#Jeff would totally be a good dad

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Jeff: I want my daughter to be kind but I also want her to know she can throat punch someone if she needs to.

[billthedrake]

MY SON THE PORN STAR (PART FIVE)

I tried not to go wild. I still was married and still had my normal corporate guy life in Kansas City.

But doing porn turned out to be addictive. It was the combination of a deep exhibitionist streak I was discovering in myself and the access to incredibly hot men willing to suck me or get fucked by my big tool. It made me feel like a total stud... less middle-aged, I guess.

And work trips were the perfect cover. I really was doing the road warrior thing for my company, so I wasn't lying to Kate THAT much. But I did sometimes add a night to my travels.

Like the week after Easter. I had a business trip to Denver, but I added an extra evening and squeezed in a quick connector flight to San Francisco on my dime with miles. Muscle Pup Mike, my son's friend and escort/pornstar buddy, set me up with a versatile OnlyFans star there. I shot two scenes with him, actually, one oral, one with me masked as we had a nice, long 50-minute fuck scene. I didn't feel a deep chemistry with Kevin, aka "Jeff Reed," but I felt a deep chemistry with the two cameras that were on us. Besides, sex with a muscular 28-year-old hunk was hard to beat.

Turns out, the next night would beat it. I flew to Denver bright and early in the morning and had my sales meeting all day. I was rolling my business-style carry on into my hotel room right around dinner. I undid my tie and sat down to unlace my shoes before calling Kate to check in.

Yeah, I felt pretty bad knowing I was stepping out behind her back. I'd deal with that guilt later. Either stopping porn cold turkey or making a break or separation with my wife. At this point I wasn't ready to do either.

I wasn't a frequent poster, but managed a video every 2-3 weeks. And I had a growing following of fans willing to pay a modest subscription for just that. Sure, I got some comments complaining that I never took my mask off, but apparently I had the body and blond-furred looks a lot of guys went for. And my cock size helped - a lot. I was careful about not talking on camera, or I just edited those parts out, but I'd learned to be verbal with my grunts, to show appreciation for my sucker/bottom and to let viewers get that thrill. It worked.

I sat, alone in that quiet hotel room, thinking just how wild my double life had become, and I fiddled with my phone again. Chicago was an hour ahead and now would probably be a good time to call. I pulled up Travis's contact and FaceTimed him.

"Hey Dad," my son greeted.

"Hey," I said, leaning back and feeling my boner ride up in the crotch of my trousers. "I didn't catch you at a bad time, I hope?"

"Nah," he said. "Just getting back from the gym." Indeed, he had a workout zip-up on and I could see the familiar kitchen from his condo in the back.

"All sweaty?" I teased.

That got a laugh out of my son. He was surprised how horny I was sometimes, how much I'd leaned into this weird affair we had going on. "Something like that. How'd your shoot go?"

"Real well," I replied. "Kevin is a real professional. Made it easy."

"Just a professional?" Travis asked, with a teasing smile on his cute face.

"Just fucking," I said. "Not a ton of chemistry, I'm afraid, but I think I got some good footage for the next two vids." I'd always sent Travis the digital files via encryption, and he did the editing magic on the material. As amazing as my son was at being on-screen talent, he also had a knack for making great porn behind the camera.

"Don't take this the wrong way, Dad," he said. "But I think you're a natural adult performer."

I smiled. "Is that what the kids call it?" I joked.

That made my son laugh. I loved seeing and hearing his laugh. "OK... you're a natural porn star, Dad.... You know, it's really hot to say that. I get so hard watching you perform, you know."

My throat got dry. Travis knew how to work me up. "Jesus, Trav. You have no idea how much I've watched your videos."

That made my son laugh again, those dimples forming. "I have a pretty good idea, Dad. You've told me before."

"I lied," I teased. "I figured if I told you the real number, you'd get freaked out."

"Turned on is more like it, Dad," Travis said. "Why don't you show me how much you like em. You hard now?"

"Rock hard," I said. I turned the phone down to show off the rod forming a ridge in my trousers.

"Fuck," Travis hissed. "My dad has a real porn star dick. I have a shoot in a couple of hours. I'll definitely be thinking of your cock."

"Who's it with?" I asked. This was the wild phase Trav and I were at now. Father and son, lovers, flirts, and professional colleagues in the adult entertainment business.

"Bud and Spike," he said. I recognized the screen names of two muscle daddies from Dallas, into the more hardcore stuff.

I made a wince of an expression. "Go easy with those guys, buddy," I said. "For real." I felt strangely protective of my son. Which was weird, because in general he was the one looking out for me as I began doing porn more regularly.

Travis smiled. "I will, Dad. Promise. We're planning a more vanilla scene than they normally do." He gave me a wink. "Listen, I gotta go get ready, actually."

"All right, buddy," I said. I wished we had time for some phone sex because just talking to Travis was turning me on big time. "I can't wait to see your scene. And I'll be in Chicago in a couple of weeks. We'll catch up then, OK?"

"You bet, Dad," he said. "Love ya."

"Love ya, too, Big Guy."

We hung up.

I let out a hiss of air. I was horny now. Turns out "Jeff Reed" hadn't drained me. I did have a back up idea. There was some University of Colorado kid who'd been emailing me on the anon account Travis set up for me and linked to my OnlyFans. Call me a narcissist, but I'd been eating up the fan mail, and something about this college dude Bryan won me over. Maybe it was the pics he sent. Cute as fuck, brown haired, boy-next-door looks. And the nude pics that showed a surprisingly built body for a college kid - either a jock or someone who hit the college gym regularly. Smooth body with just a dusting of a treasure trail, creamy white skin, washboard abs, hard cock, amazing bubble ass.

Or maybe it was the request that I hit him up if I was ever in the Denver area.

So far I'd only done pro-amateur porn stars in the OF circuit my son and MusclePup Mike worked in. Some of it was the self-justification that it wasn't fully emotional cheating, just porn I was doing. Some of it was caution. All the arrangements went through Mike and because of my mask, no one knew my identity.

But I was horny now and sent this Bryan kid a message. I didn't expect a reply, but it was worth a shot. I set down my phone and undressed to take a quick shower. It was only 6:30, but it had been a long day.

There was a message waiting for me. "God yes, man," Bryan wrote. "I could be there in about an hour and a half," he wrote. Then almost nervously, there was a follow up. "God, I must seem overly eager. But fuck you're so hot. Let me know what works for you."

"How bout 8:30?" I typed back and gave my hotel name and room number. I wanted to get some food in me.

"Awesome. Yeah. See you soon," came the almost immediate reply.

I had only business casual clothes packed, so I got dressed to grab a bite at a restaurant near my hotel. I got back to my room with about ten minutes to spare. I brushed my teeth and checked my appearance in the mirror. I wasn't crazy about getting older, I had to admit, but I could see the "DILF" look that Travis and Mike were always raving about. Well-preserved was the expression, I suppose.

I was actually a little nervous when I heard the knock. I had no business fooling around with a guy like this. Not making a porn vid but actually having a cheating hook up. The messed up thing is that most guys would consider the videos a worse infraction, but this felt naughtier in a way.

Bryan looked great. Better than great. He was cuter than his pictures, and I think his nerves made him more attractive to me. He forced a smile but was shaking.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I smiled. "Come in, bud."

He was shorter than me, and his size made his collegiate muscle look more compact on his build. Maybe not collegiate wrestler exactly, but definitely that wrestler body type. A little thick, even. MusclePup Mike would have called him a twunk.

"I didn't know what you'd look like," Bryan said softly. His gray eyes were taking me in.

I remembered now he'd never seen me outside of my videos, all masked up. "You came over anyway," I observed.

"Oh yeah," he enthused. "You're my favorite porn star, hands down." He blushed but didn't stop gushing. "You probably know this... I guess most guys don't pay to watch your videos, but I subscribed to your site so I could email you."

"For real?" I laughed.

"Yeah," Bryan replied, that nervous smile growing bigger. "You're not on Twitter or Insta," he explained. His eyes swept up and down my frame. "God, you're even hotter in person. I knew you'd be hot, but... wow."

I was eating up his flattery. "You're not so bad yourself, buddy... bring it in..." I held up my arms to gesture him to come in for a kiss. He did. He was nervous and that turned me on for some reason. But once we started making out, Bryan got real into it, meeting my tongue with his, before practically sucking me into his mouth.

His hands were feeling it up, tentatively at first, then all over. He chuckled as he pulled back so he could feel me up better. I stood there and let his hands roam over my button-down shirt and the gym-toned muscle underneath. At that moment I was VERY glad for the personal trainer Travis set me up with.

"I hope you don't mind my saying," Bryan said, "But it's so wild to be with a porn star."

"Don't mind at all, buddy," I hissed. I was now experiencing the other thrill of doing porn. I knew I was into the exhibitionism of it all, but now I was feeling the hero worshop, the adoration of a young guy like this. I was rock hard.

He gulped as I reached down to undo my khakis, unzipping them and reaching in to haul out my dong. "I guess you really like my cock, then, huh?" I growled.

This wasn't me. At least it wasn't Brad Connors. Married father of three. Road warrior corporate guy. But being MaskedDaddy gave me the sexual confidence and freedom to be someone else.

"Fuck yeah," Bryan gasped as he saw my prick. "That cock's so fucking big..." His eyes were wide, taking in my size before he looked up at me. "OK, if I touch it?"

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't, buddy," I said. "That's why you came over isn't it?"

He nodded, like a chastised kid. Then tentatively he stepped in again and reached forward, like he was afraid of being branded by a hot poker. But once his fingers made contact, the hesitation was gone. The college dude circled his fingers and round me, griping my hardon and gently stroking a couple inches of it to get a feel of the girth and heft. "You don't know how much I've jerked off to your videos," he said. "I wasn't gonna admit to that you, but fuck...." His voice was heavy in his ragged breathing but still had that frat-bro collegiate kind of tone.

"I think we talked about you sucking that dick," I grunted. In our texts, Bryan had offered a blow job, and his presence now was making me really want this. In a surprising way, his realness was making me click with the college kid more than I did with a megahot porn star. Maybe it was the opposite of what Bryan was feeling, where he was living out his porn dream.

"Yeah," he nodded. But he gave me a sheepish shrug. "I, um, don't have a lot of experience."

I patted his cheek. "Give it your best, bud. Please. Daddy's really fucking horny." Yep, this was porn me talking, but it was the magic words for Bryan, who couldn't get down on his knees fast enough.

The young stud actually whimpered as he pulled my dick to his face and began licking it. It was slobbery and impetuous, and his attempt to take me into mouth was more urgent than skilled.

"Easy, buddy..." I urged as he choked a little on my size. "Daddy's got a big cock... take your time."

He nodded and moaned around my prick, flashing those gray eyes up, a little teary. Fuck.

I wouldn't say he got the hang of, but he got a lot more comfortable. Slowly, he sucked me, a few inches at a time, working up the focus to get an extra one back into his throat. The young dude was so excited to blow me, and I was loving this. Slowly I stroked his hair and encouraged him. "That's it, sport... you don't need the training wheels do ya? You go right for the big ones. OH FUCK, that feels nice."

"Yeah?" Bryan asked as he spit out my cock and swallowed the excess spit. I could tell he wanted to make sure he was sucking me right, but more than that he struck me as a young man who craved positive feedback in sex.

"You're doing great, buddy," I said.

There was something about this connection which was night and day different than "Jeff Reed." Bryan was a real guy, a college stud eager for me and not just playing out sex for the camera. And yet...

"You interested in filming this, Bryan? It's SO hot to watch you, buddy."

I could see two reactions in his face at once. A fearful shock at the idea. And an excitement to even consider it. "Oh man," he responded, not giving me a hint which one was the bigger emotion.

I slowly stroked my rod in front of his face, working in his spit over my dong and letting it get steel hard for his gaze. I had toyed with using viagra for my shoots, but even with my size I didn't have an issue getting real hard erections like this. I just loved sex too much.

"If it helps, I packed a spare mask," I offered.

Maybe another dude would have wondered why I had a mask with me, much less more than one mask. But Bryan had been used to seeing me in one, so maybe it just seemed normal to him.

"This is crazy," he said, his fearful look breaking into a smile.

"Is that a yes or a no?" I asked, gently tapping his cheek with my dong.

"Yes," he muttered excitedly before taking ne into his mouth once more.

I let him work me for a few seconds then pulled back. I went to my carryon back and retrieved the masks. I wouldn't need one, I suppose, but I tossed both over Bryan's way while I got my portable tripod, a compact digital camera, and a spare cameraphone, an old Iphone I used for extra handheld footage.

I was worried I was killing the mood setting everything up and fiddling with the lights. But I loved shooting porn, and if anything my dick was harder in anticipation with shooting a different kind of scene. Me with an amateur costar. Even if Bryan wasn't an experienced I just knew this would be a hot video. And if not, I'd enjoy jerking off to it.

Fortunately, Bryan seemed excited too. I could see the excitement in his eyes, even behind the mask. He'd taken his shirt off, maybe to be less identifiable but was on his knees still, hands braced on his thighs. "I can't believe I'm going to be in one of your vids," he said. Yeah, the dude was into this.

I sauntered back, my dick leading the way. "If you're not comfortable with the results, we don't have to post anything," I said, remembering how important that veto power was for my comfort level for my first vid with my son. "Otherwise, I'll take this as your consent."

"Got it," he nodded.

The second his lips touched my prick again, I let out a gasp. He looked up at me, excited, and I took in his green eyes looking up through the mask holes. I pointed the phone camera at him to capture that. I wasn't gonna shoot that angle the whole time, since I preferred to enjoy getting head instead of playing cameraman the whole time. But the snapshots of him looking up would add to the effect.

Bryan's technique wasn't better this time, but his enthusiasm had tripled, at least. I set down the phone and eased my stance back, my posture upright. I was still in my business casual attire as this horny college kid blew me. I urged him to go slower at first with a quick deep grunt.

I heard the guy moan around my meat as something relaxed in his throat and he was able to more steadily take more of my dong into his throat. Working me up and down, I reached behind his head and massaged his scalp through the mask, gently urging him deeper.

"Yes," I choked in response. "Suck me." I'd gotten pretty good at deguising my voice. Using my porn voice. "Suck Daddy."

That did it. Bryan pulled off for a quick breath, then descended all the way down. I'm a big guy, and even some of the OnlyFans studs had a hard time swallowing my sword. But they weren't feeling the crazy sexual thrill this kid was.

He held a second then it was too much, and he pulled off with a sputtering cough. I could see his eyes watering even through the mask holes.

"Sorry," he breathed, as he tried to regain composure.

"It's OK... take your time," I said in my normal voice. Travis would have to edit that out. All for the best. I gave Bryan a second to catch his breath and then I leaned down and met him for a sensual kiss.

"You're doing real good," I said. Then leaning up, I offered my hard dong again. It had gone down a little, but was still pretty heavy. "Ready for more?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah," he said, his gray eyes looking back up at me.

His mouth on me got me rock hard once more. I pulled out some to let the camera catch my full hardon, then pushed back in between his wet lips. Bryan was novice, but that was OK. I was turned on from a change of pace from the OnlyFans dudes. This was a real guy, young and eager. I let him suck and get into sucking.

"Yeah," I grunted, I ran my fingers through his hair again and took the chance to push him down on my meat some more.

Byran was up for the challenge. He grunted around my prick but his throat relaxed and swallowed more of my thickness.

I started cumming. I wanted to ride out the orgasm in his college kid's throat but instead I pulled out and shot a couple of jets onto his mask and his lips before pushing back in just a few inches to let him suckle the remaining dribbles of semen.

I caught my breath a half second then picked up the cameraphone again. I hadn't taken too much handheld footage, so now I got a good view of Bryan slurping on my sated meat, licking up and down and outright worshipping my cock. Thankfully I wasn't too sensitive after nutting, and even if I lost a little of my rigidity, my dick kept a heavy firm meatiness that looked good.

I finally pulled back and turned both cameras off. "You were amazing, buddy," I said with a smile.

Already Bryan was pulling his mask off. I was glad. The guy was real fucking cute. "Dream come true for me," he said.

I could tell he was still horned up and at full sexual arousal from servicing me. "Get on the bed, kiddo," I urged. "Lie back."

He didn't seem to know what was going on but he complied. His body was shaking some as I undid his jeans and yanked them down.

"What are we gonna do?" he asked with some apprehension. Still he raised each leg to let me pull off his jeans. And his boxers showed a thick boner beneath the cotton.

"Your turn to get off," I said, not really answering his question.

Still, Bryan nodded and hooked his thumbs in the elastic of his boxers to slide them down. I let him take them off as I stepped into the bathroom to get lube out of my toiletties bag.

Bryan was now lying back on the bed, fully naked, his creamy white muscle looking even better than I anticipated now that he was stripped nude.

"You an athlete?" I asked as I flipped open the cap on the lube.

Bryan's eyes were nervously only the lube. I think I knew what he was worried about, and a part of me enjoyed playing with his nervousness. I'll give him credit, he put on a brave face as his eyes met mine to answer me. "Yeah. Wrestling.""

My guess had been spot on. "It shows," I said. "You have an amazing body."

"Thanks," he said, watching me get on the bed, me making a show of drizzling some lube on his hardon. His dick twitched, untouched, he was so turned on. "You have more the football build."

"Baseball was my sport," I answered. "And golf. But my trainer has helped me bulk up."

"You're my fantasy," he said softly. "The whole package. None of the guys know I'm into this, though." I could read in his face that he wasn't sure if he should be getting emotionally open like this.

I patted his thigh and set down the lube on the night stand with my other hand. I was fully dress, with my cock sticking out of the fly of my khakis still. I wasn't sure I wanted to get off again, but I knew I could. Bryan was hot as fuck, and I was grooving on his clear attraction to me.

"A shame," I winked, trying to make the conversation sexy again. "Maybe you could have some fun. With you coach, too."

That got a laugh from him. Bryan had a sexy smile. "I've definitely thought of Coach. A lot."

I rubbed his legs some more more, outright caressing them now. His quads were solid as fuck, hard brawn that contrasted with the soft collegiate fur. I copped a feel of his ball sac, lightly haired and ran my fingers up the lubey length of his shaft.

"Lift your legs, bud," I urged, my tone friendly even as my words were commanding.

He got that deer in the headlights look. "I've never done this," Bryan said softly.

I had a good idea what he meant. "You a virgin?" I asked. My eyes doing their best friendly look I could manage as I played with his hard dick and his balls. Not stroking him, more exploring his rigid younger dick. Getting him excited to play more.

"For fucking, yeah..." he replied. "Sorry."

I don't think I realized till then how much I wanted to tap this hot wrestler's ass. Maybe his innocence was fueling some of my desire, too. "Not gonna do anything you're not ready for buddy," I said. "Come on, just lift your legs for Daddy."

Maybe that was the magic word, because Bryan leaned back and raised his legs up.

"You can pull em back," I instructed, taking a good look before leaning forward and crouching down.

"Holy FUCK!" the kid gasped at the first swipe of my tongue. His hair down there was light, and I enjoyed the contrast with hairier guys or even the OnlyFans dudes who shaved smooth. It was a delight to lick up and down the trench and then focus more on his tight pucker.

"Jesus," Bryan gasped. He wasn't naturally verbal, but I could tell his mind was being blown. Surprised, maybe a little ticklish but he definitely loved getting rimmed.

I pulled back. That ring was drum tight all right. It made me realize I'd never eaten out a cherry hole before. My son's certainly wasn't virgin. "Go ahead and stroke off," I urged. I relished the ability to speak in my normal voice now that the cameras were off, even as some of my Masked Daddy persona came out anyway. "I want you to come kiddo."

I watched as he excitedly gripped his boner and start to stroke it. Then I dove back in. Not just rimming but fully eating him out, munching the tightness of his asshole.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," the kid gasped. I knew his orgasm was starting. I held onto the back of his meaty thighs and even pushed back a little to angle him perfectly to got to town with my tongue and my sucking mouth.

"NMNGGH!" came the grunt of his cum. Bryan's whole body was tensing up and I knew he was giving up his load in a big way.

Indeed as I pulled back I saw that beautiful creamy white wrestler muscle sprayed with splotches of his sperm. I began licking it up off his abs and chest, saving it in my mouth before I finally met him in a kiss to share it.

The snowballing caught him by surprise but he was way into it, accepting his own cum then pushing it back into my mouth, our tongues working it back and forth and frothing it up with our own saliva.

He had a big, content smile on his face when finally parted, swallowing what little seed was left on our tongues. "I thought..." he started then stopped himself.

"I know, buddy," I said. I patted his chest gently. "I won't lie... I came THIS close to pushing your boundaries."

He nodded, emotionally raw. I could tell he half wanted me to. But only half. "I know. I don't know how, but I could tell."

His hand reached up and ran along my arm through my button down shirt. "I'll probably be kicking myself for not going all the way. But I wasn't ready," he said.

"It was all great, buddy," I assured him.

"I should go," he said. "I got a long drive back to Boulder."

I pulled back and gave him one last pat as I eyed up his nakedness one more time. Bryan was the real deal. Not a "jock" for pay. I felt a strange emotional connection even with the sexual chemistry. I'd have to process why I was feeling that.

For now, I let him up and I went to piss while he got dressed again. When I stepped back from the bathroom, he was mostly dressed again, and had a dreamy, moody expression.

"Thanks for that... fuck I don't even know your name."

"Will 'Daddy' do?" I asked with a wink.

"Guess it will have to," he said with resignation. "You've made my dream come true."

I stepped up for a final kiss, then I showed him to the hotel room door.

***

I was glad Bryan didn't sleep over. I needed a good rest and I had a busy schedule with my client visit the next day.

It felt like naughty fun messaging Bryan when I got a chance, though. It started off with "had a great time" kind of texts, but Bryan admitted how he wished he'd gone all the way.

"Maybe if you're in town again, I'll have the courage," he admitted.

"I'm in town another night if you manage to get that courage, kiddo."

There was silence on his end. Like an hour and a half before I got another text, and even then it was a half hour before I had a break after my afternoon presentation.

"Sorry," Bryan wrote. "Was in class and my prof goes apeshit if we're on our phones LOL."

I texted. "I worried I'd spooked you."

This time the reply was quicker. "Dude, you don't know how horny I've been all day. You're definitely not spooking me."

I bit my lip and looked around. I probably looked like I was doing business texts on my phone. But fuck I was getting horny too. Somehing about this Bryan kid got under my skin. "Is that a yes?" I wrote. "You gonna give me your cherry?"

I was pushing boundaries now for sure, but Bryan seemed up for it now, more than the previous night. "I wanna. Yeah."

"Daddy wants to get in your hole SO bad, buddy." Then, "I'll go easy on you."

"God yes," came his reply. "I'm hard as fuck now."

God this was gonna happen. One more boundary to push. "Will you let me fuck you on camera?"

There was a pause now. Then, "Masked?"

"As you like," I wrote, almost hoping Bryan wouldn't wear one, even if I knew he would. To coax him, I added, "I'll tell you my first name if you let me film us."

"Deal. LOL."

I looked up. Folks were filing back into the conference room. I hoped my chubbed cock wouldn't show. "I gotta go. But maybe plan for 8:30? I have a work dinner before."

"God yes. I can't believe we're going to do this."

"We're going to do it, Kiddo." I assured him. "I want you so bad."

I got a blushing emoji in return and had to smile. "All right," he wrote. "Talk later."

I went into my meeting and was able to get my mind off Bryan's creamy smooth wrestler build and his cherry hole. Somehow.

I checked my messages after we wrapped up, before heading off to a business dinner. It was close to my hotel thankfully and these things never ran late. I hoped to see a message from Bryan, but there was nothing.

I did google some instructions for preparing to bottom. With the OnlyFans guys and my own son, that routine was down pat, but a newbie like Bryan could use some guidance, and I wanted the ease and comfort of topping a clean hole. I forwarded the site to Bryan.

I held off to one glass of wine during dinner. I wanted a clear head for later. By 7:40 I'd paid the check on my corporate card and bid good night to my client contacts. I had to laugh at myself by how excited I was to get back to my hotel. I did have time to stop at an office supply store and pick up a spare small camera. I figured this scene would be worth the extra vantage point.

Bryan texted when he was on his way. I stripped down from my business clothes and hung them up in the closet. I was rock hard already, and dripping in anticipation. I hadn't felt this excited since my last time with my son. I took a quick shower and put on the plush hotel robe, tying it to cover up my midsection.

I spent the rest of the time setting up the cameras. The lighting wasn't perfect but it was enough.

The knock made me realize I was a little nervous myself. I'd gotten comfortable doing porn, maybe a little too comfortable, but taking Bryan's cherry felt like a certain responsibility. I wanted it to be an incredible experience for him, and I was realizing I was totally green when it came to easing a guy out of his virginity.

Still, the sight of him made my heart beat. He was just so fucking cute and hunky. Particularly was we realized each other was nervous.

"Hey, Daddy," he said stepping in.

"Brad," I said. "You can call me Brad. Or Daddy," I smirked.

Our kiss was soft, surprisingly soft given the act we were about to do.

"You good for his, buddy?" I asked, running my hands along his outer arms.

He nodded. "I'm nervous as hell, but I'll be kicking myself if I don't do it."

"You feel like stripping down?" I asked. "There's a mask for you on the table."

I pulled mine on and then went around made sure all the cameras were on. I was pleased to see Bryan's naked body, that thick muscle lean and compact with just a dusting of hair. God, even with that build he looked every bit the 20 year old he was. Like I say, the real deal.

And I was doubly pleased to see him throwing hard. That thick five spike standing up from his lightly furred crotch, nerves notwithstanding. I watched him pull on his mask. It was a shame the viewers wouldn't see how cute he was but his body rounded out that college jock look for sure.

I pointed the camera at him. "So... we're about to have sex for a video that will be released through OnlyFans. Do you agree for me to share what I film?"

I half expected some questions, but he just nodded. "Yes."

"Good boy," I said with a laugh. That made Bryan chuckle, too, which made me glad. "Why don't you lie on the bed, face down?"

I could sense his nervousness. Maybe he anticipated face to face for his first time. "Don't worry buddy, I'll ease you into this."

He nodded silently and then complied, walking over to the hotel bed, while I filmed him with his natural jock gait. It was hot as fuck, seeing him strut and that ass of his work. Then his full body stretching out face down.

The other cameras would get a good angle - one angled on each side nightstand, the other from behind where I stood, just a little off to the side. I held the camera phone as I stepped closer, letting the camera rove over his strong back and amazing ass, up and down his legs. Maybe more jock-worship footage than we'd use, but Travis could work his magic.

Finally, I stepped back and propped the camera phone off to the side. maybe it would work for another angle. Bryan turned back to look at me, and I got off on how his back muscle flexed with his motion. Stepping up, I ran my hands along his calves, working up the length as I climbed on the bed.

I knew I'd be in good view of the cameras now as I kissed from one side of his hamstrings to the other knotted leg. I took my time working my way up.

Bryan was ready for the rim job now. Hiking his ass up, he parted his legs enough to let me in. My hands gripped his buns and did the rest.

The college kid's sigh was deep and sexual as I began licking. I wanted to put on a show. I loved rimming a guy and sometimes felt there was never enough of it in porn videos. It was always a quick lick before the top was lining up. I went full in now, eating out Bryan for a solid five to ten minutes, alternating speed and tonguework. Sometimes Bryan relaxed and let me do my magic, sometimes he bucked up against my face to maximize the contact.

I pulled back and with a hungry growl gave him a light pat. "Turn over," I urged in my deeper voice. Spittle wetted down the chin of my mask. I really wished he and I could do it without these, but the masks allowed us to fuck on camera, both of us.

I was amazed to see Bryan's prick hard and leaking clear sap everywhere. He was majorly turned on. I pulled up enough to let the cameras get a good view of his ripped, modestly jacked body.

"How many guys have fucked you?" I asked tersely. I sure hoped the "MaskedDaddy" voice was enough fo a disguise.

Bryan didn't change his voice, but his soft response was sexy as hell. "No one yet," he said.

I leaned in and kissed him. Just enough sexual urge, and enough romantic finesse. Bryan responded in turn, sucking my tongue into his mouth and moaning against me. He was nervous, sure, but also getting the case of the major horns.

I loved this, putting on a show and yet connecting one-to-one with this fine young man. I pulled up and muttered, "nice," patting his chest. I rolled off to the side and undid my robe. My hardon bounded out and both Bryan and the camera could see my exposed body with its blond fur. I pulled him to me and we started making out again.

Silently I guided him down and the kid knew what to do. Slowly he began kissing and worshipping my big prick, wetting it down with his tongue before taking me into his mouth. Practice hadn't made perfect, but he was getting much more accustomed to my size and better at blowing me.

I was determined not to get overheated. I just lay back and enjoyed this, the sensation of Bryan's soft, slow blowjob and the view of his nakedness kneeling in front of me in servicing position.

Soon, though, it was feeling too good. I nudged him off. He came up to meet me for a kiss, taking the initiative now, until I regained the upperhand in rolling him back on his back, with me on top. I could feel his hardon against mine and the warmth from his body.

Placing my mouth at his ear, I whispered, "You like being a porn star too, dont ya kiddo?"

"Yeah," he grunted back.

I knew I needed to be a little verbal with him. If the camera picked up my words, Travis could edit them out. "You're just about the hottest guy I've ever fucked, Bry."

His body actually shivered at that. The time seemed ripe. I lifted off and leaned over to pump out some lube.

He let out a hiss of air the second my greased fingers touched his pucker but he didn't flinch. Instead he spread his legs and looked into my eyes. This was gonna be good.

I pushed a digit in. Bryan was real fucking tight. But I worked him slowly. Back and forth, in and out.

"Another," I said curtly.

"God," he hissed as I penetrated him with two fingers. It wasn't bad-uncomfortable for him, but it was certainly unfamiliar to him. We stood still eyes locked, him lying back, me between his legs. Until I started finger fucking him again. I applied more lube and fingered him some more.

Finally I pulled back and removed my robe entirely, slipping it off my body and tossing it aside. Bryan's hands were on me, excited to feel up my DILF body. I let him. Between his attention and the cameras I was getting real excited. I was the one dripping now. I caught a thick thread of precum in my fingers and brought it down to his virgin hole. I fingered him up with that too.

The third finger was slow going, but I got him to relax.

"No rubber?" I have asked and half said.

"No sir," came his excited reply.

I was gonna get blue balls soon if I didn't fuck. I scooted up and pressed my prick head in place. I pressed super slow against his ring, working against the spit-slick tightness and smearing my precum against him.

I could feel Bryan's body shake beneath me, and he looked up, a real deer-in-the-headlights look in his eyes beneath the mask. I worried if I waited longer his nerves would get the best of him. I pushed in.

"UNNH!" he whimpered loudly. I felt bad the entry hurt and bad that he was doing his bravest to pretend it didn't.

"Easy, bud..." I hissed, reaching down to run my hands along his hot body. This fine young man was giving me a major gift. My prick jerked an inch or two inside him, feeling the tightness of his ass clamping down on him, as I held still, then gave the shallowest of thrusts, back and forth more than in and out.

I looked at him, trying to communicate silently. Then I leaned in, pushing his legs back with my body. "You're doing good," I said.

We kissed. My cock slipped out of its toe hold but I didn't care. He needed this, and I wanted it. This was about the only time I lost track of the cameras. When I wasn't putting on a show. I connected with this college kid in a deep, soulful kiss. And kissed him som more.

I pulled back. This time I didn't rush, but I didn't delay. I pushed back into him. Bryan somehow trusted me, because his ring gave way more easily. He was virgin tight a few inches inside, but I gently thrust back and forth, working that knot inside him. I pulled out and added more lube. Now showing off for Bryan and the cameras both. Then I placed his ankles on my shoulders.

"OOH FUCK!" Came his cry when I broke through. But he wasn't in pain, just overwhelmed by feelings he didn't have word for. I plowed all the way in and held it. I could see his muscular chest rise and fall, taking deep breaths.

"Got your cherry, kiddo," I hissed.

"Thank you," he actually replied, his voice heavy in emotion. That got me going. My dick felt like stone inside his warm, tight guts.

"Feel good buddy?" My hands massaged his calf muscle as I looked down on him and restrained myself from just plowing his hot ass.

Bryan nodded.

I pulled and out thrust in. Then again. I was fucking for real now. Bryan's first fuck. Maybe more than he bargained for when he came over the previous night. But I knew this was his deep fantasy and why he reached out to me.

I wasn't hard or rough, but I fucked with a steady determination. I wanted to give this kid the best first time experience possible now. I puffed my chest and used more of a swivel action of my hips, in and out, in and out, as my eyes stared down at him. I'd probably read his facial reactions better without the mask, but his eyes and mouth were enough. I was getting to him, hitting that spot.

I paused just a second and reached to pump out more lube. This went onto his prick. He gasped as I slicked him up then got the picture once I pulled my hand away.

I grabbed a pillow and slid it underneath his hips. It made for the perfect angle, and I took quick advantage, resuming my steady plow of Bryan's no-longer virgin hole.

Turns out his masturbation was just what Bryan needed, flipping the switch to full pleasure now.

"Yeah?" I asked. Fucking heavier now.

"Yesss," the college hunk hissed back. He was jerking faster now, not frantically but eagerly and in synch with the fuck.

I saw his pisslit dilate and a clear spurt fly out. Not his ejaculation yet, but the prelude.

"Fuck yes," I grunted, throwing my hips into harder pounding. I was getting close to the finish line, and I wanted to speed up to catch up with this stud.

My harder thrusts felt amazing giving how much his ass was clenching and releasing on my dick spasmodically. But it really made Bryan's prostate sing. His pale skin grew pink and flush and his wrestler muscle tensed up.

"Shit!" he yelled and timed with each shove his nuts gave it up, and his prick spurted heavy ropes of semen over his perfect body.

I went at it even harder, leaning in some, powering my hips in rapid jabs. I didn't say anything but my grunt was unmistakeable as I shoved in and unloaded. My cum threw off my rhythm, but I held deep a second, then my hips jerked involuntarily for another hard shove to discharge my seed deep inside Bryan.

The kid winced at that one, which made me feel bad. I got myself under control and held myself steady, gently massaging his leg and then easing back. He'd been a trooper but now needed a break. I leaned back and showed off my slickened dong, though most viewers eyes would probably be on the cum-covered collegiate muscle of my bottom.

Leaning over I picked up one of the cameras. Time for the money shot.

Even if Bryan wasn't an experienced bottom, he'd watched enough porn to know what I was after. Rather than drop his legs down, he pulled them back, spreading them enough to show me and the camera his fucked and seeded hole. No longer drum tight, it has a slight gape and was thick with my cum. I'd shot a lot.

I got a good shot of it, then angled the camera up to capture his whole ripped and cum-wet body. Nothing would ever top watching my own son in porn, but Bryan was a close second.

I finally set down the phone and pulled off my mask. That was the cue Bryan was waiting for and he eagerly peeled his off.

"You OK, buddy?" I asked. My normal voice returning.

He nodded. "God yeah. I'm so glad we did that."

I gave a sly nod to the camera. "Your first time's preserved as a memento," I said. A little teasing in my voice, but checking in where his head was.

He smiled and god he was so fucking cute with that pearly white smile. "I didn't think I was gonna enjoy it at first," he admitted. "But damn..."

I ran my fingers through the cum that had turned liquidy on his chest. "You shot like gangbusters," I said.

"My cums are pretty big normally," he said. "But your dick did something inside me that made me go wild. I've never felt anything like that."

"I'm glad," I said. I leaned forward for another kiss, this one tantalizingly soft and slow.

Afterward, I let Bryan get up and shower off while I checked my phone. Then I figured I'd join him. The look on his face told me my presence was quite welcome.

"Hey," he grinned, shyly. God, he was star struck and that made me feel like a real stud.

"Hey," I said. Our wet bodies connected and we took the time to soap each other down.

"You married to a man or a woman?" he asked as he nodded to my gold band.

"A woman," I said. "I'm not the best husband."

He gave a nod of acknowledgment. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm glad you share yourself."

"I have news for you kiddo," I said, turning off the water and running my hands over his wet muscled body. "You've shared yourself now, too."

"Still can't believe it," he said. "When will you post it?"

"In a couple of weeks," I said. I wasn't going to bring up Travis or my process for putting the vid together.

His hands reached up to feel my body too, my chest but also my shoulders and arms.

"I'm hard again," Bryan said. "I can't believe it."

"You're 20," I joked. "It happens."

"Yeah," he laughed.

I patted his arm. "Feel like sleeping over?" I asked. "I have a morning flight to catch but you're welcome to stay."

He nodded, like an eager puppy. We dried off and made our way back into the room. I downed a bottled water to rehydrate and tossed him one. "Remind me to tip housekeeping extra," I said as I pulled down the sheets. "We made a fucking mess."

He slipped into the bed next to me. His body was cooler now, and felt great against my warmer bod. We made out. His dick was a spike and I got hard once more, but I wasn't eager for another fuck. And Bryan seemed to go with the flow.

"So..." I finally said. "No longer a virgin..."

"No sir."

"Any regrets?" I asked, leaning back in the bed against the headboard, pulling my hands behind me. Bryan nestled in, resting his head against my upper chest and running his hands along my fur.

"None. It was hot as fuck," he said. "But even if it hadn't been, I just feel relieved, you know?"

"Not exactly," I smiled knowingly.

"Ha," he said, picking up on my meaning. "I'm surprised your so good at breaking a guy in if you're cherry too."

"I'd like to say I had some secret," I admitted, "But I just did what felt right."

Maybe it was the sex. I mean it was getting late, but not that late. Bryan was dozing some as he rested up against me. I ran my fingers through his hair.

"Ready for bed, kiddo?" I asked.

"Yeah, Brad," he said and rolled off to the side.

***

My son did his magic crafting two separate scenes from the footage with Bryan, as well as a very hot teaser. "Taking College Jock's Cherry" was the title of the second. The on-screen chemistry was real, and it was clear that we weren't faking it. I really did take the young dude's virginity on screen.

"God, Dad, this is fucking incredible," Travis said to me on the phone before he posted the scene. "I've shot three times to it."

I smiled. I was in a semi-public place and had to be a little discrete. "I'm very glad to hear that," I smirked. "A little payback to the one you did the other week."

"Bud and Spike?" he asked.

That one was one was OK, but not my favorite. "No, the other one," I said, cagily.

That got a laugh from Trav. "Oh, MiamiMuscles... dude's a crazy power bottom, right?"

"Yeah," I said, my throat getting hoarse with lust I was trying to hide. "I like watching you in action like that."

Travis picked up on my need to be discreet, though he had no constraints on his end. "You prefer watching me fuck, Dad?"

God, my son knew how to drive me crazy. "I do," I admitted.

I detected a hesitation on his end, which wasn't Travis's normal response to anything. He paused. "Dad... you ever think about, you know, me fucking you?"

Just hearing those words were going make me go from chubbed to boned. "It's a little scary to think about," I replied. "But yeah... I do."

"Oh fuck," Travis hissed. Only then did I realize he'd been dreaming of that very act. Topping me. Taking my anal cherry, like I'd done with that Denver kid. It surprised me actually, given our bedroom chemistry with my son bottoming for me, eager for his dad's cock. "We'll talk about it next time, OK?" he said. Not pressuring me but letting me know this was on his mind.

"Yeah," I said. "I'll probably chicken out, son. But I wanna explore the idea." I was nervous just vocalizing this.

"Sure, Dad," Trav said. "God you know I love everything we'd done together. If I were there right now, I'd suck your cock, you know that." My son was getting into deep lust mode now.

"Fuck, Trav, I should probably go," I said. I knew if I kept talking like this, I'd get in trouble. "Later, son?"

"Yeah, Dad," he replied, his voice rich with lust. I knew he was probably going to jack off when I hung up. I was going to find the time myself at the first chance. Pull up one of Travis's videos where he topped and stroke off imagining him pounding me, too.

****

My Denver videos were popular. I wasn't surprised that my fans responded to the realness of them, but I was surprised by the messages I got. They changed my porn career and it's probably not an overstatement to say they changed my life.

The first one came two weeks after the video with Bryan dropped.

"Dear MaskedDaddy, I loved your latest video. God, it's like my deepest fantasy. I'm 23 and live in DC. I don't have that college jock's bod, but I'm working on it. I've been too scared to let a guy fuck me, but if you want to be my first, I'd love to star in one of your vids. I wouldn't even need a mask."

It was a wild email, and I figured the kid's horniness doing the thinking for him. I pawed my crotch and laughed at how forward the offer was. I started to send a polite thanks but no thanks reply.

But then I thought about it, and I figured what the hell. I asked for the young dude's pictures. He was cute as fuck. Not quite as twunky as Bryan but still good looking, kind of that boy-next-door type.

Travis handled the OnlyFans money my site brought in. I didn't do porn for the money, and in any case I didn't want my finances impacted lest Kate find out.

I sent two more texts that night. One to DC guy. "If you're serious, lets plan for something three weeks from now." I knew I had some work travel on the East Coast I could piggy back on.

My other I sent to Trav. "I need your help arranging a DC visit. Gonna pop another dude's cherry."

[whole-circus]

Fun summer activities with creepypasta boys! x gn.reader!

➥ with Homicidal Liu, Jeff The Killer, Masky, Ben Drowned, "Ticci" Toby, Laughing Jack English is not my first language so i can make silly mistakes! >:)

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☆ Homicidal Liu - gardening

Okay okay.. but he totally gives off this "plant mom" vibes!!

Just imagine you two planting flowers (eg. Hibiscuses, Marigolds, Daises, Asters, Salvias) or berries (oh god, and later making jam of them..!). Taking care of plants alternately! Because they are your babies and you need to take care of them, right? Almost like parents simulator. Going together to this big markets with plants and spending there literally hours..! Choosing these fancy pots.. OR! Making competition and planting the same plant, see which one grows prettier and faster! And what winners get? Silly question..kissess of course! Also sitting on chairs, having the view on your pretty work and just chatting or drinking tea/coffee and snuggling! Nights would be also cozy..just saying! You two sitting on a blanket, holdings hands or cuddling..dunno man, there is some warm and proud feeling when looking at your plants. Its almost like you watch your kids grown..

„Oh look at them grow! Im so proud of us Y/N” he says with the brightest smile, as his eyes almost shine!

☆ Jeff the Killer - forest hiking

Wild men in wilds? What can be better than that?

Listen, I am sure that Jeff knows forest like the back of his hand. Just you holding hands and walking around forest. You could also do a little competition on picking berries or looking for pretty rocks for eachother (what is more romantic than that??). Also! Maybe animal tracking? That sounds like a fun activity..! On really warms days the bathing in the stream (or just soaking legs if you are constantly cold) - he would definitely push you into water tho, so good luck. If you are behaving well enough, maybe you could even try carvings in wood? And after long, tiring day of having fun? Just laying on the blanket and stargazing, holding hands..

,,I actually had fun today, you know? I love being around you...” he looks into your eyes and gently kisses your hand.

Just remember to be careful and look for ticks after that!..maybe on eachothers body..? (just kidding..or am i?)

☆ Masky - campfire

Im sorry..but I would totally make him a nice marshmallow!

A bit of a dad on barbecue vibe?? Sorry, kidding. Just imagine a nice, warm night and you both sitting on tree trunk, snuggling under a blanket! What will you roast? Anything you want, veggies, meat or marshmallow..just not each other please! I bet he could play something on guitar, and what is more hot than a man that can do that? You singing along to campfire songs or..or whatever he could play. We slowly turning your silly little date to some slasher movie..so why not tell some scary stories or urban legends? You could jump together at the tiniest sounds (it sounds like a good reason to hold hands..just for security ofc). After all, everything is terrifyng in the dark. Oh, just you spending a warm night eating and cuddling..just you two together!..and maybe his bad dad-jokes..and mosquitos..anyways, good luck!

,,Only two of us..I could get used to living like that, you know sweetheart?” he says as he caress your cheek ad look into your eyes, smiling.

☆Ben Drowned - trampoline sleepover

I know its not 2020 anymore..but come on!

First of all..making the trampoline all nice and cozy..many, many blankets, lights and pillows (definitely a pillow fight in the meantime)! When the trampoline-fort is ready? Get snacks and come in! All kinds of junk food are welcome - popcorn, chips, jelly, candies..! Just not the healthy things..okay, maybe strawberries are invited but thats it! What will you guys do? No worries, Ben is definitely a funny fellow (so are you!) so you won't be bored. Playing games on Nintendo? Watching some movies? Playing board games? Just cuddling and laughing at the silly things? Its all up to you! ..Just be careful with scary stories..I dont want you guys to have a heart-attack! And after a night full of cuddling and laughing? The best part of your sleepover - putting cream to help relieve itching on mosquito bites!!

,,Oh man..you are my favorite person in the whole world..you know that?” - Ben gently whispers, giggling, as you hold each other.

☆ "Ticci" Toby - Monopoly night

Good luck..i hope you will survive this devilish game!

You and Toby treating it completely serious.. you know, getting all dressed up into elegant clothes and having the night of your life..or maybe even longer..Hey, you are serious investors! Monopoly deserves to be approach with respect! The other funny idea is just creating the background of character you will play as and trying not to come out of it! Anyways..you sitting opposite and playing against each other. If he is in a good mood, he will let you win just to see your pretty smile! ..well and maybe to finally end your endless game..

,,Ah you got me..you are the best Y/N, arent you? Now..what do you want as a reward?~” - he chuckles softly (if his pupils could turn into the hearts, they totally would!) as you enjoy your victory.

☆ Laughing Jack - making homemade ice creams

Yeah right..what is better than spending time with someone you love and make sweets at the same time??

I think that the whole making process would be way funnier than eating..but hey, how can you ever be bored with Jack? On the nice warm day, you go into kitchen and come up with this brillant idea - its ice cream time. You would definitely wear this silly aprons (you guys look so cute in them!). And even if you put nice music in the background, your laughs are way louder than it..the whole house fills with your happiness! Do I even have to say how much mess you made? The cooking turned into small food fight, the ingredients are anywhere but where they should be. No worries tho..after a long long process the ice creams turnet out great (you will not get poisoned, i promise)! Now you can enjoy your sweet meal AND your company!

,,You are so sweet doll..maybe instead of the ice-cream I should eat you?~” he chuckles and picks you up, giving you a gentle twirl in the air.

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[itsmebytch001]

If you are gonna continue ‘my cousin as my keeper’ can you make bloom more of a pick me and ‘the main character’ personality like she is in the show?

I love it when people request stuff, It's makes me so very happy.

My Cousin As My Keeper: Pt 2

In the begging, It was just you two once Aaron got the ball's to reconnect with Jeff.

You were so close in age, only 4 months apart you were raised as siblings. Up until High School you were in education together, all through middle school Mile's was your main guy, while he had other friends who he would sometimes hang out with, most the time it was just you two, sitting in the back field, playing, chatting or gossiping.

Though people knew you as Mile's cousin, and not Y/N, he was always there to back you in any situation.

Girls making fun of you? He's there.

Boys pulling your hair? He's there.

Got in a physical fight? He's pulling you away from the fight before it get's too much.

But as soon as Mile's got into Visions, the rift grew large and fast, while you were happy for Mile's you did feel inadequete to him, he was so smart and so damm good at so many things natrually it made you feel small.

And that's not to say you didn't do okay.

You got into a high grade all girls catholic school, just barely.

And by senior year, you had established a good group of friends, a social life and a repuation for being a party gal, it's not like you were out of control though, you never got black out drunk, you never took any drugs, not even weed, You always looked after your friends at a party and you never went home with a guy.

In fact, you had never even have sex yet, seems catholic school was good for something.

And some point your Dad Aaron got real paranoid about you hooking up with guys behind his back and getting pregnant, but being a single Dad, He asked your Auntie Rio to give you the scare talk...That was very simllair to the school scare talk.

She asked you hushly, while your Dad was in the next room if you were using protection.

Rio: "Bebe, And be honest with me, are you being safe?"

Y/N: "Amti (Arabic for Aunt) I'm not having sex"

She raised an eye brow to you.

Y/N: "Really I'm not" You say truthfully.

Luckily, she belived you.

This did nothing to change to no guys rule, witch you were with you didn't have many male friends.

But One time Musa brought over Riven over with out asking, when your Dad came home from work and saw Riven with his over gelled hair sitting at his dinner table, drinking from his cup, he lost it, throwing both Musa and Riven out.

Aaron: "What have I told you about having guys over"

Y/N: "Dad's it's not lik-"

Aaron: "What have I told you?!"

Y/N: "...Not to have guys over"

Aaron: "And who was that?"

Y/N: "Riven"

Aaron: "Who is?"

Y/N: "Musa's boyfriend?"

Aaron: "Who is?"

Y/N: "...A man"

Aaron: "Excatly, so why was he in my damm house?"

Y/N: "Musa brought him over, I didn't know she was brining him"

Aaron: "And you let him inn?"

Y/N: "What was I supposed to do?"

Aaron:" Send him off?"

Y/N: "I didn't want to be rude"

Aaron: "I don't care"

Y/N huffed looking round the room, confused as what to say.

Aaron: "go to your room"

Y/N: "Are you serious?"

Aaron: "Go to your damm room before I take your phone"

Y/N: "Okay fine jeez"

You say, slipping off into your room, laying down on your bed.

It was times like these you would message your Girl friends:

Clicking off your phone, you lay it down on the table.

You hear a knock at your door, as your Dad meekly opens it.

Aaron: "Listen, I'm sorry I yelled at you, but you can't be having over boys at this house, m'kay?"

Y/N: "Yeah I know but it's not like that"

Aaron: "Yeah yeah Riven is Mua's shitty boyfriend she refuses to leave, I know, just don't have any boys over capish?"

Y/N: "What if I'm gay, then Can't I have girls over?"

Aaron: "Are you gay? It's totally fine if you ar_" He's scrambling.

Y/N: "Dad, chill its fine I understand"

Aaron: "You didn't answer my question"

Y/N: "You will never know..."

Confuzzled, Aaron shuts the door, only to open it right back up again.

Aaron: "Also, i'm going to be gone by morning, and I'll be back round tuesday afternoon"

Y/N: "kmay"

Aaron: "No funny buisnesse while I'm gone, okay?"

Y/N: "Yes"

Aaron: "And Imma have Mile's come over at some point to make sure of it"

Y/N: "Ugh, why?"

Aaron: "Beacuse I said so"

He shuts the door again.

Ugh, he always dose this, sends Miles to be your watchman when he's gone for more than a day.

And you just knew he was going to fuck up your movie trip with the girls.

And so the sun rose, and other day began as you checked you Dad's room to see if he was gone, he was leaving you a note on the fridge saying again 'No Funny Buinesse'

And so you spent the day, roaming round your home, catching up on homework, finishing up a dress and getting ready for the party.

You looked over at yourself in your full body mirror, all dolled up doing yourself a little twirl with your beautiful pink dress, now it wasn't the most convervative dress, it was the kind of dress if youre Dad saw you wear, he'd send you right back into you room to change, but he wasn't hear...

You and the girls had all conjegated at your home, as it was in reasonable walking distance from all their homes, and would take less time for Stella just to collect you all at once then stopping off every 10 minutes.

So as you re applied your last layer of gloss, and re-ajusted your lashes, checking your phone for the time, 16:33, soon Stella would he here to pick you all up.

While the girls sat in the living room, scrolling through their phones, chatting about boyfriends, Musa pops her head though the door,

Musa: "Hey...Youre totally not weird cousin is at the window"

Oh God

Miles has entered the living room observing all you pink friends, taken aback just by how intense the magenta hue is in the room. He also knows' you aren't supposed to be having people over and they know that too, theyre all glaring at him.

He gives them a sheepish smile before heading to your room, passing Musa glaring him down.

Miles: "Hey?"

Y/N: "What are you doing here Miles?"

You ask, looking at him through the mirror.

He looks you up and down, slightly teriffied.

Miles: "What are you wearing?"

Y/N: "A dress?"

Miles: "...M'kay"

You continued adjusting your earings as he layed down on youre bed.

Y/N: "What are you doing on my bed?"

Miles: "What are you doing brining all these girls over, huh?"

...

Y/N: "there not boys"

Miles: "Dosen't matter, you aren't supposed to have people here period"

Y/N: "Oh my god Mile's it is not that deep"

Miles: "Send them home"

Y/N: "What?"

Miles: "Send them home."

Y/N: "Miles its calm, were just going to see Barbie"

Miles: "ah, I should have seen that"

Y/N: "and it's been ages since we all hanged out, PLEASE don't ruin this for me I just wanna hang out with my girls!"

Miles: "...If you let me go with you all?"

Y/N: "what?"

Miles: "if you let me go with ya'll I wont tell anybody you had like 5 people over with Aarons permission"

Y/N: "are you serious?"

Miles: "Yeah"

Y/N: "But are you serious?"

Miles: "Yeah?"

Miles stood up and leant agansit your wardrobe.

Miles: "What's so wrong with me seeing Barbie with ya'll? Seem's a bit steryo typical" He smirked at you.

Y/N: "Oh my God, your'e serious?"

Miles: "yeah, I am"

Y/N: "...fine"

Miles: "Great"

Miles head's for your room door, looks you at and down before closing the door on you.

Miles: "By the way, you look a GTA stripper"

Y/N: "Fuck you Miles"

Miles, now re entering the living room had all The Winx, missing Stella and Bloom were glaring at him.

Miles: "..hey"

They all passivley ignore him, continue scrolling on thier phones, and having small private chats.

Clearly not wanted, he quietly slipped back into your room.

Y/N: "What?"

Miles: "Your Girls keep just starring me down"

Y/N: "Maybe if you didn't show up uninvited to all our hang outs they wouldn't"

Miles: "Well maybe you should invite me?"

Y/N: " We're a girl group kinda thing Miles, also you are my cousin, it's weird to just have a family member looming round house while we all just chat"

Miles: "Well why is it weird?"

Y/N: "Beacuse it just is"

Miles: "but why?"

Y/N: "It just is Miles, and besides you don't even like any of them"

Miles: "That isn't true...I do notice though that you don't have Stella or Bloom over? You drop them?"

Y/N: "No? Bloom's hanging out with Sky this weekend, and Stella is actually all picking us up"

Miles: "Oh"

Y/N: "What's your problem with them anyways?"

Miles: "Nothin, I just Think Stella is a bad influcne, and Bloom's just a bit much"

Y/N: "Bad influence?"

Miles: "yeah, before you two beacome friends you weren't sneaking round, lying to the family or skipping out on us"

Y/N: "Mile's its not like that-"

Miles: "Isn't it? One moment you were coming round for dinner every Friday, and now I only see you like 2 times a month"

Y/N: "Mile's just beacuse I'm having fun dosne't mean I'm abandoning my family"

Miles: "it feel's that way. Every time my Mom ask's me how your'e doing, of youre doing okay I can't give her a honest asnwer, beacuse i don't know beacuse I never see you"

Y/N: "Mile-"

Miles: "And the only time's I see you, when your'e Dad hasn't dragged you over for dinner, is when he sends me to come find you when your'e out with fucking Stella, getting drunk or high, doing reckless shit all the time"

Y/N: "Mile's, Stella is a good friend she takes care of me at these functions"

Miles: "that is not fucking true"

Y/N: "Isn't it?"

Miles: "just last month I found you dancing of a damm rooftop!"

Y/N: "haha" You giggled at the found fresh memory.

Miles: " Don't fucking laugh, you think shit is funny?"

Y/N: "Oh my GOD Mile's you are such a -"

The door swings open, Its Ayesha, the most honest about her dislike Of Miles.

Ayesha: "Heard some yelling, You okay?" She asked you, ignoring Miles.

Y/N: "yeah I'm good"

Ding

You checked your phone too see Stella had messaged you

You turn to Ayesha

Y/N: "Stella's outside"

Ayesha: "Kay, Miles are you serioulsy wearing that?"

Miles: "Yeah, what's wrong with what I'm weaing"

He said, dressed in a huge puffer jacket, trousers and a white jumper.

Ayesha: "Are you serious?"

Miles: "Yeah?"

Ayesha turnded to you.

Ayesha: "Is he serious?"

Y/N: "I think so"

Miles: "What is wrong with what i'm wearing?!"

Ayesha: "Were going to see Barbie"

Miles: "Yeah I know"

Ayesha: "So wear something pink!"

Miles: " Dose It look like I have anything pink to change into?"

Ayesha: "Wear something of Y/N's"

Miles looked between you and Ayesha.

Miles: "Are you serious?"

Y/N: "Yep"

Miles took a step back from you, afraid of misschevoius grin.

Ayesha: "Stella won't even let you in the car if you don't""

Miles looked over at you, pleading.

Miles: "if you put me in a dress, I will never forgive you"

Miles stood on the pavement with you and the girls, wanting nothing more than to shrivel and die where he stood. Wearing a bright pink Barbie t shirt and worse, pink juicy couture leggings, the back concleaded by his jacket.

God please take me now he thought.

As Stella pulled up to the side, Mile's was reminded of how rich she was in her limozine.

she rolled down her window, already glaring at you once she saw Mile's.

She rolled her eyes, and gestured for you all to get in the car, as you all shuffled in, he noticed the pink ring light illumating the inside, with a two bottle's of champaigne in an ice bowl in the center.

As Musa poured everyone a glass, and passed one to you, you saw Miles give you a warning look before you downed it.

Pulling up outside the cinema you all shuffled out as the shoefer took off in the limo, Miles observed all the other people around, clearly going to see Barbie aswell dressed in silly pink outfits.

As they all shuffled in and qued for the tickets, Mile's had never been more self aware of the fact he was now the other in the group. No one was talking to him, despite standing right next to you, you were to deep in conversation with Musa to realise.

Stella walked up to the counter.

Stella: " 7 Tickets please...Samantha" She said looking down at her chest to see her name tag.

Samantha: "for what Movie?"

They all stare at her confused.

Musa: "...Barbie?"

She huffed as she handed you the tickets and you all handed her back the money.

Once all in your seats, you all sat through the half hour of ad's and finally when the room dimmed, and the opening credits began you all sighed with relife.

Almost two hours later the film had ended, and though Miles thought it was good, he didn't understand why you were all crying, he being the only guy, stood in the middle of a huddle of girls softly crying, holding each other trying to sooth one another.

Again, he was reminded that he was the other.

As Stella's shofer appeared again to drop you all home, you expected for Miles to simply get in aswell, but once you were all inside you watched him begin to walk off in the opposite direction. You rolled down the window to check on him.

Y/n: "Ay Mile's, You good?"

Miles: "yeah I'm good"

Y/n: "You gonna get in the car"

Miles: "Nah. I'm going to walk home"

Y/n: "oh...okay"

You watched Mile's walk off into the backround as the car drove off into the opposite direction, slumped over.

And while Mile's walked the streets of New York alone, again he reflected on wether or not you and Mile's were really friends.

Like, you knew you were family, but if you were family why did you treat your friends better than him?

You were there for them, you hanged out with them, you texted them first you actually engaged with them, so why not him? What did they have that he didn't?

What did they have that he didn't.

[resident-gay-bitch]

kinda a niche au concept but i think a lot of people will get it but also it’s so random lol: corroded coffin friendship / steddie / buckingham / more lol

okay, my dad watches car shows all the time like the car sos shit, and i don’t really like them, but i’ve always enjoyed one: Counting Cars. the main mechanic is like a metalhead and they’re all kinda punky and alternative and just a bunch of metalhead dads pimping out old cars and shit.

henceforth, the au idea: how are you seeing how our beloved eddie might fit into this?

SO say CC got big enough to be known kinda western globally or whatever, maybe bigger idk i don’t care but anyway. maybe they were a one hit wonder in the 80/90’s or whatever.

but they stopped playing because they all kinda wanted to settle down and stop partying and wanted to buy houses and not have to tour all the time or whatever right. say gareth met a girl and got married to her and they had a kid on the way, jeff and grant wanted to settle down and live a cosy steady life together, eddie was just so fucking tired of being front man idol or whatver. and they all just wanted to get back into the mechanic shop - maybe they all apprenticed at thatcher tyers or whatever in hawkins when they were younger.

whatever the reason, they’re ex-famous band who are pretty ficking rich and love working on cars and shit. so they open a shop and start fixing up cars. they get a lot of rapport because of their name; the shops called corroded cars or something similar to the band name. eddie runs the place because it’s mostly his passion and he impulse bought the shop himself whilst drunk one night and then they were all just like okay yeah let’s do this lol.

maybe one night they’re all chilling at gareth’s place for “family” dinner and after dinner they’re just watching telly and a car show comes on and then they get the idea to start a show!!! so they do!!!

eddie’s the main guy, obviously. he’s always been the drama queen confident one so he runs it all, and it’s His shop anyway. eddie is the idiotic, loveable, idiot but he’s also just a cool down to earth alternative guy who headbangs whilst working on engines and REFUSES to cut his hair.

i think jeff would be the head painter, graphic artist,. i feel such an arty vibe from him ya know? i think that would be his area of expertise. the audience would love his general calm vibe but also adore how easily he puts everyone in their place in a second and is so secretly sassy.

i think argyle would be the airbrush guy and also works in paint / design. he’s Definitely not always high and is just funny like that… definitely. his niche opinions and random curiosities keep the audience captivated.

gareth would be the detailer i think. he’s got a sort of perfectionist vibe and he’d always have a go when eddie brings in a car or a bike he’s just been fixing the motor of or whatever and there’s grease stains all over the doors and shit. the audience would love their banter.

grant would be the bike shop manager, he’s got a strong interest in motorbikes and that’s his area of expertise. he’ll spend hours perfecting one part of the body of a bike and eddie adores his dedication every fuckinf time.

jonothan would be the tech guy. he finds ways to update old cars to help them run smoothly whilst feeling authentic in the drive. some of the tech he pulls out is next level and everyone in the shop will spend an entire episode gushing about this one feature in a car he added that makes it feel like a spy car or something.

Nancy!! she’d be the behind the scenes manager. eddie hired her about one month into the buisiness when he realised none of the CC guys could / or wanted to do the books and shit. she’s smart as hell and a total hard ass when it comes to their aloof attitude and carelessness, but she’s also good fun and a total girlboss. eddie relies on her to keep the shop afloat, he’d be lost without her. she’s a fan favorite because she’s the only one who can attempt to put eddie in his place and acctually succeed. anyone goes and tells eddie he needs to think about the budget before he goes spending, he won’t even listen, she gives him one look and tells him no and suddenly he’s sheepish and nodding and walking away like a child who was told they can’t have a cookie. she’s in charge of all the books / finance / accounts / all that stuff!

(also, people are having a hard time figuring out if she’s dating john or argyle, or weather those guys are dating eachotjer, or if they’re all dating, or if None of them are dating)

Chrissy!! she’s adorable. a total fan favorite. she’s their receptionist and is currently taking an engineering course part time in college, finally taking the initiative to do something She actually wants to do. her sweet demeanour pulls customers and watchers in, and her determined attitude is what makes them stay. she’s like pure sugar, but so insanely smart. sometimes she’ll come and watch everyone as they work and if it’s not busy they’ll teach her different things and let her try. everyone loves the episodes where chrissy gets to try and fix things or paint things or learn things!

ROBIN!!! my girl! ugh! she’s TOTALLY an iconic mean lesbian okay. she’s always got banter with the guys, and she’s so cool calm and clllected, insulting them all the time. the girls in the audience go crazy when she’s onscreen in just a wife beater tank and got them gay girl muscles out! she works close with eddie on motors and shit but she’s also the project scout. she looks for new things for them to try and brings these ideas / cars / bikes / whatever else over to eddie to get out into the show! but the audience loves her even more when they see her totally awkward dorky side come out the first episode where chrissy comes over and watches robin work. they’ve never seen robin drop a spanner so much! chrissy is the only one who can fluster robin like that. the audience is rooting for their romance.

and the steddie! so robins totally uber rich best friend likes collecting old cars. and she’s been trying to get him on the show for a while because he has Such cool cars but he’s never needed fixing or pimping. until he goes and buys another one and it just won’t run and it’s all beaten down but he just HAD to buy it because it was his dream car as a little kid or something. so he comes on the show with his car and - well, the main reason he’s been avoiding it because he actually used to crush on lead guitarist and vocalist eddie munson back in the 90’s - eddie obviously being the face of the show greets him with nancy and robin and they talk about his car and eddie gets Flustered!

robin has a totally hot best friend whos So ficking queer And knows heaps about cars and is standing so close, shoulders touching with eddie as he shows pictures of his collection on his phone and eddie pretends he’s looking at the cars and not steve’s ring adorned hands.

steve is also highly protective of his cars and so he hangs around whilst they work on his ride. he and robin are so chatty and bitchy together and the audience love it. and eddie can’t stop Staring!!

by episode three of steve being featured in it people are posting shit trying to notify steve and robin that eddie is so gay for steve!

and then steve’s car is done and done and then he leaves the show. and then a couple of episodes later robin approaches eddie and whispers - but the cameras are right there - to eddie asking if he has been perving on her best friend and it’s So funny to everyone cause eddie’s kinda terrified and she’s threading to burry him alive if he hurts her steve and- eddie goes red when he realises that robin just confirmed he had a chance with steve.

anyway. suddenly steve has Many more appearances on the show :)

and obviously robin and chrissy get together!!’

and no one ever finds out about the love triangle between nancy jon and argyle (they’re all polly)

anyway. i just think that’s cute.

[justa-smalltown-gargoyle]

Hey batman/batfam people, I wanted to talk about something. I know this might not be received well, but...this is my blog. So if you disagree with me, feel free to block me! Literally that's what's great about this site. (I've been trying to do so on my end, but I thought I'd reach out a bit.....idk maybe try to form some understanding?)

I have been a batman fan since like...age 13 or something. Batman as a character means so fucking much to me, as does all his kids and massive extended family. (can't forget Alfred, Kate, Lucius, and Jeff Gordon!!) And I know that they mean a lot to you guys too.

In comic book and fandom spaces we talk a lot about misrepresentation of characters in fandom, but even in "canon" or rather published/produced content. I have beef with a lot of live action adaptions of Batman for example.

The thing with comic book characters, even more than some fandoms/pieces of media, is that there is SO MUCH content out there, that two people can say they like this one character but those two versions might be in total contradiction. But does that make one right over the other? does that make one superior?

Now, I hate Ben Affleck's Batman. And to fans of his, I'd say, you want the punisher, not Batman, because to me, that goes against who Batman is fundamentally. I read the comics, watch a lot of the animated stuff, and formed my own opinion and version of Batman. However, and this seems to be a controversial take, i really enjoy Wayne Family Adventures.

I see a lot of hate on here for WFA (and on tiktok but they're another beast), which, it's not for everyone, that's okay! Not everyone has to like what I like. But what I don't agree with, is that people who like WFA are seen as "not true batman fans", "they haven't ever read a comic". "they only like the flat fanon versions of the characters", etc.

These comments I would like to rebut- some comic readers such as myself might enjoy WFA. There might be people that have never read a comic or even watched anything batman related but like WFA. Are they not valid to enjoy that and have their own fandom for that? Are they not allowed to be fans of Batman?

I also would ask, how much of WFA did you actually read? In it's nature, it's suppose to be the bat family on their time off, or more light stories, but it actually addresses things like Jason's trauma, Duke moving in to the Manor, Damian struggling to fit in at school, things like that. Now if you read pretty far and still didn't like the portrayal of the characters, that's fine, I'm not asking you to change your opinion, however I am asking you to make space for those who do enjoy it, or that WFA is their first introduction or only experience with the Batman and co.

WFA isn't perfect, but it holds a special place in my heart, and gives me more content for Not Perfect but Trying and Cares Dad Bruce Wayne which I am grateful for. And tbh I feel like it just shows other sides to the characters we don't see that often!

And again, obvi people have their opinions, I guess I'm just asking for us to be more aware and create a space where people can feel free and excited to talk about these characters that we all love. I enjoy content and discussions I see in the tags and different blogs but then I see the hate for WFA fans and it just puts a real damper on otherwise really good content.

Anyways, thanks for reading!

[eddies-ashtray]

eddie’s dad was probably an angry/violent drunk and so hed be nervous to start drinking but then he gets drunk around the hellfire boys and wakes up the next morning like “oh FUCK i didnt hurt any of you did i????” and jeff is so confused like “??? no but you DID try to make out with like three of us and then cried when gareth said we both couldn’t be the best man at your wedding”

i don’t like to think that his father was physically abusive; just generally a shitty dad. maybe verbally abusive? but not physically.

but i think maybe eddie would black out for the first time and the next day when he woke on gareth’s couch he’d be so paranoid he’d been mean and said some terrible things, and so sure he had. couldn’t bear the thought that maybe he’d said something awful to you especially.

so eddie very timidly enters the kitchen where gareth, jeff, and you are sitting and eating cereal and toast and chatting quietly. none of you hear him enter at first, but you all turn to him as he begins speaking, staring at the floor.

preemptively, eddie apologizes: “i’m really sorry for last night, i didn’t mean-”

and then jeff pipes up and jokes, “dude, seriously, it’s fine; just ask before you try to make out with me again.”

you laugh, remembering how eddie had just wanted to give jeff a kiss on the cheek because “he’s such a good friend! he deserves more love!”

“yeah, and don’t worry, man, we can totally both be best men at your wedding,” gareth chuckles.

eddie is speechless for a moment.

“…what?”

you tilt your head at him, standing all cute in the doorway, worrying his lip between his teeth. you know there’s something deeper going on here, but you don’t wanna bring it up in front of the boys, so you save that conversation for later, and instead focus on jogging his memory.

“you don’t remember doing any of that, do you?”

eddie shakes his head no.

“alright, come sit at the table so we can tell you all the really silly shit you did last night,” you wave him over.

once eddie’s sitting at the table next to you, gareth begins recounting the events from the night prior and you grab eddie’s hand under the table, squeezing it once reassuringly. eddie squeezes back and you know that for now he’s okay; content to sit here and listen to stories of his drunk antics.

[atmilliways]

Wrong On The Money (48)

part 48 of ?? | 1013 words | Teen+

Blackmail fic on Ao3 | on tumblr

Summary:

“I have to tell her,” Steve groans, rubbing his hands over his face and slumping onto the couch next to Eddie. “I can’t keep this up.”

We're nearing the end and I'm slowing down on posting because I'm still working on it, but y'all can have some fidgety Eddie and an insecure Steve Harrington as a treat.

48.

“So what’s the deal, Steve?” Robin huffs the next day. “You and Eddie totally blew us off last night, what the hell was up with that?”

“It’s not like you watched it alone,” Steve points out. He’s trying to pretend that bustling a stack of returned tapes back to their correct places on the shelves of Family Video is too important a task to look away from, unprepared to meet her gaze. “You had Nancy and Jonathan and . . . that sweater guy.” 

It feels as though as soon as she looks him in the eye she’s gonna know he asked Eddie if he could be Eddie’s boyfriend, and Eddie said yes. But he’s not sure if they’re telling people, because they haven’t gotten around to talking about that part yet. Kind of got distracted by . . . other things. 

“Argyle.” Robin rolls her eyes, despairing. “That sweater guy, unbelievable. You should know his name by now.”

“Robs. You know we end up smoking any time we hang out with that guy. I ask every time, and then I just forget it again because I’m all high!”

Eventually Steve manages to turn the conversation in enough circles that Robin loses the original thread. She’ll pick it up again, but at least he’s bought himself some time. 

-

“I have to tell her,” Steve groans, rubbing his hands over his face and slumping onto the couch next to Eddie. “I can’t keep this up.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t yet,” Eddie admits. He’s still wide-eyed and strangely fidgety from the revelation. “Because, yeah, obviously she’s a force to be reckoned with, I’m kind of worried about my chances of survival, but . . . it’s you and Robin. You two share a brain.”

Steve groans into his hands. “God, I know. I mean . . . she knows I like you. That’s most of it, right? I told her nothing was ever going to happen, but—”

“Nothing?” Eddie interrupts, zeroing in on the word. “Why not?”

He peeks at Eddie—at his boyfriend—through his fingers. “Uh, because I didn’t think you liked me?” 

And he can feel his face warming under his palms as he says it, so he’ll keep his hands right where they are, thanks. At best he was being stupid and at worst he’ll turn out to be somehow right, neither of which sound good. Not that this is helping. . . . Trying to pussy out of being honest with his best friend isn’t a good look. (His dad would say that it’s pussying out to feel obligated to be honest about the relationship in the first place. Even to owe them the truth, because ‘you don’t come out on top by owing, Steven.’)

Eddie’s mouth forms a few different, interesting shapes, starting with O and morphing into something that shows off his dimples. “Of course I like you. You’re you, what’s not to like? Wheeler must’ve been crazy to let you get away.”

It’s nice to hear. Still, Steve notices, he’s chewing on his bottom lip like there’s something serious on his mind. Fuck, is Eddie about to break up with him after one measly day? Because that would be so—

“Jeff knows,” Eddie blurts out. 

And that. Is. So far from what Steve was expecting that his hands drop to his lap and he goes still, even stops breathing for a second. They’re sitting close enough that their sides touch; Eddie must feel the way he freezes, because he starts babbling to fill the sudden vacuum in the conversation. 

“He figured out something was up about a month after I started blackmailing you, and he asked, and I just—I cracked, man, I—”

“Eddie.” Steve turns to him, tugging on the far side of his denim vest. (Not the one Eddie had thrown at him in the Upsides Down. That one is still tucked into the back of Steve’s closet, too embarrassed to give it back because no amount of cleaning seems able to work the bloodstains out.) “Eddie, breathe, okay? Give me a second.”

Eddie settles, relaxing a tiny bit when Steve keeps their sides pressed together on the couch. In the following lull, Steve thinks hard. 

Does it bother him that Eddie told Jeff?

He’s surprised, but that’s because he’d known from the start that he couldn’t tell Robin. She would’ve been pissed off and protective on his behalf, and she would’ve tried to talk him out of giving Eddie money. What would have happened to Wayne then? No, telling Robin had never been an option. The only other person Steve could possibly confide in was Dustin, and that was also an absolute no-go for a lot of reasons. Dustin looked up to Eddie, still does, and Steve hadn’t wanted to fuck with that.  

Jeff, despite the insider knowledge, hasn’t given him any shit. He’s actually seemed to give Steve a fairer shake than the rest of Eddie’s friends, going out of his way to interact with him in the D&D game. That takes a lot of the sting out of the surprise. 

“Does Wayne know too?” he asks finally. 

Eddie groans and pulls a handful of hair across his face. “Yes. I told him everything when I was still drugged up at the hospital. The supernatural shit too, but . . . everything. Jesus, did he say something to you?”

“Kind of. He said I should let you keep apologizing.” Thinking back, a small smile pulls at Steve’s mouth. “And he called me son.”

That gets Eddie to peek out at him, and Steve doesn’t know what the look on his face means—lips slightly parted, a light flush spreading across both cheeks, tilting toward him with big brown eyes open wide and sparkling with something warm—but he likes it. Wants to figure out exactly what caused it and keep doing that forever. For now, he shifts to his side and pulls Eddie in for a kiss. From the way Eddie's lips stay curved under his, it seems to do the trick.

His internal jury is still out on whether he deserves all this, but he’ll do everything in his power to keep it.

[queersouthasian]

Listen guys, I just wanted to say this, may not to be important but needs to said:

PEOPLE HATE WAY 'CAUSE HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HATED

that's it, that's the post...ok let me elaborate

As the saying goes, "you have to be the villain in someone's story for them to be the hero", and this may not be the most fitting sentence in context to WAY but in a way it is. Listen, why do we love characters like vegas/kiyoi/charn but dislike the dr from sign or way to be specific?? Interesting question right?

Vegas/Kiyoi/Charn are not "evil" characters, they are not supposed to be looked over or hated 'cause of whatever they did (killing for Vegas, bullying for kiyoi and Charn being the evil lawyer) 'cause their motive to commit a crime outweigh the consequences of the crime itself. Why did Vegas kill people?? He was from the minor family who were always overshadowed by the major, lived with his abusive ass mf dad, was raised and treated like an animal and when the final fallout with pete happens, he realises he treated pete the exact same way he was treated all these years, like an animal (pls don't even treat animals like that) and the realisation alone made THE vegas beg to Pete. Even though Vegas is a murderer, a criminal, people can sympathize with him 'cause he has a convincing story of extreme physical and emotional abuse to tell, his story perfectly explains him as a person and doesn't matter how bad/evil he is, people still cry out for him, people still feel the pain 'cause to some extent, people can relate to it. Same for kiyoi and Charn (I am not elaborating but there are many psychological takes on kiyoi here which are really good)

Now this solid back story lacks in the case of Dr and Way. Even if Way was not the "Enigma", he would still be a very annoying character, he is not the cool "loki" rather actually annoying lmao, mostly because nothing about way, till now, can explain what he did, like why did he hypnotise and manipulate babe?? FOR 10 YEARS?? why did he have to manipulate everyone against Charlie and Jeff about the car accident??? He was suspicious of Charlie, but actually he wasn't. He didn't know anything about him, did no research about him, did not have any reason, technically, to doubt him cause he had zero proof about Charlie or even jeff doing something, he just wanted to cut both off 'cause jealousy. He even saved the bfs in the last ep just 'cause babe was there, if only charlie was there or someone else with him, he would have left them. And I am not even kidding. Remember how after knocking the guy out, way goes "come on, Babe" totally refusing to acknowledge charlie being there. He could have just went "let's go" or "come on guys" but no. And if he infact is the enigma, then that just adds up to the selfishness and nothing. I am not saying that a character needs a dramatic backstory to explain their wrongs but way has...nothing. like from all perspectives he would have won, he did not have a loss. Also the biggest deception is literally from his part. The fact that not only babe, but literally every character including jeff - charlie, trust him, the fact that he tries to come off as a concerned friend but actually is just a manipulative bitch with victim complex, and to make it worse his "love" is more of a "possession" like unfiltered unsexy possession lmao. Exactly like the doctor. Both don't have any reason to do anything they did, they just want to see the world burn but not in the "oh the world is shitty" Charn way rather they are the upper hand and basically are toying with things for their pleasure.

Nothing worse than a character being merciless to people for no reason, they are either sociopaths or just rich and this would have been a great thing in crime/thriller genre not romance.

[couchcandy]

Psych x Community ??

I love psych and i love community so this vague concept of them existing in the same universe has been floating around in my head. 

The key connecting factor being the references to Shawn/Britta’s similarly eclectic off-screen pasts. They're close in age so I'm like okay - it would totally be possible for them to have known eachother/dated/whatever at some point before. 

psych aired from 2006 - 2014; Shawn born 1977

community aired from 2009 -2014; Britta born 1980

(Take these two quotes just as an example but it's referenced casually throughout both shows)

Britta’s Dad: I mean, every time we get too close, you run off. We sent you a birthday card to your apartment in New York, and the next week you’re setting fire to a Jamba Juice in San Jose.

Britta: How long is that gonna stick with me?

Britta’s Mom: Until arson is legal, sweetie.

Gus: Shawn, you’ve had fifty-seven jobs since we left high school.

Shawn: Yes I have. And they were all fun. But this one takes the cake.

Gus: Oh yeah? Better than the acupuncture clinic?

Shawn: I didn’t realize experience was necessary.

Gus: What about the summer you spent driving the weiner mobile?

Shawn: I did that for the hot dogs.

I think they fit somewhere in the ballpark of each other's types, both sluts(affectionate) and it makes sense for them to have crossed paths at some point during Britta's “anhercists” days. 

So that establishes a link between the groups, but what would it be like if they interacted? Take the arbitrary scenario; Shawn and Gus have gotten themselves and by extension the SBPD into another whacky shenanigan somehow who cares how i'm not writing this

I imagine initially everyone in the study group has a more or less positive impression of Shawn because he's charming, (with the notable exception of…you got it! Jeff)

JEFF

In typical jeff fashion is immediately threatened by Shawn because he has to be the coolestmostlikeabledude™ in the room at all times while simultaneously has to act like he doesn't care so he's quietly seething and - hey what's this new dude doing here making all my friends laugh that's my job! i must now make it my life's mission to prove this guys a fraud and reclaim my status no matter how much a fool i make of myself in the process (a la: advanced documentary filmmaking)

BRITTA

Normal standard “hey old friend” situation, remember when we *insane thing involving multiple felonies and property destruction* haha anyway let me introduce you to my friends - 

ANNIE

immediate skepticism that Shawn is able to sidestep pretty quickly by being charming/flirty (NOT in a gross way *hisses at the jeffannie shippers*) Her reaction being like when the dean “swaps bodies with jeff” or after abed’s don draper impression.

ABED

Knows Shawn isn't really psychic but goes along with it/doesn’t point out that Shawn’s hyper observant because he's invested in watching the psychic/cop show formula play out. He would! and I would too!

(quote from 5x03 Basic Intergluteal Numismatics):

Abed Nadir: [Pretending to read the crime scenes as a psychic] I see a man... using a social disorder as a procedural device. Wait, wait, wait, I see another man. Mildly autistic super detectives everywhere.

TROY

Obligatory: “you’re wrinkling my brain right now” and just general fascination, awe, and wonderment. Asks Shawn to tell him his future

SHIRLEY

Immediate judgment on Shawn's practices not being christian enough for her standards, but easily swayed to liking him once he picks up on something and comments on her ex husband being an idiot to lose her or something

PEIRCE

Does his peirce thing and tries to seem impressive and fails, something level five laser lotus blah blah - u get it thats enough on him 

THE DEAN

Is facilitating the psych crew being there because it might bring in good press for greendale and he def does the hand on shoulder thing when he meets him you know the one - omg and totally is into Lassiter furrowed brows “im packing heat” Carlton, please. – lassie is Not Amused™ 

CHANG

This depends on what point in community canon this interaction takes place because season 1 chang would prob be normal(for him), but like season 5 Chang would do/say something so insane and so chang that i can't even come up with it

As for our psych guys, Gus points out how weird and fucked up and bizarre Greendale is meanwhile Shawn is LIVING for it - signs them up for the Dean’s PA announcements class, and “Gus! buddy! I hope you don't mind. I used your credit card to sign us up for The History of Ice Cream. Come on, it starts in 20 minutes ! :D” Gus: “Shawn! >:0”

Lassie would just nonstop point out all the health and safety violations- he doesn't want to be here- calls a lot of people hippies, generally grumpy demeanor and we love him for it.

Starburns terribly hits on Jules - gets rejected, proceeds to try and sell her drugs - gets arrested.

[wrestler-smash-or-pass]

Weekly Wrapup 2/11/24 (late!)

This Week's Rankings:

Risa Sera - 84.2% smash

Sami Zayn - 77.0%

Christian Cage (The Patriarch) - 76.8%

AJ Lee - 75.6%

Rowdy Roddy Piper - 64.3%

Luna Vachon - 64.1%

Trish Stratus (Modern) - 58.1%

Dolph Ziggler - 57.4%

Cara Noir - 57.1%

Jeff Cobb - 50.6%

The Rock - 38.5%

AJ Styles - 37.6%

Dijak - 34.7%

Spike Trivet - 12.6%

More stats under the cut, along with my observations, commentary, and some of my favorite tags...

Most total votes this week (most enthusiasm)

Christian Cage - 582

Sami Zayn - 435

Dolph Ziggler - 289

Rowdy Roddy Piper - 277

The Rock - 270

And least total votes this week (least enthusiasm)

Spike Trivet - 175

Risa Sera - 183

Luna Vachon - 198

Dijak - 202

Cara Noir - 212

The closest poll was Jeff Cobb, who won 124-121

Top Ten Overall

Kris Statlander - 91% smash

Athena - 90.2% smash

Hikaru Shida - 89.7% smash

Minoru Suzuki (Young Variant) - 88.7% smash

Swerve Strickland - 88.3% smash

Toni Storm - 88.1% smash

Hiroshi Tanahashi - 87.7% smash

Hangman Adam Page - 86.4% smash

Bianca Belair - 86.4% smash

Hikuleo - 86.0% smash

Bottom Ten Overall

Vince McMahon - 3.9% smash

Kane (Corporate variant) - 10.1% smash

Miracle Violence Connection - 11.8% smash

Gene Munny - 12.4% smash

Spike Trivet - 12.% smash

Triple H (Terra Ryzing variant) - 18.6% smash

Charlie Dempsey - 22.1% smash

The Boogeyman - 22.6% smash

Brock Lesnar - 23.2% smash

Marty Scurll - 23.8% smash

Top Women Overall

Kris Statlander - 91% smash

Athena - 90.2% smash

Hikaru Shida - 89.7% smash

Toni Storm - 88.1% smash

Bianca Belair - 86.4% smash

Bottom Women Overall

Carmella - 47.8% smash

Nikkita Lyons - 48.2% smash

Julia Hart (Cheerleader Variant) - 49.8% smash

Trish Stratus (Modern) - 58.1% smash

Sherri Martel - 63.1% smash

Top Men Overall

Minoru Suzuki (Young Variant) - 88.7% smash

Swerve Strickland - 88.3% smash

Hiroshi Tanahashi - 87.7% smash

Hangman Adam Page - 86.4% smash

Hikuleo - 86.0% smash

Top Tag Teams

The Golden Lovers - 80.4% smash

Best Friends - 66.7% smash

Motor City Machine Guns - 65.5% smash

Young Bucks - 43.8% smash

Ink Inc. - 25% smash

Average Smash Rating

Week 1: 52.7% Week 2: 57.7% Week 3: 54.4% Week 4: 62.9% Week 5: 58.4% Week 6: 55.9% Week 7: 59.6% Week 8: 56.7% Week 9: 53.3% Week 10: 57.6% Week 11: 55.6% Week 12: 56.3%

Important housekeeping note: I'm changing the order in which I handle requests. Previously I was processing them chronologically (first in, first out), but I'm now prioritizing requests according to content. Please take a peek at my pinned post for more information.

I wonder how many of you would have voted "smash" for the Rock before last week. Like, just how much good will was erased in an instant? So far, events have interfered with poll results twice in the three months of this blog's existence (three months of the most insane wrestling news in the history of pro wrestling, tbh), and I'm contemplating running those polls again in a year or so if requests get slow and the events are behind us.

Our collective father Christian Cage has taken the top spot for total votes, with 582 people casting votes. He is No. 34 overall in terms of smashability by percent, but just due to the sheer number of votes cast, he received more smash votes (447) than anyone else. Like, the only people to receive more TOTAL votes than that are Punk (527), Hook (449), and Hangman (447). I was really hoping he'd pass the 600 vote mark, but not today.

Sami Zayn also joined the "Whole Lotta Votes" club with 435, putting him at No. 7 overall.

And now for some of my favorite tags and comments

@howlinghunters on Sami Zayn: #Listen I'm smashing but only if he lets me comb his beard

@pavlovean on Dijak: #seeing the results of this post felt like someone telling me they wouldn’t fuck my dad#like i’m kinda offended by it but it feels weird to be so offended by it#like i don’t want to fuck him but i love him so what’s wrong with you? think you’re too good for dadjak?

@rosabellebelieve on Dolph Ziggler: #but AM i allowed to pin him down and deep condition his hair? bc that man has been frying his hair for years

@mancewarner on AJ Lee: #praying for the day her and punk spot me across the bar and approach me saying they like my vibe

@lghockey on AJ Styles: "I cant smash a guy with white suburban soccer mom hair"

@unseenbox on Christian Cage: #He's not the step dad he's the dad who stepped up#Because ur fathers dead

@booboo-eyedbambi on Christian Cage: #my dad isnt dead but i can pretend he is for some dick

@rosabellebelieve on Christian Cage: #my dad died during this storyline so i feel like i have to join christians cult#yes you can use this tag even w my dead dad op 💜 I'm so sorry for your loss. I lost my dad a few years ago and have been making my friends uncomfortable by saying my mom could do worse than Christian

@wrestlefag on Christian Cage: #fine i'll do it. since adam copeland is so fucking complicated

[faerieswrites]

transfemme punklower drabble!

Hobie sat behind Mielle on the bed, her hands gently running through Mielle’s freshly detangled hair. Hobie had seen her hair wet and decided she was a perfect candidate for goddess braids, and Mielle had gone along without complaint. Hobie was tender-headed like her, and took care of her sister locs herself, so Mielle trusted that her girlfriend wouldn’t tug her hair. Hobie kissed her head before she grabbed the rat-tail comb and began to part Mielle’s hair with surgical precision. She hummed Destroy Boys to herself as she worked, using the edge control Mielle usually used to do her edges as a parting gel, slowly running a single finger over each of the parts, making sure they were completely straight. 

Mielle closed her eyes, thinking back on how they ended up here after all these months. It’d started with a schoolgirl crush, with Mielle watching Hobie swing through the air, not sure why her heart was beating a hundred miles an hour whenever Hobie called her love. Mielle sighed as Hobie began to braid, relaxing completely in the hands of her lover. Hobie had been the one to ask her out - Mielle was way too nervous - and their first date had been them tagging the local GOP operation building. Her dad hadn’t been pleased, but he got over it.

He was significantly less thrilled when Hobie pierced Mielle’s septum, but seeing how happy his daughter was with it, he let it go. Oftentimes, Mielle and her mom would joke about Jeff being a ‘girl dad’, and letting her get away with practically anything. Mielle knew the real reason behind it, though. It’d been such a shock to them when she came out that they let anything slide that made her feel less dysphoric. That was probably why they’d warmed up to Hobie so easily, knowing the girl was one of the main reasons Mielle had been so happy recently. 

Hobie began to braid with quick, practiced movements. Mielle looked up at her girlfriend, admiring the adorable expression of concentration she had. Her chain (really Mielle’s grandmother’s chain) was hanging from her neck, dangling over Mielle’s face. Hobie met her eyes, smiling and turning pink. Mielle grinned back.

“You’re gonna have to teach me how to retwist, so I can return the favor,” Mielle said, still looking into her girl’s eyes. Hobie snorted and returned to her braiding. “I’m serious, Hobie. I want to give you the same things you give me.”

“I believe you, pretty bird. It’s just… I’ve seen you try and braid 42-Miles’ hair, and, well, you’re not very good at it.” Mielle let out an exaggerated offended gasp, and Hobie rolled her eyes. “Come out of it, love.” Mielle huffed.

“I could totally do it.” She said defiantly. Hobie leaned down and kissed her nose, which immediately mollified her. “Alright, I’ll let it go. Just this once, though.” Hobie nodded, trying to keep the humor out of her expression. Mielle couldn’t stay annoyed with her girl for long, though. She was just too beautiful, too funny, too Hobie to get annoyed with. It was much to her chagrin whenever they fought, which wasn’t often. 

They sat in companionable silence for the next few hours, occasionally taking breaks to watch a few episodes of their favorite soap opera or to infodump about whatever they were hyper-fixated on at the meaning. Mielle felt so unbelievably lucky to have such a perfect girlfriend. She wondered what she’d ever done to deserve Hobie. There wasn’t a better girl in any of the universes - no one clicked with her as Hobie did. They were made for each other, plain and simple. “Alright, pretty bird. You’re all finished.” Hobie said, nudging Mielle so she sat up. Mielle grinned excitedly and the two of them went to the bathroom. Mielle looked in the mirror and saw herself staring back. Her, the real her, the version of her that looked just how she’d dreamed of back when she had short hair and a deep voice. It was everything she’d ever wanted, and she had the only girl she’d ever wanted by her side for every second of it.

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[alitgblog]

finale thoughts!!

I knew fusebox had to drop the ball at some point it just happened a lot slower than I was expecting 🤣

first off, now that I've fully rejected Theo it feels like he's missing in action again, hilariously. said it before, but they said he's like the dad of the group initially and I wish we'd have more platonic interactions with him to see that.

Hari and Hazel having Oakley and Emel esque drama God damn we should've just kept Oakley and Emel. That would actually be more interesting to me bc in character makes sense, they're always fighting but something about their last argument was the last straw and then they tearfully announce finale morning that though they care for each other they decide to break up and won't join everyone in the final to be true to themselves (basically I stole this from love island USA S4 with Nadjah and Jeff lol)

also bc I liked Hari and Hazel together I wish they could've just made it. Like they make more sense to me than Bea and Logan.

Speaking of Bea and Logan, I do think they're such a random couple. I mean, ngl it's not like the love island show always produces four strong couples for the finale each season, but since like S5 of the game it feels like there are no good couples that make sense in the finale except for MC and whoever she's with. Like Amelia and Toby MAYBE just bc they were written for each other, but even then. at least when Angie coupled with Oliver as a last minute love interest for her, there was the story that she couldn't find anyone and that they had a lot in common and actually showed some interest in each other until fusebox threw that out the window and made Angie a lesbian (which I'm not complaining about but then whyd they keep Oliver around)

And since I'm talking about all the couples anyway I guess I will comment on Theo and Claudia being together still for some reason?? said this before but WHY. at least they're a hot couple. if they're still together during the reunion though oml 🙄

anyway hideaway is nice.

I didn't realize your answer with Hazel would determine your final date but that's cute it's in a castle. Also I picked it bc I personally thought that would be interesting, but I totally forgot Jin is also a history nerd so I'm just gonna pretend that the imaginary producers were like oh we have a perfect date for these two hot nerds lol. I wish he had more comments on the castle though, bc yeah he's a history buff! just really shows the dialogue is all merged now so it's very generic.

like I feel like Jin hasn't made any jokes for a while too, which is out of character but that's bc the dialogue has to work for Jin and Oakley and Jack and Tyler too 😭 I guess it doesn't need to be fully custom but a couple lines here and there to remind us of the character they had in the beginning would be nice.

I love Hazel up until this episode now because what do you mean they're fighting over suck and blow now???? I let the card drop bc I want to be an instigator!! let MC kiss Hari again,, cause a big fucking mess 🤭

that did not happen of course

I also think we just didn't need drama the last episode. like there'll be enough emotions with the characters being sad about leaving and talking about the outside, there doesn't need to be more relationship drama. if there MUST be drama: do what I said earlier in the other hari/hazel bullet point where they just have a swift death and self eliminate in the morning/afternoon, or have petty drama between non romantic islanders. like when S2 the girls are arguing over lotion or perfume or whatever or the salt crisps later and bathroom problems later on. These guys have been living in close proximity for some time, they're bound to get agitated over little things that don't result in big shocking revelations and breakups, so just do that.

speeches cringe as always but that's just the nature of those declarations anyway. Hazel though, girl, stop it.. I'm getting the ick for you as a friend

another comment for branching would've been nice: it's weird that Claudia is like omg we're besties when they both sorta cheated on their partners in casa for each other (in my game at least). like she says we have to plan to hang out outside the villa and I'm thinking oh shit,an open relationship with Jin??gotta make sure he's okay with it first 😂😂

Beady eyed Finn is around and he clearly got that post villa plastic surgery

also wtf, seriously Finn!!!!????

like Hamish I don't like and I don't think it makes sense he'd do it S6, but I understand that he's a fan favorite and very silly so that's why he's there. S7, I didn't play but I think it was Ivy and she's not a fan favorite, but I could so see the producers trying to pick anyone who had the free time and wanted to do it and she's the only one who said yes. But Finn??? I'd bet on Eddie coming back before Finn?? And fusebox has access to S4, like they could've picked Bruno, so why Finn??

and of course fusebox does one last begging for gems in exchange for some gossip you can do without 🙄 AND it would be gossip about ex in the villa no thank you

even though we have a few more

[tic-toc-clock77]

TicciWork parental headcanons

Contains my fankids Aaron and Lee!:3

- Toby and Clockwork were never really prepared to be parents ... At all.

- But that never stopped them from trying their best!

- It helped that Jack and Nina had already had a child, so they could go to them for help

- And they needed A LOT of it

- Even though Lee was a relativity silent and easy baby to have around, Clock and Toby were both still stressed out

- "What if we're not feeding him enough?" "What if we're feeding him too much?!" "WHAT IF HE GETS SICK?!"

- The entire first 4-5 months are full of stress and mental strain that they really didn't need to be put under

- By the 6th month, they'd calmed considerable and started focusing on milestones

- a silent battle took place over whether the kid would say Mom or Dad first

- he said "Jeff." ...ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ

- Maybe having Jeff as a babysitter so often was a bad idea XD

- Then about 2 years later, Aaron was born

- He was a lot more difficult than Lee had ever been

- Constant crying, got sick very often and always ended up having to get Jack for help

- He caused Toby and Clock a lot of needed worry which was finally warranted

- But as time went on, like most babies, he gradually calmed much to relief of the parents.

- As they got older, the brothers never really understood anything but the forest, they knew everyone but their parents as an aunt or uncle

- Toby took both boys out before at night to see Connie, of course from afar after they asked why they don't know their grandparents

- "Why don't we know Mom's parents?"

"Funny story actually..." (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

- She never told them the truth though :(

- Similarly to the way Sally was lied to about the murders, also goes for the second generation

- "Yeahhh, we help people sleep." (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

- The boys were both good friends with Alice and grew up hanging out in the forest (EJ and Nina's daughter, canon btw!)

- Clocky taught Lee to draw for fun and he ended up being better than her at it, which she was super proud of

- But eventually, the truth had to come out and so, the boys were told the truth when they were 15 and 13

- Lee already knew (smartass) (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠)/J

- Aaron had literally no idea and was freaked out for like, a week

- "C'mon, you baby, you can't be serious."

"THEY'RE SERIAL KILLERS??!!"

"Obviously???"

- Eventually Aaron came around when he heard the full story of how they ended up there and accepted it

- Though, he wasn't sure about following in their footsteps...unlike Lee, who had been on a few missions with Alice already

- While on the fence, Aaron joined his brother and Alice on missions and realized he was extremely bad at handling gore

- "You've seen this stuff before, what's your problem?"

*Literally puking*

"Is...he okay?"

"He'll be fine."

- He was NOT fine, he was mortified

- He decided he probably wouldn't ever kill anything and became a total pacifist

- Instead, he opted to help out Jack with her "Doctor Stuff or whatever."

- While Alice and Lee spent most of their time doing missions and really getting into it and enjoying themselves...

- "OHHHHHH LEE'S GOT A GIRLFRIENNDDDD!!!!"

"SHUT UP! NO I DON'T!"

- "Does Lee have a girlfriend?"

"YES!"

"NO!"

- Maybe not a girlfriend but absolutely an awkward crush

- Very Dee and Lif from metal family (literally what I based them on XDD)

But who knows what the future holds? We'll all have to see cuz idk yet! XD

[alwaysdaydreaming1]

Summary : Y/n works on set with jackass and Bam has a thing for her. One question leads to 100 feelings.

This was supposed to just be a smut but I got way too invested in the story since there will be a part 2 !

Long story , angst, drinking, swearing, implying smut (smut in chapter two) , fighting , use of y/n,

Chapter one : feelings on fire 🔥

Arter leaving med school you didn’t have much of a plan. You had recently graduated and your parents were so proud of you. You loved seeing them happy and proud but the whole time that you’d had been studying you knew in the back of you’re head that you were only doing it for them and you really couldn’t wait until you could move on.

after graduating there was a period of time where you had no idea what you wanted to do or where you wanted to be.

Everyday you’re parents would call and ask if you had applied for any new jobs or if you were thinking about studying even more which you totally knew you weren’t gonna do again.

You were living in a small apartment in San Francisco and just down the street was convenience store where you would either stop by on you’re way home from a night out to grab some hangover essentials or where you would end up on those nights were chips and a large coke called you’re name.

Tho today was different. After a long conversation over the phone with your dad about the different hospitals he had found that we’re looking for new people you needed air.

You felt as if the pressure from your parents had transformed into two real dumbbells sitting on your shoulders.

As you walked in to the convenience store you saw a man standing opposite the counter talking to Gary. The manager of the shop.

Gary looked away from the guy he was talking to and gave you a wink .

You just gave him a smile back and walked toward the candy isle.

As you were looking at what chocolate bar to buy you took out one of your headphones from your ear closets to the counter.

“Yeah we’ve been filming all day, the guys are at the hotel getting some rest. We leave tomorrow for LA and if I know the guys right there will be some great footage from there so keep your eyes open for the next movie. Hey thanks for letting me put of the posters on you’re fly board , have a good one”

The guy left and you felt you’re legs walk towards the counter quicker than you where prepared for. You handed Gary the candy bar and looked over at the fly board .

“Who was that ?” Just above a missing person poster you saw.

“JACKASS MOVIE CAST LOOKING FOR ON SET MEDIC. MUST HAVE MEDICAL TRAINING AND BE ABLE TO COME ALONG IN TOUR “

“I don’t know, some guy named Jeff wanting to put up some posters and talked about a new movie coming out “ Gary said whilst scanning you’re item.

You looked out the glass door and before you could even think about what to say you opened the door and ran out and after the guy that had just left.

“Hey! Hey you! Wait! “ you ran up to him and he turned around to meet you’re face.

“Hey I saw the poster you put up in there”

He looked at you up and down.

“Hey! I don’t need any fan girls trying to get close to my guys, you can meet them at our next meet and greet “ He turned around and opened the car door.

“Fan girl? I don’t know what you’re filming and I haven’t heard about jackass but I am a trained medic, I recently graduated med school and I’ve been looking for somewhere to work “ you sounded a bit desperate but maybe that’s because you were.

He turned around again and smiled.

And that is how you ended up in the situation you are in right now.

Working as a medic on the set of Jackass and going from place to place with the guys.

Patching up cuts and putting cream in bruises and forcing everyone to wear a helmet when a ramp was involved.

A few months had gone buy since you had first met Jeff and you’ve gotten to know the guys very well by know. Even tho they are pranksters by heart they never wanted to do anything that would hurt their “on set angel” as they said. But now and then someone would jump out behind a corner and scare you or leave a fake cockroach in the medic trailer.

It was a hot and sunny day and Ryan had just helped you put up canopy outside your trailer so that you could help the guys outside but not be in the sun directly.

“Thanks Ry” you said and smiled towards Ryan. Since becoming part of the team Ryan and you had become close and he felt as an older brother to you and he felt he wanted to make everything as easy as possible for you.

“No worries y/n, hey you coming out with us later tonight ? We are going to the local bar to get some drinks and talk shit , probably throw some darts so I think I you might be needed there “ he smiled a cheeky smile at you.

“What you guys do on you’re free time is not my problem, but maybe, they just released the latest episodes of Hollywood wives so I might stay in “

“Aaaw come on you know you’ll have a good time with us, dance all night , drink all night and make questionable decisions “ Dunn said coming closer moving his hips as his hands were on his head and showing you the good time he is promising.

“I bet you get some real hotties with those moves “ you laughed at him.

Just as he was about to show you something you probably didn’t wanna see Bam came lumping in on one leg, holding his hand over his thigh and whining.

“What the fuck are you doing Dunn , never mind move over Knoxville just shot me with that stupid paintball gun and I feel like I’m dying” He hopped up on the foldable hospital bed that was a necessity to bring with us whilst filming. Dunn started to mimic Bam as he left and called him a loser.

You stood by Bam with rubbing alcohol in one had and ointment cream in the other. “Well let’s see the damage” Bam started taking of his black jeans hissing at the pain of the fabric rubbing against the area where he got shot. He hopped back onto the bed and you assed the damage. “Ouch I think this one might hurt a few weeks Bam, really all I can do is clean it and put some cream but it might bruise bad “

“Isn’t your whole job here to make us feel better “ Bam said with a hiss as you started cleaning the paint off his leg.

“I’m an on set medic Bam, not an on set whore “ you said with a stern look up at him.

He chuckled, his hand was holding over his dark purple boxers, and you couldn’t help but notice it.

“Are you an at home whore tho” Bam said with a big smile and as he watches you massaging in the white cream on his leg. “This scene reminds me of something “

You stood right up with your back again and gave him a look that said more than words.

You turned your back to take off your plastic gloves and throw them in the trash.

You could feel Bams eyes eyeing you up and down from behind.

Ever since joining the guys on set everyone has been very respectful and nice, even tho they sometimes flirt, but it was more of a friendly flirt. The way the only girl on set would be flirted with. But with Bam it was different. When he said something it felt real. As if he meant it. As if if you said yes to one of the many crazy things he suggest daily he would not think one second about doing it.

You didn’t have much experience. You were never really interested in hanging out with guys in high school and you never had the time when you studied. But you weren’t totally clueless. It was mostly random hookups from nights out with some work friends, never anything serious.

You kept your feelings pretty much to your self.

Sometimes Bams jokes could get a little much when he said stuff like that and you didn’t really know what to say or how to react. You tried to stay as professional on set but with the guys it was pretty much impossible.

“Are you a virgin y/n” Bam broke the silence and awoke you from your thoughts. It was a very straightforward question even from Bam.

You turned around and looked at him. “What ? Why would you ask me that”

He had that cheeky smirk he always had when he was up to something.

He stood up and pulled his pants up, zipping up his zipper but still keeping eye contact with you.

“What? I can’t try to get to know you ? “

“You don’t get to know someone by asking that” you told him.

“So you are a virgin”

You were happy none of the guys was near. You felt your cheeks become hot.

“No Bam I’m not. Anything else you want to know before I kick you out of here or shoot you myself with knoxvilles gun “ you said annoyed.

Bam took a few steps towards you.

“You know he doesn’t let anyone touch his gun, it’s like his child”

“Maybe not you guys , but I’m cute and all it takes is batting my eyelashes at him and I’ll have it here in a second “ you stepped away and walked past Bam. You sprayed the bed down with sanitizer and wiped it clean.

“Ouf, harsh” Bam turned around and looked at the way you were bent over the bed to reach all the corners.

You could feel the tension in the air and it was hard to tell your own feelings.

“Yes, harsh” you said “ so get outta here before I make it happen “

“You said I could have one more question”

You sighed and looked at him. “Will it make you leave me alone for the rest of the day “

“Maybe “ his smiled had changed. He had a crooked grin and his puppy dog eyes didn’t leave yours.

“ why don’t you ever talk about you’re family or you’re personal life with us, or with me” the tension grew stronger but it felt more sharp this time.

You didn’t know what to say. It was common for the guys to talk about their family’s or friends or personal life on breaks or when you guys went out.

Since you had joined the jackass team your parents couldn’t be more disappointed and angry with you. They told you that you had let them down and that you wasted your training. After you left San Francisco you hadn’t spoken to them. Not really by choice tho. You tried to call home now and then but no one would pick up.

When you got stressed or uncomfortable you would fidget. And Bam noticed that.

You listened to his question whilst you cleaned some of the medical stuff in your kit that didn’t need cleaning.

Bam broke the silence again. “You can tell me stuff y/n”

Just as you’re eyes met him and you’re mouth opened , a very cut up Steve-O came running in.

“Omg I think I’m dying, someone needs to take that paintball gun from him right now “

He laid down on the bed and you looked at him and laughed awkwardly. Getting your tools ready again.

Bam walked over to the others but he left the tension in the tent and as you were cleaning SteveO off you thought about what Bam had asked you.

You had just gotten out of the shower and sat by the hotel mirror doing your make up.

The guys didn’t let you leave the set until you had promised that you would come out with them tonight.

You didn’t really feel up to partying but you also knew you needed a few drinks after today.

As you carefully let the dark brownish/ redish lipstick glide over you’re lips a loud and passionate knock came from you’re door making you slip and getting a little lipstick on you’re cheek.

“Fuck “ you sighed and went to open the door.

Outside the door stood Dunn and SteveO.

“Can’t you knock like a normal fucking person, look what you did “

They both laughed as they came into your room.

“That’s how you’re gonna look when I’m done with you tonight” Dunn said and poked you in the ribs.

“Euw freak” you said back. SteveO laughing in the background.

“So are you done, we are leaving in ten minutes”

You went into the bathroom and got dressed.

A tight dark gray tank top with the Rolling Stones logo on and a pair of dark blue flared jeans and some black heels.

You came out of the bathroom and did a little spin.

SteveO whistled loudly and Dunn clapped his hands

“ how will I ever compete with the guys you have drooling over you everywhere you go “

The others had already left so when you came into the loud bar you saw a few hands from over at the furthest booth away from the door was waving at you.

You went up to the bar.

Dunn caught the barmaids attention . “ two beers and what do you want y/n” he said looking at you. “I’ll have a shot of tequila and vodka soda “

Dunn gave you a weird look as the barmaid poured the drinks. “What are you trying to forget tonight “ you laughed and the barmaid handed you the shot.

You kept you’re eye contact with Dunn as you tilted you’re head back and let the liquid burn down you’re throat . “Don’t even ask me “ you took your drink and went to sit with the other guys.

“Woah y/a you look freaking hot “ Knoxville said. “Just for you baby “ you blew him a kiss and sat down.

As you sat down you realised Bam was the one sitting next to you. “Calling you’re boss baby isn’t so professional is it y/n, but he’s right you look fucking hot “

“ oh shut up Bam “

After a few drinks and conversations bout various things around the table everyone had started talking among themselves.

Knoxville and Jeff were sitting across the table and talking about something they wanted to film tomorrow. SteveO and Ehren were chatting up some fan girls at the bar and Bam had gone to order.

“You know he likes you right “ Dunn whispered drunkly in your ear .

“Shut up Ry” you pushed his face away “it’s true ! I’m not lying I’ve known him for a long time and I know when he likes someone and he adores you “

You watched Bam standing at the bar paying.

“It doesn’t feel much as adoration, it feels more as if he wants to have sex with me “

You’re head had turned from the bar and when Dunns eyes left yours to someone behind you, you quickly turned you head. Shit.

“ Damn y/n I didn’t know you were some kind of psychic “ Bam smiled as he gave you you’re drink.

You felt your cheeks getting hot again. You didn’t want him to see you ashamed so you gave him a cocky comeback .” Well I really don’t have to be a psychic, you ask me all the time if I wanna have sex with you or if I’m a virgin or telling me about what you’ve done with other girls or asking me how many guys I’ve been with, it’s pretty clear to see what you’re intentions are “ you took a big sip of you’re drink and Bam looked at you with his serious eyes.

“Well you still haven’t answers my two questions “

“Omg Bam why are you so interested” you stood up “ excuse me I need the bathroom” you held your drink and pushed past him . Luckily none of the other guys seemed to notice you’re little upset. Expect Dunn and Bam. They watched as you walked past the bathrooms and towards to back door.

You sat down at one of the empty tables the bar had outside. People sat around different tables smoking and drinking.

You took a big breath and then a sip of you’re drink.

You had quit smoking some time back but before leaving the hotel earlier that night you had noticed an old pack of cigs in you’re jacket pocket and as if you already then knew how the night would be you let them stay in the pocket.

You took one between your lips and then toon the lighter from the table , probably one that someone had forgotten.

But after a few tries you realised someone had probably left it there on purpose .

“Come on” you said to the lighter.

“Here I have one” you didn’t have to look up you knew that voice.

“Ry I don’t want to hear anything “ you sighed

“I know but the thought of you sitting out here by yourself makes my heart ache “

You gave him a little laugh and he sat down.

“You know” you started before you took another puff, Dunn looked at you

“I’ve never really told anyone anything. And no one has ever really questioned, I went trough all years of med school just because my parents wanted me to really and they never questioned why I chose it because they already know. They know I did it for them so they never asked much about it” You took another puff “ and even when I had graduated it wasn’t enough “ Dunn looked at you and listened to you talking. You had never been so open with him like you were right now. “ I haven’t spoken to them since moving”

“That’s quite understandable “ Ryan said quietly.

“No not really , I always call them but they never pick up because they would rather me not tell them how I feel and what I’m thinking than actually dealing with me, it’s always been like that, ever since I was a child , that’s why I have learned to keep everything in because I’d rather be quite than disappoint”

You threw your cig down and stepped on it. Taking a big swig at your drink you now looked at Ryan for the first time since he sat down .

“ I’m not a virgin”

“No one cares if you are or if you’re not “ Dunn said

“I’ve never had anything serious tho. Only random hookups. Which I never told my parents I mean can you imagine they would freak out that I wasn’t dating someone properly”

“Bam didn’t mean to stir this all up in you “

“ I know, but when you’ve kept your secrets and your ugly feelings and thoughts to yourself for so long, it feels like an interrogation when someone actually asks you something…. real”

There was a long silence between the two of you until Dunn finally spoke again .

“I’m sorry y/n for not asking you about you more…”

You felt the regret of opening up and the anxiety in making Dunn feel bad grew in your stomach.

“no no Ry stop it’s not like that “ you stood up and took Dunns hand motioning him to also stand up

“ just forget what I said. I didn’t mean for this to become some sad night, let’s go inside and drink until we can’t see each other anymore “

You pulled his arm and started walking towards the door again.

You knew he meant well and that he cared about you. But you also knew he had some shit going and you didn’t want him to need to think about you as well.

You and Dunn ware never a good idea when you guys went out. You guys were the type of friends to not stop each other.

When you came back inside the place had gotten more crowded and people were dancing and singing. You went back to the table. You noticed Bam and Ehren were gone.

“Where did Bam and Ehren go “ Dunn asked Jeff and Knoxville.

“He said he didn’t feel well so he went back to the hotel and Ehren went with some girl “ Jeff said . Dunn looked back at you.

“Let’s go get something else to drink “ he said and dragged you towards the bar .

A few hours had passed and more than a few shots had been consumed.

You and Ryan were dancing and laughing. You could feel the shots. Your head was spinning and you couldn’t feel your feet.

As you went back to the table to drink some more. You could see that the guys were leaving.

“noo where are you guys going “

“We are going back to the hotel darling “

Knoxville said drunkenly. He reached for you’re drink that you had in you’re hand

“Maybe you should too” he said.

“Nooo don’t be boring Knoxville “ you stepped closer to him and looked into his eyes. Batting your eyelashes at him. You hadn’t been this drunk in a while and you knew you’d regret some of the things you’ve done tonight.

“Darling if I wasn’t so old and you weren’t so young I would’ve stayed out until morning with you” he cheekily smiled at you as he put your drink on the table .

“Get Dunn to get you back to the hotel safely “ he leaned down and gave you a kiss on your forehead and you waved goodbye to him. Jeff gave you a hug and left with Knoxville

As they pushed trough the crowd you saw them telling Dunn something and he nodded and hugged them goodbye.

Dunn was as drunk could be and you had no plan on sobering him up. You needed a drinking partner tonight.

After some time it was only you and Dunn left at the bar from the crew.

You had gone to the bar to order another drink and when you looked back you could see Dunn dancing with a girl.

Your drunk brain couldn’t stop thinking about Bam. And what Bam had asked you . And the way Bams shirt rose up when he held his skateboard over his head. Or the way he would moan quietly in pain when you cleaned his wounds or the way he held his hand over his dick this morning.

Your head was spinning and you really hoped that drunk words aren’t sober thoughts.

You were to many shots in and there was nothing stopping you when you had decided how to end this night.

You swallowed the shot and it didn’t even burn anymore. You walked up Dunn .

“Hey I’m heading back I’ll see you tomorrow don’t do anything stupid “

Dunn was to caught up with the girl he was dancing with.

Somehow you got a hold of a taxi and told him what hotel you were staying at.

After leaving the bar and getting in the car you could feel how drunk you actually were and you knew there was no going back now.

You tried to act normal when walking into the hotel lobby even tho you were holding you’re heels in you’re hand because there was no way you’d be able to walk in them now.

You went into the elevator. Everything was blurry. You looked into elevator mirror and realised you couldn’t even see you’re own face.

Ding!

The doors opened and you walked out of the elevator onto Bams floor. You tried to remember his door number and looked in your pockets for the piece of paper where you had written all of the guys room numbers.

“Two one nine , two one nine , two one nine “

You kept saying to yourself as you stumbled trough the corridor. Trying to keep your eyes open.

Suddenly 219 was in front of you.

Before you could even try to think rationally you’re hand knocked aggressively on the door.

And as you heard you’re own knock realisation came to you. Bam and Ehren shared a room, what were you doing here, you’re drunk and holding your own shoes.

“Y/n?”

You hadn’t even realised that Bam had opened the door

You looked right at him.

He was only wearing his grey pyjama pants and his hair was messy from sleeping. oh he looked so hot you thought.

“You’re a fucking dick and you know it” you’re words came out weird and he could tell how drunk you were.

“Prying into my personal life thinking you have some right to know about my parents or about the guys I’ve been with “

You pushed passed him and went into the room dropping your shoes and bag somewhere on the floor.

“Y/n you’re very drunk “ Bam said trying to calm you down.

Your voice only got louder.

“Well here I am Bam take your chance because there won’t ever be another one, make passionate love to me the way no other guy has, do all the things that you always talk about doing to me, the things you do with all the other girls ,take you’re chance Bam do it ! “

You stepped closer to him

“Calm down I never meant to hurt you y/n, I only ever wanted to get to know you more but I’m not good at being serious”

Bams voice was different, so sincere.

“Well I’m very good at being serious and when I tell you this is your chance I mean it “

before you could stop yourself you pushed him. Bam was a bit taller than you and he was also a lot stronger so even tho you had used all your power he hadn’t moved from where he stood .

“Y/n , y/n stop it. I’m sorry I never meant to cause this “

You kept on trying to push him even tho he had a tight grip around your wrists.

“Why don’t you just call my parents as well ask them all you want about me I bet they’ll tell you some things ! Maybe they’ll pick up your call because they haven’t picked up mine in months ! Ask them if I’m a virgin or ask them why they hate me or ask them how proud they are of me! “

Bam looked at you with sadness in his eyes.

He never meant to cause you this much pain. He never meant to hurt you in any way.

He had never seen you this vulnerable and it made him almost scared but he knew he had to be there for you.

“You’re quite now ! Come on I’m in you’re hotel room take you’re chance ! “

“Stop it y/n calm down I would never use you that way. Calm down come here”

It wasn’t what you were prepared for.

His strong arms pulled you against his bare chest. He was so warm and soft. Your hands held his chest.

“Come on y/n breath”

You did as he said . You could feel a tear fall from your eye. You haven’t let out that much emotion in months and you hadn’t spoken about your pain out loud.

You two stood there in silence and you tried to match your breathing with his.

“You’re an asshole “ you whispered

“I know “ he whispered back

“And you made me realise that I’ve never really had a connection with any guy “ you kept on whispering

Bam didn’t whisper back.

His hand rubbed up and down you’re back slowly

“And you forced me to think about my problems “ your voice still so low.

“I’m sorry y/n”

“And you’re so so hot “ as soon as the words left you’re lips you knew you were still super fucking drunk .

Bam chuckled.

Slowly he move you over the bed and sat you down on it. As you sat down he turned to the hotel desk and tuned the kettle on.

And when he turned back he saw that you had threw yourself back onto the bed. The silence was loud but not uncomfortable.

He went in to the bathroom and wet a facecloth with warm water and soap and brought it out to you.

You had rolled over and we’re laying with you’re back against him with you’re knees close to you’re chest.

“Hey hey wake up y/n let’s wash you’re face a little”

The liquor you had consumed all night was really catching up to you.

“Nooo I wanna sleep “ you tried to push the cloth away.

“Here just let me do it “ Bam said softly.

The bright light from the hotel window woke you up. You’re bare legs felt nice against the warm blanket and you rubbed your eyes.

“Oh shit my mascara “ you thought you have forgetter to take you’re make up off and you didn’t want to look like a raccoon the first thing in the morning.

But when you looked at your knuckles, they were….clean.

“I didn’t have any of that stuff girls use to take their makeup off so I just used some hot water and soap and it seemed to work”

You sat up quickly and saw Bam. He had just gotten out of the shower. His hair was wet and curly and he had a white towel wrapped around his waist. Very very low…

He picked up the deodorant from the desk and sprayed into his armpits.

“How do you feel ?” Bam looked at you concerned.

You sat there quietly. All of yesterday coming back to you all at once. Everything except how you had ended up in the bed next to Bams in one of Bams T-shirts and without makeup.

You remember the fight you had in this room. Well you’re fight towards Bam.

“You want some aspirin ? A glass of water maybe ? “

You looked back at him. “yeah, yeah could I have some water “

Bam went into the bathroom and you heard the tap turn on.

You looked around the room. It was quite messy and you could really see that two boys were staying in there.

Bam came out and gave you the glass of water and some aspirin.

“Where did Ehren sleep? “ you said concerned.

“I haven’t seen him since the bar, he went back with some chick, who knows what he is up to right now” he laughed.

You gave him a small smile and then swallowed the aspirin.

Bam sat down on the bed, still in his towel but he had put a black T-shirt on whilst in the bathroom.

Bams eyes met yours and you didn’t have to say anything. He knew you were sorry and you knew he was sorry.

“Y/n I just wanted you to know…….”

Knock! Knock! Knock! Loud and aggressive knocks came from the door and before Bam even had time to stand up Dunn swung the door open “Bam! Bam! I can’t find y/n, the last time I saw here was at the bar!”

He came stomping in and as he looked up from his furrowed brows his jaw unclenched.

“Oh”

Bam stood up quickly from the bed. You could see how this looked. You were in bed with only underwear and Bams T-shirt on, and Bam with his towel around his hips.

“I only slept here Ry”

Dunn sighed and sat down in the desk chair rubbing his eyes

“ Jesus y/n I thought you’d been kidnapped or something, I ran right out of Jess room to find you, I’m just glad you’re fine”

“Whose Jess” you giggled

You heard Bam chuckle as well

“Oh just some girl I went back with “ Dunn said still rubbing his eyes and forehead

“Was it… good” Bam asked with a big smile

“Bro I was so drunk I just fell asleep on her floor “ the three of you just started laughing.

[llovelyangel]

Hi I was wondering if you could write some cute scenarios for girl dad jeff? Maybe like bullet point style?

𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚍

Jeff’s daughter would definitely be a total daddy’s girl and there’s no denying it, even before she’s born

He would be so careful with her when she’s first born, and so emotional and a little scared to hold her for the first time

But after he gets comfortable he’d be so overprotective, hovering over and keeping an eye on everyone when they’re holding his little girl

He would definitely make sure to make more time for his daughter even before she’s born so he can spend as much time with her after as well as time helping you while you’re pregnant

The absolute best at snuggles with his girls and nerf, whether they’re in the morning with you all sleepy or when you all are getting ready to relax and go to bed

If he has to go grab something and leaves her alone for a little, he’ll put nerf in charge of watching over her and when he’s back he walks into see your daughter giggling while nerf sniffs and licks her tiny hand or her petting him

Loves smothering her in kisses and hearing her giggle when his beard tickles her

Spoils her any chance he gets with clothes, toys, candy, snacks literally anything she wants he gets her

Gets so happy yet sad when she gets her big accomplishments, like first giggle, first steps, first smile, etc. and doesn’t want his baby girl to grow up so fast

Shares his food with her and she occasionally shares her puffs and goldfish with him

Is a very hands on dad, he wants to be involved and really makes sure that he’s in his daughter’s life regardless of his schedule or work and just all around very supportive and helpful

Can recite her favorite book, song, and Disney movie by heart

He learns how to get everything together for her by watching and observing you when you get her ready, like doing her hair, picking out her clothes, and learning how to make her favorite foods so that when you’re not there he can handle taking care of her by himself

He would go on daddy-daughter outings with his baby girl when he was taking care of her by himself

The both of them would definitely have matching or coordinating outfits and matching shoes

He’d be just as much attached to his baby girl as she is to him

If she’s ever sick, he’ll stay by her crib all day and night to keep an eye on her and will sleep on the floor if he has to

He would totally keep all of her drawings, bracelets, and the other little things his little girl would make for him

Will be there for every single recital, game, or whatever his daughter wants to do and makes sure that he won’t ever miss a single one

And will be the loudest parent there, clapping and shouting praises and encouragement to her the entire time

He would have started her out young by taking her on hikes and runs in her strap-on carrier and stroller

Sometimes he would just stare at you and your daughter as if you were the only people in the world and would look back at how much he’s changed for good and how far he’s come with his little family

He just loves being a dad in general, and is just so supportive, loving, and proud of his kids no matter what

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