro.

[simstryingtheirbestok]

Ruby's turn to throw a party! Having learned that the Watering Hole Juice Bar is lousy, I threw hers at the Summer Festival.

And look who the first guest is!

Most of the other women Ruby invited, unfortunately, were actually friends of David's. They arrived to the Riverview Cannery Festival Grounds with one thing on their minds:

Drinks. Well, that is three fairies I count in this pic alone, so the drinks and the music (Ruby added the bars and a cheap stereo) ought to make this a roof-raiser.

Damnit, what's Dallas Shallow doing here? I paid for exclusive access and I sure as hell didn't invite this goober. 😡 The way this game doesn't respect even a single one of your decisions is so irritating.

Diphda, honey, I know pregnancy gives one an appetite, but this is not why we're here today, all right? Come back inside.

Aw, she made friends with Shirley Lin! Diphda's such an amiable Sim. I miss her so much. But this is Ruby's party, so I should probably be paying more attention to her.

The party dancers are here! Is that what all these ladies are suddenly hollering about?

...no.

At least I didn't invite any elders.

[tardytothesimspardy]

Love Day

And everything that follows

One potentially interesting thing I have found with Bob, compared to Skip, is that he is a really picky eater. Skip was willing to eat almost anything he was given, except for lemons and probably one other thing. Bob, on the other hand, usually either is unsure about foods, or just doesn't like them. There are very few foods he's tried that he actually likes. I just find it neat, idk.

Most foods ended like this, with him spitting it out and throwing it somewhere.

That is neither here nor there, because the more important occasion is that of Love Day, which the Newbie's observed much more than they did New Year's.

Mags and Robert had a nice date at the park before Mags had to leave for work.

Later, Mags had a want to try experimental food, and somehow Robert managed to snag a spot at a restaurant and Mags got to have that dinner.

and then they woohooed in a bush because robert had the want to (because he loves the outdoors i guess??) (sometimes he wants to poop in bushes too, so at least he's not set on just one thing to do in a bush :/ )

[ama0310]

The President's Daughter (2)

Character: Finnick Odair

Requested: Sorta lol

Type: Angst/Fluff

Summary: Arianna Flemings-Snow, the adopted daughter of Coriolanus Snow, bravely volunteers for the 75th Annual Hunger Games. Now it's training day for the tributes.

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Arianna would be lying if she said she didn't like training.

She did. She trains everyday for at least two hours. Last week she threw knives at holograms for four hours straight and loved it.

Even after winning her games she knew she had to be prepared for everything. At fifteen she realized how unprepared she was for life, and she was never going to feel that way again.

What she didn't like was having to train with nineteen other people that will want to murder her for their own survival. Obviously minus Mags, Finnick, her district partner, and Johanna.

It's not that she was worried. She just never wanted to return to how inhumane she was all those years ago. Training for fun was one thing, but training for the Hunger Games was completely different.

"Snow White in the flesh. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" She smiles instantly turning around finding Finnick in his uniform.

"My fisherman." He laughed and put his arm around her walking her through the training center towards Mags.

She looked at each District pairs stopping her eyes at the District 1 pair throwing their knives at the holograms. Gloss smirks at Cashmere before meeting Arianna's eyes and winks.

Finnick pulls her her towards him glancing at the man, "What's that about? Making an alliance with the Careers?"

She shakes her head looking around to District 3 trying to create fire, "Nope." She then turns to see Finnick staring right at her. "I'm serious. Gloss invited me to the Careers and I told him I would ask you. You're the only alliance I really care about and you know it."

"I was thinking about the newbies." Though Arianna knew that's where he was heading she was skeptical. The girl seemed nice, but her father gave her one rule and it was to not fraternize with the enemy. And Katniss is his #1 enemy currently. "Unless you weren't?"

She runs a hand through her hair, "Can we even trust them Finn? At least with the careers we know they'll have our back until the end."

"I'm sure Gloss would stab me before we even make it halfway." Jealousy bright in his eyes. Gloss definitely had a crush on Arianna, he doesn't blame him though, everyone does.

She ruffles his hair up a bit, "And I would make sure every ounce of blood drains slowly and agonizingly out of his body if he does that."

"My wicked Snow White." He smirks at her threat. He knows if the roles were reversed he would do the same thing. That's how their relationship goes. Even outside of the games every time there was a possible threat towards his girl he was always one step ahead already ready to rip some heads off. She boops his nose before continuing their walk down the pathway.

The moment they made it to the hooks sections she immediately hugged Mags, "Let me see what you're doing Mags." The old lady smiles big before licking her fingers and continuing her work.

Finnick couldn't help but admire the girl as she was following Mags' directions. She was captivating. He couldn't help but stare. Realizing he was staring a little bit too long he starts observing the rest of the Victors. He then noticed Katniss on the other side looking at the ropes. He comes up next to her and grabs onto the rope she was tying (horribly).

"Girl on Fire can't even tie a rope. Hm interesting. Here let me. "He starts wrapping the rope around his hand twirling each strand beautiful. "Let me show you the best knot in the arena." Katniss still stares at him annoyance visible on her face making him chuckle. "Arianna better not see you staring at me. Look at the knot not my beautiful face. This is the bit where it gets complicated."

He then puts it around his neck, tightens it until it's snug against his throat. He grabs the end of the rope, "And this is for...well you know..." He then pretends to be hanging.

The girl in front of him smiles sarcastically, "Fun"

He turns to the girl offering her the end of his rope, "Do you want to take me for a walk?"

Katniss glared at the man about the leave when she retorts, "Shouldn't you be asking your girlfriend that?"

He chuckles keeping the rope around his neck before pointing to the Knives section. "She's a bit busy being a badass right now."

The duo walks towards where all the tributes seem to be admiring the young girl.

As the first holographic target flickered to life, Arianna's hand moved with lightning speed. A gleaming silver knife soared through the air, embedding itself precisely in the center of the target.

A particularly challenging hologram materialized—a ferocious muttation with razor-sharp teeth. The tension in the air thickened as Arianna locked eyes with the holographic beast.

With a swift, controlled motion, she flung a set of knives in rapid succession, hitting the muttation's vulnerable points. The hologram dissipated in a burst of light, and the crowd erupted into cheers

Arianna, unfazed by the attention, took a moment to acknowledge the crowd with a nod and a confident smile then hugs a proud-looking Mags. "This is my go-to knife and now it's yours. Use it well."

As people were finally going back to their training she stops in front of Katniss and Finnick.

She looks at the rope around his neck while raising her eyebrow. She twirls the loose end of the rope around her hand and tugs hard making him immediately lose his balance and lean towards the girl smirking. "I like this."

Finnick couldn't help but reciprocate the feeling. "You and me both...I was just showing Girl on Fire here the best knot in the arena."

Arianna ties her up in a ponytail before crossing her arms. " You learned from the master. He was the one to teach me many years ago how to do that. When he wasn't even my mentor." She then points to where she was. "I was teaching Mags how to throw a knife. I think she was too busy hyping me up to actually be looking."

"Couldn't leave Snow White in distress. The best part of the Hunger Games is the rope tying." Arianna lightly hit his chest. "And let's be honest here Mags definitely agreed to the demonstration so she can show you off. Very wise woman she is."

Katniss cleared her throat making the duo look at her. Peta also decided to stand next to his fiancé. "That was impressive."

The short compliment made the girl smile, "Don't worry you won't be at the end of my throws." Peta sighed in relief making the duo laugh out loud. "Hopefully we'll be able to be allies, right Finnick?" He nods and winks at Katniss before following the girl pulling his rope.

"If I knew you liked being dominant I would've given you a rope a long time ago." Arianna couldn't help but laugh letting the rope go and taking it off him, she caressed her hand around the rawish area. An intimate yet beautiful moment between the two. Both looking at one another intensely.

Peta and Katniss were still looking at the pair who were a few feet away from them. "So what do you think?"

Katniss really didn't know what to think. Finnick's threat last time ran through her head. Seeing them now definitely solidifies her thoughts of them being together.

It's very interesting seeing those two claim they're not together yet so openly show their care for one another. A part of her loves the idea of a true love connection at the games, but she can't really see the playboy of the capitol and the tyrants' daughter together as a symbol of love.

Now the two were at the plants section with Arianna quickly matching all the plants correctly. "She's brilliant and skilled, but I don't trust either of them."

Peta liked the duo. He understands Katniss' skepticism, but he also doesn't want the duo as possible enemies especially if they're so willing to be allies.

He put an arm on her shoulder, "If we get Arianna, then we get Finnick, Mags, and Johanna by association. It honestly makes sense."

~~~~~~`

"Well, sweetheart, you got your pick of the litter." Haymitch folds his hands giving their duo a smile.

"I want Arianna."

[freakshowtwopointoh]

Any Way The Wind Blows - All I've Ever Known Part 1

Everybody is a fair weather friend

In the end, you're better off alone

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New start. New life. That’s what I kept reminding myself as I made my way into the townhouse that had just been mine for most of the summer, but would now be home to me, and my older brother, and his friends. Now that they were back from break, my summer of re-adjusting to “normal” (read: supe) life was ending, and it was time to begin work.

I pushed my glasses back into position and pulled my backpack fully onto my back before heading in to say hello. When I opened the front door, I was greeted immediately by a massive bear hug from my older brother, Luke Riordan. I hugged him back warmly. We may not have gotten along super well as kids, but when you lose one brother, you hold the other one closer. 

“Hey! I’m glad you made it safe.” I said, pulling away to hang my backpack by the door.

“We all did.” came a feminine voice from behind him, and I smiled wider when I realized that Cate was already here. I hadn’t met Luke’s friends yet, but Cate had come home to our place for holidays sometimes, and she’s the sweetest. I hugged her as well.

“Cate! It’s so good to see you again. It’s been too long.”

“So this must be the infamous Maggie.” came a deeper voice from the living area. 

“Andre, Jordan, this is my baby sister Maggie. Mags, this is Andre, and Jordan is in the kitchen.” 

“It’s nice to meet you both.” I said, smiling. Andre clapped me on the back. 

“Welcome to hell, newbie.” he said. I laughed. Jordan nodded in my direction before opening the fridge. 

I easily slipped into the bubbly facade I usually put on, especially around family. Luke made it easy, his good natured attitude allowing me to fully play the part of a bubbly college girl, whose biggest decisions were what to wear and what to drink. 

“So, how’d you get in as a T.A. in your first semester?” Andre asked. “I remember Jordan was gearing up to apply for like, ever.” He grinned, unfazed by the glare Jordan sent across the room. I forced myself to smile lightly, as if this question was straightforward. You rehearsed for this. You know what to say. I reminded myself. 

“Oh, I was working with Professor Park this summer to get caught up - so I could be on track to graduate on time. And she was impressed by my resume and everything, so she allowed me to submit an application.” I said, hoping the rehearsed lie sounded natural enough. Andre seemed appeased, but I could still feel Jordan’s glare burning a hole in the back of my head. 

“What’d you have to do to get caught up?” Cate asked curiously. 

“Oh, just some combat training. They don’t exactly offer those classes at traditional colleges.” I said, laughing. I had followed my script, and it played out exactly as Grace told me it would. Maybe this all would work - maybe I could finally put it all behind me. Luke jumped in with a story of his own about his training, and the focus was off of me. 

Well, mostly. It honestly felt like Jordan had been staring at me from the moment I walked into the room, as if I was a caged animal about to strike. But finally, Jordan left the common area, mumbling something incoherent. The rest of us kept chatting for another half hour or so before I excused myself.

“Alright, well, I have to go check on a few things for Professor Park’s classes before day one. I’ll talk to you guys later. I’m excited that you guys are finally here, it's been boring living here all alone.” I said, smiling. I waved goodbye and headed upstairs to my room, one of three smaller single bedrooms. 

Looking around the room I had come to call home over the last few months, it felt like the room of another person. A girl whose life I had been forced to assume, no questions asked. But there were bits of truth, tucked amongst the lies. My prescription strength sleep aids next to my bed, the worn brown leather moleskine under my mattress, the worn out baby blanket tucked under my pillow. 

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The first week of classes at Godolkin was... certainly an experience. First of all, my brother’s face is like, everywhere. It’s weird seeing my goofy ass big brother plastered on posters like Homelander or something. Secondly, everyone stared at me. All the time. Obviously, people knew I was Luke’s sister, and rumors spiraled from there. Shetty and Park had warned me about this part, but it was still surreal to feel it. My other school was massive, over 10,000 undergraduate students. I easily slid into the backround when I wanted to, and I was free to be who I was and do what I wanted. But here, it felt like I needed to be perfect all the time. Like one wrong move, and my parents would show up to berate me about failing to uphold the family name. Honestly, it was like I was back in fucking high school, except my best friend and little brother is dead, and I’m alone.

I gritted my teeth as I went into Hayley Miller’s studio for a staged interview with Luke. I’d been prepped on the script and I was still dreading the entire thing. Park said it would help me begin to ‘make a name for myself’, and I couldn’t come up with an excuse not to go. 

So there I am, sitting across from her, dressed in stiff designer clothes, reading off of a screen. My brother’s canned laughter ringing in my ears. 

“So, what made you transfer? What made you choose Godolkin University?” She said, a smile made of plastic. 

“Honestly, Luke and I had a long conversation about our futures, and what we wanted out of life. And he told me, I’ll never forget this,” I said conspiratorially to Hayley, as if I was sharing a meaningful memory instead of a manufactured cover-up. “You have so much more potential than anyone at that normie school could ever know. And he was right. Professor Park, a woman I’d never met before coming here, saw my potential immediately. And with a lot of hard work over the summer - they don’t have combat training at normie colleges - I’ve been finding success.” A fake grin plastered across my face as I recited the cover-up, a story so second nature I almost didn’t need the teleprompter.

“Wow, Luke, that’s quite the sentiment. It’s clear you two are very close.” 

The banter continued for a little while, and I fell into autopilot, trying to keep myself from getting too upset by the layers of lies falling from our lips. The script carefully avoided any mention of our deceased brother, or anything of substance about what my nebulous potential was. I performed a brief demonstration of my powers, producing a small sphere of pure energy, a pale purple ball of light floating above my hand. The interview ended, we said our thanks, and disappeared into our respective green rooms. 

I love Luke, I really do, but our relationship has always been complex. He lives up to his superhero name, always has. Mom and Dad’s perfect Golden Boy, always ready to fall in line behind our father. Just like our mom. And when Sam disappeared, he was quick to accept whatever story he was fed. No matter that Sam was stronger than either of us. No matter that Sam would never just... leave us with no warning. I shook my head to clear it - I need to stay focused. 

Making my way back to the townhouse, I began running through my remaining to-dos in my mind, as I usually did to keep my mind on the present and the future instead of the past. Park was an easy enough professor to TA for, especially since her biggest classes were courses I’d aced already. One of the stupidest parts of this godforsaken deal was that I needed to pretend as if I hadn’t been succeeding at my old school. All my transcripts, my research papers, and even my name on the Dean’s List was scrubbed. I enjoyed being relatively unknown outside of my efforts, but having those efforts taken from me was brutal. Dad’s lawyer said it was ‘standard practice’ and that it ‘didn’t take away from what I had achieved’. But I would now and forever be exclusively defined by my family and my powers. 

I walked brusquely through the common area of the townhouse, making my way upstairs quickly, only to be stopped by Jordan of all people. Leaning casually against the wall, they were basically blocking my way, using their larger form to their advantage. 

“So how’d you get in here anyways?” they asked, feigning nonchalance. “I mean, besides mommy and daddy buying another building.”I held back an exasperated groan as I met their eyes. I did not have the time or energy to deal with them right now. 

“I applied, just like everyone else. Feel free to request a copy of my application from Professor Park - I’m sure she’ll answer any questions you have.” I said coolly, knowing full well that no professor at this school will answer any questions they have. And it has nothing to do with my parentage. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I do have work to do.” I said, attempting to make my way around them. I watched the indecision and irritation flash across their face as they reluctantly stepped aside.

“Do you always run from your problems, little mouse?” They taunted me as I entered my room. I wasn’t going to dignify that with a response, no matter how irritatingly easily they got under my skin. I’m not running away from anything. I thought bitterly, but that small voice inside of me reminded me that no matter how much I like to imagine that I had no power or control over the choices I made or the paperwork I signed... I still picked up that pen. Every choice I made led me to where I am, and now I have to lie in it. Even if that means dealing with hot, nosy roommates.

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edits by @barbieprincesshilton

[novankenn]

"Jaune Gets A Gun AU - Day 2" Titanfall 2 - Various (Pt1)

Inspired by @howlingday's RU-JA-GUN-CON

????/????: Customers! Welcome!

Jaune: Eh?

????: Ignore Droz... I'm Davis thank you for coming over.

Droz: and Welcome to the 6-4!

Davis: We're not the 6-4 anymore.

Droz: Once 6-4 always 6-4

Pyrrha: Are we interrupting something? We can always come ba...

Droz/Davis: NO! Please stay...

Davis: We have guns... because we're at a gun show, obviously... hehe.

Pyrrha/Ruby/Jaune: (Thinking) Okay... if we slowly walk away...

Tiny Tina: (Thinking) Oh, these guys seem like fun!

Jaune: Alright. I'm looking for a ranged option, I mostly use a Sword and Shield...

Ruby: It needs to be easily maintained...

Pyrrha: Simple to operate...

Tiny Tina: And blows things up!

Pyrrha/Ruby: What? No!

Droz: Well, we have these...

Tiny Tina: And these blow things up?

Droz: Some of the best Anti-Titan weapons we have... the Mag Launcher fires Magnetic Grenades. Great for landing hits on Spectres, Titans, or anything that magnets can be drawn to.

Jaune: Grimm aren't really magnetic...

Droz/Davis: Grimm?

Ruby: Yeah, Grimm. Enemy of human and faunus kind? Sound familiar?

Droz: (Whispering) Where are we again?

Davis: (Whispering) Rembrant... no, that's not it... Remnant.

Jaune: You know we can hear you.

Droz: Sorry, you travel as much as we do, and all the jump locations start kind of blurring together.

Jaune: What about the rocket launcher.

Davis: The Archer. Great fire and forget weapon.

Jaune: That would work for me...

Pyrrha: Jaune, you get one shot, and then have to reload... and let me guess it locks onto electronic signatures? Grimm, don't have those.

Davis: Well, we also have this.

Ruby/Tiny Tina: And this is?

Davis: Sidewinder Micro Missile Launcher.

Ruby/Tiny Tina: Ohhhhhh!

Pyrrha: How about we look at something more manageable, and less likely to hurt Jaune when he uses it.

Droz: (Rubbing the back of his neck) Well, we do have a line of antipersonnel weapons. They can definitely take down grimm. You can see them just over there.

Ruby: They look sort of old.

Davis: Time tested and true. Solid construction, worry free operation. Perfect for a newbie or an expert.

Droz: But DON'T take our word for it. Try them out and see the difference that these fine firearms can make for your kit!

Jaune: Okay, but where...?

Davis points to a pair of what appeared to be fully enclosed simulation pods.

Droz: Climb in. Chose your gear, and try them out. Full body feed back. So you will get a TRUE feel on which of these babies works best for you.

Jaune: Okay, I'm game.

Davis: Anyone else?

Pyrrha: I'll do it.

Droz: This way, please.

Ruby and Tiny Tina watched as Pyrrha and Jaune stepped into the sim pods and the doors closed. They watched carefully as the one called Droz opened up a tablet and input some keystrokes.

Davis: (Whispering) So?

Droz: (Whispering) He's a little rough, but he learns quick. He could be a Gen 3.

Davis: (Whispering) What about her?

Droz: (Whispering) Gen 5.

Davis: Shi...!

Ruby: Swear Jar!

Davis: Er... what?

Tiny Tina: What's this Gen stuff you, two, were talking about?

Droz: Gen stuff?

Davis: (Whispering) Do you think they...

Tiny Tina: Yes, we can hear you.

Droz: Cr...ud.

Tiny Tina: (Crossing her arms, her pistol in hand) So what is Gen?

Droz: (Rubs back of his neck) It stands for Generation. The more Generations a pilot goes through, the stronger and better they are. Right now, the young fella could be a Gen 3, the lady a Gen 5.

Ruby: Okay... that explains very little.

Davis: Your friends would make exceptional pilots... especially after we put them through ReGENeration.

Tiny Tina/Ruby: You what now?

Droz: Be for the best. They are perfect for the 6-4.

Ruby: NO! You can't recruit Jaune! He's already Enlisted with the Mobile Infantry!

Davis: Cool! We've never ReGENed a Trooper before!

Tiny Tina: No, no, no, no....

Droz: Let's do it!

Ruby and Tiny Tina make a lunge for Droz who just falls backwards to the floor letting the pair of young woman sail over him, as he tapped a button on his tablet.

(Okay... this one is getting split, because if I continue it is going to be super long, if it's already not too long. Stay tuned for the conclusion!)

[kzele]

TFP AU: Optimus Dies, Smokescreen gets the Matrix, but he decides to trick everyone (mostly Megatron) into thinking OP is still alive and injured for a tactical advantage.

Background for Smokey's new mindset here: Smokescreen is the sneaky guy of the Autobots and knows that Megatron would be too much to physically fight at this point for him. Even if he were to get a physical boost from the Matrix, it wouldn't be a guarantee. If Optimus (the greatest warrior and leader ever) couldn't do it, then it'd take more than just a bulked-up rookie to beat the King Con. So, instead of getting the standard taller/bigger Matrix upgrade Smokescreen uses the upgrade to (a) merge the Phase Shifter with his systems to make it a permanent ability and (b) he absorbs the energy from the Forge to store it within the Matrix. This way, neither the Forge energy nor the Phase Shifter can tip the balance by getting stolen by the Cons. (Given how we've seen the Matrix be used as storage for the literal Allspark, I figured this wouldn't be too out there. Plus, I've seen fanfics where it turns Smokey into a huge Beastformer and I have no idea where the basis of that came from.)

Now for the MEAT of the AU. He arrives at Darkmount again hoping to do more recon/steal more stuff, to suddenly see it under attack by Ultra Magnus/Team Prime's assault. Smokescreen is like, "Aw, scrap. A non-stealthy assault? And they thought I was the impulsive one. Are they crazy?" Goes to help anyways, natch. Finds Ultra Magnus and sees him about to get his aft kicked by Megatron. He decides that's his cue to help and tries to tell Mags to leave even as Megatron is overwhelming Magnus. Obviously, even after being beaten up, Magnus is all, "That is not proper protocol for you to give me orders. Under whose authority do you think you can call off this assault?" And at first Smokey gets a little insecure because Hello Newbie Prime worries, but then he finally says that Optimus Prime is alive and wants all available Autobots to regroup at his location. That shuts Magnus up and asks why Smokescreen didn't say that in the first place. Megatron is now interested in this info and pieces together that Smokescreen must be the only Autobot that actually knows Prime's location seeing as how Magnus was unaware of Smokescreen's face. Plus, since Magnus is leading this assault, he and the other Autobots were obviously not privy to that knowledge that Prime even survived.

Smokescreen knows that Optimus and Megatron have a LONG history and it hits him that if Megatron still thinks that Optimus Prime is alive then he's going to be much easier to predict. He remembers the Egypt fight and how Megatron gets Optimus tunnel vision. Unfortunately, this same obsession puts a MASSIVE target on Smokey's back and Megs puts a priority alert on his head. Cue Smokescreen thanking his lucky stars for the Phase Shifter as the Autobots scramble out of Darkmount. What follows after the escape is a long-running con of the highest level of audacity.

Part 2: The Lie Exposed (Autobots) and The Lie Continues (Decepticons)

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[ligayangdala]

MGA KARAKTER | husband!taeyong x reader

GENRE | smut

BILANG NG MGA SALITA | 1.8k words

LENGUAHE | tagalog-english

MGA BABALA | smut, rough sex, hairpulling, fingering, nipple play, cum swallowing

CHIKA NG ADMINS | hi hiii, ito muna for now HAHAHAHA ito ‘yung unang natapos namin ni admin lia sooooo.... yeah! HAHAHAH anyway, hubby!doctor!taeyong 😩😩😩

HILING NI ANON | pwede po ba magrequest ng husband/dad!taeyong smut pero angry sex after a long day of work

GALIT NA PUMASOK NG BAHAY SI TAEYONG.

hindi madaling maging doktor lalo na sa panahon ngayon, pero dahil sa kagustuhan ng mga magulang niyang magtuloy siya sa pagdodoktor imbes na maging abogado, wala siyang nagawa. galit na galit si taeyong ngayon dahil sa isang surgeon, dapat hindi lalala ang sitwasyon ng pasyente kung hindi dahil sa katangahan nung doktor na ‘yun. hindi rin niya maintindihan kung bakit ang laki ng tiwala ng presidente ng ospital nila na hayaang mag-opera ang bagong salang na doktor— right away, sa unang araw ng trabaho niya, siya agad ang sinalang sa operating room. coronary artery bypass ang surgery niya kanina, nagulat siya dahil bigla siyang pinagsabihan ng presidente habang nagmimeeting na dapat bigyan ng tsansa sa operating room ang mga bagong doktor at si taeyong ang magsisilbing gabay nila sa loob.

balewala ‘yun sa kanya, pero ang hindi niya inaasahan ay ang pagsabi ng presidente na hayaan silang gawin ang operasyon habang nakatayo lang sa gilid si taeyong. “nakatapos ka naman ng med school, di ‘ba? this is why i don’t want newbies like you in my operating room! papatayin mo ba ang pasyente ko?” sigaw niya, the newbie stepped out of taeyong’s way and watched as the older continued with the surgery. taeyong was not named as the best surgeon in cardiology department for nothing, bago pa lumala ang sitwasyon ng pasyente, he stepped just in time. dalawang araw nang hindi umuuwi si taeyong dahil sa nangyari, he informed you beforehand na matatagalan nga daw siya sa duty niya sa ospital dahil iintayin niyang magising ang pasyente.

kaya umuwi ng galit si taeyong dahil nagalit ang presidente sa kanya, hindi rin niya maintindihan kung bakit dahil pakiramdam niya, tama ang ginawa niya. that he was the one who finished the surgery bago pa malagutan ng hininga ang patient. ala una na ng madaling araw, tahimik na ang bahay dahil alam niyang tulog na kayong lahat. naghubad ng sapatos si taeyong, tinapon sa basket ng maruruming damit ang uniporme at dumiretso sa kwarto ng anak. nakita niyang tulog na tulog na ang 3 year old niya, yakap-yakap ang bunny na bigay niya. ngumiti si taeyong at dahan-dahang sinarado ang pinto bago dumiretso sa kwarto niyo.

“bakit gising ka pa?” tanong nito at naghubad ng relo, nadatnan ka kasi niyang nakaupo pa sa harap ng vanity table mo at nakabukas pa ang laptop mo. lumapit ito sa’yo at humalik sa pisngi mo, “missed you”

“nag-email kasi ‘yung boss ko, tinatapos ko lang ‘yung report ko para next week” sagot mo at hinarap siya, “missed you, yongie. how’s your day?”

napailing nalang siya at hinubad ang suot na puting tshirt, tumayo at tinapon ito sa sofa malapit sa pinto ng kwarto para maalala niyang alisin ito bukas. “tangina talaga nung bagong presidente ng ospital,” mura nito, “parang ako pa ‘yung mali kasi ako ‘yung tumapos nung bypass surgery, sabi niya pa parang ang bida bida ko daw dahil ‘di ko binigyan ng chance ‘yung mga bagong doctor”

“the newly-grads?” tanong mo, sinara mo na rin ang laptop mo at pinapakinggan lang siyang mag-rant tungkol sa nangyari sa ospital while he settles in your bed. “grabeng tiwala ang meron ‘yung president sa mga newly-grads, i’m not questioning their abilities pero isn’t it much better knowing na andun ka to save their asses dahil muntik na mamatay ‘yung pasyente?”

“see, you get it! ugok lang talaga ‘yung bagong presidente na ‘yun” galit na sabi ni taeyong, nahagip ng mga mata ni taeyong ang suot mong damit, isa sa mga tshirt niyang maluluwag dahil paborito mong magsuot nito lalo na nung buntis ka dahil sobrang kumportable mo dito. pinanood ka ni taeyong na patayin ang mga ilaw na naiwang bukas at ayusin ang bag na gagamitin mo para sa trabaho bukas, unexpectedly, tumuwad ka para abutin ang gamit sa sahig at nakita ng asawa mo ang lace panties na suot mo. “uh—mahal?” tanging hmm lang ang sagot mo kay taeyong, hindi pa rin tumatayo at inaabot ang mga gamit sa sahig. “nakikita ko ‘yung panty mo,”

“yeah, and?” ngisi mo at lalo pang tumuwad sa para abutin ang huling gamit, “mag-asawa na tayo, may anak na tayo, nahihiya ka pa rin?”

“hindi naman sa nahihiya ako, pero… nalilibugan ako sa’yo” sabi nito, tumayo siya mula sa kama at pumwesto sa likod mo. hinawakan niya ang balakang mo at idinikit ito sa harap niya, “ramdam mo? tumuwad ka lang, ganyan na ‘ko katigas.”

napangisi ka, umayos ka ng tayo at sinandal ang likod mo sa dibdib niya bago itapon patalikod ang kamay mo at ipahinga ito sa batok niya. “hmm, kailan ba tayo last na nagsex?”

“two, three weeks ago? busy ka sa trabaho, busy ako sa trabaho” sagot ni taeyong, nararamdaman mo ang mainit niyang hininga sa leeg mo dahil inalis ng kamay niya ang mga nakaharang na buhok rito kanina. dumapo ang kamay niya sa t-shirt niya, itinaas ito ng bahagya bago mo maramdaman ang kamay niya sa tiyan mo at onti-onting pumupunta ito sa suso mong walang tabon. “missed the girls, baby… missed playing with them, sucking them… nibbling them…”

“then do it, yongie” ungol mo nang bigla niyang pisilin ito, “missed seeing you suck and run your tongue over them” something felt empty nung inalis ni taeyong ang kamay niya sa dede mo, pero agad itong napalitan ng pakiramdam nung maramdaman mo ang kamay niya sa loob ng panty mo. gamit ang isang daliri, napaghiwalay ni taeyong ang labi ng puke mong namamasa na. sa tagal niyong magkasama, alam na alam ni taeyong kung paano niya papahinain ang mga tuhod mo—isa na dyan ang paglalaro sa tinggil mo gamit ang isang daliri. pinaglalaruan ito ng mabilis, kana at kaliwa. “yong, fingerin mo ko please… namimiss ko na ‘yung daliri mo”

“shh…” bulong niya sa tenga mo, “kalma, baby… ayaw mo namang magising natin si areum, hindi ba?” tanging tango, kagat labi at nakapikit na mata ang sagot mo kay taeyong habang pinaglalaruan niya ang tinggil mo. napangisi ang asawa mo’t napalingon sa malaking salamin na nasa gilid niyo na mula sa ceiling hanggang sahig ng kwarto niyo ang laki. dahan-dahan kang inikot ni taeyong at ginabayan papalapit rito. “lower, baby… gusto kong makita mo kung gaano ka kaganda tuwing dinadala kita sa langit, so open your eyes for daddy.”

inalis muna ni taeyong ang panty at damit mo bago ka dahan-dahang lumuhod kasabay si taeyong, dumura muna sa palad niya ang asawa mo bago muling binalik ni taeyong ang kamay niya sa puke mo. naghahalo ang pagiging basa mo at laway niya, mabagal niyang binibilog ito counter-clockwise kaya naman napapaungol ka’t binabaon mo ang likod ng ulo mo sa leeg ni taeyong. “yong, please… i need to feel your fingers… fingerin mo na ko please…” pagmamakaawa mo, napunta na rin ang kamay mo sa may kamay niya’t ikaw na mismo ang gumagabay nito papunta sa butas mo. “please… ipasok mo na”

“napaka-mainipin mo naman, mahal… libog na libog ka ba? lalabasan ka ba sa daliri ko lang?”

“p-please—holy shit…” ungol mo nung ipasok niya ang isang daliri ng dahan-dahan sa butas mo. “yong, bilisan mo… please” parang hindi naririnig ng asawa mo ang kagustuhan mo, mabagal pa rin ang galaw ng kamay niya habang ang isang kamay at pinaglalaruan ang utong mo. nainis ka na dahil hindi ka pinapakinggan ni taeyong, kaya naman ikaw na mismo ang gumalaw ang balakang mo.

“sumusuway ka na ngayon, baby ah” malalim na sabi ni taeyong, parang tumaas ata lahat ng balahibo mo sa katawan kaya tumigil ka sa pag galaw. napa-angal ka dahil inalis ni taeyong ang daliri niya sa puke mo. “tumuwad ka’t tumingin ka sa salamin. keep your eyes locked on that mirror, or else”

you peeled yourself off of your husband’s chest at tumuwad sa harap niya, exposing your wet, needy pussy to him. napakagat labi si taeyong at hindi maiwasan na hindi paluin ang pwet mo pati na rin ang puke mong namamasa. napaungol ka, naghahalong sakit at sarap ang naramdaman mo. naririnig mong kumakaluskos ang suot ni taeyong na pantalon, natatabunan ng katawan mo ang kalahating katawan ni taeyong pero alam mong binaba na niya ang boxers niya. “yongie” ungol mo nung naramdaman mong pinaghiwalay ng ulo ng tite niya ang labi ng puke mo. “please… ipasok mo na”

“putangina” sabi ni taeyong nung maipasok niya na ng tuluyan ang ari niya sa butas mo, mabagal lang ito nung una pero kalaunan, bumibilis ang pagbabayo niya. “fuck, sorry na agad kung rough ha” sasagot ka pa lang sana, pero naramdaman mo na agad humakot si taeyong ng buhok at itinaas ang ulo mo, kitang kita mo kung paano siya maglabas ng galit—sa pagbabayo pa lang niya sa’yo alam mong naglalabas ng frustration itong asawa mo sa’yo. “ang sarap putangina, ang sarap mo” ungol niya.

“yong—g-ganyan lang, fuck”

kung iniisip mong mabilis na ang pagbayo niya kanina, may mas ibibilis pa pala ito’t may ihihigpit pa ang hawak niya sa buhok mo. taeyong is good in bed, sweet, lovable, never failed to remind you how beautiful you are—but this taeyong? another level ata ang taeyong na ‘to, parang ito ang unang beses sa ilang taon na nagsex kayo na ganto siya ka-rough ulit. hindi binitawan ni taeyong ang buhok mo, patuloy siyang galit na bumabayo at nararamdaman mo na ang isang kamay niya ay nasa bewang mo, binabaon ang kuko sa balat sabay kakalmot sa likod mo. taeyong loves marking you, actually, pati ikaw nagustuhan mo na rin na minamarkahan ka ni taeyong even if that means having bruises and scratches on your back. “ayokong iputok sa loob, baka kasi mabuntis ka nang wala sa oras” sabi niya, “wanna cum in your mouth, baby. gusto mo ba ‘yun?”

“yes, daddy…” ungol mo, hindi mo alam kung saan ka kakapit, kumikiskis na ang mga kuko mo sa sahig habang nakatingin ka sa salamin. nararamdaman mong kumikibot na si taeyong sa loob ng puke mo, ikaw na mismo ang nag-alis sa sarili mo sakanya bago harapin ang tite niya. binuka mo ang bibig mo, nagumpisa na rin jakulin ni taeyong ang tite niya’t hinayaan itong pumutok at sumakto sa bibig mo.

isa sa mga paborito mong parte ng mukha ng asawa mo ay ang mga mata niya. sobrang expressive kasi nito at halatang halata mo kung anong mood ang meron siya. you looked up to him and saw lust in his eyes, hindi ito ang mga boba eyes na ginagamit niya tuwing nakatingin siya sa’yo o sa anak niyo. puno ng pagnanasa ang mga mata niya habang pinuputok niya sa bibig mo ang tamod niya. napalunok si taeyong nang lunukin mo ang nilabas niya sa bibig mo, usually spit ang ginagawa mo pero dahil sa kalibugan niyong mag-asawa, nagulat si taeyong. pinadalos niya ang hinlalaki niya sa may bibig mo pero bigla mo itong sinubo at nagumpisang supsupin. “fuck, baby” mahinang sabi ni taeyong.

tumayo ka sa pagkakaluhod, tumayo na rin si taeyong. akala mo aayain ka nito magshower pero humawak siya sa bewang mo’t umupo sa kama niyo, napahawak ka sa ulo at napaungol nang bigla siyang dumede sa’yo. binibilog ang dila niya't kinakagat ito, “yongie…” ungol mo, itinapon ang ulo mo palikod. humiwalay si taeyong sa dede mo at hinalikan ang gitna ng dibdib mo bago ka yakapin.

“sabay tayo ng ligo, mahal”

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[boolpropvampire]

Sunday morning at The Newbies

[curmudgeonness]

Mags Newbie is 116 days old (100 day life span set for the world).  She is still Octavius’ boss.  She’s not ready to turn her kitchen at the Bistro over to anyone else.

[simstryingtheirbestok]

Highlights (well... marginally notable moments) from David and Ruby's Snowflake Day Gift-Giving Party:

Trigger Broke, Buck Broke, and Odin Crosby developing an unhealthy fixation on Eloise, Ruby and David's middle child, booing and heckling her whenever she appeared in their field of vision. It was hate at first sight for these freaks and the why of it remains a mystery.

Evan and his, er, nephew, Adrian Ivanov, befriending each other immediately and being inseparable throughout the party

Emmaline being such a PITA with respect to routing/being in everyone's way that I sent her out to rake leaves in the backyard (and I'd do it again, too), then, uh, sort of forgot about her? until she stormed back in to use the facilities. Once she was through, I sent her back out to the yard to dispose of all the leaf piles. On a positive note, the backyard looks so much better now. We're all ready for Spring!

David having to Ask Everyone to Leave in order to end the party at 1:30 in the morning because Snowflake Day occurred on a Wednesday/a school night; more importantly, because none of those assclowns would LEAVE without that kind of, ah, encouragement.

Mags Newbie refusing to die even though she's 1000 years old, but insisting on smelling the place up with her poor hygiene until I snapped and resetSim'd her tf out of there

Pics below.

Gross, guys! Leave her alone!

(Fortunately, Dimitri is in the backyard. Nonetheless, I had Ruby convince Diphda to go flirt with Dimitri, then had Ruby engage Odin in conversation. Crisis averted.)

Seriously, Odin, ENOUGH. She's a child!

Mags Newbie, shown at left in her heinous ITF "formalwear," is complaining that someone is in her way because she wants to go upstairs to leave a plate of shitty onion rings on one of the desks there, the available kitchen counters by now being covered in everyone else's shitty party foods that I really wish they would just not bring.

I didn't get a picture of it, but poor Evan wound up having to sleep in the treehouse in the backyard, because the other obsession Odin Crosby developed was with the music box in Evan's room, and Odin dragged his best buddy Trigger Broke into that room with him, in order to better block the door to Evan's room. 😠😡😠

Incidentally, this has been my Supernatural playstyle progression over the years:

Initially: All occults enabled

After every original townie dipshit in Sunset Valley was, through the dark magic of werewolfery and vampiredom, still alive while I was starting the fourth generation of my legacy family: "Fuck werewolves, fuck vampires, let's only have witches and fairies from now on."

After being constantly annoyed by the music obsession of the fairies, that is, currently: "Witches only, bitches."

Anyway, I have got to remember to lock everyone's bedroom doors before inviting these monsters over again... if I ever invite them over again.

[bornincaldecott]

X-Men '97 | Episodes 1 & 2

X-Men TAS has always had a special place in my heart. That, along with the Dark Phoenix Saga (granted it had been out for awhile by the time I was able to read it), was my introduction to comics. I love everything X-Men, but TAS is special. So, like a lot of people, I went into this feeling several types of ways. When the intro started, I got chills.

All-in-all, I really enjoyed the first two episodes. I'm not super crazy about the animation style (why are all the ladies wearing super thick eyeliner a la the Scene Era?), but it's fine.

Crop Top Gambit in the first five minutes? Incredible. I wasn't crazy about his new VA initially, but he grew on me pretty quickly.

I actually liked Scott's voice the best. I think his new VA did an incredible job channeling his original VA.

The writing was clunky at times, but I get why (like when Rogue is moping about her powers at the rave, or when Jean is explaining to Storm about the Phoenix). First, they're trying to capture the essence of TAS, 90's cringe and all (nailed it). Second, this show isn't necessarily meant to bring in new fans. It's a happy by-product, sure, but not the intent. That said, they still have to ensure that things make sense (as much as possible) to any X-Men newbies, which means we gotta endure some awkward exposition.

Also

ALSO

I fucking called Rogueneto. When the first trailer dropped, and we got the last clip of hunky Mags, I was like...oh, they're doing Rogueneto. And honestly? I'm here for it. Do I like the pairing? No, it's not my cuppa, but what I do like is the angst it presents for Romy. Rogueneto also helps set Rogue and Gambit up as a foil to Jean and Scott's established relationship, and then they're the mid-point between Jean and Scott and what I am guessing is going to be Jubilee and Roberto.

This broke my heart though. UGH. I know it'll be alright in the end because the show's already said Romy is their OTP but stiiillllll.

AND I CALLED MADELYN?! Okok we won't actually know until next week but ?!?!?!?!?!

I could go on and on about the first two episodes, but instead I'll highlight some of my favorite parts.

Storm turning the desert to glass. JFC. Even the sentinels were like "danger Will Robinson!" And the quiet piano sound during the scene? MY GOD. CHILLS.

"He's here!" / "Apocalypse?!" / "THE BABY!" & Wolvie got a convertible.

Mag's monologue in the sky. Fucking wow.

The sentinel fight. It was so cool seeing them fight as a team.

And not to end on a bummer note, but...they introduced Genosha...did a whole bit with Mags saving the Morlocks and sending them there...and with what Jean saw in Cerebro in the first episode...yeah...I think we're getting that story.

Anyway! Loved the first two episodes. Super jazzed for the rest.

Have one last Remy gif for the road.

ffs I want him to look at me like that.

[bettsfic]

Okay so:

I’ve been attempting a novel and have decided maybe I’ll put it on hold. To work on shorter fiction and learn to hone specific writing skills. What inspired this is one of your responses to an asks: where you recommended for newbie writers to focus on getting good at specific skills at a time.

This was a hard decision to make because I really want to write a novel but I also want to get good at the craft.

Do you think I’m being to extreme by giving up on writing a novel atm?

writing a novel is a long con. nearly every author i know, and probably nearly every author i've read, spent time in their writing career writing short form. but in the world of mass media, short form doesn't get a lot of attention, so success bias teaches us that writers write novels, because that's what's been advertised to us and that's largely what we've read.

if you go to your favorite author's website, if they're not like superfamous anyway, they'll probably have a link that says "publications" and there you'll find all the magazines and journals they've published in.

the only exceptions to this are romance and YA, which don't have a huge short form market. but in SFF and literary fiction, i think it is common and in some ways expected that you've written and published short form before attempting a novel.

i work with a lot of writers who want to write and publish a novel. that's totally possible. but depending on your market, your debut novel isn't just a book-length story you've completed. a debut novel is the best work you're capable of and most representative of your ideals. to reach your best work, you have to try and fail and rewrite and revise and submit and get rejected repeatedly. the fastest and most efficient way to do that is with short stories.

my recommendation is to write a short story, get it as good as you possibly can, send it out to 20 mags, then get 19 or 20 rejections. do that at least 5 more times. you'll see your novel in a completely new light.

the exception to this is if you're working on a novel that has taken a life of its own, and it's coming to you so quickly and so intensely that you can't not write it. if you're driven to write something, write it. but if you've been fiddling with a novel for a while and not making much progress on it or you don't like the progress you've made, set it down, work on shorter stuff, and come back to it later.

[reynanghugot]

[08:20PM] I woke up so early today, kasi si mommy binibilin sakin yung pamangkin ko kasi papasok na siya sa work. Good thing, mabait naman 'tong bata na 'to lately di na siya sawayin unlike before so medyo naka nap din ako kahit konti while nag po-phone siya sa tabi ko.

I started my day by packing some orders from TikTok. After that, I had my brunch, naligo na ko and nag wait nalang ako sa call namin ni Cath [@/kindclouds] for my second session today! Sobrang laki ng improvement ko after all these Qs na niraise ko since day one and I hope mag progress pa ko. Yay! We also sent her a little token lang as a way of saying my thank you [as usual] 'coz napakalaking help niya sakin. If you will see our tg conve, masasabi ko na napakadami ko talagang tanong and trust me, nasagot niya lahat. Sobra. Siya yung mga tipo ng tao na maganda kausap kasi alam niya yung ginagawa niya, gusto niya ginagawa niya and sobra yung knowledge na nai-impart niya sakin as a newbie.

Anw, after our session medyo stressful lang din dahil sa first yung ulan nakakaloka napakalakas naglaba kasi ako and even if automatic ang washing machine ang hassle pa din talaga sa part ko na ipasok sila sa bahay dahil sa lakas ng hangin. Dumagdag pa yung part na bigla nanaman nagbaba ng update from school na di ko sure bakit hindi nila ma finalize tapos going three weeks na atanyung concern. Well, tsaka ko na iisipin yon as I have a defense na need ko i-priority this week and yung confinement ko for my RAI therapy.

So ayun lang. I hope na okay mid-week niyo! Keep safe & dry, everyone. Good evening!