#welcome home Chester!

[coycowboykoi]

Basically a conversation howdy would have with gregory if he hired him

[l3irdl3rain]

It turns out even if you say you’re burnt out and need a break life just doesn’t care. Tonight Chester’s heart failed and we lost the most evil bastard I’ve ever welcomed into my home. He’s had liver disease since before I ever adopted him and just a year or two ago doc diagnosed him with heart disease.

He viewed me as the home wrecker that was trying to come between himself and Joey until the very end. But he was a good (albeit intense) boyfriend to Joey for the last 3 and a half years. He would hate to hear me say it but I loved him and he will be very missed. He was a big presence.

[mysillytdsideblog]

My headcanons for mike & co

Vito

Co-host w/ Mike from ages 14-16

Mentally 18-19 ish

System big brother

Handles a lot of the family issues

The one who steps up fr

Sexual Protector Alter

Trauma Holder, but doesnt have a full picture of their trauma

Sexualizes self for attention

Just a cool guy if u get to know him

Wishes he was more built irl lol

He was the one dating their first girlfriend

She didnt know about their DID, both Mike and Vito would rather keep that private

Wants a normal life

Also held down their first job (semi-canon)

He gives a shit but can be emotionally reserved

He doesn’t hate Mal, he just finds him frustrating

A bit of a troublemaker but not out of wanting bad for the system, it’s just the way he is

Creeped out by Mal, thats why he doesn’t like him

Secretly holds grudges but doesn’t tell them unless he’s picking a fight

Kinda a pothead

Chester

Mentally 60s-70s

No specific trauma memories, but he was split from trauma

Has never been the host but he switches in quite often

One of the first alters to have been discovered by their psych

At first the psych thought they were faking just cause of how theatrical Chester was, and how much it annoyed Mal

The psych thought they were faking to get out of juvie

Not to help, Mal said it was a “voice in his head” and would talk to him out loud, not caring who heard

He’s not an introject, but they don’t know why he’s old

He just is who he is

They don’t know why he has a scar over his eye, they presume there’s a trauma reason for it but nobody has any memory of something bad happening to their eye

He feels like he’s a grandfather to Mike, but the feeling’s not reciprocated

Not yet at least

Mike learns to love him

He gets annoyed by Chester still but he finds him more endearing

He likes his hot beverages and pastries

And yelling at the tv

He finds commenting on everything so entertaining

He’s co-con 80% of the time

He finds fronting to be physically exhausting, like it makes him physically feel his age

Has chronic pain in his hips and joints, his psych says it’s phantom pain

He loves his psych, he could go on for hours

He loves little kitty cats! There has never been a cat he couldn’t pet

He wishes he was more welcome when visiting nursing homes, he feels lonely but they don’t like his “portrayal” of an old man

He had gotten kicked out before

Actually, he gets kicked out of places quite often

He has health anxiety and constantly thinks he’s going to fall ill and die

His doctor is so fed up

He believes so many wives tales and basically you can tell him anything and he will believe you (unless he’s in a mood, then he’s just going to shout at you)

Mal

Ambigious early childhood to age 13 host

Mentally shifts between 13 to 17

Persecutor/Protector

Mainly a physical protector, kind of the mind’s back up plan for when things get rough and he needs to protect himself or take action

Holds most of the memory of the physical abuse

Split directly for that reason

He was one of the first

Hates his parents and tries to cause problems as a revenge for all the abuse he endured

Sadistic for this reason

He knew from a very young age that nobody was coming to save him, and they never did

Telling all the trauma he knew about in a court ordered psychiatric evaluation was the main reason he got diagnosed, but he was hoping it was going to put his parents in prison

It didnt

He was originally going to be diagnosed with ASPD before they scrapped that for just a DID diagnosis, mainly because his symptoms were too mixed and inconsistent due to the other alters existing

He still agrees ASPD fits him though and after TDAS he does more specific treatments for it in therapy

They do get diagnosed with ODD though

Basically everyone but Svetlana shows symptoms for it

Mal has it the worst because he has so much pent up hatred from everyone who hurt or failed him

And he only gets the bare minimum when he takes it into his own hands, but its better than nothing

Really clashed with Zoey at first but he was the one to make her understand them more, in his own roundabout way

Actually became close friends with Zoey even if they have their conflicts

Mike

Same age as body

Kinda bigender tbh but he’s not ready for that

Thinks he should be the one to call all the shots because he thinks hes the original

Hes not, there is none

Doesn’t have a lot of childhood memories

Nobody tells him about their trauma

Besides Mal when he’s trying to prove a point

He hates Mal because Mal threatens his sense of control

He overcompensates, being a system scares him so if he’s in charge he will be able to make sure everything’s ok

Just finally coming out of denial, still half in it

He hates being a system

Rude to his alters!!!

After All Stars, he sees his psych again who scolds him

And teaches him to accept his disorder

He does better

He compromises more, he learns that his alters are people too, he adapts to his multiplicity and eventually is the key to achieving functionality between all of them

He struggles to accept Mal, because of his persecutory nature, but he learns why Mal does what he does and with a little work from them both they are able to compromise

Mal has to grow and learn too don’t get me wrong

Svetlana

Same age as body

Transbian

Doesn’t mind being a system tbh

She likes the company

Hosts for short periods but only for upcoming competitions really because its hard for her to pretend to be a singlet

She doesn’t like hiding who she is, she’s way more open about her DID than the others are

She wishes she has more girl friends to talk with but they all know her as mike or mal :(

Total sporty girl she is multi talented in soooo many sports

Gymnastics is her fav obv

Why she has an accent? Who knows? Possibly an introject or maybe shes just like that but as far back as they remember she was there

They are all confused

Has good childhood memories, trauma free

She definitely loved recess and fronted a lot during the school years

Loves making friends, shes very social and kind!!

She’s also the most understanding and gives the best advice

Very emotional and it can be quite theatrical, on par with chester

She’s the one who gets along the most with their parents

Picky eater

She likes to eat clean and hates that the other alters eat meat because she finds it soooo gross

Has her own separate drawer in their dresser for her clothes

Bird lover and has owned pet birds before

Manitoba

Introject, half indiana jones-half steve irwin

Not a fusion he was just made like that

30s-40s

The most recent split

Has a fleshed out part of the interworld including NPCs (like his wife) and spends most of his time there (semi-canon)

He doesn’t prefer to front, he just found total drama fun to compete in

Dreams of traveling the world

Really longs for his innerworld to be real

Tries to keep everyone in line

Wishes they would be less trouble

He doesn’t side with anyone, which makes Mike very angry but he can also see a side to Mal that Mike can’t

He’s the most logical and level headed one

Loves collecting things especially memorabilia from places he’s been

He knows so many animal facts and just general knowledge

It makes Mike feel stupid cause he doesn’t know all that but its in his brain, it confused him how that works still

[slippinninque]

✨💕Slips' List 💕✨

Hello! Welcome to my master list!

(updated 11/22/24)

About me: Ya'll can call me Slips! I love to write and can be a bit slow at posting, so please be patient with me! I write with black, fem women in mind as the reader.

Current Inspo: Fontaine (They Cloned Tyrone), Jatemme Manning (Widows)

Thinking of: Shigeru Kimura (Bullet Train), Koji Shimazu (John Wick 4), Oj Haywood (Nope), Kratos (GOW)

Requests: OPEN! (please be patient with me, I am a bit of a slow writer lol)

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✨Works / Blurbs✨

Fontaine, Seduced

Fontaine Fluff

Mwuah (Fontaine fic)

The Bad Day (Fontaine Fic)

Fontaine Likes Pretty Things

You (Learned To) Like Pretty Things, Too

Pillow Time (Fontaine fic)

Sleepy Snap Shots (Fontaine fic)

Fontaine Likes to Wrestle

A Lil'Bit Special (Fontaine fic)

Fontaine The Handy Man

Winter with Fontaine

Riding With Fontaine

Supportive 'Taine

'Taine loves Love

Fontaine x Rainy Day

Fontaine Unleashes His Inner Ramsey

Bear Hug (chester fic)

Fontaine, Sunned

Fontaine Thinks You're Beautiful

Fontaine vs Usher

Now & Later (Fontaine fic)

A Different Perspective (Fontaine fic)

Kiss Me Through The Phone (Fontaine fic)

Private Dancer (Fontaine fic)

Sweet Tooth (Fontaine fic)

Special Directives (Lloyd Hansen fic)

Cruisin' (Fontaine fic)

Pendulum (Fontaine fic)

Fussy (Fontaine fic)

Red Handed (Jatemme Manning fic)

Skimming(Jatemme Manning fic)

Just A Lil' Fun (Fontaine fic)

Home Makin' (Jatemme Manning fic)

Tanoshi Yoru (Koji Shimazu fic)

Songbird's Blues (Shigeru Kimura)

You admit your crush (Fontaine fic)

The Power of Patience (Shigeru Kimura fic)

The Sudden Goodbye (Koji Shimazu fic)

Nosey (Jatemme Manning fic)

Never Far Behind (Koji Shimazu fic) prt.2

Jatemme x Small Falls Surprise

Loan x Tommy (OC fic)

Spinning The Block

Busted(Chester fic) Girl Time! (Koji Shimazu-ish fic)

💕Asks💕

Some Place Warm (Fontaine fic)

Taquiner (Fontaine fic)

"how would Fontaine react to his girl’s’ pregnancy glow?"

how Fontaine would be while in love

Jealous Fontaine

Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone (Fontaine fic)

TLC (Fontaine fic)

Fontaine Admits His Crush

[lightofraye]

I’d like to introduce someone to you all.

This… is Chester.

He’s a former stray. Some months ago, while my daughter and I were busy doing something by the front door, Chester promptly came up to us and asked for love.

Now… I live in a very rural area. So rural, we don’t have animal control or any kind of animal rescue. So there’s been a lot of problems with strays and ferals, people dumping their pets, and everything. It’s wildly irresponsible and my family and I do what we can to help.

At first I was reluctant to let Chester in. Not that he wasn’t sweet and lovable, but we had so many already.

But after several days of hearing him cry by my front and back doors, we caved. Brought him in.

We quarantined him for two weeks to ensure nothing was wrong with him, got him checked out and introduced him to the rest of the house. During his quarantine time, I visited often, letting him curl up in my lap and be loved on.

Then once he joined general population, he was off, exploring the house, socializing with the others. He became shy and wary of being petted. Suddenly he didn’t need my love anymore.

But over the course of weeks, we noticed that when he was feeling the need for affection, he’d headbutt my leg. Then I’d scritch him, making him happy. Then he’d have his fill and off he went.

However, the past month or two, he’s become even more affectionate. He’d come to my bed, make biscuits while I was relaxing before I slept. Or he’d paw at me while I was in the bathroom.

Now, most nights, he’s with me. I wake up and I’d find him curled up by my leg. Or he’d come and lay on my stomach.

It’s amazing what patience and love can do.

I still don’t know who’d dump such a sweet cat… but I’m glad he found me.

Welcome to your furever home, Chester.

[moirindeclermont]

Smashed | Episode 10

Things are now good. The hunters have accepted them. What more to say?

Let's follow that with 3 episodes of smut and fluff.

Today I'm really really tired, but writing this has helped a bit, so thank you all for that 💓 (and bless you Luke Newton for those photos)

Are you ready?

Ps: if you're squirmish about biting this might not be your cup of tea.

***

Finally, Pen and Colin are able to return home. Even if they are glad they get to spend three days on the road, before coming back to the rules of Mayfair.

They'll have to sneak around for some weeks before getting married, so they want to get as much time together as possible now, before all of that settles in.

They plan to hunt and fight and make love together.

And Pen wants to try something.

She tells him, in a very straightforward fashion, just moment after leaving Chester.

"I want you to bite me when you fuck me," she said and Colin was taken back for a moment. It's not like he didn't want to. It's all he could think about sometimes.

Still, he didn't want to pressure her into that. She already gave him so much.

He was about to tell her as such when she interrupted him. "Yes, I'm sure. It's all I can think about."

He went to his knees on the hard bottom of the carriage, just to be close to her.

"As if what you're asking of me it's such a sacrifice, love."

She smiled, that secret smile he only will ever see on her and, after that, he had to kiss her.

What was with them and carriage, he did not know, but he loved how freely and open his future wife was.

Even after being caught by the hunters, she didn't become distant and tring to out some distance, instead she doubled down of the affection displays, telling him all the time how proud and happy she was. It was a feeling he could never forget.

But now, with her in his arms, he had more important thins to take care of.

He thanked again that she had just a bodice with no stay, which meant he could just take it off her and feast on those tits.

He wanted to give her a preview of the bite, making her go crazy with desire so when he would take her, his fangs would be as welcomed as his lengths.

He kissed both nipples, taking the tiny button in between his teeth and making her whimper already.

His hands find their way under her skirts, finding her bare and soaked. He expertly touched her pearl, making her moan. Poor footmen, he thought for a minute... Even if he would be so lucky just to be able to hear her taking her pleasure.

Her hands were on his chest, his hair and his back, making a mess out of his clothes too. She found a way to have him without pants in minutes and now he was both executor and tortured as her hands moved on him.

"Take me, Colin!"

Those three words would haunt him until the long end of his days.

He sat back in front of her, asking her to sit on him so he could drive into her. She didn't make him wait, pushing herself so he was in her in a single motion.

They took a moment to look at each other before continuing. The rhythm was wild and powerful, with Pen using her hips to move on him. He was obsessed with the way her tits moved when she bounced on him, and when she bare her neck for him to bite, he growled.

He felt his fangs coming out and he waited just before Pen was about to c0me. Then, he pushed his hips as well while his mouth went to her neck. The combination of movements and fangs were enough to make her come on the spot. Except it didn't seems to stop.

Pen was floating, feeling a flutter every time Colin sucked her blood. It felt exquisite.

Colin was also struggling to retain control and he waited just for her to start come down from her height to reach his as well.

Her blood was making him see her in sharper details, and he noticed once more how beautiful and gorgeous Pen was.

He closed the small wound on her neck and kissed her as she descended into sleep, murmuring soft "I love you" on her skin.

Such a gift, to be able to love like this.

[beardedmrbean]

The Biden administration is removing William Penn from Philadelphia.

New plans by the National Park Service to renovate Old City’s Welcome Park include removing the centerpiece statue of William Penn permanently and redesigning the park to highlight Native American history — a move that has angered Pennsylvania’s Republican leadership.

The plan is a major shift, considering that the park was built on the site of Penn’s home, the Slate Roof House, and is named for the ship, Welcome, that transported him from England. Penn actually landed first in 1682 near the intersection of the Delaware River and Chester Creek in Chester.

Welcome Park is part of Independence National Historical Park and was completed in 1982 on designs by Venturi, Scott Brown and Associates to commemorate the 300th anniversary of Penn’s arrival.

The wide-open park across from the former site of City Tavern aims to tell the story of Penn’s vision for the city. Although a lesser-known area of Independence Park, it provides visitors with an overview of the city layout and history of Penn’s landing. The Penn statue includes a farewell ode to Philadelphia, imparting “what love, what care, what service, what travail have there been to bring thee forth.”

Now, the National Park Service wants to rehabilitate the park in time for the 250th birthday celebration of America in 2026. The park on Second Street between Chestnut and Walnut Streets has fallen into disrepair with rows of broken granite floor.

Representatives for the National Park Service could not be reached for comment Monday. They are seeking public comment on the proposal, according to their website.

Plans announced Friday call for “an expanded interpretation of the Native American history of Philadelphia” in consultation with Indigenous nations of the Haudenosaunee, Delaware Nation, Delaware Tribe of Indians, Shawnee Tribe, and the Eastern Shawnee Tribe of Oklahoma.

Designs would keep some parts of the current park, including the original Philadelphia street grid, but the “Penn statue and Slate Roof House model will be removed and not reinstalled,” according to the plans.

Republican outcry

“The decision by President Biden and his administration to try and cancel William Penn out of whole cloth is another sad example of the left in this country scraping the bottom of the barrel of woke-ism to advance an extreme ideology and a nonsensical view of history,” Pennsylvania House Republican Leader Bryan Cutler (R., Lancaster) said in a statement.

Cutler said the treaty signed by Penn with Native Americans was historical and with “mutual respect shown between Penn and Native tribes.”

“This issue is also deeply personal to me,” Cutler said. “The first Cutlers came to Pennsylvania in 1685 on the ship Rebekah, not long after Penn’s arrival in 1682. They came to Pennsylvania because they were Quakers who shared Penn’s view of religious tolerance and peace.”

Cutler said removing the statue creates an “absurd and revisionist view of our state’s history.” He said he plans to introduce a resolution honoring William Penn and “encouraging” the National Park Service to halt the plan.

Pennsylvania State Sen. Scott Martin (R., Berks) and chair of the Senate Appropriations Committee, on social media called the plan “absolutely disgraceful.”

Native Americans

Welcome Park, though not necessarily the statue of Penn, has also been the site of some resentment among Native Americans. The plot had been given to the Haudenosaunee (Six Nations from the Iroquois Confederacy) in January 1755 by John Penn, William Penn’s grandson. In the 1700s, Native American groups often visited Philadelphia for diplomatic and trade meetings. They sometimes numbered in the hundreds and visited so frequently that John Penn asked the Provincial Council of Philadelphia to consider setting aside a piece of land for these gatherings. The delegations often refused to negotiate treaties until they could stand on their own ground and build a council fire.

A 2020 Inquirer article chronicled a trip by six women from the Iroquois Confederacy in upstate New York to reconnect with the patch of tribal land on the site of Welcome Park.

“I anticipated a park in a natural pristine state. Like any other park, it would have trees, grass, water,” said Louise McDonald (Native name Wa’kerakátste), a Mohawk Bear Clan Mother from Akwesasne, N.Y. “I was frozen for a minute because I felt it had been choked and that it wasn’t a true representation of the original intentions of the space. It just seemed to be purposely buried with a cover-up narrative. There certainly seems to be a feeling of erasure intended to remove any spirit that would imply that we were once there.”

Penn in Philly

William Penn’s likenesses will still remain in Philly. The statue of Penn atop City Hall is a landmark, visible from many parts of the city.

And there is another Penn statue at Penn Treaty Park off North Delaware Avenue at the corner of East Columbia Avenue and Beach Street. Legend says Penn and a local Lenape clan made a peace agreement under an elm tree. The original “treaty elm” has long been replaced, but the park contains an obelisk and plaque memorializing the agreement, as well as a statue of Penn.

The discussion of the Penn statue’s removal is not the first time in recent years that Philadelphia has seen a struggle over statues.

The statue of Frank L. Rizzo, the late mayor and police commissioner, was ordered removed from in front of the Municipal Services Building in 2020 by then-Mayor Jim Kenney amid sweeping protests after the murder of George Floyd. Also in recent years, people have petitioned to have the Christopher Columbus statue in Marconi Plaza removed, though it still remains. _______________________________________

Time to start finding problematic people the folks on the left like and tearing monuments to them down, maybe Fredrick Douglas was sexist, we already know MLK was a Zionist that should count against him for some people, know who else was a Zionist

Wonder where the "Ruth Sent Us" group is now.......

Maybe we find something bad Harriet Tubman did and start to disqualify her, she may have been mean to native Americans or something.

Given enough time they're going to find something wrong with everyone that has a statue eventually.

Start with every single statue and bust of karl marx

[aloevvvv]

credit to @thebrawlerina for the idea

Rating: M

Warnings: Non-Con Body Modification

Characters: Berry, Chester, Mandy, Buzz, Doug, Mr. P, Larry, Lawrie

Main Tags: Angst, Surgery, Mind Manipulation, Memory Loss

Summary: Berry thought that Starr Park would be a good place to work at. It paid really well, he was surrounded by sweets, but the only downside was the unicorn costume he had to wear all day long.

Biggest mistake he'd never made. Not that he would know it.

[coycowboykoi]

While i continue working on the comic, have this little piece of filler. Meet my WH oc, Gregory! The one and only little shit in home /hj

[fountainpenguin]

130 Reasons Why I'm Fairy Trash

🖤 Off the Rails Collection - Smaller FOP AUs

(August 2016 - Ongoing)

“Hey! Hey! Hey, do you mind? Watch the skin! Did your mother spend so much time writing books on how to raise a kid with bad manners, she forgot to tell you not to bathe your genies? My vest is tetrahydrochloride-wash only. Hey, if this is how you greet your guests, I’d hate to be around when you greet your enemies.” “Did- Did you just say ‘genie’? Like… You mean like the magical kind of genie?” “Ha! Heck no! I mean like the non-magical kind of genie. The cloud was all smoke and mirrors for the tourists, and I’m speaking to you right now from behind the curtain in the land of Oz.”

- A variety of tones, but likely some Angst, Fluff, & Drama

- I don't often write for these AUs because I'd like to wrap up existing projects, but if you see something that interests you, you're welcome to send Asks about it! I have a lot to say even if I haven't posted 'fics

Summary

Works that don't fall under the Cloudlands AU umbrella, and instead belong to less-written-for AUs. Swing by to sample random tastes, just for fun!

Potential for any rating, but these works are most likely G and T

Read these works on AO3

130 Sums | Full 130 Prompt Series (AO3) | Other Arcs

#ridwork guides - All my AU guides (for all my fandoms)

#130 arc guides - More posts like this

More Fairly OddParents 'fics

Only notable AUs have AU guides, but you can ask about warnings or worldbuilding if you like.

AUs at a Glance:

- Reedfilter Rules - A pixie named Thirty-Seven flirts his way up the corporate ladder to seize the Head Pixie position. Meanwhile, the Anti-Cosmo struggles to pick a ruling partner. They're also raising a kid together. Fewer animal instincts, messy fae lore! - Little Imperfections - Pixies with extra eusocial insect biology... H.P. is a figurehead whose life consists of staying home to birth and raise many pixie babies. Sanderson is his caretaker who might be a little too interested in "music" and "fun" for his own good. H.P. is captivated by his stories of "raves..." whatever those are. - A New Wish - Many works related to A New Wish (and New Wish AUs) will likely find their way here. I anticipate a separate polished series that follows a consistent canon, but Off the Rails will hold random one-offs that don't fit there. - King Me - Anti-Wanda was raised in royalty. Anti-Cosmo is some scrub who ran away to Pixie World when he was young. H.P. is desperate to set his two BFFs up. Anti-Cosmo has conversion disorder and can't fly because "it's illogical." Anti-Wanda makes many innuendos. - Pivotverse - Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda are especially cruel towards their son (along with other world tweaks). In Cloudlands AU, this is the alt universe Foop ended up in after "Playdate of Doom" - A.J.'s Puzzles - Timmy considers A.J., not Chester, his best friend during "Fairy Idol," so Norm goes to college with A.J. The multi-chapter for this AU is titled Pulling Your Puzzles Apart after lyrics from the Coldplay song "The Scientist" (It's fully outlined and partly drafted; just haven't gotten around to finishing it) - Red and Gold - A study of Gary and Betty in a world where they meet at the Learnatorium and become close friends as teens, as opposed to their Cloudlands AU lives where they were raised together by the Pixies from age 8 (which I write about in a 'fic called Pink and Gray). Gary still lives with his mom in this AU, which... if you know anything about her, is Very Bad News. - Dust to Dust - My ChalkZone crossover AU, akin to Jimmy-Timmy Power Hour, but with Rudy and friends! I outlined a multi-chapter in 2016 to decide if it was worth writing and I wasn't captivated by it, but it might be fun to write snippets now and then. I still have a WIP of Rudy and H.P. arguing over Rudy being "too busy" to file universal paperwork, haha. - Nicktoons Unite - At the time of making this post, I'm not familiar with Nicktoons Unite, but you never know. - Other FOP Spin-Offs - Works for the Grow Up Timmy Turner & Fairly Odder series, if I ever write anything for them. Ex: Timmy as a fairy, or a Turner family reunion told through Viv or Roy's eyes. And who knows what else!

Read these works on AO3

"'That's not healthy,' they said, 'to live in your head,' but it hurts a lot less to me ... It's a little bit cliché, but I love it anyway!" (x)

[voraciousvore]

The Giant (6/16)

***Contains mouthplay and sex! 18+ only!***

------Chapter 6------

When we got back to Chester's house, he started to prepare dinner early, since he told me it would take a while to cook. As I sat on the counter watching his every move, I noticed how skilled he was with a knife as he chopped and peeled some giant carrots. I had to admit he was a talented cook. The food he had prepared for me always tasted amazing. I supposed such a characteristic was in line with his gluttonous inclination. I wondered to myself, with a twinge of anxiety, if he would want to eat me tonight. Although I wasn't as afraid of him as I had been before, the prospect of being inside his gigantic maw again still made me nervous. I was uncomfortably reminded that he was still a predator, and I was still his prey.

I pushed those feelings to the side and tried to keep myself composed. The giant mixed all his food ingredients together in a big pot and left it to simmer on the stovetop. He grasped me in his hand and went to his study to write. I watched him type for a while and wandered the desk again until I got bored.

"Chester?" I asked. "Can you open up one of those books for me so I can read?"

"I'd be my pleasure, darling." Chester paused his typing for a moment to get me set up with a book of my choosing. Naturally, wanting to know more about the world I found myself in, I chose a history textbook. Chester opened the book flat on the desk to the first chapter and occasionally helped me turn a page, although I was technically able to move the cumbersome pages on my own. Reading took me longer than usual since the book was so large, I had to physically traverse the page to read the whole thing.

I read about how the giants had once lived in the human world, in the days when both humans and giants were less numerous. The giants made their homes on the fringes of society, since they were not welcome with the humans, primarily in secluded mountainous regions that were too difficult or inhospitable for humans for access. Due to limited food resources, however, they had to regularly make their way to coastal areas to hunt for sea monsters, which were large enough to adequately feed them. Apparently other giant species of mammals lived in the mountains that they could dine on as well, but these creatures were eventually hunted to extinction. As food sources dwindled the giants fed more and more on human societies, despite the danger that humans posed.

According to the history text, humans in these times possessed potent magic that could even rival the power of a hungry giant. Human civilizations were protected by magical barriers and other spells, but giants would still eat stray travelers who passed through unprotected areas. Eventually, humans declared war on the giants and used their most powerful spells to slay many of them. The giants retaliated brutally and wrought devastation on human settlements. The cycle of slaughter continued for a long time until both parties begrudgingly accepted a truce. The human wizards would use their strongest spells to create a realm for the giants to live in, away from humans, which became the Land of Giants. However, this compromise came with huge costs for both parties involved. The giants would be banished from their homes, and forced to live where they could no longer partake in their favorite food, humans. The humans, for their part, would lose all their magic and their best wizards. The magic required to create the Land of Giants and transport all the giants there drained all the magical reserves of the human realm to virtually nothing. Furthermore, the only spell strong enough to transport all the giants required the wizards to go with them, essentially forcing the wizards to sacrifice themselves for the sake of humanity. Nevertheless, the solution was vital to prevent the eventual destruction of both sides.

Interestingly, the history book delved into the religious beliefs of the giants as well. The giants had been created by God to act as stewards of the earth, and to keep the human population under control. They had betrayed their purpose when decimating the human cities and hunting the other giant animals, both the mountain and sea monsters, to extinction. Thus, their banishment, and their constant cravings for human meat which would be denied to them, were just punishments for their gluttony ordained by God. This belief was an important reason why the giants had accepted their fate in the first place, rather than continuing to fight the humans.

So, if I were to believe everything that I read in this book, the lore that Chester had told me was true. However, such a tall tale beggared belief, and left me with just as many questions as answers. If these stories were reality, why weren't the giants, or magic for that matter, mentioned in any human histories? Magic and giants were considered myths by modern humans, fit only to grace fantasy stories and fairy tales. Obviously, as unbelievable as the notion was, giants existed. Did that mean that magic was real too? How did it work? Going by the book, magic was eradicated from the human realm. Did that mean my only way back home was gone forever? Was there still magic present in the Land of Giants? What caused the lightning that teleported me here? Was that magic?

"Chester?" I inquired. "What do you know about magic?"

Chester stopped typing. "Not much," he responded. "Giants aren't able to use magic, only humans are. I've never seen it used in my lifetime, so I don't know."

"Oh," I sighed softly. Chester continued typing again.

After typing for a while, Chester said, "Sorry, I wish I could tell you more. Perhaps sometime we can go to a library and read up on it. Although, that wouldn't be safe for you, being around other giants and all." He finished up his work and put his computer to sleep. "Dinner should be ready by now." I hopped into his gigantic hand and we went to the kitchen. Chester prepared me a miniature serving of stew and grabbed a giant bowl for himself, along with a glass of the same red wine he had the night before. When I asked for a sip of wine, he delicately gripped me with his finger and thumb and dangled me over the glass so I could drink.

As I dug into my portion, I noticed warily that Chester wasn't attacking his dinner with his usual enthusiasm. He picked at his food, mostly opting for big gulps of wine instead. In apparent contradiction, I could hear his stomach growling under the table. Resting his chin in his hand, he eyed me as I finished my share of the stew. The giant didn't say anything but I knew what he was thinking. Perhaps in his reticence he was trying to be polite, or respect my wishes, but ultimately, he wanted to slurp me up with his meal. I appreciated at least that he didn't demand that I jump into the bowl outright.

I cleared my throat. "Do you want me to...?" I trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. Chester cocked his eyebrow expectantly. I pointed at the big bowl of stew. The giant grinned, showing off his enormous white teeth, and nodded deliberately. My courage faltered. I grimaced, looking down at my clothes. "I should probably change into the clothes I wore yesterday so this outfit won't get ruined," I remarked.

"I'll go grab them for you," Chester declared, getting up out of his chair. As he raised himself to his full height, I felt my heart flutter, and a very strange idea came into my head. Perhaps a terrible idea.

"Wait," I uttered, scarcely believing I was crazy enough to go through with it. The giant paused and looked all the way down to me, his shadow casting over the table. I gulped nervously and licked my lips. He slowly lowered himself back into his seat, not breaking eye contact. "I could just..." My heart was pounding against my ribs, but not from terror. Chester looked mildly confused but also intrigued. "I mean... I don't really need clothes at all, right? If they'll just get messed up anyway."

Chester raised his eyebrows in surprise. "That's... that's true." He ran his tongue over his teeth. As the idea sank in, his face twisted into a ravenous smile. "You'll taste a lot better too." My face reddened. He sat back in his chair and crossed his arms. I took off my shoes and socks, then stood on the table awkwardly with my bare feet.

"Go on," Chester encouraged. As he watched, I removed my shirt. I unbuckled my pants and let them drop. I was only wearing my undergarments now. Then, in a flash of boldness, I cast off my bra and panties. Chester leaned forward over me. Though he didn't speak, he was already devouring my body with his hungry eyes. I huddled my arms against my comparatively diminutive form. The giant reached out his huge hand, as if to grab me, but stopped before his fingers coiled around me.

"May I...?" he inquired, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Yes," I responded quietly. I expected him to pick me up in his hand, but instead he gingerly stroked my naked body with his finger, tracing my feminine curves. He held his face so close to see all the details that it eclipsed the rest of the room. I could feel his warm breath washing over my skin. I looked into the deep pools of his eyes as they wandered, so close up, admiring the flecks of gray and gold amidst the shades of green, surrounding the deep black holes of his pupils. His gigantic hand gently wrapped around me, lifting me over to the edge of the dinner bowl. I carefully lowered myself into the stew, somewhat relieved that I could hide my nakedness. The stew was nice and hot, like a jacuzzi. I treaded over to the center of the bowl and floated in the thick liquid amongst chunks of meat and vegetables.

I tried to act nonchalant, but the truth was I was highly aroused. I wasn't used to such admiration and attention, especially from a giant man, larger than life, that I was very attracted to. I had always been insecure about my looks, since I was not all that pretty or skinny. Perhaps the exorbitant size difference made it harder for Chester to see my imperfections, since I was so small. Maybe he had been interested more from the perspective of curiosity or novelty, rather than sex appeal. It's not like a massive giant and a miniscule human could engage in sexual acts together anyways... right?

While I was lost in my thoughts, Chester had in the meantime consumed several bites of stew, and was making his way towards me. He scooped me up in the spoon with some liquid and brought me up to his mouth, then paused. He pursed his lips, and I assumed he was going to sip the liquid from the spoon. Instead, much to my surprise, he pressed his plush lips against my body in what could only be described as... a kiss. A pleasant, soft kiss. I was expecting to be eaten and instead I was kissed. For a moment I was too stunned to react. The giant mouth curled into an amorous smile. I reached forward, holding his lower lip in my hand, and planted a kiss of my own on his lip in return. His lips parted, and the lines of teeth separated, releasing a breath of air. I was greeted, yet again, with the fleshy interior of his mouth, and the dark void of his gullet, but unlike before I felt no fear. Gently, the spoon entered his mouth and deposited me on his enormous tongue. The jaws closed around me, enveloping me in the familiar wet darkness inside his body. The giant's tongue undulated beneath me, rubbing my small frame lightly against his molars and the roof of his mouth. This time, more than merely tasting me, I sensed as if he were trying to feel every inch of me.

Per the norm, the giant swallowed every bite of stew while maintaining my position in his mouth. He mostly just gulped down the solid pieces without chewing them, although occasionally played with them with his teeth. Surprisingly, armed with the knowledge that I would not be harmed, I actually didn't mind much being in his mouth, as long as the experience didn't go on for too long. I knew the giant genuinely enjoyed the flavor, so the fact that he was happy made me happy. He hummed deep in his throat with pleasure, then dumped a torrent of wine into his mouth. He swirled it around in his mouth a bit, creating a small whirlpool, then guzzled it down his throat.

After a few more spoonfuls of stew, the giant appeared to have finished his meal, and was rolling me around on his tongue as he had done the last time. Unlike before, though, he manipulated my body into an upright position and pressed my back carefully against his front teeth. Confused, I stood in the red flesh in his maw that was normally underneath the tip of the tongue, a puddle of drool up to my knees. I could feel his blood pulsing through the veins leading to his gums on my back. His huge tongue reared up in front of me, then caressed my shoulders, my bare breasts, my stomach, working its way down until it reached my thighs. The tip of the tongue pushed my legs apart and forced its way in between. When the realization hit me what he was trying to do, I almost shoved his tongue away, but stopped myself. I was... enjoying the act. His tongue rubbing in the middle of my legs was awakening a strong physical response. I'm sure he could taste it too. The puddle of saliva I was standing in deepened. The formidable tongue pushed up into me, lifting me up while still pressing me against the front teeth. The sensation was utterly bizarre, unlike anything I had experienced before, yet still unexpectedly arousing. A low moan welled up from the giant's throat, vibrating through his mouth; I suppose he was enjoying himself as well.

When I felt that I had had enough, I patted his tongue with my hand and pushed it away. I didn't have sufficient strength to force it back, but Chester seemed to understand, gently moving my body until I was sitting on the middle of his tongue again. He separated his jaws and inserted the spoon to help me get out. I mounted my shiny silver chariot and covered my eyes as I was brought back out through the teeth into the bright light of the dining room.

Chester licked his lips. "That... wasn't too much for you, was it?" he asked cautiously. His cheeks were burning.

I giggled. "Not at all, although it certainly caught me by surprise." I bit my lip. "Now it's my turn, right?" I stood up on the spoon. Chester raised an eyebrow. I looked down over the side, making sure I wouldn't fall into the wrong spot, and boldly jumped off the spoon, missing the edge of the table and landing in the giant's lap. Chester dropped the spoon in shock. I heard the spoon clatter on the table above.

"What are you-" Before he could finish his sentence, I had already crawled down into his pants. As I suspected, he was already fully erect. Better yet, I was already lubed up and ready to go, my whole body soaked with saliva from being inside his mouth. I hopped on his penis, which was of course much bigger than my entire body, as if I were riding a horse. I went to work, using the full force of my limbs and body to jerk him off as best I could. I could feel the blood rushing to his member as his heart rate quickened. His breathing grew heavy and fast and he fidgeted in his seat, moaning softly. Being inside his pants was stifling and hot, and I started to sweat from the exertion, but I threw myself into my work with enthusiastic vigor. His vocalizations, muffled by the fabric surrounding me, grew louder. All at once I felt him stiffen and erupt, letting out an ecstatic groan. I couldn't believe it: I had made him orgasm. As his member started to soften, Chester reached into his pants and pulled me out.

"I can't believe you just did that," he stated, incredulous. "But I must say, well done."

"You did get me turned on," I admitted, laughing.

"I think we both need to get cleaned up now," Chester remarked wryly. He walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet for the bathtub. "Would you like to... take a bath with me?"

"Sure," I replied, blushing slightly. He set me on the bathroom counter, which was cold after being intimately acquainted with the heat of the giant's flesh. However, despite everything that had transpired, I had yet to see him naked. He unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off, revealing his gigantic torso. He was neither fat nor thin nor muscular, but rather strongly built and healthy, with a crop of hair sprouting from his chest. As he moved I admired his muscles flowing under his skin. Next, he removed his pants and underwear, exposing thick hairy legs. Overall, his body was very well-proportioned, broad and thick and strong. Personally, I thought he was very sexy.

Chester offered me his hand, and I stepped into his palm. Setting me down on the side of the tub, he moved his huge leg up and stepped over the wall into the tub, following up with his other leg. Watching the powerful movements of his giant naked figure left me drooling. He settled his massive bulk into the water, which as the bath was still filling up only came up to his belly button. I excitedly jumped in next to him with a splash. I was eager to get clean, sure, but I also wanted to explore his nude physique. I swam over to his belly and beached myself on the plushy surface. Since the giant was inclined back, I was able to scale his body, like climbing a living mountain. He watched with amusement as I trekked up his titanic frame, past his stomach and chest until finally I perched on his shoulder.

"Having fun?" Chester laughed. He grabbed some soap and lathered it on his arms and torso. I took the opportunity to slide down his slippery arm and landed in the bathwater with a splash. As I resurfaced, his giant hands suddenly snatched me up and rubbed soap all over me. I giggled as his massive digits explored my curves. He brought me up close to his face so he could see me better and smiled. I rubbed soap from one of his fingers on my face. He playfully tossed me back into the water and I shrieked as I plummeted through the air, although of course I was safe. After I rinsed off Chester placed me on his knee and offered me a dollop of shampoo on the tip of his finger. I gratefully took it and we both washed our hair. I used his leg as a slide and splashed back into the water to rinse myself off again.

As the giant continued to wash himself, I used his body as a playground until I wore myself out. Then, I floated on my back in the water, gazing at the colossus stretching far above me with wonder. So much had changed in such a short time, but I still marveled at his incredible size. Once he was finished, he scooped me up out of the water with his hand, so I was laying flat in his palm. He wrapped me up in a big fluffy washcloth and set me on the counter. After we dried off and changed, Chester carried me to the bedroom and once in bed I fell asleep on his chest again.

Chapter 7

Chapter 1

[lovelyteng]

My Crossover Cast as The Amazing Digital Circus (My Version)

Brawl Stars Colt as Pomni Mortis as Caine Pearl as Ragatha Chester as Jax Nita as Gangle Colette as Bubble Stu as Kinger Edgar as Zooble Barley as Kaufmo

No Straight Roads Eloni/Green 1010 as Pomni Mayday as Caine Haym/Yellow 1010 as Ragatha Zimelu/Red 1010 as Jax Yinu as Gangle Ellie as Bubble Neon J as Kinger Eve as Zooble Sayu as Kaufmo

Balan Wonderworld Emma Cole as Pomni Balan as Caine Eis Glover as Ragatha Sana Hudson as Jax Lucy Wong as Gangle Lance as Bubble Cal Suresh as Kinger Cass Milligan as Zooble Attilio Caccini/Princess Marey as Kaufmo

Cuphead Mugman as Pomni Chef Saltbaker as Caine Baroness Von Bon Bon as Ragatha Goopy Le Grande as Jax Sally Stageplay as Gangle The Pawn as Bubble Dr. Kahl as Kinger Rumor Honeybottoms as Zooble Beppi The Clown as Kaufmo

Luigi’s Mansion 3 Steward as Pomni Morty as Caine Ginny as Ragatha Clem as Jax Nikki as Gangle Polterpup as Bubble Dr. Potter as Kinger Amadeus Wolfgeist as Zooble Hellen Gravely as Kaufmo

Welcome Home Howdy Pillar as Pomni Wally Darling as Caine Julie Joyful as Ragatha Sally Starlet as Jax Eddie Dear as Gangle Barnaby B. Beagle as Bubble Poppy Partridge as Kinger Frank Frankly as Zooble Home as Kaufmo

Bendy Series Henry Stein as Pomni Joey Drew as Caine Wally Franks as Ragatha Shawn Flynn as Jax Norman Polk as Gangle Daniel “Buddy” Lewek as Bubble Grant Cohen as Kinger Susie Campbell as Zooble Bill Danton as Kaufmo

Mixels Camillot as Pomni Flain as Caine Snoof as Ragatha Zorch as Jax Wuzzo as Gangle Torts as Bubble Dribbal as Kinger Gurggle as Zooble Berp as Kaufmo

[dangerously-human]

Answer the Questions and Tag 5 Fanfic Authors

I was tagged by @youareiron-andyouarestrong and @menina89 for a fanfic writer tag game, which was quite fun to do!

1 . How did you get into writing fanfiction? A lot of the very early stories I wrote down were continuations of books I read. In one of my summer journals my mom would have us keep in elementary school, I found a story extending The Littles with characters who were welcoming a new baby. See, kidfic was my favorite even when I myself was a kid! Of course, it was only much later that I heard of the concept of fanfiction, in high school. Shortly thereafter, I booked it to the school library during lunch or a free period and banged out a Supernatural wee!chesters sickfic. Created an FFN account and, as they say, the rest is history.

2. How many fandoms have you written in? Counting just what I've posted to AO3 (so not all the stuff from early childhood), and not double counting adaptations as separate fandoms, 19 so far. Not telling which, but that will be increasing to 20 in the near future...

3. How many years have you been writing fanfiction? That story I told above was from when I was 6 or 7, if you want to count that. Otherwise, somewhere around 15.

4. Do you read or write more fanfiction? Usually I'd say I read more, but it's been about even lately, particularly as I've been writing mostly for Lockwood & Co - I'm really, really picky with what I'm comfortable reading in that fandom. Lately, though, I've been reading more for other fandoms (particularly Dune and Little Women, and making a small dent in a large backlog of reading for some of my earlier fandoms, like Stargate Atlantis, Farscape, and Fringe).

5. What is one way you’ve improved as a writer? Writing conflict. It's still not something I find easy, but it's something I find rewarding, so I've been working at it. And I think I've come a long way so far.

6. What’s the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? When I was writing my Those Binary Stars 'verse for Endeavour, I did frequent, if light, research to keep things as historically accurate as possible. Stuff like when were whiteboards invented, when did Scrabble enter the mainstream, when did people start using car seats with children and what were they like earlier on...

7. What’s your favorite type of comment to receive on your work? When somebody picks up on symbolism I infused into a fic, that's so exciting. Sometimes it's something I didn't fully notice as I was writing, which is a bonus! It's also a delight to hear specific lines that worked for a reader, or hear that everyone is in character (this is especially vindicating for minor and/or complicated characters).

8. What’s the most fringe trope/topic you write about? Probably my more explicitly religious fic? It doesn't feel super fringe most of the time, given my writing circle, but in the grand scheme, I recognize that it is.

9. What is the hardest type of story for you to write? Anything with significant plot, especially if I have to account for the passage of time. I also find major AUs impossible. Minor canon divergence, sure, especially if deviating from a particular moment in canon. Changing the setting or foundational truths about canon? Terrifying.

10. What is the easiest type? Some drabbles practically write themselves. As indicated above, I am a canon-compliant girlie. Post-canon is where it's at, although I also like magnifying a moment in canon to peel apart the layers and dive deep into the emotion. This works especially well for angstier work, which, perhaps contrary to appearances, I often find flows more easily than fluff for me.

11. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When? I mostly use Scrivener, on my couch at home in the evening, laptop propped on a pillow on my lap, horizontal to varying degrees. One day my back will hate me for this. I also do a lot of preliminary writing prep in the notes app on my phone, wherever I am (on the train, in bed, in a meeting at work, etc).

12. What is something you’ve been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day? I've got three rather ambitious AUs in progress, which I'd love to write but I think I'd have to break them apart a bit into things I could do in stages, perhaps a series of oneshots posted out of order, like Restore the Years has turned into (but with more overarching plot). In order of increasing difficulty/plottiness: Lockwood & Co office menace Skull AU, Fringe S4 fix-it AU, Endeavour spy AU.

13. What made you choose your username? I started as visionsofmangos on FFN (and later, AO3), which was my attempt to follow John Green's idea to just throw together a couple words that sounded sort of pretty and poetic in combination but didn't inherently mean anything. (I don't even especially like mangoes, and usually spell that word with the E.) This is because I had something to post and no idea what to call myself and I was in a rush, and also because I very intentionally did not want to use the same username as I used for Tumblr - I would share my early fanfiction with my sister and some IRL friends, but my Tumblr existence was separate. (Even now, although I have my Tumblr linked from my AO3 profile, I'm more comfortable with the reverse - my Tumblr peeps are welcome to my fanfic, but I'm a little nervous about fanfic people coming to find me in a wizard hat eating mayonnaise out of the jar at midnight on this here blog, or however the post goes.) I eventually chose human_dreamer_etcetera for my "everywhere except Tumblr" username, which I used a lot as a self-description prior to that and quite like for its more meaningful poeticism.

Zero-pressure tagging @astridcontramundum, @karasbroken, @insidethekaleidoscope, @paranorahjones, and @hiddenvioletsgrow!

[zergula]

Welcome to The Kingdom Of Kaodina

The Kingdom Of Kaodina welcomes you to our bustling yet ancient town! Our townsfolk are living their best lives as their ancestors did before them. It's a simple life in Kaodina but luckily, the townsfolk seem to have special abilities to make it a little more exciting! There's mischievous fairies, wicked witches, wild werewolves, vicious vampires, and even beautiful mermaids everywhere! There are fantasy homes, ruins, and lots of parks for your sim to explore!

I have played Moonlight Falls and Dragon Valley far too many times. I wanted a new fantasy/medieval/tudor world to play in so I decided to try making my own! I found this gorgeous map by JanasCreatives and just had to make my very own perfect new tudor town!

Interesting Characters

There are a lot of townies from Dragon Valley and Moonlight Falls here: The MacAnna Sisters, Robin Hooley, The Dolans, The O'Connells, The Goodfellows, The MacDuffs, Chaucey Grimm, Gladsten Farmwell, John Burb, Siobahn Murphy, Bailey and Chester Swain.

The Mudd Family is a farming family! They love to get their hands in the mud to plant, build, and more! You'll see them tending to their garden on their lovely lot all of the time!

The Blossom Fairies are best fairy friends and probably 99% responsible for all of the shenanigans around town.

Cordelia Morgan has been a resident of The Kingdom Of Kaodina since the beginning…mostly because they can't keep her out of Kaodina Bay. She is a daughter of the sea king!

Flora Root loves her little house on the peninsula. She can practice her alchemy potions, let her garden thrive, and all with an absolutely beautiful view!

Around Town

27 community lots 74 residential lots

There is lots to do in The Kingdom Of Kaodina! Along with all EA rabbitholes, there is:

Splash Mountain Rollercoaster by soocoolsim - set as a beach, your sims can lay under the sun, swim, snorkel, play in the water, or even ride an amazing rollercoaster!

Camp Plumbob by ruthlesskk - even medieval sims still like to camp so bring them down to this beach and pick your favorite tent!

Royal Bulldog Pub by XOX1 - you can definitely meet some interesting folks at this dive bar!

The Old Mill - a smaller version of SimGuruKitty's Old Mill, you can catch only the best fish here. It's the town's best secret

The Three Broomsticks by elle0808 - a lovely cafeteria where your sims can enjoy all kinds of different delicacies from around the world

Kaodina Market And Nectary - lots of fun trinkets to find here or sell your own! You will be surprised at the nectar selection as well!

Kaodina Entertainment District is where you will find the grocery store, theater, bijou, and a fun arcade with all games.

The Opera House And Casino is Kaodina's Live Show Venue where you can see your favorite performer, play some casino games, or both!

Country Bear Jamboree by Sandraelle - this is where all of the locals gather to have some fun

Kaodina Library has a lot of books and you can buy some at its bookstore, too! The Vault of Antiquity is here for all of your deep research needs. The Wyeth Institute art gallery is right next door!

Visit the Gypsy Camp by LariFari2009 to purchase potions and glimpse into your future…for a price, of course.

Prosperity Lounge and Casino by Joolster - a dance club with an underground live music room

Notre Dame de Paris by soocoolsim - an absolutely gorgeous recreation of the Notre Dame where your sims can get married, or get buried.

Kaodina Fire And Rescue - a small station on a big lot with everything you need for the firefighter career.

Construction Pete's Junkyard - a small junkyard with lots of treasures to be found!

The Duke Of Bows Renaissance Fair - store venue edited a bit by me and set as the town gym

The Kalua Pool by Snowmoon - a cool oasis pool ready for your next party

DunBroch Archery by Sandraelle - a recreational park where you can practice your archery, martial arts, or just enjoy the scenery

Orchard House - a community garden hangout with a working tractor so you can grab those goodies even faster. Who says a medieval town can't be a little modern?

Other Important Info

Kaodina is a medium world. I have all expansions, all stuff packs, and all store content so I am sure most of it is used in this save. If you do not have some of the items, the game will generate another item in its place. The only expansion not used is PETS so I am not sure how it will perform with pets and horses, etc. but there is plenty of room for them. This is a world save file so you will have to have the world installed in order to play the save file. In this download there is the world download and 3 save files:

KaodinaCommunityLots - this save is only the community lots, no residential houses

KaodinaUnpopulated - this is the final version of the save with zero households

KaodinaPopulated - this is the final version of the save with all households

There is zero custom content in this save

I hope you enjoy! Please tag me @zergula or hashtag #kaodina in any posts or photos you share because I would love to see them. You can check out my other world saves here: River Falls and here: Simarellen Happy simming!

SIMFILESHAREDOWNLOAD

[dashboard-elysium]

The Case of the Missing Swordsman / Post 8 / Previously

YOU – “Welcome to your new home station, Kim. The first place we’re going is the bathroom.”

KIM – “The bathroom? Surely there are more valuable places to see on this tour.”

YOU – “No, no, this is important. There are two bathrooms, but there’s only one that you can use if you need the toilet. The other one is the lines bathroom.”

KIM – “The… lines… bathroom?” He’s not sure he heard you properly.

YOU – “The bathroom where people go to do lines. The toilets there don’t work, and people get really mad if you use them.”

SAVOIR FAIRE – You found that out the hard way.

ESPRIT DE CORPS – You’re saving Lieutenant Kitsuragi from a similar fate. He’s grudgingly grateful for this information.

YOU – “Welcome to the powder room, lieutenant!” You push open the door and gesture grandly for Kim to go ahead of you. Inside, you find that the lines bathroom is already occupied. Mack Torson and Chester McLaine are both crouched on the floor next to the stall. Surprisingly, they’re not doing drugs.

CHESTER – “Aw man, I thought you locked the door!” Chester has a drill in his hand. It’s embedded in the side of the stall. At just about belt level.

MACK – “I thought I did too! That shitty door never locks right.” He looks between you and Kim. “It’s not what it looks like.”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY – That hole in the stall door is going to be used for exactly what it looks like. Actually.

MACK – “We were going to prank Vic! So don’t tell him, alright, Mullen?”

DRAMA – What kind of prank is that? My liege, that story rings of fiction.

ESPRIT DE CORPS – The lieutenant now has a second reason to avoid this bathroom.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY – That’s a shame.

CHESTER – Chester elbows Mack in the side and mutters, “Hey Mack, is that…”

KIM – The lieutenant clears his throat. “I’m Kim Kitsuragi, Lieutenant. From the 57th Precinct… until my transfer is finalized, that is.”

AUTHORITY – Hey, you know these guys’ names. You can do introductions.

YOU – You introduce everyone and they all shake hands, Mack and Chester looking somewhat sheepish.

MACK – “Hey, at least Mullen knows who we are now. Remember that time he called in to the station…”

CHESTER – “And didn’t even know his own name! I told him I was the Hjelmdallermann and I think he believed me!” He begins to laugh. The high pitched sound echoes loudly in the small room.

AUTHORITY – Hold up. What was that about Hjelmdallermann?

YOU – 

“Have you seen my coffee mug?”

“Are you a big Hjelmdallermann fan, Chester?” (Narrow your eyes suspiciously)

“Between you and Mack, he’s the one who’d be a believable Hjelmdallermann. It’s all about the muscle development.” (Flex a little)

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

𓅨 Dreamswept: Chapter Eight

Dreamswept: In which Dream’s imprisonment brings out his darker side. Y/N’s mother works for the Burgess’s as a nurse, and after stumbling across what is hidden beneath Fawny Rig’s mortars one summer, Y/N’s life will never be the same. A darkness has attached itself to her and no matter how long she is kept from the Endless in the basement, he has not forgotten her kindness and brief moments of comfort. No, he has not forgotten, and now he craves it. 

Warnings: Language.

To Note: Dark!Morpheus/Dream x Female!Reader, Inspired by 'Claiming His Queen' by @moonmaiden1996 (Go Read It!).

Word Count: ~2.1k

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You couldn’t get back to your room fast enough. The adrenaline from the dream you just had was still quite fresh in your body and you were flying. Dashing into your room, you grabbed your phone and scrambled to get it unlocked. Once it was, you hit Isabel’s speed dial and held your phone to your ear. You could feel yourself shaking as you waited for her to pick up. Sinking to the floor with your back pressed against your bed, you nearly let out a shaky cry of relief when she picked up. 

“Hey babes, so you remember that guy I told you about from Chesters? I might have asked him out on a date…” You sniffed and wiped your eyes. 

“Iz, I thought you said you weren’t going to date anyone anytime soon?” You croaked out, glad to have something else to focus on at that moment. 

“Well, yeah, but he seems so nice… but ignore that babes, you sound like your head’s in the toilet… what happened?” You almost aired out a half laugh, half sob. 

“So I tried not taking my meds, twice in a row, didn’t end well.” You whispered to her, pushing a hand over your hair. Isabel was quiet for a moment, then responded. 

“So when you say didn’t end well, are we talking about side effects, withdrawals, or something else?” She asked. You let out a pained sigh. 

“I’m having startlingly lucid dreams, Iz, and they are terrifying me.” You told her, your words just as shaky as your breathing. “Dreams aren’t real but these feel as real as you and I.” 

“Oh, Y/N/N, you’re having nightmares again? If you’re having nightmares, go right back on that medication. Don’t make yourself suffer.” You shook your head despite her not being able to see your action. 

“No, it’s— Izzy they aren’t nightmares, they’re— they’re dreams of a place I think I dreamed about when I was younger.” You softly explained, trying to wrap your mind around why the forest seemed oddly familiar. “But— but this time there is someone there, a man, and he knows me and claims that I belong to him and he’s angry that I’ve been gone and that he couldn’t find me and I have no idea who he is!” You focused on your breathing and tried to get in back in control once more. “What’s more, everyone here at Fawny Rig is acting like they wished I hadn’t come home. I don’t feel welcome here and my own mother is avoiding me. Did I make a mistake moving back?” 

“Okay, so your family are being major dicks to you after you’ve been gone for so long… we can talk about that later. Right now let’s focus on those dreams of yours… so you say that the place you dream of is familiar, but the man is not and is staking a claim, rude by the way, do you know what he wants?” 

“No,” You sniffed. “All he keeps talking about is how ‘they’ hid me from him and how I’m his because I sacrificed my blood for him. I made the mistake of mentioning Evan and he went off the rails at the idea that I was romantically involved with someone else and…” You trailed off, your mind instantly overtaken by the memory of rabid kisses, then you remembered the way he had touched you. “Oh my God, Iz, he kissed me because of that. Said that he was going to have to remind me of who I belonged to. Then he started touching me and I froze up and I didn’t stop him for some reason, and it felt— I don’t know what to do—“

“Y/N deep breaths, your hyperventilating again,” Isabel said, her voice soft and soothing. “Come on babes, give me slow, deep breaths.” You followed through with her words, taking slow breaths and sucking in air as deep as you could.

“I feel like I’m going crazy, Isabel but I refuse to go back on my meds,” You whispered to her, pushing your fingers into your face. “What kind of person dreams up a man who then proceeds to stake claims and kisses the hell out of you all the while feeling you up just to make sure you know that you belong to him?” 

“Hate to break it to you, babe, but plenty of women have sex dreams about hot men.”

“It was not a sex dream—“ You cut yourself off, your cheeks going hot when you realized that, yes, it pretty much was a sex dream since the man in your dreams had stroked you ever so tantalizingly, not to mention essentially finger fucking you to the point of being a floundering mess trapped against a tree trunk. “I’m scared that more will happen and I do not feel comfortable handing myself off to some strange man to have his way with me, even if he’s hot. Evan was a lesson well learned. I am not a one-and-done to be discarded with little afterthought.”

“Which is bloody brilliant that you know what you want, Y/N,” Isabel reminded you. “Look, if you don’t want to go back on your meds, that is entirely up to you and there isn’t anything wrong with that. But if you don’t want those dreams, maybe you should get one of those fancy sleep tracker watches that wakes you up at the optimal time.”

“And how would that help me?” You sighed, rubbing your forehead. Isabel snorted. 

“Easy, rather than have it wake you up at the best time, program it to wake you up when you are in REM sleep, that’s when you dream. If you get woken up every time you start to dream, you don’t need to face your hot, possessive mystery man. Granted it’s not exactly a long-term solution but it should help you short term.” That idea sounded good, more than good, actually. If you could keep your dreams at bay with something that didn’t involve medicine, you were all for it. 

“I think I’ll try that, I’ve been on that bloody medication long enough.” 

“I have no idea what I am doing Izzy,” You stated with an inebriated sigh while scratching your head in complete puzzlement. In front of you was the sleep tracker that was meant to be used to wake one up at just the perfect time in the morning, except that was not the reason why you had bought it. No, you had bought it so you could program it to wake you up when you were in REM sleep, the stage of sleep where dreams were active. You didn’t have to face your mystery man and his rabid kisses and touches if you didn’t dream in the first place. 

“Don’t panic now, Y/N, you’ve only just opened it,” Isabel responded over the speakerphone. “Okay, you downloaded the app as the instructions told you, right?” You hummed in answer, swiping the phone app and opening up the sleep app you had downloaded first thing. “Great, go to the wake settings, it should have the ideal setting to wake already selected.” You did as Isabel instructed, finding the wake settings. “Now choose REM as your wake setting and assign what type of alarm you want.” You chose the most extreme and unsettling sound on the list, wanting to ensure that you would be woken up.

“And done, should be one hell of a wake-up call given the alarm I chose but I want out of my dreams as soon as I can,” You stated, selecting the setting. “That all?” 

“Yep! Say sayonara to your horny hot dream man, well, sayonara until you want your horny hot dream man… don’t think I’d mind having a man in my dreams declaring me his…” You grimaced at the thought. 

“I’m not an object to be owned or used on a whim.” You then huffed out. “Certainly not by a dream that doesn’t exist in the first place.” You say, working the wristwatch that would monitor your sleep cycle, around your wrist. “I’m going to head to bed and hopefully have a nice night of sleep. Lord knows I need it after my family's less-than-comforting behavior.” 

“You are going to have a good night's sleep, babe, think positive thoughts.” Isabel chided you. You said your goodbyes and ended the call, before looking at the box that would be the alarm to wake you up. You were desperately hoping it worked because you doubted that you would be able to resist your dream man should he design for more.

Standing in the library of the Fawny Rig, you ran your fingers over the spines of the shelved books in deep appreciation. In your brief few weeks of living at the manor as a child, you had seldom spent time in the library because you had been so taken with chasing after frogs. Now you had a better appreciation for the words written in these books and you were looking forwards to reading them. Humming to yourself, you pulled one of the books off a shelf and began flipping through the pages. This was a book on avionics, a subject you hadn’t ever read about before. Your curiosity was piqued. You flipped a few more pages as you wandered further around the library. At least that’s what you did until you physically ran into someone. You nearly bounced off their chest and as arms steadied you on your feet, your lips moved to speak an apology.

“Oh! Please forgive me, I wasn’t—“ The apology fizzled out the moment you recognized who you had run into. The book fell from your hands as you started stuttering in place. Sharp blue eyes remained connected with yours as he bent down and retrieved your fallen book. As he was rising back up, you felt as if your heart had stopped in your chest. Then he offered the book back to you. You ignored the book and started backing away, your eyes wide. “What are you doing here?”

His head tilted to the side as he began to step forwards in time with your steps back. Little flickers of memory from your last encounter with him started filling your mind and your cheeks heated in embarrassment. 

“Is it not enough that you must haunt me in my dreams? Why won’t you leave me alone!?” You cried out at him, frustration clear on your face. “What did I do to deserve this!?” He was on you in seconds, pressing you back into a bookshelf and gently taking hold of your chin. His thumb brushed over your lips as he stared down at you in rapture. 

“You have not done anything to incur my wrath or dislike, little one. Quite the opposite actually,” He spoke quietly, his voice once again washing over your skin like the finest of silks. You shivered against him. His head started bending down and your heart leaped in your chest. Was he going to kiss you again? Spin you up in a tornado of confusion which made you unable to think properly? His lips, thankfully, stopped mere millimeters from your own. “Have I not proven that you are that which I crave? That you are the very object of my anthropomorphic desires? Have I not shown that all I wish is to have you as mine as you had bid years ago with the blood from this very cheek?” He reached up and brushed against the uneven scarred tissue on your cheek. You flinched. 

“You’re just a dream and I am not a trophy.” You whispered, nearly feeling your lips brush against his. His grip on your chin tightened and he closed the gap between your mouths. 

“Do I still feel a dream, my priestess?” He questioned against your lips, his own searching yours and eager to consume all that he could from you. “Look in the mirror, my love, I have been within you for years. Your eyes reflecting mine.”

“No, no,” You harshly whispered out, giving more resistance now. You pushed at his chest and tried to turn your head to remove his lips from yours. Your efforts were fruitless and just when you thought you would be consumed by that haze of lust that had grabbed your body in your last encounter, a piercing shriek broke the silent vale of the library. Hope bloomed in your chest and appeared on your face. “Alarm,” You whispered, your happiness now apparent. Eyes filled with the night sky darkened and narrowed at you as a tugging sensation filled your body. You let it and in seconds you were pulled from his dark embrace, free of any further actions on his part. 

Gasping awake, you stared at the ceiling of your room as the alarm from the box on your nightstand blared in your ear. It had worked. You let out a strained laugh, brushing your hand down your neck with a sigh of relief. You had a way out.

Date Published: 11/9/22

Last Edit: 4/3/23

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