#prima prime x reader

[magicalbunbun]

Megatronus catch them alone in one room🙊

Past y/n prime

[starlaru]

I'm rewashing transformers one rn and something just crossed my mind

So we know how basically Sentinel killed all the other primes and enslaved the whole planet right?

And we all know primus is basically their planet he's in the core of it, and at almost the end of the movie when Orion was becoming Optimus prime, we saw how primus give Orion the matrix of leadership and all the other primes were there to (I'm assuming that they all were down there the whole time) and we all know again they were all killed by sentinel, so primus must basically know what sentinel did/is doing right?

And if we think about bit more deeply into that Primus basically let sentinel enslave the whole planet and did NOTHING about it, he knew (probably I mean I'm assuming he would know) that all the primes DIED because of sentinel, and assuming he also knew sentinel took half of everyone's cogs and made them miners or whatever else jobs there is, and he also knew sentinel was giving energon to the quintessons that all the miners and others WORKED HARD to mine and give to him,

(It is like 1 am rn and I'm so tired and I don't even know if what I'm saying is bs or if I'm onto something, I have more to say to this but I'm js so tired so I'll probably do it tomorrow in the morning(or at noon))

(Edit😿) Dec,1.2024

When I last made this I was lowkey so tired and was NOT thinking all that deeply about and that was the ONLY thing on my mind, no logic OR sense was in me at the time.

I read some of the comments tho and realized I was a dumbass🙏🏻 so um idk😖

[solar4seekstron]

Transformers One - Megatrons Family: Tf1!D-16/Megatron x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader/Yandere!Sentinel x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader: Sparkling

Part 2

Content: 16+, D-16 and reader are expecting. Sentinel lies about D and Orion dying. Sentinel holds reader captive until D returns but by then he’s a different person by then.

TW/Tags: possessiveness, wholesome movements, death, pregnant!reader, cutest little sparkling I’ve ever wrote for oh my god I love this family, Megatron is a soft baby daddy, he loves reader and his sparkling, Sentinel really just held reader captive over night after Ds “death”. I think that’s all.

Note: I decided Conjunx isn’t a thing in this fic in order for a certain plot point in the story to work so sorry no Conjunx in this fic like in most of my others.

You and D-16 have been together for a long time. When he became your sparkmate. Things only got better when you have him the news you're with sparkling. You both talked about this day. It was common for miners to have little spankings running around and to eventually start helping with finding energon for the city.

Though you like a few others didn’t want this for your child. D is the same. Even contemplating about possibly giving you a sparkling.

So when you gave him the news. He soon returned it with joy. He already knew he’ll not regret raising a lil mini him with you. He chuckled at the thought once he told you that. You smiled at him. Happy to see him in thought of having a little mini him running around.

To play and playfully beat up his uncle Orion. You’d feel your sparkling grow in your stomach. And boy. Were they a big baby.

”Come on Megatronus is a great name if a boy. Oh! And Solus if a girl! And Prima if nutural!”

”D we are not naming our sparkling after a Prime. Why not after your best friend Orion-“

”NO-“

”Ok-“You chuckled. Gently holding his cervos as you both chuckled. Eventually you both agreed on a name that D called. Tough and strong. You didn’t mind it as much.

You already saw some of their head pushing some metal forward. Then the same thing happening from the top of your waist where their legs are located.

D was pretty proud of how big his little sparkling inside you was getting. “Haha! Big bot just like their sire!”

He did brag for a few days until you would drag him away. Giving the others a break. Even Orion was pretty excited to be an uncle and would ask to feel the dents from the baby at times when D wasn’t around. You’d of course let him..

But D hated it when you had to stay in the mining rooms for a few months as it got harder for you to even move. You still looked normal as you only had a few metal parts sticking out from your stomach

When the day came for the Iacon race. You told D you would stay with the other spiked femmes and GN bots. D understood and give you a loving kiss. “Man I cant wait to have you all to myself again.”

Causing Orion to groan as D chuckled. “Yes you will…after a couple months once my body heals.”

You responded to mess with him and avenge poor Orion. Causing D to now groan and chuckle after. And so later that day he and Orion made their way to the race. After what seemed like 30 minutes. You’d then feel a surge of pressure at your pelvis.

Uh oh. The other bot looked at you as you look down.

Your water broke.

You were in Pain. D was at the race with no way of anyone reaching him easily from within the crowed.

You were immediately brought to the cit hospital. Luckily you were a mining bot so carrying you into a room was easier.

Senitnel, who was there after the race to come “congratulate” the two miners from the race. After dealing with the two and having Airachnid send Darkwing to “deal” with them.

As you were brought in and sat in the room. Sentinel who just happened to be there. Was looking at you. Intrigued by a femme so well kept as you are. But when one of the nurses said you were here to give birth….he was upset. But he wasn’t too worried.

In this world where they can give berth to a transformer. He made sure the poeple in medican. Having the privilege to help people. Knows to remove the cogs of a child. If their parent happens to be a miner.

As you waited. The sparkling finally calming down for a bit. As you waited you then heard a knock at your door. Walking in was Sentinel himself. He had his usual smile as he does when he speaks to the city through the hologram. You were surprised. And you couldn’t really sit up as he then spoke.

From there he stayed with you for some time until it came time for you to give birth.

”Ah always nice to see another bot coming in to give another life. How are we feeling today my dear?” He sat in one of the chairs. “And who is this….Lucky bot?”

”He’s one of our strongest miners sir. I’m lucky enough to have him as a Conjunx. His name is D-16.”…..Sentinel gulped. But chuckled to not raise suspicion. Ah yes we love it when our worker make time to create families just like the rest of us!”

You’d not as looked out the window. “Hopefully the others find him at the race and and tells him the wonderful news.”

You didn’t notice the cringe look on his face.

When he was about to speak suddenly you groaned. “Th- the baby! It’s coming!!!” You screamed as the doctors and nurses ran in. Sentinel was asked to leave as you were about to give birth. He walked out and saw Darkwing. Speaking low to him as the two looked at the door. Hearing you moan and groan.

”Are they dealt with?”

”Yes sir.” Sentinel smiled.

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During this D and Orion were sneaking on the train with B. D was of course against it. Not knowing still of your situation. He tells Orion how you must have at least a few days before birth but he should still be there with you. That’s until Orion finally convinces him to go. He already knows he’ll get an earful from you.

After you gave birth to your sparkling. The nurses took your sparkling to watch them up.

They were able to fix you up removing those visible outer dents from under your chest to down above your pelvis.

As you laid there the doctors made sure you were covered up . You were exhausted. Sentinel then gave a nurse an order to turn on the tv in order for you to hear the news by him.

After some time you were more awake. You looked at the TV and saw Sentinel speak.

As you listened, you are hit with the worst news as you saw clips of D-16 and Orion in the race…..D was dead..

You were crying as the nurses came in with your sparkling. Pretending to be unaware of the tv.

As you were able to sit up, you gently held you sparkling. She looked so much like her Sire….Having Ds color scheme. Most of his armor. Her chest and legs looking like yours.

Her helmet a mix of both of yours and Ds. She has your purple optics. And……she’s cogless…of course. But non the less….she’s beautuiful….perfect.

She looked up at you and opened her mouth, like she wanted to speak as she smiles at you…She has her Sires smile, little grin…You felt both pain but joy at the same time in your spark.

After some time as you gently rested your cervo on your sparklings chest.

Her gently grabbing your digit with her little cervos as she tried to bite at the tip of your digit. Her big purple optics staring up at you as a smile still formed at the corner of her dermas.

Tears slowly going down you optics as you stared down at her. Sentinel then walked in. Taking his seat once more and looked at you and your sparkling. You believe this is a high honor.

“So how’s the lil sparkling doin?”

He said in a cheery voice trying to seem like he cares as he looks at you instead of your sparkling. You spoke as your voice was dry and rough. But still almost the same.

”She’s wonderful. Strong and healthy…Just like her Sire.” She giggled as she keeps trying to eat at your digit.

“The nurses are coming with energon….I just. Don’t know what to do when I return to the mining quarters….Raising her without her Sire…”

You’d then feel Sentinel place a cervo on your shoulder as ou both can hear your sparkling babble.

“You know…giving your ‘sparkmate’ has proven miners can show that they can do more. Even without a cog! Why don’t you come to the tower. Live up the life you would’ve had with him. A better life for you and your sparkling. Of course you can visit your mining friends so you sparkling can be with other little miners as well.”

You looked at him. “Do you truly mean this Sentinel?”

”Of course my dear.” He cringed a bit and tried to think of what to do next to keep your guard down. “Uhh What’s her name.”

You’d gently smile at him as you tell him.

”Spiker”

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After some time you were living at the tower for the time being. Sentinel told you you two will go over how to help the miners.

After sometime you stared to wonder. Everytime he was with you, he’d just complement you and even flirt with you at times as you tried to spend your first day with your sparkling as much as you can.

At times you’d notice at the corner of your optics. At the door Sentinel was watching you…What is he up to?

A few hours before D would return unknown to you. You’re still grieving. Setting you sparkling in her crib to sleep as her little cervos held onto your digit until you pulled away.

As you walked to the door, Sentinel was there in the living room with his cervos behind his back. He’d then notice you walk out and he takes steps towards you with his usual smile. “Sentinel are we ready to finally speak about helping the miners.”

He chuckled. His cervo gently grabbing yours once he kneeled down as his brings it to his dermas and kissed the back of it.

“I’ve seen your track record. I must say I’m impressed.” He keeps your cervo close to his helm as he stares down at you. “Thank you Sentinel. So are we to speak here? Or in a meeting rooom with other surpior?”

He scoffed but then soon chuckles. “Yes we’ll get to that. But I also have..another position for you my dear.”

His helm leaning down closer to you.

”Seeing that your sparkmate is…deceased. You should give your sweet sparkling a new sire. No sparkling should grow with just one parent.”

You just stared up at him as you grow more confused. What is he saying?” Before you knew it you were pinned against the wall. His frame against yours.

”Sentinel what are you-“

”Shh shh. Don’t wish to wake up our sparkling now don’t you?” He grinned as his cervos set on your hips. You’d press your cervos against his chest as you spoke in a whisper.

”Sentinel I cant just..date a prime!” You were basically covered by him as his optics narrowed.

”Oh I wasn’t asking sweetspark…Don’t worry I’m sure we’ll get a cog from a bot that no one will remember. And for your sparkling as well….sadly the only down side will be you and your sparkling…will be completely……different.”

You only stared at him with wide optics. He’s then grin.

”Now be a good partner and spend some time with your Prime. Hm?”

He chuckled. His dermas on your neck cable as he places soft kisses as you turned your helm towards the door. The room your sparkling is at.

Primus. What have you done?

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You would stay in the large apartment in a tower belonging to Sentine and his closest guards. You’ve been there for almost an hour until you see Sentinels guards bring in unconscious bots. It seems they went into the meeting room of the tower. It was already morning.

Your sparkling was in your arms as she ate some energon. She would’ve started crying if you left her and is already wide awake. You made your way to the door and peaked through the door.

Your sparkling calm. She defiently takes it from you.

You’d see a bunch of bots on their knees as Sentinel spoke to a larger bot. And it seemed that their cervos were tied behind their back. You didn’t notice a now cogged D-16. You came from the door behind the many bots.

You thought maybe these bots could help you if you can help release them. Or maybe distract Sentinel and the guards enough for one of them to escape?

And so with your sparkling gently grabbing at your chest as she looks up at you. You walked out once he punches a grayish bot and kneeled before the bot. He seemed to have taken a sticker off the bot. Almost sounding familiar. The bot then yelled.

”He’s a greater then you’ll ever be!”

Sentinel puts the sticker back and starts engraving something on the bots chest. Causing you to run closer. The other bots there looking at you.

”Sentinel!” He stoppped once he heard you. “Y/N! Return to your room! Guards! Take her and the sparkling back.”

Your sparkling started crying as the guards got closer. She was reaching for te grey bot. When the bot seemed to slowly get up. He was almost on his side as he looked up and saw you.

“Y/N!”

His optics wide as he saw you and….His Sparkling!!! Spiker still crying as she reached out to him. Knowing her Sire.

You kept her close as the guards grabbed your arms. And one of them tries to take her in order to not hurt her when dragging you back. D then starts getting up.

Only for a guard to punch him forward as he only stared at you and Spiker.

“Protect Y/N and get them out of here!”

Out of now where a train came and hit Sentinel. The guards soon take you out of the tower. Taking you down the halls as one of them held your sparkling who didn’t stop crying.

You could not hear distruction and your sparklings cry’s. But out of nowhere a punch of seekers came and took care of the guards.

They told you they work for D-16 and as one of the femmes pick you up. Another bot was able to get your sparkling. He gently held the chikd and flew you two out fo the tower. Bringing you to a safe distance and join alongside a crowd.

Your sparkling reaching to you the while time in the bots arms. You and your sparkling in your arms stand for a good time as you watched D fight and kill Megatron.

You covered your sparkling optics after he dropped Optimus down into the planet.

After Optimus Primes and Megatrons battle. One of the seekers looked at you and picks you up. Taking with him as you all flew to the surface.

During your flying time two cogs appeared. Megatron below seeing this. The cogs go into your and your sparklings chest. Causing you two to change your alt mode in the seekers arms.

Once you all made your way to a safe spot of the surface at a mountain. The seeker let you down and leaves.

As everyone else stayed at one part of the mountain.

You and Spiker were a bit further away. As Megatron requested. Soon Megatron made his way to you. You calmed your sparkling who was trying to stop crying.

Megatron looked down at you and your sparkling. His now red optics almost soft and his face a mix of anger, sadness, worry, and almost uncertain. You looked at him as your sparkling reached up to him.

”You…were at his tower..”

”Megatron he kept me there against my will! He told me you died! He wouldn’t let me leave after going there. I believed he wanted me to help make the city better! I-I-I”

As you spoke he looked at his sparkling. She looked so much like him with small traits of you. She continued to stare at him with wide optics as she reached up at him with a smile and giggling.

”D- Megatron I didn’t know I thought you were dead. I thought you-“

He set his cervo on your waist as he leaned down. Now only being a few feet shorter then him. Being a few inches taller then Starscream.

”I..Undertsand. He lied to me too. He lied to all of us.”

His other cervo gently holding Spikers back as she stared up at him.

”But we know the truth now. And I will lead us to the future. A better on. For You. Our sparkling. Us. Everyone here for us to have a better home.”

His forhelm presses against yours as Spiker continues to reach up at him. Megatron then presses his dermas against yours. You both holding a passionate and soft kiss with each other as you both close your optics. When you both pulled apart Spiker let out a baby shout and moving her little arms.

Megatron chuckled and gently held her. taking her from your arms.

”And you my little sparkling shall be my heir. My when I saw those pushed dents on your carrier I didn’t expect you to be this much bigger. You gave her that name we agreed to?”

”Yes…her name is Spiker. She has a Strong personality.”

You joked as you watched him hold Spiker up. Her little cervos reaching for his face as he smiled up at her. He’d then bring her closer to his helm.

Letting her cervos gently grab at his chin and nose.

He kept a smile on his dermas as he notices she has his smile. Even having his laugh as she only looked at him with joy.

You with a smile on your face as well. He’d hold her with one arm as his other sets on your waist pulling you closer as he smiles down at you. You setting a cervo on Spikers lap and the other on Megatrons chest. Even Spiker had one of her little cervos on top of yours and her other reacher for Megatrons chin. You three really do look like a happy family.

From then on you and your sparkling stay by Megatrons side. A family to rule together. Even as things…slowly change.

I WISH i was reader right now like my god- I love this man so much and obviously for a big and strong dude of course he’d make big sparklings (Idea: Terry from Brooklyn nine-nine).

Reader just lucky her baby didn’t kill her lmao.

As always I hope you guys enjoy this and if you guys want me to post cute little Megatron family moments together. Like Megatron being a dad….and cockblocked occasionally. Please leave a comment of any ideas. I know y’all are thirsty for sparkling content and…other thing lol.

As always re post is appreciated and cant wait to see what requests you simps come up with next.

[lexluvswriting]

ꔫ L'autunno.

☆ Ch: 1 [next page]

-> Pairing: Eris x ballet dancer!fem!reader.

-> Content Warning/CW: x fem!reader (she/her), slow-burn, rivals to lovers, tinkle of angst on occasion, fluff, non-specified identity Summer Court!reader, regarding canon ACOTAR time: after defeat of Hybern. live, laugh, love 2 lesbian mothers!!

-> Trigger Warnings/TW: Eris Vanserra, mentions of racism, mentions of discrimination, mentions of forced removal from homes (cant think of the name rn), Beron Vanserra is a massive cunt.

W/C: 2.8k

╰┈➤ Lex's note: omg eris fic is here grahhh!!! the title for this comes from Vivaldi's Four Seasons Concerto album, which i do listen to while writing this, yes yes. Eris has is a massive dick, but i'd like to hope he's a massive dick for a reason that will (hopefully) be revealed better. Hopefully, reader holds him accountable & gives him a run for his money!! (you will). While reader is fem for this fic, there's no specified identity (except being from Summer Court). There are a few referrals to racism using the Courts of Prythian & the fae, so if this feels triggering or hurtful, please let me know if it feels like it's written badly/insincerely! i'm merely basing such references off of personal & researched experiences. TYSM for reading, please enjoy <3

A violin filled the studio, wafting around like a strong scent- hypnotic as you inhaled deeply, eyes shut to steel yourself and count in before your arms swung up and out, fingers and feet pointed within your ballet shoes as you began to dance. Careful, calculated steps sent you spinning around the room- the perfect prima of your time. A prime example for those who dream to even come close to your level.

In a room of fire, your movements were fluid. In a room of embers, you were a tidal wave. Your body poise and malleable as you stretched yourself alluringly to those who watched as you swayed for the sweet symphony of violins. Eyes watched you from a concealed viewing platform high above- russet spheres simmering with a flame of interest that was bound to end in a fiery mess.

“Her. I want her to perform for the Equinox.”

“She’s quite the star, isn’t she?” Your mentor nodded, eyes twinkling with pride, before he wore his favourite facade- an arrogant smirk on his lips as he inspected his manicured nails. Eris’ face was impassive, yet any trained, or similarly minded individual would see the need for greed in his russet eyes as he glared down at you, pupils flaring possessively.

“She’s my starlet, young Lord. I cannot let her perform without any… payment. She will be put through harsh training- stretching, extension of her muscles, and her diet will be limited- to ensure she is tamed and perfect for the Lord’s family. I know the Lady of Autumn thoroughly enjoys the…” He trailed off nervously as Eris held up a silencing hand, the young heir fixing him with a cold stare- despite the fire in his veins.

“Spare me. Your pocket will be stuffed accordingly. But I warn you,” With one hand he grabbed the collar of the weaker male’s shirt with a predatory grace,

 She must be perfect, or else we won’t have her, and the only old you’ll see is the Vanserra signet ring imprinted in your cheek.” His hand clenched accordingly, the Vanserra signet ring- the emblem of the Autumn Court banners carved in the pure gold, making Gustav still and nod compliantly. The heir dismissively waved for a servant to hand your instructor a list before storming out- ignoring your dancing figure.

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“Wrong! When we kick, our leg must come out-”

A cold hand clamped around your calf, another hand pushing just above your knee, the joint loose like a hinge. Your face was impassive- unmoving even as a small ‘pop’ echoed from somewhere in your knee. One of the junior dancers recoiled visibly, hiding her face behind her hands as a cluster of them watched you be used like a demonstration doll for your instructor.

“Stiff! Strong! Not flabby and weak. We are not caterpillars- we are butterflies. We are not brutish fires, we are?”

“Dancing flames.” The dancers replied in a drone of young feminine voices, with a few meek boys who looked like they were on the verge of clawing their eyes out. Gustav was being a right pain in the ass as always, but today he seemed more sharpened. Another lecture, another scolding, but it was always,

“For the better! I do this for your own good, my dears! When the Equinox arises and we are in front of your esteemed Lord, I know his lordship would enjoy seeing his dancers disciplined. Lean and poise. Controlled.”

The cold hand that held your leg squeezed once in warning- ‘I’m talking about you too’, before letting go, as your instructor sighed with a dismissive wave of his hand.

“That is why we dance the way we dance, and why I speak the way I do. Now leave me! And warm down appropriately or I will personally see to it that the muscles you take for granted will tear.” A curl of the lip in a low, warning snarl, before he waved with a sweeter disposition. 

“Adequate work today, my dears!” Footsteps echoed as the younger dancers left first, whispers filling the halls as they eagerly complained about their instructor. The older ones bid polite greetings of farewell as they followed, until you were the last to leave. The prima. Gus liked to call you the ‘Summer jewel in the Autumn box’.

“Ah, ah, ah! I mean it, my jewel. No going off and doing your own thing.” You pause. His voice carried a weariness of someone twice his age, before he covered it up with his usual airy arrogance, “The Lord will be hosting important families at this gathering. Something big is on the horizon and I know he will be watching you closely.”

Ah, yes. Kicking out all the non-fae and those who hail from other courts. The nationalist prick seemed to have no lost winks of sleep as he commanded his soldiers to haul families out in the night, dispatching them at random borders with no cares for the creatures that lurked with a taste for fae flesh.

“I’m aware, Gus. No sudden movements, no flashy shows of skill, Mother forbid I reveal I’m not some worthless foreigner with no talent.” You mocked mirthlessly, earning a sigh of defeat. 

“Wait a moment.” He roused, and the fingers that curled around your bag strap tightened slightly, your pointed ears twitching at the tone of his voice. But you slowly turned, a scowl on your unimpressed face as you nodded airly.

“You were selected personally to perform for the Vanserra family. Something about honouring the magic in the Autumn Court territory with dance and such.”

You paused, mind blanking, yet your demeanour remained even, “And you’re looking at me like that, why?”

He winced, knowing how keen you were to snap at any male- or anyone, really, who rubbed you up the wrong way.

“They left a list of… expectations. As in, mandatory requirements or they won’t let you perform. They expect you to be… um… Be polite, and uh, as he put it, ‘socially acceptable’. Speak in turn and only when spoken to-”

“He?” You snapped, visibly unimpressed and ready to pull out completely. What kind of prick-

“I don’t let you anywhere near me on a good day, Gustav. What in the Cauldron makes you think I’ll just-”

“They’re offering coffers of gold. The Equinox… well, after Amarantha… they need to regenerate the magic of the Autumn Court specifically, so they want to use the Equinox.”

You cringed at the mention of that sick tyrant, yet you weren’t going to just roll over and lie down because someone jingled a purse of gold. “What of the Spring Court and Calanmai?”

“I didn’t ask, because I know my place. And don’t start. I didn’t exactly feel like getting ripped a new one by the son of the Autumn Lord, [Y/N]-”

“Son? As in, Eris Vanserra? That oaf- that misogynistic, foul-mouthed, mentally decayed pig was here? And he spoke to you about me?” You snarled, lip curling back as you advanced forward slowly like a fox- a wolf, eyes narrowed.

“He’s offering coffers on behalf of his father, [Y/N]! Enough for you to be paid out well, and then some for the studio.” Damn right he put you first on the pay list, otherwise he wouldn’t have a damned head. Though, you personally couldn’t give a flying fuck about the Vanserra coffers. You wanted nothing of it, as tempting as it might have sounded.

“Get Nerissa to do it.”

“He wanted you-”

“I thought the family wanted me.”

“I… oh, fuck it- Fine! Eris came here alone! Came here alone, saw you, insisted on you with this list in mind and he said either you or no one at all.”

You or no one. You or nothing. You made a retch of disgust, laughing at the mental image. Who did he think he was? “Then I will snap my leg in half and shatter my bones into teeny tiny pieces for good measure.”

“[Y/N]-”

“I will swan dive off the nearest staircase.”

“No.”

“I’m not performing personally for a good-for-nothing family that are backwards in everything they do.” You reaffirmed, shaking your head, but Gustav stepped forward.

“[Y/N].”

“They singled out the non-Autumn Court dancer to perform for them. What powers do I possess to help the court that doesn’t even want us? A ‘summery breeze’? A ‘foreigner’s’ complexion? Absolutely not-”

“Please. We…” Silence, before a sigh. A sigh that made you glare silently. “I received a letter last night from the building owner. I’ve been falling behind on payments, and Beron’s financiers are… hungry- they see this old building and want to knock it down for something else. Something miserable and drab.”

You frowned, blinking at your instructor. Well, fuck. Your shared silence was long- his pleading, hopeful silence swirled like smoke with your prideful refusal, that melted like wax the longer it lingered.

“... Fine. But only because I enjoy this damned studio.”

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Your life was, what you thought at least, a mixed bag. You were brought up in an orphanage- housing mostly Autumn children, all who seemed to smell the ‘impostor’ blood in your bones, weeding you out as an odd one out. Your appearance led the governess of the orphanage to believe you hailed from the Summer Court- as did russet and teal muslin you were wrapped in. You repurposed the seemingly sentimental piece of fabric into a scarf- letting it rest around your neck currently, as you walked down the path of the bustling town.

You were lucky to be recognised for your artistic performative abilities, earning a grant to allow you to perform in the Autumn Court’s national dance academy, as well as live in one the apartments they provided. Two old ladies next door adopted you as their honorary daughter, and you were grateful for their familial company, even if there was no blood relation. One of them, Ordelia, even pushed you to study at the grand scholar’s library, using her former connections to grant you access to all the education you could need.

It wasn’t wonderful. But it could be worse. At least you were making it on your own, sort of.

“Afternoon little doe! Will you come for dinner? Delia-dearest made pumpkin and feta soup the way you like it!” ‘Madame’ Primrose, one of your makeshift mothers, waved to you from her balcony, and you offered a small wave.

“Not tonight, I’m afraid. I’m on a strict diet of greens and grains.” You pat your stomach with a sympathetic wince- greens and grains. Like a bloody farm animal. The silver haired fae seemed to nod sympathetically and wave a hand.

“You’re always welcome, dearie.” 

You stopped for a moment, looking at an old fae sitting on the corner of the little road, a vendor selling flowers. The sun was dipping behind the horizon, staining the sky pink amidst the grey from the overcast weather that settled. You smiled at the older male who offered you a bouquet of lavender stalks and crocus bulbs.

Pretty.

Your eyes widened slightly as you beheld the bouquet, cradling it against your arm while you fished out payment. As you dropped some coins into his hand, a scream made you both look to one of the older complexes, where a woman was pulled out by some Autumn Court guards with two wailing children behind her. Any passersby walked quicker, ducking their heads, and when you looked back at the old male you realised he had been watching you. He gave you a nod, as if you’d know what it meant, and you swallowed before walking past, your head lower than before.

Beauty was hard to come by in the Autumn court, no matter how colourful it looked.

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“Oh, it’s nasty business, it really is. My darling Ordelia was telling me how shameful he is- that Beron Vanserra. Nasty business. I remember his father- he wasn’t much better, but certainly more handsome.” You had succumbed to the dinner with your neighbour-mothers, though your portion of soup was smaller, as the sprouts and stalks you miserably chewed filled most of your stomach.

“You know, I could have married Beron.”

Your eyes widened, hand shooting up to cover your mouth as you didn't know whether to choke or chortle. “Primrose!” Ordelia huffed,

“I could have, you know! But I wasn’t interested in a man with no morals.” ‘Madame’ Primrose sighed wistfully, and you laughed softly behind your mouth while her wife rolled her eyes. While Ordelia had raven hair in a tight, disciplined bun, Primrose wore hers in a loose braid that cosied on her shoulder- her silver hair glistening in the gentle faelight of the small dining room you all sat in.

“You know, I hear that Lord Vanserra is looking for some pretty girls to match his sons. The heir will be attending the Equinox alone, can you believe it?” Primrose hummed, thriving off the gossip, but Ordelia watched you with a knowing stare- amused at the soft snort you let out.

“How fares the paper? Arwen mentioned that you were hitting some brilliant points. Politics might be your strong suit, should you grow tired of glamorous costumes and fast dances.” The Autumn-born female brought up your most recent studies, a ghost of a smile on her lips as she heard her wife scoff.

At a first glance, you used to wonder how they could possibly be mated. Ordelia, with her firm, reserved rigidness and disciplined personality, and Primrose- a Spring Court fae who was gossipy and eclectic, always buzzing with something to share. Ordelia was a former scholar for Beron’s family before she retired, while Primrose was the prima ballerina of her time, moving to Autumn in search of a grander role where she met her mate. Their love-story made you sigh a little every time you heard it, but you shook your head of distractions as you answered Ordelia.

“It’s um… definitely going. I feel a little foolish writing it but every time I hear about another family getting kicked out, I get even angrier, and determined to write more. Although… um, Gustav spoke to me about… performing a solo dance for the Vanserras. A part of the Equinox celebration-”

Primrose gaped at that, as if she had been asked to dance herself, “Oh, little dove! Well, what did you say? You worked for that position- I’ll tell you that for free! I can’t fit on my fingers the times I had to remedy your torn muscles. Did you say yes? Did you accept?” 

Ordelia nodded, taking a thoughtful sip of her soup before chuckling softly. “I would not be surprised if your radiance catches the heir’s eye. You’d be a different splash compared to the other dames he usually parades around on his arm. I think you’d certainly give him a run for his father’s money.”

“Ordelia dearest! What makes you think our little summer shell would even consider him?” Primrose voiced the disdain etched on your face, and you joked dryly, “I didn’t think you believed in fate and whatnot.” The Autumn female scoffed softly, shaking her head, “I don’t believe in fate, or destiny. I believe in the laws of attraction. You are everything his family lack, thus making you a match. Opposites attract.” You glanced at Primrose, and both of you made a childish noise of disgust as you shuddered, shaking your head as you finished off your meal.

“I’d rather have a kelpie as a bedside companion than Eris Vanserra.” You muttered, before taking all three plates to be cleaned. Laughter sounded softly behind you, and as you felt a small smile curl on your face, you abhorred the idea of being anywhere near the Lord of the Autumn Court and his family.

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After bidding your goodnights, you retired to your own apartment, basking happily in the moonlight that shone through the silent space. Peace and quiet. The best way to finish off a bleak day. Your calendar stared you in the face, the Equinox marked in an angry scribble of orange ink. ‘End of the week!!’

What a day. You rubbed your face, feeling a stirring in your stomach as you thought about the Autumn Court. You glanced at the daily paper slid under your door, seeing Eris’ face on the front page- his smug, arrogant, wicked, slightly crooked, unnecessarily charming grin staring you in the face, making your stomach tug. ‘Eugh. Imagine being fated to that beast?’ You’d rather eat glass.

You looked at the paper, baring your teeth at the male’s face before ripping it off and crumpling it up. A swift kick sent it across the small apartment, under your couch, and stayed there for a while as you grumbled softly. You got ready for bed eagerly, excited for the day to be over, only to reach under the small sofa it had rolled under and pick it up again, making a face at it before leaving it on the small table.

╰┈➤ Lex's note 2: i think that's all for now!! readers, pls let me know how we feel about this!!! (privately, in comments, on inbox, i don't mind)!! also in search for a beta reader [i draft everything on google docs, don't hurt me] (T-T)

[gaoau]

tria prima

salt, mercury, and sulfur to steal gold from the sun. body, mind, and spirit for a creation without a soul.

pairing — Albedo x gn!reader

01. mercury 02. salt 03. sulfur

"the three primes of which material substances are immediately composed."

[ originally written: 28/04/2023 ]

[prettyboykatsuki]

Lurking in ur askbox tn sorry but…… alpha nagi n omega reo x beta reader who doesn’t comprehend they’re being courted until they walk right into full-on synchronized rut/heat and are entirely overwhelmed 🫣

Also I simply have to insert them everywhere so: prime alpha gagamaru who’s so casual abt it that its simultaneously surprising but also he couldn’t possibly be anything else. Never pulls rank or commands or anything but he’s so big and bulky and feral u feel silly for thinking he could be anything else; prime fodder for an alpha x alpha relationship I feel. And beta Noel Noa who everyone v much assumes is an alpha and could def pull the most quintessential omega anyway but has always been drawn to other betas and couldn’t care less that the world thinks ur plain. In fact? Let them he’ll happily keep you all to himself.

i love when u lurk in my askbox pluvi.. kisses u one hundred thousand times.

i LOVE. the dynamic with all three. because it's so appealing but its especially appealing with those two because they already have a really clear dynamic. i like to think you know that they're a pair as is, so you don't think any of other their cycle lust will involve you. you plan it preemptively, to kind of be on the sidelines for that one sexual activity. you're very involved in the relationship otherwise, but you understand that alpha/omega cycle just have nothing to do with you. so you're prepared to be a supportive cheerleader.

but then you walk into the room one day, and both of their cycles are early and they're both pawing at each other. you go into emergency mode, but nagi doesn't even let you get past the door to leave again. you've never, ever seen him like that. not even during soccer. there's a commanding timbre in his voice that is definitely effecting reo, and you but in a different way. not controlled but shocked mostly kjfdjds.

you get roped between them so easily and it's so utterly intense and neither of them give you room for air. if nagi isn't busy getting you off, it's reo who's humping you so desperately you can't find it in yourself to leave. the only way to describe it as too much. despite having slept together all at once before it's nothing like you've ever felt and your beta body simply does not produce the adrenaline to keep up with it but you have too anyway....... it is such a sexy dynamic..... insane and sick.

PRIMA ALPHA GAGAMARU... you're so right. he's so nonchalant about it but not in the way nagi is where he's bothered. he's just really casually an alpha and very accepting about all of his processes and desires. it's a good pairing for alpha x alpha but esp for an alpha reader that finds it tiresome for that being at the forefront of what people consider in relationships... love that actually... he rlly works well with any type i think.

and also big agree at beta noel noa. whiteboy of the century. he is really just some guy he just pulls anyone naturally youre incredibly right about that. i also think beta x beta is good for him it feels most natural to him!! i can also seen an alpha woman but specifically and only that. he's neutral to everything else and dislikes alpha men jkdsfs

[i-fondued]

Ghost | Sinners in Secret - Chapter 16

Chapter Sixteen - The Kissing Incident

Pairing: Cardinal Copia x Reader/Sister of Sin x Papa “Terzo” Emeritus III

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Plot, smut, etc. See AO3 for full list of tags!

A/N: This one is a little more plot heavy as we start to close some doors and head towards some of the final chapters of this story which makes me sad even typing it out T^T

Full Chapter List - HERE

AO3 Link - HERE

“Amore, wake up…”

I felt the gentle press of lips on my bare shoulder, hands sliding down my forearms. I mumbled no and turned to bury my face deeper into my pillow. I felt a second set of hands on my waist, fingertips toying with the hem of my nightgown. 

“Tesoro…we’ll be late for breakfast.”

There was warmth enveloping me as someone curled around my back and slotted my ass against their hardening cock. That got me to stir slightly, eyes blinking as I peaked out from under my lashes. I smiled warmly as I was greeted to Copia’s heated gaze, his mismatched eyes filled with mirth and adoration as I tried to nuzzle back into his chest. He was sitting up slightly, head resting in his hand, and the blankets had pooled around his waist. 

His paints had been washed off at some point between when I passed out last night and when he woke me. He was backlit by the sunshine coming in the windows behind him, which caused me to squint slightly, and he looked like some sort of sinful God. I smiled brightly as he leaned down and pressed a warm, feather like kiss to my lips. His hand cupped my cheek before he pulled away slightly and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“Good morning to you too, boys.” I teased, looking back over my shoulder as Terzo chuckled behind me. His hands had gripped my hip as he tried to subtly rock against me, a small shiver running down my spine. “I could get used to waking up like this, you know…”

“Ah, Amore just wait till we are bound as one, si? The way the Cardinale and I will wake you…” He murmured darkly in my ear, voice low and grumbly from sleep, as he nipped at my ear. “Ti faremo arricciare le dita dei piedi e ti disfeccerai prima ancora di svegliarti, si?” We will make your toes curl and you come undone before you fully wake, si?

I gasped softly, eyes slipping closed, as I felt Terzo’s hand slip from my hip to between my thighs. His deft fingers gently caressing my clit as his free arm slid beneath me to cup my breasts through the silk of the nightgown. His thumb teasing my nipples to sensitive peaks as I shuttered against him. Copia smirked as he leaned closer, pressing soft open mouth kisses to my collarbones and chest. I could feel Terzo pulling up the nightgown before he slipped his cock between my thighs, rutting against me but not actually plunging inside me. I could feel the head of his cock brush against my clit with every push and pull of his hips and I whimpered, reaching to grip his wrist between my legs as he teased me. 

Copia’s hand wrapped around my throat softly, not putting any pressure as he took my other hand and guided me to wrap my fingers tightly around his cock. I locked eyes on him, his pupils dark with heat and lust as he tugged on the flimsy silk nightgown to gain access to my chest, I gasped as he trailed his tongue down my flushed collarbones and flicked the tip of his tongue against my harden nipples. My hand around his cock fought to keep a steady pace as Terzo whispered filthy things in my ear.

“You are such a good girl for us, Sorella.” Copia murmured against my breasts, his breath coming in pants as he began rocking his hips to thrust into my hand. I matched his rhythm, Terzo also teasing my cunt with his cock and fingers matching our movements. “Soon, we will mark you as ours..for everyone to see, our Prime Mover.”

“Mm, Copia .” I whimpered, his hand on my throat squeezing slightly as chills ran down my spine at the possessive look in his eyes.

“Amore,” Terzo groaned, nudging my legs apart with his knee so he could angle his hips to finally slide inside of me. I groaned, nails digging into his thigh as he rocked in and out of me. “Trascorreremo la nostra luna di miele aggrovigliati tra le lenzuola, prendendoci il nostro tempo per adorarti finché non crescerai con i nostri eredi.” We will spend our honeymoon tangled together between the sheets, taking our time to worship you till you grow round with our heirs.

I gasped, arching my back and grinding back against Terzo as he spoke, cunt clenching tightly against his thrusts. Copia’s hand slid from my throat to my jaw, holding my head steady as his eyes bore into mine. 

“Non distogliere lo sguardo da me, topolino. Voglio vedere i tuoi occhi quando Papa ti riempie del suo seme.” Do not look away from me, Topolino. I want to see your eyes when papa fills you with his seed. He growled, leaning close enough to let his lips brush against mine as he spoke. “Voglio vederti implorare per questo, sorella. Prega che papà ti vieni dentro.” I want to see you beg for it, Sister. Beg for Papa to come inside you.

I whimpered as Copia thrusted his hips into my fist and matched his pace to Terzo’s slow rocking. The man behind me was curled around my tense form, arms around my waist and hips as he clung to me, grunting with his efforts to control his rhythm. I was panting, chest heaving in gasping breaths, as my orgasm began to build behind my belly button. Terzo growled in my ear, licking and sucking at my neck as I cried out his name. I felt like the tension in my muscles of my stomach contracting as I fought to keep afloat in the pleasure while he was possessively fucking me. 

“Please, Terzo…” I groaned, head falling back before Copia could snatch my chin to lock his dark gaze on me. “I need you.”

“Mm, Si…you do, Bambina.” Terzo chuckled, starting to speed up in his thrusts as my breath hitched in my throat. “Ti piace la sensazione del mio cazzo dentro di te, sì?” You love the feeling of my cock inside you, yes?

Terzo punctuated his words with a snap of his hips, his cock striking against the deep spot inside me that made my toes curl and my eyes roll back. I moaned loudly, Copia chuckling as he nipped and sucked at my sensitive chest and collarbones, murmuring dirty and loving things into my skin. I was gasping between the feeling of their hands greedily grazing against my over sensitive flesh, nerves frayed and on fire at the sensation of their fingertips. Terzo took my leg and hiked it up towards my chest, arm locked around my thigh. 

Copia’s hips snapped as he fucked my hand and groaned into my skin. Hungrily, he sucked at nipples, my free hand coming to tangle in his hair as I tugged him to my lips. I moaned into his open mouth, gasping and practically delirious with the sensations. The pull behind my navel was tight, I knew I was right on the edge of coming undone and I gasped as Terzo snapped his hips particularly sharply and brushed against that sensitive spot inside me.

“Are you close, Sorella?” Copia purred, his hand coming to tenderly cup my cheek. I nodded my head and he clicked his tongue with a tut. “Use your words, Topolino.”

“Yes, Cardinal.” I moaned, eyes squeezing shut as Terzo rutted against me. His fingers teasing my clit. “I-I’m so close, Terzo please.”

“Please what, Tesoro?” He teased, grunting as he thrusted deep inside me and aimed right for the spot that made my eyes see stars. I gasped, arching back against him. 

“P-please come inside me…” I whimpered as Copia’s tongue curled around my nipple, shuttering as I fought to hold off my orgasm. 

“Now, Stelina.” Copia’s hand came to slip between the apex of my thighs, his fingers barely brushing against my dripping wet core, was all it took for me to be pushed over the edge. “Vieni per i tuoi compagni…” Come for your mates…

I cried out, toes curling as I felt myself fall apart in their arms. I was a shuddering mess, one hand tangled in Copia’s hair as he kissed my lips and swallowed my sounds. Terzo growled in my ear as his pace quickened, his thighs slapping against my ass as he pounded into me. I was rolling through my aftershocks as they took control of my pliant body, I felt like a rag doll as they took their pleasure from me. 

My heart was pounding as Terzo buried himself to the hilt inside me, biting down on my shoulder as he rocked into me gently. His cock twitched as he spilled himself inside me, pressing soft kisses to the back of my neck. Copia’s hand cupped my own and he pumped my fist a few more times before he too came undone, his cock twitching and pulsing as he spilled himself all over my thighs. His chest was heaving as he pressed small kisses to the back of my free hand and forehead.

“Bellissima, Topolinio.” He mumbled into my skin, a wry smile on his face as all three of us laid there, catching our breath.

“Si, Cardinale. I could not agree more.” Terzo chuckled as he rolled onto his back with a groan. “Now poor Sorella is filthy, I wonder what we should do.”

“Maybe we can test out that fancy shower in there.” I teased, sitting up suddenly to throw my legs over Copia’s hips as I slipped from the bed. I looked over my shoulder and I squealed as they chased after me into the bathroom; a hunter’s gleam in both their eyes.

…

“Swiss? Are you here?” I called, knocking on his door that had been left opened a crack. 

When Copia, Terzo and I had finally emerged from our room we were ravenous only to realize that we’d completely missed breakfast and that lunch was only an hour or so away. While Terzo and I wandered around the small ensuite kitchen, looking for anything we could nibble on, Copia had collected the mail by the main doors and had found a summons from Sister Imperator. 

Apparently she needed to meet with them before lunch…without me. I’d been suspicious, but they told me not to worry about it. Instead they had both given me a gentle kiss before heading down the hall. They both promised to meet me in the dining hall for lunch and I couldn’t help the small smile as Copia told me he’d save my spot for me. After they had left I decided I’d see if Swiss was still here, thinking maybe he was hungry. I could hear the shower running in the bathroom of the suite, the door shut. I padded over to the wooden door, knocking to grab his attention. 

“Swiss?”

“Y-yeah sunshine?!” I heard him call out, his voice muffled from the other side. My brow furrowed, concerned at the warble in his tone and listened to hear if he was okay or if he was hurt.

“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to come down to the dining hall with me, Papa and Cardinal Copia already headed out. Sister Imperator was looking to speak with them.” Almost barely audible, I heard a soft groan followed by a growl over the sounds of the thundering shower. Concern welled up in my chest, my hand coming to the doorknob as I paused. “Swiss? Are you okay?”

“Darlin’ I need you to give me five minutes okay? I’ll meet you in the living room.” Swiss growled and I couldn’t help the awkward giggle that slipped from my throat. 

“Oh! Okay, okay. I’ll be waiting, don’t take too long.” I called, sliping from his room to settle on the couch by the entrance. 

I started to read the book I’d put to the side earlier in the day and true to his word Swiss came sauntering out of his room dressed and ready for the day. Instead of the borrowed clothes he’d been wearing, Swiss was dressed like the other ghouls from back home at the Abbey. He wore a black button up dress shirt tucked into tight black trousers, held up by a pair of suspenders, a pair of black dress shoes with white spats, and his customary silver mask. 

“Finally, I’m starving.” I smiled, hauling myself off the couch and slipping on a pair of flats as he came to follow me out the door. 

“Worked up an appetite last night did you?” He teased, playfully shoving my shoulder as my cheeks flushed. 

“You didn’t hear us did you?” I asked sheepishly, looking to the ground as we walked down the halls bustling with activity. The Monastery was abuzz with planning and preparation for the upcoming rituals and ceremonies. “Oh my god, you totally did didn’t you!?”

“Sunshine…were connected, remember? I feel all your emotions. Good, bad, or horny ones.” Swiss laughed as all the color drained from my face. I stopped dead in my tracks, grabbing his hand and tugging him to the side of the hall.

“Are you telling me you could feel me having sex?” I whispered furiously, our eyes locked and I could tell he was smirking behind his mask.

“Not exactly but I did feel that your mates seemed to have made you very happy last night…and this morning.” He teased me, booping me on the nose before he tugged me along.

“Please let the ground swallow me whole.” I groaned, Swiss laughed before looking back at me as I caught up to him.

“It’s fine, Sister. If anything..my only complaint is that I’ve been rock hard since last night.” He teased and I almost choked on my own spit, sputtering at him while we headed into the dining hall for lunch.

“I hate you right now.” I murmured, Swiss giving me a sympathetic smile as he winked at me.

“Love you too, Darlin’...I’ll come find you later if you aren’t doing anything.” He teased before darting down the side to where the ghouls ate in the other room. Ghouls ate separately here due to their more…feral nature when it came to meals. 

I looked up at the head table as I kept my head held high, making sure to play the part of ascending Prime Mover. Copia and Terzo were locked in a fierce conversation, only pausing and smiling when I approached. I looked between them and crossed my arms, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

“What are you two up to?” I questioned as I sat in my seat on Terzo’s left, Veritas hadn’t joined us yet and I was hopeful that maybe he’d stay away. “You look like you’ve been caught red handed…”

“Nothing, Tesoro. We were discussing what Imperator had talked about with us before we came here.” Terzo smiled, hand resting on mine as our lunch was starting to be served. 

“Oh, what did she say? Is it anything I should be worried about?”

“Well…” Copia started, scratching at the back of his neck. He paused and looked over at Terzo with a pointed look. Terzo took that as his signal and sighed dramatically.

“Sister Imperator and Papa Nihil have decided we must observe the traditions of old, Amore.” 

“What does that mean for us?” I asked, brows furrowed as I tried to imagine some sort of dark blood ritual in some of the scrolls back home. 

“From now till the rituals start we are to sleep separately and refrain from…” Terzo made a vague thrusting motion with his hips and I couldn’t help but blush at the idea of Imperator and Nihil talking about what we got up to at night. “Do not fret, Amore. I made sure to make it clear that I will still be kissing you with wild abandonment, Cardinale too.”

“What is with people and our sex life today…” I grumbled as I started to pick at my lunch. 

“Who else asked about our sex life, Topolino?” Copia asked, face flashed with a possessiveness that shot a thrill down my spine.

“Swiss walked with me here, I forgot that he can feel what I’m feeling and um… apparently …we were very intense the last few times.” I blushed, looking away from the indulgent face Copia was making as I spoke. Terzo burst out laughing, loud enough to draw the attention of the few siblings in the tables closest to us.

“Mi dispiace, Amore,” Terzo threw his hands up in mock defense at my scathing scowl. “I had forgotten what it would be like for your multi ghoul while he adjusts to life on the mortal plane.”

“If I’d known how much it would affect him I wouldn’t have let you two devients talk me into the time this morning in the shower…” I hissed, cheeks flushed as I angrily picked at my salad course. Copia chuckled, his mismatched eyes heating up as he looked at me. 

“Ah, if only we were able to feel each other's emotions like that eh Papa?” Copia sighed, hand reaching out to sip the glass of wine he’d been given.

“Si, si Cardinale. Though I have a feeling none of us would ever get anything done.”

I laughed, cheeks practically on fire as I looked at the hungry gaze from my partners. I tried to squash the feeling of warm desire pooling in my belly but I could almost hear the groan from Swiss from the other room. 

“You two are the absolute worst you know?” I chided with no bite in the words as I nibbled at my meal. “Before you two, I was quite the pious sibling you know?”

“Sorella, I don’t believe for a moment that you were anything less.” Terzo teased me, hand settling high on my thigh. 

His fingers slipped against my inner thigh over my simple linen skirt and my legs parted under the tablecloth before I remembered myself and swatted his hand away.

“Keep your hands to yourself, you said it yourself. No more touching each other till the binding ceremony.” I sipped my own wine, winking at them as we continued our conversation from the night before. Happy to spend time in each other's company even if it was for something as simple as a meal.

...

Time felt like it passed faster in Italy compared to back home. 

When the first snow had fallen at the monastery, only a few days after Copia and I had made up, the siblings had gone abuzz with excitement over the idea of a winter solstice ceremony for Papa and his Prime Mover and her Companion. That was how they referred to us three, much to my distaste.

“It is alright, Topolino.” Copia had tried soothing me with a soft, endearing smile on his face as I huffed my way into our living room where he and Terzo were working on the black mass sermons together. “I am used to this sort of attitude from them, it does not bother me.”

“Well it bothers me!” I snapped, suddenly very angry. “Our relationship is just as important as Papa and I, not to mention you and Terzo’s relationship as well.”

“They do not understand what they do not acknowledge, Amore.” Terzo sighed, sitting back in his chair and running a hand through his messy hair to push it back from his face. 

“What do you mean?”

“Some would not like to publicly admit that while the idea of Papa sharing suo amante with il cardinale is perfectly fine, the idea of Papa sharing his bed with another man is…not as welcome as one would think here in the Monastery.”

“See, that just makes me more mad honestly.” I grumbled, standing with my arms crossed and pouting as I looked out the window at the snow on the ground. Siblings playing in the large drifts. “We’re the satanic church, we're supposed to be better than the Catholics or the Protestants…”

“Amore…” Copia started before Terzo shook his head. He opened his arms and gestured for me to come stand with him. I stood between his legs, leaning back against the desk.

“Does it bother you, Amore? That Copia and I are lovers too?” He asked, face serious for once, I could see Copia stiffen where he was standing out of the corner of my eye. 

“Of course not.” I watched the Cardinal breathe a sigh of relief.

“Then do not let the old guard and their outdated opinions sway yours, si? Together, the three of us, will rebuild this church in our image…”

“Fine…but I’m not gonna be happy about it till they all know that we are bound together, the three of us.”

“I think that can be arranged…” Copia chuckled, leaning over to press a soft kiss to my temple. Terzo’s hands settled on my waist before he pressed a kiss to my forehead. 

“As much as I adore you, Tesoro, I do need to finish this sermon.” Terzo teased, scooting me to the side to tuck into the desk. “All work and no play makes Papa a dull boy, si?”

“Yeah, yeah…I’ll see you both for dinner.” I chuckled, leaning to give them each a kiss on their cheek.Terzo’s hand gripped my hip as I moved to slide past him, his voice making me shiver as he tugged me almost in his lap.

“I cannot keep waiting for you, Amore…I miss your body…” He groaned, resting his forehead against my torso, daintily avoiding getting his paints on my shirt.

“Not that much longer now, you big baby…” I teased before stepping away from him, butterflies in my own stomach at the look in his eyes.

“Have fun, Stellina.” Copia chuckled, giving my ass a light smack as I passed him. 

I rolled my eyes and smiled at him before heading on my way to meet up with Imperator as we worked on the planning stage of the various events coming up. Heading down a few doors I knocked on Imperator’s door; after a moment the woman herself opened the door with a smile.

“Ah, Sister. Please come in!” She said brightly, stepping aside as I followed her in. “We have quite a bit to go through today, including a fitting appointment at some point…”

What had felt like an eternity away weeks ago slowly crept up on the calendar, we were in the final coordinating stages. The ceremonies and rituals started tomorrow. I was a bundle of nerves thinking about how important the next few days were going to be for not just myself but Terzo and Copia. It was actually a blessing that Imperator took charge of the planning because I was overwhelmed just looking at the charts and lists, let alone making decisions. At first I tried to coax Copia or Terzo for input or to help with decisions but Imperator had borderline shot them down telling me that I only had one day like this in my life and that I shouldn’t squander it. 

“There is no budget too large for this event, Sister. Go wild.” She laughed when we first started planning. 

So I did. I ordered what I wanted; chose the flowers and fabrics I loved, the food that made my mouth water the hardest, and the music that I wanted to listen to too. The appointment with the dressmakers had been the biggest shock of my life when I glanced at the invoice for the seven outfits I’d wear over five days; the number making me actually sick to my stomach. 

“All the dresses have arrived and are being unboxed and steamed as we speak.” Imperator clapped her hands excitedly, pulling me from my wandering mind. “Sister Caterina has been a large help with getting everything ready.”

“That’s very kind of her.” I said, trying to not grit my teeth. Sister Imperator was perceptive as always though, eyes filled with humor as she quirked an eyebrow at me.

“You don’t care for Sister Caterina do you, Sister?” She chuckled as she double checked a list for the caterer.

“I wouldn’t say that…” I lied, cheeks flushing as I went over some of my notes for the rituals I’d be participating in. “The interactions we’ve had haven’t always been pleasant.”

“Even after the council meeting?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I sighed, thinking back over the last few weeks. 

For the most part since the night he’d drunk too much wine and cornered me, Veritas had been keeping to himself. I’d maybe see him at meals but even then he’d sit at a whole other end of the table than me and not look in my direction once. Both Copia and Terzo had been wary of his lack of inserting himself in the situation but I was just been grateful he’d backed off of me. Sister Caterina on the other hand? She had taken her brother’s place as a thorn in my side. 

She just was lurking in the corner of every interaction, every moment, every meal that I had with Terzo outside of our suites. Always just off to the side, speaking with another member of senior clergy or even catching up with one of Terzo’s brothers. She’d smile warmly whenever it was obvious she was staring at Terzo and I, but it never quite reached her eyes. There was something odd about the siblings and how they were acting towards my companions and I; something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. 

Imperator’s heavy sigh brought me back to the present as she moved to jot some notes in her leather binder before walking over to the phone on her desk. 

“Hello? Yes, can you please send a ghoul here with a tea service for two? Thank you.” She ordered before turning to face me with a small wistful smile, gesturing to the sofas by the fireplace. “Sit, Sister. Please.”

“Of course, Imperator.” I said, my mind reeling. 

Sister Imperator never said please. Was this a sign I was going to be told this was all a joke and to get my ass back on a plane to the United States? Or was she going to tell me I was on candid camera and we’d all have a good laugh about the Sister who thought she just might be important enough to be a Prime Mover. At some point during my doom spiral, tea had arrived and Sister Imperator took the time to pour me a cup. I took the warm porcelain in my hands with an expression that was somewhere between a smile and a grimace. 

“Sister…” Imperator started, seemingly lost for words which only increased my panic. “Do you know much about the romantic past of either Papa or Cardinal Copia?”

“O-only what they’ve told me, or what I’ve heard about from other siblings.” I blushed, thinking back to the many years of listening to other sisters gush over Terzo and his attentiveness that I’d only now been able to experience. “Why do you ask?”

“It’s not quite my story to tell but I do feel as we get closer to your rituals that I must fill you in, at least partly.” She sighed, sipping her tea and looking to the fireplace. “Sister Caterina had submitted a request to be a Prime Mover a few years back, before you’d officially even joined us at the Abbey.”

“Oh.” was all I said. It wasn’t exactly a surprise, I’d had my suspicions, but it was another to be told to my face. 

“She and Papa had been on and off for so many years, they’d known each other since they were children after all. But Terzo had assumed he’d never find his true Prime Mover, just like Secondo, so they had submitted to the council and waited to find out their approval.”

“Did they get it?” I asked, my voice wavering slightly as my throat tightened.

“No they did not,” Imperator smiled sadly, placing a hand on my leg that I couldn’t help but bounce. “Nobody knows exactly why they didn’t; when I tried to look into it the records were sealed…”

“Ah.” I let out the breath I didn’t know I had been holding, a slight tint of pink to my cheeks. “So…when did they break up officially?”

“It wasn’t long after that, Papa blamed the distance mainly when he told Nihil and I. He didn’t want to move the Emeritus seat of power to Italy here, Caterina didn’t want to leave her brother behind to come to the states. At least that's what I was told. I think it also had more to do with Copia getting the clergy seat over Cardinal Veritas.”

“Why would you say that, Sister Imperator?”

“There was murmurs among the Clergy at the time that Veritas had lost his temper when Copia had been selected to take Terzo’s place. I think that Veritas’ reaction and the falling out between him and Papa must have pressed even more strain between Caterina and Papa. Secondo was still Papa but he’d already told us he was looking to step down, that he was getting too old for the Ghost Project. Papa had been notified he needed to return to the Abbey, to prepare to ascend within the year. One of those preparations was to select the next head of the clergy; Papa had made the right call picking Copia over Veritas.” She paused to sip her tea again, expression thoughtful. “It wasn’t long after that that you showed up on our doorstep, claiming that you felt a tug towards us. Little did we know…” She teased and I laughed.

“You know, I wasn’t lying about that tugging feeling. It had always been there, I just didn’t understand what it was trying to tell me.”

“Thank Lucifer for that, Sister.” Imperator smiled. “Between you and I, your relationship with Papa and Cardinal Copia is far superior to anyone they had before. I’ve never seen someone be able to handle those two in the way that you do, they seem more at peace than they have in a long time. I have to thank you for that.”

“I’m just happy they’re happy, Sister.” I shrugged, draining the rest of the cup of tea before gently placing it back on the sofa table in front of me. “I…I’ve grown very fond of them, especially over the last few weeks here at the Monastery.”

“Sister…you know I know everything that goes on in the Abbey, yes?”

“O-of course Sister Imperator.”

“I know that you and Cardinal Copia have been…an item for much longer than you and Papa.” 

“I don-” I started, face inflamed as I tried to think of a way to get out of this conversation.

“You and Copia have the subtlety of a horde of ghouls on a full moon.” She laughed as I squirmed under her sharp gaze. “I think most of the senior library staff had found you two in between the stacks at least twice.”

I was praying to Lucifer to put me out of my misery now.

…

“Do you want a snack Sunshine? I’m starving!” Swiss groaned as he flopped backwards onto my bed. 

I was sitting in the wingback chair by the fireplace in our master suite, dressed in my normal silk nightgown with a black silk robe over it. Curled up with a book, I’d been reading over previous symbolic Prime Movers; information that seemed sparse since the only thing I’d been able to find was that the actual title and accession would not be given to the person binding to Papa if they weren’t selected by Lucifer. My conversation with Imperator peaked my curiosity on how it worked when the person was not chosen and how that would affect their bonds. 

“No, I think I’m okay.” I yawned, stretching lazily before standing up. “It's going to be a long few days, I think I’ll end up going to bed shortly.”

“I’ll be as quiet as I can when I get back okay?” He smiled, winking at me before he vanished into an inky black pool he’d conjured beneath him.

Swiss had been given the task of guarding me. 

Partly symbolic as part of the lead up to my ascension, as my personally bound ghoul, but also guarding me from my companions and their never ending lust. I knew it was one of the cardinal sins of our church, but sweet satanas did they clearly have a favorite sin. Terzo especially seemed put out by the lack of intimacy between us, practically pouting every morning when we went to breakfast. I’d always give him a kiss, a short and sweet one before he’d lighten back up. We’d eat together the three of us, soaking in each other’s company, before we’d end up going our separate ways to work on our to-do lists. Everyone in the Emeritus clan, including Copia and I, had been busy with the various tasks we’d been assigned to get things ready for the next few days worth of events and rituals. 

Primo and I had worked together to go through the booklets of flowers and floral decoration ideas, selecting the flowers and greenery that would bring us luck and fertility in our nuptials. I spent the better part of two weeks with Primo on the binding ritual flowers alone, that hadn’t even included the five other rituals. Eventually we settled on a general color palette and theme for the flowers; Primo had been pleased as punch to use his knowledge of flowers and rituals to tie everything together in one perfect little black bow. 

Secondo, true to his word, guided me through each ritual that I’d be expected to perform at and what I should expect from them. This was all mainly during my fitting appointments in the beginning but once we’d finished the fittings he had taken me down to the enormous chapel where we would be having our ceremonies. He walked with me during the day; sometimes in the open air gardens, other times we’d just walk the halls. Secondo was a fantastic teacher even if he came off abrasive in the beginning. I’d been working with him to memorize my role in the Prime Mover ritual especially, as it was the last one and required my participation heavily. 

Finally, almost a month after our arrival to Italy, tomorrow was the start of the rituals. It was the start of the right step towards my future. I was giddy with excitement but also terrified of failure, with so many people expected to be in attendance and eyes on me I couldn’t help but feel like there was a large microscope on me. I looked at my bed, empty and huge when it was just me, and I couldn’t help the longing pull for my companions. In a few days they'd be my husbands, something that made my face heat up and subconsciously bite my lip. A gentle knock pulled me from my thoughts, I curled my legs under me as I called out. 

“Come in!”

“Ah, Topolino. You are still awake…” I smiled brightly as Copia slipped into the bedroom, dressed in his red cassock. He wasn’t wearing his biretta or gloves and he’d unbuttoned the red overcoat, looking more like a romance character than Cardinal. “It is so late. We have quite the day ahead of us, Amore. You should get some sleep, si?”

“I’m too excited.” I laughed sheepishly as he perched on the arm of the chair, arm resting over the top. “So much time and planning has gone into this, it's impressive. I’m just ready to have you and Terzo back honestly…”

“We miss you too, Stelina.” He smiled softly, hand reaching out to cup my jaw. I couldn’t help the small shiver that ran down my spine as his mismatched eyes locked on mine. “Disperatamente…”

“Copia…” I whispered as my heartbeat slowly creeped up, watching his eyes travel from my face to my lips and to my body that was barely covered in the silk nightgown. “We can’t…”

“Ti piacerebbe vivere deliziosamente, Sorella?” Would you like to live deliciously, Sister? He murmured against my lips as he tilted my head by my chin, my breath sharp as my pulse spiked. “Ti piacerebbe vivere nel peccato?” Would you like to live in sin?

“Cop-” I didn’t even get to finish my sentence before he pressed his lips to mine, hungry and with a growl. 

I whimpered in the kiss, heat instantly filling my belly as my forgotten book fell to the floor. I felt him slide from the arm of the chair to kneel in front of me on the floor, his arms slipping around my waist to tug me down to the floor with him. I gasped as he helped me bracket his strong, thick thighs as we kissed. My lips parted, gasping in a breath before his tongue slipped in between my lips to coax a moan as he teased my tongue with his own. Our breath mingled as we kissed, panting and gripping the other like we were lost at sea and only the other body was what would anchor us. I felt his hand grip my hips tight as the other was on the small of my back, tightly pressing me against him as I trembled in his lap. Wearing nothing but a silk nightgown I felt exposed and I flushed just thinking about the idea of someone catching us like this.

“Fuck. Copia…” I groaned, rolling my hips on instinct as he bucked up against my core. “W-we shouldn’t…”

“I need you, Amore…mi sei mancato terribilmente.” He mumbled against my lips, forehead resting against mine as he spoke. “What is a little sin to the Satanic Church, no?”

I couldn’t help but giggle but the sound morphed into a breathy sort of whimper as his hand slipped up my side to cup my breast, his thumb brushing against my pebbled nipple under the silk. He chuckled, leaning in to kiss me fiercely again. As he started to tug the hem of my long nightgown there was the low rumble of a familiar growl. I felt Copia’s hands pause on my bare inner thigh, breaking off our kiss to look over his shoulder. 

“You need to ask Sorella if she is okay with you watching us, Multi Ghoul.” Copia’s voice was thick with desire as he smirked at the angry ghoul. “Though if memory serves me, I believe she is into that sort of thing…”

“You must leave, your Eminence. I apologize.” Swiss’ tail flicked back and forth, broadcasting his irritation. Copia, ever the brat teaser when he wanted to be, smiled devilishly. 

“And if I do not?”

“Then I will make you.” Swiss snapped, sharp teeth on display as he bared his fangs at Copia and hissed. 

“Swiss!” I cried, standing up from Copia’s lap with my hands on my hips.

“No fucking.” He hissed at me, arms crossing and leaving no room for discussion. 

“I wasn’t going to-!” I tried to come up with an excuse before he cut me off with a flick of his tail.

“Sunshine…I can feel your lust from halfway across the world.” Swiss laughed snarkily, throwing his hands in the air. “I had a hard on in the ghoul quarters, not exactly subtle…”

I blushed bright red, covering my face with my hands as Copia laughed as he stood up. He took one of my hands away from my face. He gave me a wry smile before kissing my knuckles.

“Mi dispiace, Amore…” He sighed, tugging me with him as we moved to the door to our quarters. “Only a few more days of waiting, si?”

“Y-yes, Copia.” I stuttered, blushing as he kissed my wrist softly. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Ti amo, Amore.” He purred before slipping out of the door. I could hear him speaking with Terzo in the hallway. 

“Non è giusto! Non sono nemmeno riuscito a darle la buonanotte perché non puoi seguire le regole…” That's not fair! I didn't even get to say goodnight to her because you can't follow the rules… Terzo whined, I had to hold back my laughter as I pictured him stomping his foot and crossing his arms like a toddler. 

“Avresti dovuto essere più veloce di me allora, moccioso.” You should have been faster than me then, brat . Copia teased. “Abbastanza presto non dovremo aspettare e potremo lavorare insieme per saltarle addosso quando meno se lo aspetta.” Soon enough we won't have to wait and can work together to pounce her when she least expects it.

“Lucifer aiuta quel demone quando siamo legati insieme, eh Cardinale?” Lucifer help that ghoul when we are bound together, eh Cardinal? Terzo laughed, his voice moving away from the door as they walked back towards the guest rooms of the suite. 

“Di questo passo dovremmo solo pensare di includerlo nel nostro letto ogni notte…” At this rate we should just plan to include him in our bed every night… Copia sighed before chuckling slightly.

“Non sentirai lamentele da parte mia.” You won't hear any complaints from me.

“Certo che no, demone coglione.” Of course not, you ghoul fucker.

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It's You

A/N this is part two but part one is here

MASTERLIST

Pairings: Henry Cavill x reader

Word count: 1,638

Warnings: Smut also this is my first time writing smut so ahhh

Summary: You and Henry are finally single do you have a shot?

From the outside, this house looks lavish. It has been built with wood covered in render and has white pine wooden decorations. Tall, squared windows allow enough light to enter the home and have been added to the house in a mostly asymmetric way. The Autumn breeze had scooped a last lake of leaves around the grand front door. Still scooped in Henry’s arms, you nuzzled closer to protect you from the sharp air. As you were carried down the small concrete path, Henry reluctantly let your small frame back on the ground to retrieve a clump of assorted keys.

From the inside, the vast entryway was silent before a bounding bear attacked your shaking knees. Grinning widely, you bent down to pat his fluffy belly. Behind you, Henry admired the new sight before him as he slowly removed a jet black leather jacket. Placing the jacket on the coat hooks to his right, Henry drop his keys on the sideboard. The sudden clink made you jump to stand up straight much to Henry’s disappointment. Swiftly, moving to greet his pal, Henry amused the energetic Akita with hasty cuddles.

“Now Kal, I need to borrow your friend and I’ll get her back to you later” Henry cooed to the bear as he guided him into the living room. Now residing behind Henry, you started to fumble with the hem of your skater skirt. Suddenly panicking, you remembered how press follow you everywhere as well as Henry which meant they could be outside now. Swinging around to face the door, your soft trembling turned into shaking.

Pulling you out of thought, Henry snaked his arms around you from behind and brought his mouth teasingly to your ear. The warm breath sent shivers to your core. You feel safe yet completely exposed at the same time. Bitting your lip gently, your body falls into the deep musk of the burly man. All insecurities flow out of your body like a wave of relief.

“Henry, I… I think I’ve.. urm” your fear of relationships after your ex had only worsened but you needed this. He could tell you had reservations about commencing a relationship more than friends as it could risk all you’d built together. Relinquishing you from his grasp, Henry swirled you around like an eloquent ice skater.

“We can talk and I’ll fix you some breakfast or coffee,” Henry spoke softly while lifting your chin. Fixating on his warm honey eyes, you tried to nod but his warm hand restricted the movement of your chin. He chuckled softly before heading across the vast hallway to a neatly kept kitchen. Being the perfect house guest, you slipped off your dainty ballerina pumps. Carefully and cautiously, you feet followed the ghost of henry’s movements. Along the way you smiled as you spotted his discarded timberland boots.

Allured by the sweet sent of freshly ground coffee, you realised that he must have anticipated that you’d agree to come home with him. He knew how your mind worked and it drove you crazy. Like a mouse you creeped up behind the work of god. Unfortunately, you were caught by a smirking Henry rest beside two freshly made coffees. Mercilessly, the muscular adonis ravished your neck with sweet pecks.

“I need to sa- mmmm” melting into the sensual act, your words were swapped with delightful whimpers. The sweet noise halted as Henry loomed over your clavicle; gracefully, his eager hand was stroking small circles to the small of your back.

“I think that I have feelings for you… urm like not friends…like more int-“ pausing when the graze of Henry’s voluptuous lips were just within reach, your mind was racing- burning like the soft spot that sat between you legs.

“Think or know?” His husky tone sparked an exquisite roaring flame in the depths of your womb. To build up your courage, you pressed your foreheads together like a mating lioness.

“I know… and I need you,” Henry growls in at your answer like a prima mate. Desperately, the husky animal ambushed your pillow lips as your bodies yearn for each other. You hum as his hands pull your body to cling to him. Gasping softly as he sucks on your bottom lip, you moth gapes open allowing a perfect passage for Henry’s wandering tongue. God why did you wait so long? His talented lips steal dirty whimper which distracts your senses from the wandering hand which slips beneath your knitted top. Carefully, exploring the roundness of your perky breasts, Henry growled at meeting your erect nipples. His member grew painful hard. You’d both waited a long time.

“Bed!” You mewled. Of which he hastily complied as he rushed you up the hard oak staircase. With each step of the stairs, you felt the overwhelming bulge of Henry’s desire. Colliding with the closed door, your kissed grew desperate as Henry forcefully broke open the door. This man. The hard tent in his pants jerked into your clothed core. Frantically, Henry threw you on to the quilted four-post bed. When you get back to this moment again, your sure he’ll utilise all four posts. Sensually, Henry hovers over your lower half as he slips down the suede skater skirt. You breath hitches as his warm breath attacks your exposed upper thighs.

Trailing up to your apex, Henry litters you with butterfly kisses while using his soft claws to kneed your breasts. Impatient and aroused, you discard your knitted top and comfy bra. Grinning mischievously, Henry parts your soaked panties and dips the tip of his tongue into the river of arousal between your lower lips. While you moan for him, he plunged deeper to draw out his name from your lips.

Momentarily, Henry removes his experienced tongue to free your tilt from the constraints of your soaking knickers. Rip. The dark lace broke under the needy hands of the roused man but it didn't bother you in the slightest. You needed to replace the overwhelming pleasure that was once captivating your entrance. Henry watched greedily as you slipped you hand down to the dripping folds and dipped your fingers into the searing heat. A growl released as your whimpering grew stronger with self-pleasure but it was nothing compared to the sensation Henry made you feel. Sinking his own fingers into your arousal, Henry added much-needed friction to your aching mound.

“Ahhhh Hennnnry just mmhmm make love to me” you desperately cried out. Harshly, Henry whipped your fingers from your vagina. If anyone would make you come undone then it would be him and only him. Vigorously, the thick fingers were snapping in and out of the pool of arousal making you edge closer to your apex. Determined and ravenous, Henry continued to piston his digits as he drew himself up the bed to capture your face in a hungry attack. You used this new position to drift your hand over his clothed cock. Gasping slightly, Henry allowed you access to delve into his perfect mouth. Smirking softly, you revelled in the sweet taste of your core which had invaded Henry's mouth. Curling inside you, the skilled fingers knocked you off the edge.

“I'm...” you tried to communicate but your orgasm ripped through you like a hurricane which Henry took advantage of as he's tongue won dominance in your mouth. Drawing out your release, Henry slowed his relentless fingers as your warm juices trickled down his thick fingers. Pulling away slowly, lips barely touching, Henry looked down to admire the mess you'd created because of him. Gently, his digits were removed from your swollen mound and placed in his mouth to taste his triumph. You took this moment to plan you strategy for attack.

“So sweet and hot, imagine that all over my length. I'm going to stuff you so full you can feel me through next week. You-” even though Henry's words made your core tingle in the second run of excitement, you cut him off.

“Make love to me” Henry did not need to be told again. Stripping to show all, Henry made sharp and efficient work of discarding every article of clothing left on the two of you. He leaned in and pressed his pillow lips against yours as he shifted his hands to your back; guiding you under his godly frame, Henry clutched your body against his. With urgency, the Adonis drove his tongue between your lips and plunged it into your mouth which earned a soft moan from your occupied mouth. A playful glint arose from your eye as your wandering hand circulated his pulsing member.

A small gasp rendered from your lips due to the hunger emitted from Henry's attack on your lips. You emulated this with light pressure and slow(ish) strokes of his length. Slowly building speed, you heard a low growl emulating from Henry. Drifting, Henry's hands resume their position to massage your breasts as his hips buck into your faster strokes. Breaking away for air, Henry rested his head at your neck leaving small sensual nips in his wake.

“I need to feel your walls around me, ” his breathy growl tickles your ear in delight. As you already use the pill, you moved immediately to place yourself in a prime position. Removing your hand, Henry guided his extremely hard length to tease you slick entrance. Bucking your hips, you couldn't handle the overwhelming sensation.

“Are you sure?” Henry questioned again as he stared deeply into you eyes. His honey orbs melted your heart. Placing you hands on his cheeks, you pushed a delicious kiss onto his plump lips.

“Yes, ” Pulling away, you looked deep into the eyes of each other as Henry dipped his penis into the pool of pleasure. Both moaning simultaneously, you moved like a finely tuned orchestra- in perfect harmony with one another. This was heaven.

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Title: License to Science (And Kill) - Licenza Scientifica (E di Uccidere).

Genre: Thriller / Adventure / Action / Romance / Humor.

Fandom: Shingeki No Kyojin/Attack On Titan.

Characters: Hange Zoe/Hanji Zoe x Levi Ackerman.

Rating: T.

Author: just_quintessentially_me @just-quintessentially-me

Translator: justquintessentiallymeita  Annabeth_Granger1 Efp @justanothershippingcan

Original language: English.

Translation in Italian. A Secret Agent AU/Spy Thriller AU.

Original Fic: Here

Translated fic: Efp  AO3

Original chapter: Here

Translated chapter: Efp AO3

I’m angry with myself, but I couldn’t help it. Finally, a year and four months after the first translated chapter, here I am. What kept me from translating are the exact same problems that I introduced some time ago with one of my posts. Health, life, family, school and such. This year was very tiring to me. Beautiful in some way, but tiring. HOWEVER, here I am, as I said. I will not promise you to update soon, but for sure not after another year. Because you, readers, the amazing writer of this fic, @just-quintessentially-me, and even I, deserve better. Now I’m done with my rant. I already published yesterday the chapters on Efp and AO3 (and I’m not totally used to the last one I mentioned, so it’s better to use Efp or Tumblr to read my translation), but it was late and I waited for today to publish it here. Enjoy the chapter, everyone!

                                           Capitolo 2

                                                Originale

                                                 --☢☢☢--

just_quintessentially_me è un'autrice straniera e a scrivere questo post è la persona che traduce le sue storie con il consenso dell'autrice originale. La storia originale quindi appartiene a lei mentre i personaggi ad Hajime Isayama. Come ben sapete l’inglese ha delle strutture diverse dall’italiano quindi la traduzione non è letterale, anche se cercherò di rimanere il più fedele possibile al testo. Sono solo una traduttrice amatoriale e se qualcosa non vi convince, ditemelo pure. Buona lettura.

                                                  --☢☢☢--

«Ci sono domande?»

Il raccoglitore si capovolse, chiuso. Lei alzò lo sguardo in attesa.

Levi era seduto di fronte a lei. A parer suo, dopo aver sopportato la sua spiegazione di tre ore sulla TITAN, l’uomo sembrava solo leggermente annoiato. Quando lei si era esercitata davanti ai suoi gatti, Sawney e Bean, si erano addormentati entrambi nel giro di cinque minuti. Tuttavia quello potrebbe essere effettivamente successo perché loro erano, per l’appunto, dei gatti.

Con una gamba accavallata sull’altra e il mento sostenuto dal suo pugno, lui sbatté le palpebre.

Lei provò di nuovo a chiederglielo. «Levi? Hai capito tutto?»

Muovendo le spalle, Levi si raddrizzò sul suo sedile. «Sì.»

«Perché non hai detto niente?»

«Non avevo alcuna domanda.»

«Normalmente non lavori con un collega, vero?» disse Hanji, infilando il fascicolo troppo pieno nella sua borsa.

«Questa è la tua prima missione sul campo?»

Levi stava completamente ignorando la domanda, allora. Tuttavia lei suppose che la risposta fosse “no”.

Levi era stato nell’agenzia quasi quanto lei. Non che Hanji lo tenesse esattamente sotto controllo, ma non aveva mai neanche sentito che lui avesse lavorato con qualcun altro. Infatti, guardando anche solo il suo abbigliamento, ovvero, pantaloni attillati, una stirata e abbottonata camicia bianca, con una giacca scura e brillanti scarpe, si capiva che come agente lui fosse efficiente, attraente, e che i suoi metodi fossero raffinati. Sul campo, completava una missione dopo l’altra – non importava la difficoltà – senza fallire.

Lui non lavorava spesso con altri colleghi, lei immaginò, perché non ce n’erano tanti che potevano stargli dietro.

«Quattrocchi. Ho chiesto, è la prima volta che lavori sul campo?»

«Non hai risposto alla mia domanda, per cui io non rispondo alla tua.» alzò le spalle lei, schietta.

Inclinando la testa, Levi sospirò. «Di solito no.»

«Come pensavo.»

«Allora perché-»

«No, non penso di essere mai stata sul campo.» Poi si fermò, riflettendo. Salvo che lei considerasse… «Be’, c’è stata quella volta in cui pensavano che un gruppo di terroristi stesse accumulando delle armi nelle fogne. Io sono scesa per prendere dei campioni di-»

«No.»

Lei sorrise, appoggiandosi sul suo sedile. «Mi sa proprio di no, allora. Dovrai mostrarmi i trucchi del mestiere!»

«Non c’è nessun trucco da rivelare. O sai che cavolo stai facendo, o non lo sai.»

Se il suo sguardo piatto era un’indicazione, lei sapeva bene a quale categoria tra le due Hanji appartenesse.

«Meno male che imparo alla svelta.»

Scuotendo la testa, lui guardò fuori dal finestrino. «Gli agenti che non sanno cosa fare sul campo, muoiono sul campo.» Si fermò, mentre guardava il mare di nuvole sotto di loro. Quando prese di nuovo parola, parlò più a se stesso che a lei. «A che diavolo stava pensando Erwin.»

«Stava pensando che in questa missione ti servissi.»

Girandosi dall’altra parte del finestrino, il suo sguardo incontrò quello di Hanji. Questa volta, non contestò.

Perché era vero.

Erwin aveva la rara ma funzionale abilità di separare la logica dalle emozioni. Lei non dubitava che lui avesse considerato sia la sua inesperienza sul campo sia il pericolo a cui ciò esponeva entrambi. Ma l’aveva mandata con lui comunque. Per il semplice fatto che il suo essere lì rendesse più probabile il successo della missione.

Levi conosceva Erwin tanto quanto lei. Sicuramente lui l’aveva capito.

Levi incrociò nuovamente le gambe con un sospiro. «Quando saremo fuori, solo per una volta, fa’ come ti dico.»

Lei lo rassicurò con un sorriso. «Certo.»

Lui non lo ricambiò.

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L’aereo s’inclinò per atterrare quando il sole sorgeva all’orizzonte. Hanji guardava con le palpebre pesanti come le nuvole si dividevano e come la città di Belgrado, che si espandeva alla sola vista, si apriva sotto di loro. La città, un affollato insieme di quartieri e torreggianti paesaggi urbani, sembrava un dipinto fatto con gli acquarelli; il sole che sorgeva l’aveva bagnata nelle vibranti tonalità del rosa e del giallo.

Mentre lei guardava, con la testa appoggiata al finestrino, gli edifici s’ingrandivano e poteva vedere le prime macchine, mentre strascicavano come delle formiche attraverso gli edifici squadrati. Era la prima volta che vedeva Belgrado, a dire il vero, quella era assolutamente la prima volta che metteva piede nella parte di territorio dell’ex Jugoslavia. Viaggiare non era un privilegio che il suo lavoro poteva permettersi.

Prima di atterrare e prima che lei si affrettasse in giro per l’aeroporto con una borsa in spalla e una valigia a rotelle che trascinava dietro di lei, era riuscita a liberarsi dell’iniziale mal d’aereo. Era stata obbligata a farlo: Levi era pronto a lasciarla indietro.

Lei stette sulle punte dei piedi, sforzandosi di tener d’occhio l’uomo più basso. Oppresso solo dal compatto borsone, lui si muoveva senza sforzo tra la folla.

Quando finalmente era riuscita a raggiungerlo, la sua oscillante borsa colpì la spalla di Levi. Lei cominciò ad ansimare. «Santo cielo, Levi. Ti muovi come un velocissimo scoiattolo.»

Levi roteò gli occhi verso di lei. «Non riesci a starmi dietro perché hai portato troppo schifo. Ti avevo detto di viaggiare leggera.»

Come aveva fatto lui. Ma be’ – che cosa significava leggera? Era un termine così relativo. «Ah, ma come si fa a scegliere cosa prendere? Fuori in una regione straniera, a rubare dei codici di lancio – non si può capire cosa potrebbe tornare utile!»

Lui sibilò, guardando per una volta da entrambi i lati. «Non puoi dire cagate del genere all’interno di un aeroporto.»

Giusto. Lei abbassò la voce fino a farla diventare un bisbiglio. «Inoltre, io e Moblit abbiamo trascorso le ultime settimane a perfezionare dei nuovi gadget. Dovevo portarli con me.»

Mentre parlava, loro camminarono attraverso alle porte scorrevoli. Il marciapiede fuori era pieno di persone di fretta. Malgrado la folla, Hanji stese le mani, prendendosi un momento per respirare in quell’aria frizzante.

«Ciao, Belgrado!»

Un pesante uomo si fece strada accanto a lei, mentre Hanji si accigliò alle sue spalle quando questo passò.    

Levi guardò dietro di lui. «Mi ero dimenticato di quanto tu faccia schifo a essere discreta.»  

«Non siamo tutte fighe spie che vanno in giro per il mondo. È la prima volta che sono qui. Non posso farci nulla! Sono eccitata!» Lei allungò poi il collo, cercando di dare un’occhiata alla città.

«Andiamo.» Mentre lui affrontava la folla, parlò alle sue spalle. «Il quartier generale ha ordinato una macchina?»

«Ho fatto sì che il mio team si occupasse appositamente della nostra sistemazione.»

L’ultima parte della folla si diradò rivelando un lucente, brillante veicolo che aspettava ostentatamente sul marciapiede.

Levi si fermò subito dopo. «Quella è… una Ferrari?»

Lei sorrise. «Ho detto a Nifa di darci una macchina veloce. Nel caso ci sia un inseguimento ad alta velocità o simili.»

Lui sembrava esaurito. «Uno, sai che gli inseguimenti ad alta velocità ci sono solo nei film, vero? E due, il tuo team ci ha dato la macchina meno adatta fra tutte quando si lavora sotto copertura.»

Lei mosse la mano con sprezzo mentre apriva il portabagagli. «Questa è l’Europa. Tutti guidano belle macchine.»

Lui guardò visibilmente una sporca Volkswagen che aveva scelto quell’esatto momento per passare.

Dopo aver lasciato cadere la borsa nel portabagagli, lui girò intorno alla macchina con veloci falcate. «Guido io.»

Dopo aver schiacciato le altre borse, lei riuscì a far entrare a forza il suo borsone pieno zeppo. Il portabagagli si chiuse con un click, resistendo ai bagagli fin troppo pieni con un debole cigolio.

Quando lei scivolò sul sedile del passeggero, Levi stava facendo scorrere un set di chiavi dal parasole.

Lei a malapena ebbe il tempo di mettere la cintura di sicurezza prima che loro stessero già partendo, mentre gli pneumatici stridevano sul marciapiede. Il motore vibrò, cercando con forza di accelerare mentre loro si spostavano nel lento traffico. Lei notò il modo in cui il suo pollice scorreva sul volante in pelle con apprezzamento.

«Dopo tutte quelle proteste, guarda chi si sta divertendo con la macchina sportiva!»  

Un angolo delle sue labbra si alzò. «Quel che è fatto, è fatto. Tanto vale goderselo.»

«Disse il tizio che guida la Ferrari. La prossima volta, guido io.»

«In che hotel hanno prenotato la stanza? Ci servirà un po’ di tempo per esaminare la disposizione della struttura dove tengono i codici e sistemare il nostro piano.»

«Umh…» mormorò lei mentre frugava nello zaino ai suoi piedi. Moblit l’aveva preparato. Quindi doveva esserci per forza un fascicolo con dentro, da qualche parte, la prenotazione dell’hotel. Alla fine le sue dita si chiusero sopra una lucida cartella. Spingendo giù un kit di pronto soccorso, un maglione extra e una torcia elettrica, Hanji riuscì a tirarlo fuori dallo zaino.

Inumidendo il suo dito, sfogliò le carte al suo interno. «Ecco qui. Sembra che hanno prenotato al… Metropol Palace Belgrade.»

Lui fece una leggera risata. «Ovviamente.» Il motore andava su di giri mentre Levi aggirava un lento camion.

L’hotel raffigurato era un torreggiante muro di finestre. Un cortile platealmente acceso si stagliava davanti. «È bello?»

«Diciamo così.»

                                              ►▼◄

Note dell'autrice originale: La prossima volta: le nostre spie preferite si infiltrano nella struttura di ricerca della TITAN! Tutto sembra andare bene e secondo il piano… oppure no.

[magicalbunbun]

What y/n sent to sentinel,

[solar4seekstron]

(Requested) TFOne!Sentinel x Model!GN!Cogged!Cybertronian!Reader Oneshot: I Wasn’t Offering Part 1

Part 2

TW/Tags: possessiveness, forced relationship, trapped, cogged!reader, scary Sentinel.

You were a model. Performing for many higher ups and showing off new paint jobs and polish. Posing for the media and data pad magazines.

This was something you did in order to make enough to get more energon and treats for the miners who work tirelessly for the city. Always bringing them plenty of energon and treats that they worked for.

You were good pals and on good terms mostly with the miners Elita, Orion, and D-16, who you saw every day after a day of work. One day.

On a very special night you were modeling for a live singers even of Iacon and were to pose as one of the primes. You being Prima. After the show you were still covered in gold Cybertronian jewelry and the paint of gold and white on your frame.

As well as the face make up.

You honestly loved the look. You wont lie. As you made it to your dressing room with a few others. You manager was the one to tell you you had a special visitor. And so as you made your way.

You realized you were headed to a room for VIPs who speak to the singers and dancers.

A place to hang out. You though the singer wanted to speak with you or something.

But as you made your way too the room and opened the door. You saw that it was just Sentinel there. He was laid back against the sofa as the room played soft music.

His arms placed on the top of the sofa as his cervos hang. His legs spread as he sat there without a care. At this point you had the make up of but the jewelery was still on. The singer letting you and the other models keep them as a gift.

You walked in as he then noticed you. Not sitting up but his usual smile to the city soon appearing. “Ah Y/N! The Model of Iacon! Glad to finally meet you sweetspark.”

You chuckled a bit at his words once he said “sweetspark”.

You’d stand there putting your cervos behind your back as you looked at him. “Is there something you needed Sentinel Prime?” Your voice was soft.

”Ah just Sentinel is fine babe. Now why don’t you take a seat.” He gestured to the seat next to him. But you pretended to not notice. Turning your head soon and sitting in the sofa across from him. He lost his smile for a moment and his eyes narrowed.

But it wasn’t like that before he went back to smiling. He’d then stand up and walk over to you. “You know I’ve always enjoyed your work as a model. Seeing that you’re always so well fit and such.” He chuckled.

You did the same. Flattered by his compliments as your cervos rest on your lap, as he stands before you. His cervo then gently holds your chin. “That jewelry is a cheap…..”

His helm then leaned down closer to yours as he examined them then look back at you optics to optics.

”Let me get you better ones.” You only stared at him. Uncertainty in your optics as the cervo once holding your chin then moved to the neck less laying against your chest. Gently rubbing it between his digits. “Tell me.”

His voice was low as he spoke. The same cervo moving down before holding your waist.

”How would you like to be more in the city of Iacon.”

His cervo gently pulls you a bit closer to your frame. “And be seen by my side.”

He whispered into your audio sensors. You froze for a moment. You had many other higher up femmes and mechs. Bigger and smaller then you give you the offer but that wouldn’t always land long and would go to the next hot topic in the city.

You gently set your cervos against his chest. He looked a bit confused for a moment before you spoke.

“Sorry..Sentinel. But.” You stood up creating some distance between you two. As you spoke.

”I made a promise to myself when gaining my ‘populatiry’ I would only do it to help those who want to do better on my people and the miners who work hard for us everyday. And I wont just ‘join’ anyone who just wishes to use me for status and looks like some eye candy.”

As you spoke his optics were narrow and he only sighed and took a step. He then let out a deep chuckle. “Goodness no my dear. I have no intentions of keeping you only for a few days or anything….”

His frame almost touches yours. His optics narrowed as you stared up at him.

”When I say I’ve been watching you…I mean.” Both of his cervos gently grab your waist keeping you still. “I want a model of Iacon to be…mine.” He said in an almost sinister way.

“I have seen you. Been watching you. Always taking care of my miners everyday after you work. And not to mention how hard you try to stay the way you look. I’ll admit I have a crush on you. And so.”

He then sat down pulling you onto his lap. Only sitting on one of his thighs as he then picks up an energon drink that was on the table. Your cervos on his shoulder and chest as he took a sip of his drink. Then looked back at you. “Why don’t you be a good bot and accept my offer hm?

You can live like a true ruler on my side. And continue to help your mining friends…”

You stay quiet for a moment before speaking. “And if I refuse?”

He said in a low voice once more. You only looked at him unsure. He can tell and brought your leg up moving it around his waist as he stared at you. Now fully on his lap as his cervos remain on your aft. Your cervos still in place.

”I’m afraid what I said wasn’t a request.” He said in a threatening way. His cervos grip tightens as he rests a kiss on your chest after leaning forward.

You were frozen.

Even as you lightly push against his shoulder and chest it get up. His grip only got more tighter and tighter. “I wouldn’t try it. You see sweetsaprk when I want something I expect it to be mine in less then a second. So….be a good bot….will you?” His optics looking up at you. Almost narrowed.

You knew he was threatening up. In his own way. You could only stare down at him. Did you really have a choice now? You were…shaking..Just by the look of his optics you know he’s mad.

”Shh shh shh sweetspark no need to be scared..” One of his cervos move from your aft to the tip on your thigh. Gently squeezing.

”You just have to say yes…and…Non of your mining friends have to get hurt….” You two stay still for a moment. You looked down thinking. Your cervos moving to your own lap as you grow unsure. Against your better judgment….You agreed…

The image of those miners like Elita, D, and Orion coming to mind. You’d slowly nod. Still looking down.

”Look at me.” He spoke. And so you looked at him. Your optics sad and his cervos don’t move. His optics narrow still. “Now my partner isnt sad…You always have a smile when you’re with me and….by my side.”

He places another kiss on your shoulder and the side of your neck a few times. “Now be good for me and open that chest plate of yours..”

You held in your tears. How did things move so fast for you? Slowly your chest plate opened showing your spark. He’d then open his. His cervo once on your thigh moving to your upper back. gently pressing your chest against his. You then felt a rush. Your spark connecting with his.

He’d then press his dermas against yours. The kiss was hungry and yeet still full of….love?…. You didn’t return the kiss. But he didn’t seem to care.

The kiss continued. All you can hear is the soft music and the kisses he exchanged against your dermas. Keeping your frame against his as he continued. The spark bond was completed and he leaned back with a sigh. Glad to finally have what he’s been craving for so long.

He’d then resume, kissing your neck and chest. Ignoring the jewelry as his cervos explore your frame. Your own on his shoulders. Trying to not let out a few soft moans as he assaults your frame.

He’d then pause looking at you with his optics full of lust.

“Such a good Conjunx. You're going to make everyone…and Me very, very…Happy.”

This one I was pretty excited to write about and I swear all I can hear his voice in my head when write him lmao. The writer I wasn’t fully sure what to do with at first ‘cause I don’t know if models even exist in Cybertron. But hey I hope you all enjoy non the less and hope you all have a good rest of your day.

As always, a repost is appreciated.

[saggiosguardo]

Aspettando il Cyber Monday: interessanti offerte su altri dispositivi Amazon

Continuiamo la carrellata di articoli preparativi di Aspettando il Cyber Monday con un altro approfondimento, questa volta dedicato ad alcuni dei dispositivi Amazon più famosi ed apprezzati in Italia dopo gli Echo.

In molti quando parlo della Fire Stick o di altri player da collegare ai TV mi dicono: ma a cosa servono oggi che abbiamo Smart TV già dotate di tanti servizi? Domanda legittima, infatti se avete una recente Samsung o LG 2019, difficilmente avrete bisogno di altro. Anche con gli Android TV ormai si ha un discreto parco di app per lo streaming italiano. Tuttavia non è che tutti si trovano in questa condizione. C'è chi ha un TV del 2016 che ancora funziona benissimo ma non è più supportato con aggiornamenti e nuove app, oppure chi ne ha uno recente dove però gli mancano alcuni servizi che vorrebbe avere. In questi casi la soluzione di Amazon è davvero valida, in quanto ad un prezzo davvero irrisorio (specie con le offerte attuali) si porta a casa un player compatto che è davvero molto supportato.

Già la prima Fire TV Stick è interessante, perché costa solo 24,99€ ed ha il nuovo telecomando con Alexa e quasi tutte le funzioni del modello più nuovo. È semplice da installare ed usare, ha già l'app Apple TV+ (che manca in moltissimi TV), YouTube, Netflix, DAZN, Plex, Prime Video, Tim Vision, Infinity, ecc.. dei più importanti italiani manca solo Now TV, che però non si trova praticamente da nessuna parte oltre che su Samsung Tizen ed LG webOS. Per il prezzo pagato ci dà molto ma se devo essere del tutto sincero, il mio consiglio è di spendere poco poco in più per la nuova versione.

La Fire TV Stick 4K sembra molto simile, ma in realtà è una spanna sopra su tutto. Non necessita per forza di un TV Ultra HD, si chiaro, ed anche su quelli Full HD riesce a fare la differenza rispetto al modello base. La cosa che mi piace di più è il fatto che abbia un hardware più moderno e risulta quindi ben più reattiva. Si riesce addirittura a giocare sui titoli arcade, sia con il telecomando che con controller abbinati. Ovviamente non nasce per questo e si vede, anche perché ha solo 8GB di storage integrato, tuttavia scorre fluida ed ha tutti gli altri vantaggi del modello inferiore in termini di supporto alle app ed i servizi di streaming. C'è anche un'app che gli consente di funzionare come ricevitore AirPlay. Considerando che sta in offerta a 39,99€, è difficile non consigliarla in tutte le condizioni d'uso che ho citato prima. Per giunta devo dire che collegata via HDMI ARC/CEC gestisce molto bene il TV, infatti l'ho messa anche su uno che non ha praticamente l'antenna e uso solo il suo telecomando che riesce anche ad accendere e cambiare volume sul TV. E non dimenticate che c'è Alexa, dunque possiamo fare richieste e vedere le risposte con immagini, volendo anche per chiedere lo streaming di un camera compatibile.

Il Tablet Fire 7 è un dispositivo con un asso nella manica molto importante: il prezzo. Se guardiamo solo alle caratteristiche tecniche non c'è molto che entusiasmerà il nostro animo nerd: schermo 7" con risoluzione 1024 x 600 pixel, processore quad-core con 1 solo GB di RAM, design piuttosto semplice con cornici ampie. Eppure costa davvero poco e nell'uso risulta abbastanza fluido essendo adatto per controllare le email, leggere, navigare o vedere video su YouTube ed altri servizi di streaming. È valido anche come ebook reader se non si vuole acquistare un Kindle che alla fine fa solo quello.

Non è presente il Play Store ma nello store Amazon ci sono le principali app e molti giorni, semplici ma divertenti. Inoltre il sistema operativo è un fork di Android, dunque è molto facile installare anche i servizi di Google e lo stesso Play Store. Attualmente è ancora in offerta a soli 49,99€ e questo lo rende interessante anche per regalarlo ad un genitore o nonno anziano, nonché anche ad un bimbo, magari insieme alla custodia resistente a tutto realizzata su misura per loro.

Al top della gamma (ma in realtà sono solo questi due i modelli) c'è il Tablet Fire HD 8. Questo ha uno schermo più grande con maggiore definizione (1280 x 800 pixel), più RAM (1,5GB), audio stereo, fotocamera posteriore ed un'autonomia più lunga. Le specifiche non fanno gridare al miracolo neanche in questo caso, ma il tablet Amazon è resistente e lo schermo è luminoso e ben visibile (è dotato di tecnologia IPS, rara da vedere in tablet in questa fascia di prezzo). Stesso discorso del Fire 7 per le app, poiché nativamente ci sono tutte quelle dello store Amazon ma volendo si può installare manualmente il Play Store di Google essendo basato su un fork di Android. Di base però ci sono tanti giochini simpatici e soprattutto le app più famose come Netflix, Spotify, Facebook, YouTube, DAZN e moltissime altre. Attualmente è in offerta all'ottimo prezzo di 89,99€. E volendo anche per questo c'è la custodia per bambini resistente a tutto.

Questo è solo uno degli articoli che usciranno da qui alla mezzanotte e che fanno parte del nostro ciclo Aspettando il Cyber Monday. Rimani connesso per non perdere gli altri e seguici sul canale Telegram @SaggeOfferte_tech.

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[gianluca-pistani-drummer]

What is your favorite Green Day Song?

A few months ago Alternative Press started asking questions to its readers and I thought it could be a way to tell you some of my passions. IMPOSSIBLE!!! I want to ask to Alternative Press how do you choose JUST ONE SINGLE song among the many masterpieces of Green Day.. I grew up listening to the Green Day’s song, "American Idiot" I know it by heart, Tré Cool is one of the drummers who influenced me and choose one song I find it really impossible. While I was preparing this post, I started writing the songs that most passionate me and to which I am most fond of and the list consists of 24 songs!!! Talking about every single song I think it's a bit too much, so I thought about starting from the ones that, during my short "career", I played. "Know Your Enemy" extremely powerful song, fun to play on drums, I played it live for a year-end school concert in a middle school. "American Idiot" played too many times to remind me how many and where; it's one of the first Green Day songs I've played live. "Jesus of Suburbia" a song with a very complicated rhythmic structure, but once you study it you don’t forget it anymore. "Basket Case" recognizable song from the first notes, incredibly beautiful; played in many concerts. "She's a Rebel" also this one, played many times in many concerts, I love to play it live. "Wake me up when September ends" this was the first Green Day’s song ever, which I studied, I have a beautiful memory linked to her. These are just the songs that I was lucky enough to play live, but among my favorites there are also "Viva La Gloria!"; "Welcome to Paradise"; "Are we the waiting / St. Jimmy "; "Holiday / Boulevard of Broken Dreams"; "Minority"; "Good Riddance (time of your life)"; "X-Kid"; "When I come around"; "Let yourself go"; "Sex-Drugs & Violence"; "Stray Heart"; "Bang Bang"; Christian's Inferno "; East Jesus Nowhere "; "Revolution Radio" and many others that I certainly forgot to write. But I want to end with one of the songs written by Green Day that in recent years has really excited me: "Still Breathing" every time I listen, I feel like singing it and I get excited all the time. I hope, in the future, to have the opportunity to talk in more detail about each song that I mentioned, in the meantime: I hope you enjoyed this post and see you next week with a new one. Gianluca - “A Drummer’s Story” - ————————————————————————— -  Qualche mese fa Alternative Press ha iniziato a porre delle domande ai suoi lettori e ho pensato potesse essere un modo per raccontarvi qualche mia passione.  IMPOSSIBILE!!! Voglio chiedere ad Alternative Press come si fa a scegliere UNA SOLA SINGOLA canzone tra i tantissimi capolavori dei Green Day.. Io sono cresciuto ascoltando le canzoni dei Green Day, “American Idiot” lo conosco a memoria, Tré Cool è uno dei batteristi che mi ha influenzato e scegliere una canzone lo trovo davvero impossibile. Mentre preparavo questo post, ho iniziato a scrivere la canzoni che più mi appassionano e alle quali sono più affezionato e la lista è composta da 24 canzoni!!! Parlare di ogni singola canzone credo sia un pò troppo, così ho pensato di iniziare da quelle che, nel corso della mia breve “carriera”, ho suonato. “Know Your Enemy” canzone estremamente potente, divertentissima da suonare alla batteria, l’ho suonata live per un concerto di fine anno scolastico in una scuola media. “American Idiot” suonata troppe volte per ricordarmi quante e dove; è una delle prime canzoni dei Green Day che ho suonato live. “Jesus of Suburbia” una canzone con una struttura ritmica davvero complicata, ma una volta che la si studia non la si scorda più. “Basket Case” canzone riconoscibile dalle prime note, incredibilmente bella; suonata in tanti concerti. “She’s a Rebel” anche questa suonata tante volte in molti concerti, adoro suonarla live. “Wake me up when September ends” questa è stata la prima canzone in assoluto che ho studiato dei Green Day, ho un ricordo bellissimo legato a lei. Queste sono solo le canzoni che ho avuto la fortuna di suonare live, ma tra le mie preferite ci sono anche “Viva La Gloria!”; “Welcome to Paradise”; “Are we the waiting/St. Jimmy”; “Holiday/Boulevard of Broken Dreams”; “Minority”; “Good Riddance (time of your life)”; “X-Kid”; “When I come around”; “Let yourself go”; “Sex-Drugs & Violence”; “Stray Heart”; “Bang Bang”; Christian’s Inferno”; East Jesus Nowhere”; “Revolution Radio” e tante altre che sicuramente avrò scordato di scrivere. Voglio concludere però con una delle canzoni scritte dai Green Day che negli ultimi anni mi ha davvero emozionato: “Still Breathing” ogni volta che la ascolto, mi viene da cantarla e mi emoziono tutte le volte. Spero, in futuro, di avere la possibilità di parlarvi più dettagliatamente di ogni canzone che ho citato nel frattempo: spero che questo post vi sia piaciuto e ci vediamo settimana prossima con uno nuovo. Gianluca - “A Drummer’s Story”

[fujifilmcamera]

Fujifilm India Private Ltd. committed to Improve Healthcare Infrastructure in India

Fujifilm India Private Limited, a leader in medical equipments and devices,has signed a contract with Pune based KRSNAA diagnostics Pvt Ltd, a leading diagnostic player in the PPP (Private Public Partnership) sectorto install 1000 Computer Radiography across India. The objective is to convert 1000 X-Ray setups from analog to digital so that patients can get immediate reporting through teleradiology. The installation of Fujifilm’s state of the art Computer Radiography equipments will not just reduce reporting time but also enable enhanced image quality aiding in better diagnosis and care thereby saving precious lives. The first phase of execution in Assam will be over by February 15, 2017 while the overall project completion will be in 2 years from now.

Commenting on the association, Mr. Yasunobu Nishiyama, Managing Director, Fujiflm India Pvt Ltd.,said, “This marks a new chapter in Fujifilm’s initiatives to expand and strengthen it’s presence in the Indian Healthcare industry.This deal is much in line with our constant endeavour to provide superior healthcare experiences to our customers and patients. For the next 2 years, Fujifilm India will be working closely with KRSNAA Diagnostics to install our state of the art FCR Prima and Fujifilm imager DRYPIX.”

Talking about the company’s objective behind entering into this deal, Mr.Chandrashekhar Sibal, Executive Vice President, Fujiflm India Pvt Ltd.,said, “Our endeavour is to provide best services in the remotest areas across the country through digitalisation of X-Rays enabling better image quality at the lowest X-ray dose. This would help improve efficiency and quality of X-ray reporting resulting in faster and more accurate diagnosis. Our designs are compact, easy-to-operate andprovide high quality outputs with minimum efforts.”

Mr. Rajendra Mutha, Chairman of Krsnaa Diagnostics said, "This is an important step in providing advanced digital X-Ray facility across the country. We are committed to the vision of our beloved Prime Minister who has stressed on the importance of providing quality healthcare diagnostics to the poor and needy at affordable or no cost reaching in the remotest of areas. States like Assam still face a major challenge not only in terms of availability of crticial medical facilities, but also in terms of manpower and shortage and most often non-availability of advanced medical equipments. Our aim is to overcome these very challenges.”

Commenting further, Ms. Pallavi Jain, Managing Director of Krsnaa Diagnostics said, “We have always strived to provide the very best of technology across our centers and CR Systems from Fujifilm is another step in that direction. We expect it to be a game changer by delivering world class results at a price -point that will make quality healthcare imaging accessible to every Indian.”

Fujifilm invented computed radiography (CR), the world’s first digital X-ray systemin the year 1983. With more than seventy-five years of imaging and clinical expertise in film and thousands of systems installed, Fujifilm is a leading provider of digital x-ray systems.

As part of the contract, FujiFilm will supply and install 1000 units of FCR Primaand 1200 units of DRYPIX imager. The FCR Prima comes in a compact body and provides extremely fast processing that streamlines the diagnosis process. The compact table-top reader boasts a high-speed processing that challenges the common misconceptions related to CRs. It comes with a processing capacity of 57 IPs/hr that can be upgraded to 67 IPs/hr with Upgrade kit. Besides its unique Space-saving design, the FCR supports accurate diagnosis by offering stable and optimized high quality images.

The contract comes as a part of tender won byKRSNAA Diagnostics Pvt Ltd from Government of Assam to install Computer Radiography machines and Imagers. KRSNAA Diagnostics is an active bidder in PPP (Public Private Partnership) projects within Radiology and Pathology field. The project is funded by National Rural Health Mission wherein KRSNAA Diagnostics was a major bidder.

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