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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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From: (Anonymous)

Val was lying. She did not have a house in the Pale, she had a mansion. A large, eerily empty mansion with nobody there but her and Val, Evelyn thought as she bathed, removing three months worth of filth and blood and cum from her skin. The clothes Val had set out for her were way too large, and she had to use a belt to keep the trousers from falling off.

"I've set out supper for you." Val said absent-mindedly as she reshelved her books.

"Why?"

"You must be hungry. It's um, it's horker stew but I hope you like it I've never been much good at making anything else."

"No, that's not- why did you bring me here? Why did you rescue me? Do you want me in your bed?" Evelyn demanded, desperately afraid.

"No, I-I just wanted to help you." Val replied, obviously stunned.

"Why? What does the dragonborn want with me?"

"Maybe I just didn't like seeing a girl getting raped and beaten in some gods forsaken mine! I don't want to fuck you and I don't want anything from you. If you can't accept that, you can leave." Val stomped her way over to a chair and sat down with a huff.

"There's nowhere for me to go." Evelyn felt the tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.

"You have here. You have me." Val sounded so desperately lonely then, and Evelyn wondered what it was like to be nineteen and faced with a task like killing Alduin.

"I'm pregnant." She whispered.

"I don't care." Val shuffled forward and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "Would you like me to show you the servants quarters? You must be tired."

"Yes. Please."

(sorry this was rushed and is shitty, I hope you enjoyed it regardless)

From: (Anonymous)

Seconding!Anon (who has cleared out a few more spaces in hell for anyone who might be coming in after us) has enjoyed reading this fic, dear A!A. And happy endings are perfectly fine. :D