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furiousgoldfish · 4 months ago

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Survival skills: Cleaning, Laundry, Living space maintenance

(there's a separate post about cooking, here's a LINK)

So I will assume you're too tired and sick to clean, and in this case we're just trying to prevent actual incidents happening: do not leave food, especially food containing meat or animal products, laying around, because it will cause bacteria and maggots to occur, you don't want that in your home, dispose of them (you can flush bad food in the toilet to get rid, if you don't take out the trash every other day).

In the same vein, sadly dishes sometimes need to get done, if you don't want very odd smells of decomposing food in your kitchen, but it's like, do it once a week in winter, twice a week in summer, and you'll be okay. (High temperature decomposes food quicker). Dishes usually are the most time-consuming cleaning activity because it's something that needs to be done pretty often and it's annoying. You can do it with gloves if you don't like the sensory feeling of it. The absolute easiest way to get it done is to rinse everything as soon as you're done using it, before It gets gross, but do I do that? No. I would never. But it is recommended.

If cleaning is overwhelming, exhausting and just triggering for you, I encourage you to only do whatever is easiest, or even just doing one little area and having that clean and easy to use, without looking at the rest; we're just trying to survive here, not be perfect. No cleaning needs to be perfect, it just has to be done.

Okay, but if you want to have the actual knowledge of how to clean things easily, here's what I do:

Kitchen: I will go against rules and start with sweeping the floors, because I hate walking on messy floor, and having the floor clean already makes the room looks way better, so I don't mind sweeping it once again later. If I have cluttered all the surfaces (which does happen a lot), I will grab all of the things and put them in one spot, like on the table, or the floor, or anywhere just to have all surfaces clean. If there's something dried, grimy or awful happening on the surfaces, the best way to deal with it is to grab a sponge with some soapy detergent, run over the grime, and then leave that to soak 10-20 minutes. Once the dirty part is softened, you can run a wet sponge over it again and it comes out no problem, generally anything you need to clean and it's difficult, leaving it to soak will resolve your issue easily.

So once I've removed all of the things, soaked all the surfaces in soapy water, rinsed them with a sponge, I'll run a dry cloth over it to remove the last of the water, and the surfaces are super clean then. At this point I'll put a cloth on one surface, slowly pick up dish by dish and bring it to the sink and wash it. If the sink is full when I'm starting to wash, it's overwhelming. If I'm bringing in things in one by one, it feels easy, I'm just washing one thing. Once I've washed a dish, I put it on the cloth to dry. Once I'm done with all of the dishes, the pile of stuff I've compiled is usually almost empty, if there's something left like ingredients, decorations, or whatever else, I'll put it back where it belongs. I'll wash the sink and the stove top, when they're also completely free of stuff, and at the end sweep the floor again and wash it. And the kitchen is done!

Bathrooms usually need something acidic for cleaning, you either need a specific bathroom cleaner, or some vinegar (optionally with baking soda). This is because water leaves a lot of calcification on the surfaces, and acidic stuff melts calcium! It takes a while, so like before, it's best to put away all of the things that are stuck in the bathroom, use a sponge to cover everything in bathroom cleaner mixed with water, or just vinegar, leave it for 20 minutes to soak. After that, you should be able to rinse it off, or maybe scrub a little in some places where calcium is a bit heavy, and you should have a clean bathroom.

If you're cleaning a wooden floor, the best way to go about it, is to have a bucket of water, with some floor-cleaning product, few spoons of it mixed with water, and a cloth you can drop in it. Wooden floors can easily get water damage, so you do not want to have them wet for more than few minutes! You squeeze the water out of that cloth as good as you can, and then you can attach it to some squeegee or a broom or whatever you have, (if you don't have a floor cleaning tool) and slide it over the floor to clean it. It should take a few minutes to dry and then you have a clean floor!

If you have a very dirty floor, and it's not wood, but like tiles or something that doesn't get damaged with water, the easiest way to get it cleaned is to put very wet cloth over it, and to soak it a lot. I will not squeeze the water out at all if I'm deep-cleaning tiles, I'll let it all get super wet. Then, you rinse your cloth, squeeze it maximally so it's near dry, and start collecting the dirty water with it. This way, all of the dirt will get melted in water, the floor will be covered with dirty water, and you're collecting that dirty water and taking it away! It's better than just sliding, because sliding in a very dirty area will just mix the dirt, not remove it. You keep rinsing and squeezing your cloth to near-dryness, until you've collected all of the water in it, and then it should be clean or nearly-clean, you can still slide over it in a normal way with a cloth if you want perfect.

Cleaning in general, has no clear rules, you can do it your own way, however you want, with whatever you want. It's recommended to start at the top, clean top shells first and go down from there, do the floor last, but you don't have to listen, clean how it fits you. If you want more tips and really useful information on how to clean hard-to-clean surfaces, go see 'auriikatarina' on youtube, she's a professional cleaner and will make cleaning look both easy and satisfying.

Organizing: When you're organizing your stuff, the easiest way to make everything look neat is to stack things upright, and do it so everything in one category is put together (your books in one place, pencils in another, clothing is in the third spot, your sanitary products in another spot), and line it up so the tallest stuff is in the back, and shortest stuff at the front. In this way you can look at your stuff and immediately see everything, nothing is hidden from view. If you can find cool places in your home to store things from specific category, it will be the easiest to find each time. You want to be able to see everything without rummaging trough it, or attempting to remember where things are, it should be logical. If you can't categorize your stuff, or can't figure out how to organize it, think about how it would be organized in a store, and where would they put it – this helps figure out the logical category and way to store it.

Maintaining your living space

Things break sometimes, or get clogged, and if you watch out periodically for these things, you can prevent a lot of it! If you make sure never to let food get inside of your sink, and have the little plastic things in your bathtub that stops the big pieces from getting in your drain, you can prevent a lot of clogging. Kitchen and bathroom sink have a part underneath that can be dismantled (unscrewed) and you can see if there's any dirt or hair in it, and clear it out, to prevent potential clogging. If you can tell the water is draining very slowly in your sinks or your bathhub, there are drain unclogging products that you can buy, and just pour down your drain in order to clean it, before it gets actually clogged! I do this every time when I feel it's draining slow, and it prevented actual clogging for years now.

It's customary to clean all of the windows in your house, and wash the curtains in your washing machine, at least once a year, twice if you want to be super attentive to it, and this will actually improve the quality of air in your space. Yearly deep cleaning, when you move all the furniture and get to all of the dust, grime and spiderwebs stuck in there, will also improve the air quality, because all of that dust is constantly circulating in the air you breathe and it makes a noticeable difference to clean it.

Airing out the rooms should happen daily, even when it's winter it's good to air the space even for a few minutes, it will improve the amount of oxygen you have in your living space and prevent bad smells from happening. Sometimes you should take a clean broom or cloth and wipe the grime from your ceiling and walls, I rarely do this, but like if you see unattended spiderwebs in there, it will make a difference if you remove those (live spiders can stay, they take care of the flies).

Walls of your living space should be repainted, I think every 5-10 years? I think people have different preferences, I'm okay with walls getting slightly dirty. Usually the kitchen will be the worst because the walls absorb all the fumes from cooking. And, any place you have heating, radiators and such, it will darken the walls. This is normal and happens to everyone.

If you have mold anywhere, that needs to be tended to immediately, there's products for destroying the mold, you should not let that linger on the walls, and it means that either your place is not well protected from the outside wetness, or that you need better air circulation in that space. Do not just repaint it either, mold is poisonous and it grows, wetness and dampness helps it spread, dryness, fire, good dry air circulation kills it. If you have mold in your bathroom, like at the edges of your bathtub, you can destroy it by soaking patches of toilet paper with bleach, covering the mold with that toilet paper, and leaving it like that overnight. Some people say it works with vinegar too, but I haven't tried that. Don't spend time in bleach-soaked bathroom though! Get out of there, bleach fumes are not good for you. And don't mix any, ANY cleaning products together, especially not with bleach, you can create poisonous fumes, and they can gas you.

Carpets should be cleaned once a year, usually they're scrubbed with water and some carpet-cleaning product, in the old times we used just plain soap! There's now dry carpet cleaners too so you can try that as well if you don't feel like washing the entire thing by hand.

Laundry

So every washing machine works differently, but the basics are the same: you can pick a program and temperature, and click start. I have one dial with numbers of different programs, and it's like 'cotton, polyester, whites, quick wash, eco wash, colored' and I don't know what the difference is, I think whatever program you choose, the stuff will get washed, it's a washing machine, it will just take a different amount of time.

The basics of using it are: you put the clothing in, you close it. You open the little compartment by the top, which offers you a place to put detergent, and fabric softener. You can be okay without fabric softener. You figure out where to put the detergent, and put whatever amount you feel is necessary. You close that compartment. You click start. The washing machine starts working and tumbling your clothing around with water and detergent. It takes an hour, sometimes more. After it's done, you can easily open the door to your clothing. The clothing is wet and clean, you take it out, you put it up to dry.

What is important to know, is that if you put colored clothing in a high-temperature wash, it's likely to bleed color, and sometimes this color can attach to your other clothing, so if you accidentally put one red sock with your white stuff, and put it to wash oh a high temperature, you might color all your white stuff into pale red or pink. Which is fun and nothing to feel bad about, except if you really need all that stuff to stay white.

Colored stuff is usually washed on lower temperatures, it can even be washed cold, so from 0-60 is okay. It's recommended to wash winter stuff with other winter stuff, and light summer fabrics with other light fabrics, just because heavy fabrics will usually pull in more water and detergent, so your light fabrics might get neglected. There's different detergents for colored and white stuff, and I usually ignore that too because both can wash both stuff.

White stuff needs to be washed on higher temperatures sometimes, especially your undergarments because they take in a lot of sweat and stuff, and can get less white if you never put them in boiling temperatures. It's normal to put them on 90 degrees. However! Don't ever put super stretchy fabric on high temperatures, because if it has a lot of elastine in it, which is plastic, it can melt! I accidentally destroyed a white hat by putting it in with whites, it was no longer stretchy because all of the stretchy stuff got completely melted in hot water.

I don't have a dryer, so I cannot help you there, usually after the clothes is washed I'll put it on a clothing line, it dries the best in the sun, but will dry anywhere (except exposed to rain, you need to not put it in rain).

If your washing machine starts smelling odd, it's possible that some mold or bacteria is happening in there, and you can disinfect it and clean it by putting a lot of baking soda inside, and then pouring vinegar into the detergent slot. You put the washing machine to a quick wash, with hot water, and this should resolve the issue. Also if you leave wet clothing in there without taking it out and drying it, for more than 24 hours, it is going to develop mold for sure, and this can actually ruin your clothing (I had it happen to a few garments, they got black stains, it's not nice).

If you don't have a washing machine, you can still hand-wash your stuff. Putting it into a bucket with some warm water and detergent, rubbing it together, rinsing and squeezing the water out a few times, and then rinsing in clean water until only clean water is getting out of it – that can work just fine. Sometimes if you need just one garment clean and don't want to use the machine, it's best to just hand-wash it. If your clothes are basically clean but just a little sweaty, rinsing it a few times in water and detergent will make them nice again. If you have some hardcore stains that cannot be washed out even with a washing machine, there's products likes spot-cleaner, and bleach, to help you with that. However you can never use bleach on colored clothing, because it will make very ugly stains on it, bleach is only for pure whites!

Alright this is all I can immediately think of, I probably left some things out, and if anyone wants to add to this, or correct me or anything feel free! I hope this helped you feel less overwhelmed, and more informed about how to successfully live independently. Also if there's questions you want to ask go ahead! This knowledge can be hard to get by if nobody had ever taught you.

Also, this is not something you learn all at once, just from reading one post. You don't need to immediately absorb all of this knowledge, or know how to do it all at once. This is stuff that is learned over months and years or living alone and figuring it out, and none of it is difficult or impossible to do. There's no punishments for doing it wrong, maybe some annoying dealing with some stuff. Nobody should shame you if you don't know all of this, I knew none of it when I started living on my own. I learned it a bit of here and there, and I'm compiling it so it would be more accessible, but none of it needs to be followed directly or done perfectly, and you can ignore some of it completely.

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reticulating-splines · 1 year ago

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WIP - West 70th

1880s-1910s row of Upper West Side townhomes.

Been working on this row of late 19th c. brownstones on and off for the past year now, so needless to say when I heard about For Rent I was hype.

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This initially started because I was homesick for NYC during the pandemic. Specifically for the area of the upper west side my dorm was in while I was a student. I mainly blame this experience for my obsession with historical architecture - walking along central park west past the Dakota on the way to the subway, smoking on the stoops of the brownstones late at night, going to classes in the wedding cake that is the Ansonia - it was just everywhere, and so, so beautiful to look at.

Except a lot of it is faded glory - buildings subdivided, details chipped or covered in the thickest coats of grime or paint. So I wanted to replicate some of the old New York from around the turn of the century. The one I read about in the Luxe series and saw in the Samantha movie lol.

The basement or garden level of each four-story brownstone will be dedicated to the original purpose as the main workplace of the service staff. Unfortunately no room for the actual garden, so laundry lines and planters are on the roof. There are bedrooms and bathrooms for a cook and a housekeeper/butler, along with the staff dining and the kitchen. The butler's pantry is directly upstairs from the kitchen, and the top floor is almost exclusively made up of staff bedrooms and washrooms.

I usually do the service areas first because they're the most interesting, and there was nothing more interesting than a full edwardian brownstone kitchen. Lots of exposed piping, beadboard, subway tile, and shelves of clutter. Has a separate scullery, pantry, and stairs down to a basement storeroom to keep your best champs-le-sims nectar in. There's also a servant's bellboard in the kitchen and the staff dining room. It along with the "boiler" system are made with tool and CC-free.

The main entrance and parlor are doing their best to continue the gothic revival theme of the exterior. The library and dining room follow in the enfilade starting in the parlor. Since this first house is a corner lot, it has a bit more width and space than a true brownstone. The only actual brownstone I've been inside of is Lady Mendl's, so ofc I had to have an extensive tea setup. Def took a lot of inspo from these two pics alone for these rooms.

The main stairwell and picture gallery lead to three large bedrooms on the second floor, and then up to the children's room and nanny's bedroom on the third floor. I really like skylights. I learned the importance of decent lightwells in staving off depression one semester when my window looked out onto a brick wall

The master bedroom and the children's room above it both have their own private sitting rooms and bathrooms. All rooms have either fireplaces or cast iron radiators.

There's no way this is going to be finished by the time For Rent comes out, so im just going to release it in whatever state it's in when it does come out. The exteriors and interior room layout for all the townhomes will (hopefully) most likely be set by then anyway.

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Also the anniversary of Chez Cromwell is coming up! Ive been gone for the better part of the year due to starting a new job, but I havent been idle. C.Cromwell has been updated for infants and ceilings, which led to me redoing the exterior and almost every room, so a rerelease is coming v soon! Sneak peek below. Happy Thanksgiving!

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catsaar · 1 year ago

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The Hawthorne Residence

A suburban family home fit or a family with 2 kids, an infant and a cat. Comes with a kitchen, dining room, living room, laundry room, 2 bathrooms, a master bedroom, a kids bedroom for 2, an infant bedroom, an office, a greenhouse and plenty of outdoor space to enjoy.

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honeycombsims · 6 months ago

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Cordelia Apartment

I saw an apartment on Pinterest with this vibe, and I couldn't get it out of my bed. I hope you all enjoy!

1 bed, 1 bath

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 6 months ago

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the girl next door 7

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.

This lewk but silverfox

Your body is stiff. You blame your late-night drawing session hunched over the folding table. You feel it in your neck and shoulder. You sit up and groan, rubbing your muscles as you try to loosen the knots. You roll your arms as you stand up, yawning as you rub your eyes.

A dewy breeze flows in. The air feels like rain but the density has yet to break. You remember vaguely in the middle of the night cracking the window to cool off, your room stagnant and stale.

You near the window in your baggy shirt, dampened slightly with your sweat. It’s caught under your chest as you bulge against the fabric. You pull it free as you stand in front of the pane and blanch as you see movement on the other side. Shoot.

Your eyes meet Steve’s as he closes the window across from yours. He can feel the approaching storm too. He smiles and gives a two-fingered wave. You lift your hand weakly, barely extending your fingers before you tug shut the curtains. How much did he see? How much could he see?

You go out to get the day started. The overhead light of kitchen blares yellow across the space and you put the coffee pot on to brew. As you wait, you tidy the table, once more cluttered with your mother’s forgotten distractions. The crossword book, several pens, a home magazine, and several wrappers.

You slow the pour of coffee into your mug as you hear your mom’s bedroom door. You stare at the doorway until she appears. She limps to the table and sits heavily. You put the cup before her and grab another for yourself. She mutters and leans her head in her hand. She was home late last night.

You go to grab her inhaler from the bathroom. Once more, it’s missing. You return and find it on the counter hidden beside a used plate. It's only then you notice the blackened frozen fries on the cookie sheet. What the heck?

“Ugh, that man,” she croaks, letting it roll into a laugh, “he convinced me to have a little wine after the milkshake.” You put her inhaler in front of her. She raises her head and scowls. She rubs the furrow between her brows. “And then another. And another.”

You don’t even remember her getting home. You were up until one in the morning drawing. She must have been much later. How hadn’t you heard her make all this mess?

You sip your coffee around cleaning up. You wash the glass from the milkshake Steve brought over and set it aside. Your mother hacks and clears her throat.

“Mm, he’s too nice,” she mutters, “told him you didn’t need that. Too much sugar. You don’t even like strawberry.”

You hide your frown. You like strawberry. You’re not sure why she thinks otherwise. She’s never really asked.

“I’ll bring the glass back--”

“You remember your manners,” she girds before she hums into her coffee cup. She gulps through her wet lips noisily. “I don’t need you ruining this.”

“I will, mom.”

“Ugh,” she stands up with a groan, “I need my chair.”

Her hand trembles and the cup with it. She spills a little over the sides but doesn’t pay attention to it. You dump the tray of burnt fries and put it in the sink. You just cleaned this place top to bottom. You don’t think you’re that messy but it’s always a disaster.

You clean the rest of the dishes and put them away. Your mom hollers for more coffee and you bring the pot with you to refill her cup. She leans it on her chest and closes her eyes.

“I’m going to take the glass back now, I guess.”

“Mph, do whatever,” she utters irritably.

You trod back to your room and change into real clothes; straight-legged jeans and a stripped jersey tee. You just want to get this over with. It’s so awkward. You would rather your mom just take it back the next time she goes over but she’s in rough shape. It must be the alcohol. She’s not really supposed to have any.

You grab the glass and put on your shoes. As you come out, there’s a speckling of rain falling from the sky. You go up the walk and around the sidewalk, coming back down the pavement squares to Steve’s porch. You stop and look up at his front door. You climb the steps and drag your feet to the door.

You tap the bell. It’s one of those ones with the camera built-in. You feel overly conscious as you stand before the lens. The door opens before you can prepare yourself.

“Hey, sweetie,” Steve greets, “how are you?”

“Erm. Okay. Here.”

You hold out the glass. He doesn’t take it. He leans on the doorframe and smile.

“Crummy day, huh? Supposed to thunderstorm soon,” he comments, “too bad, I was really wanting to get that pool going.”

“Mm, yeah,” you keep the glass raised before you.

“Oh well, guess I’ll have to figure out what to do all pent up. Maybe a movie night? With all this moving, I’m way behind.”

You look at his chest, staring at the short-sleeved button up with chagrin. What is he talking about? Why is he talking so much?

“You got any suggestions? You youngins always know what’s hip,” he shakes his head and laughs, “sorry, I sound old, don’t I?”

“No,” you answer dully.

“No what? No suggestions or no I don’t sound old?” He challenges.

Your eyes go round and you look him in the face. “I don’t know.”

“I’m teasing--”

“Here,” you wiggle the glass at him.

He takes it, his fingers brushing against yours. You let it go and recoil. You bare your teeth strangely and back away, “thanks, er. Bye.”

You turn and cringe at the grey sky. You trudge off the porch and cut across the lawn, too mortified not to trod over his grass. You clamber up the front steps and quickly shut yourself inside the house. You hiss at yourself as you press your back to the door.

“Don’t slam the goddamn door,” your mother sneers, “Jesus. No wonder this place is falling apart.”

🏠

It’s one of those days where you’re just sad. You can’t pinpoint why. It’s just a vague malaise that won’t leave. Even as the sun beams and deepens to a soft evening hue, you can’t see a light among the dark.

You don’t know how long you’ve been like that. Under your covers, crying for no good reason. It just hurts to be. You keep your arm folded over your pounding head. You just want to sleep and yet you can’t cross the barrier into unconscious.

You give up and roll onto your back, pulling the blanket to your waist. You exhale and stare up at the ceiling. You’re head swims from the deluge of tears. You sop them up with the sheet and sit up. Your head is full and throbbing.

You get up, bleary-eyed, and muddle your way through reality. You pull open your door and find the bathroom on instinct alone. You shut yourself in and blow your nose. The effort has you even more dizzy. You shake your head, trying to clear out the fog, and turn on the cold water. You throw it across your face, holding a wet palm to your forehead to try to ease the tension.

Your ears tickle with a strange noise. A low drone. Like bass on the front television. Now and again, your mom will amp up the TV but it’s unexpectedly loud. You twist off the faucet and stand straight. You dry off and head back into the hall, peering down at the shifting light glaring from the living room doorway.

“Woahhh,” the voice catches you unaware as someone collides with you from behind in the dim hallway. You stumble and turn to face Steve as popcorn scatters onto the floor, tumbling over the brim of the bowl. The smell tugs at your stomach, “sorry sweetie, I didn’t see you there.”

You look at his silhouette, unable to make out any of his features. You didn’t even know he was there. Your mother didn’t even warn you. You suspect that may have been purposeful.

“Sweetie?”

“Sorry,” you back up, “didn’t mean... to get in the way.”

You turn and shuffle back to your room. He follows, “your mom said you weren’t feeling good. Hope you get better soon, but if you’re interested, we’re watching a movie.”

Your bedroom door is wide open. If you’d known, you would’ve been sure to shut it tight.

“No, thank you,” you grab the handle and slowly shift the door behind you.

“No problem,” he calls after you, “offer stands if you change your mind.”

You click the door shut gently and stay on the other side, listening for his footsteps. He lingers, a bit too long, and it’s only as he walks away that you go back to your bed. There’s something strange about him. Or maybe it’s just you.

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aplaceforyourhearttorest · 8 months ago

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Needy Little Fucking Thing 𓍼 James Hetfield (18+)

A hiccup of a moan bellows itself out of you as partially bare hips make undeviating contact with the backs of the top of your upper, reddening thighs, the balls and heels of your shoed feet raising from the ground as strong hands lift and push you even farther up on the wooden fixture in front of you.

You gasp for breath as your boyfriend huskily expels a shuttering exhale against the exposed skin on the nape of your neck, his front pressing flush against your backside as he sheathes his entire length inside of you. Sweat trickles down from the crown of your head and creates dormancy on the sides of your flushed temples, your kiss chapped lips gaping as you feel James' hot length pulsate and weep beads of translucent precum into the precipice of your soaked heat.

Your walls incessantly flutter around him, subconsciously milking him for all he's worth, as the beginning of his shoes shuffle forward and pause underneath yours to help stabilize your unnatural position. The muscles in your calves tremble as you force yourself to not grind back and attempt to bring him even closer and deeper inside you, your bare chest heaving and hovering over the haphazard and cluttered desk now beneath you. Goosebumps litter themselves over the expanse of your overheated skin, as you feel his upturned lips rake and caress themselves over the shell of your left earlobe.

"Couldn't even wait for me to find an actual bathroom, pulled me into the closest abandoned bedroom instead," James muses, the tone in his voice playful, yet strained. Music hovers around the small crevice of free space at the bottom of the room's doorway just a few feet away from you two, and you lower your eyes in mortified embarrassment. They soon enlarge, and overstimulated tears rest upon your waterline, as one of his large palms travel up to guide you to lie your entire top half down on the cold surface, and his hips finally begin to thrust again. "Needy little fucking thing."

"Needed you." You mewl, the sound stuttered and dilapidated as his cockhead rubs and confides itself against your sensitive and spongelike spot. Your nails dig into the polished wood as he slowly extracts his arousal-soaked dick out of you, before smoothly gliding his hardened inches back inside. The repetitive cacophony of drunken laughter and overplayed music, dulls down and becomes muted background noise as James' hands travel their way upward to encircle themselves around your wrists to hold them in place.

"Needed me so badly, you couldn't even wait for me to get home," He condescendingly croons, the desperate delivery of his lust driven plunges a juxtaposition to the faux confidence in his cadence. You choke around a watery gasp as your feel your orgasm quickly approaching, the heat in your abdomen starting to feel like a coiled and tightly knotted rope. James bends down to bear a bite on your shoulder, lolling out his tongue around a satisfied sounding grunt to satiate the delicious sting. Your waterline overfills, and dewy tracks of submerged fulfillment make their way down your blazing and splotched stained, red cheeks. "Tell me what you need, baby, and I'll give it to you."

"Need to cum, need to feel you cum inside me. Fill me up." You manage, your words slurring and nearly turning into one as each impaling movement of his cock brings you closer to the edge. Your boyfriend lets out a hum, and you force yourself to stay pliant and in place as he removes his upper half from mounting your back and his hands from around your wrists. Before you can even question him, a hand is being pressed against your lower stomach to lift you up, and a thick and calloused fingertip is roughly colliding with your swollen and pearling clit.

A wail bleeds out of you as he sweeps his digit across your drenched sex and merges your limbs with his, his once desperate thrusts turning into reckless abandon. A sopping wet sound reverberates in the confined space surrounding you two, and the sensation of his dampening briefs below his raising ballsack chafing itself against your already bruising skin, disappears and becomes null. You encircle your trembling and unsteady hands around his forearms as your feet dangle on either side of his own, the aglets of his bouncing shoelaces due to his thrusts tickling the sock covered skin of your ankles as you turn your head to look at him.

Blue turned black irises encase yours in a trance like stare, and you squeeze your legs together as you feel them seize and constrict, your eyes heavily lidding as you avidly watch his facial expression crumble into a look of engulfment. You chase forward, ignoring the tinge of pain in your neck from the movement, and shakily place your lips on top of his. You swallow and accept every divot of spit laded tongue he feeds you, the tips of your shoes connecting with his as your thighs bracket and tense with oversensitivity.

"Cum for me, sweetheart," James breathes, a strangled 'fuck, you're so tight' mangling its way out as your walls vice like grip his length and swallow him in, barely giving him enough leeway space to fuck himself back into you. Thick lines of mixed saliva keep you two together as you slowly part, the heady air in the centimeters between feeling overbearing and charged with fervor. "I can feel how close you are. Want you to make a mess all over me and help me clean it up after." Your eyes involuntarily clench shut with the vivid imagery of your shaking body being placed down on your still wobbly knees, and your future self opening her mouth wide enough to lick and suck his broad girth clean.

"I can cum?" You ask, your voice heightened and overly airy as you try to hold on, fighting your body's natural instinct to curl in on itself, as James spreads your slick folds apart and lightly pinches at your clit. Your eyes snap back open as his pinky carefully makes its way inside of your opening, right on top of and with his still pivoting dick, and curls it upward to relentlessly rub the pad of his finger against your abused g-spot. White spots brighten your vision in the already nearly pitch black room, and your lips open in a silent scream as you reach and barrel into your orgasm.

"That's it, baby. Fucking perfect," he praises, his expression turning gutted and euphoric, as your release instantaneously triggers his own. Gasps pitter and fret in the chilled air as you slowly come back to, and as James slowly continues to fuck his seed into and toward your spent pussy walls and coated cervix. You twist your head back forward and rest your head against your boyfriend's chest, contentment flooding through you at his next words. "Such a good girl, listening so well."

"Taking care of me so well." You eventually rebut, once you're able to find your voice and catch your breath. A reassuring kiss is placed onto each one of your shoulder blades before you're lowered back down on your feet, and you only loosen your hold on him once you feel stable enough to stand on your own.

James lets out a quiet hiss as he carefully removes himself from inside of you, and you disappointingly grimace as you feel and watch your guys' mixed releases slowly run down the long expanse of your still twitching thighs. James gently maneuvers you around to face him, and you can't help but smile at the fucked out and pleased look on his face, his eyes blown wide and glassy, as if he was high. Large and warm palms resurface on your hips and draw you back in easily, a shy spring of laughter being shared as you both nearly trip over each other's feet in haste to get closer.

Your boyfriend bends down to level with you and brings you into a kiss, a pout forming on your swollen lips as he pulls away too soon for your liking. "As much as I'd like to stand here and kiss you all night, the party's going to be ending soon, and you didn't keep up your end of the deal just yet, doll," you lightly hum and tilt your head back, your eyebrows raising and your grin matching his own as he finishes his sentence and airs out a gentle command.

"On your knees, baby. There's still a mess you need to clean up."

#metallica #james hetfield #james hetfield smut #james hetfield x reader #metallica smut #metallica x reader #metallica imagines

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billielolly · 2 months ago

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Sims 3 Build - Relaxation Retreat

A vibrant family home full of opportunities for fun and relaxation, with plenty of space for a budding gardener. 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, on a 30x40 lot.

Watch the speed build: https://youtu.be/-7bnRL8bAsA

Download here:

Patreon (free): https://www.patreon.com/posts/111265768/

Exchange:

Expansion packs:

Ambitions

Late Night ?

Generations

Pets

Supernatural

Seasons

University Life

Stuff packs:

None

Store content:

Stones Throw Greenhouse - Greenhouse Window, Greenhouse Roof Center

Custom content:

heaven - Neutral Slate Roof with White Trim

missyzim - Neoclassic Build Set (Tall Wide 2x1, Tall Wide 1 Tile, Counter High 1 Tile, Tall 1 Tile)

Cakenoodles - 13pumpkin Rustic Wood Floor

Angela - Aiden Buildset 3x1 Arch

Martassimsbook - MyCupOfCC Hot Tub

Onyxium - Jena Bathroom Accessories (Reed Diffuser, Soap Dispenser, Toilet Brush, Tooth Brushes)

Mutske - Toiletroom Aria Toilet Paperholder

Gosik - Kobe Bathroom Towels 2

Martassimsbook - cmdesigns Anemone Bathroom Set Candle

Martassimsbook - Ars-botanica Cup of Pansies

Martassimsbook - Cowbuild Dahlia and Delpinium Vases

Mutske - Plant Palm Large

sim_man123 - Emerson Ficus Tree

Martassimsbook - novvvas Planties pt3 (Ficus Lyrata V1, Ficus Elastica, Monstera Deliciosa)

Martassimsbook - Cowbuild My Home Set (Hanging Pothos Plant)

ATS3 - Kitchen Herbs (Basil)

ArtVitalex - Mayorka Ceiling Spot Lamp

johziii - Irene Lamp

NynaeveDesign - Lyne Curtains (Curtains 1x1 Left, Curtains 1x1 Right, Curtains 2x1, Curtains 3x1, Rod)

ArtVitalex - Kalkgrund Mirror

Onyxium - Gibsonton Bed

Martassimsbook - Lorelea Floral Paintings

ArtVitalex - April Kitchen

ArtVitalex - Glen Mirror

Angela - Michelle Bedroom Mirror

ArtVitalex - Hampton Dining Chair

sweetdevil - More Planters (Prickly Planter)

sweetdevil - More Planters Part 3 (Fancy Box Planter)

Wandering Sims - Wildflower Mix Pattern 4

missyzim - French Country Paintings (Country Floral Painting, French Country Paintings 3, Provencial Painting)

Mutske - Liatorp Palm in Basket

Angela - Simspiration Issue 01 Watering Can

ArtVitalex - Upland Bathroom Accessories (Toilet Brush, Soap Dispenser, Toothbrush and Paste)

Twinsimming - Single Serve Hammock

Crowkeeper - The Cryptic Triptych Paintings (Enchanted)

ArtVitalex - Rowlett Hallway Extra (Key Bowl, Umbrella Holder)

Julietsimscc - Dark Landscapes Artwork

ArtVitalex - Doyle Pen Holder

Lulu265 - Bedford Bedroom Wall Art

deeiutza - Cottage Reading Corner Books

Martassimsbook - Pinkboxdesign Kitchen Clutter Set Dishsoap

Martassimsbook - Syboulette Millennial Kitchen Fruit Basket

ATS3 - Ceramic Canisters

Dhalsims - EA Ceiling Smoke Alarm

ATS3 - Wall Rack IKEA Fintorp-like

ATS3 - Washing-up Wooden Dish Rack

Martassimsbook - Cowbuild 500 Patrons Gifts Notebooks

Kerrigan House Designs - Belle Epoque Vanity

Martassimsbook - novvvas Mid Century Modern Living Room Books 2

QoAct - Lina Cushion II

sim_man123 - Celea Lily Vase

ATS3 - School Notebooks

ATS3 - Parisian Bistro Chair 4

bioniczombie - Tom Berry Knife Block

Martassimsbook - Chicklet Modern Lenai Patio (Chair, Box Deco)

Martassimsbook - Marvell Breeze Collection Plant

PralineSims - Contemporary Carpet 22

PralineSims - Big Flokati III

PralineSims - Classic Carpet 3

(Optional) zoe22 - Flower Arranging Mod (Table Used)

#ts3 #ts3cc #s3cc #the sims 3 #simblr #ts3 build #sims 3 build #sims 3 house #ts3 house #sims 3

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kajda-sims · 9 months ago

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britechester — drake hall

a reconstruction of the drake hall, university housing in britechester — the neighborhood that comes with the sims 4 discover university! the build includes bedrooms, private bathrooms, kitchen, common spaces, study/library and other. there are also two variants! one with nondecorated bedrooms and the second, where i put clutter and tryed to make them more personal.

⚠ NO CC ⚠ don't forget to use bb.moveobjects on

including: four bedrooms (two of them are for one sim, second of them are for two sims), they comes with own bathroom with toilet and shower, public toilet, kitchen with dining space, common room with bar, chest table and other activities and there is also library/study space.

LINKS: download on patreon (always free) or find me on the gallery ID: TytotCZ, #kajdasims

T.O.U. don’t reupload this house, or do not redecorate or refurnish house and then upload

✨ more info and photos under cut! ✨

size: 30 × 20 living: 6 beds (four bedrooms), 5 toilets price: 304 467$

and more photos of bedrooms and spaces:

#sims 4 dorms #ts4 download #simblr #ts4 university #ts4 britechester #ts4 university housing #britechester #ts4 nocc #ts4 discover university #ts4 build download

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giuliabuilds · 1 year ago

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Hello everyone, Giuliabuilds here!

Here's another build using the brand new #HorseRanch EP: it's a winery inspired by Italy, built with no CC!

It’s built in the new world of Chestnut Ridge on a 64x64 lot, with everything you'd need for a couple of horses (but also cows, chickens, cats/dogs) + a wine cellar in the basement. It has 4 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms and plenty of space for a big family 💜

I’ve used no CC gallery art by: Katrindekleine, Cribea9, Cicosims, dbraydenmeyers, AliasLTS.

It’s CC free and all the packs I’ve used are listed down below + all the instructions to download it. I hope you’ll like it!

CHECK OUT THE SPEEDBUILD VIDEO AND TOUR ON MY CHANNEL!

Use the moveobjects cheat before placing the lot!

You can find this one on the gallery by searching my ID giuliabuilds ✨ (or by clicking here)

or:

DOWNLOAD GOOGLE DRIVE DOWNLOAD SFS

How to download:

Choose the mirror you prefer between SimFileShare and Google Drive (both ad-free).

Download the file and unzip it.

Place all the files in your Tray folder (…Documents\Electronic Arts\The Sims 4\Tray).

That’s it! Load your game and this lot will be in your library✨

It contains objects from:

Horse Ranch.

Growing Together.

High School Years.

Cottage Living.

Snowy Escape.

Eco Lifestyle.

Discover University.

Island Living.

Seasons.

Cats&Dogs.

City Living.

Get Together.

Get to Work.

Werewolves.

My Wedding Stories.

Dream Home Decorator.

Jungle Avdenture.

Parenthood.

Dine Out.

Spa Day.

Outdoor Retreat.

Paranormal Stuff.

Tiny Living.

Moschino.

Romantic Garden.

Perfect Patio.

Booknook Kit.

Greenhouse Haven Kit.

Bathroom Clutter Kit.

Everyday Clutter Kit.

Pastel Pop Kit.

Desert Luxe Kit.

Little Campers Kit.

Blooming Rooms Kit.

Free Holiday Pack.

@maxismatchccworld ❤

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magalhaessims · 9 months ago

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AGAVE APARTMENT - MAXIS-MATCH CC BUILD

I'm finally sharing an apartment! I chose to build in Oasis Springs and opted for the smallest lot available. There are three units in total, but I've only fully decorated one. I designed it with Johnny Zest in mind. Also, I really wanted to use these two new, coolest sets: Neighborly and Cheap&Chipped by @syboubou. I really loved all the items — especially the empty toilet paper roll; it's my new favorite! LOL.

Additionally, due to some glitches in my game following the For Rent patch, I've labeled this build as "Residential" to avoid any potential issues with saving files. If you encounter any problems, please don't hesitate to let me know! If you want to check out the construction progress, watch the YouTube video linked below.

NOT CC FREE

Lot Type: Residential | Rental

Size: 20x15

World: Oasis Springs

Enable bb.moveobjects before placing in your game!

📺 WATCH THE SPEED BUILD HERE ✨

Origin ID: MagalhaesSims (remember to enable custom content on!) DOWNLOAD

CC USED IN THIS BUILD:

NOTE: For convenience, some of the CC is included in the Download Folder. Please put it in your Mods Folder along with the CC linked below.

AwingedLlama: Nostalgia Living || Charly Pancakes: Chalk Kitchen (Clutter) | Munch | Soak | The Lighthouse || TheClutterCat: Busy Bee | Cozy Casita | Dandy Diary | Flower Power (Vinyl) | Hello Horse (Trophy) | Mellow Moods (Essential Oils Tray) || Felixandre: Colonial | Kyoto (Arch) | Soho || Harrie: Klean | Octave Collection | Shop The Look V2 | Spoons (Pizza Tray) | Stockholm || House Of Harlix: Baysic Bathroom | Baysic Set | Livin'Rum | The Kichen (Plant) | Tiny Twavellers (Wall) || KKB-MM: Citrus Room | My Heimish Hall || LittleDica: Delicato Living | Greasy Goods | Lava Lamp | Sleek Slumber || Max20: Classic Kitchen | Garden At Home | Master Bedroom | Poolside Lounge (Plant) || MyshunoSun: Gale Dining | Lottie Bedroom | Simmify | Sona Dining || Peacemaker-ic: Hinterland Kitchen (Honey Pot) | Hudson Bathroom (Towel Holder) | Tasteful Tots (Clutter) || Pierisim: Auntie Vera | Calderone Living | Coldbrew | Combles | David Apartment | Domaine Du Clos | MCM House Set | Oak House Set | Pantry Party | The Office | Tilable Kitchen | Unfold | Woodland Ranch || Simkoos: Clutter Dump || Sixam-CC: Art Studio | Cozy Family Livingroom | Home Improvement || SurelySims: Office Spaces (Clutter)

The CC Sets above are the main ones I used to decorate this specific building and you can find all the links to the creators’ sites on my Resource Page. However, if you can’t find something specific, you can send me a WCIF and I’ll try to help you find it!

My content will always be free and right away available to everyone, but if you want to, you can show your support through my Ko-Fi Page. Your donation will always be much appreciated!

Thank you for reblogging: @maxismatchccworld @mmoutfitters @mmfinds @s4realtor @coffee-houses-finds and everyone else for helping me boost this post!

#the sims 4 #ts4 maxis match #ts4 build #ts4 cc build #ts4 speed build #ts4 oasis springs #ts4 apartment #ts4 rental #ts4 for rent #build #download

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rheya28 · 1 year ago

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Sol School of Fashion ♥ The Sims 4: Build // CC

Sol School of Fashion "SOF" is a well known fashion studio/school located in Del Sol Valley. SOF is a space that encourages boldness, creativity, and innovation. Sims can have access to a café, photo studios, a classroom, a meeting room, a lounge, as well as a customizable runway with a backstage dressing room that consist of all the fashion necessities needed to produce a professional fashion show event.

➽ Speed Build Video

➽ Rheya's Notes:

♥ Hi guys, today I present to you SOL School of Fashion "SOF". This build/project is extremely special as I collaborated with the lovely and talented @farfallasims who kindly curated all the looks for the 2023 SOF Fashion Show Event Looks Curated by: @farfallasims [ Look Book Link ] 25:23

➽ Important Notes:

● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators ● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build

➽ Lot Details

Lot Name: Sol School of Fashion Lot type: Generic lot type or Cafe Lot size: 40x30 Location: Starlight Boulevard, Del Sol Valley

➽ Mods:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

Awingedllama : Boho Living, nostalgia living

Greenllama: The woodwind collection

Novvas: Holz Kitchen

Qicc: Sleep Hallway, Urban Bedroom

S-imagination: Nota

Sooky: Abstract framed posters -wooden frame

Sooky: Bon ton n1 ceiling lamp - Tall

Syboubou: Daguerre Reica Camera, Ballet mirror , fency

The Clutter Cat: Dandy Diary, Mellow moods

Aira : Artist in me

Anye: Zara Bathroom

ATS4: pot 4, pot 13, plant 16 Crafting room: dressform blouse, dressform male, dressform suit, folded fabrics, jar, paperstack, patterns, sewing machine

Harrie: Bafroom, brownstone, kichen

House of Harlix: Baysic, harluxe, brutalist, coastal, kwatei, octave, shop the look 2, spoons, Jardane, Livin Rum, Orjanic, tiny twavellers

Felix Andre: Berlin, Chateau, fayun, colonial, grove, kyoto, paris, shop the look

Brainstrip: my corner cc pack desk only

Charlypancakes: Munch, the lighthouse collection, miscellanea, modish, smol

Leori: Hipster loft

Illogical Sims: Home office

Kaiso: rustico living

Kate Emerald: Blissful baby Ottoman

Kiwisims4: Blockhouse hallway, Blockhouse Dining

Leaf Motif: Devon kitchen

Little Dica: Country side Cabin, Rise & Grind, sleek slumber

Madame Ria: Back to basics paint wall, Limber lumber

Madlen: Hiru misc set

Rusticsims: Mayaken, Modular life

Myls: Simple Clothes rack nordic

Mxims: LG

Myshunosun: Sol kitchen, Arrie Office, Gale dining, Lottie, Macaron kitchen, herbalist kitchen, tranquil bedroom

Peacemaker: Alesund, Hudson, Kitayama, Terra tiles horizontal/vertical, Vera Office

Pierisim: Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domain Du clos, MCM, Oak house, Tilable, unfold, Winter Garden

max20/maxsus: Poolside lounge pack

Sforzinda: Func EP02 Espressogrindomatic, espressoimpresso, cabin slats

sims4luxury: Mcgee&co Callhan rug

Sixam: Artz Living room, small spaces work from home, hotel bedroom, kessler kitchen, stylist wood livingroom, teen room

TaurusDesign: Eliza Bedroom, Elsa kids room

mycupofcc: Modernist

Tuds: 2ndWave, beam, cave, cross, wave

● DOWNLOAD Tray File and CC list: Patreon Page ● Origin ID: anrheya [previous name: applez] ● Twitter: Rheya28__ ● Tiktok: Rheya28__ ● Youtube: Rheya28__

#sims 4 #thesims4 #ts4 #sims #showusyourbuilds #sims 4 cc #thesims #sims 4 builds #ts4 build #builds #build

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emeritusemeritus · 10 months ago

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No Good Deeds [George Weasley x Reader]

Part 2

Part 1

Title: No Good Deeds. Part 2.

Pairing: {George Weasley x Reader} mentions of previous Fred Weasley x Reader.

Timeline: Set a few years after DH, loosely following Canon.

Summary: A few years after Fred’s death, the investors of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes demand changes to the name. All it would take is two years of a fake marriage to fix the issues, but no good deed goes unpunished.

Warnings: Fake marriage trope because we love the cliché. Mentions of death (Fred). Friends to lovers. Slow burn but mentions of kissing and eventual smut. Swearing. George calls us Angel. Drinking. Tags will be updated with each chapter.

The conversation you'd had with George Saturday night had seemed to iron out all the issues and anxious thoughts that came along with your agreement. You'd both decided to move in together immediately, so that it would really look as if you were dating and your engagement was planned to be announced the following week. Molly had sent an eerie but fortunately timed letter inviting George to a family dinner at the Burrow Friday and he had seen it as the perfect time to tell his family of your engagement, having sent a reply asking to bring you along. Molly's reply had been nearly instantaneous, or at least as quickly as Errol could get back, her reply a resounding yes, stating that you were more than welcome to join, as always.

George had insisted on buying you an engagement ring, though you'd initially denied his suggestion but he had argued that it was tradition and formality that would be suspicious if not followed, which you couldn't disagree with. You'd both gone ring shopping on Tuesday, which was George's regular day off from the shop and you had chosen a gorgeous, simple ring on your first official outing as a 'couple'. George had been more than generous and had offered to get you a much more intricate ring that had caught your eye, until you saw the price, but you quickly shot that down and chose a much cheaper ring that you liked just as much.

It was mutually agreed that George would move in with you rather than you joining him above the shop as he wouldn't need to move too many of his things across, still having access to them once he got to work in the morning. The real reason for the decision was never mentioned outright though you knew that both of you were thinking the same thing; though both of you had spare bedrooms, the now spare room at George's used to be Fred's room. You'd only been back up to the flat once since Fred's death to collect some of your belongings and knowing George, he had probably left everything exactly as it was with Fred's things still messily cluttering the room. He wouldn't want to change that and you certainly didn't want to either, and so the decision was made.

Your spare bedroom consisted of a wooden desk with your established work station and a spare wardrobe which were all able to be shifted around in preparation for George's move. You worked from home occasionally and couldn't really get rid of the desk but with a little re-jig you were able to set everything up in the rarely used dining room. Your clothes were easily condensed and you'd managed to free up the spare wardrobe for George to use. You'd gone halves on the price of a new bed and beside table for George, despite his insistent protest that it was for him so he should pay and they were due to be delivered today. Ron was watching over the shop all day so you and George could move his belongings across, not that Ron knew what was happening. You'd been up since the crack of dawn cleaning and preparing the place, ensuring everywhere was clean and organised, most notably George's now empty room, the bathroom and the open plan kitchen/ living room. You'd cleared out space in the refrigerator and had emptied a shelf in the bathroom cabinet for his things, trying your hardest to be welcoming and thoughtful. On your last trip to the supermarket you'd found yourself adding some of George's favourite muggle snacks to your trolley and had even nipped into the leaky cauldron one night after work to buy a couple bottles of Daisyroot Draught to keep in, which was his favourite alcoholic beverage.

After you were happy with the presentation of the flat, you quickly ran in the shower and freshened up before George arrived. He was apparating in with a trunk of his personal items but you'd already given him your spare key just incase as your floo fireplace was currently not working, something which he'd assured you he'd take a look at in the week.

A loud crack made you jump as you dressed in the bathroom, having cast a quick drying spell on your hair only moments earlier.

"George?" You called out as you fought to throw on your jumper, your arms still a little tacky from the shower which made the soft wool material cling to your skin and made it hard to dress.

"Honey, I'm home!" George calls back and you can hear the smirk in his voice without even needing to see his face. You laughed and checked your appearance quickly in the mirror before unlocking the door and walking to meet George who was stood a little nervously in the front room, the trunk by his feet.

"Ready for me roomie?" George smirks before adding, "place looks great."

"Thanks, I've cleared out the wardrobe for you and the beds coming later. There's room in the bathroom for your stuff, whatever you need." You said, pulling your jumper sleeve over your hands and fiddling with it nervously. The whole encounter was a little awkward, though you tried not to focus on it. You hadn't shared a space since Hogwarts, having chosen to live alone after the war. The only other person that frequented your home was Fred and that was a long time ago, so this would be a new adventure for you.

"Thanks," George smiles with a nod, "I don't have much stuff, most of it is still back in the flat, it's just the basics." You nod in understanding and move to the kitchen to get you both a drink.

He eventually takes himself off to his new room after a brief chat and you flutter about the kitchen feeling a little out of place, not really knowing what to do with yourself as he unpacks. It's ridiculous really, you'd been best friends since your first year and you were more than used to being around him, even having shared a bedroom together when you visited the Burrow but here you were, awkwardly pacing your own kitchen just because he was in the flat.

"Knock knock," you said, gently tapping the open door to his bedroom, watching him hanging up his shirt and placing it into the wardrobe. From what you could see, he had a handful of shirts all hung, a few suits, a pile of pyjamas and loungewear and a few books that were stacked on the windowsill.

"Hungry?" You ask, leaning against the door frame as he beckons you in with a smile.

"Starved," he replies, standing up again from crouching down into his trunk.

"Furniture's not coming till four, did you want to grab some lunch before the real work starts? There's a nice place at the end of the street," you say, really trying to sell the idea to him.

"Sounds perfect," he says eagerly, briefly pausing to turn back towards the wardrobe as he pulls off his sweater and places it onto one of the built in shelves. The T-shirt he's wearing underneath the sweater pulls up as he lifts the woolly material over his body and you can't help but stare as the smooth, muscular skin of his back is exposed to you briefly with the movement. He pulls down his thin grey T-shirt and turns, walking with a smile to join you. The moment replays in your mind as you turn away and retrieve your bag, seeing his muscular back on replay in your mind.

Immediately the awkward tension has disappeared and you walk to the little cafe in usual synchronisation, falling into conversation easily and laughing and joking your entire way through your early lunch, having seemed to break the ice so to speak. You both grabbed a coffee to go and stroller back to the flat linking arms, though George had gone one step further and reached for your hand, which you gave him without hesitation.

He unlocked the door with his key, magically holding onto the coffee cup at the same time with his large hand, never letting go of yours with his other and gestured for you to step through first with a dramatic bow. Your hand broke apart then and for a moment you lamented the warmth of his hand until a flashing green light on your phone alerted you to a voicemail.

"Hi this is a message for Mr G F Weasley, I'm afraid the furniture you ordered is unable to be delivered today due to a warehouse issue that we're currently working through. We will attempt to make delivery tomorrow morning between 8-10am, if this is inconvenient for you please call us to reschedule. Apologies once again."

"Well shit," he says, placing his cup on the coffee table and throwing himself down onto the sofa. "Guess I'm going back to the flat then," he says with a sigh, running his hands along his trousers, shoulders slumping at the change of plans.

"You could stay here," you offer, taking a seat beside him though your descent onto the sofa was much less dramatic. "We can order in or I'll nip out for some shopping and make us a nice dinner, watch a film or something, then you can be around for the delivery in the morning, I can cover for you at the shop for a few hours."

You look up and see George looking at you with an expression you couldn't exactly place but it was tender looking and he had the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"That sounds pretty good actually," he says, reaching for his coffee cup and taking a sip. "That's if you don't mind me crashing on your sofa."

"Our sofa now," you remark with a smirk, raising your coffee cup for him to 'cheers', which he does with a laugh. "You can have my bed if you want, I don't mind sleeping on the sofa for one night."

"Don't be stupid," he says, "I'm already invading your flat, I'm not taking your bed too."

"You're not invading!" You said quickly, "just saying that the sofa isn't the most comfortable, especially with your lanky legs," you laugh, taking a sip of coffee.

He leans over and nudges you playfully in the shoulder at your semi-insult as you both giggle.

"Lanky legs," he repeats, clicking his tongue as he looks up at you wickedly. "Not 'my gorgeous, exceptionally tall fiancé'," he says with a shake of his head, feigning disappointment. "I expected more."

"Well that was your first mistake," you joked and immediately squeal as he lunges for you, laying across you and squishing you in the process as he proceeds to lay directly across the couch, feet and ankles hanging off the edge, trying to prove a point.

"See, loads of room," he mocks and you simply laugh and roll your eyes, shoving him off.

You wheeze as he shifts to sit beside you again and he shoots you a mock glare as you pretend to gasp and draw breath after being crushed, making you sarcastically smile back at him.

"So what did you want for tea tonight?" You ask, "there's a shop just down the road if you want something specific, I don't mind cooking?" You guzzle the last of your coffee and stand up to place the paper cup into the recycling after rinsing bit, pausing to hold out your hand for George's empty cup on the way.

"Don't have a preference," George says with a shrug, "anything you want?"

"Could eat a Bolognese, not very impressive for your first night here though," you admit with a laugh, "and it definitely won't be up to your mum's standard of cooking, just to warn you now."

He chuckles and shakes his head, "trust me, the only time I've eaten well since moving out is when mum invites me back or when you used to send food back with Fred, otherwise it's mainly ready meals or toast."

The mention of his twin makes you pause, the realisation that you hadn't thought about him all day makes a figment of guilt rise up in you but you try to act neutral and fake a small laugh.

"We could always get a bottle of wine and fancy it up," George says with a smirk and you mirror his smirk right back, agreeing with the plan.

"It's a date Weasley."

"Agreed, future Weasley."

You both share a smile at George's words and once again you feel a little tingly at the mention of being a Weasley, George's wife, which made you want to roll your eyes at your own behaviour.

"Let me change, I'll come with you," he says, standing up from the sofa and walking towards his room, pushing the door but not closing it fully. Images of his naked back from earlier dance around in your mind as you look at the wooden door and you have to shake yourself to stop, forcing yourself to move and find your shopping bags.

"Ready?" George says, walking back into the living room, now wearing the jumper he'd been wearing this morning as he shoved his wallet into the back pocket of his trousers.

You nodded with a smile and grabbed your bags and keys as you gestured for him to go first.

You didn't expect him to take your hand as soon as you stepped out onto the street but it was a very welcome gesture that you happily accepted, feeling comforted by the simple act. You strolled in comfortable silence, enjoying the nice weather as you made your way to the little supermarket just around the corner, hands entwined as you tried to keep up with George's naturally large strides, your little legs having to take two steps for every one of his.

"Oh, um," George says as he attempts to pull a small trolley out from the stack, seeing that it was chained together. You smile and reach into your pocket for your keys, fiddling to grab the little silver coin that was clipped on and unlatched it, placing it into the slot and allowing the trolley to pull apart. "Wow, that's clever."

It was funny really to see George in a muggle situation, having never really seen it before. You knew Arthur's fascination with muggle artefacts and general way of life but you'd never considered that this might be George's first outing to a muggle supermarket, which made you smile. He made a sound of protest when you began taking control of the trolley and tapped your hand out of the way so that he could steer the trolley, a smirk tugging at his lips as you rolled your eyes.

"Did you want to pick up some snacks and things whilst we're here? I cleared a shelf out in the fridge for you," you said, walking into the produce aisle and picking up a punnet of strawberries that looked so delicious that they immediately went into the trolley.

"Yeah that's sounds good, lead the way my love," he smiles with a nod, looking around in wonder at the sheer variation of products.

You both worked in perfect synchronisation like you'd been doing it for years, an efficient assembly of George pushing the trolley and you gathering the things from your list, adding in anything he requested along the way. You acquired everything you needed for tea that night, picking up a nice bottle of wine to go with it as George had brilliantly suggested earlier and you'd even picked out a nice pudding from the chilled section for after.

"I think that's everything," you say, resting your hand on George's arm as you lean into the trolley to place the last item in, pausing briefly as you felt the muscles of his bicep under your fingers, able to feel them even through the thick jumper.

"Let's go, Angel," he says with a determined nod, using the name he'd sarcastically called you since your fourth year after a miscommunication, though he hadn't called it you as much since Fred's passing. His hand reached for yours and he somehow managed to push the trolley with surprising efficiency with only one hand as he kept yours entwined with his own once again.

"Y/n, hi!" You heard a voice call from behind you as you walked through the wine aisle towards the checkout area. You turned and beamed a smile at recognising Eloise Midgen who was walking over and giving you a little wave. You noticed she still had a slight limp that had no doubt been caused by her injuries during the battle but overall she looked well, though her nose was still slightly off centre.

"Hi! Oh George Weasley, hi!"

"Hi Eloise," George says with a nod, pushing the trolley off to the side so that it wouldn't block the aisle. With his movement, she immediately clocks your entwined hands and you can see her eyes widening at her discovery before she looks up at you both with a beaming smile. "You're together? Wow, I didn't know that! Then again it's been years."

Her words make you feel immediately conflicted, the whole encounter being the first time that someone from your lives had been exposed to your little performance, which was a little nerve wracking to say the least. Your first initial reaction was to shoot down her claims but that wasn't part of the plan and so you're thankful when George steps in, squeezing your hand just a little tighter.

"Yes and I'm a very lucky man," George says with a effortless charm and a winning smile, enough to convince her that his words were true. He pulls you into his side and snakes his arm around your waist as if to solidify his point, his smell and the soft material of his jumper surrounding you. "We've just moved in together actually."

"Well congratulations!" She says with a smile.

"What about you, how have you been?" You ask, trying to divert the conversation.

She tells you all about her travels working with magical creatures and you had to admit that it was interesting; she clearly enjoyed what she did and you were pleased for her.

"Anyway better be going, it was lovely to see you again Eloise," George says charmingly, though you have to side eye him slightly as you recognise an undertone to his voice that told you that he found it decidedly less lovely than he'd stated. "Let's go darling," he says towards you and you part ways with Eloise with a little wave before checking out and bagging up your groceries.

"Why was that terrifying?" You asked George with a little chuckle as you walked out of the shop. He'd immediately taken the bag out of your hand at the checkout and had shouldered your shopping bag before taking your hand in his once again as you walked home. It was becoming a regular occurrence now and you went along with it happily, no longer finding it strange.

"I know what you mean," he says with a smirk, turning briefly to you, "I suppose it's real now Eh?"

"Feels it," you say, sweeping your hair over your shoulder as you walk.

"Still good with everything?" He asks a little quieter, his thumb absently stroking your hand as you walk. You look up at him and smile, "of course, are you?"

He snorts in reply, "told you, I have the good end of the deal. So, one down, everyone else to go?"

You and George had worked in harmony as you prepared the meal for tonight. He'd poured you both a glass of wine as you cooked and he'd helped chop up some veg and had reached the pack of spaghetti from the top shelf which you had to admit, was a clear benefit of him moving in. You tried to push memories of Fred out of your mind, thinking of how he was a complete nuisance anytime you tried to cook, grabbing things and teasing you, eating scraps and 'taste testing' everything. It was always funny to you to see the differences in their personalities and to see George in such a domestic setting was surprisingly wholesome and comforting.

"I have something for you," George smirks as you finish the last bite if your meal, taking a sip of the delicious wine he'd chosen. You look at him with a questioning glance and watch as he reaches into his trouser pocket, pulling out a little black velvet box which could only be one thing.

"Miss y/l/n, would you do me the greatest honour of becoming my wife?" He asks dramatically, leaning across the table with his arm, the box open in his hand showing you the beautiful engagement ring he'd insisted upon buying you.

"Why yes Mr Weasley, I will gladly accept," you smile, reaching for the ring but he quickly swats your hand away and tuts at you, reaching into the box himself. He then grabs the ring in his long fingers and lifts your hand with his, sliding the ring onto your finger; a perfect fit.

You smile at each other with such emotion that you momentarily forget that the moment isn't real, that this isn't really a proposal nor a romantic meal between you both. You fight to keep your smile on your face though it's decidedly less authentic now as your happiness fades with your negative, or realistic, thoughts. George continues to look at you, still holding your newly adorned hand in his for a few moments before he coughs and breaks contact, slowly pulling his hand away from yours. You both reach for your glasses in perfect sync and take a large sip, trying to push down whatever had just happened.

"Dessert?" You ask, standing to clear the plates and take them over to the kitchen.

"Sounds great," George says, nodding his head as he stands, ignoring your protests for him to sit down and grabs both of your now empty glasses, refilling them with the last of the wine. You serve up the pudding you'd bought earlier and suddenly the candlelight, the wine and the ring on your finger are a little overwhelming but you push away those thoughts and just try to ignore your inner monologue and try to enjoy it for exactly what this was, two friends having a fun evening.

"Want to watch a movie or something?" You asked after all the food had been eaten and the plates had been cleared. Your eyes flicked to the clock on the wall and you frowned when you realised how late it had gotten.

"Actually I was going to turn in, but I can go back to my flat if you want your space? I don't want to push you out of your own living room," George says, pulling down the sleeves of his sweater.

"You're staying," you say firmly, eyebrow raised but with a hint of a smile and he laughs at your words, throwing himself down onto the sofa beside you, his arms wrapping across the back, his hand falling right beside your shoulder. "I'll go get you some blankets and things."

You walked into your bedroom and pulled off the warm comforter from the bottom of your bed and then walked to your wardrobe and pulled out a couple of spare pillows you had stored in the top from when Angelina used to stay over whilst she was on placement at St Mungos. You took them to George but didn't see him in the room and so you left them on the sofa in a neat pile, picking another blanket up from the little basket beside the fire, just incase it fell cold in the night.

When he walked back in, your mouth went a little dry at seeing him change into his pyjamas. Of course you'd seen him in his pyjamas numerous times over the years, at Hogwarts, at the Burrow and then a few times when you'd stayed at the flat with Fred and had run into George in the morning before you left but this was different, you'd never really looked before. He wore a long pair of flannel pyjamas that hung low on his hips and a plain black T-shirt that looked thin and comfortable and my god he looked good in them. You averted your eyes quickly so that he wouldn't catch on to you essentially gawping at him and you made your excuses quickly, pointing out the pile of pillows and blankets on the sofa.

"Hey," he says, grabbing your hand to make you look at him. He then pulls you into a hug and you're immediately surrounded by the comforting scent of him all around you, the T-shirt rubbing smoothly against your cheek just as soft as you expected. "Thank you, for everything."

"You're welcome Georgie," you say, placing your head onto his chest fully as you sink into the hug. "Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams Angel."

You walked into your bedroom and immediately got undressed into your pyjamas, wiping your face free from any makeup and brushing your hair before tying it into a high ponytail for sleep. You could hear George shifting on the sofa, no doubt trying to get his body to fit comfortably on the relatively small couch. You climbed into bed and pulled out your book, not quite feeling tired enough to sleep yet but wanting to relax for a little while and so you decided to read until your eyes got heavy and eventually closed.

"Angel," you heard a voice say faintly, though you thought at first that you'd imagined it. When the voice repeated itself, you knew that it wasn't a figment of your imagination, nor a dream and so your eyes began to open, adjusting slowly to the dark room as you made out the figure of someone stood beside you.

"Georgie?" You asked sleepily, your voice not fully working yet as you snuggled into the warm covers, ensuring you were covered.

"Yeah it's me," he says quietly, moving a little closer now, "any chance the offer for the bed is still open? That sofa is like trying to sleep on a Horntail's back." The words slowly sink in as you fight off sleep and after a few moments you realise what he's trying to ask.

"Sure, let me just grab my pillows," you say sleepily, fighting a yawn and moving to pull back the covers and climb out of bed to go sleep on the sofa until a gentle but firm hand on your shoulder stops you.

"You're not giving up your bed," he says, making you frown, "I'm climbing in."

You're too tired to protest or think rationally, feeling the bed shift beside you as George climbs in. He lets out a groan as he extends his long legs under the covers, no doubt having been folded up like a deckchair to fit onto the sofa.

"Is this okay with you?" He asks a minute later, suddenly unsure of himself.

"Sssh, Angel is sleeping," you say with your eyes closed, a smirk tugging at your lips which only widens when you hear and feel George laugh before shifting to get comfortable. You feel his hesitation as he lifts his arm, hovering over your torso but he never actually embraced you. Instead, his hand rests beside yours on your pillow and you feel his long fingers stroking your hand, his thumb catching against your engagement ring with each stroke. You don't speak again after that, both of you seeming to get comfortable almost straight away, sleep overtaking you immediately as George's scent and warmth surround you.

When the morning rolls around, you wake quickly, seeing the first rays of light creeping in through the curtains you'd forgotten to close and you try to twist your head to look at the clock beside your table when panic washes over you at feeling tied down to the bed. It takes a minute but you eventually come to realise that the weight you're feeling is George's arm fixed tightly around your waist as blurry memories from the night before begin to click into place as to how exactly George Weasley ended up snoring beside you. Before you could ruminate on your current predicament, you focused on your plan for the morning, not willing to think about how George's arm was wrapped tightly around you, his body radiating heat and comforting warmth. You didn't want to wake him if you could help it and so you began peeling yourself out of his arms delicately, taking your time so that you'd be quiet. You closed the door to your bedroom and walked over to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, yawning and stretching as you did, still trying to wake yourself up from your ridiculously deep sleep as you willed the kettle not to wake him.

You'd promised George that you would cover for him this morning as he waited for the furniture delivery and so you got ready for the day whilst drinking your tea, putting on some makeup before sneaking back into your bedroom to get some clothes. George was now sprawled almost diagonally across your bed, tangled in the duvet and emitting soft snores with every inhale. You took a moment to see his messy hair spiking in every direction and his large feet hanging off the side of the bed and couldn't help but smile as you closed the door quietly behind you, taking your clothes into the bathroom and quickly throwing them on. You normally made a coffee to take with you but you didn't want to risk waking him with the kettle by using it again and so you left him a note, grabbed your bag and walked to the little cafe on the corner where you'd got a coffee with George yesterday. Only when you reached for your coffee from the counter did you notice that you were still wearing your engagement ring, a small gasp slipping out as you noticed the beautiful gem glittering in the light. Ron would be in the shop today and you couldn't risk him seeing it, not yet at least and so you quickly move it onto your other hand and spin it around so that the gem is facing inwards, looking a little less obvious, or at least you hoped.

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