#Alex and Callon

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Foursome Between Reader, Taleisin, Alex, and Callon

Otherwise known as non-edited eebee gooning for 4K words

Tags/Warnings: Bisexual MMMF, squirting, group sex, sharing/swapping, unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, praise, frotting, face sitting, sort of cucking but not rly? Idk man I’m gooning.

It started as a joke.

You and Taleisin had hooked up in one of the practice rooms, only to find Alex and Callon doing the same damn thing. The first time you had all walked out at the same time with tired expressions, it was nothing less than awkward. Yet by the third time, it was hard not to find it funny.

“At this point, we might as well just all be in the same room,” Taleisin joked. He didn’t even realize the connotation behind what he’d said until the words came out of his mouth.

Callon seemed unphased, “I’d be into it,” he said with a casual shrug.

Of course, it wasn’t that simple. For one, just finding a time everyone’s schedules lined up was trickier than anticipated, especially when Callon’s job seemed to have him ‘on-call’. The next challenge was figuring out how a foursome between you, two bisexual men, and (presumably) a straight man would work.

🔵: Tali do you like boys

🧡: uhhhhhh

🧡: I mean idk I’ve never really thought abt it and I’ve only ever dated my girlfriend

🔵: mmk let me rephrase that

🔵: tali do you wanna fuck me

🧡: UHHHHHHHH

You didn’t want Taleisin, sweet innocent Taleisin, to do anything he was uncomfortable with. However…you did kind of want to see him rail his femboy best friend.

🩷: If you wanted to, I’d be okay with it. But you don’t have to

🔵: ya idgaf either way

🔵: it kinda just determines how many condoms we need

🔵: I don’t want your girlfriend to get an infection

🔵: it’s not like porn where you can just go back and forth

🧡: ohhhhh

🧡: uhh can I think about it

🔵: yeah ofc

🔵: and if you wanna stop at any point that’s totally fine

🩷: maybe it’s best if you got fucked last?

🔵: maybe, idk

🔴: My thought is start with everyone with their respective partners just so everyone is comfortable, then maybe try swapping if Tali was into it, then we can try more adventurous stuff. I know Callon likes being the center of attention, but I think it’d be best if me (and potentially Tali) fuck him last

🔵: oh bro has a plan

🔵: I can’t believe you did your sex homework that’s crazy work

🔴: shut up

🔴: but physiologically speaking, Tali and Callon should last the longest

🔵: ‘physiologically speaking’

🔵: you and your big words 💙

There were plenty of ideas, and so long as anyone that fucked Callon used a condom, you’d be able to take anyone you pleased.

🔵: just because I haven’t topped in forever doesn’t mean I can’t fuck the shit out of you

🩷: no offense but

🩷: I severely doubt that LOL

🧡: I have decided

🧡: I am going to give it a shot 🫡

🧡: idk if I’m into guys but like I’ve never tried it so I guess we’ll find out??

🔵: not sure if that’s how that works but ok!

Soon enough, the four of you were in a hotel room with a king size bed, unsure of what to do. It was awkwardly silent at first, no one wanting to be the first one to make a move.

“Well,” Callon awkwardly cleared his throat, “wonderful weather we’re having.”

“Shut up,” Alex mumbled, pinning Callon to the bed and starting to kiss him, the sound of Callon laughing slipping out between kisses.

You took a moment just to watch, as if to study them. Both of their eyes closed, yet their hands knew exactly where to go. You turned to Taleisin, pulling him in for a kiss. You were close enough where you could feel his heart beating, nearly the same speed it had when you first slept with him. He laid back on the bed next to Callon, and you leaned down to kiss him, grinding your ass against his cock. Even though he was nervous, he was already hard.

You pulled away, starting to undress him as you took his belt off, pulling his pants and underwear away.

“Holy fuck, that’s…” you heard Callon speak up, looking over at Taleisin’s hard cock.

“What?” He asked, confused.

“I think you’re the biggest out of all of us, I didn’t expect that to be honest,” Callon laughed.

Taleisin wasn’t sure how to respond, but you made sure he didn’t need to, sucking on the head of his cock as you slowly took all of it in your mouth, bobbing your head back and forth. He let out a hesitant moan, still a little shy as you sucked him off in front of his closest friends.

While you continued to please him, Callon and Alex undressed, each stroking each other’s cocks.

“You know, I don’t think we need lube just yet.”

Callon’s eyes widened, “yeah, I dare you to say that again.”

“Shh, just be patient,” he said, caressing his face before walking behind you. As you dutifully sucked Taleisin’s cock, he pulled down your skirt, feeling your wet pussy through your panties. He grinned, pulling your panties down and rubbing the head of his cock against your wet cunt. You felt his hand move toward your neck, pushing your head down further onto Taleisin’s cock. “You just keep doing what you’re doing,” he whispered before pushing his thick cock inside you. You let out a muffled moan, feeling yourself adjust to its size. Alex pushed your head back down again, “don’t stop, keep sucking him off.” He started to move, and focusing on blowing Tali’s was getting more and more difficult.

Callon watched as Alex fucked you, the way each thrust pushed you forward. He stroked his own cock, wet and dripping with precum. He turned to Tali, listening as his moans slowly got louder; he was starting to relax. “Tali,” he said in a whisper, trying to break his attention.

“I…huh?” He could barely focus, the feeling of your mouth intoxicating.

“We can make out, if you want. We don’t have to,” Callon asked, continuing to stroke himself off.

“Yeah, sure,” he answered with little hesitation, and Callon placed his lips upon Taleisin’s, both moaning into each other's mouths. It was a lewd sight, the way their tongues brushed against each other while you sucked him off, all while being taken from behind.

You could feel yourself getting close; even if you hadn’t been touched too much, the situation itself made everything more sensitive. Your moans got louder, your pussy tightening against his cock.

“You cum as much as you want, go ahead,” said Alex, his voice gentle as he whispered in his ear. You weren’t sure what it was, but the way he spoke, the tone of his voice, that alone was enough to send you over the edge, cumming onto his cock. Alex pulled your head up off of Tali’s cock, making sure everyone in the room could fully hear your moans.

He pulled out of you, walking back over to Callon and rubbing their cocks together, your juices making it easy for them to move against each other. Callon had been stroking his cock for so long, just watching, feeling Alex’s warm, wet cock against his drew a whimper from his lips.

After your first orgasm, you needed another. You climbed on top of Tali, sitting on his cock with little warning. You took it with ease, stretched out and wet.

Tali broke his kiss with Callon just to let out another moan, feeling your warm pussy take all of him as he watched you ride him. He moved his hands to your sides, and you took your shirt off as you bounced on top of his cock.

Alex laid down next to Callon, moving his face towards him and kissing him, all of his attention on his partner after fucking you. He stroked Callon’s cock, rubbing the tip with his thumb as Callon fucked into his hand.

You could feel yourself getting close, leaning down and kissing Tali as you felt him move even faster. He held you down on his cock, slamming into you. “I…I’m gonna cum,” he mumbled between kisses. Before you could respond, you felt him cum inside you, letting out a loud moan as he reached his climax.

At the sight of Taleisin’s orgasm, Callon couldn’t hold on any longer, cumming all over Alex’s hand and himself. If the situation were different, it might’ve been disappointing; yet Callon and Taleisin were both elves, and could potentially cum just as many times as a human woman could, depending on the circumstances. Still, that didn’t mean they’d be able to jump right back in immediately.

The only person who hadn’t cum yet was Alex. You got off of Taleisin, laying back down on the bed as your cum dripped out of him. Alex looked back towards you before whispering in Callon’s ear. “I want to see you fuck her. Think you can do that?”

Callon nodded his head, still overwhelmed by his last orgasm. Callon moved next to you, licking and sucking on one of your nipples as Alex held his waist, slowly getting his cock hard again.

Taleisin looked confused, watching the scene unfold next to him. “What…what do I do?”

Callon giggled, still playing with your tits. “Whatever you want to do.”

He started licking your other breast, and you let out a moan as you felt both of their warm tongues glide across your nipples, sucking on them playfully. You watched as Alex started to play with Callon’s asshole, using his own cum as lube. You listened to him moan, before watching Alex get up to grab a condom, opening it with his teeth before sliding it onto his cock; he might want to fuck you again later, after all.

Callon got up, moving between your legs. He had talked a big game earlier, but now seemed nervous, letting out a sharp inhale.

Alex stood behind him, running his hands down Callon’s body, grabbing his partner’s cock and rubbing the tip across your clit. “Come on baby, you can do it,” he said, encouraging him. He let out a whimper, his lip quivering as he felt your messy pussy. You only now realized that Alex was already inside of Callon; he would fuck Callon, while Callon fucked you.

He thrusted inside of Callon, pushing Callon inside of you. Having both his asshole and his cock played with was overwhelming, his face flushed as he started to move.

Taleisin had stopped playing with your tits, watching Callon fuck you with curiosity. His cock hard once more, he knelt in front of your face, not even saying a word; yet you knew exactly what he wanted. You started to suck Taleisin’s cock once again; something about sucking his cock while being fucked felt different; it was like you could turn your brain off, allowing yourself to focus only on pleasing the cocks in front of you.

Callon lost himself in your pussy, fucking himself on Alex’s cock every time he moved to thrust in you; Alex hardly had to move at all, feeling Callon’s tight hole grip him, he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. Callon moved faster, “I-I can’t keep going, I’m gonna cum,” he said between moans, slowing his pace.

“Just hold on a little longer,” he said, grabbing Callon’s sides and moving faster as he plowed into his asshole. He threw his head back, cumming into the condom and pulling out of Callon.

Callon pulled out of you before Alex reached around to stroke his cock, whimpering and moaning as Alex brought him to his second orgasm, pointing his cock right at your pussy as he came over your cunt. He breathed heavily, Alex kissing his neck and running his hands across his chest as he stood over you.

You weren’t sure if you could go on, you pussy stretched out and used. Taleisin pulled out of your mouth, petting your head as you took a moment to rest.

“Yeah I’m out for like, the next twenty minutes at least,” Alex said, taking the condom off and throwing it out before laying back on the bed. “Don’t let me stop you, though.”

“I might need a bit of a break,” you said in an exasperated tone, your body sore, your pussy throbbing.

“We…” Callon took a deep breath, “we can stop then, if you guys want.”

Taleisin spoke up, “I can keep going.”

You were a bit surprised at his forwardness, reaching up to slowly stroke his cock. You moved onto your knees, kissing the wet tip.

Callon crawled forward, kneeling next to you. He watched you run your tongue up and down his shaft, biting his lip. He looked back at Alex, as if waiting for approval. He nodded his head, and Callon looked up at Taleisin, “can I help?”

His tone was sweet, his phrasing innocent. “I…” Taleisin bit his lip, letting out a quiet moan. “Yeah, sure.”

Callon smiled, joining you in licking Taleisin’s cock, mirroring your motions on the other side. He started to suck one of his balls, and you started to take the head of Taleisin’s cock in your mouth. The sight of two people playing with his cock, licking, sucking, worshipping it, was unlike anything he had ever imagined.

Alex moved behind Callon, petting his hair and kissing his back as he pleased Tali. “He’s good at it, isn’t he?” Alex said, speaking of Callon as if he were his pet.

“Uh, yeah, it…it feels really good…” he mumbled, trying to hold back another moan. He breathed slow, closing his eyes for a moment as if to center himself.

Alex moved under Callon’s legs, making sure his cock didn’t go without attention. He licked the tip of it, tasting you on him before taking his cock in his mouth.

Callon moaned on Tali’s cock, and you started to move your head faster, wanting to make Tali cum again. You heard Alex slap Callon’s ass as he sucked him off, only encouraging Callon further as he sloppily licked Taleisin’s balls. You moved off of his cock and over to his balls, Callon taking your place as he moved his head back and forth.

“Good girl,” you heard Alex say, pausing from sucking him off and moving back behind him. At first, you thought he was talking to you. You looked to your side, watching as he pushed Callon down on Taleisin’s cock the same way he had to you earlier. He wasn’t talking to you, he was talking to Callon.

You listened as Tali’s breath hitched, still sucking as he came down Callon’s throat. Neither you nor Callon stopped as he came, listening to Taleisin’s whimpers.

“Fuck, fuck, oh my god,” he mumbled, Callon finally pulling away as cum dribbled from the tip of Tali’s cock to Callon’s lips. “That…that was incredible.”

“I know,” Callon smirked. “Still want to keep going?”

You moved next to Taleisin, wrapping your arms around him. “It’s up to you,” you whispered.

“Yeah…I do,” he nodded, recovering quickly. He seemed much more confident than before, maybe even excited.

Alex sat back down on the bed, and Callon laid down on his lap, Alex caressing his shoulders as Callon spread his legs, showing off his hole, stretched out and wet with your juices, his own cum used as lube.

You stroked Taleisin’s cock, guiding him towards Callon’s hole. You pulled away, kissing his neck as he rubbed the tip against his entrance.

“Go slow, I…” Callon trailed off, “yeah, just go slow.”

Taleisin slowly pushed inside, and you kissed him, feeling him moan into your mouth as Callon cried out. “That’s it,” you said between kisses.

Callon let out a moan, feeling himself stretch to for Taleisin’s cock. “Oh god, it feels so good.”

Alex leaned down, holding Callon’s hands as Tali bottomed out inside him. “Good girl, you’re taking him so well,” Alex whispered, leaning down to kiss him on the forehead.

“Now go slow,” you gently commanded. Tali nodded, starting to thrust in and out of him as Callon’s asshole gripped him tight. You moved beside them, starting to stroke Callon’s cock as Tali fucked into him.

Callon moaned, and Alex shushed him, as if comforting him. “You can handle it,” he purred, kissing him once more. Alex looked over at you, “go faster.”

You had no reason to say no, so you obliged, stroking Callon off even quicker.

“Can-Can I go faster? Please?”

Callon didn’t respond, whimpering and moaning as Alex whispered something into his ear. “Go ahead. He can take it,” he said, speaking for him.

Taleisin gripped his legs, moving faster as Callon cried out once more. “Fuck! It’s so…fuck, it’s so big.”

“Uh, sorry,” Taleisin mumbled.

“Don’t apologize,” you turned to kiss him again. “I think he likes it.”

“I think he does too,” Alex remarked, looking back down at Callon. “Do you like it?”

“Yes! Tali please don’t stop, fuck it feels so good!”

“You’re so loud, why don’t we put that mouth to use?” Alex said before looking over at you. “Come here, sit on his face.”

You gave Taleisin another kiss before crawling over, straddling Callon’s face before slowly lowering yourself down. You might’ve been sore, but the feeling of his tongue desperately moving along your cunt sent a wave of relaxation through your body.

You were now close enough to hear all the things Alex whispered to Callon. “That’s right, say thank you. She didn’t have to share him with you. Let him fuck you with his big, fat cock. Say thank you, baby.”

“Thank you,” he sputtered out, his later moans muffled by your pussy.

Taleisin’s moans we’re getting louder and louder, “I’m not gonna last much longer, where-”

“Cum on his cock,” Alex said. “Let’s see how many loads he can take.” He turned to you, “come here, I want him to see Tali cum on him.”

You nodded, moving off of him and sitting next to Alex, kissing him as Tali came all over Callon, his breathing heavier than last time as he shot white ropes across Callon’s cock and stomach.

“Can I…Can I cum? Please, please let me cum,” Callon begged, nearly in tears from pleasure.

“Go ahead, make a mess.”

He allowed himself to cum, adding yet another load to his stomach. “You know,” Alex said, petting his hair once again, “I am curious how long the both of you can go until you’re actually spent.” You always knew elves were capable of multiple rounds, but you hadn’t even seen Taleisin go for more than three at most. How much could he withstand? You weren’t sure if you could take anymore, but…you were willing to just watch.

It was fascinating, watching Taleisin lose himself in pleasure. You touched yourself, watching as Taleisin plowed into Callon yet again. Never did you think you’d be so turned on watching your boyfriend fuck his best friend, but it wasn’t necessarily the act that turned you on; it was the look of overstimulation, watching the tears fall down his face as he used Callon’s body with little abandon; just as Callon wanted.

“It’s fun to watch, isn’t it?” You heard Alex say quietly as he stroked his own cock. “It’s almost like a strange sense of pride, watching him.”

You were Taleisin’s first. He was always so sweet, so nervous. Now with the challenge of going until they couldn't anymore, he seemed desperate, drunk on pleasure. The difference between how he fucked you and how he fucked his friend was clear; he loved you. He cared about you. He wanted to make you feel good. Yet with Callon, he was nothing more than a flesh light to him. He didn’t ask if it felt good, or if he was okay. He simply fucked him, gripping onto his body tightly and taking as much of him as he could.

Perhaps you’d be able to convince him that sex didn’t always have to be sweet and loving. Perhaps you could convince him to treat you like a useless whore, just for an hour or two.

“Yeah, it is,” you said softly, your breath hitching as you played with your still sensitive pussy.

“Something tells me we might be here awhile longer. Might as well be comfortable,” he smiled.

You moved closer to him, spreading your legs further as you both touched each other. You stroked his cock as you felt him gently rub your clit.

“Maybe…one more round?”

You smiled, moving between his legs before lowering yourself down on his cock, facing away from him. “One more.”

He moved slow, still rubbing your clit as you watched the others. “Why don’t you remind him who he belongs to?”

You watched as Taleisin fucked him from behind, cumming inside him. “Taleisin, come here.”

He didn’t even question it. He pulled out of Callon, leaving him to fall back onto the bed, desperately stroking his own cock as Taleisin abandoned him to approach you. He looked up at you with obedient eyes as you sat on his friend’s cock. “Yes?”

“Please me.”

He hesitated for just a moment, before leaning forward and licking your clit as Alex slowly started to fuck you. You truly didn’t think you could take another cock in you, your body aching, but the pleasure was enough for you to ignore the pain.

Callon crawled forward, as if not wanting to be left out. Both boys licked at your pussy and the base of Alex’s cock, both drunk on lust.

Alex started to fuck you faster, your pussy so wet and messy you were already about to cum. You felt the heat beneath you, the feeling of release getting closer and closer. You let out a moan, and Alex only went faster.

“Cum all over them. They’ve earned it,” he whispered before biting your neck.

You squirted all over their faces, watching as they held their tongues out once they realized you were coming. They kept going, licking your clit as Alex moved faster; he wouldn’t last much longer either.

You listened to his moans as he came inside you, Callon eagerly licking up the cum that spilled out of you.

Maybe Taleisin and Callon could’ve gone a bit longer. Maybe not. But with the bed soaked, and half of you definitely down for the count, it was time to call it a night.

———

There were many benefits to Taleisin having a rich friend, but one you hadn’t thought of was staying in absurdly fancy hotel rooms. The four of you sat in the large, hot-tub sized bathtub, looking out the window to the city skyline.

“Can people like…see us, from here?” Asked Taleisin as he held you. You were all already naked, the question a bit late.

“No. It’s one of those like…we can see out, they can't see in, that kind of deal,” he shrugged.

“And your dad owns this hotel too?”

“Yeah. He just doesn’t come to this one as often, since it’s on the other side of the city; which is why I picked it,” he shifted onto Alex’s lap, letting out a quiet wince. “Tomorrow’s gonna hurt like a bitch…” he mumbled.

You were inclined to agree; the last round might’ve been pushing it.

“Sorry,” said Taleisin. “I might’ve gotten a bit carried away.”

“Yeah, that’s an understatement. Fuck, dude, you’re a god damn animal.”

He let out a nervous laugh, “I don’t know, I kinda just…locked in, I guess.”

You all cleaned up, and the rest of the night felt like any other hang out. You ordered food, you watched shitty movies on the couch, and thankfully, nothing felt awkward or different.

The suite contained three bedrooms; the decision early on had been made that one room would go to each couple, while the remaining room would act as ‘the sex room’; given the extent of your activities, it was a smart idea in hindsight, laying on clean sheets once you went to bed.

The two of you were now alone, laying together in bed. “So…what did you think?”

“Like, about the whole thing?”

“Yeah.”

“It was okay,” he shrugged.

“Just okay?” You laughed, playfully teasing him.

“I had fun. It was…a lot, and I’m not sure if I’d do it again, but…I enjoyed it. I don’t have any regrets.”

You smiled, trailing a finger down his chest. “So, when are you going to fuck me like that?”

He seemed confused, “like what?”

“Like how you fucked Callon. It was hot, seeing you like that. I’d love to experience it sometime.”

“I don’t know, I love you. I don’t want to hurt you, or like, disrespect you.”

You laughed, “but you’re okay with disrespecting Callon?”

“Yeah. He can be kind of annoying sometimes, so…” he shrugged. “It worked out, I guess.”

“Well, I’d love to experience that from you. Maybe I want you to disrespect me,” you spoke slowly.

“Like…like right now?”

“Maybe not now, but…tomorrow?”

He smiled, wrapping his arms around you. “Yeah, tomorrow.”

I gooned out

Kinda wanted to write more of tali and Callon fucking bc the idea of two bottoms fucking each other crying and covered in each others cum is rly hot to me. But idkkkkkkk

Hope you enjoyed it!! It was fun, especially after the gangbang scene where I didn’t rly know as much abt the other characters at the time other than reader and tali. So that’s fun

Yippee

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Hi, was deep diving into yandere fics and stuff and started thinking, which of your ocs would be most likely to be a yandere or what kind some of them would be? In like an au. (It’s 4 am so my mind is racing, I’m cutting these into parts so I’m sorry for the spam feel free to ignore them)

I was thinking Callon, rennyn, cyron, and noble prince(I’m so ashamed I forgot his name). Maybe Ronan and possibly Alex (so most of them I guess)

Alex is the first and probably only person he’s really ever actually felt loved by so I feel like after a while he’d get very obsessive and possessive over him because he can’t handle the thought of being alone and unloved anymore and doesn’t think anyone will love him like Alex ever again.

And I feel like Alex wouldn’t be as bad as callon but alex wouldn’t be so “I’ll leave callon be and just be a supporter of whatever he goes through” (shitty description of Alex but hopefully the point comes across). He’d be more protective of him and want to take care of him. In the future callon stays home while Alex works but this time the reason is more to isolate him so callon never has to worry and risk going out and something happening, probably to stop callon from getting into trouble

Ronan I feel would become one after the shooting, triggered by paranoia, spiraling into just straight possession. Even after they don’t need to isolate anymore he wouldn’t let us go. He’d lie saying it’s dangerous even though everything’s back to normal. He’d make a new base because he doesn’t want anyone coming to house, if us or the kids asked him to leave he’d use scare tactics not even caring about traumatizing the kids because he wants to keep us all with him, oh yea also keep us safe, that’s a big reason too

oOOOOH

I'm gonna be so real, there's a lot of things that started on my 'will not write' list that now I'm kind of 👀 about. Like originally I didn't think I'd enjoy writing m/m, then the fifteen year old fujoshi demons awakened in me. I didn't think I'd enjoy writing yandere characters, then rennyn showed up. Still not entirely sure where that idea came from, like it wasn't even an ask I just did that unprompted.

BUT I HAVE THOTS.

Callon's whole bit is he has this double life thing going on, and not in a fun Hannah Montana way regrettably. He puts on this persona of being a frat boy party loving asshole, when really he's just a dork who likes to play video games, spend time with his friends, and wear cute clothes. He just wants to be taken care of and loved, and eventually develops a bit of a co-dependency.

Spoilers for their side story under the cut, but also with old blog gone who knows if it even matters :,) I'll still put it under the cut regardless. I just have a lot to say abt both of them with this trope, but I have thots on the others as well.

Callon/Alex

I've always really liked the idea that Callon/Alex's relationship is incredibly messy, because realistically it would be! I've talked about before how I'm really inspired by Breaking Bad for that side of the world, and as stupid as it sounds I think Alex would have an arc similar to Skylar White, in the sense that he goes through various stages of understanding what's going on with Callon. Originally, my plan for their next chapters was Alex learns from Ezra that Callon's on academic probation, he helps him get his grades up, they leave for winter break, league team drama ensues.

Right before Spring break, we'd learn Cedric's whatever-the-fuck he did pulled through, and Alex gets the call his sister's getting out of jail; conveniently on the second day of Spring break (I really want to go more into Ronan's other family members too, so tbh part of me is wondering if my old blog getting deleted is a sign to just go ahead and start rewriting now that I have a concrete plan). He invites Callon to come with him, and he takes Callon to his yeeyee ass town in the middle of nowhere, which actually leads to some really sweet moments, and Callon meets his sister. Later on, this makes him feel even worse about his life, and he eventually lashes out against his dad, which ends very poorly.

Alex starts to look into who the hell bailed his sister out and got her such a good lawyer, and he slowly starts to put the pieces together, eventually tying one of the pseudonyms used on some paper work to the manager of a business owned by...Callon's father. He knows Callon has money, but he starts to think back to every weird thing he's heard from Callon, and somehow figures it out.

Back to the yandere thing;

Up until this point, Alex has been far more over-protective of Callon than vice-versa. He saw Callon as someone with a shitty homelife despite his wealth, who despite his persona was sweet and just a bit silly. He knows Callon's made poor choices, but he doesn't hold it against him. Despite everything, he sees him as kind of innocent if that makes sense? He wants to protect him.

So when he learns that his boyfriend, the guy who is labeled princess in his phone and has Sanrio plushies under his bed, who he picks up and throws around with ease, who spends his seemingly endless allowance on magic cards and league skins, is a criminal…he’s a bit in shock. Murder, armed robbery, and drug trafficking are just a few charges listed for the ‘Unknown Suspect’ said to be associated with the infamous crime family. The sketches all look off, but deep down he knows; that’s him.

So he does what most would do. He breaks things off. He’s furious; his sister’s release was bought and paid for with drug money, his boyfriend’s not only a liar but a murderer, and all Callon can say to defend himself is he didn’t want to do it. Alex doesn’t really get it; he can’t comprehend how someone could force Callon to do those things. Callon begs him not to turn him, or anyone else in his family in, and Alex reluctantly agrees; on the condition Callon only speaks to him when he needs to.

Then summer break happens, and Callon crashes out HARD. Alex is sad, but Callon is back to having sex with strangers and doing copious amounts of drugs. He overdoses over the summer, and once he recovers kinda goes all in on doing jobs for his family. This is what he is after all.

The next year starts and poor Tali has no idea why these two guys on the team are at each other’s throats. Tali, being the sweetheart he is, has a very “let’s all be friends :)” approach, not knowing ANY of the context. Ezra suspects they dated and broke up, but he doesn’t tell Tali that.

Still, they can’t stay apart from each other. They’re both still pissed with the other, but it takes approximately two weeks for Callon to be bent over in the bathroom stall while Alex fucks the ever loving hell out of him. They are both unhealthily obsessed with the other.

I also really like the idea Taleisin walks in and is like “are you guys okay?” And is promptly met with Alex shouting at him to fuck off. Poor Taleisin doesn’t know what’s going on and is just like “well at least they’re talking it out :) I think :)”

Eventually my plan was for Alex to slowly get more and more involved with mafia stuff. After all, that amount of money would tempt anyone, and putting up with Callon’s past is somehow easier than staying away from him. I’ve had plans on if I rewrite both of those stories, I want to change the order of when key events happen, like Callon’s dad dying. This ended up being me infodumping abt their story but. I’m just. Man. I was cooking on the drafts on that other account. TLDR both of them have yandere tendencies for each other, because they’re both batshit insane. Alex just hides it better.

Ronan

Ronan def has a lot of yandere potential. His heart is in the right place, really. No one can hurt you if you stay here. Why would you even need to leave? Everything you need is here. There’s no reason to leave.

I feel like him being a yandere would ultimately be kind of a bad end for him, if that makes sense. The big thing with him and his brother is both of them had very similar circumstances, but both handled them very differently. I don’t think he’d want to scare the kids, as he’s seen how Callon turned out (not great!), but I can see him doing it to reader. After all, his last wife left him; he can’t let you get away too. You need him. Without him, who knows what could happen out there?

Rennyn

I’ve considered making him more of a yandere now that reader is pregananate, and I think you hit the nail on the head. His men had their fun, but you’re his and no one else’s. They can follow every other order just fine, this shouldn’t be a problem. If they don’t, they might meet a fate worse than death.

Varin

I think you got Cyron and his name confused but that’s valid because it took me way longer than I care to admit to remember his name

He also I think could EASILY become a yandere. He’s a fun character, but I always struggled with continuing his story tbh; I had ideas (I saw the other ask with ideas and I tried writing some of them, but none of them really worked out), but he ended up being kind of a one-and-done OC if that makes sense. HOWEVER, he would murder for you and not feel bad about it. I don’t think he’d never want to kidnap you, as part of his motivation for subjecting himself to the fighting pits was to find his mother who’s also in captivity. However, I do think if you were to leave, you’d realize he’s never far behind you. He doesn’t trust you to defend yourself, and if he’s not looking out for you, then no one is. He’s doing you a favor, really. You see him in the corner of your eye, you always seem to run into him wherever you go. He’s always there, watching out for you.

Cyron

Here’s the thing. Cyron is absolutely a bastard, but he’s also kind of pathetic? Yes, he has reasons for why he is the way he is, but I like the idea that if he were to be a yandere, he’d be really bad at it. Like he’s trying really hard to stalk you, but he just moves too awkwardly and you notice every time. He’s too proud to admit he’s obsessed with you, so when you confront him on it he’s just like “what? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe you need to get your eyes checked.” He tries so hard to be possessive, but reader can easily just…push him off of her. Literally and metaphorically. He’s a chihuahua of a man, all bark and no bite. Although, if someone were to hurt you, he would absolutely order their entire family to be murdered and not feel bad about it. He doesn’t care if he starts a war in the process.

Taleisin

The idea of yandere Tali makes me giggle tbh

He doesn’t have a violent bone in his body. Which is hilarious, because I actually have a scene from one of my other series I’ve written (that hasn’t been posted yet) with his father beating the shit out of someone at a ball for being mean to his wife (his second wife died, Tali’s mother is his third, more on that later). He just didn’t inherit that, being much more passive and cool-headed. He’s definitely clingy (you’re also so soft…if you didn’t want him to be so clingy, then maybe you shouldn’t have been so cute!), and it’s rare he gets jealous. If he does, he’s pretty honest about it and his insecurities.

HOWEVER

I like the idea that if someone’s mean to you, he gets kinda scary. He absolutely has no problem telling anyone that’s a dick to you that no one loves them, they will die alone, and be remembered by no one. He’s normally kinda nervous in social situations, but he has no problem standing up for you. Honestly? It’s kinda hot when he gets angry on your behalf. Like his voice shifts a little lower, he has this serious look on his face, and you’re just kinda like. Whoa.

I hope this was fun to read! Sorry I infodumped, I just feel like those two fit the trope the best given their personalities.

[coinnewz]

Earn Bitcoin in Minecraft, BGA’s 50/50 gender split

Minecraft gets the Bitcoin treatment It seems like Minecraft has been around since the invention of computers, and there is a reason for that. Along with its official free updates, which provide extra content, the Minecraft ecosystem has an incredibly active community, helping it stay up to date. Thanks to the game’s open-ended gameplay, there is tons of community-built content available to enjoy. Have you finished the standard content of the game? Then why not relive the industrial revolution with custom-built mods? Or enter a competition to see who can build a construction first against hundreds of others? There is a server for that. Pokemon in Minecraft? Pixelmon! And if you want to earn Bitcoin in Minecraft? Welp, you can even do that now. Players can earn Bitcoin in Minecraft with the partnership between Zebedee and Satlantis. (Zebedee) A community-operated Minecraft server by the name of “Satlantis” has integrated Zebedee’s gaming tech that lets players earn Bitcoin by completing in-game quests inspired by real-life BTC mining. Players in the server can join in-game mining pools, collect ASICs (popular hardware tailored for Bitcoin mining) and increase their hash rate to win block rewards. What a cool way to educate traditional gamers on the basics of Bitcoin! Players can withdraw their earnings to Zebedee’s app, where they can spend their gains on other games made by the company or move them to exchanges that support Bitcoin’s layer-2 Lightning Network. Don’t get your hopes up for buying a Lambo with your earnings from building pixelated wonders. The server will give out a total of 1 million satoshis — equal to one hundred millionth of a BTC — per week. That’s around $300 per week divided by God-only-knows how many people. While it isn’t much, it’s a start that could become a trend. The Bitcoin-friendly integration is an unofficial one, and neither Satlantis nor Zebedee is affiliated with the Minecraft developer Mojang Studios. The studio itself is pretty down on Web3, having previously banned Minecraft NFT integrations. Time will show how this integration fairs against the ban. Blockchain Game Alliance ramps up diversity efforts Diversity is a surprisingly new topic in the world of video games. Most major publishers had not even released a diversity report as recently as 2021. In 2022 Activision Blizzard gave itself five long years to meet its goal of 50% women and non-binary employees. Members of the Blockchain Game Alliance, a key organization promoting Web3 and blockchain gaming, voted to install a gender-balanced board, with three men and three women. And the newly elected BGA board of 2023 is made up of all new faces. Blockchain Game Alliance 2023 board members. (BGA) They are Leah Callon-Butler, director of consulting firm Emfarsis; Yasmina Kazitani, chief marketing and partnerships officer at Interverse; Christina Macedo, co-founder and chief operating officer at Ready gg; Hideaki Uehara, director of business development at Square Enix; Mariano Rubinstein, CEO and co-founder at Sura Gaming; and Alex Kosloff, head of business development at Altura. Read also Features How the crypto workforce changed in the pandemic Features The risks and benefits of VCs for crypto communities As an avid gamer, I will be watching with interest to see if the make-up of the new board can help progress and innovation across the Web3 gaming space. Sega not a fan of P2E but developing a blockchain game The makers of all-time favorite franchises Sonic and Yakuza have had an on-again, off-again relationship with blockchain technology. Sega announced plans for NFTs as play-to-earn (P2E) rewards last year. Later, they stepped off the gas after a backlash from fans, who considered the initiative a money grab. This year, Sega is also walking both sides of the street. Shuji Utsumi, co-chief operating officer at Sega, called blockchain games “boring” and said the Japanese gaming giant wouldn’t be using its biggest titles in blockchain gaming projects. However, Sega has announced a partnership with Line Next to bring its classic games to GAME DOSI, a Web3-friendly blockchain gaming platform. In light of this announcement, Utsumi clarified that investing in Web3 projects is within the company’s strategy but that they don’t intend to be a Web3 company but rather a “Web 2.5” one. LINE NEXT partners with SEGA to license and bring a classic game to the Web3 gaming platform GAME DOSI. (LINE) As everyone’s aware, the mainstream gaming community is unenthusiastic about blockchain games and sees them as a temporary trend fueled by hype and speculation. Players are concerned about money grabs and the short lifespans of Web3 games, so it’s understandable Sega doesn’t want to put its big titles in an area where it has little-to-no experience. While some skepticism is warranted, it doesn’t mean blockchain technology won’t ever find its footing in the gaming industry. Multi-billion-dollar tech companies are aware of the possibilities Web3 gaming brings and know the importance of getting in on the ground floor. Sega’s decision to test the water with its smaller IPs is a thoughtful and measured approach that respects its legacy while navigating the uncharted terrain of Web3 gaming. Studio’s $15M funding from Binance Labs for Web3 dino game Binance’s venture capital and incubator arm Binance Labs has invested $15 million in Web3 gaming startup Xterio. The company labels itself as a “free-to-play-and-own” game developer and publisher, meaning the games are free to play, and players are able to earn and keep NFTs. In August last year, it raised $40 million in funding from investors, including FunPlus, XPLA and now-extinct FTX Ventures. Xterio seems to have a lot of experience on the gaming front, with Web2 gaming industry veterans on its founding executive team from companies including Ubisoft, Krafton and NetEase. There are 11 games in its repertoire, ranging from Age of Dino — a massively multiplayer online 4X (explore, expand, exploit, and exterminate) strategy game that features dinosaurs — to Overworld, a cross-platform sandbox RPG with anime-inspired graphics. Xterio is developing an “emotion engine for AI,” with an aim to enhance player immersion by equipping game characters with realistic and dynamic emotional responses — The Matrix and the whole AI takes-control scenario were way ahead of their time. Overworld promotional art. (Xterio) The company uses AI very actively as they host an AI toolkit for developers and are creating a digital companion game called AIpal which is entering its beta phase later this year. Hot take — Oath of Peak The undeniable success of Genshin Impact — a Chinese MMORPG with cute graphics and fast-paced action that was released on virtually every platform except Casio Scientific Calculator — sparked off a trend of introducing every possible bit of Chinese mythology to Western audiences among developers. Oath of Peak promotional art. (Oath of Peak) Oath of Peak, an action MMORPG game that diversifies with its Web3 elements, seems to capitalize on that itch. Available on iOS and Android platforms as a free download, the game offers an epic world that’s easy to get familiar with, thanks to its cute graphics. Similar to other massively multiplayer games, players can pick from five different classes with fully customizable avatars. The game offers melee, assassin, ranger, mage and support characters — nothing groundbreaking. With the recently-added English language support, it wasn’t hard to find my way around the colorful island. After completing some quests, I realized one cool thing about the game: it doesn’t shove its Web3 features at the player. Sure, the game has NFT monsters and a utility token that’s exchangeable with in-game currency, but it doesn’t become prominent until after players are invested in the game in terms of time and effort. Read also Features ZK-rollups are ‘the endgame’ for scaling blockchains: Polygon Miden founder Features Tokenomics not Ponzi-nomics: Influencing behavior, making money If you are in the market to check some new games with familiar mechanics, it’s worth taking a look at Oath of Peak, now available globally via app stores or its APK. It’ll only take 15-20 minutes for you to understand whether it’s a game for you or not anyway. More from Web3 gaming space: — Eyeball Games, led by the team behind Miniclip’s 8 Ball Pool, has announced the launch of their blockchain-based mobile game, Eyeball Pool, on the Immutable platform in early 2024. — Polygon Labs’ president, Ryan Wyatt, is transitioning to an advisory role after over a year with the company. Polygon’s chief legal officer, Marc Boiron, will succeed Wyatt as the new CEO. — MetaGalaxy Land introduced the pre-alpha version of its metaverse platform, which utilizes Unreal Engine 5. — Major League Baseball became one of the first professional sports leagues to own a virtual world. Improbable, a metaverse tech firm, announced the new virtual space called “MLB virtual ballpark.” — Immutable has introduced OBS, its first Web3 racing game, as the latest addition to its game lineup. — Telescope Labs launched a comprehensive range of AI-driven solutions tailored for Web3 gaming, empowering gaming enterprises with the necessary resources to construct robust virtual economies. — Sweat Economy, a move-to-earn initiative, has revealed the introduction of Sweat Hero, an in-app game and NFT experience within their platform. Subscribe The most engaging reads in blockchain. Delivered once a week. Erhan Kahraman Based in Istanbul, Erhan started his career as a gaming journalist. He now works as a freelance writer and content creator with a focus on cutting-edge technology and video games. He enjoys playing Elden Ring, Street Fighter 6 and Persona 5. Source link Read the full article

[itswallstreetpr]

This Small Oil Producer Could be Near a Big Announcement (PXD, PQEFF, HES, OXY, CPE, PBF, OIH, XOP)

As investing icon Warren Buffett once said, the only oil companies and their shareholders benefit from high oil prices. Perhaps that’s true, but it’s all the more reason for investors to gain exposure to the space now, as oil prices remain elevated even as futures exposure remains conservative and the powers that be are already doing everything they can to drive down prices at the pump. The latest attempt to drive oil prices down comes in the form of another push from the Biden administration to use the US Strategic Petroleum Reserve as a lever to increase the immediate perception of oil supplies by planning to release as much as one million barrels per day for six months. However, thus far, the announcement has had little effect on prices as traders look around the corner to a world where the structural global oil supply is even lower, and producers have had even less incentive to invest in new oil production capacity. The last time the SPR was used in this manner was in early December 2021, just 5 months ago. What followed was a doubling of the price of oil from $65/bbl to as high as $130/bbl. What comes next could benefit growing oil producers, including companies like Pioneer Natural Resources Co. (NYSE:PXD), Hess Corp. (NYSE:HES), Occidental Petroleum Corp. (NYSE:OXY), Callon Petroleum Co. (NYSE:CPE), and PBF Energy Inc. (NYSE:PBF), as well as holders of related ETFs like the VanEck Oil Services ETF (NYSEArca:OIH) and the SPDR S&P Oil & Gas Exploration & Production ETF (NYSEArca:XOP). However, one smaller player in the space may also be worth a closer look given that it hasn’t been run to the moon yet like other stocks in the space despite some very interesting recent headlines: Petroteq Energy Inc. (OTC US:PQEFF). PQEFF is a clean technology company focused on the development, implementation, and licensing ‎of ‎patented, environmentally safe, and sustainable technology for the extraction and reclamation of ‎heavy oil and ‎bitumen from oil sands and mineable oil deposits. The company’s versatile technology can be ‎applied to both water-wet ‎deposits and oil-wet deposits, outputting high-quality oil and clean sand.‎ Petroteq Energy Inc. (OTC US:PQEFF) is also right now possibly the subject of an acquisition narrative. According to its most recent press, one of Company's largest shareholders, Cantone Asset Management, LLC and its affiliates, has tendered more than 100,000,000 shares in takeover-bid from Viston Swiss United, AG Offer; in addition the Company announced the issuance to Cantone Asset Management, LLC of (i) a US$300,000 principal amount convertible debenture of the Company, and (ii) 2,500,000 transferable common share purchase warrants, pursuant to an irrevocable subscription originally announced by the Company on July 13, 2021. According to the release, the delay in closing was as a result of the Company waiting for the required approval of the TSXV Venture Exchange, which included a condition that the dealer compensation of options to purchase 625,000 common shares of the Company does not proceed. This closing transaction will not change number of issued and outstanding shares of the Company on a fully diluted basis. On an even more interesting note, the company’s founder and former CEO, Mr. Alex Blyumkin, has advised of his intention to donate half of his potential proceeds from the tender offer by Viston to purchase all of the issued and outstanding common shares of ‎Petroteq‎, to humanitarian aid to Ukraine. Mr. Blyumkin had the following message for Petroteq shareholders: "As the founder and former CEO of Petroteq, I have decided to donate to donate half of my profits from the proposed tender offer by Viston to the humanitarian needs of the Ukrainian people. Being a native of Ukraine, born in Odessa, and now a U.S. citizen, I have a sincere desire to help the people of Ukraine in this hour of sadness and sorrow as they experience the horrors of war. I have spoken to so many friends and family within the country, and I can attest personally to the suffering and hardships they are dealing with. Petroteq is currently awaiting the outcome of the proposed tender offer by Viston to purchase a majority of Petroteq. If this offer is successful, I will donate half of my profits from the sale of my shares to Ukraine's humanitarian causes.” Petroteq Energy Inc. (OTC US:PQEFF) shares have been running ahead of the broad market in recent action. Since the December 28, 2021 top in the S&P 500, PQEFF is up a bit over 100% while the broad average has fallen about 8%. This is partly due to rising oil prices. But it may also be about the market anticipating bottled up value that could be released through an acquisition deal if it goes through. Read the full article

[zaddyzimmermann]

Something Worth While Part 3

Jeremy - 13 Years Old

He called Aria, because he didn’t want his parents to pick him up from yet another sleepover. Jeremy always insisted on sleepovers, even when his parents advised him against it for this exact reason. As he’s gotten older he’s been fine, but tonight was just not working in his favor.

Jeremy spent at least twenty minutes in Alex Callon’s bathroom dealing with an anxiety attack before he texted his sister to pick him up. Alex is his best friend, but that isn’t enough. Sleeping in an unfamiliar environment leaves him feeling vulnerable, which is extremely terrifying.

Alex says his goodbyes with no hard feelings as his sister thanks Alex’s parents and helps Jeremy bring his overnight bag to the car. Jeremy hops into the passenger side as Aria slides into the driver’s seat. She doesn’t say anything. She just drives, but not towards their house. It’s not a large area, so it’s easy to recognize the route she’s taking is to Rita’s Ice Cream.

Since Aria is eighteen, she’ll be heading to college in a few months. New York City isn’t too far away, but obviously it’s not close enough for Jeremy to call her and have her save the day. That thought alone is also terrifying, so he tries not to cry as he looks out the window and be a baby about it. However, that’s not how his anxiety disorder works. If that’s what this even is. Sometimes Jeremy feels like there are a million things wrong with him, while sometimes he feels like he’s perfectly fine.

Aria parks a little ways away from the small Rita’s and simply sits with him in the car. She waits a few moments before speaking.

“What’s up, buddy?” Her voice is filled with concern. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had to pick you up.”

He doesn’t answer right away, he just turns to look at her. Aria recently just cut her dark hair so it lands just above her shoulders. She cut it for college, which is just another reminder of why he is upset in the first place.

“I don’t want you to go to New York. Why can’t you just go to Samwell like Dads?” Jeremy’s voice doesn’t waver. In fact, even though he feels like sobbing, his voice is firm.

Aria lets out a long breath like she’s stalling and trying to come up with an answer. When she finally does talk, there is a small smile on her face like she thinks something is funny. That just makes Jeremy angry. “Their dance program isn’t as good as the one at Juilliard. I know you know that--”

“You only got in because your last name is Zimmermann.” Jeremy is lashing out again, and the look on his sister’s face after his comment causes him to finally start crying. He feels absolutely terrible, and at this point he just wants to go home. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” He barely gets the words out.

“Jeremy.” She says softly, but doesn’t move to touch him. Aria knows by now that physical contact isn’t what he wants nor needs right now.

“Hey, listen to me.” Her voice is more demanding, so Jeremy does his best to do as she says. “I will always be a phone call away. Or FaceTime. Or Skype. Even if I’m in the middle of a class, I’ll pick up. Okay?”

Jeremy wipes at his face with a little embarrassment, because he hates feeling like a little kid. He’s thirteen now. When he speaks, his voice is small. “Even if you’re in the middle of a performance?”

She gives him a bright smile and it’s genuine, so Jeremy has no choice but to believe her. “Even if I’m in the middle of an arabesque.”

When the Zimmermanns eventually do see their daughter off to college, it’s extremely emotional. Her dorm room is small, but the way she decorated it makes it look like a little piece of home. Jeremy and his parents are led to the car by Aria, and there’s a moment of silence before she speaks.

“Well, uh, this is it.” Aria hugs herself a little and avoids all of their eyes. Jeremy knows she’s trying not to cry, so he helps her a little by stepping up and throwing his arms around her. Jeremy is pretty tall after his growth spurt, so his chin comes up to her shoulder. Aria is pretty tall herself, so that’s saying a lot.

“Bye, Jer.” Aria squeezes him so tight he almost can’t breathe. “Don’t forget that you can call me whenever you want. I mean it.”

“I know.” When Jeremy pulls back, he gives her a reassuring smile. He’s not exactly upset anymore, he’s actually proud of how far his sister has made it on her own. Hockey has nothing to do with the path Aria chose, so whatever she’s accomplished and will accomplish will be all on her own. Jeremy can’t exactly say the same.

His Dad cries as he hugs her, which is expected. His Dad once cried because Jeremy broke a finger and since Papa was away, his Dad had to come with him to the emergency room. However, the way he clings to her is something new. Like he’s losing something. Jeremy wants to tell them that she’s just moving on, and that they aren’t actually losing her for good. But that isn’t going to help them right now, so he keeps his mouth shut.

“We are so proud of you, honey.” His Dad says as he steps away, swiping a hand across his face to brush away the tears.

The second thing that shocks him is seeing his Papa cry. He knows his Papa has cried before, he’s only human. But Jeremy has never actually seen it in person. They are silent tears that trail down his face as he opens his arms and Aria steps into them.

Jeremy doesn’t experience the same tender moment with his parents when he goes through the draft. It’s not their fault, though. His parents try to tell him they are so proud, and that they can’t wait for him to do great things, but it never quite meets their eyes. At the time, Jeremy doesn’t realize that it wasn’t disappointment they were trying to hide. It was fear.

And they were right to feel that way, because the second time he sees his Papa cry and his Dad cling to someone for dear life like he’s losing something, it’s in a hospital room. Because unlike Aria going off to college, they almost did lose something.

The rest is on AO3; part 3

[whoseyourdaddy69-blog]

I used to live off of Alberta in NE Portland where one of the “barista” locations was located. I didn’t have a way to make coffee at home so I’d roll out of bed, throw on my turquoise fleece and always apologize to the baristas that I literally just rolled out of bed. I had a crush on two of the men that worked there but nothing progressed except for the occasional free drip coffee. One day I spent hours sitting in there working on my resume. I decided because I was in Portland I was going to put artistic touches on it with shapes and colors. The first place I walked into to drop off a resume by recommendation of a friend, Mikey, was Never coffee. Never coffee was the most beautiful coffee shop I had ever seen painted in tandem with Matisse, green tiled floor, I wanted to explain to them that this space was more me than I even knew myself. Instead Ian saw I worked in colorado and he also lived in Colorado. He saw the fun shapes on my resume and told me to come in the next day to meet earl, the other boss. I walked in and made a drink, they called it good and we later got drunk at a bowling alley together. One time early on a weekend morning I walked into Ian and earl blasting E-40 and twerking on each other. We shared a building with a agency named Juliet Zulu that would occasionally host events. One time after an event I invited everyone to go to bye n bye for a drink after thinking maybe one person would say ok but instead I was sitting at a massive table looking at 17 others around on a casual night out at bye n bye. I had never experienced friends who are so willing to be together and say yes to you. There were more people there for just drinks than at my going away party in Denver. The night this picture was taken,we all went over to Jeffs new place where he made a macaroni dish that started a fire in the kitchen. Someone broke a wine glass and then we decided to go to a bar called the slammer only 100 steps away from his place. In this night I remember how included everyone was, and how it was one of the best nights I had yet in Portland. I got to my car that night and discovered my backpack with everything I needed was stolen out of my car. Never coffee heard word and went above and beyond to help. My gratitude for this place and people extends farther than what I showed then and will continue. For a coffee job, I felt like I was just hosting people in my home. The space was so small that everyone in the shop could talk to each other from where they were. Alex, callon and this guy who wore a pink beanie that would spend hours talking to me but at that point I couldn’t ask for his name again after all that-were customers turned friends. The night Before I left to visit Denver I ran into callon while leaving never coffee and we got drunk and watched the trump election at different bars in SE. Both Alex and callon came to say goodbye for my official going away. Molly my co-worker became a great friend. I brought a beer to never coffee when she was closing just to chat, she let me crash on her couch the very last night I was in Portland during the snow storm. So much boy gossip and we were the bob and Turtle neck twins.

[eebeewrites]

More random oc thots but more parenting au stuff from my drafts

- Reader being pregnant would give Taleisin an excuse to go to Taco Bell at 2 AM and he’s living for it. This is GREAT and no one’s gonna tell him no.

- I think reader/Tali’s kid would be the type to watch the same movie over and over again. At first he tells Taleisin it’s a Star Wars movie he’s been watching all day, to which Taleisin internally is like “oh hell yeah” only to find that it’s specially Attack of the Clones; the second movie in the prequel trilogy. He has…mixed feelings about this

- Even if Tali doesn’t understand all of them, he’s willing to do whatever to make sure that kid has plenty of opportunities to go out and make friends. Whatever activity he wants to try, you’re doing it; he doesn’t want him to ever shut himself away like he did <3

- Callon/Alex’s kid has autism and at her diagnosis Callon says “I thought she was just chill like that,” which he quickly learns is not what you say in these situations

- She also sometimes uses sign language and really likes princess movies, so much so that she’ll watch them in other languages for fun

- Reader and Taleisin’s kid has a photographic memory. Which is cool, until he stares at your credit card then spends $100 on Fortnite

[eebeewrites]

Hi, I just imagine callon and Alex giving Ellie the talk. Callon wanting to be somewhat blunt but Alex wanting to use the birds and bees route. Callon doesn’t feel the need to beat around the bush but Alex might feel a little awkward or still somewhat be in the mindset of it “corrupting” her (i don’t think that’s the right word but it’s the only word I’ve seen used) me kinda projecting onto callon here but it popped into my mind and imagining it happening made me giggle part of me also feels like with how much Ellie likes reading she’d probably just end up reading about it before they tell her

Alex:*trying not to be awkward and be confident* *insert Alex starting to explain the birds and the bees*

Ellie: *a bit confused on what he’s trying to say* are you talking about sex? I read about that, *she explains it in the most nonchalant scientific way possible* you explained that weird *walks away to as if nothing happened*

Alex: *both surprised but also not*

Callon: *laughing in the hallway*

~⭐️ anon (who explained this shitty because they’re tired and hungry)

Oh GOD

I imagine at ten years old she’d just read it in some biology book at be like “oh. Okay. Anyway.”

Definitely one of those things neither of them anticipated, but Ellie’s kind of a fucking nerd, so she just sounds like a biology textbook. That’s gotta be a sigh of relief, like “okay, cool, yes, glad we have established that. Anyway, don’t do that.” And she’s just “??? Why would I do that?” “Perfect okay good talk”

They’re not perfect parents, but they’re doing a pretty good job all things considered. I think eventually she would find out the truth about her family just because she’s so inquisitive, and I don’t think he’d be upset perse, but she’d definitely have a lot of questions. That could be fun to write…

[eebeewrites]

Why is the best thing I’ve ever drawn a twink giving sloppy I hate it here

Might make a deviantart or something to upload the full one but if anyone would like to see it just dm me and I’ll provide the sauce LMAOOO

Also this came from something I was writing while my tumblr was dead so idk if I’ll post it but. Sometimes you need to give a blowjob to a guy during auditions for college band. It happens.

[eebeewrites]

The Omegaverse Thing I Wrote That Summoned a Tornado (Drabbles)

Alex/Callon’s Original Series

tldr I was explaining omegaverse and my ideas of how to make it 'work' to my boyfriend and as we were having that conversation golf ball sized hail started coming down and we had to hide out in our basement for a few hours. i just REALLY needed to get Callon pregnant i guess. more thots at the end but. enjoy!! ALSO I didn’t link their new series because I’m majorly overhauling the prologue and making a few edits here and there to their first few chapters. But oh my GOD I love them. They make me f e r a l

Other CWs: Discussions of pregnancy/childbirth, c-section, mentions of PTSD, smut, omegaverse (well yeah), mpreg, mentions of morning sickness/vomiting, breeding kink, knotting, nesting

anyway yaoi time

wc: 6k

(Note: My personal interpretation of how mpreg would work in the omegaverse is male omegas are born with both male and female genitalia, with the penis taking the place of the clitoris. Don’t think too hard abt it, and if you ask me about biology I’ll start sobbing. Pretty much like this! https://bsky.app/profile/messmonte.bsky.social/

“Callon?” 

When Alex came home from work, Callon was usually always downstairs waiting for him, excited to hear about Alex’s day. Yet when he walked in the door, the house was eerily quiet. He started walking upstairs, greeted by an unfamiliar scent that was sickeningly sweet. 

He’d always known Callon was an omega, and they had been married for years. Yet for as long as they had been together, he had always been on heat suppressants. Never before had he seen the boy in heat, and unless they wanted to have children, he didn’t need to. Sure, there were times his mind wandered, but Callon was insatiable enough without his hormones influencing him. 

He couldn’t help but be attracted to the scent, it was almost salivating; maybe even arousing. He followed it, leading him to the bedroom. Behind the door, he could hear the faint sound of whimpering. He opened the door, only to find the pillows and blankets stripped off the bed. There, in the corner, were all of the pillows, blankets, stuffed animals he had bought Callon as gifts, and even some of Alex’s clothes. Callon laid on top of the pile, surrounded by Alex’s scent, completely naked as he rubbed his pussy against one of his jackets, covering it in his slick. He sounded almost like he was crying, quiet whimpers and moans leaving his lips. He was so focused on pleasuring himself he didn’t even hear Alex walk into the room. 

For a moment, Alex just stood there and watched. The intensity in which he moved, his face red, the look of desperation on his face. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. There was no doubt about it, Callon was in heat. It was hard to ignore the growing instinct to pounce on him, to shove his knot in his pussy and breed him, but he managed to hold himself back. 

He stepped forward, and Callon jerked his head to look towards him. “Alex…” he mumbled, his voice shaking. “Please…please help me,” he whimpered, still moving his body. “I need you, I need you so fucking bad.”

It hurt, seeing his mate like this. He knew what Callon needed, and was more than happy to give it to him. “Poor thing,” he mumbled, undoing his belt and approaching Callon’s nest. 

Callon wasted no time, getting on his hands and knees and spreading himself open, beckoning Alex to just shove his cock inside. “Please, put it in, I can’t take it anymore,” he cried. 

He couldn’t resist him, the way he spread his slutty little pussy lips, soaked with slick. He pulled his cock out, and before he even pushed inside Callon, Callon had lined himself up with the head, pushing himself onto Alex’s cock. The sensation brought forth a wave of relief, fucking himself onto Alex’s cock. 

Alex couldn’t hold back any more, the feeling of Callon’s tight, soaking wet pussy squeezing him. He had knotted him before, dozens, maybe even hundreds of times, but the warmth of his pussy during heat was new. He grabbed his hips, fucking into him with little abandon as he slammed his fat cock inside him, his whimpers and cries slowly turning into moans of pleasure.

“Yes! Fuck, don’t stop, please,” Callon begged, feeling himself close to cumming already. He grabbed his cock, stroking it under him as he felt Alex’s balls slap against his ass. 

Alex pulled out of him, knowing that wouldn’t be an option soon enough. He turned him onto his back, wanting to see his face as he knotted him. The ferocity at which Callon moved to try and get Alex’s cock back inside him was almost terrifying, clawing at Alex back and grabbing his arms to pull him closer, panting and moaning. “No, no, please don’t stop, please!”

“I just want to see you, that’s all,” he said quietly, his tone bringing Callon comfort. Alex pushed back inside him as he held his legs up, pulling his body closer. Once he could see him, he couldn’t help but let nature run its course. He slammed into him, over and over, feeling the base of his cock swell as he lost himself in Callon's body. 

His knot locked him inside of Callon, and the sensation of Alex’s cum flooding his cunt finally allowed Callon some sense of relaxation. His breathing started to slow, his voice becoming steady for the first time since Alex arrived home. 

Callon pulled his face closer, kissing him. “Thanks…” he mumbled, Alex’s knot keeping cum from spilling out onto his legs. “I…I uh…I forgot to take my pills,” he shyly admitted. “I didn’t think missing one day would cause this, or be this bad, but…I’m sorry.” 

Alex kissed him again, once on the lips and one on the scar where he had claimed him initially. “I’m just glad I got here. But…well, I suppose we’ll just need to ride this out together,” he said with a nervous laugh. 

He nodded, “yeah…I suppose we will. I’m sure that won’t be the last of it.” 

——

‘Well, shit.’ 

Callon started down at the pregnancy test, rapidly blinking his eyes as if to confirm it was real. It shouldn’t have been that surprising, all things considered; he had gone into heat two weeks ago, dealt with that heat, and didn’t think much of it. 

It wasn’t that the timing was bad. By all metrics, the timing should’ve been great. Alex had a good job, had finished his residency, and, in Callon’s words, was now ‘a whole ass doctor’. 

Callon on the other hand, didn’t do much. He had managed to access the millions of dollars he had earned working for his father, safely stowed away in an off-shore bank account. Truthfully, neither him nor Alex needed to work. Yet Alex always had dreams and ambitions; Callon never assumed he’d make it this far. He didn’t know what he wanted out of his life, the memories of his past still haunting him. So he stayed at home, trying to be the best partner he could be while working through his experiences. 

He was grateful for the slow pace of his new life; once his biggest worries were staying alive, landing shots, and outrunning the police. He re-read their text messages from earlier, and it was clear things were different now; for the better. 

🔵: I’m busy today  🔴: I’m sure you are  🔴: please regal me with your never ending to do list  🔵: ok so first i have to go to the gym  🔴: mmhmm 🔵: then i need to get coffee 🔵: then i have to get groceries  🔵: and then i have to pick up stuff from the dry cleaners 🔵: and then i have to make dinner 🔵: that’s five things bro  🔴: you must be exhausted  🔴: how will you ever endure  🔵: idk tbh 

His life had never been more mundane, the days boring yet peaceful. 

‘This is literally the perfect time. Why do I feel so miserable?’ 

🔴: is your stomach feeling better today by the way? 🔴: if not we’re going to the doctor 

His husband’s message almost annoyed him. He couldn’t tell him something like this over text; he’d just need to wait the last few hours until he returned home. 

🔵: yeah I’m ok I think 

Did he even want to tell him? It was one test. It could be wrong. He pulled himself together, carrying the plastic stick straight to the trash can in the garage. There was no way he’d find it there. 

He walked back to his room, making his way to his carefully constructed nest by the window. A mattress pressed against the window, the perfect height for him to stare out and star gaze, covered in blankets, pillows, and plushies. He opened the window, smelling the fresh air before flopping down on the mattress and curling up into a ball, grabbing one of the plushies beside him and holding it close to his chest.

It smelled like Alex, his scent bringing him comfort. Comfort that was quickly disrupted by another text message. 

🔴: okay, tell me if that changes  🔴: I don’t want you getting sick

‘Well, it’s changed. Although that’s an understatement.’

🔵: ok 

He set his phone down, looking outside. The neighborhood felt like a perfect balance; it lacked the constant noisiness of the city, but also wasn’t as eerily silent as the old compound was. Sounds of birds chirping, children playing, a car driving down the road every so often. 

‘I still feel like a child myself some days. I don’t know if I can handle this.’’ 

He felt warm, wet tears roll down his face. He couldn’t explain why he was crying, or the sense of dread that had washed over him, but the more he thought about that damn test, the worse he felt.

‘I can’t do this.’ 

——

If Callon was in his nest when Alex arrived home from work, that meant one of two things. 

He was incredibly horny. 

He was upset. 

Sometimes, it was hard to tell which. 

Alex walked inside, seeing Callon curled up under the blankets, holding some sort of stuffed animal close to his chest. 

“Callon?” He called out quietly, unsure if he was awake. He walked closer, not wanting to enter his nest if Callon wanted to be alone. 

Callon slowly woke up, turning towards Alex. “Oh, you’re back.”

As soon as Callon opened his eyes, Alex knew something was wrong; his eyes were red and puffy, he looked exhausted. “Can…Can I come in?” Callon nodded, and Alex set his things down, laying down next to him in Callon’s nest. “What’s wrong, what happened?” This had seemingly come out of nowhere.  

Callon sat up, ‘he’s a fucking doctor dumbass, you aren’t hiding shit from him.’ He sighed, unsure of how to start. “I…” 

“Wait, hold on,” Alex interrupted him, looking over his face. He brushed a strand of hair away from Callon’s face, “you have something under your eye,” he said, grabbing a small fallen eyelash from Callon’s cheek. He noticed the tiniest of details, the slightest change of his demeanor. 

“Oh,” Callon trailed off, feeling his fingers brush against his face, inhaling the sterile smell of hand sanitizer and latex gloves. “Thanks. Anyway, uh…I’m not really sure how else to say this.”

“Say what?”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

Alex paused, furrowing his brow. “You…you think?”

“Yeah,” he shrugged, perhaps too casual for the situation at hand. “I don’t know for sure. I mean, I did the test thing, it had the little plus sign, and then I threw it in the garbage.” 

“Why’d you throw it away?” 

“I don’t know, looking at it made me mad. Plus I like, pissed on it, it’d be weird to keep it.” 

“Plenty of people do it, that’s why there’s the cap on top.” 

“Did you want me to keep it?” 

“I mean, kinda, yeah. It would’ve been nice to see it together,” he said as he ran his hand down his arm. “But it’s fine. We’ll get another, and we’ll be sure,” he kissed the top of his forehead. “But…why did looking at it upset you?”

“I guess I just…” he looked back out the window, watching a woman kneel on the sidewalk to tie her child’s shoelaces. “I don’t think I’d be very good at it. Being a parent, having a kid.”

Alex held him closer, “I don't think that’d be true. It’s not like you’re bad with kids.” 

“Yeah, but…I don’t know. I don’t think I’m responsible. I’m incredibly immature, I’m self-centered, I’ve done horrible things, I mean for fucks sake-.”

“Callon, you had no choice,” Alex interrupted. “I think for what you went through though…that's natural. For what it’s worth, I think you’d do great at it.”

“What makes you say that?” 

“For one, you’re a lot more patient than you give yourself credit for. You have a lot of love to give. You know what you needed, what you didn’t get back then. I know you don’t believe me, but…despite everything, I still think you’re a good person,” he said before planting a kiss on his cheek.

Callon looked back at the stuffed bear he held; it was the one thing in the nest Alex hadn’t bought him, the only memory he had of his own mother before she vanished decades ago. ‘The bar’s pretty low. So long as I don’t fuck off somewhere, I’m doing better than her. Definitely better than my father.’ Despite his sentiment, he still held the bear tighter, wishing for a comfort that didn’t exist. “Thanks,” was all he stammered out to Alex, resting his head on his chest. 

At first, Callon thought his newfound condition would make the nightmares go away, but it only seemed to make them worse. 

He woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for air. He could feel the fiber cloth over his face, the water flooding his nose and throat, the man screaming in his ear while another held him down. He touched his face over and over, ensuring his face was dry. 

He stumbled over to the bathroom, still not one-hundred percent sure if what was around him was real or not. There on the counter were the three positive tests; now, they were sure. Nearly a month old, yet on the bathroom counter they remained. It felt strange to throw them out now.

He looked towards the mirror, the man in front of him unrecognizable. He was softer, harsh edges smoothed out by ten years of marriage and a house far away from the city where he once lived. If his father could see him, he’d call him weak. He always had, but this time Callon would’ve believed him. 

Alex said he looked happier, healthier, a newfound glow to his face. Yet Callon wasn’t sure if he liked the person he became; He had no problem being a whore in the past, yet found himself struggling to look at himself naked in the mirror, a newfound hesitancy during sex. He had killed dangerous men, shot at police officers, yet now got anxious if they were out past dark. He couldn’t even watch fireworks without starting to shake.

His father would be right. Love had made him weak. 

‘I’m gonna be sick.’ 

His body grew unbearably hot, bile rising in his throat. He ran to the toilet, unsure if the nightmares or his new condition brought on the nausea; it very well could’ve been both. 

‘Just when I thought I might’ve avoided this shit,’ he thought as he vomited into the toilet. He could hear footsteps behind him, dreading the thought of Alex seeing him when he was so vulnerable. He could feel his presence as he sat down behind him, Alex’s hands pulling his hair back; maybe it wasn’t long enough to be necessary, but the gesture alone brought him some comfort. 

Alex held his hair with one hand while rubbing his back with the other. “I’m sorry,” he said in a whisper. 

Callon took deep breaths, exhausted. “Don’t be. It’s…it’s not your fault,” he mumbled. The worst of his sickness was over, at least for today. 

“Well…it kinda is,” he joked. 

He managed to get a quiet laugh out of Callon before he flushed the toilet. He stood up and walked to the sink to brush his teeth, hoping to get the disgusting taste out of his mouth. Alex followed him, leaning against the counter. “Feel better?”

Callon shrugged as he finished cleaning up, feeling a bit better than before. “It’s like the worst hangover of my life,” he mumbled, rinsing his mouth out one more time for good measure before looking back at the mirror. He turned to his side, looking for any sign of change to his body. Alex wrapped his arms around him from behind, his hands gently caressing his stomach. 

‘Great, now I can’t look at my body and hate myself, that’s like, my favorite activity. Thanks, asshole,’ he thought, still staring at the two of them in the mirror. Alex’s reflection grounded him; he knew he was real. He knew what Alex looked like. Surely, the version of himself looking back had to be real too. “Do I look different?” 

“You want me to be honest?” 

“Yeah.”

“Not really. It’s gonna be at least another month until you get bigger. That’ll be fun.” 

“Ugh,” he groaned, rolling his eyes. “You say that like you’re looking forward to it.” 

“Maybe I am. I think you’ll be cute,” he teased, planting a kiss on his shoulder. 

“You’re so weird,” he smirked, walking back inside their room, past the bed and into the nest. That felt like a more suitable location to rest for now. 

“Do you want me to stay home today?” Alex asked, sitting next to him and petting his head. 

“No, that’s okay. I’ll be fine,” Callon said as he curled up under the blankets, at peace as he was surrounded by Alex’s scent. 

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. Don���t take off for me, you’re important. I’ll be alright,” he nodded. 

Alex sighed, “alright. I need to get ready for work, but I’ll check on you before I leave. If you need anything, just text me, okay?”

“Okay,” he smiled, feeling Alex kiss his forehead.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said as he watched Alex walk into the bathroom to shower. He looked back at his stomach; Alex was right. It didn’t look all that different; but it certainly felt different. 

“Don’t…don’t do that,” he mumbled, talking at his stomach. “You’re like, what, the size of a walnut? You have no right to be doing all that,” he grabbed his phone, typing in his question to confirm if he was right. “A raspberry. You’re the size of a fucking raspberry. So chill out.” He looked down at his stomach once more, as if expecting a response. 

‘This is so stupid, I’m literally going insane.’ 

---

🔵: can you come home early  🔴: maybe, why? Is everything okay? 🔵: no I need you  🔵: inside me 🔵: now 🔴: does it hurt? You shouldn’t be in heat. 🔵: if I said it did would you come home  🔴: … 🔵: it hurts soooooo baaaaad

Callon had been like this for weeks now. He had always been a person who didn’t just like sex, but loved it. Yet now, it seemed like he needed it. Constantly. They’d fuck before Alex left for work, when he got back, and before they’d go to bed. He never seemed fully satisfied, no matter how many times he covered himself in his own cum. 

🔴: give me an hour to finish everything  🔵: what about finishing ME  🔴: you’re just going to have to wait a bit.  🔵: ;—;  🔵: please?  🔵: 📎 1 IMG ATTACHMENT

He knew damn well what would be in that photo, but couldn’t help himself. He clicked on it, and there was Callon on his side, his pussy wet and stretched open by a dildo, his cock hard above it. 

🔵: it’s not the same I wanna feel you

He couldn’t help but just stare at the photo. Callon was getting bigger, but that didn’t bother him. If anything, it was even more exciting. His thighs and ass were thicker, his belly growing. 

‘Look at what you’ve done to him,’ he thought to himself. He saw Callon everyday, noticing change was difficult. Yet something about this photo made Alex finally realize all that was different; all because of him. 

🔴: I’ll leave in ten minutes 

Just like Callon’s first heat, when Alex arrived home he found Callon in his nest, playing with himself. He was much more controlled this time, watching Alex walk through the door.

He slowed his pace, moving the toy in and out as he spoke. “Hi,” he said softly, grinning. He was casual, much more calm and collected than what the messages had implied.

Alex smiled, taking off his lab coat before setting his things down and walking towards him. He started to undo his belt as he approached, “look at you, acting so innocent. Even after you make me leave work early just to fuck you.” 

Callon kept pushing the toy in and out, “what about it?” 

He pulled his cock out, “I’m just saying, everyone’s been going on about how cute you look knocked-up. How you’re glowing, how soft you look.” He held Callon’s chin up, the slight country drawl emerging as he lowered his voice. “Everyone knows that’s because of me, isn’t that right?”

“Hmm…I suppose so.” He said leaning forward, pleasuring himself with one hand and stroking Alex’s cock with the other. He started to lick the head of his cock, taking his time before running his tongue along the shaft. 

Alex placed his hand on the back of his head, the other stroking his face. “Come on, no need to be so shy. Show me you want it.” Callon wrapped his lips around the tip before taking as much of Alex’s cock as he could. Alex let out a moan, pushing Callon down further. The urge to shove his cock down his throat was there, but he didn’t want to be too rough, not with him like this. “That’s it, good boy,” he cooed, watching as Callon struggled to focus on moving the toy as he sucked Alex’s cock. He unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it to the side before pulling out of Callon’s mouth. He laid down next to him, “why don’t you give me that, and let me help you?”

Callon smiled, giving him the toy before crawling on top of him, his pussy dripping wet, his cock hard as he handed the toy to Alex. As soon as Alex felt Callon’s mouth once more, he started fucking him with the toy, his undivided attention on Callon. Callon whimpered onto his cock, his juices leaking out onto Alex’s chest. He moved faster, taking it all into his mouth and sucking Alex off diligently. Alex kept fucking him with the toy, reaching with his other hand to stroke Callon’s cock, his belly hanging down in front of it. 

He took the toy out of him, wanting to know how he tasted. He grabbed his ass, pulling him closer before licking his pussy up and down, his moans getting louder. He had kept him waiting long enough. He smacked Callon’s ass, watching it move. “You’ve been good. Take what you want.” 

Callon got off him and turned around, wasting no time straddling Alex and lowering himself onto his cock, eagerly bouncing up and down. He was right; the toys didn’t compare. The feeling of Alex holding his hips, the way he looked up at him, nothing compared. He moved himself back and forth, feeling Alex’s cock hit his g-spot easily from this angle. He leaned down to kiss him, his belly pressing against Alex’s chest. 

The more he bounced up and down, the more exhausted he became. This was the feeling he had been waiting for for hours, yet he couldn’t keep going, his inner thighs nearly burning. He had been able to ride him for hours before, yet now he was…tired. Winded, even. His body couldn’t keep up. 

It was humiliating. He had so desperately begged for sex, only to fail to deliver. He wanted more, yet his body ached. He slowed down, unable to keep up his pace. 

“Callon? What’s wrong?” Alex ran his hands down his sides, caressing him gently and looking up with worry. 

“I…I’m sorry, I can’t-”

“Oh, baby, don’t cry,” Alex said, reaching up and wiping away tears Callon hadn’t even realized were there. 

‘Was I crying? Fuck, just kill me. I need the Gods to kill me right now. I’m crying over not being able to ride dick good anymore. Fuck, I’m actually going to lose my mind.’ He wasn’t sure what to say, holding Alex’s hand. He had always been fit; running across rooftops, dexterously weaving through crowds, taking opponents down quickly. Now, he was out of breath from five minutes of being on top of Alex; his body was deteriorating, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it.

“Callon, please, tell me what’s going on inside your head. Let me help you,” Alex said, Callon still sitting on top of him. 

“I just…I don’t like feeling bad at sex.” Sex was the last of Callon’s talents he could still use; normal society didn’t have use for him, in his eyes. In abandoning a life of crime and destruction, his identity was lost with it. 

“Cal, you’re not bad at sex. It’s okay if you’re tired, you have every reason to be. We don’t have to do it like this. We don't have to keep going at all if you don’t want to.”

“I do want to. I just…I don’t like not being able to do things I could before.” 

“Just because you can’t do things now doesn’t mean you’ll never do them again.” He ran his hands along Callon’s belly. “You’ve got…quite a lot going on, to say the least.” 

He let out a quiet laugh. “I know.” He took a deep breath. “I do want to keep going, I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

Alex smiled, grabbing his hand and kissing it. “Here, get up,” Alex said before lightly tapping Callon’s side. Callon got off of him, and before he knew it Alex had scooped him up into his arms. It was something he did often, it shouldn’t have come as a surprise, yet when he carried him over to the bed he felt much more relaxed. 

Alex laid down on his side, holding Callon against him, hands wandering down his body. He held him close, whispering in his ear, “just let me take care of you.” 

----

Callon was relieved once his morning sickness went away, however the strange food cravings seemed to take its place. He had always eaten fairly healthy, aside from the late night fast food trips with friends during college. Right now, all he wanted was anything sweet, or anything spicy. 

Things were getting harder, and it drove him insane. He couldn’t drink, he couldn’t smoke, and his back constantly ached. He wasn’t going to the gym anymore, even though he knew he should. Still, even if he wouldn’t admit it, going out alone felt scarier now more than ever. He couldn’t run as fast, or hit as hard, and he had someone else to worry about. It was easier to just stay in his nest. He laid there, messing with his phone while some sort of crime documentary played on the television. 

“He thought he was untouchable. Yet all it took for him to finally be caught was one mistake; taking a drink from a glass of water at the victim’s apartment.” 

“What a fucking moron,” Callon mumbled, hand on his belly as he laid on top of his pile of pillows and blankets, constantly shifting and repositioning himself to stay comfortable. “You gotta treat it like you’re walking into like…I don’t know, like a hospital room filled with people who have the plague. I mean, it’s not like you can wear a hazmat suit but like, cover your hands, your feet, you gotta treat it like you could catch a deadly disease at any moment, you can’t do stupid shit like that.” 

‘Who are you talking to?’ He asked himself. He hadn’t even realized how much of a habit he had made out of just talking at his belly. Of course, he never got a response, but it just made sense to him. 

“Your dad says that it’s good I talk to you. And you can like, recognize our voices. But…I’m not so sure if that’s a good idea.” He looked back up at the television. “Should I…should I turn this off? Cause you’re …negative months old,” he reasoned to himself. “If you were here, I mean here here, I probably wouldn’t, so…” he sighed, unable to shake the odd feeling of guilt. “Well, now I’m thinking about it. Alright, no more murder, sorry.” 

He felt another kick as he started to flip through the channels. “I don’t care if you were watching that, you’re like…negative five months old, I think. I don’t remember how math works.” 

He had spent nearly the entire day doing nothing, and he despised it. He looked back to his phone, reading one of the many, many, many articles and excerpts Alex had sent him to read. ‘The second trimester is the most enjoyable stage’, he read. “Yeah, that’s fucking bullshit,” he mumbled under his breath. He thought back to his last doctor’s appointment. 

“I mean, I’m not upset about it, but how does that work?” They were having a girl. Even if Callon was an omega, it didn’t make sense to him. 

“Even for male omegas, the egg always carries an X chromosome, so the odds of one sex over the other are consistent with beta and omega females.”

“…what?” 

Alex put a hand on his shoulder, knowing Callon didn’t want to spend more time at the doctor’s than he had to. “I’ll explain it to you later,” he whispered in his ear. 

“What is cause for concern however, is the baby’s size.”

He stood up, walking over to the mirror once again. It was now painfully obvious he was pregnant. It had gotten to a point he didn’t even want to leave the house anymore, especially if he was alone. 

“You’re gonna be a big fucking baby, apparently.” 

His train of thought was interrupted by the sharp sensation of the baby kicking. He winced, holding onto the counter, “I’m just being honest! He walked back to his nest, opting to scroll through his phone just a little longer before attempting…anything.

🔴: Did you think more about what we talked about at the doctor’s? 🔵: my pussy so tight it could kill me ✊😔

Being a male omega, Callon’s vagina couldn’t stretch nearly as much as that of a female omega or beta’s. Typically it wouldn’t be an issue, but their child was estimated to be at least eight pounds; there were still four more months to go. 

🔴: I’m serious, we need to make a decision sooner than later.  🔵: I know, it’s just kinda like 🔵: I don’t wanna be a pussy you know  🔴: Doing what’s medically best for your isn’t being a pussy. 🔵: Yeah, I guess just… 🔵: what do you think. I honestly trust your opinion more than the doctor’s 🔴: Statistically, both do come with risks, albeit low chances of them.  🔴: A c-section is still a major surgery, and you’ll take a lot longer to recover.  🔴: There’s a higher risk of infection and blood clots. 🔴: However, if you were to do it naturally…how do I say this 🔴: You’re already born a man, plus you’re not…you’re pretty thin. 🔵: So you’re saying I’m just a little guy :3  🔴: Medically speaking, yes. You are just a little guy.  🔴: My view is modern medicine and magic have come a very long way. The risk is there, it’s higher than natural birth, but it’s not a big risk to begin with nowadays. We’re talking a difference of 5% going to 10%, and even so those are things that we can treat.  🔴: If you go the natural route, you could experience pretty severe tearing. 🔵: Yeah but I can withstand that, I’ve literally been stabbed, shot, waterboarded, the list goes on tbh 🔴: Babe I’m not sure you can, I don’t think you fully realize what that could entail. It’s not about pain tolerance or mental fortitude. It’s about potentially permanently damaging your body, and the risks both of you could undergo. 🔴: There are cases where babies arms or clavicles are broken during birth because they get stuck. 🔵: well fuck why didn’t you lead with that? 🔴: I don’t know, I’m surprised the doctor didn’t bring it up to be honest.   🔵: I don’t like him I feel like he thinks I’m stupid  🔵: but anyway I don’t care about me, but I don’t wanna break her fuckin arm  🔴: Callon, I want you to care about yourself, not just her, not just me.

Callon set his phone down, looking up at the ceiling. It only now dawned on him that he had yet another person he needed to stay alive for. He sighed, looking back at his stomach. 

“I guess I’m no good to you dead, am I?” He walked back over to his nest, typing out a response. 

🔵: I’ve decided 🔵: cut me open bro 🔴: Just so we are on the same page.  🔴: You do know I’m not going to be the one doing it right? 🔵: why not you’re a doctor 🔴: Not that type of doctor  🔵: idk you doing surgery on me could be kinda intimate 🔴: Okay I love you and I’m glad you came to a decision  🔴: but please do not continue that thought  ---

🔵: dude I have tits now 🧡: wait fr??? 🔵: ya this shits lit  🔵: I’ve literally just been laying here squishing them for like an hour this is fucking awesome  🔵: apparently they’re gonna go away eventually tho :( 🧡: that’s lame  🧡: maybe if you ask nicely you can keep them 

—

Estelle was in fact, a big baby.

So much so that Alex’s first words upon seeing her were literally “that’s a big fucking baby.” 

Callon’s recovery went smoothly, and only two weeks after coming home from the hospital, he was absolutely restless. All he wanted to do was walk around the house, hardly letting Alex help him at all.

‘Maybe I was too cautious,’ Alex thought, watching him slowly pace around Estelle’s room as she slept. He still needed help sitting up, yet he was insistent on getting out of bed whenever he could. “You should probably take it easy,” Alex said, leaning against the doorway. 

“I’m fine,” he said, nodding his head. “I’m feeling a lot better than I was last week. I didn’t even take my pain meds.” 

“Are you in pain?”

“Yeah, but it’s not-”

“Take your pain meds.” 

He groaned, “I’m fine, seriously. Don’t baby me, baby the baby,” he said as he tried to get past him. 

“How about this? You take care of the baby, and I take care of you?”

“You say that, but I know you’re not gonna let me do jackshit if I get back in bed.” 

Alex smiled, “maybe so.” He pressed a kiss to his forehead. “You don’t think you’ve earned it though?” 

“I mean…” he sighed, looking back at Estelle. “I’ve just felt so useless for so long, I need to be on my feet.”

“You haven’t been useless. You did that,” he pointed at the child. “That’s no easy feat.” 

“I guess,” he sighed, leaning into his arms. “I just wanna do something, like…this sounds dumb, but I didn’t think she’d sleep so much. I also thought she’d cry a lot more,” he said before walking back over and sitting in front of the crib. “I don’t know. I feel like that should be a good thing, but I’m not sure if that’s normal or not.”

Alex sat down beside him, “it’s not abnormal. She might just be a chill baby.”

“I severely doubt that. Neither of us have been chill about anything, ever.”

“I think she’s okay, though. Give it time. It’s only been a couple of weeks.”

MAN

I had a few more ideas I wanted to write but I just couldn’t figure them out. I’m so bad at fluff man. If there’s interest I’ll give it another go, I love domestic stuff but I’m not very good at it.

Also! Their daughter has been mentioned as Ellie in other posts, but Estelle here; Ellie is her nickname :3 my idea was she just couldn’t really get the hang of the ‘st’ sound, so it just sounded like she was saying Ellie instead of her actual name, and it just stuck :D

But yeah. It was kinda interesting writing about bro’s mafia trauma and family trauma in relation to having a kid. A lot of Callon’s experience with PTSD is based on my own, so writing a lot of these scenes was quite cathartic, despite not having children myself.

I just have a lot of thoughts abt them all of the time. I could write little epilogue era drabbles for them and Taleisin all day, I just want them to be happy.

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Alex I love you but you either share Callon with me or I take him, I’ll find a way

~⭐️ anon

Unironically I feel like he’d be down.

My boyfriend and I do a lot of freaky shit, and his mentality is “I am granting you the privilege of fucking my partner.” I think Alex would be the same way.

Like he’s not a cuck (not that it’d be bad if he was), he’s still always an active participant, but it’s like a team effort.

I think Callon’s a bit of a cuck and refuses to admit it. I think he’d enjoy watching Alex fuck the absolute shit out of reader, so long as he gets railed once everything is said and done and they’re back alone. Kinda like a reclamation vibe if that makes sense, like he makes Callon watch as an act of submission, then rearranges his guts after reader has left. It’s his turn now :3

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Bonus:

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Rambling

Was re-reading some of my parenting au fics and I like that idea that Ellie’s special interest is something really specific like. A cooking show from twenty years ago that plays re-runs from 4-6 AM.

I just feel like she has the same weird little girl energy Amara has, but is mostly calm and collected like Adriel.

Or maybe it’s just a store she goes to with Callon a lot. Maybe she’s just really into Costco. Like maybe girlie has a bad day and is in full on meltdown mode, and of course Callon is like “what can I do to make it better?” and she’s just like, in between tears;

“I wanna go to Costco”

And he’s so fucking confused but he does it and he takes her inside and she just immediately stops crying. All is well, she’s just sitting in the shopping cart like :) happiest most content kid in the world.

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Blood Money: Part 1 (Callon/Alex)

Prologue - More Modern Fantasy Stories

Synopsis: After his uncle makes the mistake of exposing their criminal organization to his new nanny, Callon tries to ignore the stress of working for his family's criminal empire, while Alex stresses about landing a blood magic fellowship with room for only one student. Alex and Callon tell their friends about their new relationship, while their friend Taleisin confides in them about his own romantic encounter.

Highly recommend reading Part 1 of Ronan's series and Part 1 of Taleisin's series before reading this one!

Tags: oc x oc, modern fantasy, urban fantasy, college setting, mafia setting, smut, fluff, established relationship, violence, blood magic, magic, elves, elf x human, public sex, gnc character, nonbinary character, band kids being horny but with high stakes, original world

Ronan's nephew is a goddamn mess.

Callon was good at keeping secrets. 

It was second nature to him at this point. He knew the girl he stood next to in marching band had a crush on the drum major. He knew his friend Taleisin was afraid of loud noises. He knew his cousins kept little boxes of candy under their beds. He knew his father was sleeping with one of the casino managers. Yet he knew that he could never tell anyone, not even his boyfriend, his own secrets. 

He leaned against the wall as his uncle begged the new nanny not to go to the police; she had watched Callon dump the body into the water from the boat, and now both his uncle and his father were in damage control mode. 

‘For someone so smart, he sure is fucking stupid. Did he really think he’d hide it that long? Jackass.” 

He looked over at his phone; 1:30 AM. 

🔴: think you’ll still be able to come over? 🔵: probably not, work is taking forever 🔵: everyone is stupid and i hate them 🔴: I’ll stay up for you if you just wanna come over so we can sleep together  🔵: I’d like that <3 

“Hey uh, sorry to interrupt, but can I go?” He asked, pointing at the door. He hadn’t been paying attention to what was said; he just wanted to go home. 

“Sure, fine, go,” his father responded in a frustrated tone, the rest sitting in silence. He waved goodbye, starting to walk back towards the front of the house. 

“Psst.”

He whipped his head around, and there was his five year-old cousin Amara, sitting at the base of the stairs. “Hi,” she whispered. 

He stopped, letting out a sigh; clearly the adrenaline from the night’s events hadn’t fully worn off quite yet. “You scared me, what are you doing up so late?”

She shrugged, “I don’t know. I had a nightmare, so I went to go talk to the lady, and then we saw the boat, and now everyone’s upset,” she mumbled as she hugged her knees close to her chest. “I think I’m in trouble.”

He raised an eyebrow, “why would you be in trouble?”

“Because I wanted to see the boat, we haven’t gone on the boat in forever. I heard it, and we looked out the window, and then I said hi, and then everyone got upset,” she lowered her head. “I didn’t want to make everyone angry, I just wanted to say hi,” she sniffled. 

He sighed, sitting down on the floor in front of her. “You weren’t the one who made everyone upset, it was me.” Truthfully, it was no one’s fault; Amara had woken up while they were in the middle of finishing a job. It wasn’t like this hadn’t happened before, the only new factor being the nanny, who Ronan egotistically thought he could hide their secrets from. Yet Callon knew he was a good scapegoat; he didn’t want her to blame herself, and she’d never blame her father. “I shouldn’t have been on the boat. But you know, things happen.” 

She nodded her head slowly, letting out a sigh. “Okay. Are you leaving now?”

“Yeah, it’s late, and-”

“Are you gonna go see your boyfriend?”

His eyes widened, quickly shushing her as she laughed. He looked over at the table; thankfully, they were still wrapped up in their conversation, it appeared no one had heard her. “Dude, they’re like, right there!” He said through gritted teeth. 

“Sorry. I just wanted to be silly,” she grinned. 

“Well…just be silly in a different way. A way that doesn’t involve yelling my business out to the world.” 

“Can we go to school with you again? That was fun.”

“At some point, sure. I gotta get going though, it’s late. Try to get some rest, okay? Don’t worry about whatever they’re talking about, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He gave her a pat on the head before walking back out into the night. 

🔵: I’m leaving now 🔴: 👍

He drove back to his college apartment, somehow managing to stay awake.  

He knew he couldn’t drive straight to his boyfriend’s apartment, still dirtied with blood and sweat from earlier. It was foolish to drive like this, but he was so exhausted he didn’t care. He got home and took a shower, looking himself over to see if he had been injured throughout the night. It seemed as if Alex could find even the smallest cuts and bruises, and the last thing Callon wanted to do was make him worry. The few times it had happened already felt like too many. He changed clothes and sent him a message. 

🔵: still awake?  🔴: yeah 🔵: I’ll be over in five minutes  🔴: door is unlocked 

Callon didn’t walk through Alex’s door until 3:00 AM. He had managed to keep his lies as close to the truth as possible to avoid him questioning his strange hours. As far as Alex knew, Callon worked at his father’s casino downtown when they needed extra help.

Callon walked inside, and there was Alex sitting at his desk studying, the only light coming from a small lamp pointed down at a book. He turned to face him, “hey,” he said sleepily. 

“Hey,” Callon took his shoes off before walking closer, sitting himself atop his lap and wrapping his arms around him. He buried his face in his neck, inhaling the smell of lavender and mahogany; scents typical for most mages. He felt his hands trail down his back, holding him. 

“You know, the bed’s right there,” Alex teased, running his fingers through Callon’s hair. 

“Yeah, but you were sitting here. Carry me,” he demanded, his voice still muffled by Alex’s shoulder. 

He heard Alex sigh, “I can’t pick you up when you’re already sitting on me.” 

“Fine,” he groaned, standing up. Alex followed, standing just a few inches shorter than him. Yet he picked Callon up with ease, muscles toned by years of working on cars and playing baseball. 

Callon smiled, relaxing in his arms as he carried him towards the bed, just a few feet away. Alex made him feel sweet, perhaps even delicate; a feeling that didn’t come naturally, given that he was six feet tall and spent some nights with two pistols strapped to his hips.

They fell into bed, Callon resting his head on Alex’s chest as he held him. “Did everything get resolved?” Alex smiled, referencing his text message from earlier. 

“Man, I have no fucking idea,” he laughed. “I left before I could find out.”

“Anything interesting?”

“Just family being stupid. The whole thing was dumb, I’ll tell you tomorrow.” 

“Well, at least you don’t have to deal with it,” he kissed the top of Callon’s head, rubbing his back. “Now come on, let’s get some rest.” 

Callon nodded, humming in agreement as he shut his eyes. Here, in his arms, he was not a weapon, or a made man, or the nephew of the Boss. Here, he could be soft. Here, he could be himself.

———

Callon looked through his closet, his hair still slightly wet from their shower. Alex laid on the bed, watching from the distance as his partner looked over his options. In hindsight, it would’ve been easier for Alex to just come over to Callon’s apartment last night, but the buildings were close enough together they didn’t mind the walk. 

From what Alex saw, Callon’s style seemed to be all over the place. Posh vests, frilled skirts, and short cut t-shirts all had a place in his closet, with little rhyme or reason to their organization. 

“Do you think we should tell them?” Callon asked, looking over a pleated blue skirt. 

“Tell them what?” 

“That we’re… you know.” He said as he slipped it on. “I think this is the first time since the semester started that we’ve all been able to hang out, now that I think about it.” He finished getting dressed, completing the outfit with a loose fitting shirt, short enough to show his midsection. He walked back over to the bed, straddling Alex’s lap. “I figured it’d be harder to keep things in the dark now. Although…I don’t think I’d want to, either. That probably sounds stupid.” 

Alex rested his hands on his sides, smiling at him. “I don’t think so. Is that what you want? To tell people we’re dating?”

He nodded, “yeah. If that’s okay with you,” he said as he rested his hands on Alex’s stomach. “I just want everyone to know I’m yours,” he grinned, leaning forward. 

“You know, it’s hard to say no to you when you’re looking at me like that.” 

He couldn’t help but tease him, feigning innocence. “Like what?” 

He ran his hands up and down,“you know what you’re doing. Sitting on my lap, dressed like that.”

He leaned closer, “what’s wrong with that? It’s just hot outside, that’s all,” he maintained his playful tone, biting his lip. 

“Oh, nothing. Nothing at all,” Alex moved his hands under his skirt, gripping his ass, gazing back at him before letting out a sigh. “We…We probably shouldn’t though. As tempting as you are, I don’t want to keep everyone waiting.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” he sighed, getting off of him. “I don’t wanna hear Ezra say some shit about ‘punctuality’ or whatever.” 

—— 

Their group of five was missing one person. Their friend Taleisin was nowhere to be found. 

They sat around the table outside, campus fairly quiet once the clock hit 1:30; a time Alex and Callon’s friends all had a gap in their schedules. 

“We could’ve totally like, rubbed our dicks together or something if we knew he’d be late,” Callon thought, resting his face on his hand. 

Ezra and Anthony sat across from the two of them, friends they had met outside of band; Anthony shared a major with Taleisin, and Ezra was in the Honors College with Alex, alongside being a friend of Taleisin’s before college. “This is weird, he’s never late like this,” said Ezra, looking at his phone with a frustrated yet concerned look. 

“What a caring mother you are,” Callon teased. 

“Shut up, if something happened his dad’s gonna kill me,” he groaned. Neither Alex nor Callon could remember if Taleisin and Ezra were actually related, or if their families were just close. Despite Taleisin being nearly eighty years older than Ezra, he wasn’t nearly as organzied.  

“He could’ve just gotten distracted, you know how he is,” shrugged Anthony, not even looking up from the rhythm game he was playing on his phone as he spoke. “I’m sure it’s fine.” 

“I just don’t want anything like last year to happen again. He’s not stupid, he’s just…his dad’s still worried about him.” 

“Why?” Asked Alex.

“I don’t know. He’s like six hundred years old, so I guess a year doesn’t seem like a long enough time to adjust. He’s too nice to people, he trusts everyone like, immediately.”

“Yeah, but still. Tali’s older than any of us,” said Callon. 

“I mean, yeah, but…look, when you spend eighty years afraid to leave your house, I imagine going from that to a school as big as this one is overwhelming,” Ezra reasoned. “He just kind of assumes everyone’s a good person, I think.”

Callon shrugged, “fair enough, I guess.” They all knew Tali was a bit awkward; he had told them about his years in self-isolation, but never what prompted it. Even Ezra didn’t know all the details, but it wasn’t his place to share what he did know. 

Ezra’s phone buzzed, “Okay, he just said he’s on his way.”

“Did he say why he was late?” Anthony asked, eyes still fixated on the screen, tapping away as the music played through a single headphone.

“No, but I guess we’ll find out,” he mumbled, setting his phone back down. “Oh, Alex, did you submit your stuff for fellowship applications?” 

Alex nodded, “yeah. I feel pretty good about it, but…I know what I’m going for is pretty competitive.”

“They’re all competitive, to be fair. They only take a handful of students for each one,” Anthony remarked. The opportunity was only for Honors College students, but that was still nearly five-hundred people to compete with

“Yeah, but…you’re smart,” Ezra said as he looked over at Alex. “So long as you aren’t going for one where they’re only taking one person, you should be fine.” 

“Well, shit,” he laughed nervously. “I think the blood magic fellowship is only taking one person. Makes sense, I guess, the guy’s practically a household name in the field.”

Ezra’s eyes widened, “blood magic? With Dr. Nerixi?” 

“That’s the only one, if everything I saw was correct.” 

“Huh,” he trailed off, looking a bit nervous. “Well…don’t get your hopes up.”

“Wow, way to be motivating,” said Callon.

“I’m just being realistic. Alex is smart, but…there’s fifty people going for that one.”

Callon’s eyes narrowed. “How do you know that?”

“Honors College ambassadors can see the numbers, for which fellowships are most popular. Or it might be student government that lets me see it, I can’t remember.” 

Callon looked over to Alex, his expression still neutral, always hard to read. Yet the way he gripped the bench below him was enough for him to realize Ezra’s words had unnerved him. He covertly put his hand on top of Alex’s, but it seemed to do little to comfort him. 

Ezra sighed, “look, I’m not trying to make you feel shitty, seriously, just…have a plan B. That’s all I’m trying to say. I think you’d be good for it, it’s just rough.”

“No, it’s cool, you’re fine,” Alex smiled. Growing up in a small town meant competition in school was minimal. He had always worked hard, but competing against so many people now meant he had to push himself even further. “Worst case, I have-”

He was interrupted by Taleisin sitting down next to Callon, nearly colliding into him. “Holy shit, I’m so sorry, so much happened last night.”

“Fuck, you sound like you just ran a marathon,” Callon said as he pulled away from him. 

“I mean kinda, yeah. I felt bad, we haven’t all hung out together as a group since the semester started,” he was still catching his breath. 

“At least you feel bad. Callon and Alex are almost always late,” Ezra joked.

Alex nervously scratched the back of his neck. “You know, about that-”

Taleisin kept going, unable to hear Alex. “Do you remember that girl I met? The singer?” 

Callon’s eyes widened. “Yeah, what happened?” 

He spoke rapidly, barely giving himself time to breathe. “Okay, so, yesterday we went to practice, and then the practice rooms wouldn’t unlock, so we went to practice at my place, and then…yeah.” 

“So you fucked her?” Callon asked. 

“It sounds kinda demeaning when you put it like that, but…yeah, that’s what happened.” 

“Did you win?”

Taleisin paused. “What?”

“You know,” Callon continued with a grin on his face. “Did you win?”

Taleisin paused, “uh…”

Alex put a hand on Callon’s shoulder, rolling his eyes. “Callon, stop.” He looked back at Taleisin as Callon laughed, “he’s just fucking with you. Are you okay though? You seem worked up.”

“I don’t know,” he groaned, resting his head on the table. “I mean, I think I won, or whatever. I just…I don’t know what to do now.” 

“Well, what happened afterwards?” Asked Ezra. 

“She ended up spending the night at my apartment, and then she had a class kinda early, so she left in the morning.”

“Did you text her after she left? Like a ‘I had a great time last night’ type thing?” Asked Alex.

“Fuck,” he let out another elongated groan. “No, I figured she’d be busy with class, I didn’t wanna bother her,” he said as he went to reach for his phone. 

“Well hold on, it’s gonna be weird if you send it now, it’s been too long,” said Alex. 

“Is it?” Callon raised an eyebrow. “I’d rather get a text late than nothing at all.” 

“I guess so, but if he had texted her after she left, then it would show he’s still thinking about her.” 

“Wouldn’t that still show the same thing if he texted her now?”

“Fair point.” 

“I don’t think either of you are qualified to give advice on something like this,” said Ezra.

Callon smiled, seeing an opportunity. “Well, actually-”

“Oh, God damn it,” Ezra mumbled, as if he knew exactly what Callon was about to say. “Are you serious?” 

“Yeah,” he looked back at Alex, watching him nod his head. 

Taleisin looked around at all of them, “what? I feel like I’m missing something.”

Ezra gestured his hand towards both Callon and Alex, and Callon continued. “We’ve been dating since like, the end of last semester.” 

“WHAT?!” 

Anthony was entirely unphased. “Yeah, that checks out,” he mumbled. 

“So, you’ve graduated from fucking in bathrooms to holding hands. Congratulations,” Ezra said sarcastically. 

“Thanks!” Callon laughed. 

“How did I not notice any of this?” Taleisin mumbled, looking down at the ground. “We hang out like, all the time during band season…” 

“Taleisin, you literally walked in on us one time,” Alex laughed. 

“I did?” 

“You’re such a stupid little slut,” Alex said as he rammed his cock inside Callon’s ass, gripping his ass as he spread his legs in the bathroom stall. Regrettably, fucking during rehearsals had become a bit of a habit. 

Callon let out a breathy laugh, “is that all you’ve got? I hardly feel a thing,” he mumbled, letting out another moan as he felt Alex’s hand smack his ass. 

He fucked him even harder, losing himself in the sensation. He reached over to stroke Callon’s cock, “you should be thankful that I’d fuck a dirty whore like you.”

Callon let out a moan once more, biting his lip as he felt himself getting close, Alex’s pace unrelenting. “Daddy, I don’t know if I-”

The door opened, Taleisin’s voice calling out. “Hey, are you guys okay? You guys just looked kinda mad and I wanted to make sure everything was-”

“TALEISIN, FUCK OFF,” Callon shouted, his voice a stark contrast to the light whimpers and moans he had been letting out prior. 

“Sorry, sorry, sorry, I’ll just… let you guys sort everything out…hope everything’s okay…” he mumbled, walking out of the bathroom. 

“That’s what that was?”

“Yeah. Sorry about that,” Callon shrugged.

“Huh…” Taleisin trailed off. “I guess I should be a bit more observant…”

The rest of their lunch was far less uneventful, but entertaining nonetheless. As their friends went their separate ways, Callon couldn’t help but notice the dejected look on Alex’s face as they started their walk back to Callon’s apartment. 

“You okay?” He asked. 

“Yeah, I’m alright, just…” he sighed. “Just thinking about what we talked about.”

“About how Tali got laid?”

“No, the other thing. With the fellowship. It’s just…I’ve told you about my hometown, how it’s kinda in the middle of nowhere.”

“Yeah. I remember you telling me they’re still kinda weird about magic over there.”

“It’s definitely old fashioned. It’s been three hundred years since the war, but…I think a lot of people are still afraid of magic. So many of the people I know from there just…never really leave, I guess. But anyway, my graduating class was pretty small, like fifty people.” 

“Really?”

He nodded, “yeah. I busted my ass for college applications, with band and sports and other shit, but at the end of the day…valedictorian isn’t that impressive when your class is that small.” 

Callon raised an eyebrow. “The fuck are you talking about?” 

“If I went to a bigger school, I probably wouldn’t even have all the accolades I do, I may not have even-”

Callon stopped, “no. Shut up, don’t say that.” 

“Cal, that’s sweet, but-”

“You still worked your ass off to get that title, right?” 

“Yeah, but-”

“You still beat out 49 other people for it. For fucks sake, you’re on a full scholarship. That’s impressive! You have every right to that spot as anyone else does. Don’t let Ezra being an ass make you think you’re not good enough.”

Alex sighed, “he’s just being realistic-”

“And so am I. You’re much smarter than I am, you’re organized, and I think you’ve got a better shot than you think.” 

He gave him a weary smile, the two resuming their walk. “Thanks. I…To be honest, part of the reason I picked this school in the first place was for this fellowship. It’s gonna suck if I don’t get it, but I feel like preparing for that possibility now will make it easier.”

“I get that. Still, just…” he grabbed his hand once more, looking over at him. “Whoever the fuck would be lucky to have you as a student. I admire how dedicated you are, to your dream.”

“I don’t know if I’d call it a dream,” he said as they walked back inside Callon’s room. Alex sat down on the bed. “It’s just…it’s the job I want to have, and this is the only way I can afford to do it. It’s not special, it’s just what I have to do.” 

Callon paused, sitting next to him. He had casually carried suitcases filled with millions of dollars, seen pallets of money in his uncle’s basement. Despite his constant handling of it, he couldn’t understand the value of money to the average person. He looked at Alex’s face; he rarely ever looked fully rested, the bags under his eyes a permanent fixture on his face from nights of studying, rehearsals, and late night shifts. He looked down at Alex’s hands, the skin hard and cracked after years of hard work, saving every paycheck just to come here to study.

It was a life Callon hadn’t experienced. “I guess…I admire that you know what you want out of life. Even if it’s just a job, you have a plan. That’s more than I can say,” he smiled. “You deserve it.”

“Thanks. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” It was clear he wanted to move on from the topic. Despite knowing each other for a year, conversations like this still felt new and awkward at times. “You know…you never told me what happened at work last night.”

He didn’t want to lie to Alex. He loved him, even if he hadn’t told him yet. Yet it still felt wrong, even if it was necessary. “Oh, basically someone new overheard my uncle talking about something he really shouldn’t have been talking about in public.” 

“What was it?”

“Well, it’s something I shouldn’t talk about in public either,” he said with a wink. 

“Alright, keep your secrets,” Alex teased. “I won’t tell anyone how the games are all rigged.” 

Alex’s offhand comment gave him enough material to work with if he had any more questions. “Listen, it wasn’t exactly that, but…pretty close. I just don’t know why he was dumb enough to say it out in the open. But it was a whole thing, that’s why I was so late. Him and my dad wouldn’t stop arguing,” he exhaled, leaning back on the bed. 

“That sucks. You know…I think it’d be cool to go there sometime. Together, I mean. I get if you don’t want to, but,” he shrugged, “it could be fun.”

“I…” a pit formed in Callon’s stomach, suddenly remembering why he hadn’t ever pursued relationships like this in the first place. In a situation like this, it wasn’t just his criminal connections he was worried about; it was his father finding out he had yet another distraction from his ‘work’. Or even worse, Alex finding out the truth about his ‘work’.

‘He’s going to find out eventually.’

man i love them so much. im going to put them through horrors. honestly, being able to write Taleisin AND Ronan in the same chapter is so fun. They will interact at some point, and it will be hilarious.

This chapter does also include some of the major story edits I've wanted to make; Taleisin and Ezra are not related, BUT their families are close; why will be explained later :D

I hope you enjoyed!

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Hi, i imagine the image callon sent Alex of tali either was a .5 overhead pic while tali was just chilling minding his business, of callon told tali to lay in the fetal position with his instrument, or of just callon staring in the camera and pointing at tali all fake sad or in the fetal position again lol

~⭐️ anon (who is loving the rewrites)

Back when I was in marching band, I was in drumline, and we had these big boxes the snare drums would be in. I used to have a photo of me sitting in one, but I can’t find it. But absolutely that energy. He’s probably not even just on the floor in the fetal position, he probably climbed into one of the large instrument lockers for the bit

I feel like Callon is one of those people that uses Snapchat, or whatever this world’s equivalent of it would be, obsessively. Like I think him Taleisin exclusively communicate in really stupid looking uncomfortably close selfies cause they both just think they’re funny.

Maybe for a split second reader is like “he gets so many messages on there…” and goes to check and it’s just the top half of Callon’s head with the caption “I just shoved a whole bag of jelly beans up my ass (quoting this vine) “

All he posts on his story are stupid candid photos of Alex and his outfits. I need to draw him with this

Alex does indulge him but it’s all just photos with a black background. Which is boring and drives him insane. But he puts up with him so it’s whatever.

I’m glad you’re liking them though!! I feel really bad bc I did a poll on what to do, and rewriting wasn’t the popular option, but it’s what’s coming to me rn, so maybe I’ll write myself into figuring out to fix what I’ve already got by doing these.

[eebeewrites]

Hi, when I was reading the parent fic, and callon pointed out how she’s like Alex in her perfectionism, or how she’d get really upset if she did something wrong, and Alex having an, “she does think like me, oh god, she does think like me”. I want them happy but happiness hits harder when angst is there to lead it (my ocs both hate and love me)

Alex talked about how him and his sister were always pushed to be good at everything which caused them both problems. So i feel like Alex would try and make sure she knows she doesn’t have to be always perfect and always good. But she keeps having the perfectionism mindset and it worries Alex. Especially with what happened with his sister. He starts worrying if he somehow taught or made her feel like that without noticing. He didn’t. She just really looks up to him and wants to be like him and she sees him as really good, smart and independent and basically perfect. He somehow comforts her and while she still tries to be like her dad she doesn’t try to be so independent and perfect all the time, she still is but now it’s just her personality

I’m sleep deprived so this concept is a bit shit but I love these stories and I for some reason get ideas when tired

~⭐️anon

this is so cute hhh

“Happiness hits harder when angst is there to lead it” banger.

Gonna use this ask to dump a few more parenting drabbles here. This was sitting in my drafts FOREVER but I just. Man, I love when characters heal from their trauma and can be happy. That’s so fucking cool.

Side note. I still use the orange heart emoji for tali rather than the circle when they’re all texting just bc I feel it’s more recognizable and keeps things consistent . Also reader is referred to as ‘you’ in these even if these aren’t explicitly x reader stories. You’re just a character in the overarching lore now, congrats!

I wrote a lot of these lately and I’m not sure what that means . Also I really like writing these two and Tali and reader in the future, so feel free to send me more ‘epilogue’ type asks

More Callon/Alex Misc Parenting Drabbles

Alex could tell something was off.

He watched Ellie lay on the sofa, the television on but her mind clearly elsewhere. Usually on days he didn’t work, she was always excited for the three of them to do something together. He was grateful he could work part time due to Callon’s ‘inheritance’; opting for a schedule that allowed him to spend the most time with his family: he’d work three twelve hours shifts at the lab, then spend the rest of the week and the weekend with the two of them. He worked hard to get where he was, getting through college, medical school, and residency, but spending time with Callon and Ellie was just as important.

He was home today for the first time this week. Despite the nice weather, Ellie just layed on the couch, mindlessly watching TV. She didn’t look too happy when him and Callon picked her up either, but she insisted she was just tired. After all, kindergarten was still fairly new, and it had only been a few months. Still, the look on her face said it all.

He walked over to her, sitting in front of the couch. He called out to her quietly, softly petting her hair as he spoke. “Ellie?”

“What?” She groaned, sounding frustrated and tired.

“What’s bothering you? You’ve been sleepy since we got back from school.” She even refused to go to the store with Callon; something had to be wrong.

She shrugged, “I just can’t get things right.”

“What can’t you get right?”

“At school. I think I’m stupid.”

“Hey, don’t you ever say that,” he said, his tone perhaps a bit more harsh than he intended as he watched Ellie’s eyes widen. He sighed, speaking in gentler tone. “You’re very smart. Why would you think that?”

She stood up, walking over to her little backpack and grabbing out a paper. She handed it over to Alex, “look.”

It was a timed math test. 20 simple questions to answer within a minute. She had gotten 16/20; two wrong, and two she didn’t finish. “Honey, that’s not a bad score. You did good,” he said, petting her hair.

“But I can do better. I shouldn’t have gotten those wrong,” she pointed at the paper. “I was just being dumb, and if I was faster, I could’ve done it!”

Alex couldn’t help but feel a sting of guilt; had he unknowingly instilled this mindset on her? The memories of him and his sister still felt recent, even nearly twenty years later. Him and Callon had similar goals when it came to raising Ellie; neither of them wanted her to go through what they had.

“Ellie, you did good. You’re not dumb, you’re very smart. It’s okay to not get everything perfect. Let me ask you something; did you do the best you could?”

She nodded.

“Then you did exactly what you need to do.” He kissed the top of her forehead, pulling her in for a hug. “You’re doing great, okay?”

She didn’t seem fully convinced, but nodded once more. “I wanna be like you, daddy.”

He let out a laugh, “what do you mean?”

“I wanna be smart.”

He sighed, “you’re already smart. You’re just learning new things, and learning takes time. But I promise you, you’re doing just fine. No one’s perfect. I’m not perfect. I make mistakes all the time still. That’s just part of life.”

She paused, “so I’m always gonna make mistakes?”

“That’s right, but what’s important is that you learn from them-”

She looked very stressed out about his previous statement, her eyes widening. “Always? Forever?”

“Well-” She looked like she was about to cry. “Sort of. But as you get older-”

She laid back on the couch, curled up in a ball, and started to sob.

‘Fuck.’

Of course, this was right when Callon returned from the store. He walked back inside, grocery bags in hand with a smile on his face. “I have returned,” he called out happily before seeing the scene playing out in front of him. “Oh.” He set everything down and sat next to Alex in front of the couch. “What’s going on?”

“Daddy said I’m going to make mistakes forever,” she cried.

“That’s not-”

Callon turned his head to face Alex with a confused look, “wow, you’re a dick,” he scoffed, his voice just quiet enough for Ellie not to hear.

‘Way to throw me under the bus, kiddo.’

He sighed, shaking his head as he tried to defend himself. “That’s not what I said. We were talking about how everyone makes mistakes, and it’s okay to not be perfect. Right?” He said as he looked back at Ellie.

Ellie nodded, “I don’t wanna make mistakes at all. Or forever.”

Callon nodded, “I see. Well…think about it this way,” Sometimes, mistakes are the only way we learn not to do something. Like uh…” he stuttered as he tried to think of an example. “Oh, I know. Remember when you tried to grab the bag of flour from the pantry and it was too heavy? And it spilled?”

“Yeah,” she mumbled. “I almost fell.”

“Well, now you know to be careful grabbing heavy stuff off the shelves. If that hadn’t had happened, you wouldn’t know not to do that.” Somehow, Callon always managed to say the right thing to her. “But now you do. What uh, what prompted all of this?”

She sat up and handed Callon the test, “I didn’t get them all right.”

He looked it over, “is this one of those timed test things?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, these are stupid,” Callon shrugged it off before quickly adding, “don’t tell your teacher I said that.”

At the very least, he managed to get a giggle out of Ellie. Alex seemed a bit hesitant, “I don’t know if we should call them stupid-”

“But they are! All they do is teach her being fast is more important than being right. Here, watch this,” he looked over the paper once more. “Ellie, what’s five plus four?”

She took a second, but still answered fairly quickly, “nine?”

“Hell yeah it is. Okay, what about seven plus four?”

She took a little bit longer before answering, mumbling the numbers as she figured it out, “eleven?”

“Yeah! See, you just needed a little more time. You’re smart, you know this stuff. Don’t let this bother you, okay?” He said as he put a hand on her shoulder.

She smiled, getting up and giving them both a hug. “Okay.”

“Do you see what I was trying to say?” Alex asked, still a bit worried she was upset at him. “No one’s perfect, you just need to do the best you can.”

“I think so. I just need to do my best,” she said with an affirmative nod.

He smiled, giving her a pat on the head, “that’s right.” Maybe he couldn’t always find the right words, but he wanted to make sure she knew; she was always more than good enough in his eyes.

————

“I’m worried about her, Cal,” Alex sighed, looking up at the ceiling as the two of them laid in bed. “I don’t want her to be like how my sister and I were.”

“She’s not going to,” Callon mumbled, lying on his side as he flipped through his phone.

“I’m just terrified I said or did something that made her feel like everything she does has to be perfect.”

Callon shrugged, rolling over to face him, “she was like this before school though. This isn’t really new. Her room always has to be clean, she always has to make her bed in the morning, she gets frustrated if she gets a stain on her clothes, everything needs to be in order before she leaves for the day, or else she gets upset.”

“Yeah, that’s…” he wasn’t sure if that was typical for five year old girls. “I don’t want to upset her. I guess I just…” he sighed, looking over at him. “Sometimes it feels like you always know what to say to her.”

“I mean, I’m here more.”

Alex didn’t need to work. Callon’s fortune ensured that. Yet he wanted to; after all, he worked his ass off for his degrees. He was determined to use them, even if it was only three days a week. Still, he couldn’t help but feel as if he’d been selfish. Maybe he should’ve stayed until she started school. Maybe things were rushed. Would she resent him if she knew he had the option to stay home, but chose not to?

“Alex?”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, getting lost in his thoughts. “I…you’re right.”

“That doesn’t bother her, it’s just how it is. I mean, she still sees you more than her other friends see their dads. You’re around, you spend time with her, you talk to her about her interests and what she’s up to. I’m sure there’s something to be said about gender roles here or whatever, but point is you’re an outlier. You’re doing better than most, I’d say.”

“You think so?”

He snorted, “I know so. Do you know why I only hang out with Taleisin and his wife, instead of hanging around with her friends parents?”

“You said you didn’t get along with them.”

“Yeah, because they’re fucking miserable. I can’t relate to any them because I don’t resent you.”

“…seriously?”

“Yes!” Callon sat up, now much more awake than when he first got in bed. “All they do is complain! And it's not like they don't have a reason to, some of their partners are dicks, but fuck," he said as he fell back down onto the pillow. "Regrettably, you are the exception to the rule."

"Yeah, but...the whole reason I can be the exception is because you had over twenty million dollars in mafia drug money in a foreign bank account at 20."

"Well…that's unrelated. But do you get my point? She thinks the world of you.”

"Still. Even if I'm supposedly raising the bar, it's abysmally low to begin with."

“Come on, don’t be so hard on yourself,” he said as he rested his head on Alex’s chest. “You’ve done that for far too long as is.”

He leaned down, kissing the top of Callon’s head. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

————

“Vivi, can you help me with my homework?”

Callon had been half asleep in bed when Ellie walked in, holding her little clipboard with the night’s homework on it. She couldn’t stand to sit at the table after being at school all day, so she’d put her homework in the clipboard, and work wherever she felt like. She thought it made her look like a scientist; just like her dad.

He let out a yawn; he hadn’t intended to fall asleep but…oh well. “Sure moonbeam, come here,” he said before patting the space next to him. He certainly wasn’t going to complain about Ellie’s insistence on working anywhere but the table, feeling particularly lazy today.

Ellie climbed up onto the bed, resting her head on Callon’s shoulder as she pointed at the worksheet. “I don’t know what to do. I’m stuck, I can’t get it started.”

“Let me see,” he said before taking the clipboard and looking closer.

He stared over at the worksheet, rereading over the directions several times with narrowed eyes.

‘Am I stupid? I have no idea what the fuck I’m looking at.’

“Uh…” He had no idea what to do. “Why don’t we ask your dad? I’m not too great at math,” Callon said before leaning over and grabbing his phone.

“What are you doing?” Ellie asked.

“Calling him. I don’t wanna get up,” he said as he held the phone to his ear.

As soon as Alex picked up, he greeted him with a question. “Why are you calling me?”

“Can I not call you to tell you how much I love and adore you?”

“…you are less than twenty feet away. We’re both in the house.”

“And I don’t feel like getting up.”

Callon could hear Alex sigh through the phone. “What do you want?”

“Can you come here? Ellie and I need help with a math thing. I don’t get it.”

Alex let out a quiet laugh, “are you telling me you’re struggling with kindergarten math?”

“Yes!” He exclaimed defensively, “it’s weird, okay? There’s all these circles and shit- sorry,” he caught himself, hearing Ellie quietly giggle behind him.

Alex laughed, “fine, give me a few minutes.” He hung up the phone, and within ten minutes he was sitting on the bed with the two of them, with Ellie sitting in the middle as she watched Alex think.

‘This…this makes no sense.’

She looked up at him with wide eyes, watching as he scanned the sheet in front of him. “I don’t know how to start,” she shrugged.

He paused, unable to make sense of the strange worksheet. “You know, I don’t think I do either.”

“Really?” She seemed mystified there was something he didn’t know.

“I told you!” Callon exclaimed, “it’s weird.”

“Yeah, uh…well, hold on,” he pulled out his phone, and took a photo of the worksheet.

🔴: I need a favor

🧡: what’s up

He sent the photo.

🔴: do you have any idea what the hell this is

🧡: oh I remember this shit

🧡: I had to look it up on reddit, I’ll call you this is hard to explain

“Is this cheating?” Asked Ellie as she stood up on the bed, just tall enough to look over her father’s shoulder.

“Well-”

“He’s using his resources,” Callon interjected.

————

“What is this supposed to teach?”

“I don’t know. But that’s what reddit said,” said Taleisin over the phone.”

“This doesn’t make any sense.”

“Nope!”

“Is all their math homework gonna be like this?” Alex asked, exasperated.

“It only gets worse. Just wait until they start multiplying with boxes and shit.”

“You’re on speaker.”

“Sorry. But uh…yeah. It can be a little weird, the internet is your friend. And me!”

“Thanks, Tali.”

(This is set initially a few months after Lyrian is born and Callon has a realization about how much his life, and his friends lives have changed. Boy I love character studies. these are all like. baby drabbles until the next border.)

Callon stared out the window as Alex drove back home. It wasn’t a particularly long drive, but just enough distance for Callon to start thinking.

It was strange, seeing his friends become parents. Taleisin in particular was one that made sense; he had been with you for years. Yet it still felt odd seeing him with a kid, his kid. He was sweet, but…he was far from what Callon would call ‘responsible’.

Still, it was undeniable how much love he had for his son. It was endearing, the way the baby giggled and smiled at him, the way he held with admiration and pride. Callon had been surrounded by so many fathers who wouldn’t dare show such love for their son, and witnessing it was definitely refreshing.

He hadn’t ever thought about the idea of having kids before. For the longest time, he assumed he wouldn’t make it this far. Sure, he might’ve been an elf, but his family’s line of work was a dangerous one, and he had come close to death several times already.

Yet things were different now. His father had been dead for years, and he had successfully distanced himself from ‘the family business’. Perhaps he didn’t get to see other members of his family as often, but it was for the best.

He looked over the wedding band on his finger, running his thumb over it. It felt like only yesterday he was high at a party, finding a cute boy outside to talk to. Their relationship hadn’t been easy; at the end of the day, Callon was a criminal, a murderer even. Alex didn’t think he could be with a person like that, regardless of Callon’s circumstances. Even when he tried to understand, Callon would push him away in an attempt to keep him safe.

Yet they kept crawling back to the other, every single time. Marriage wasn’t something he had ever even considered until Alex proposed, and his answer was an enthusiastic yes.

For many, having children was the next logical step in a relationship. Yet still, it wasn’t something Callon considered until now. He had been around children enough to know it wouldn’t be easy, but despite the exhaustion, there was a certain sparkle in Taleisin’s eyes that made him wonder; What would something like that be like for him?

“You okay?”

Alex’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked back to face him, “yeah, yeah, I’m just…thinking.”

“About what?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know, just…it’s weird, don’t worry about it.”

“You sure? You’ve hardly said anything since we left.” It wasn’t like Callon to be this quiet.

“Just…have you ever thought about it?”

“What do you mean by ‘it’?”

“Like having kids.”

He shrugged, “I mean, it’s not that simple for us.”

Callon grinned, “not with that attitude, maybe you just need to try harder.”

Alex rolled his eyes, “yes, I’ll just try harder to defy biology.”

“Yeah, you get on that,” he said before the car stopped in front of their apartment, the two of them walking inside.

“To answer your question though…sometimes. Not a ton, but…I’ve thought about it, yeah.”

Callon turned to face him as Alex shut the door behind him. “Would you want to?”

“I feel like this isn’t a conversation we should have in the doorway.”

“Then where do we have it?”

He walked towards him, holding his face. “Well, you did say I might just need to try harder.”

Callon smiled, wrapping his arms around Alex’s neck. “I did say that.”

Alex pulled him in for a kiss, and it wasn’t long after that he was carrying Callon into the bedroom, kissing him feverishly. The two finally broke away, Alex pressing his forehead against his partner’s. “Why don’t you let me give it my best shot, then we’ll actually talk?”

“Only if you tell me what you mean by ‘it’,” Callon teased.

He playfully pushed Callon back onto the bed, undoing his belt as he watched Callon get undressed. “Well, I’m gonna try my best to knock you up.” He moved between his legs, kissing him again as he grinded his cock over Callon’s. “I’m gonna breed you until you can’t keep it all inside.”

Callon’s face flushed red, his cock dripping with pre-cum. ‘I said it as a joke, but this might’ve awoken something in me.’

————

Callon laid on Alex’s chest, a glaze over his eyes as he caught his breath. Alex had kept to his word, his cum dripping out of Callon onto the bed sheets. Callon wasn’t sure how he went for so many rounds, but he wasn’t complaining.

“I always think it’s so cute when you cum so hard it gets on your face,” Alex smiled, softly wiping away the cum on Callon’s face and stomach from his own orgasms.

He tried to catch his breath, “I just…I don’t know, something about all the things you were saying, it was just really fucking hot.”

“I’m glad you think so. Honestly, I felt a little stupid.”

Callon sat up, smiling. “Why?”

“I can’t actually get you pregnant.”

“Well duh,” he walked out of bed, albeit slowly, throwing on Alex’s t-shirt that hung off of him, covering enough for him to grab a pack of cigarettes and walk out onto the balcony. Alex got up and put what was left of his clothes back on, following him outside.

“Why do you always take my shirt?”

“Because I like it,” he said as he pulled out a cigarette, “can you give me a light?” The flame appeared at the tip of Alex’s finger, flickering for just a moment before he lit the cigarette for him. “Thanks.”

“You know…if we were to do something like that-”

“Is the post-nut clarity kicking in?” He teased before taking a drag.

“I mean, sorta, yeah. But if you wanted to do this, and have a kid, you need to quit smoking.” Callon could tell from Alex’s face; he was seriously thinking about it.

“I can do that. There’s hundreds of things I’ve seemed to quit in the past few years, one more can’t be that hard.”

“You’ve never brought this up before, but…” Alex trailed off, leaning on the railing next to him.

“But what?”

“You seem pretty set on it. I think if I asked you to quit smoking a few years ago, you’d have a different response.”

“Probably. I guess it’s just-”

“This isn’t just because you’re jealous of Taleisin, right?”

“No, of course not. I’ve thought about it before, and I’m not sure jealous is the right word for it. It’s like…” he paused, trying to figure out how to articulate his thoughts. “I want to give a kid all the things I didn’t have. To share my happiness with them. And I want to do it with you. Maybe it’s selfish, but…it seems like it’d be an opportunity to do things over.”

“What do you mean?”

He looked back at him, “let’s be honest. Neither of us had a great time growing up.”

“That’s true.”

“I…” he took another drag before letting out a sigh. “I’ve hurt a lot of people. The money we have, we both know where it came from. If we were to do this, then…we’d be able to make sure they were happy. That they’d have a good life. We could do stupid little mundane family things neither of us ever got to do. I don’t want to do it if you don’t, but…that’s my view.”

“I don’t want to decide anything today, but…I’m willing to look into it.”

————

They decided to move forward. It wasn’t an easy process, but eventually they found someone able to carry their child. Magic and medicine had both come a long way, the child genetically related to the both of them, but it hadn’t come so far they could do it alone.

Despite Callon not being the one literally with child, it sometimes felt like he was, strangely enough.

He was eating much more than he usually did, and it felt at times Alex was walking on eggshells. Sometimes he’d come home, and Callon was pissed off for seemingly no reason. Sometimes he’d even be crying. It happened so often it became eerie when he was ‘fine’.

Alex held him as they laid in bed, and finally confronted him. “I’m worried about you.”

“Why? Is something wrong?”

“You’ve been acting differently, I’m concerned.”

“How so?”

“Well…you just seem a bit…on edge.”

Callon turned around to face him, an eerie smile on his face “It’s because I threw out my god damn Newports, Alexander.”

“That…yeah, makes sense. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that,” he kissed his neck. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” his expression softened. “On another note, I did think of a name though. If they’re a girl.”

“Oh?”

“Do you remember back in college, when you took me up to the mountains to see the stars?”

“I do, yeah. I didn’t say it right away, but…that’s when I knew I was in love with you,” he reached to grab Callon’s hand.

He smiled, “I thought of the name Estelle. It sounds pretty, I think, and it means ‘star’, so…that was my idea. What do you think?”

Alex pulled him closer to his chest. “I like it, it’s sweet,” he said before kissing the top of his head.

————

Estelle didn’t cry very much.

Based on everything both of them had heard and read, this was quite uncommon.

🧡: maybe she just hasn’t like. Woken up yet

🔴: what

🧡: you know like she’s still just kinda eepy

🔴: she cried the first night, but since then it’s rare

🧡: maybe she’s just chill af idfk

🧡: you’re the doctor I just computer

Weeks passed, and she still hardly cried at all. She certainly made noise, letting out little sounds if she needed something, but it was rare she actually cried. Despite reassurances from you and Taleisin, from his uncle and his wife, he couldn’t help but worry.

Alex woke up in the middle of the night to find Callon out of bed. He stood up, only to find him laying on the floor next to the crib.

“Callon?”

He didn’t even turn to look at him, sounding half asleep. “Hmm?”

“What…what are you doing?”

“I’m afraid she’s gonna need something, and I won’t hear her from there. So I’m over here,” he mumbled, half asleep.

“You…you want me to watch her for a bit?”

“That’s okay,” he closed his eyes, allowing himself to sleep even if he was still on the floor. “I just don’t wanna miss anything,” he mumbled.

Alex sat down on the ground next to him, pulling him close as if they were back in bed.

“What are you doing?” Asked Callon.

“Holding you. If this is where you’re sleeping, it’s where I’m sleeping.”

He couldn’t see it, but a small smile formed on Callon’s face. “Thanks.”

Man I love them so much. There were a few more ideas I had, but I needed to just get this out of my drafts. but I also love them asking Tali for advice, when he’s just ‘???? Idk man I’m doing my best and it’s worked out so far’

Anyway, please give me more epilogue ideas for Tali and these two cause they’re so fun. I have both Tali and Ronan’s next part drafted, and I may post what I wrote while my blog was deleted, because we got more shy tali and I do think it’s a lot of fun, even if I don’t stick with it