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petite-rambles · 3 years

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Halloween Party

Pairing: Bakugo x reader x Kaminari

Genre: smut

Warnings: nsfw, 18+, drinking/drugs

A/N: hello everyone is aged up, happy Halloween!!

Class 1-A was throwing a Halloween party

of course it was thrown at Mina, Sero, and Kaminari’s house

you had to beg Bakugo to go

which was a struggle

you also had to beg him to dress up

that was even harder

it meant that you had to pregame the party

you decided to be an angel and Bakugo was a werewolf

It didn’t take long for the two of you to fall into the swing of things at the party. It had been going on for about an hour before you arrived so everyone was already starting to get a bit rowdy. It didn’t take long for you to get pulled into one of the many festivities going on. Shoji was in the kitchen making drinks and pouring shots while Mina was making sure everyone was drinking.

Sero and Kaminari had managed to pull you and Bakugo over to play beer pong with them. You could already tell the two of them were having the time of their lives; they both reeked of weed and Kaminari had a solo cup in his hand (Mina making sure it was never empty). Bakugo was quick to protest but once the two of you downed a shot he was more willing.

“Eye for an eye, dunce face, and you better look me in the fucking eyes.” Bakugo snapped as Sero handed him his pong ball. Kaminari just laughed as Sero handed him the other ball, moving in position to throw. Bakugo stole a quick kiss from you before doing the same.

“Eye for an eye.” The two said slowly in sync, looking at each other in the eyes, before throwing the balls. Kaminari aimed his ball at you instead of the cups so you caught it with ease. Bakugo’s ball fell perfectly into the front cup, causing him to turn to you with a smile.

“Good job, babe.” You cooed softly, grabbing his chin to pull him down slightly. He met your lips and gently bit your bottom lip before pulling away. Sero removed the cup and tossed the ball back to Bakugo.

You two got to start with the balls, giving you a nice advantage on top of the one you already had. Sero and Kaminari weren’t the best team under the influence. It was mostly Sero carrying the team while Kaminari struggled to stay standing.

Bakugo was extremely competitive so it wasn’t hard for the two of you to pull ahead early. You had already managed to remove 7 cups, leaving you with only 3. The other team, Sero really, only managed to get 2 cups.

“I have to take a piss.” Bakugo mumbled into your ear. You shooed him away from you and he backed away with a smile, “Kiri, take over for me while I’m gone.”

Bakugo disappeared into the crowd and Kirishima suddenly appeared in his spot. He pulled you in for a quick hug before Kaminari had managed to grab your attention.

It had been easy to ignore until then. Bakugo was an intimidating presence to Kaminari, intoxicated or not. But with your boyfriend gone it was easy for your attention to be pulled to Kaminari, who did look really good in his devil costume.

“Oh beautiful angel.” Kaminari sang, leaning on to the table, “Why don’t you bring your pretty ass over here?”

“You are so fucked up right now.” You giggled softly, taking another large sip of your drink.

“I’m fucked up but I wanna fuck you up.” Kaminari seemed to purr, making eyes at you from across the table. You felt your cheeks heat up, but you couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol or him.

“Calm down over there.” Kirishima said playfully, landing his ball in another cup.

“But we match, it’s like destiny!” Kaminari exclaimed, prancing over to your side of the table.

You did unintentionally match with him tonight. He was dressed as the devil, horns in his hair and tail hanging from between his legs. It was in stark contrast to your all white ensemble, halo perched on top of your head and white wings on your back.

Kaminari curled into your side, wrapping an arm around your waist. Up close you could see how red his eyes were from smoking. He looked down at you with lust filled eyes.

“Oi, dunce face, what do you think you’re doing all over my girlfriend?” Bakugo called, emerging from the crowd. He had a bit of sway in his step as he came nose to nose with Kaminari.

“Just think about it dude, we could all have such a great time together.” Kaminari sang, gently poking Bakugo on the nose. Bakugo scrunched his nose up before looking at you.

“What is going on?” He asked as you took a sip of your drink. You simply shrugged in response, Kaminari’s fingers tapping against your side.

“Come on, no one will be left out.” Kaminari said with a smirk, moving his other hand to wrap around Bakugo’s waist. Bakugo flinched at the touch as he looked at you questioningly.

“I mean why not?” You asked, looking at Bakugo. He narrowed his eyes a little and shook his head as if he was thinking, “We can get you more alcohol if that’ll help.”

“I guess, but no funny business off brand pikachu.” Bakugo grumbled.

Kaminari squeezed in excitement, letting out a little electric discharge which shocked the two of you. Bakugo rolled his eyes and swatted Kaminari off of him. Kaminari stayed attached to you as the three of you made your way to the kitchen.

Mina looked at the three of you curiously before handing over two full solo cups. You and Bakugo grabbed them silently before walking off. That’s when Kaminari took charge, grabbing your free hand and tugging you onward. Bakugo stomped after you two until you made it to an unoccupied bedroom. Bakugo locked the door behind you before looking around.

It was lucky that the room he brought you to was actually Kaminari’s room. Mina and Sero’s were close by so a mistake could’ve been easily made. They would not have been excited to walk in on whatever was about to happen.

Kaminari pushed Bakugo towards the bed, Bakugo stumbling back and sitting on the edge of the bed. Kaminari took this opportunity to straddle Bakugo, causing the red eyed boy’s cheeks to grow a deep shade of red.

“What are you doing?” Bakugo mumbled, unsure of what to do with his hands.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Kaminari questioned with a giggle, using his hands to cup Bakugo’s cheeks. He quickly leaned in and connected their lips briefly before Bakugo pulled away.

“Was this your way of getting my boyfriend into bed with you?” You asked playfully, moving to sit next to the two on the bed.

“No silly, I want you too.” Kaminari giggled, leaning over to press a fat kiss on your lips, “And he likes it, I can feel it.”

“I wanna kill you.” Bakugo grumbled, looking away from the two of you.

Kaminari experimentally rolled his hips, causing Bakugo to grab the front of his shirt, “I don’t think I’m drunk enough for this much boy action.”

“Denki come here.” You giggled, making grabby hands. Kaminari smiled widely at you before switching to your lap. He settled in your lap and wrapped his hands around your neck.

He pushed you back so you fell back on to the bed. Kaminari kept his hands beside your head as he leaned down to capture your lips. He moved his hips against yours gentle, causing some needed friction.

You felt the bed shift slightly as Bakugo stood up. He spanked Kaminari which caused Kaminari to just a little and turn back to him.

“I’d like to get in on some action with my girlfriend.” Bakugo grunted as he placed his hands on Kaminari’s hips.

“But you get to do this all the time.” Kaminari whined before smiling widely, “Actually you can get her ready for me.”

Bakugo thought about Kaminari’s words before using the grip on Kaminari’s hips to put him off you. You tugged your skirt up, showing your panties to the two boys. Kaminari settled himself on the bed next to you before pulling out his cock.

Bakugo tugged your panties down before spreading your legs wide open. He blew you a kiss before leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your clit. You shivered at the touch as he smirked up at you. It wasn’t long before he had two fingers playing with your wet folds, spreading your juices a bit.

Kaminari began to pump his cock as Bakugo gently pressed two fingers into you at an achingly slow pace. You moaned out because of the feeling, Bakugo pressing soft kisses into your thigh.

“That feels good, princess?” Bakugo asked softly, fingering you at a steady pass.

“Yeah.” You moaned out, using a hand to grip on to Kaminari’s leg to ground you.

Kaminari had fixed his eyes on the way your tits were bouncing to the rhythm of Bakugo’s actions. He was stroking himself at an incredibly slow pace, making sure he wouldn’t cum as soon as he got his cock in you.

Bakugo picked a nice spot on your thigh and began to nip and suck. He focused until there was a hickey beginning to form before gently kissing across your body and settling on a spot on your other thigh. He suddenly pulled his fingers out of you and brought his mouth down to your cunt.

He left out a shaky breath before picking up your slit and focusing his tongue on your clit. You moaned softly as Kaminari moved himself off the bed and stood next to Bakugo.

“Based on that switch, I’m going to assume she’s ready.” Kaminari hummed as he gently tapped Bakugo on the back.

You felt Bakugo sigh against your body. He rolled his eyes and pulled away from you, causing you to whine in response. He looked Kaminari up and down before taking Kaminari’s cock in his own hand. Kaminari gasped at the contact as Bakugo gently began to gently stroke.

“Yeah, I think she’s ready.” Bakugo purred softly, leaning forward to press a small kiss on Kaminari’s lips, “Have fun.”

Bakugo released Kaminari’s cock and stepped away from between your legs. Kaminari quickly replaced Bakugo, climbing in between your legs on the bed. He took your legs in his hands before looking down at you with a devilish smile.

“This is an honor and a privilege.” Kaminari said as he lined himself up with your entrance.

“Hurry up before you lose it.” You mumbled, reaching forward and grasping on to the fabric of his shirt.

“If you insist.” Kaminari sang before gently pushing into you. You groaned at the stretch, holding his shirt tightly in your hand.

It took a couple seconds before he bottomed out, giving you a little bit of time to adjust. Bakugo had taken up Kaminari’s previous position, sitting beside you on the bed with his cock in his hand. no

“Let’s get these titties into play.” Bakugo hummed as he reached over with his free hand to pull your top down. Bakugo moved closer and pushed one cup of your bra down enough to let out your boob. He took this opportunity to feel up your chest, making sure to play with your nipple.

“Nice.” Kaminari giggled as he started to snap his hips against yours.

The feeling was intoxicating, you could feel the raw power bouncing off of Kaminari. You could tell he was excited based on the small sparks quickly jumping around his cheeks.it was also hard to ignore the slight shocks you were receiving from his grip on your legs. He leaned his chest towards you, using it as leverage to press your legs into your chest.

This position allowed him to get deeper inside of you. You cried out at the feeling, you could feel Kaminari’s hot pants just outside of reach from your face.

“God you take my dick so well.” Kaminari groaned softly, “You feel so good.”

You whimpered in response. You reached out to Bakugo, knocking his hand out of the way and replacing it with yours. You tried to recreate the pace he was doing to keep him going. He bit his lip to keep himself quiet but couldn’t resist throwing his head back.

You felt Kaminari’s thrusts begin to get a little sloppy, signaling he was getting close. He hadn’t expressed himself much, he was focusing more on making sure you felt good. You did your best to roll your hips to match with his thrusts.

Bakugo picked up on this movement and reached a hand down between your bodies to rub tight circles on your clit, lighting a heat inside your stomach.

“Denki.” You panted softly, causing him to look up at you with drooling slipping out of the side of his mouth, “I’m close.”

He simply nodded his head in response and his thrusts began to become rougher. This sudden change caused you to moan loudly, throwing your head back against the bed. You arched your back to give him a better angle. Bakugo used this as a cue to quicken his pace on your clit.

The build up was too fast to warn anyone and before you knew it, you were crying out Kaminari’s name as you clamped down around him. He groaned in response, coming to his high as well. His hips stuttered as he came, slowly coming to a halt inside of you.

Bakugo removed his fingers from your clit and moved them to your hair. He tugged you up to him, lifting you eye level with his cock.

“Open wide (y/n).” Bakugo purred softly.

You listened to his instruction, watching him get up slightly to slide the tip of his dick into your warm mouth. He moaned at the feeling, replacing your hand on his cock with his own. He cried out your name as he painted the inside of your mouth with his cum. You waited for him to finish before swallowing and moving him from your mouth.

The room was silent except for the pants that were falling from the group’s mouths. You looked around the room, making eye contact with Kaminari and then Bakugo.

“That was really fun guys.” Kaminari said happily, gently pulling out of you. You almost made a sound at the loss.

“Yeah it was something.” Bakugo hummed softly, putting himself away.

“Are you sad you didn’t get to do much? We can keep going.” Kaminari responded, as he put himself away.

“No, it’s okay. I’m just gunna show (y/n) who fucks better when we get home.” Bakugo said simply, watching as you sat up in the bed.

“Kaminari, you have to pay for the plan b though. You came inside.” You butted in, fixing the top of your costume.

“Fine but I get your panties in return.” Kaminari sang, snatching the material off the floor. He dangled the black material from one of his fingers.

“I think that’s fair for everyone.” Bakugo grunted, eyes showing the slightest hint of jealousy.

“Well until next time.” Kaminari giggled at the two of you. He took the opportunity to place a fat kiss on your lips and then another one on Bakugo’s lips.

“Next time?”

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jeeperso · 3 years

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D&D Quotes Without context

Miscellaneous Edition, for those quotable lines from between sessions

"All I wanna do, is fork a giant woman! A giant woman!" "Jonni, I'm pretty sure she is some type of undead, probably a vampire. Are you sure that is a good idea?" "If I don’t get turned into a blueberry it won’t be my worst date." "Okay, but if you have to defend yourself just don't burn the place down for once." "Oh, Nyx. Sweet summer child. I never make promises we both know I won’t even try to keep." "Jonni, if I wake up to my bed surrounded in flames again I'm short-sheeting your next bed every night for at least a month." "I know you're trying to score here, but Lady Dimitrescu's daughters are literally vampires AND bugs. I can overlook one, but as a Paladin, it is my sacred duty to burn this place to the ground and stir the ashes."

"We don't let Marshall make breakfast anymore." "Those waffles are well-fortified." "I'm going to be charitable and call it hardtack." "We can use these waffles as melee weapons." "Well if we need to deflect siege engines they'll be good to have." "This is still carbon based and digestible by human systems without any poisons." "I can't serve this. It'll cause ... death." "Marshal we've been over this. This Pizza has 10% less of a lethal amount of grease." "Plus they signed the waivers when they bought a ticket. It's fine." "And don't forget to push the Cakeon." "Cakeon being slices of cake wrapped in bacon." "The special sauce is a mixture of mayonnaise, ketchup, mustard, ranch, horseradish, cheddar cheese, sour cream, and anything unfortunate enough to fall into the mixing vat."

"You do have a copy of the legal code I requested in my letter? As landed gentry you should actually have legal avenues to... I'm sorry did you say Burning child?"

"First I'm going to nail a crossbow bolt through your heart. Then I'm going to mount your balls to walls on opposite sides of this chamber." "I need Three Barrels of Butter" "Are you serious? Those Claws could crush an elephant in full plate!" "You're Right!" *Turns to first person* "We might need more than three barrels of butter."

"So Ioun is the patron of poor college kids. that scans "

"its hardtack or a mug of molten cheese-fried... something in a woven mug of bacon. your choice."

"Welp, all this coke ain't gonna snort itself..."

"Right hand me that dress and the bail money. I'll get Jonni." OOC: Well I mean they allow men in the city. Its just no men live in the city. "I stand by my statement. I'm allowed to look pretty every now and then." OOC: And dragons are the most unprejudiced lovers of anyone after bards.

OOC: Well I mean come on, its Ravenloft: saying a place is of death and madness is like making the observation the day ends in y. "Going out. Getting laid." "Jonni, she’s a werewolf." "Going out, forking a werewolf." OOC: Well Lycanthropy isn't usually sexually transmitted. Its just that Mercedes is a biter. OOC: ...I don't have an appropriate response to that.

"You seriously think I’d turn on my friends for a pile of gold?!?" "sigh I’ll show you my tits. "Hot damn, let’s get these murders done!" "No, Jonni, stay good. Besides, there are plenty of other girls who will do that without asking you to murder us." "Hmmmm… this is the moral quandary of my life…" "I’ll give you five bucks." "Scales tipped!" "Phew, I thought I was going to have to cover her next trip to the topless bar." "No, no, I have the bail money right here."

Nyx: So what’s the inside of Jonni’s head like? Edmund (with thousand yard stare): Imagine every ladies only smut magazine you’ve ever heard of going on forever into infinity while everything is on fire. Food was good though.

"It’s cool. They stole it." "And you know this how?" "Magic." “90% of Ravenloft deaths are mysterious vanishings.” "Why does everything come out covered in glitter and … is that …" "Lube. I’ve got a few theories." "Please don’t share them."

OOC: This is a plan that ends with Strahd having fewer brides, his castle is in flames, and he’s lost his cape.

OOC: Our team consists of a horny pyromancer, a gnome who can fillete you in five seconds, an HP lovecraft protagonist with actual magic backing them up, a literal slab of iron with a face, and a guy with a "I went to the eternal city of Ryleth and all I got was PTSD and this lousy T shirt". Gorbash smashing his shield into their face: "Have! You! Considered! Therapy!" OOC: Good news is you guys will no longer be the most conspicuous guys at the masquerade now. Jonni: Challenge accepted! "Nyx, the bounty on stealing his fake mustache is still on."

"Vanilla is the king of flavors. What does it say about society where vanilla is considered just 'regular'?" "That they have a lot of vanilla." Lash: "Don’t you want wishes?" Jonni: "Do I need wishes to get to see you naked?" Lash: "No?" Jonni: "Fuck ‘em." Vesh: "Oh dammit its my arranged fiance." Pit Fiend: "Milady." Vesh: "An extra wish to whoever punches this douchecanoe in the nards." Jonni: "I wish…for Bigby’s clenched fist of nard punching."

Soth: "Oh, gods, why am I on fire and why is Immigrant Song playing?" Jonni: "Take a guess." Hazlik: "Okay, so its a partridge, stuffed inside a chicken, stuffed inside a duck, stuffed inside a turkey, and the whole thing is fried on a stick. Congratulations, that's the most horrible thing I have ever seen, and I once crossbred an elephant and an owl." "I give him the 'itis, and we run like we stole something." OOC: ...weirdly Curse of Strahd has stats for Strahd zombies but not Strahd Skeletons. Or Strahd's skeletal Steed. Strahd once went to a branding seminar hosted by Bane and it changed his life.

"Are we on a high enough floor that if I throw him through the window he'll be killed by the fall?" "Oh, but when I say stuff like that it’s all 'Jonni, murder is wrong.'" "When they say pick your battles they don't mean to pick all of them. That's too many battles Jonni. Put some back." OOC: He's technically already got a symbiote. OOC: They can get married. Gorbash: "I'm increasing the rent." Venom: "Can I keep the pool table?" Gorbash: "I'm not a monster." Giant Brain: "Jonni… I have summoned you here for… WHY AM I ALREADY ON FIRE! PUT ME OUT! PUT ME OUT!"

"Hello We're the party-crashers. This is Jonni, she's here to steal your women and burn your shit down. That's Nyx, she's going to repatriate certain items from the premise. Marshal over there, is here to studiously ignore our shenanigans. This is the New Guy. He seems pretty chill. I'm Gorbash... and I have been distracting you."

"Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly. Jonni: "Hold up. Trying to sex a spider." Nyx: (throws her hands up) And then Jonni wakes up with a spider venom hangover webbed to a wall waiting to be eaten. Jonni: "Eh, I’ve had worse one night stands. I’m not a fucking blueberry." OOC 1: Hey, where does your weed elf grow [her] crops? OOC 2: She probably just grows them in the room she hasn’t paid rent on. OOC 3: Because I was also considering a circle of spores druid tortle. OOC 2: We could be partners! We could turn this into road to el dorado staring Cheech and Chong. OOC: Wait, I just realized five people are hanging out in a pirate bar, and none of us are rogues. We are gonna need someone to get thieves tools. OOC: We have a barbarian with a big stick.

"Are we Foxhound now? Blunderbuss Octopus." OOC1: You want to put the stoner in charge of food. OOC2: Eyup. OOC1: I see no way this can go wrong! OOC3: We need the four basic food groups. Beans, Bacon, Whisky, and Lard. “We pray to Almighty Darkseid! Give us a sign! Thumbs up, for the triumph of the human spirit! Thumbs down to begin the everlasting reign of darkness!” “Where did you find this guy?” “Me? I thought you hired him.” OOC: Yup, nature, arcana, history, investigation and religon at +6. MJ got baked and watched the Discovery Orb a lot. Tordek: "But we have a cleric, Jozan, over there." Strahd: *sigh* Snaps fingers, and suddenly one of Strahd's brides sucks Jozan out the window, cue screaming. "Oh look, you suddenly have an opening, how fortunate." Tordek: "We also have a druid...." Vadania: "SHUT UP, TORDEK!" Edmund: "I think the first order of business may be to discuss your Human Resources strategy..." Strahd: "I have a guy for that too."

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"When someone as smart as him talks with himself, it's not crazy...They call it monologing." "I thought it was soliloquy?" "No, soliloquy is when you're talk at someone else when your talking to yourself." "Most people would run from a demon, you run towards it to study it." Professor: "THIS IS ABSOLUTELY FASCINATING! A FROGHEMOTH, AND RIGHT UP CLOSE, IT WILL BE AMAZING TO SEE THIS PERFECT KILLING MACHINE IN ACTION." OOC: Also note the Professor is Lawful Good, Archie is Chaotic Good, so collectively they balance out to Neutral good. OOC: That's good. "The incinerations will continue until morale improves!" “You never incinerate the women!” “Because I’m fucking them!” “I… was not expecting you to be so honest about that…”

"You got what you wanted....but you lost what you had...." "Yes, I'm familiar with how capitalism works."

OOC: Dragons are like, “That’s Krandor the shiney. He only fucks other dragons. Weirdo.”

Gorbash: "D'awww, so tiny... perfect size... FOR PUNTING!" *boots tiny mind-flayer into the horizon*

"Dracula hasn't been spotted in almost recently. Whats he gonna do, destroy all we know and love like he definitely can?" "... my god you people are too stupid to live." "What are you doing in my house?" Gorbash: "...well Edmund has been reading your books, I've been sorting through your armory, Nyx and Irost has been going through your other shinies, Marshal has been cleaving anything monstrous that gets too close, and Jonni has been lighting things on fire to stave off boredom." Gorbash: "Okay Marshal, Jonni. Rock, paper, scissors over who gets [to kill] the bishop."

Jonni: "Did you really think this would make up for what you did?" Nima: "I… killed everyone you grew up with." Jonni: "Yeah, and I’m still not forgiving you for what you did to Eddie." Nima: "I am missing some key context here…" Nima: "Also I committed identity theft on you by having my new undead army tell everyone you are running the show." Jonni: "Oh, no. You’ve fooled the boar tribe. Who still haven’t figured out shitting in a hole." Nima: "Yeah I noticed that. I ruined two pairs of shoes attacking their camps."

#dungeons and dragons #dnd 5e #quotes without context #ravenloft #castlevania #resident evil village #ooc

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untaemedqueen · 4 years

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SaB Series

Werewolf!Taehyung x Mate!Reader

Chapter 6.

Warnings: FLUFF, Reader Goes Into Labor

How heavy could a belly be you ask? Great question! Try having 3 sacks of potatoes strapped to your body at all times! You groan ladd up in bed as black veins dot the skin on your neck. Taehyung peaks into the room with Chanhyeok in his arms.

"Boob time!" He cheers, kissing Chan's forehead. You roll your eyes with a laugh pulling down your sports bra. Taehyung hands you the baby before growling gently.

"Look at this sight." You put Chanhyeok to your breast, rubbing your belly as a pup moves inside you.

"A baby at her tit, my other babies waiting to be born." Taehyung mumbles sitting in the armchair next to the large open window. Taehyung's canines sharpen watching your hand drift lazily over your belly as you close your eyes.

"Wow, I make great choices, huh? If I didn't go into heat when I did, you might not have all my babies inside you like this." He ponders on that though as Chanhyeok's eyelids begin to get heavy.

"I thought it was fated? Because 'my pussy was made for your cock,' right?" Taehyung smirks remembering his words.

"I mean, yeah. That's true but I'm serious, I'm really lucky to have you baby." You pick Chan up starting to burp him, "That's sweet that you say that baby..." Taehyung flashes you a brilliant box smile, his blue eyes gleaming with happiness as you hold your son to your shoulder.

"Very sweet of you to say in fact, what's wrong with you?" You ask, making Taehyung go stone faced.

"Why must something be wrong with me when I say romantic stuff? I'm not that much of a dick." You hum in amusement before sitting up.

"I got it! Don't move! Your belly is too big. And also, I just love you so much." Taehyung stands up brushing off his cargo pants before waltzing over and grabbing his now sleeping son. He bends down placing a chaste kiss on your lips then to your mate mark before leaving the room. You raise an eyebrow at his lovey-dovey attitude today. It's not like it's unheard of for Kim Taehyung the big bad Alpha to be kind and sweet but this cloying, sugar coated love bug he has today is odd. You suck a breath in through your teeth before tilting your head.

"What're you up to Kim Taehyung?"

Taehyung hears your whisper as he places Chanhyeok down in his crib, he frowns, folding his arms as he looks over his handsome pups. When they were born they looked like you but over the last few months they've begun to look like him. Which you were happy with, seeing as how Taehyung was the most gorgeous being you've ever seen in your life.

“Aish, how am I supposed to ask mommy when she can’t even move?” Taehyung whispers to his children. Taehyung could smell that these next pups were coming soon but he wanted to do something special before that. He makes sure both of his pups are sleeping soundly before stepping out of the room and walking back to the bedroom. His toes digging into the fuzzy carpet as he peeks his head in. You were checking out your black veins, pushing and pulling at your skin as if you were in a trance. Taehyung clears his throat as he steps back inside. Your eyes meeting one another as you hold out your arms to him. Tae chuckles before flopping down on the bed and laying his chin over your large belly.

“What’s up?” He asks as he feels the babies moving inside of you.

“I want to go outside!” You whine, you haven’t been outside in what feels like forever. Taehyung sits up, brushing stray hairs off of your forehead as he kisses your cheek.

“I know, baby. But the pups will be here in a few days and your belly is too heavy.” You can’t help but frown as Taehyung’s fingertips caress your black veins.

“They’re coming soon.” Taehyung kisses you gently before caressing your cheek.

“I’ll be back soon, I have to have a meeting with the guys. Okay?” You hum in agreement, your voice slightly whiny as you sigh.

“Good girl.”

Taehyung steps into Namjoon’s house before throwing himself on to the floor. Jimin raises his eyebrows at the sight as the rest of Taehyung’s pack gathers around him quietly.

“What’s wrong?” Namjoon asks before sipping his water sitting next to Tae.

“I’m going to propose to Y/N.” He says sadly before flipping over onto his stomach pressing his face into the carpet.

“That’s a great thing. Why are you so upset?” Jeongguk asks, leaning back into the couch with his feet over Seokjin’s lap.

“Because I don’t know how to ask her and she can’t get out of bed because of the pups.” His voice is sullen and the others nods understandingly,

“Yeah, that’s difficult.” Jin replies.

“Just do what you always do, fuck her and then ask her.” Yoongi says with a breathless laugh. Taehyung lifts his head before narrowing his eyes at his older pack member.

“Ha. Ha. So funny, I can barely contain my laughter.” Jimin snorts at Taehyung’s comment before laying down next to him.

“I can’t fuck her. She’s too big.” Taehyung mumbles sadly before putting his arm over his eyes.

“I’m gonna tell noona you said that.” Jeongguk teases, Taehyung growls at the back of his throat gently making Jeongguk whimper.

“Why don’t you just wait until the pups are born?” Hoseok asks, jumping into the yellow armchair that graces the living room floor. Taehyung puts his face back into the carpet before groaning.

“Because you never have time alone when you have pups around.” He says before sitting up and putting his head back, his grey locks falling over his forehead as he looks at the ceiling.

“Maybe...Take her for a walk to the edge of the forest or something.” Jin suggests shrugging.

“She can’t move.” Taehyung murmurs before standing back up.

“Thanks for nothing, fellas.” Jimin sighs before looking at Namjoon.

“When we were in college, Y/N loved to watch romantic movies. She always said it was her favorite thing to have movie night, eat chocolate covered popcorn and relax.” Namjoon suggests as Taehyung walks to the door. He pauses for a second before grimacing.

“Chocolate covered popcorn?” He turns his head to Namjoon furrowing his eyebrows. Namjoon laughs loudly before shrugging.

“She likes it.” Taehyung smirks before sighing.

“Thanks, guys. Jeongguk go to the house for me, watch the babies while I go out."

Taehyung would do anything to make you happy, you were his mate after all. That included standing in line at the store for an hour, just to get into a heated conversation with the Geek Squad over the best television to buy to watch movies. Then to find chocolate covered popcorn was another mission in and of itself. Everyone had caramel but not chocolate. Taehyung groans standing in the snack aisle, a piece of jerky hanging from his lips as he crouches down to find your popcorn. There was kettle, sea salt, the ever popular caramel and then there it was. The last box. He gasps, hand outstretched to grab it before a hand snatches up the box. His blue eyes flicker to his right before furrowing his eyebrows.

"I was grabbing that." He tells the man as he stands up. The man shrugs, his leather jacket tightening as he throws the box into the basket.

"Sorry." Taehyung growls gently folding his arms, "I have a wife with three kids on the way. Can't you just give it to me?" The man laughs before raising an eyebrow. His black eyes staring up at Taehyung before putting the basket behind him.

"I don't care what you have." Taehyung scoffs as the man walks away snickering. “Oh it's funny, is it?"

The parking lot was quiet, Taehyung throws the bags of food into the back of the car before growling. What a fucking prick! He could feel his chest constricting, his teeth get sharper as he leans on the hood of the car. Out of the corner of his eyes he sees the man exiting the store. Taehyung's chest reverberates with a growl before slamming the car door shut and stalking over to the man. If he hits someone, turns or makes himself known and the media finds out the FWWA will have him put down. He can't have that. With the shake of his silver hair, he pulls out his wallet.

"Hey!" He flags down the man before stopping in front of his car.

"Dude, it's fucking popcorn. Okay?" But, it wasn't just popcorn. It's something you like and Taehyung NEEDS to have it. He wants to give you everything you enjoy.

"I'll give you-" Taehyung searched through his wallet before pulling out cash. "-two hundred. Please, my wife likes it." The man scoffs before opening the plastic bag and holding up the large box.

"You'll give me two hundred dollars for fucking popcorn?" Taehyung nods quickly, his hood falling off of his head as he pulls out the cash.

"Two hundred." The man tosses the box to Taehyung, his arm catching it quickly out of the air before handing him the money.

"Thank you!" Taehyung clutches the box to his chest before smiling and walking back to his car.

"No bitch has a pussy that good to make someone pay hundreds of dollars for fucking food." Taehyung hears the man mutter under his breath, his thigh muscles flex as he cracks his neck before grabbing his car keys.

"I mean who the fuck even is she? Princess Diana. Must have some pussy." Taehyung puts the box of popcorn on the hood of his car before turning back to the man not even five spaces away.

"Probably ugly bitch, too." Taehyung's body turns at an almost supersonic speed. His bones cracking loudly as his fingernails begin to sharpen themselves.

"What the fuck did you say?" Taehyung calls to the man, his keys pocketed as he steps towards him.

The man looks up before raising an eyebrow, "I didn't say anything." Taehyung chuckles before clearing his throat.

"You said something about my woman. I heard you. Say it again." The man grabs his keys quickly as Taehyung approaches him. Taehyung could smell the sweat he was beginning to produce out of nervousness. With the crack of his neck, he towers over the man. Hardened blue eyes of his wolf coming out to play as he gives a snarl.

"What'd you say?"

"Nothing! I swear!" The man's back is flush against his car door as Taehyung invades his personal space.

"Call my woman ugly one more time. See where it gets you." He could hear the man's heart beat quickening, could hear him gulping out of fright as Taehyung grips at his shirt.

"I'm sorry! Fuck! I'm sorry, dude!" Taehyung hums before holding out his hand.

"Give me my money back." With a shaky hand, the man grabs the cash from his pocket before shutting his eyes.

"Think next time before you say some stupid shit." The man nods fervently, his body sags as Taehyung takes a step back before bearing his sharp teeth to the man. "Prick."

Taehyung grabs the 50 inch flat screen t.v. before walking up the staircase.

"Tae?" You call loudly making his nose wrinkle.

"I'm back!" He opens his mouth happily as Jeongguk peaks his head out of the nursery with Baekhyeon in his arms.

"Someone woke up from his nap. Huh?" Taehyung kisses Baek's forehead before walking into the bedroom with the gigantic box. You raise an eyebrow propping yourself up against the headboard.

"Why'd you buy a t.v.?" You question your mate as he smiles victoriously.

"To watch movies with my mate. We're going to have a movie night. Since you can't go anywhere." His earnestness makes you giggle as he shakes out his hair.

"That's very sweet of you." He smiles widely at the praise before hearing one of the twins crying.

"You can bring him here, Guk." Jeongguk enters the bedroom, his eyes on the t.v. box before handing Baekhyeon to Taehyung. "Nice t.v. you need help setting it up?"

"No. I got it."

He did not have it. "I mean what the fuck is even the point of mounting it on the wall." You stare at Taehyung incredulously as he makes another holes in the wall. The wall on the opposite end of the bed was littered with holes, screws and nails. Taehyung was a gorgeous man, absolutely breathtaking and he could do just about anything. Except, DIY. You can't help but remember when he made the cribs for the twins. You know better than to voice your opinion, he was already pissy due to the fact that he's been trying to hang this t.v. up for two hours. You let out a gentle sigh through your nose and Taehyung turns his head to you.

"None of that! No sighing! No muttering!" You smirk at his works before folding your arms over your belly.

"Mhm." He scoffs as he screws another hole into the wall.

"I'm fucking capable, babe. I'll get it."

"Mhm." Taehyung growls gently before throwing the screwdriver on the dresser and carding his hands through his hair.

"Just put the t.v. on the dresser." You tell him before looking at the hole littered wall.

"That's ugly. I want it on the wall." You snort at his stubbornness making him narrow his eyes at you, finger outstretched and pointing at you.

"No snorting either." You slide your legs off the bed, hand grabbing at the bedpost as you stand.

"Yah!" Taehyung chides as you wobble on your swollen ankles. You walk towards him, his hands falling to his sides as you put your hand on your belly.

"You have to lay down." He mumbles as you hug him. His body instantly relaxes before putting his chin on the top of your head.

"I love you." He takes a deep inhale, relishing in your scent before burying his face in your hair.

"I love you, too. Now, lay down." You shake your head before leaning over and grabbing the instructions.

"You have to screw the mounting plate into the wall first before you can hang it up." You tell him as you skim the pamphlet of paper. Taehyung peeks over before scoffing.

"I knew that!" You giggle before hugging him tighter. His large hands rub comforting circles on your belly before pointing at the bed.

"Don't make me say it again. Lay down. Your ankles are swollen." You hum to him as he helps you back around the bed. He grabs the paper from you before narrowing his eyes at the sheet.

"I knew that." You roll your eyes with a laugh as he grabs the metal frame.

Finally, you were both laying in bed. The twins comfortably sleep at the end of the bed as Taehyung flicks through movies.

"Oh! Here!" He says happily before digging through the plastic bag from the grocery store and handing you a box.

"Chocolate popcorn?! I love this!" You say happily making him smile. Taehyung stares as you open the big box, his head tilting as he relishes in your smile. This is what he loves, to see you happy and safe. He would give anything to make you smile for him.

"Thank you! How'd you know?" You ask before grabbing a piece and popping it into your mouth. The chocolatey sweetness, the salty undertone has you shaking happily as Taehyung chuckles.

"Namjoon told me." You hum before puckering your lips to him. Taehyung leans in, thumb caressing the apple of your cheek as he kisses you gently.

"Anything to make you smile, baby girl."

Taehyung had picked a romantic movie for the both of you. You were enraptured by it, needing more tissues than ever before as you sniffle. Taehyung's blue eyes glimmer with amusement as he holds Chanhyeok to his bare chest.

"I knew he would come back for her." You whisper as you wipe at your face. Taehyung hadn't been paying attention to the movie however, he was focused solely on you. You were like a movie in and of yourself. He could watch you for days on end without a care in the world. As the baby goes back to sleep, Taehyung feels at his sweatpants pocket before laying Chanhyeok back down on the end of the bed. The velvet box was so light but felt like a heavy weight inside of his pants. His teeth gnaw at his bottom lip as the credits begin to roll. You look over at your mate to find his eyes on you.

"What'd you think of the movie?" You ask, putting the box of popcorn to the side.

"Beautiful." He mumbles before muting the t.v. Taehyung's palms begin to sweat as he clears his throat. He stands up, bones cracking as he walks around the bed to your side.

"Bathroom?" You ask before looking at the sleeping twins.

"Y/N." Taehyung's voice draws your attention. The emphasis of your name makes you sit up as Taehyung sits on your side of the bed. He wipes his sweaty palms on his pants before putting his hand on your thigh.

"What's wrong?" Taehyung smiles as you tilt your head concerned.

"Nothing. Nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect." Taehyung was happy you weren't a werewolf at this moment, he was happy you couldn't hear how fast his heart was beating. He was happy you couldn't smell his nervousness. He swallows before rubbing your thigh with his thumb.

"You're perfect. Everything about you is so perfectly made for me. And, I love you so much. I'm so lucky you are a great mother for our pups." You sit up straight as Taehyung growls gently, his chest wracking as his eyes begin to get glossy. His throat feels as if someone shoved a hot branding iron down it as he clears his throat.

His hand fishes in his pocket before looking at you.

"I know I'm difficult to deal with sometimes. I know my wolf isn't the nicest all the time, but I love you more than anything. I've been thinking for a while how to make this romantic. But, with you everything is romantic and perfect." You wipe a stray tear as it rolls down his cheek. You were confused to say the least. Taehyung never cries, ever and it makes your chest clench and your eyes burn to see the perfect man doing so.

"I-I want you to know how much I love you and how grateful I am to you. You give me an unimaginable resource of happiness." Your eyes become blurry as they well with tears. Your eyelashes become soaked with them as you blink to see your mate clearly.

"Will you marry me?" Taehyung pulls the velvet box out of his pocket, your gasp echoes throughout the room as he opens the box. Taehyung sniffs as you lean forward, the engagement ring sits pretty in the box. A large teardrop diamond sits on a perfectly pretty white gold band. Your heart lurches into your throat as you cover your mouth.

"Yes! Yes!" Taehyung chuckles before kissing you deeply, both of your wet cheeks resting against one another as he sighs happily. He slips the ring on your finger before hugging you, his hand rubbing at your head.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do something extraordinary but you can't walk anywhere." You laugh at his statement as you bury your face into his neck.

"I didn't need a ring, you know I'm yours forever." He hums in agreement before rubbing your belly.

"I want it known in both of our worlds." His lips find yours again, the kiss is soft and loving as he intertwines your fingers together. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

You were laying on Taehyung's chest, your eyes constantly distracted by the glimmer of your engagement ring as you watch the movie.

"This is cute." Taehyung murmurs above you before kissing your hairline. You nod in agreement as a pup kicks within you on your left side. It was a dull ache that slowly began to get more painful as you feel another kick to your right.

"Ow!" You whine as you sit up, Taehyung is sitting up in an instant. Both of his hands on your stomach as you furrow your eyebrows. There it was again, a pain that made your fists clench and your head loll back.

"Talk to me, baby." He says quickly before picking up both of the pups and walking into the nursery to put them in their cribs. You couldn't find words to say as you watch your veins blacken up to your neck. Taehyung enters the room before crouching down next to you. His hand grabs yours before looking into your eyes as you breathe heavily.

"What do you feel?" There was a moment of silence before you feel your legs become drenched.

"I feel fucking wet." You say spreading your legs to show him.

"Fuck. Okay." He says before standing up and picking you up. The dull pain begins to beat within you as you grasp at his neck. Your whimper resounds in his ears as he walks towards the birthing room.

"You're okay, baby. You're doing great." He shoves open the door before laying you on the medical table and kissing your forehead. At least this time he was here at the start of your birthing.

"I'll be right back." He says before rushing out of the room and towards the window. Taehyung is quick to shove the window open before howling loudly in the direction of Namjoon's home. He waits a second before hearing responses as he runs his hands through his hair.

Taehyung sits with you, your hand clenching his as he kisses the back of your hand.

"At least the pups waited until I proposed." He whispers making you laugh as he wipes your sweat from your hairline. The medical door opens to the rest of his pack who smiles at your labor pained face.

"Let's get this room ready." Taehyung tells them before standing.

#sab series #silver and blue series #werewolf!taehyung #werewolf!au #bts werewolf au #bts series #bts smut #bts story #bts imagine #taehyung x you #taehyung x reader #taehyung x y/n #yoongi #hoseok #namjoon #jeongguk #jimin #seokjin

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theyearoftheking · 4 years

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Book Twenty-Three: It

"Maybe that’s why God made us kids first and built us close to the ground, because He knows you got to fall down a lot and bleed a lot before you learn that one simple lesson. You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.”

I’m just going to come right out and say it.

Orgy.

Pre-teen child orgy.

Weird-ass, icky, questionable judgement that I’m going to chalk up to years of drug and alcohol abuse... orgy.

Of all the strange and bizarre things Steve has written over the years, the child orgy scene in It might be the strangest one. I’ve read articles back and forth, and I know there was controversy surrounding whether or not to include it in the movie (glad cooler heads prevailed there!), but ick!!! Maybe it’s because my daughter is Beverly’s age, but ick!!!

I don’t think it belonged in the book. There were hundreds of other way the kids could have cemented their friendship, and shown adult status without sex. I mean, they already had a blood oath: what more do you need??

I know. This is such a small scene in the book, but it troubles me as a woman, a feminist, and most importantly, a mother. And as a writer, I’m also troubled that parts of it are written like a bad porn: “Something that will bring us together forever. Something that will show...that I love you all... Who’s first?”

Gag. I just threw up in my mouth a little.

I loved reading It. The past and present chapters of the book flowed so fluidly, the character development was excellent, and Pennywise is terrifying. But this one part just keeps me from ever wanting to read it again. And then it had me questioning my own enjoyment of the book. Should I come down hard on this one for Steve’s tone-deaf attitude towards children having sex? Should I just ignore it and move along? Is it callus for me to enjoy the book, and still be bothered by the child orgy scene?

I think I finally settled on the last option.

Okay. We tackled the elephant in the room, now let’s move along to my half-assed review of the rest of the book.

I thought I had read It in the past, but when the book was delivered, I was shocked to see how thick it was. I was expecting a much shorter read. That was clue number one I had never read it. Clue number two was not really remembering the past and present story lines. So I’m going to assume I’m at that fragile, old age where I no longer remember every book I’ve ever read.

I have seen both of the recent movies, and thought they stayed fairly true to the book, and I liked their casting. I even imagined several movie characters as I was reading along. It was a solid book, and I flew through it in a little over a week. Not bad for normal reading standards, but a little long for Coronavirus reading standards.

Cue the Cardi... Coronavirus!

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Sorry. I really love this video, and find myself yelling, “Coronavirus! Shit is real!” far too often.

So, for those of you who have been living under a rock your entire lives, It is the story of Pennywise, a murderous clown who preys on innocent children in Derry, Maine every twenty-seven years or so. Yes, he’s a clown, but he can also take the form of a spider, a werewolf, or whatever you’re most terrified of. “Glamour, he said, was the Gaelic name for the creature which was haunting Derry; other races and other cultures at other times had different words for it, but they all meant the same thing... The Himalayans called it a tallus or taelus, which meant an evil magic being that could read your mind, and then assume the shape of the thing you were most afraid of.”

So, It kills little Georgie Denbrough, and his older brother Bill lives with the guilt of Georgie’s death. Bill had been at home with the flu, but had made Georgie a paper boat he could play with outside, and race through the flooding streets. Bill feels if he had been there, Georgie might still be alive, and his parents might be far less vacant and depressed. That’s some serious guilt.

Bill and his gang of friends: Stan Uris, Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Beverly Marsh, Mike Hanlon, and Ben Hanscom all band together and form The Losers Club after admitting they’ve seen It in some form or another. In addition to taking out a few psychotic child bullies in a rock fight, they also mortally wound It. They have a group orgy, and a blood oath to celebrate their victory.

The kids grow up, and all go their seperate ways until twenty-seven years later when Mike calls them all to let them know It is killing again. Stanley Uris kills himself in the bathtub, but the rest of the Losers Club all travel back to Derry to see what’s up. Richie is a California-based DJ, Eddie runs a car service and married a woman just like his crazy mother, Beverly is a famous clothing designer, Ben is a world-famous architect, Bill is an acclaimed writer, and Mike is the librarian at the Derry Public Library.

All of them have vague memories of their time in Derry, and barely remember one another. But once they get back in town, the memories and bad habits start flooding back. Eddie is back to sucking on his aspirator every few minutes (despite his asthma being psychosomatic), Richie can no longer wear contacts and is back to his dorky glasses, and Bill is back to stuttering, something he hasn’t done since childhood. Good times.

While the Loser’s Club is assembling and eating Chinese food together, Pennywise takes it upon himself to release psycho childhood bully Henry Bowers from Juniper Hill, the mental institution he’s been in for years. Sidenote... one of the meanest counselors at Juniper Hill is Koontz. Coincidence? I’m going with no...

Mike informs everyone It is back in action again, killing people, and they all made a promise to come back to Derry if It ever went on another murderous rampage. So, they head back into the sewers again to take It out once and for all. They succeed, Eddie dies, Beverly’s abusive asshole husband dies, Audra, Bill’s wife, is catatonic from the shock of the whole thing, and the entire town of Derry literally and metaphorically collapses in on itself. But on the bright side, It is dead, and there wasn’t another orgy. Huzzah!

The book is chock full of Steve tropes (chambray work shirts! multiple mentions of Shawshank prison! Happy Crappy everywhere!); and also a few mentions of past and future books. Loser’s Club member Ben Hanscom is a chunky kid, and he’s made fun of for his weight. At one point, he recants a traumatic locker room scene where kids are “fat-paddling” him. Yes, it’s as cringy as it sounds. The gym teacher finally breaks it up, and Ben describes, “...what he did was grab one of my tits in each hand and squeeze. Then he took his hands away and rubbed them on his pants like he’d touched something dirty.” This was basically the male version of Carrie: locker room torture and dirty pillows. I laughed way too hard at that. But unlike Carrie White, Ben grows up to be handsome, famous, and he gets the girl without starting anyone on fire.

Later on in the novel, Beverly is dealing with her abusive, crazy husband, Tom Rogan. After she beats the crap out of him and flees for Derry, he tries to track her down. First, he stops by her best friend’s house, and almost beats her to death before she tells him Beverly left for Derry. Tom Rogan is so evil and terrifying, I couldn’t help but wonder if his character planted a seed in Steve’s mind for Rose Madder. I saw a lot of similarities.

There were also a few Dark Tower references. The Turtle is mentioned throughout the book, and The Turtle is also known as Maturin, one of the Guardians of the Beam in the Dark Tower universe. #allthingsservethebeam

Later on, Bill is on his way to take on It and, “He thought dimly of riding in a train and passing one going in the other direction, a train that was so long it seemed eventually to stand still or even move backward. He could still hear It, yammering and buzzing, Its voice high and angry, not human, full of mad hate...”

Could it be Blaine? Blaine is a pain!

There was also one Wisconsin reference, Beverly takes a flight out of Milwaukee. After several books with no Wisconsin references, it was nice seeing Steve give us the love we deserve.

Orgy aside, I really loved It (things you never think you’ll say out loud, or type for that matter). If nothing else, you have to give Steve credit for making creepy clowns a thing. At one point in the book, Steve writes, “The fears of children could often be summoned up in a single face... and if bait were needed, why, what child did not love a clown?”

Um, no children today, thanks to your sick ass!

Next up is Eyes of the Dragon, which I have never read before, and is slow going. But at least it’s short.

Total Wisconsin Mentions: 16

Total Dark Tower References: 16

Book Grade: A+

Rebecca’s Definitive Ranking of Stephen King Books

The Talisman: A+

Different Seasons: A+

It: A+

The Shining: A-

The Stand: A-

Skeleton Crew: B+

The Dead Zone: B+

‘Salem’s Lot: B+

Carrie: B+

Creepshow: B+

Cycle of the Werewolf: B-

Danse Macabre: B-

The Running Man: C+

Thinner: C+

The Long Walk: C+

The Gunslinger: C+

Pet Sematary: C+

Firestarter: C+

Rage: C

Cujo: C-

Nightshift: C-

Roadwork: D

Christine: D

Stay healthy and keep social distancing, my friends!

Until next time, Long Days and Pleasant Nights,

Rebecca

#it #clowns #pennywise #stephen king #dean koontz #constant readers #cardi b #the eyes of the dragon #dark tower #maturin #the beam

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kinggregree · 5 years

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I awoke in the nest, She whispered “the time is upon us”, hi y'all, I'm the fallen star God, Wizard of Oz called Abaddon Adonis, from Avalon I've come with my family of wild ones, Pan is me, I'm the child Sun King, dunking the crescent roll into the Milky Way, the bill can be paid with awesome vibes, the price of grape vines is way less than dirt cheap in the blessed vineyard of *******, She's dressed in deep red and on the Gree's Sess EP I told you what She said, I'm Her son, birthed from Fun, come suck my solar kiss, Yes, I'm the risen trickster, the gold and purple star, existence is motionless, one moment of circular brilliance, how dope is this? the illness is off the charts, my goat hooves free you as they part the Blood Sea, now be all you can be and then some, I’ve come again, I'm the one, I'm him, the Sun King, you know me as the kid, my words turn the ferris wheel of Fortuna, it's Fun, while My Love Eternal blows kisses to me through the center of miracle mirror full of Ascension, I just knew She knew me, We both remembered and then She assumed the position, She blew my beam till my erection projected goo cream and busted a lustery jizzum vision, pearl inlaid scarab, I just have to stare at Her body as She nods and becomes me, closer I go far as I walk on down the hall, She said “come see that they know their Lord”, I was astounded when I was surrounded by seven very glowing stars around my horns forming the legendary crown of all with my name marked on it and at the Ball I tapped the bell, hell yes, it was the best when She slurped me, giving head, twas so good, in fact to that Worst Witch I wed, She's the Baddest Bitch and my hallowed peen is Her dreamboat to to zany land of happy, hey anything can happen on Halloween and She loves candy, We gobble the vittles, She’s Mildred Hubble and I'm Major Riddle, the ill kid, I see your bloods still red, let's see what We can do to bring out the blue, I know it's present in your cells because I left it there for you myself as a gift, so roll a spliff of hydro, get high and uplift She's buying a stepladder to the highway of the Satyr and the laugher is endless and when this is second winded and caught up in the Funhouse, run out into the morning dew, my Honey's true, She adores me and fours things become one phrase, let's do it now, I'm the crazed Yule kid owl, Gregree, I nailed Her for more than thee hours after She freed me, the jail bird, now I hail words down like rocks and stones, my cock is crowing at the total eclipse as I zip-ah-dee-doo-dah, She undoes the zipper of my jeans with Her teeth and when the Beast is released, I stick my dick in Her hoo-hah, I am the true God, not the false one, the Fall comes around again, so get a grip like a fulcrum or that album by Aerosmith, where oh where is, my little submarine, underwater love, She's my dream Girl from the bubbling unseen world of colors unimaginable, as stab in my golden phallus all the way in Her twat and up to my balls till I can't go no more, Who sold the store to the company? the loving dream is a werewolf nightmare, that's quite weird but all things balance, I'm the King and my palace is in the Fun dimension, come to the convention of Superheroes, You can hear them next door, did you know you've all been here before? recall and get exalted, I am the hawk head sacred flame, same as before, Horned King, fern ring on my dome look so dope and ill while the villain get hella nervous and scared cause their well aware that the rap words I speak are severely precise in Truth accuracy and never embellished while Set is extra weak and jealous to death, For I’m Horus the blessed and my storehouse is permanently stocked with fresh to the hilt, I got the ill, as I hop through the rapid still motions of the Wheel of the time cone portal cyclone at the bottom of the coral ocean, I am God of the Pine Tree and by me Her box got ate like cauliflower, no, you can’t defeat my Kali power, it's too holy and hallowed, your only hope is that you can allow your own soul to devour my flow of dopeness while Gnosis is fed, roses are red, did you know it's been said that sometimes the indigo blood run green? 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my-insanity-is-irrelevant · 6 years

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Bitch you thought And the odd one's too 😘

1. Are looks important in a relationship?

its important for me to be physically attracted to someone im with, but i by no means have a type or am shallow or picky, in the long run its the personality that means the most

2. Are relationships ever worth it?

absolutely!! I don’t regret a single one of my relationships, they have all given me tools to better the next

3. Are you a virgin?

4. Are you in a relationship?

im dating someone but its still new

5. Are you in love?

possibly

6. Are you single this year?

7. Can you commit to one person?

Can i? yes. Will i? no.

8. Describe your crush

well, the guy im kinda dating is so so so sweet and soft. He’s got long brown hair, brown eyes, and a lot of body hair and he reminds me of a chocolate lab its so cute,

9. Describe your perfect mate

@/camdamage

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?

no i think love is something we work for

11. Do you ever want to get married?

no, but i wants a wedding

12. Do you forgive betrayal?

depends on if the person deserves it

13. Do you get jealous easily?

absolutely, but i work hard to control it and deal with it in a healthy manner

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?

several people

15. Do you have any piercings?

tongue, nose, and nipples

16. Do you have any tattoos?

four, one on each leg, one on my side, and one on my chest

17. Do you like kissing in public?

yes, but i try to be mindful

20. Do you shower every day?

no, try every two days or so

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

Yes, considering he cried and when i asked him what was wrong he said “you just make me really happy”

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

i hope so

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

yes, ive never cheated before and ive been in relationships that lasted years

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?

yes and i am

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

yes, then they cheated on me :)

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?

yes

28. Have you ever been cheated on?

yes

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?

i want smaller tits

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?

all the time lmao

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?

yes, but its more like im in love with a friend who is amazing and who loves me back, just not in a romantic way, and im okay with that bc theyre an amazing friend

33. Have you ever had sex with a man?

yes

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman?

yes

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

most of my partners are older than me

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?

yep

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?

nope

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

not really, but i fall in love with like everyone

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

not really

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?

yes

41. Have you had sex so far this year?

yes

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?

ive recently learned that its surprisingly long, but i think its just cause i usually wait for them to make the first move

43. How long was your longest relationship?

3 years

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?

since high school ive dated 5 boys and 2 girls

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013?

none

46. How many times did you have sex last year?

20 ish times

47. How old are you?

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

im polya so id be excited

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?

he does this thing where he kisses the palm of my hand? and its so oddly intimate and cute

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

hell no

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?

yes, my neice

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why?

lots of people bc they gave up on me

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?

not that i know of

54. Is there someone you will never forget?

55. Share a relationship story.

my 3 year relationship? He had a small dick and didnt know how to use it,

56. State 8 facts about your body

1) im covered in freckles 2) the sofest patch of skin i have is just above my belly 3) im tickleish 4) i have a ton a stretchmarks 5) i have a ton of scars 6) i dont shave 7) my thighs are bigger than my waist 8) i love it

57. Things you want to say to an ex

i was too good for you anyway

58. What are five ways to win your heart?

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)

in the next post!

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?

im talking to a dude rn who is 8 years older than me

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?

how loud they are

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?

choke or hit me

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?

doing anything sexual

64. What is your definition of cheating?

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine?

66. What is your favourite roleplay?

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?

eat pizza in a park and have car sex

68. What is your sexual orientation?

pansexual

69. What turns you off?

people ignoring my advice on how to please me

70. What turns you on?

forearms

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?

i got fucked by a werewolf who called me “little girl”

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?

i love degradation mixed with compliments like “you’re a fucking slut/youre doing so good”

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?

pack me a bowl while you hold me and we watch cartoons

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

i love long hair on guys

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?

bought me a brownies from dominos when i was craving something sweet

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?

i drove three hours to see someone, brought them homemade tamales, gave them an early valentines present, and then sucked the soul out of their dick

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?

as long as everyone is a consenting adult, i think theyre hot.

78. What’s your dirtiest secret?

i dont keep secrets lol

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why?

last night, my guy sent me pictures of his dogs and im jealous that he can pet them and i cant

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

i told my sister yesterday

81. Who are five people you find attractive?

@mossassbitch

@camdamage

@daddys-chaton-noir

@tigresjumeaux

@lisathecreep

82. Who is the last person you hugged?

my kind of boyfriend Justin

83. Who was your first kiss with?

a boy i went to elementary school with

84. Why did your last relationship fail?

He just didnt like me and thought i wasnt worth his time

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?

i have before, i would prefer not to bc its hard, but you cant help who you fall in love with

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What’s That Coming Over the Hill? (New Year, New Au) (Trixya) – Ellen Thwoorp

Summary – There are things in this world that don’t make sense. Creatures that shouldn’t exist in the real world. Entities that suck the life from the living. Those who want to bring the world to darkness. There are only two people in this world who can stop them.

A Russian ex-cop with a taste for danger and an unhealthy obsession with her car and a bubbly ex-hairstylist with a passion for mythical lore, who somehow got roped into both monster hunting and a relationship with said Russian.

Follow them on their investigation into a string of murders and an abduction in a small town.

A/N: This is a supernatural-esque AU. Now this sounds like it’s going be morbid/serious as hell but it’s actually fun and kind of cracky. Also not really scary, unless you’re afraid of stupid jokes and flirting. I somehow wrote 12K for this story, so much for my short AUs… Also Dina’s Fun Aunt Holiday Bonus will be submitted later in the week as I’ve decided it’s better for me to have separate deadlines for my series and for DFA. Enjoy!

“I got a good feeling Trixie, this is gonna be the one.” Katya said excitedly, hands drumming on the steering wheel of her shiny vintage Impala. “Katya, people are dead.” Trixie chastised looking back down at the map on her phone. The car became quiet as Katya looked guiltily out at the road ahead.

“…And it’s never going to be aliens, especially not this. This clearly looks like a werewolf.” Trixie added, unable to resist this particular debate again, mostly because it warmed her heart to see Katya get excited over little green men. “I’m telling you.” Katya insisted, smile firmly back in place as she slid her sunglasses on. “Bet you its aliens.” She said playfully as the cars in front of them halted for a light. “Oh yeah, what we betting with?” Trixie snorted, looking up from the map to regard her mad partner. Almost four years they’d been hunting paranormal entities and cryptids, getting into dangerous scrapes and saving lives. God, Trixie could write poetry about it if she could find something to rhyme with ‘she saved me from a monstrous spectral rhinoceros.’ But alas, their story didn’t seem to lend itself to poetry. “If its aliens you give me a handie.” Katya said, dropping her sunglasses to give Trixie an exaggerated suggestive wink. Maybe no poetry was a good thing if that was what she had to work with. “Oh my god, I hate you.” Trixie laughed despite her words. “Pay attention to the road you dork.” She added as the traffic in front of them began to move again. “No you don’t you lurrrrrvvve me.” Katya sang. “You don’t let an ancient spectral priest, with one leg and an unhealthy obsession with Tina Turner, marry you to someone you hate.” She added casually, fiddling with the radio. “First time for everything.” Trixie quipped back as music began to blast out from the speakers. She smiled as she began to look for a motel on her phone. She should never have let Katya make that hunting playlist. She’d filled it with every monster themed song she could think of. The Russian sang along to Monster Mash under her breath as they turned off the highway onto a long quiet stretch of road. ………. After checking into their rather small yet decently equipped motel, the pair made their way to a carnival which had conveniently come into town just a month before the disappearances and murders began. There had been disappearances in the area for the past year, nobody particularly well known or liked. Several homeless people, old shut-ins with no family and teenage runaways. The sort who people wouldn’t even notice disappear. That was until the last disappearance, Helena Jones, daughter of local Politian. Police and volunteers searched long and hard for days.

That was when they found the bunker.

Inside they found twelve bodies along with Helena’s jumper. Each body had its stomach ripped and torn apart, organs missing. They still hadn’t found the girl and chances were growing slim. But the police hadn’t made a connection that Trixie had. They’d reported that each month someone had gone missing but what they hadn’t noticed was that they all went missing within the two days before a full moon, all with the exception of Helena.

Katya and Trixie pulled up to the carnival, and got out of the car.

“Oh god, clowns, Trixie there are clowns here.” Katya whispered anxiously as a clown passed them on a unicycle, his cigarette smoke blowing in their faces as he passed. Classy. “Uh, duh it’s a carnival.” Trixie replied, giving Katya a look as they stepped up to the ticket stand. “Yeah but I didn’t know they still had clowns, nobody likes clowns.” Katya insisted as they bought tickets from a very bored looking teenager with a brow piercing and a bad attitude. Trixie took the tickets with a polite smile and took Katya’s hand. “Sure they do.” Trixie shrugged, surveying the carnival. It wasn’t very busy today it seemed. There were a few children with candyfloss stuck all over their faces. A group of teenagers played the shooting game in a hopes to impress the pretty young woman running the game. They stepped over to a notice board covered in posters. “Trixie. They are beings of the purest evil and they want to eat your face and wear your skin.” Katya continued warningly, pointing to a poster for a ‘Bernie the Amazing Wolf Man’. “They all float down here, Georgie.” Trixie quoted, her voice deep as she took a picture of the poster on her phone. “Don’t even joke about that. That’s a fucking documentary.” The other woman snapped, looking suspiciously at the poster for ‘Clown Extravaganza. They’ll slaughter you with laughter’. She shuddered. She didn’t know exactly why she hated them so much but she did, ever since she was a child. “Katya. Remember what you said to me when we were on the bee case?” Trixie sighed, turning to the mad Russian with a fondly exasperated look on her face. “Calm your tits and take a bubble bath.” “That’s the one.” Trixie nodded, dropping down to press a quick kiss to Katya’s lips.

“Sorry. The wolf man is on in an hour, you want some candyfloss?” She said, looking down at her watch. She jerked her head to motion to the food vendor down the makeshift street. “If there’s one person who might be able to tell us something.” They both looked in the direction of the balding, reedy man serving doughnuts to some young women. His eyes followed them longingly as they walked away, chattering away to each other.

“Thirsty friends?”

“Thirsty friends.” Katya nodded, turning her back to the vendor as she took off her leather jacket and adjusted herself slightly in her bra. She ruffled her hair as Trixie admired her figure in her tight ripped jeans and black cut off tank. “How do I look?”

“Ghastly.” Trixie replied sarcastically, pulling off her cardigan and stuffing it in her handbag. “I can barely stand to look at you.”

“I love you too.” Katya laughed, before slipping into character as they began to make their way to the vendor.

“Hi handsome, could we get some of the fudge and two doughnuts please.” The Russian said brightly as they reached the vendor. She’d changed her voice to this simpery Valley girl she always seemed to slip into. It was either that or the two characters Katya called Trish and Maureen. Trixie wasn’t as good with the accents so she ellected to follow Katya’s Valley girl lead.

“Sure thing.” The man blinked, looking Katya up and down, eyes briefly pausing on her breasts before quickly flicking to her eyes. He smiled and nodded, moving towards the blocks of fudge.

“It is just so Goddamn hot.” Trixie sighed, fanning herself with her hand.

“Um, you ladies want a third?”

“Oh my god, how did you know? We’ve been looking for a third all over but nobody seems to think they can handle us both at the same time.” Katya gasped excitedly, looking at the man with a coy expression.

“Oh my god Tanya, he means of the fudge. You’re such a slut.” Trixie cried in mock horror, laughing softly and flipping her hair over her shoulder.

“You weren’t saying that last week when we were with Kevin, Stephen and Bobby.”

“I’m sorry about her. So what’s it like working here? Do you live in the area or travel with the circus?” Trixie apologised, pushing Katya out of the way a little so that she could lean on the counter.

“Um- hah. Its ok I guess, I travel with them but I won’t be here all that long, we’ve already stayed longer than usual. Down to the new attraction I guess.” The vendor replied, directing most of his speech to Trixie’s chest. The knife he was folding for the fudge was still raised as though he’d forgotten he had it.

“New attraction, is that the wolf guy?” Katya asked, leaning against the side of the stand.

“Bernie? Oh no he’s been with us years now. The clowns, I think they’re foreign or something they never really talk to us.” He shrugged, suddenly realising he wasn’t doing anything with his hands. He began to cut the fudge into pieces. “My dad says they’re nice but kinda odd.”

“Your dad?” Trixie questioned.

“Yeah, he owns the carnival.”

“Oh, so you’re kinda like the Prince of the carnival.” Katya said brightly, earning herself a kick from Trixie. That sounded too much like she was making fun of him. Trust Katya to say something like that.

“Will you take over the business? Is it a generational thing? That’s adorable.” Trixie cooed, smiling brightly.

“Ah, I suppose. One day that office will be mine.” He assured them, jerking his head towards a portable cabin. He took a deep breath before speaking again. “So you ladies here with your boyfriends or something?” His eyes stayed glued on the fudge he was wrapping as he asked the fumbled question.

“No. You should call us some time.” Katya grinned.

“Really?” He blinked, look up at them in surprise.

“Yeah.” Katya nodded, taking out a pen from her pocket and writing down a phone number on his hand. “My dad might pick up, we look after him. Tell him you’re looking for Tanya and Vicky.” She instructed, patting his hand as she took their treats. "Oh and don’t call until Thursday, we won’t be home.”

“What number did you just give him?” Trixie asked as soon as the vendor was out of earshot.

“Remember that old guy that used to live next door to us in Massachusetts, the one that talked to his plants and used to tape bible verses to our front door?”

“Yeah.” Trixie said slowly.

“His number.”

“You know only people who were alive in the Stone Age memorise phone numbers, right?” Trixie quipped, nudging Katya’s arm fondly as the Russian dipped into the paper bag in her hand.

“Shut up.” Katya cried, mouth full of sugary doughnut. Trixie rolled her eyes, reaching forward to brush sugar from Katya’s cheek.

“Is he still watching us?”

“No, there’s customers. A family. Now’s our chance.” Katya said quickly as they picked up their pace walking in the direction of the office.

……….

Two broken bobby pins, muttered swear words and sugary fingers later they slipped into the office, quickly shutting the door behind them. Trixie head straight for the desk. They didn’t know how long they’d have so it was best to work quickly and get out as soon as possible.

“This would be so much easier if this guy knew what a filing system was.” Trixie huffed as Katya came to join her. “If we can find some kind of records on the people who work here.” She mused as Katya went over to the filing cabinet and opened the top drawer.

“This man has a lot of porn in here.” She snorted, pulling out a magazine with a very busty nun on the cover. She opened it curiously before Trixie noticed what she was doing and gave her butt a smack.

“Not what we’re looking for you sex beast.” Trixie reminded her, keeping an eye on the small plastic window on the wall across from them.

“Jealousy is a sin.” Katya chuckled “If you want me to look at you naked, all you have to do is ask.” Katya smirked, putting the magazine away.

Trixie snorted as Katya closed the top drawer and opened the one beneath it. She began to rifle through poorly labelled files. They were searching almost fifteen minutes before she found a small book labelled ‘Legal’. She opened it curiously. “Hey Trix, I think I’ve got something.” She said, holding out to the book to show her partner. Written inside was a scribbled log of all the attractions, when they joined the carnival, where they were from, previous experience and their wage.

“Perfect.” Trixie grinned, taking the book from the other woman. “This says Bernie the Wolf Man used to work in finance in LA. And now he works here?”

“You know what else is weird.” Katya hummed, tapping her lip with her finger.

“What?”

“The clowns, they work for free and it doesn’t say where they came from.”

“Maybe they’re not legally supposed to be here?” Trixie suggested. Katya was right, that was unusual. But working for free doesn’t make you a murderer.

“I wonder.” Katya muses before checking her watch. “Bernie the dog man is in ten minutes, babe.”

“Wolf man, Kat. Wolf man.” Trixie snorted, taking a picture of the book pages on her phone. “We better go then.” Katya nodded, putting the book back exactly as she found it.

“That went well.” Katya said happily as they stepped out of the office, shutting the door behind them as they re-entered the carnival as nonchalantly as possible.

“You got the ring on?” Trixie checked, Katya nodded holding up her hand to show the somewhat gaudy pure silver ring. Werewolves had an aversion to silver. All they had to do was offer to shake the man’s hand or touch him and if he resisted in fear they knew. It had worked pretty well as a system so far. Time to see the show.

………………

“Well that was interesting.” Trixie mused as they made their way back to the Impala.

“What a joker, you can’t really think he’s a werewolf can you?” Katya asked incredulously. That Bernie fellow might play rough and tough on stage but the moment they’d encountered him off stage he was the most zen, vanilla tree hugger she’d ever met.

“Wouldn’t shake your hand.” Trixie pointed out as Katya pulled the car keys from her pocket.

“He said he was a germaphobe.”

“Uh-huh, sure.” Trixie said disbelievingly as she sat in the passenger seat. Katya hummed sitting in the driver’s seat, an odd look on her face. “What’s up?” Trixie asked, noting the tightness around her partner’s eyes and the twisting of her lips. “This all feels very wrong.” Katya confessed, twirling a lock of hair around her finger as she often did when she was nervous. Her eyes follow a pair of clowns as the walked past the car, their faced painted in permenant smiles as they walked in silence. “It’s not the clowns, Katya.” Trixie assured her, patting her knee comfortingly. This was quite new for her, sure Katya was uncharacteristically jumpy for a monster hunter but she was never ususally phobic of things. “How do you know?!” “How do you know its aliens?” Trixie countered, hoping this logic would calm her. “My third eye.” Katya grinned, patting the spot between her brows. “Shut up.” Trixie snorted as Katya turned the keys, bringing the engine to life. “Listen I bet you it’s not clowns.” “What do I get if I win?” “I’ll give you a handie.” Trixie laughed. “Now let’s go back to the town, maybe we can ask around the homeless, see if anyone has gone missing.”

…………

The next day the pair sat together with two slices of pie and coffees, trying to make a plan of action when they were interrupted by a man.

“Excuse me ladies, mind if I sit down?” A young man in a slightly cheap looking suit asked, looking down at them with a serious expression. His dark curly hair was jelled down heavily, looking almost like a protective helmet. Katya briefly wondered if he rode a motorbike like that and crashed, just how much damage his hair would do to the tarmac.

“Uh, you can but I don’t know why you’d want to.” Katya frowned, looking around at the almost empty café.

“Detective Kevin Kander.” Trixie shot Katya a warning look before motioning to the seat across from them. She quickly closed the book they’d been using for notes when she noticed him try to read her writing upside down.

“What can we do for you, Detective?” Trixie asked, forcing her face into a smile.

“Can I ask your business here?”

“We’re having lunch.” Katya shrugged, taking a forkful of pie and shoving it into her mouth. “Why?

“Well, we’ve had reports from some anonymous persons that you have been asking around a lot, talking to people down on their luck.” The young man informed them, looking between the pair suspiciously.

“We’re charitable.”

“I was told you were paying for information about the missing people who were killed.”

“So?” Katya asked, not appreciating the man’s tone.

“So why are you ladies here?”

“We’re reporters.” Trixie lied, they’d used this as a cover quite a few times in their time.

“For what paper?”

“You wouldn’t know it.” She continued with a shrug.

“Can I ask why we’re being questioned? We’re just trying to have lunch.” Katya interjected, leaning back in her seat and resting her arm on the back of Trixie’s chair.

“We’re keeping an eye on all suspicious activity until we find Helena and the killers are caught.” Detective Kander said, eyeing them suspiciously.

“Killers? You know there’s more than one?” Trixie asked, hoping they could coerce the detective into revealing more information about the case.

“I’m keeping an open mind.” He smiled humourlessly. “Where were you the night Helena Jones was kidnapped?”

“We were in West Virginia.” Trixie replied, deciding not to go into too much detail. He didn’t need to know about the encounter with the Mothman, who’d actually turned out to be quite a nice guy with a cat and a crush on a local gas station worker called Susan. Sadly Susan turned out to be a runaway con artist and seemed to revel in the idea of being the first person to con a cryptid.

“But you know what.” Katya offered, leaning across the table as though confiding in the detective. “We drove nine hours to kidnap a girl we never met from some politician nobodies heard of past the state border, then we came back a week later to pay a bunch of homeless people to tell us information we already knew about the murders and decided to stick around for the weather.” Katya said sarcastically. The detective scowled. Trixie put a hand of Katya’s, where it lay on the table, in an attempt to calm her down.

“I’m sorry, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Trixie apologised, kicking Katya under the table as the Russian laced their fingers. He looked down at their joined hands curiously. Trixie could practically hear the cogs turning.

“Is it too much to ask for a motel to have a mattress thicker than paper?” Katya grumbled, taking a drink of her black coffee.

“Ah you’re staying at the Sleepy Lodge, it’s well known for its ‘comforts’.” The detective laughed awkwardly, evidently having finally come to the conclusion that he was dealing with lesbians. He looked up at them with slightly wide eyes. Trixie fought the urge to roll her eyes. People always got awkward when they realised they were a couple.

“Yeah.” She piped up after a moment of silence, realising neither Katya nor the detective had anything else to say. “Listen we can only apologise for our attitudes, we want the same thing you do.” The young man nodded, with the first genuine seeming smile she’d seen yet.

“That beauty out there yours?” He asked, nodding his head to Katya’s Impala, parked proudly outside the cafe.

“Yeah, that’s my baby.”

“Mind if I take a look inside.”

“I’d rather you didn’t, it’s messy.” Katya replied, a fake smile stapled to her face.

“I don’t mind. I want to know what kind of seats that model has.” Detective Kander shrugged, mirroring Katya’s false smile.

“Leather.” Katya answered shortly.

“I’d rather see it.”

“Google it.” Trixie fought the urge to sigh at her partner’s attitude. This was going to get them arrested for sure.

“Is there a reason you don’t want me to see what’s in your car so badly?”

“Is there a reason you want to see what’s in my car so badly?”

“This would be so much easier if you just cooperated.” The detective informed them, obviously trying the good cop, bad cop method on his own.

“We have cooperated. But if you want to search my property better get a search warrant.”

“The Jones family are personal friends of mine. I will find out what happened to her.” He said menacingly as he stood, any trace of a jovial nature erased from his face.. “And I will bring the perpetrator to justice.”

“We hope you do.” Trixie called after him, earning a shifty look as he left the cafe. “Our job would be so much easier if you didn’t always antagonise the cops you know.” She grumbled, letting go of Katya’s hand to get back to their notes. “You’re so cranky today.”

“I know. Sorry.” Katya apologised. “I hate it when they treat you like you’re guilty. Its poor practice.”

“I know.” Trixie nodded. “He’s young. Maybe he’s just trying to find his detective feet.” She suggested, noting that the detective didn’t have a partner. He couldn’t have been more than twenty four years old. She was sure a big case like this must be even harder when you’re new. She wasn’t really sure why she was making excuses for the man but something inside her felt for him.

“Well, he’s not going about it the right way.” Katya grumbled, casually resting her hand on Trixie’s leg as she returned to her pie.

……………. Trixie sighed softly as she woke. She couldn’t be sure what woke her but something felt off. She opened her eyes, the room still dark but she could just make out Katya laying in front of her. She was about to make to get up and go to the bathroom when she realised what had woken her. There was a soft tapping against her back. It was Katya, tapping so lightly she could barely have been moving. Tap tap t-tap tap. Trixie swallowed, the code. That was the silent code for danger. Tap tap t-tap tap. If she squinted she could see Katya’s eyes, watching something intently. The door. Tap tap t-tap tap. The tapping became more insistent as Trixie heard the noise of the door opening. She let out a soft sleepy sigh, feigning sleep as she stretched to pull Katya closer. The noise stopped abruptly, their intruder evidently scared to wake them. Interesting. Tap tap. Trixie answered from where her hand now rested at the small of Katya’s back. The sound of their intruder letting out a breath they seemed to have been holding was loud in the quiet room. A plan. They needed a plan. Trixie quickly took note of the way Katya’s hand had slid beneath the pillow when she’d pulled her closer. Good, there was a knife beneath the pillow. She knew all she had to do was reach the bedside table to grab the gun there. They both just had to choose the right time to act. Their intruder stepped further into the room, letting out a hiss they stubbed their toe on the dresser. Amateur. Certainly not any kind of paranormal entity like a ghost or a spectre. Definitely not a demon as they’d salted the doors and windows before sleeping. The intruder, a man it sounded like, snook over to their bags, pulling the zips at a painstakingly slow speed. Tap tap. Now. With that the pair swung into action. Trixie practically jumped over Katya as the other woman rolled towards her. She slammed a hand on the switch for the bedside light, taking the gun in her other hand and raising it to their intruder. Katya had pulled the knife from under the pillow, and she was now stood on the other side of the bed holding out her long necklace adorned with a protective pendant from all the major religions, in case the intruder was spiritual in any way. “The gigs up.” Trixie said as the man’s shoulders slumped. He turned slowly, wincing at the click of the gun safety being disabled. “Alright, alright don’t sh-” He began as he turned slowly only to stop in surprise, his eyes wide as her looked them up and down. Trixie followed his gaze and groaned. “Dammit Kat, this shitty detective has seen more of me than some of my ex-boyfriends.” They were both completely naked with the exception of a love bite just above Katya’s hip. “Hey, I’m not shitty! I’m just trying to figure out what happened.” The man argued, looking hurt. “I would say we should stop going to bed naked but that would be waste of beauty.” Katya sighed dramatically before turning to wink at her lover. “To be fair we didn’t go to bed naked. But I don’t think we should sleep naked anymore.” Trixie nodded, deciding they should take that precaution so that next time their intruder didn’t get to see just so much of her paranormally ordained wife. While she felt exposed, naked in front of this man, it mostly bothered her that Katya was naked and on show. She regarded the man for a moment his eyes were flicking between the gun pointed at him and the ceiling. Interesting, while he lacked any tact taking to them earlier at least he was somewhat a gentleman. “Would you like some tea?” “What?” Both Katya and the detective said in unison. “We’re supposed to be on the same side, Inspector. So you’re going to sit down, have some tea and tell us why you’re looking through our underwear in the middle of the night.” Trixie said sternly, pointing at the chair next to bed. The man blinked, steadfastly avoiding looking at either of them as he walked over to the seat. Trixie followed him with the gun, watching him as his eyes darted around the room. “Put something on Kat, I don’t like other people seeing you naked.” Trixie sighed, appreciating the man’s efforts to not look at their bodies. “Same for you, blossom.” Katya said cheerily, pulling on Trixie’s college tshirt and a pair of boyshorts with cartoon cats on. The Russian bounded forward taking the gun from her partner as Trixie grabbed some clothes from the chair on the other side of the bed. She shot the detective a look as she walked past them and into the bathroom for a moment, switching on the provided kettle as she passed. “You don’t take advantage of her kind nature, or you will answer to me. Understand?" Katya hissed, leaning close to the detective, nothing between them but tension and the metal of the gun. "Kind nature? She pointed a gun at me and insulted me.” The man said incredulously, eyes flicking to the gun then back to the Russian in front of him. “Yeah but let’s just say there’s a reason she gets the gun and I get the knife, I tend to have less patience and my finger just…” She made the sound of the gun going off with her mouth before pulling away. The young detective flinched.

“A lot of weapons for reporters.” He mused, looking around the room. “This is an offence, you know.”

“There no need to be offended, Kev.” Katya said earnestly, enjoying the way the man blinked at her.

“A criminal offence.” He clarified as Trixie came out of the bathroom and made some tea.

“I know. That was a joke.” She sighed, rolling her eyes. She heard Trixie snort from the other end of the small room.

“Hilarious.” He replied dryly. “You’re not doing the best of jobs convincing me that you’re not the murderers, you know?“ "Get this Trix, he thinks we did it.” “Why does everyone always blame the lesbians?” Trixie sighed, as she walked back in with two cups of tea. She handed one to the detective and sat down on the bed across from him. “Don’t forget to check the door, babe.” Katya reminded her, taking the mug from her girlfriend and taking a sip. “Shit, yeah.” Trixie nodded, getting up to go and lock the door, ensuring that their line of salt wasn’t broken. “What’s with the sugar?” The detective asked, looking over at the door with a frown. Katya turned to look at the detective with thoroughly unimpressed look. How dumb can you get? “It’s salt.” Katya replied dryly. “Does that make a difference?” “Have you ever had popcorn? Of course it makes a difference.” Katya rolled her eyes, raising the gun as Trixie came past her. She wasn’t going to point a loaded gun at her lover even if it was only for a second. She cared about gun safety. “Why did you break into our room at… two o six in the morning?” Trixie asked, as Katya took a few steps back, leaning against the foot of the bed. “I know what you are.” “You know nothing about us.” Katya countered, some of her casual demeanour slipping at the detectives accusatory tone. This man didn’t know them. He didn’t know their lives before the paranormal, although some days Katya wasn’t sure she did either. He thought he knew what they were, but they were many things. They were hunters. They were explorers. They were bakers, when they had the facilities. They were goofballs. But first and foremost they were lovers.

Trixie put a hand on Katya’s knee. Whether it was a comforting gesture or a reminder to stay civil, she wasn’t quite sure. “You’re the killers, the cannibals.” “Oh my god, you know I wondered why those burgers we had yesterday had fingers.” Katya gasped, looking thoroughly pleased with herself as Trixie chuckled. “The murders started before we got here.” Trixie reminded him, taking the mug from Katya and blowing on the contents before taking a sip. “How do we know that? All we know is that you booked into a hotel after the murders began. You’re untraceable, nobody knows where you came from or who you are.” He explained. “Except now I suppose I know you to be Kat and Trix.” He added somewhat smugly putting his mug down on the bedside table. The tea was untouched. Trixie tried not to be offended. She supposed if he thought they were the cannibals he wouldn’t trust anything they gave him to consume. “Oh my god, don’t say that!” Katya cried in exasperation. “Did you learn nothing at the academy? If we were the murderers we’d have to kill you now because you just pointed out you know our names.” “Don’t mind her, she used to serve. Shoddy police work drives her up the wall.” Trixie informed him, lowering her voice as though confiding in him. Katya pushed hair from her face. “Shoddy police work?!” The detective cried, looking affronted. “Never mind that.” Trixie said with a careless wave of her hand. “Listen we’re not the killers. We will tell you who we are but you have to believe us.” “Wait Trix, him? Really? You want him to be our local cop?” Katya interrupted, hardly believing the words leaving her lover’s mouth. In every corner of the country, and in some cases the world, they’d touched down in during their adventures they would make a contact. It was usually a member of the local police department or a detective. Someone with information on cases and trusted them enough to not suspect them and value their expertise. This usually required persuasion, such as saving their asses from whatever unfortunate creature was chasing them. Sure most of them thought they were mad when they did the whole ‘monsters are real’ speech but they normally chose nice guys who weren’t dicks to them for no reason. “He’s obviously driven and desperate Katya, otherwise he wouldn’t have broken into our room to gather evidence that wouldn’t have held up in court.” Trixie reasoned, giving Katya a look that suggested she’d been thinking about this for a while. “And besides.” The blonde added, patting Katya’s leg. “I like the fucker.” She shrugged. “You like me?” The detective asked, clearly as dumbfounded as Katya. She never did understand Trixie’s ability to see good in people even if they were douchey to them. “Sure. It’s hard to explain. I got good women’s intuition.” “Here we go with your women’s intuition again.” Katya moaned. That damned women’s intuition. She knew it was just Trixie’s way of getting out of having to explain why she did things. Honestly she would say that Katya was rash then do something equally rash at the calling of her women’s intuition. “It has never once led us astray and can I also just say ‘third eye’ to you right now.” Trixie replied sternly, raising a finger as she did so. She looked like a teacher when she did that. Katya rolled her eyes. Her third eye was a real thing. Sure sometimes she couldn’t distinguish between her third eye telling her something and a Katy Perry induced headache, but that was beside the point. “I have no idea what’s going on.” Detective Kander confessed, looking between them with a bewildered look. A smirk touched Katya’s lips. She honestly kind of liked that people couldn’t understand them sometimes and found them hard to follow. It was almost like she and Trixie had their own language. Like they were on this wavelength that no one else could tap into. “Kevin, can I call you Kevin?” Trixie began, not waiting for a reply from the younger man. “We are not the cannibals. We hunters.” “Like rabbits and stuff?” He asked slowly. “No, like demons, like monsters, like ghosts, like Bigfoot. All that jazz.” Katya clarified, waiting for the inevitable disbelief. Three… two… one… “Oh my god you’re crazy.”

There it was. “You don’t think it’s odd that these disappearances have happened every full moon?”

“Serial killers can often be ritualistic.”

“They weren’t killed by any man, Detective. They were eaten alive, we saw one of the bodies. Its internal organs were gone and the stomach was torn apart.” Trixie reasoned, pausing to take a sip of tea. Katya fought a grin as she marvelled in how smart her girl was. It would be in poor taste to smile like a loon during this conversation, and it certainly wouldn’t help convince the detective they weren’t the killers. “We’ve seen this before. A lycanthrope in Kansas. Just the same.”

“Wait, lycanthrope. You mean like a werewolf.”

“Exactly.” Trixie nodded. “Have you been so focused on our coming into town that you haven’t noticed another body of individuals who came to town just before the murders began.” “The circus.” He blinked. “It’s the clowns.” Katya interjected. “It’s not the damn clowns Kat, you have no proof.” Trixie groaned in exasperation, they’d been having this debate basically all day. “Neither of you have any proof, this is ridiculous.” Kander insisted, looking between the pair as thought they were insane. “Look it’s not any damn werewolves. Even if I was crazy enough to believe something like that, I don’t know any werewolves who carry around butchers knives and butter.”

“What?” The women asked in unison.

“We found traces of butter and small cuts from a knife on the bones during the autopsy. Whoever did this was very human.” He explained. Katya turned to look at Trixie in bewilderment mixed with worry. They’d accepted that they were dealing with werewolves pretty quickly after finding out more about the deaths. But now, surely it couldn’t be. “So you want to run that werewolf bullshit past me again or are you going to confess?” He asked, standing for his seat.

“We didn’t do it.” Trixie insisted as she and Katya also stood.

“Sure, how about we go over that at the station.” The detective said derisively stepping towards Trixie. Katya stepped between them, scowling up at the man as she let the barrel of the gun rest against his chest. There was no way in hell he’d touch a golden hair on her head when Katya was around. That simply wasn’t happening.

“We will do no such thing. You broke into our hotel room without a search warrant and you have no right to arrest us with no charge.” Katya practically growled, causing the man to take a step back.

“You are both heavily armed and pointed a weapon at me.”

“It’s currently one of our legal rights as Americans to have guns, no matter how problematic that is.” Katya said, eyes sharp. “Leave now. I’m sure the last thing the local department needs right now is a scandal about how one of their detectives forced his way into the room of two young women to rifle through their underwear.”

“Don’t think this is over. I won’t rest until the culprits have been found and punished.” Detective Kander vowed, glaring at them as he headed over to the door. “Don’t leave the country.” He added, looking them in the eye as he kicked their salt line derisively and shut the door behind him.

“What a cunt.”

“He took it better than Detective Parker.” Trixie reminded her, moving across the room until she stood a Katya’s side. “What are we going to do now?” She asked as she rested her chin on Katya’s shoulder, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

“Full moon is tomorrow, I think it’s best for us to take a late night trip to the circus.” Katya sighed.

“But we don’t know what we’re dealing with.” Trixie said worriedly as Katya put a comforting hand on her arm, stroking her skin softly with her thumb.

“We just have to be prepared for anything.”

“That’s easier said than done.” Trixie laughed, although the humour wasn’t quite there. Katya turned her head so that they were face to face.

“I know, my love.” She said softly, leaning forwards to press a kiss to her partner’s lips.

“Are you coming back to bed?” Trixie asked, stepping away and catching Katya’s hand.

“No, I’m too wired. You go to sleep, I need to think.”

“I’ll help you.”

“It’s alright, get your beauty sleep, you need to be rested for tomorrow.” She said softly, as Trixie nodded, slipping back into their uncomfortable bed. Katya headed over to their bag, pulling out their laptop and opening it.

“I love you, trash can.” Trixie sighed, grin on her face at the name. Katya chuckled. Trixie would never let her live it down that the first time they met she’d been hidden in a trash can. Her hiding had been so good Trixie had nearly thought herself mad, thinking the bin was talking to her.

“Love you too, arm chair.” Katya snorted, ducking down to press a kiss to the top of Trixie’s head as the other woman settled into the flat pillow. Trixie rolled her eyes, managing to smack Kayta’s ass playfully just before the woman stepped out of reach. Katya stuck her tongue out as she sat down at the tiny table with the laptop.

…………

10:37pm, The Circus

“Right, ready to narrowly escape getting eaten alive.” Katya asked brightly, checking that her gun was fully loaded. She knew it was as she’d filled it purposefully with a mixture of silver bullets and blessed bullets the night before, in case whatever they were dealing with could be shot. There was something about the few hours before an inevitable battle that made her paranoid.

“I don’t like not knowing what we’re up against.” Trixie said anxiously, looking out of the window and into the darkness. “Normally we’re better prepared.” She sighed, chewing her lip.

“Trixie, it’ll be ok. How many times have we done this sort of thing before?” Katya assured her, putting a warm hand on her knee. Trixie turned to look at her with a small smile.

“Lots. And it’s always really dangerous.” She replied, eyes searching Katya’s face as her lips twitched into a smile.

“And that’s why you like it.”

“I love you.” Trixie said earnestly, looking into Katya’s eyes. She suspected that Katya could see the little pink hearts that replaced her eyes every time she gazed at the other woman.

“Love you too.” Katya smiled, putting a hand on the back of Trixie’s head to pull her into a kiss. Trixie sighed as their lips met. There was a small part of her that always worried this kiss would be their last. After a long moment she pulled away and smiled at her lover.

“I think you should wear this tonight. Just in case.” Katya said, pulling a small silver medallion from under her shirt. Her sister had given it to her as a sort of protective good luck charm. Katya was never really sure if it really worked. She’d never seen anything like it in any book and she wouldn’t put it past her sister to give her a placebo charm but if it did have any protective powers, Trixie should be wearing it.

“Your medallion. No Katya, that’s yours.” Trixie shook her head.

“I’d rather you wear it, if it does offer any protection, I want you to have it.” Katya continued, fiddling with the clasp beneath her long, thick hair.

“I’m not helpless, Katya.” Trixie sighed, a note of annoyance to her voice that made Katya stop suddenly.

“I know, beautiful. You’re anything but. I just want you to be safe.” Katya tried to explain, letting her hands fall to her lap.

“You know I’d rather you wear it for the exact same reason.” Trixie laughed with less humour than she’d likely intended. “While you’re busy putting yourself into danger to protect me do you ever consider what I would do if something happened to you? What it would do to me if something happened to you? Especially if it was at my expense.” The car fell silent. This was something that had been eating away at Trixie ever since the incident with the poltergeist that had left her medically dead for a month before being resurected by a teary Katya and her sister. Part of her loved that Katya was protective of her, it showed that she really cared about her. But sometimes it meant Katya didn’t think about her own safety.

“I’m sorry.” Katya said after a long moment, eyes flicking to meet Trixie’s. The younger woman swallowed, immediately feeling guilty for snapping at the other woman, no matter how true the words. This wasn’t the time or the place for this conversation.

“I’m sorry too, this whole thing has got me a little worked up. I’ll feel better once I know what we’re dealing with.” Trixie sighed, rubbing a hand over her eyes. “Wear the medallion Katya, it goes with your outfit.” She added with a smile, reaching out to take Katya’s hand to let her know they were okay. Katya caught her eye and smiled.

“Huh, that might be the first time I’ve worn a coordinating outfit in years and I wasn’t even trying.” Katya joked, looking down at her outfit in exaggerated surprise.

“I didn’t say your whole outfit, girl.” Trixie grinned, rolling her eyes fondly. Katya laughed, squeezing her hand before pulling it to her lips. Trixie squeezed her hand back before pulling away, enjoying the red lipstick imprint of Katya’s lips marked on the back of her hand. “You got your butt kicking boots on?”

“You betcha.” Katya laughed as they got out of the car, flashlights in hand.

……………

“Ok.” Katya said, hair swishing slightly as she dangled upside down from the ceiling. “So it’s alien clowns.” “Uh-huh.” Trixie hummed, hands almost brushing the ground as she spun ever so slightly. The pair were strung up by oddly coloured chains that were wrapped almost painfully around their ankles. They were in a fully concrete room, the walls sloping oddly. It seemed to be some kind of cell. “You’re two handies up on me.” “Where’s the detective when you need him?” Katya asked with a chuckle. “Still trying to blame us probably. How are you holding up over there?” Trixie mused, turning her head to look at Katya. The Russian gave her a soft look, reaching out to see if they could touch one and other. “I can’t decide whether to be excited because aliens or be terrified because clowns.” She confessed, sighing as their fingers tips hung barely a centimetre or so apart. “I mean, I watched one of those clowns literally dislocate its jaw to swallow a bird whole. Snatched it out of the fucking air.” “I was there, Katya. How about we be terrified because they’re going to eat us?” Trixie sighed, letting her arms hang back down. She let out an annoyed grunt as her chain began to spin again. It was really starting to get on her nerves. “Eh.” Katya shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest. “How are you doing?” “I just feel bad for them.” Trixie replied nonchalantly. “Why?” “They’re gonna eat you. Bet you taste like cigarettes, Red Bull, coffee and crying. And have the consistency of jerky left out in the sun for two years.” Trixie laughed. “But with a little bit of whoo!” Katya added, laughing along with her. “Anyway I thought you knew what I tasted like pretty well.” “Humans, will you please act like you are imprisoned. We are sick of the sound of your kind.” A gravelly exasperated sounding voice spoke as part of the concrete wall became see through. On the other side of the wall stood a clown who seemed to be on guard. “Do we have to be upside down? It’s messing up my hair.” Trixie asked, hoping to weed some information out of the guard. “Being upside down isn’t so bad.” Katya mused, evidently enjoying the annoyance she was causing. Trixie rolled her eyes. Katya could be so devil may care sometimes. It was definitely going to get her eaten first. “I see London, I see France…” She began to sign, turning to look at Trixie’s exposed underwear.

“This is the last time I bring a dress to a trouser fight.” Trixie grumbled. “I hate humans.” The guard sighed, hand coming to massage his red nose. Trixie bit her lip. She knew that the creatures wanted to brutally gut them and devour their innards but she couldn’t help but find the squeaking noise the nose made amusing. “Pretty sure that’s racist.” Katya informed it. “Species-ist?” “I think the UN are going have to establish some terminology now there’s confirmation of other life forms.” Trixie mused as the guard reached for something beside him. “Trix-” Katya began, sniffing as the air took a soft pink hue. “Do you smell-” “Dammit.” The younger woman cursed as they slipped out of consciousness. ……… “Katya.” A voice called as Katya began to feel consciousness dragging her back to the cell.

“Not now Trix, Ellie’s about to go through the wormhole.”

“Katya wake up.” The voices insisted, funny Trixie’s voice sounded oddly deep. And why was she putting on a Carolina accent. A hand patted her cheek sharply and she suddenly opened her eyes. “Kevin, where the hell have you been? Call yourself a detective.” Katya snapped as the detective swam into her vision. “Hey Bern, how’re the germs?” Bernie blinked, evidently not sure how to respond.

“Abhorrent as usual?” The hairy man replied as he helped the detective get her down from the ceiling.

“Took you long enough.” Katya huffed as the detective held her weight as Bernie untied the chains. They managed to get her down fairly easily, although Katya wasn’t a fan of being held upside down by a man almost half her size. “We didn’t cover killer alien clowns in the academy.” He snorted, catching Katya as she wobbled. He was taking the whole thing suprisingly well. Maybe Trixie was right. The world swam before her eyes as he slid her down to sit for a moment. All the blood had run to her head, leaving her legs weak. “You win Trix, he’s not so bad.” Katya laughed. There was no reply. The Russian’s heart sunk when she looked to her left to see nobody there. “Where’s Trixie?!” “She’s here too?" "I’m here, of course she’s fucking here too.” She cried incredulously, trying to gather her strength to stand. “She was chained up next to me.” “Woah, you can’t go anywhere yet. I’ll go look for her.” The detective insisted, catching her as she wobbled. “My wife is being primed up as a delicious starter for a bunch of alien clown motherfuckers. I am not staying here.” She insisted, heading towards the opening the pair had entered through. The Kevin and Bernie shared a look before stepping forwards to help her.

"Trixie’s your wife? Women can’t get legally married in this country.” Bernie asked as he offered her an arm for support until her legs become fully cooperative. “We’re married in the spiritual sense.” She informed them, taking the arm gratefully. She didn’t half have pins and needles in her feet. The pair nodded in understanding. “As in we were married by a spirit.” She added, earning two surprised looks. “You’re very odd.” Bernie mused. Katya snorted, Bernie the Wolf Man, walking talking hairy freak show attraction thought she was odd. Most people might use that as a trigger to do some serious self-reflection on their mental state. Katya took it as a compliment. “Trixie finds it charming.” She shrugged with a smile. The smile dropped quickly as she wondered where her lover was. She hated being separated from her like this. They’d been practically glued together at the hip since the night they met all those years ago. Not being together frightened Katya, she couldn’t protect Trixie if she wasn’t with her.

She and Trixie had been through a lot since they’d met four years ago. They’d had many close calls, as was the nature of their business but Katya couldn’t imagine living without the other woman. She’d been unlucky enough to experience Trixie dying already. They’d had this case in Hollywood, a poltergeist that was haunting a basement studio. Katya would never forget the moment she’d turned to see Trixie raised into the air, body at an odd angle as glass from studio lights and cameras swirled around her.

Katya’s had felt the fall as though it had been her own body to hit the floor once she finally managed to expel the spirit. She��d made a joke, a stupid pun as she made her way over to check Trixie for bumps and bruises. The fall hadn’t been that far so she’d expected a groan at the joke and snarky comment. She hadn’t expected a gasp of pain and blood as Trixie shifted onto her back. There was so much blood. She’d forgotten about the glass.

She’d heard Trixie’s last words choke from her lips, that afternoon. Of course they were about her. A confession between friends, one that they’d both been to afraid to verbalise.That had been the first time Katya had ever heard Trixie say she loved her and every day she wished that memory wasn’t tainted by blood and sorrow. Katya had insisted she felt the same a she watched as the light drain from her eyes. It still haunted her.

Katya had called in every favour she had with her twin sister Briana, or as she called her Doctor Bitchcraft, who lived as a witchdoctor beneath the Hollywood sign. She’d offered the woman everything she owned, all her money, what little she had, the clothes off her back and even her baby, the Impala, in exchange for Trixie. Briana had eyed her for a moment before looking down at the motionless body of the pretty girl in front of her.

She’d sent Katya on a month long quest of sorts to find all the rare ingredients for the spell to save Trixie, keeping the body in a magically frozen state until she returned so that Trixie’s spirit could not pass over.

Katya had cried like a baby the moment Trixie’s eyes opened again, her chest heaving as she took her first breath in over a month. Her sister had sat back and watched as the pair had desperately embraced, words that they’d been meaning to say tumbling from their mouths.

That was how they got together and there wasn’t a day the memory didn’t delight and haunt Katya.

There were night she wake up in a sweat, momentarily panicked when she didn’t find Trixie in her arms. Trixie would simply open her eyes and roll over from the other side of the bed, pressing herself against Katya to remind her she was still there.

She couldn’t go back to being alone. Since her sister’s death she didn’t know anyone who would do a resurrection of that kind again. If she lost Trixie this time, she would really be gone and Katya wouldn’t be able to bare it. ………. The unlikely trio turned yet another plain looking corner and suddenly found themselves inside a large, chamber-like room. It was bizarre. It looked like a medieval dining room and yet the walls were covered in odd pieces of complicated looking technology. In the centre of the room stood a huge wooden dining table. And on either side of the table laid almost naked two figures, clad only in their underwear. Each lay motionless and seemingly tied down to the thick wood. The second Katya caught sight of familiar golden hair and hot pink lace, she knew who it was.

“Trixie!” She gasped, causing the other woman to turn to look at her. Katya made to step properly into the large room when Trixie quickly shook her head. The Russian stopped, putting her arms out to the men beside her and pushing them back further into the shadows of the corridor they’d come from. Trixie raised her index and middle fingers at them as best she could with her hands buckled beside her head.

“Is she swearing at us?” Bernie asked in scandalised horror. Katya rolled her eyes.

“Two of them in there.”

“What are we gonna do?”

“I don’t know, we need a plan.” Katya hissed, pulling them into a nearby alcove.

Almost ten minutes later they’d formulated a seemingly fool proof plan after a lot of heated whispered debate. They all nodded at each other. Each secure in their rolls, Katya stepped forward.

“People at the party, and I’m wanting to dance.” Katya sang, cartwheeling into the room. She was the distraction, aka she had the most balls out of the three of them. If there was one thing she was even better at than monster hunting, it was being distracting. She turned, expecting to see two clowns looking at her with confused and maybe slightly impressed looks.

“Wait so you left me for long enough for the clowns to straight up get bored and wander off. And you were using that time to come up with a plan at comprised of you singing Same Parts?” Trixie grumbled, looking thoroughly unimpressed. As if Katya’s obsession with the song by pop sensation Tatianna wasn’t bad enough the rest of the time. It was like she couldn’t even almost die without hearing a Tatianna lyric. Some things just weren’t sacred anymore.

“It would have worked.” Katya insisted, making her way over to her partner. “Guys, the coast is clear.” She called behind her. Two slightly disappointed men came from the corridor. Their plan had really been good. She sighed. What a waste of a Tatianna lyric.

“Anyway, thank goodness you came.“ Trixie breathed, letting her head fall back against the lettuce and rocket beneath her head. "They were about to eat me with instant mashed potatoes! Instant!” She said incredulously as Katya and Kevin began to untie her. “What? You deserve real organic potatoes in the least.” Katya insisted, helping the other woman down from the table as Kevin went to check on Helena. “God you’re so romantic.” Trixie sighed. Bernie removed his shirt and offered it to Trixie to cover herself, leaving himself in a vest. She took it appreciativley, pulling the floral print shirt on. It hung almost to her knees and she had to roll the sleeves up. She mirrored Katya’s grin as the Russian slipped an arm around her lower back. “Um, ladies.” The detective interjected, looking around the room worriedly. “Not now Kev, we have a ritual. We do the thing, we say something cheesy, we kiss, go get food then we bone. A. Lot.” Katya reprimanded, not once looking up from Trixie’s face, grin fixed on her lips. “It’s sacred.” Trixie nodded.

“Only there’s a bunch of killer alien clown motherfuckers looking at us and I reckon they’re not happy you’re trying to steal their dinner.” Kevin stammered, causing the pair to finally look away from each other. They turned to see eight red-eyed clowns staring at them.

“Ok, we’re outnumbered.” Katya breathed, looking around for a weapon. One of the clowns let out a horrifyingly creepy chuckle.

“Maybe we can reason with them?” Bernie said hopefully. The creatures all bared their long, sharp fangs. Their jaws seemed to dislocate, looking almost like an oversized toothy grin.

“I hope you taste as good as you are annoying, humans.” One of the aliens growled, saliva dripping from its teeth as they all began to close in on the four of them. Katya tried to maintain her look of horror as she felt Trixie pass her a piece of cold metal. Weapons are more effective if they’re a surprise. It felt like a knife. Perfect.

“Reasoning seems out, Dog Man” Katya said with a raised eyebrow, patting the hairy man’s back. “You may want to get behind us.” She whispered to the men as the creatures came ever closer.

“You’re mad.” Bernie huffed, raising his fists in front of him. Huh, seems all it took was a bunch of alien clowns who wanted to eat you to turn a pacifist into a fighter. The detective pulled out his gun, preparing himself for the fight. Katya wished she had her gun too.

The first creature lunged at Trixie, earning a punch to the face as the others three dispersed, each finding their own battle. Trixie raised her knife, jabbing it towards the hideous clowns in front of her. The pair dodged away from her, trying to find a weak spot. Katya raised the weapon she’d been given ready to stab one of the creatures when she saw what she was holding.

“You gave me a damned fork?!” Katya cried incredulously as she realised what was in her hand. She quickly shoved it between her teeth and began to fist fight with the clown that lunged at her.

“Stab in four places at once.” Trixie yelled back as she managed to slash one of the clown’s throats. It shrieked and began to shrivel as though becoming crispy and dry. The remains crumbled in multi-coloured dust before her eyes. She looked up with wide eyes at the other clown in front of her who had reached into his oversized trousers. She had to admit there was a small part of her that was thankful it was some sort of futuristic looking gun of all the things the creature could have been keeping in there. That feeling was short lived as she realised what appeared to be a ray gun was much more dangerous than a dick would have been.

Katya’s head shot up at Trixie’s shout of the words ‘ray gun’. She was sat on a corpse that was quickly disintegrating beneath her. Aliens and ray guns! This was fantastic. Well, it was until she saw said ray gun pointed at Trixie. For a lack of anything else to do in the short amount of time she spat the fork into her hand and tossed it across the room.

Trixie gasped as she felt dust cloud into her face. She blinked, coughing on the blur of colours in front of her. Right in front of her, wedged between the heavy stones, stood a fork. She turned to give Katya an, admittedly thankful, ‘I told you so’ look. Katya gave her the finger before being jumped on from behind by one of the clowns.

Trixie grabbed the gun from the ground and ran towards her, leaping up onto the large table. She fumbled with the gun, pulling the trigger but nothing happened.

“If you could shoot this dick at some point.” Katya cried, managing to roll the creature off her back.

“I’m trying. He didn’t teach me how to use it before he got forked, Kat!”

“Give it to me then.”

“I forgot you did a course in alien weaponry in school.” She snapped, pulling one of the knobs and nearly jumping out of her skin as the gun flashed bright green suddenly. She pulled the trigger, disintegrating the clown that was seconds away from sinking its teeth into her lover.

“Sarcasm is not becoming of a lady.” Katya shouted as she rushed to help Bernie who was trying to fist fight three clowns at once. Kevin ran towards her, throwing his now empty gun at the fat clown chasing him. Trixie dropped the gun onto the table and grabbed a large metal dish.

“Duck.” She cried as the detective approached. The young man dropped and rolled. Unfortunately for the clown, it didn’t register the words before the metal dish hit it square in the face. It hit the ground with a heavy thud, sounding almost like a dropped bag of flour. Trixie handed the dish to Kevin who brought the edge sharply down on the creature’s neck. Colourful dust spilled from its clothing.

Bernie and Katya managed to take down one of the clowns but quickly found themselves running away. Bernie directed them towards a large fireplace, grabbing Katya’s arm to pull her away from a lunging creature. Once the arrived at the target destination he grabbed a fire poker handing it to Katya before grabbing a heavy metal kettle.

Bernie struck his creature first, sending it tumbling back. It snarled at him, lunging forwards again and this time managing a deep scratch on his arms with its exposed fangs before Katya swung her poker and flung it away. Luckily Bernie did not seem too badly hurt as he quickly turned to the other clown and began to fight it.

“Say hello to your dead dad on the beach.” Katya cried, raising the metal pole to strike the final blow to the vicious creature. Kevin ran to help Bernie take down the clown as Trixie dropped to untie Helena from the table. Lucky girl to sleep through the whole ordeal. Trixie hadn’t realised just how lucky they were the aliens hadn’t found them quiet annoying enough to sedate them like they had her.

“Oh my God. Contact!” The alien said suddenly, looking up at her with shining eyes. “I love that movie.” He breathed, hand on his chest as though he had never found another being who understood him better. Katya faltered, willingness to kills a creature she had so much in common with slipping. They both liked the movie Contact and eating Trixie, admittedly in different ways but it’s whatever.

Trixie’s head snapped around at the words she feared most in this world. No! Not another person, well creature, that loved that damned movie. She marched across the room. She could not let this thing encourage Katya’s insistence to talk about that crap.

“Hey. We were bonding!” Katya cried as Trixie shot the clown in the face. The creautre fell into colourful dust alongside the others. The floor was now an odd juxtaposition of dirty, grey stone and brightly coloured rainbow dust.

“He was reaching for a weapon.” Trixie insisted, quickly returning to untying the young girl.

“What weapon?”

“It was concealed.” Trixie shrugged.

“He was reaching for concealer. To fix his make up?” Katya asked in her valley girl voice. Trixie looked at her with dead eyes.

“I wish they’d eaten me.” Trixie groaned from deep within her soul. Katya cackled.

“Don’t worry, I’ll eat you if you like.” She offered, nudging the other woman with her elbow. The detective took off his coat to cover Helena’s Wonder Woman underwear and keep her warm. He picked her up, thankful to have finally found her. He’d been so worried.

“Is it just me that finds being around them a constant state of being amused and uncomfortable?” Bernie asked turning to the detective with a helpless look.

“Same, man. Same.” The detective nodded as Bernie wandered towards the computers curiously.

“Well that’s all done.” Katya said, clapping her hands before brushing coloured dust from the shoulder of her jacket.

“I don’t even know where to start with the paperwork.” Kevin confessed.

“I heard them say they kept her sedated pretty much all the time because she screamed a full hour when they first took her.” Trixie said, checking the girl’s pulse. It was low but regular, similar to that of someone who was simply sleeping. “Ours wore off though, so I can only assume hers will too.” She added, gently pulling at the girl’s eyelid to check her eyes.

“Maybe you just found her out on the highway, walking or something.” Katya suggested.

“The bodies disintegrate so there’s no suspicion there.” Trixie added, wiggling her toes with a look of disgust. She was barefoot and she could feel gritty powder between her toes. Great. There were bits of alien clowns between her toes. Perfect.

“Wrapped up pretty neatly I’d say.” Katya nodded.

“What about the big fuck off spaceship we’re in?” The detective cried. Trixie and Katya both blinked. They hadn’t actually seen this place from the outside. They’d been taken from the circus and the next thing they knew they were hanging upside down in a cell.

“Guys.” Bernie interjected from his place beside a collection of screens and blinking lights.

��Not now, Dog Man.” Katya waved a hand. “Only I think this building may explode.” He informed them, quickly catching their attention. They all rushed over. “Inspector?” He asked, motioning to the screen. Bernie took Helena gently from Kevin. The detective surged forwards, pressing buttons in a way that was obviously supposed to look like he knew what he was doing. “In the academy they taught us some basic coding and this looks like a detonation.” He said quickly, flicking another switch hopefully. “I don’t know why I ever doubted you, Kevin.” Katya nodded cheerily, clapping on the back. Kevin blinked at her, open mouthed. It took a second for her to rerun his words in her head. “Oh shit.”

“Yeah, you have to be a trained specialist to understand a detonation countdown and a big red flashing button.” Trixie pointed out, the cold of the stone floor stinging at her feet. Kevin flipped another switch. The room around them became suddenly blurry, as though the edges of the room were shifting in and out of focus. The room around them suddenly became a sixties nautical themed room. The cold floor beneath Trixie’s feet was replaced with a grey rug in the shape of a swordfish. “Is this a run now or a ‘I can disable it’ kind of thing?” Katya asked, looking around at the design of the room with interest. “Ummm. Oh no.” He said quickly. “The first one. The first one!” He cried, the pitch of his voice fluctuating to something almost comically high as he read the screen. The detective ran, grabbing the two by the arm to turn them round. The pair looked at each other for less than a second before bolting after him. Bernie hurried behind them, carrying the unconscious girl. …………. “There we go. All done here.” Katya said, shutting the trunk of her beloved car and wiping her dusty hands on her jeans much to Trixie’s annoyance. “Where to now?” “Well the thing is we never finished our ritual.” Trixie pointed out, leaning against the trunk of the car with a coy smile. “That is very true.” Katya nodded, raising her eyebrows with a grin. “Where did we get up to?” “Well we did the say something cheesy part but I don’t think we can just jump to the kissing.” Trixie said seriously, hands coming up to straighten the front of Katya’s purple leather jacket. She wasn’t really a fan of the purple one on Katya. It looked great on her though. She was waiting for the day Katya would realise that and just give it to her. “You’re right the kissing has to come after the cheesy.” Katya agreed, stepping closer to her lover. “You got any good lines?” Trixie grinned. Katya paused for a second, looking up at the sky and sighing thoughtfully as she let her hands fall to rest on Trixie’s hips. She hummed. “I hope those aliens checked their smoke detectors before having you because laid out on the platter, you were smokin’.” Katya purred, wiggling her shoulders excitedly. "Ok, that surpassed cheesy and was just bad.” Trixie snorted, rolling her eyes fondly. “You’re lucky I love you.” She sighed, stroking a hand over Katya’s cheek. She pulled the other woman close, pressing her lips to her lover’s with a smile. Katya hummed, pulling her flush against her own body. Trixie’s arms slid around the Russian’s neck, fingers curling into her blonde hair.

After a few minutes, Katya pulled away, dipping to press another quick kiss to Trixie’s lips as though not wanting to stop kissing her. It was odd. She’d kissed Trixie so many times over the past few years. And yet every time their lips met, a bolt of nerves and pleasure shot down her spine and pooled in her stomach. “Now, I believe, let me just check my list.” Katya mimed pulling a list from her pocket and folding it out. Trixie snorted, watching the other woman fondly. “Ah, yep. An I.O.U for two handies, subject to be paid in full by one Trixie Mattel.” “We haven’t eaten yet.” Trixie pointed out, looking down at the hand placed scandalously high up on her thigh. “We’ll get in and out on the way back to the room.” Katya suggested, patting Trixie’s thigh before stepping back and pulling the car keys from her jacket pocket. “And then we’ll go to In and Out burger, get it?” Trixie joked as they walked around the car to their respective sides. “You’re lucky you’re pretty.” Katya snorted, shaking her head as she slid into the driver’s seat. Trixie laughed as she joined the other woman in the car. Kevin waved as the car pulled away. It certainly wasn’t the last time he’d see the hunters throughout his career, but what would continue to surprise him every time was just how perfect the pair were for each other. And that’s how the two local to nowhere hunters defeated killer alien clowns and introduced the currency of handies to a small town.

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You both like Werewolf!kurt, Cisgirl!sebastian, Niff, Seblaine, Kuntbastian, Bp!kurt, Bp!blaine, Mpreg!blaine, Kurtbastian, Cisgirl!blaine, Klaine, Cisgirl!kurt, Mpreg!kurt, Werewolf!blaine, Sebklaine, and Huntbastian.

You: (Sebklaine or Kuntbastian, pregnant!Kate) Can I talk to you about something? -K

Stranger: Of course, what is it, princess? -S

You: So, there's just been something I've been thinking about a lot lately, about the baby. -K And I want you to be totally honest with me, before I say anything else. -K

Stranger: Totally honest, got it. What have you been thinking about? -S

You: Just... since we don't know who of the two of you is biologically the father. Would you still be equally happy, either way? -K

Stranger: Of course I would, babe. Hunter feels the same, you know that. -S

You: You promise? It doesn't make a difference? -K

Stranger: Not at all, I swear. This baby is ours. Yours, mine, and Hunter's. It doesn't matter whose it is biologically, I'm still going to love my child no matter what. In fact, I'd be happy not knowing who the biological father is, honestly, because I already know the real fathers are Hunter and I. -S

You: You're the best. You both are. -K

Stranger: Yeah, we know. So are you, love. -S

You: Shh, stop, let me compliment you. -K

Stranger: You know I'd never refuse a compliment, babe. How are you doing today, anyway? -S

You: I'm okay. Mostly just tired, achy. A little horny. -K

Stranger: Tired, achy and horny? Sounds like you could do with Hunter giving you one of his amazing oil massages whilst I eat you out. -S

You: Mm... That sounds absolutely fantastic, Bas. -K

Stranger: Yeah? It does for me too, honestly. Don't worry, your boys will be home soon to spoil you. Just relax, get as comfortable as you can in bed, and we'll be there soon to treat you. -S

You: Mhm. Will do. Don't keep me waiting too long. -K

Stranger: We could never. See you soon, princess. -S

You: Kate smiled softly down at the message before she set her phone aside. She settled into their bed, leaning back with a few pillows behind her propping her up more comfortably as she sat and waited for Hunter and Sebastian to get home. The conversation with Sebastian had eased her mind, the thought having occurred to her because of something someone had said a few days ago, and she hadn't been able to shake the fear that she might end up losing one of them. But no, she should have known she could count on them. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes for a moment, one hand going to rest on her rounded belly.

Stranger: Sebastian didn't wait much longer before packing his things away and heading home. He'd had a busy day at work, and decided to take a few things home with him to finish up so he didn't keep Kate waiting for too long. When he finally arrived home he received a text from Hunter, sending him a quick message back before heading to see Kate. "Hey, babe. Hunter won't be too much longer, but he told me to get a head start so I didn't keep you waiting," he chuckled, licking his lips as he toed off his shoes and tossed his jacket aside. "You're looking as beautiful as ever," he noted, walking over to the bed and pecking the bump, before moving up to give Kate a more lingering kiss.

You: Kate sat up slightly when she heard Sebastian come in, her eyes opening again to look over at him. "Mm, hi, handsome," she said with a smile, nodding in acknowledgement of his words. She hummed softly at his kiss to her skin, wrapping her arms around his neck when he moved up to kiss her on the lips. "You sure? I feel a little bit especially big today," she murmured with a soft chuckle, kissing him again slowly.

Stranger: "You're glowing, my darling. Your bump is perfectly round and filled with our baby," he grinned, pausing to kiss her once more, "your eyes are sparkling, your breasts are... blossoming with pregnancy.. Fuck, you're gorgeous," he mumbled, letting out a deep sigh. "Hunt and I are going to spoil you so much tonight," he hummed, trailing his kisses down across her jawline.

You: Kate let out a soft content hum at his words, her hand running over his side slowly. "And by that you mean my breasts are, like, double their usual size," she said with a soft chuckle, rolling her eyes at him fondly. She let her eyes flutter shut as he kissed her jaw, tilting her head back slightly with a sigh. "Mm... you have no idea how amazing that sounds right now."

Stranger: "Exactly," Sebastian laughed, his breath hot against Kate's skin. "Let me make you feel good, Katie," he breathed, his hand moving down her side slowly to stroke her thigh. "Hunter will be home soon, he'll give you a massage and rub all the aches out of you while you're squirming on the bed under my touches..."

You: Kate let out a soft, shuddering breath as Sebastian touched her thigh, her legs parting slightly for him. "Yes, please, Bas," she murmured, already starting to feel her body getting warmed up. She might usually be a little bit embarrassed by how little Sebastian had to touch her to get her going, but with all the hormones she had going on, she was just willing to accept it. "Touch me."

Stranger: Sebastian grinned, looking up at Kate through his eyelashes. He loved how sensitive she was. She'd always been so receptive to his and Hunter's touches, but since being pregnant that had all amplified, and all Sebastian had to do was brush his hand against her thigh and she'd be soaked. "You don't have to ask again," he hummed, removing whatever clothing she had on the lower half of her body and tossing it aside, his eyes darkening as he spread her legs and settled between them. "This is a sight I will never tire of," he sighed dreamily.

You: Kate shifted her hips to allow him to get her clothing off, beyond ready to have nothing between her and Sebastian's touches; she had considered stripping herself down and just having herself on display for them when they got home, but ultimately she had decided to make Sebastian and Hunter do the work of undressing her. She let her legs part for him, looking down at him with a soft groan. "Yeah, you better never tire of it," she teased, feeling herself leaking more arousal.

Stranger: Sebastian let out a soft laugh, moving his hand inbetween her thighs and letting his thumb rub between her folds. "I know for a fact Hunter never will, either. Or your tits. Or your mouth. Or your eyes. Or any of you, really. We both talked once, to see if there was any part of your body we didn't like. We couldn't think of anything," he admitted, shrugging a little before placing a tender kiss to her inner thigh. "This is definitely one of my favorite parts though..." he whispered, keeping his eyes on Kate as he moved his kisses to the right spot between her thighs.

You: Kate moaned softly as Sebastian started to rub her, her hips trying to roll against his hand to get more of his touch. "Mm... good. Though, pretty sure my mouth can be a good thing and a bad thing," she teased. "Especially when you two do something stupid." She let out a sigh as Sebastian kissed her thigh, laying her head back against the pillows. "Ooh..." she breathed out, groaning softly.

Stranger: "The way you suck cock makes up for it," Sebastian half-teased, his eyes widening as he watched her already begin to squirm on the bed, desperate for more before Sebastian had even properly started. "God, you're so incredibly horny and sensitive, baby..." he mumbled, placing a soft kiss to her clit before his tongue poked out, flicking over the soft nub whilst the rest of his mouth sucked around it.

You: Kate groaned as she heard Sebastian's words, feeling herself clenching around nothing. "Mm... I told you I was in the mood, Bas. Blame this baby," she mumbled. She took in a sharp gasp as she felt his tongue against her clit, her hips moving needily. "Oh god, yes," she moaned.

Stranger: "I'm definitely not complaining," Sebastian whispered as he pulled away momentarily, before reattaching his lips to her pussy, kissing and lapping at it eagerly, soft moans escaping his own lips as he tasted her arousal.

You: Kate let out a soft whine when Sebastian pulled away, the sound turning into a moan when his mouth returned to her pussy. "Mm... feels so good, Bas," she breathed out.

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SaB Series

Werewolf!Taehyung x Mate!Reader

Chapter 5.

Warnings : Pregnant Smut, Fingering, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Jungkook x Reader (Kind Of), Jerking Off (Jungkook), Lactation Kink, Pregnancy Kink, Werewolf!Tae, Werewolf!Jungkook

The forest was quiet as you step gingerly into the running stream, the water lapping at your ankles as you sigh at the refreshing feeling. You could hear running paws in the distance, a smile sneaking its way on to your face as you hold your eight month pregnant belly. The word gigantic could not even describe how big you were now. It was getting difficult to do almost everything and you still got up and fed the babies, made food for everyone and doing everything you could for the pack. Even though, they would consistently tell you not to and just rest. You were so grateful that Taehyung was home you didn't care about being tired or worn out. You could hear the howls of the pack getting closer to you as you sit on a large up-facing rock letting the water cool the skin of your feet. Your ankles were swollen and this really seemed to help.

“Aigo!” Taehyung yells loudly behind you as he puts on a pair of shorts. “Look at my princess.” He cries happily.

“You’re in a good mood!” You say with a laugh. He smirks as his bare feet enter the water.

“How could I not be when you’re glowing with my children inside you.” You laugh loudly throwing your head back as Taehyung wraps his arms around you. He nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck before sighing happily.

“The pups are on an all out war with Hoseok and Jin right now. They cry every time they’re held by them.” Taehyung whispers to you. You giggle as you watch the rest of the pack put on shorts that were left by a tree at the beginning of the forest. Jungkook looks over at you and waves with one arm as the other supports Baekhyeon.

“Kookie loves Baekhyeon so much.” You say with a smile, Taehyung hums in agreement as he rubs your belly.

“Shouldn’t you be laying in bed? I thought I told you to stay off your feet with these three troublemakers inside you.” You fight the urge to roll your eyes as he stares down at you.

“I just wanted to take a walk. I don’t like being bed ridden all the time.” Taehyung nods understandingly before looking towards your house.

“Shall we leave the pups with the guys for just a little while longer?” He asks playfully, you couldn’t say no to that face. You give him a nod before he whisks you off your feet. You gasp at the feeling before holding on to his neck.

“I thought with you being so pregnant you would get to go out and show it off but it’s not really like that, is it? You can barely walk anywhere.” You smack his shoulder before laughing making him smirk down at you as he takes confident strides towards your house.

“Do you think we had the babies too soon?” You ask him, he tilts his head and furrs his eyebrows in confusion.

“Too soon? Why do you say that, my love?” You purse your lips as you ponder the thought.

“I just mean... We can only have so many right? When do you think we’ll stop having babies?” Taehyung stops for a second and leans against a tree to his right as he contemplates the question.

“Hmm, I don't know. When is enough, enough is what you’re asking right?” You nod and he chuckles to himself.

“When my cock falls limp and can no longer get up.” He starts to walk again as you both laugh.

“You’re silly.” You mutter putting your head back as a breeze blows through the forest.

“You’re beautiful.” Taehyung counters before smiling down at you, his blue eyes boring holes into yours as he smiles widely.

"I was thinking lately that you've been neglecting me." You whisper to your mate, Taehyung stops before raising an eyebrow.

"Neglecting? Watch what you say baby. You might bruise the Alpha ego." You chuckle before pulling his neck down to yours.

"You've been neglecting my aching pussy, Alpha. I'm so big you can't handle me anymore?" You ask playfully before biting your lip. Taehyung growls at your words.

"Excuse me?" He asks setting you down on your swollen feet. You rub your belly in front of him before pouting.

"I'm such a big girl you can't handle me anymore, Alpha? Is that what's wrong?" Taehyung bites his lip looking you over, the way your shirt rides up from being too small letting Taehyung peak at your engorged skin and black veins. The way your breasts strain against the fabric of the maroon short sleeve top begging to be let free.

"You're saying things that hold a lot of weight to them. Continue like that and you're getting fucked in this forest, you dirty little thing. I’ve been trying to be polite since you have all these pups in you." Taehyung growls lowly as you raise the hem of your shirt farther up letting your swollen belly button peak out. He groans biting his lip harder as his hand grazes over his shorts. The cool breeze of the day whistles through the forest reminding you where you are.

"And if I said I want you to have me here?" You ask beginning to feel playful. You always want him in you, around you, everything to do with him. So it comes as no surprise to you as the words that leave your mouth turn you on as well.

"I'd say its irresponsible to put our pups inside in such a precarious situation." Taehyung whispers walking towards you, his muscles flexing and jutting through his tan skin with every step. You count your blessing everyday that this man was yours and yours alone. His hands reach out for your big belly. He rubs in sensuous circles as he presses his lower stomach to yours. Taehyung looks around before spotting a fallen tree a few feet away.

"Take this shirt off." He tugs at your maroon shirt and you oblige. His mouth watering as he is faced with a lacy pink bra, your milk laden tits sagging against the fabric as your nipples begin to bead with milk as they hit the cooler air.

"You wanted to get fucked out here, didn't you bitch?" Taehyung asks. His thumbs gliding over your pert areolas. You mewl for him as he undoes your bra.

"What if someone comes out and sees?" You ask coming to your senses.

"Then they'll get a show." Taehyung tugs your arm as you walk in tandem towards the tree stump.

"Sit down and suck on my cock like the good mommy you are." Taehyung reaches behind your back undoing your bra, watching them bounce to freedom. He licks his lips hungrily as you sit on the tree stump. Your legs opening slightly to accommodate the three growing babies inside you.

"Such a pregnant minx." Taehyung murmurs taking your nipples in between his fingers and rolling them watching as milk squirts out onto his tan legs. A shiver runs down his spine as you grip the elastic band of his shorts before pulling them down. His angry red cock greeting your eyes as it spews precum.

"Alpha." You whisper before tonguing a circle around the head of his cock and bobbing your head down.

"Good girl." Taehyung moans loudly, his moans ricocheting off the trees as echos envelope the forest. Someone will hear you fucking, whether it be Taehyung's pack or another and it makes him excited.

"My pregnant little cum slut dying to be fucked while my pups lay in waiting to be born." He caresses your cheek as you hollow your cheeks out before going back down on him giving flat licks to the base of his cock. You moan as he begins to milk you once more. Your milk dripping down onto your belly as your pussy becomes drenched with desire for your mate.

"I'm going to bed you over this tree and fuck you like the little pregnant slut you are, wouldn't you like that?" Taehyung asks as you feel a constant pulsing of desire in your now swollen cunt. You moan in agreement to his words as you begin to massage his balls. Taehyung's head lulls back as you suck him to the base. You've gotten so good at sucking his cock you know exactly what he wants and when he wants it.

"What a good little cum slut you are." Taehyung praises you as you place your hand under your belly to support yourself. Taehyung notices this and pulls himself out of your mouth.

"Heavy?" He asks crouching taking a nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking your areola before suckling for his pups milk. His hands fall under your belly holding up the engorged skin. He growls against you as he relishes in the taste. You moan putting your head back, a breeze blowing your hair wildly in the wind. Taehyung pulls away only to lavish at your other breast. His fingers finding their way underneath your short in the front, long in the back black skirt.

“Even in this forest, with all these smells around I can still smell how soaked you are for me.” Taehyung murmurs against your skin, your chest beginning to rise and fall rapidly from panting.

“Taehyung.” You moan out as his fingers glide over your damp grey boyshorts. “Sexy little pregnant thing.” He mumbles pulling away from you.

“Lift.” He tells you hooking his fingers into the sides of your underwear. You do as told, the cold breeze making you gasp as your wet pussy meet the air.

“Look at how humongous you are. How swollen with my children you are. You are gorgeous.” He holds his hands out to help you up, you get to your feet and he twirls his index finger.

“Turn for me, baby.” Taehyung lifts up your skirt watching how your thighs and ass muscles flex as you bend over the tree stump, your fingers clutching at the knots of the tree.

“It’s almost inhumane how fucking good you look impregnated.” You bite your lip in anticipation as you wait for him, your pussy high up in the air waiting to be demolished by your mate. Taehyung takes his time, crouching down behind you naked before running a flat lick over your cunt. He moans against you tasting your salty, musky fluids.

“You want to be fucked?” Taehyung asks fingering at your swollen clit, you whimper out giving him a ‘Yes.’

“How badly do you want me to fuck this aching cunt?” He asks lowly, his voice dripping with lust as he peers through your legs at your dissented stomach. He watches as you shift on your hands, your belly swaying with your every movement.

“I want you to fuck me so badly, I want to feel you in my pregnant pussy!” You beg making him smirk.

“Good girl.” An arm snakes around you as he stands rubbing your belly, his fingers gripping at the skin as he readies himself behind you.

“You’re so short.” Taehyung says with a laugh before effortlessly picking you up by your hips taking you off your feet. Your arms scream out in pain as you hold the front of your weight.

“Tae, I don’t think I can-” He looks over and notices how strained your small arms are before sighing and setting you down.

“Okay.” He whispers before looking around his forest and thinking. He spots a large tree close by. He turns you around before hooking his hands underneath your ass and hauling you upwards. You wrap your legs around his waist and he arches his back watching out for the belly. He walks over confidently towards the large tree, your back suddenly meeting the rough bark.

“I can’t wait any longer.” He whispers as the top of your back and shoulders rely on the tree as he pulls away slightly.

“Fuck me! Please!” You beg him feeling your arousal drip down your thighs. He gives you a feral smile before grasps his cock underneath you. He aligns the thick head to your opening before his eyes harden over.

“Sexy little fucking cum bucket you are. So willing to fuck me when you’re about to give birth. You’re such a dirty little girl.” You moan loudly as he enters you to the hilt. His pubic bone smacking into your clit with a growl.

“I love when you fuck me!” Taehyung smirks as you grip at his shoulders.

“You do? You love it?” He counters pulling out of you and snapping his hips in hard making your back scrape against the bark of the tree. You close your eyes at both the pain and the pleasure.

“Yes!” Taehyung minds your belly as he folds your legs up higher. The bottom of your pregnant belly bumping upward with each thrust. It wasn't the most comfortable position but Taehyung knew you were enjoying it just with the moans you were eliciting for him.

"You're so nice and big for me. Walking around in this forest with my children making you heavy." Taehyung's hands clutch at the cheeks of your ass as he rams into you, your nails digging into his skin as you hold on to him for dear life.

"Such a tight, wet cunt all for me." With every thrust you feel the head of his cock brushing against that pleasurable spot making your body shake with pleasure.

"Tell me what you love." Taehyung whispers, his bottom lip disappearing into his mouth as he watches beads of milk drip from your nipples coating your massive belly.

"I-I love when you destroy my pussy. I love how big I am and how you want to fuck more babies into me all the time!"

"I bet you do, you love walking around with my pups inside you, letting it known that you have a man who keeps you so well plugged." Your eyes roll back as he fucks you quicker, your breasts heaving upwards as Taehyung groans loudly. You can hear howls from deep within the forest making Taehyung stop thrusting.

"I think we have an audience." He whispers, you look around before seeing a bush shake. Taehyung chuckles before pulling out of you, his large cock visibly pulsing as he sets you onto your feet. You watch biting your lip at how your pussy juices run over his balls and drip towards the ground. Taehyung snarls loudly at the bush, his canines dropping as his body begins to shake with feral fervor You've never seen this before but you can't say you weren't turned on by it.

"Then get out here if you're going to be a nuisance!" Taehyung yells towards the bush. Jungkook emerges from the bush sheepishly in his shorts, his lust laden eyes roaming over your pregnant body. Taehyung strokes at his cock.

"Stay or don't stay. I'll be having my woman anyway." He calls to Kookie as he pulls you into a kiss, you push against his chest embarrassed as his fingers graze your soaked thighs.

"Let the kid watch.” He whispers against your lips. You look over at Jungkook who leans against a tree, his face a pinkish color as he watches Taehyung rub his hands over your belly. Taehyung sits down on a large rock near him pulling your hand.

“Come here.” Taehyung says calling Jungkook forward. You watch as Jungkook’s abs flex and contort against his skin as he does as he’s told. Taehyung pulls you by your hips over his legs as you look him in the eyes. He gives you a small smile before stroking his cock.

“It’s okay, baby. Pretend like Kookie isn’t even here.” Taehyung’s fingers begin to make small circles over your clit and you can’t help but moan for him.

“Good girl.” He praises you as he pulls you closer to him, your belly smacking into his chest.

“Sit on my cock.” He aligns the thick head of his cock to your entrance once more. You sit down on him, your head falling back as you let out a sob of pleasure.

“Ride me, baby. Please me.” Taehyung whispers leaning forward and giving small kisses all over your chest and belly. You begin to ride him, his cock shuttering within you as you both let out moans for each other.

“Fuck!” Taehyung moans gripping at your sides. “Isn’t she such a sexy pregnant thing.” Jungkook opens his mouth to speak and you whimper out as Taehyung rubs your clit with his thumb.

“So fucking full of my cock and my children. Tell Jungkook how much you love my babies in you.” Taehyung gives small licks at your belly as you bounce on him.

“I love when he fucks his babies into me! I love feeling so big with him babies.” You moan out not meeting eyes with Jungkook.

“Shit.” Jungkook curses, his shorts betraying him as his erection reaches its full mast.

“I love when I walk around and can’t see my feet, only Taehyung’s babies.” Taehyung growls at your words as he feels his balls tightening.

“You love it, don’t you my girl? You love when I fuck your aching cunt, feeling my hot cum drip inside you.” Your moans beginning to get louder as the familiar feeling of your orgasm approaches.

“How does she look, Kook?” Taehyung asks trying to keep his oncoming orgasm at bay. Jungkook blushes as you look over at him.

“Noona, looks beautiful so pregnant all the time. It makes me want to blow a load.” Jungkook admits making Taehyung chuckle.

“See, baby. You drive men crazy with that belly of yours.” The feeling of foreign eyes watching you as you ride Taehyung makes you hornier, it was a new feeling you couldn’t help but love. You begin to squeeze your nipples, milking them for your audience making Taehyung groan loudly.

“Just like that baby, show Jungkook what a good fucking mommy you are.” You whimper out as your legs get tired. Your riding beginning to stagger. Taehyung thanks you mentally as he was about to blow his load.

“Why doesn’t Jungkook hold you up while I fuck you? How does that sound?” Jungkook goes wide-eyed at Taehyung.

“I-I can?” You could hear the hopefulness in his voice. Taehyung brushes some hair off your sweaty forehead.

“Can he, baby? It’s up to you, mommy.” Taehyung responds before sucking some milk from your tits. He moans at the taste as you run your fingers through his hair.

“Okay.” You whisper feeling confident in front of Jungkook. You stand up, Taehyung’s hands helping you out as your legs feel wobbly. Jungkook swallows before approaching.

“This is a one time thing, Kook. Don’t get your hopes up.” Taehyung tells his pack member. Jungkook nods earnestly before smiling at you. You smile back at him as Taehyung stands.

“Doesn’t he look just like a baby?” Taehyung asks ruffling Jungkook’s hair. Jungkook’s face sours as Taehyung talks about him in such a way.

“Should he feed at your breast like a baby?” You look over at Jungkook whose brow unfurrows before smiling.

“I’d love to.” He growls, he advances at you before Taehyung’s hand presses firmly on Kook’s chest.

“One time thing.” He reminds him.

“Yeah, yeah.” Jungkook mumbles shoving Taehyung’s hand out of the way. Jungkook sniffs your chest before growling loudly.

“Your milk smells so sweet.” His full lips encase your nipple and you bite your lip trying not to moan at the unfamiliar feeling. The way Kookie’s tongue caresses your nipple as his lips tug at your areola make you feel weak.

“You can moan baby, it’s okay.” Taehyung whispers crouching down. He knew you were his and his only, a simple suckle of your milk by his own pack member couldn’t change that. You moan loudly as Taehyung begins to tongue as your pussy from behind you, your cunt fluid seeming over his chin and down his cheeks as his tongue prods at your clit.

“Oh my God!” You moan as Jungkook’s warm hands caress your large belly. Jungkook growls loudly as he drinks your milk. His free hand milking your other nipple as he closes his eyes. Taehyung pulls away two fingers pumping into your cunt from behind as he watches Jungkook love on you. Taehyung’s wolf begins to get protective seeing how he rubs at your belly so lovingly.

“Back off.” Taehyung barks out fingering at your g-spot, his wolf calming down as you moan his name. Jungkook whimpers gently as he pulls away from you.

“Hold her up.” Taehyung mumbles pulling his fingers from you before licking them clean. Jungkook steps behind you hoisting you up effortlessly as he presses his back against a tree.

“Look at how her cunt drips for me.” Taehyung tells Jungkook as the forest floor’s dry dirt is now dark brown from your wetness.

“Such a horny little minx.” Jungkook replies making Taehyung chuckle.

“Hold her steady. She wriggles a lot.” Taehyung whispers before leaning in and kissing you. You moan into the kiss as he enters you. The feeling of Jungkooks arms under your knees as he holds you up makes you hornier than before.

“Take his cock out for him.” You tell Taehyung, Taehyung stills inside you as he tilts his head.

“What?” He asks, “I want to feel his cock on my ass.” You whimper out putting your head back into the crook of Jungkook’s neck. Taehyung lets out a throaty laugh before ripping Jungkook’s shorts from his body.

“Happy? You pregnant little minx?” You bite your lip as Taehyung begins to forcefully fuck you. Jungkook’s hands gripping tighter at your legs as he spreads them wider for Tae. The head of Jungkook’s cock begins to prod at your asshole making you whimper.

“Look at how this belly looks while I fuck you.” Taehyung tells you as he rubs your belly. His fingers dancing over the black veins as he bites his bottom lip.

“I love it when you fuck my pussy!” You call out to him, moaning all the while. You can hear Jungkook’s heavy breathing in your ear driving you mad. His fingertips digging into your skin deeper as your thigh muscles begin to scream.

“Milk her titties, hyung. I want to see her milk.” Jungkook whispers, not knowing if he should add his thoughts to his Alpha’s sexual experience.

“I should, shouldn’t I? Milk it all out of her and watch her titties begin to make more milk for my pups.” He rolls your nipples between his fingertips making you moan loudly as streams of milk shoot out towards his chest.

“Good girl. You know how to please me so.” Taehyung whispers as he continues hi unrelenting fucking. You turn your head, your tongue peaking out as you take Jungkook’s ear lobe in between your teeth.

“Noona!” Jungkook moans loudly as you graze the tip of your tongue over his lobe.

“Isn’t she so ready to please, Kook?” “Can I stroke his cock?” You ask your mate, Taehyung growls loudly as his hands begin to caress your bump once more. He closes his eyes in pleasure as each thrust begins to smack into your cervix opening.

“Go ahead.” He whispers gripping at your belly flesh. You reach under you taking Jungkook’s cock into your hand and pumping it.

“Oh my God!” Jungkook moans throwing his head back against the tree.

“You got so lucky today, didn’t you Kookie? All because this pregnant little bitch decided to ask Alpha for his big cock.” You practically sob as Taehyung gathers your juices onto his thumb and rubbing your clit.

“I want you to cum all over my cock. Show Jungkook who’s pregnant pussy this is. Cream all over me baby.” You moan jerking Jungkook off faster.

“Oh! Noona! I’m going to cum if you keep doing that!” Jungkook moans for you. Taehyung growls loudly slamming into you repeatedly as he feels your cunt beginning to pulse around him.

“Tell me how much you love my cock.” Taehyung barks out to you. Your head swimming with all different emotions as you look into your mates eyes.

“I love how big and thick your cock is! I love when you batter my pregnant cunt to no end! I want to give birth just so you get me pregnant again!” You moan lowly as Jungkook’s nails cut into your skin as he grips your legs for dear life.

“I can feel you wanting to cum for me. You pregnant little bitch, you’re going to cream on my cock, aren’t you? Show Kookie how badly you want more pups in your womb.” Your moans turning louder as your stomach tightens, whimpers emitting from Jungkook as you rub your thumb over the head of his cock.

“Noona.” Jungkook whispers wantonly, his cock beginning to pulse in your palm. Taehyung’s eyes roll back as he feels his balls tighten.

“Such a pretty little pregnant slut. Milking me of my cum. Milk me dry, baby girl. Milk me.” Taehyung whispers as a sheen sweat envelopes his body.

“I’m going to cum!” You whine loudly, tears spilling over your cheeks as you grit your teeth.

“Cum for me, bitch. Cum all over my cock.” You give off one final moan, moaning Taehyung’s name as you cum around him. Your cunt squirting your cream all over Taehyung’s stomach and legs.

“Fuck, yes. Good girl! Milk me baby!” Taehyung praises you as your vision goes white. Your hand stutters pumping Jungkook.

“Noona, I’m cumming. Fuck, keep going!” You pump Jungkook’s cock quicker as he barks out. A low snarl releasing from his lips as your ass begins to get coated in his cum.

“Oh shit!” Jungkook curses sagging against the tree.

“Hold her up!” Taehyung barks out as he grips at your hips.

“I want these pups out. I want more inside you.” Taehyung moans as his cock begins to pulse.

“I’m so close, baby.” Taehyung alerts you. You gasp for air as you watch him bulldoze his cock inside you, your cervix beginning to ache as you come down from your own high.

“I want you to cum all over my womb. I want to feel you cumming for me and my big belly.” Taehyung growls loudly, the noise echoing through the forest. You begin to tweak your nipples for him, your milk mixing with your cum on his stomach.

“Fuck!” Taehyung yells as he orgasms, he moans loudly as ropes of his cum fill your womb and pussy.

“Such a sexy bitch you are.” Taehyung caresses your cheek as his knot inflates. Jungkook lets out a shaky sigh as you press yourself fully into him. He nuzzles at your cheek and Taehyung growls.

“Watch it, Kook. She isn’t yours.” Jungkook nods meekly before kissing your temple.

“Thank you, noona.” You give him a tired thumbs up making him chuckle. Taehyung’s knot inflates fully as the three of you stand in the forest.

“Wow!” You hear Jimin call from the tree line. All three heads whipping over to look at him. He stands there with his cock in hand, his cum dripping over his knuckles. Jungkook laughs loudly throwing his head back against the tree. Taehyung snorts as he rubs your belly.

“Fun?” He calls to Jimin. Jimin nods happily before looking you over and smirking.

“Y/N. You’re beautiful, by the way!” Jimin gives you a thumbs up before wiping his hand with his shorts and walking back towards the shared house. You look over at Taehyung embarrassed.

“No worries baby, he’s already seen you naked. Remember?” Referencing the pups births. You nod before groaning at his knot.

“Just a bit longer and then I’ll take you home for a nice bath.” He looks over at Jungkook as Jungkook cleans your ass with his ripped shorts.

“You can let her go. I got it.” Taehyung holds you up with ease as Jungkook sneaks away from you both.

“Catch you later, Noona. Hyung.” Jungkook walks away and you look over at Taehyung with a giggle. Taehyung bends down and kisses your large belly before starting to walk towards your home.

“I had so many plans for today but nothing like that.” Taehyung says stepping over strewn branches and leaves. You look up at him as he rubs your back.

“Like what?” You ask tilting your head tiredly.

“You’ll see.” He whispers looking down at his shorts pocket and looking at the small box that was jutting out of the fabric.

“Now I’m curious.” You say with a giggle as you close your eyes tiredly. Taehyung looks you over before laughing.

“Don’t be curious. Just let things plays out, you’ll find out eventually.” You were his in every way already and he knew this but that box in his pants solidifies everything.

“You’ll see.” He whispers as your house appears in view.

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