#and i’m excited to start watching baby 2 because little babies are so much easier than toddlers

[keclan]

talk w my bosses yesterday and more this morning, and it seems like they would like to pay me more and get me a nicer apartment so happy pride 2 me specifically

[justmeinadaze]

We're A Family Part 17 (Steddie X You)

A/N: Thank you for your patience with me. I'm still moving a bit slow but I've been living in my comfort fics while writing a new comfort fic so yeah <3

Warnings: Dads Steddie and Mama Fem Reader, SMUT, mostly near the end with a lot of passion between da boys. FLUFF , we have an adorable addition to the Munson-Harrington crew <3 as well as Ro's birthday. ANGST because I'm me, Steve does something stupid with the best intentions, Him and Eddie get into a fight, Eddie's dad makes a cameo, Eddie talks about first moving in with Wayne, Dylan talks about divorce (dont panic! Its fine. We're all fine. Im not that angsty.) and I think that's it.

Word Count: 5369

“Ok, ladies and gentlemen, what are the bets this time around?” The doctor grins as he looks at your little family. 

“We’re at 3 to 2 with girl being in the lead.”, Steve beams.

“I love it. Let’s take a look.”

It had been about four months since you found out you were pregnant again and this time around was rough. The first few months were spent throwing up pretty much everything you ate and your cravings had been stronger than they had been before. You found yourself getting grumpier and more irritable which the boys didn’t seem to mind, doing everything they could to make things easier. 

You got the house by the lake and everyone (especially Wayne) was excited for the move. Aurora’s birthday was coming up soon which, while still happy, always made you and Eddie nervous. That first year his mom showed up at your door and the two birthdays after she called his phone begging him to come speak at his father’s appeal. 

Steve finally told his mom that you were pregnant with his biological child and she was over the moon. He begged her not to tell his dad and so far she seemed to honor his request. 

“Alright, Munson-Harrington gang. Congratulations, it looks like we have a healthy baby boy!”

***

“Ok, we have to think of a name.”, Eddie mused as he took a bite from the burger on his plate. “What do you think, kid?” Dylan shrugs causing the metalhead to playfully role his eyes. “You’re no help. What about you, my angel?”

“Han.”, Aurora smiles as she chews on her fries.

“I wouldn’t hate that. Harrison Ford in those earlier movies was so sexy.”

Your son makes a face as both men laugh. “You don’t have any special memories with a name? Like I did with Ro?”

Eddie thought for a moment before a smirk crept across his lips. “James.”, he nods, shifting his gaze towards you two. “When my mother left me with Wayne, I was confused. I genuinely thought she would be coming back so I sat on his couch by the door and just waited. Every now and then he would ask if I was ok or if I needed something and I always told him no. Right before dinner that night, he sat at his little table in the trailer with this rickety, old acoustic guitar and started playing Dio’s Rock n’ Roll Children.”, he chuckles. 

Dylan leaned against his side and Eddie lifts his arm to wrap around his shoulders. 

“Now my uncle is a god-awful singer but man could he play. I was so fascinated by how his fingers moved that I got up to sit with him. He smiled, placing a sandwich in front of me and I ate as I watch him. From that moment on, I knew I wanted to play the guitar. It took me a few days to realize Lynn wasn’t back but Wayne was always there with a new song. Anyway…”, he sighs as his voice becomes lighter. “The lead singers name is Ronnie James.”

You and Steve smile at him as you caress his leg under the table with your foot. 

“I like James.”

“Me to.”, the other man agrees. “James Wayne Munson-Harrington.”

#########

 “Oh, Y/N, you guys don’t have to do that.”, Wayne bashfully grins. 

“We know but we’re going to because we want to.” Winking at him, you stick your fork into the cake on the counter. 

“Honey, we have plates.”

“Yes, baby, we do. It’s this thing UNDER the cake.” Steve playfully narrows his eyes in your direction. “Look everyone else said they were full and I’m eating cake for two!”

He holds up his hands defensively as Eddie rounds the corner with Ro who reaches for her grandpa, demanding he hold her. 

“Listen here you. No more birthdays. We’re stopping today at four, understand?”

“No, granpa! I…be…a big girl.”, she declares tossing her hands in the air. 

The phone rings and Steve chuckles as he reaches over to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hello. This is a collect call from Hawkins Penitentiary from inmate: Al Munson. Will you accept the call and charges?”

The man glances at Eddie who now has a big smile on his face as he tickles Aurora who in turn hides in Wayne’s neck hoping her father can’t reach her. After a few seconds, he hangs up.

“Who was it, baby?”, you ask.

“Wrong number.”

****

Steve’s foot bounces as he waits behind the glass, eyes constantly searching his surroundings. A guard on the other side, opens a door and brings over the prisoner placing him front of the awaiting man. He had never met Eddie’s dad but he had seen a few pictures. The inmate looking at him now was much older and worn by prison life. He did have a lot of his husband’s features especially in the face but his eyes weren’t as soft as Eddies. 

“You’re not my son.”

“No…no I’m not and neither is Eddie.” Allen squinted at his guest in confusion. “Look, I just came down here to tell you and Lynn to leave him alone. Every time we change our number, you guys always find it again and bother him on what is supposed to be a day about his daughter, not you. He spent so much time worried about you both and paying for the sins of everything you guys did to him. It’s time for him to be happy.”

“I see. And what are you going to do if I don’t, Mr. Harrington? Call the cops?”, he snickered. “I have done more than enough time to pay for my own sins. Edward could really help me out here and as my son he should want to.”

“What he wanted was a father and he found that in Wayne when your wife abandoned him. He gave up on you a long time ago.”

“Why are YOU here? Do you speak for him now since you fuck him?” Steve’s eyes narrowed in annoyance at the man’s comment. “Oh yeah. I know about you, him, and that girl…what’s her name. Honestly, I don’t give a shit about any of that. If my son wants to bend over and—”

“Don’t. Don’t fucking finish that sentence, Allen, or I swear God.”, he growled. “Listen, leave him alone and I can help you in here.”

“How can you help me?”

“I have some money set aside. I can give you some to make things a bit easier.”

Eddie’s dad’s jaw clenches as he weighs his options. “$500 a month and we have a deal.”

###########

A few months had passed and your little family had moved into your new home. Right on time to because about a month after James decided he was ready to join the Munson-Harrington clan. 

Aurora was completely fascinated by the new baby. 

“Dada, bra-der tiny.”

“He’s going to be tiny right now, honey. You have to be very careful with him.”

Her eyes widen as she gently pets the top of his head before leaning down to kiss his nose.

One night while he was crying, she watched as Eddie heated up a bottle and rocked him in his arms as he fed him. 

“Daddy, what’s wrong wit James?”

“He’s just hungry, princess. Babies eat EVERYTHING.” He widened his eyes making her laugh. “Do you want to help me?”

She nods, following him to the couch and takes a seat in his lap. Placing her little hand on the bottle, he allows her to hold it up as the baby continues to suck at its contents eagerly. 

Where Ro was a daddy’s girl, James was a mama’s boy. He loved being in your arms the most and the first time he smiled it was because you were kissing his chubby cheeks. 

Dylan, as always, was a wonderful big brother. He helped out where he could and even offered to babysit his siblings every now and then so you and the guys could spend some time alone. 

“Hey mom. I need some money for baseball. They said that we need $100 for boosters and some equipment.”

“Geez, isn’t that what boosters is for? To raise money for you people?” Dylan beams at you as he gives you a hug making you smile. “Steve? Little man needs $100 of baseball.”

“Jesus, why so much?”

You glanced in his direction taken a bit off guard. Usually when it came to the kids, if they needed anything financially, he didn’t think twice. Between the three of you, money wasn’t as tight but with the new baby and house things weren’t as easy as before so you let it go. Dylan answered his question and he dug in his wallet to give his son what he needed.

“Everything alright, babe?”

“Huh? Yeah, you know me. I just want to make sure we have everything, you know?”

Your head tilted to the side as your wife and mother senses started tingling again. He was hiding something but what could it be? If it was something involving a surprise for you or the kids his face and body language would normally radiate excitement. Something was wrong. 

“Hey, Dylan, do you mind keeping an eye on the other weirdos while I talk to Steve for a minute?”

He nods as you grab the man’s hand and tug him out towards the back porch. 

############

When Eddie got home from work, he found you sitting on the couch gnawing on your thumb as Steve paced in the living room. His eyes found yours as you motioned for him to come sit beside you. 

“Is everything ok? Where are the kids?”

“I asked my sister to watch them so the three of us could talk.” You softly smile as you kiss his cheek. “Steve has something he needs to tell you.”

“Okay? What’s going on, Stevie?”

The way Eddie looked up at him with concerned eyes made him feel so much worse at what he was about to tell him. 

“Um, so, remember how on Aurora’s birthday, you were ecstatic because your mom hadn’t called? Well, uh, your father actually called from prison that day. I answered and hung up on him.”

As the man spoke, you kept your eyes on the metalhead’s face as it slowly fell.

“I-I-I went down there to see him, Ed, and I warned him to leave you alone. He said he needed you and was tired of being in jail, that he and Lynn wouldn’t stop until you showed up at an appeal. So…” Steve’s panicked gaze shifted your way before he looked directly at the man he loved. “For the past few months, I’ve been paying Allen $500 to leave you alone.”

Eddie’s jaw tightened as he tilted his head subtly towards you. 

“Did you know about this?”, he whispered.

“No. I just found out everything today.”

He nodded as he rose to his feet, placing himself in front of Steve. 

“Eddie, I swear, I was trying to make things easier for you. I hated—”

The metalhead’s fist flew knocking the man backwards before climbing on top of him and swinging his arms. 

“Eddie, baby! Stop!” You tried to break them apart but he was too strong. Quickly, prepared for anything, you pushed a few buttons on your phone, sending a text to the one person you knew could get through to him. Three minutes later, Wayne flew in and pried his nephew off the man beneath him. 

“Hey! That is enough! I need you calm down, son.”

“How dare you fucking go behind my back like that, Steven! I told you both NOT to go down there!”

“I was trying to help!”

“By giving him money that can be used for our family, you fucking asshole! You think this is going to stop him?!” He tried to charge at the man again but his uncle held him back. “You have no idea what he’s like. I do!”

“Steve, maybe, you should go for a drive or something. Let him cool down.” He glanced your way and you softly nodded in agreement causing the man to hang his head as he quietly left the house. “Now you look at me, Ed.” Wayne grabbed the metalhead’s face forcing him to focus as he murmured low enough so only he could hear. 

“Eddie, I know you’re angry. I completely understand that but I need you breathe, ok? Your kids may not be here but Y/N is and she’s worried.” His chocolate eyes glanced at your concerned face as you hugged your arms around your body. “There you go. Can you sit on the couch calmly?”

He nods as he moves to take a seat. Without looking your way, his ringed fingers gesture for you to come closer and he pulls you onto his lap, hugging you to his chest. 

“I’m sorry if I scared you.”

“You didn’t. When he told me what he did, I was angry to. Not just because of what he did but because I knew it would hurt you. Eddie, you know how Steve is. He genuinely thought he was protecting you.”

“No. No, Y/N. This is serious. This isn’t like when you went to his mom for money so he could go to school. My father isn’t someone who can be trusted. So many things can go wrong that can get Steve in real trouble. I…”, he shakes his head as he feels his anger rise again. 

“Baby, I’m not excusing what he did but, maybe, if you explain to him more about your father and how this could backfire—”

“Which I could have done if he came to me first.”

“I know, honey. I know.”, you coo as you rub his chest. “Wayne, would you like to stay here? You’re more than welcome. Plus, I’m sure the kids would love to see you when they come back tomorrow.”

***

Eddie’s uncle did spend the night while Steve ended up sleeping a hotel. He texted you letting you know where he was and that he thought it was best to give his husband some space. 

The two youngest kids were excited to see their grandpa when they got home but Dylan sensed something was wrong especially when he walked in and noticed his dad wasn’t there. 

“Is it because I asked for money?”

“No, baby. No.”, you whispered as you kissed his forehead. “He’ll be home later.”

Your answer didn’t seem to sooth him as he sat next to Wayne and watched him try to make James smile. 

“Sir, you have the fattest little belly I have ever seen. I could just…”, he made munching noises in his stomach making the baby giggle as he scrunched his head into his shoulders. 

“Beep beep.”, Aurora parroted as the front door opened and Steve cautiously entered the home. “Dada!” She ran to his arms and he scooped her up giving her a big hug. “Dada, you have an ouch.” When she pointed to the light swelling where Eddie had hit him, he flinched slightly. 

“Yeah, dada is dumb.”

“No.”, she giggled before pointing at Wayne. “Granpa is here. He…he’s making…bra-der happy.”

Dylan’s eyes scanned Steve carefully as he sat across from him in one of the chairs. “You alright, dad?”

“I’m fine, dude. I just missed you guys.”, he smiles. 

You come around the corner and playfully swat at Ro’s curls before tickling her neck with your finger. “You. Scoot so I can say hi to dada.”

“Mama! Stop.”, she laughs as she slides down and sticks her tongue out at you. “You’re mean!”

You laugh along with her as you climb onto Steve’s lap and wrap your arms around his neck. 

“Are you okay?”

“No. I hurt someone I love. He should have hit me harder.”

“Baby…”, you sigh as you press your forehead to his cheek. “We’re going to talk again later after the kids go to bed especially since he’s had time to calm down and process everything.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guys. I know I should have—” You fingers cut him off as you place them on his lips. 

“We have eyes on us. Later, ok?”

Steve’s own orbs scan the room finding Dylan watching you both as well as Aurora before she smiles and waves in your direction.

###########

One benefit of having three parents in the house is everyone can focus on one of the kids at any given time. After coming in to check on Ro and kiss her, Eddie stayed behind to tuck her in. As you passed Dylan on the couch downstairs, you poked your head into James’s room to find Steve with a sleeping infant in his arms.

“Alright, my love.”, you exhaled as you dramatically plopped your body down next to your son. “Time for you to go upstairs and get ready for bed.” Silently, he turns off the tv and begins to stand but you tug on the back of his shirt, bringing him down into your arms. “I know you and I know your big, beautiful brain. You’re a worrier like me. You didn’t do anything wrong, ok? You know we don’t mind giving you money for something you enjoy.”

“Everything got weird after I asked.”

“And that has nothing to do with you. Believe it or not, adults have issues sometimes that don’t involve their kids.” Dylan chuckled at your sarcasm as you kissed his cheek.

“I just don’t want to be the reason you guys get divorced or something.” 

As he began to stand, you quickly yank him back again. “Baby, they aren’t Charlie. Just because Steve wasn’t here this morning doesn’t mean that we’re going to break up. The three of us have been together too long and been through too much. And…”, you sigh hating the thoughts that fill your mind as you continue. “Playing the devil’s advocate here, if for some reason we ever did break up, I assure you no matter what, that reason would never be because of you guys or anything you did.”

Dylan smiles as he hugs you before getting to his feet and pulling you up with him. As Eddie comes down the stairs, he meets him half and tugs him into a hug.

“I love you, kid.”

“I love you to.” 

The moment he hears his footsteps bang up to his room, Steve appears and softly smiles in your direction. 

“Counseling degree at work again?”

“No, that would be my mom degree. I saw it on his face when you came home. Even though he knows you guys aren’t like Charlie, I think there’s still a part of him that feels like he could lose you at if one thing goes wrong.”

“I know the feeling.”, Eddie mumbles as he shuffles his feet. “Sometimes I was afraid Wayne would give up on me to. Obviously, that never happened.”

Your hand gently rubs his back and you gesture with your head for you three to head for the bedroom. 

***

The silence was deafening as you sat on the bed near the headboard as Eddie placed himself on the edge with his chin near his chest. Steve pulled one of the chairs from the living room so he could sit in front of you both, fidgeting with his fingers as he waited for someone to speak. 

“Did he ask you for money or did you offer?”, the metalhead asked. 

“I offered. He came up with the amount.”

“Steven, what do you know about prison? In general, I mean.”

“Uh…”

“Did you know that things are snuck in all the time? Drugs, weapons, food, etc.” Steve shook his head. “Did you know he can use your money to get shit like that or give to other inmates to do that? Did you know that people could find out where he’s getting so much money from and send people to harass you for the same treatment?”

When the man shook his head again, his eyes downcast towards the floor in shame. 

“Do you know how I know that? The first time my father went in Wayne tried to help him by sending him $100 a month. A couple months later he asked for more and my uncle told him no. The next day someone broke into his trailer and stole half his shit. We learned later Allen owed some people inside money and when they found out he would be getting out soon they wanted it all upfront. When Wayne told him no, my dad told them where he had been getting the cash from so they sent people to get the rest however they could. Thankfully, he was at work that night.”

“Eddie, I…”

“You’d think prison would reform him but it doesn’t. That’s why he’s there, Steve. He does the same shit in there that he did when he was out. He cons people or steals from them and every time he always loses.”, he sighs angerly. “And that’s just one of the many reasons I’m pissed. We just had a fucking baby, Steven! $500 barely covers half of what he needs, plus Aurora and Dylan’s essentials. That’s for the kids. The three of us need things to including this house!”

You scoot closer and wrap your arms around him as you lean against his shoulder. You had never seen him like this. When he had gotten angry with his mom at Ro’s first birthday that was one thing. Right now, this was fury out of fear for you five and something that could have been avoided if—

“But I think what pisses me off the most is you didn’t fucking talk to me. I have always been up front with you when it came to your parents and especially your dad. Your dad isn’t like mine Steve. He could get someone fucking killed and I’ll be damned if it’s someone in my family. I don’t just ignore him and Lynn for me. I do it to protect you guys. It’s a simple thing and you made it way more complicated.”

A tear escaped down Steve’s cheek that he quickly wiped away as he sat up straighter and cleared his throat.

“I’m, um…I’m sorry, Eddie. You’re right. I should have talked to you, both of you. No matter what my intentions were. I—”

“Don’t do that.”, you cut him off. “Don’t do that authoritative, businessman style voice and dialogue you do because you think it’s what people want to hear.” His eyes roll as his leans forward and his leg bounces. “Be honest, Steve. Be yourself.”

“When he called you were making Aurora laugh, Ed, while Wayne was holding her. Y/N, you were eating cake out of the pan with a fork because you were pregnant and you and Dylan were leaning against each other smiling…it was perfect. A perfect fucking day without Charlie causing problems or Lynn calling to trigger his pain. My dad wasn’t appearing out of nowhere to fuck shit up or you mom to remind you that you’re still the town whore!” Steve’s beautiful brown irises looked at anything but you two as he tried to control his emotions. 

“For this one moment, everything was exactly as it should be. Then your dad called, Eddie, reminding me something was always waiting…looming in the background to fuck everything up. So, yeah, I went down there to protect us; to protect you. Motherfucker is lucky there was glass between us.”, he growled. “With Lynn and Allen, I don’t know how you turned out so fucking amazing. I can understand why you would want them out of your life for good.” Steve shrugs as he leans back again. “Since I couldn’t hit him and I couldn’t convince him, I did the only other thing I could think of.”

“Well thank God you didn’t become a businessman like your dad wanted or he would have lost a ton of money.” Their eyes meet for the first time since they entered the room as they both let a breathy chuckle. “Steve, when will you realize that you don’t have to protect us and be the hero alone?”

The baby monitor starts to light up and you hastily get up before they can to check on James. 

“I’m sorry I hit you.”

Steve got up from his chair to sit beside Eddie and wrapped his arms around him like you had. 

“It’s okay. I’m sorry I lied to you. I’m so fucking sorry, babe.”

The metalhead sighs using his fingers to lift his chin and bring his lips to his. 

“Even though I’m mad at you, I still love you. I hope you know that.”

The boy nods as he kisses his lips again before trailing them down his cheek to his shoulder. 

##############

Allen glances at the three Munson-Harrington adults, sitting on the other side of the glass before really taking in his son in front of him.

Eddie knew he’d have to go down to the prison to fix what Steve had done but you were surprised when he asked you two to join him. On the drive there, he inhaled one cigarette after the other until you reached over and stole his pack so he wouldn’t overdo it. While you waited, his eyes darted around as he occasionally babbled to block out his internal panic. 

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here. The last time was when I was 10, I think. My mom brought me and I remember them arguing about him being stuck in here. She said she couldn’t handle me alone.”, he shakily laughed. “Actually, it was more ‘what am I supposed to do with him.’”

“Eddie…”  Turning his head, you kiss his lips as you caress his cheek with your thumb. “Everything is going to be ok. We’re right here with you.”

He nodded before gazing at Steve who was glaring into the void as Eddie reached to hold his hand before leaning to whisper in his ear. “Come back to me, sweetheart. I need you.”

“Well shit.”, Allen sarcastically smiled. “To what do I owe the pleasure? Your boyfriend and I already came up with an arrangement so you didn’t need to come down here.”

“Husband. Not boyfriend. Always glad to know you’re just happy to see me, Allen.”

“Allen? Really? You call Wayne daddy now?”

“More or less for the last about 18 years.” They glare at each other before Eddie snickers. “You’re not even going to pretend to be nice to win me over, are you? I have no idea why you or Lynn would ask me to lie for you if you can’t even say something civil like ‘Hey Ed. Nice to see you.’”

You intertwine your fingers with his as your heart breaks. This was probably just a taste of what little Edward Munson experienced and it killed you. 

“Look, we weren’t planning on staying for long. I just wanted to tell you the money Steve has been sending stops now and if you tell anyone that my family gave you that, I swear to God, I will make it my personal mission to make your life a living hell in here. You think things are bad now…”

You’d be lying if you didn’t say his dominance turned you on. There was nothing sexier to you than seeing them both be protective over you and the kids. Usually, it was Steve acting as protector and when he did it with Mr. Osbourne it drove you crazy. Hearing Eddie do it now was not only making you proud of him but excited to jump him later. 

“Fine but in return I want you to go the appeal for me.”

“No, that won’t be happening either and let me tell you why. If you keep calling me, sending letters, or any other bullshit like that, I will come to your appeal but it won’t be on your behalf. I’ll remind the judge that you’re a scam artist and a fucking car thief but I’ll also enlighten them on what a great father you were to me between the black eyes and verbal assaults.”

Eddie leans closer to the glass as his eyes burn into the man on the other side. 

“I am not a kid anymore. You two think you can still bully me but you’re wrong. You both need me way more than I need you.”

With that, he rises from the chair to leave before pausing and gesturing towards his father to wait with his index finger. Abruptly, he grabs Steve’s collar and tugs his lips to his for a passionate kiss. When he finally lets him go, the other man smirks, drunk off Eddie’s taste alone as the metalhead flips off his dad and turns to leave him behind. 

****

About a mile down the road from the prison, Eddie swerved his van into an empty area, hurling off his seatbelt and shoving Steve into the back where you had been sitting. You stayed out of the way, allowing the metalhead to take control. There was a sense of urgency in their kisses, both needing each other in that moment. Eddie needed to convey to him that he could take care of him to and Steve showing him that he could willing give up that urge to control for his husband to take be there for him.  

As they shoved down their pants, you slid your fingers down your own, rubbing your clit as you watched Eddie spit in his hand and stroke his cock before breaching Steve’s entrance. 

“Fuck, yes. I love you so much, baby. Let-Let me take care of you.”

All Steve could do was nod as he wrapped his arms around him and clung to him as Eddie pumped into him harder. His ring lined hand reached out into the air and it took you a moment to realize he was trying to find you. As you leaned into his touch he yanked the back of your neck, bringing your lips to his.

When he dipped his fingers into your jeans and between your legs, he couldn’t help but smile against your lips. 

“You’re so wet, princess. You like watching us together?”

Your own palm held the back of his from the outside of your pants as you rested your forehead on his. 

“I like watching you—mmm—take care of us. I love you, Eddie. I’m so proud of you.”

He heavily sighed as he thrust into you both faster. Hearing Steve loudly grunt, you two watch him as his face scrunches and he releases his spend near the bottom of his tummy. Eddie grins as you push against his hand, guiding his pace until he feels you shutter and cum on his fingers.  As you collapse next to Steve, he leans over the boy’s face as he chases his high. 

“You’re both so—f-fuck—fucking pretty when you cum.”

Watching with half lidded eyes, you softly smile as Steve reaches up to caress his face, listening as he whispers sweetly to him. 

“I love you to, honey. So fucking much. Cum, Eddie, please. We want to see it. I want to feel you fill me up. You…you deserve to…fuck…” He struggled to get the last few words out as the metalhead pumped into him so hard you imagined the van was shaking from the outside. They both grunted at the feeling as the boy came inside of him and like you collapsed on his other side.

The three of you panted as you starred at the ceiling. 

“I am sorry I put you in this position, Munson.”

“I mean… I put you in this position but you know me…I’m open to any and all positions as long as it feels good for everyone.”

They smile when you giggle as Steve shakes his head playfully. “You’re so stupid.”

“You don’t have to keep apologizing. I forgive you, Harrington.” He leans up on his elbow to kiss him before dramatically leaning across him to do the same with you. “Alright, you two recharge and I’ll drive us home.”

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Introducting- the Harlow babies

Mae Harlow

-Mae she is 6 years old the youngest of the Harlow babies

-loves coloring and drawing

-a goofy little girl

-she was born on December 6th in Louisville Kentucky (of course)

-she is most definitely a daddy’s girl which Jack loves

-mini him

-her obsession is with stuffed animals she finds comfort in them

-she is very much a shy girl but also a people’s person which could be confusing for you and Jack sometimes she only clicks with certain people

-she can be sassy sometimes and has a bit of a mouth which drives you crazy because she’s just like you

-very joyful

-loves to nap most kids cry when they have to go to sleep but her she can sleep all day if you let her

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Jane Marie Harlow

-Jane is 9 years old born on July 9th Louisville Kentucky

-she is a bit more older than the rest of them she sometimes goes with Jack on tour

-she loves singing which at her age she’s pretty good at but Jack does not want her to be in the music industry because he knows how it is

- a sweetheart she loves giving back just like her dad

-she had a very good sense of humor just like Jack

-Jane is a moms girl she’s also gravitated towards you since she was a baby

-she loves spending time at grandma and grandpa’s house “can I go to grandma and grandpa’s house today” she loves there house so much she even stayed there for 2weeks one time

-she loves nature anything to do with insects,animals she loves it loves watching documentaries on animals

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The Harlow twins Ryder and Ruth

-both 7 born on may 2 in Louisville Kentucky

-now these two are the trouble makers they get in trouble at lot since you and Jack agreed you wouldn’t spank your kids they spend most of there time in time out

-Ryder he loves to skateboard for his birthday he got a skateboard which he was very excited about

-Ruth on the other hand loves reading she reads a lot almost to much to the point it’s night time and she’s still reading

-one thing you could say about them is that there very caring towards there siblings

-they can’t do anything without each other they are attached to the hip they love matching it’s just there thing

-when they were born you immediately had to make a mental note about which one is which because they look so much alike you thought it would be hard to tell but once they got older it was easier to tell them apart

I’m excited to start doing dad jack fics because I love reading them there so adorable and cute I hope you guys are excited as much as I am 🥰🤍

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

FFXIV Write Day 2: Horizon

Watching a sunset leads Agi to reflect on the first half of her adventure in Tural. Spoilers for around level 95-96 MSQ of Dawntrail. SFW.

There’s so much of the star I haven’t seen.

Agnes smiled as she looked at the horizon in Shaaloani. She let Erenville take the lead on their journey to the north side of Tural and was currently waiting for him to make some travel arrangements.

No train apparently.

Wagon, perhaps?

Doesn’t matter to me.

She tried to think of something really witty and clever, like something Aymeric would say about journeys and destinations but instead focused on the sun setting over the horizon.

The Warrior of Light long believed that one of life’s greatest joys was watching the sun set each day. It was a rare time, for Agnes at least, where her mind did not simultaneously go in a thousand different directions while also entangling itself in more knots. When you’re the savior of the star, a mum to three little ones, and wife to Ser Grumpy Dragon, that’s honestly how my head feels most days.

But here, among nature, and embarking on a new adventure with Erenville, I feel at peace.

After all, who wouldn’t at peace with this view?

The colors are so lovely.

If only…

She shook her head. She and Erenville encountered Estinien early on, and then, with a kiss goodbye, he went his own way. As promised. He stayed behind with the children when I was assisting Wuk Lamat with the contest, and in return, I promised I would ask Mum if she would look after them if need be so my grumpy dragon could be a lone wolf for a bit.

Erenville asked if I minded.

No. A promise is a promise.

And it turned out Mum was needed, because of Erenville’s offer.

Not that Mum minds. “As if I need a reason to care for my grandchildren, Agi! Honestly!” is what she told me when I spoke to her about the Tural trip. “I don’t know why you don’t just simply leave them with me in Costa del Sol. Wouldn’t it be easier on you and Estinien?”

Agnes smiled.

But Mum, if I left them with you from the start, then they never would’ve seen Tuliyollal.

Never would’ve eaten our first tacos as a family. Well, the boys didn’t obviously eat tacos. They’re still babies. But Esme loved it!

Never would’ve seen sunset in Urqopacha with Esme.

Gods, what a night.

Waiting for Wuk Lamat to get that damn saddle on a wild alpaca. Sitting by the fire with Erenville, Krile, Alisaie, Alphinaud, and Esme. She was so excited to be part of our not-so-little group---clapping, eyes bright, listening to stories…

We slept in a tent, and I held her in my arms.

It was the only night of my life where I didn’t actually mind camping.

Because of you, my little love.

And though Esme, Hami, and Marc aren’t here with me right now, they got to experience some of this adventure with me.

Who knows…

Maybe one day all of us can go on adventures together.

“Agi! I’m afraid we may have to stay the night here.” Erenville called as he walked towards the hyur.

She nodded, catching a final glimpse of the sunset before turning to her companion. “Oh, I don’t mind. After all, it’ll give me time to linkpearl Mum and see how she’s getting on.”

Erenville chuckled heartily. “No need! I overheard Estinien on his linkpearl with her earlier. They’re fine. Apparently, little Esme did a ‘quite good’ fingerpainting of a beach for you and your husband.”

My little love. My Esme.

I can’t wait to see it.

And you.

And your brothers.

And Mum.

But first…

The Warrior of Light held a hand over her heart as she and Erenville began the short walk back to town. “Aw, that’s so cute! I wonder if she’s picked up some artistic talent that neither of us possess. Wouldn’t that be something?”

We must find Erenville’s mum first!

[the-guilty-writer]

Gill I just had a thought I must share with you right away. I can’t decide if I like it or not.

Okay, so. Stephen Gideon. (I know he’s in an episode in like season 10 but I haven’t gotten that far so if im so far off just like smack me or summ)

Stephen Gideon. Wiki says he was born in 1980, which would make him a year or two older than RR. I have no idea what Gideon’s family timeline is. So lemme just make stuff up okay? Okay.

RR grows up with this annoying older brother in Stephen Gideon. They’re inseparable. They hang out at the BAU (BSU) together when their dads are working and they solve lil pretend cases and accuse each other of lying all the time. They’re besties. And then, when Gideon’s wife leaves him (I’m speculating I don’t know if this is canon ok) and moves away, Stephen & RR are totally cut off from each other

There’s possibility for more but I want your thoughts on this

The canon timeline of the entire show is so wacky and sometimes just doesn't make sense so honestly making things up is the best way to do it!

As someone who had childhood best friends that were determined by who my parents were friends with I feel very qualified to answer this lol

I feel like RR and Stephen would have been obligatory besties when they were little, like from ages 2-6 ish. Since their dads work together and they're close in age, they're simply expected to get along and be friends, which isn't hard since they're so young. And since Rossi is a single dad in the RR universe you can bet that Gideon's wife probably baby sat her from time to time.

But that is the biggest difference between Stephen and RR- Stephen has a mom who can take care of him and RR just has her dad. I'd imagine that RR would spend far more time at the BSU than Stephen did since Gideon's wife would have watched Stephen most of the time. Rossi would have to find a babysitter, daycare, or watch RR on his own and I bet he didn't get paid as much then as he does now so bringing RR to work was just more cost-effective a lot of the time.

But still, Stephen would have been RR's first "best friend", especially before she went into kindergarden where she could choose her own friends. I imagine she would have been 5 or 6 when Stephen had to move away with his mom. She would have been confused at first, because that's hard to explain to a 5 year old, especially a 5 year old who doesn't have a real concept of what having two parents is like.

I don't know that they would have chosen one another as friends if their dad's didn't work together though. Just from personal experience I know that before I started school, my friends were all my parent's friends kids. That's not to say that we didn't get along, but it's more of an obligation to be friends with them because those are the friends that you have access to.

But those first obligatory friends also determine a lot about who you choose to socialize with when you grow up. All of my friends from the ages of 2-5 were boys because my mom's friends all had boys. I was the only girl. To this day, I have an easier time socializing with men than women because my first social interactions with peers were with boys. I also can't get a date to save my life because I'm such a "one of the guys" girl. Early social conditioning matters.

In an upcoming fic there is a small moment of RR and her thoughts on JJ. RR takes to Spencer right away (in The First Week), but I made it so she isn't quite sure about JJ. Her whole life she has been surrounded by men, so it's not a suprise that she'd need more time to warm up to the girls. I think it's also worth noting that Emily also seemed to grow up with more male friends than female friends and for that reason I think that her and RR would get along really well once they figured one another out. It's a dynamic I'm excited to explore in future fics!

I do think that it would be interesting to write something about Stephen visiting the BAU when RR is an agent there and seeing how Stephen went down one path- poor relationship with his father, no interest in profiling- while RR went down the other- legit became a profiler and has an amazing relationship with her dad.

Hopefully this answered your question just a little bit. I went on kind of a tangent there. I feel like there is some room to explore here, but I'd have to marinate on it to get a better grasp on what RR and Stephen's childhood friendship would look like.

[lithesunflower]

Fragile Strength Part 6

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Over the following days Anya got stronger and stronger. Sometimes Spider thought she was eating breakfast faster than him in her excitement to go outside. He loved watching someone else find his world as exciting as he did. 

They started going deeper into the forest, finding little hide outs and clearings that no one else knew about. It was fun having a secret that only the two of them shared. 

As they climbed through the forest they sometimes talked about growing up on Pandora, their experiences were so opposite they were almost always surprising each other in one way or another. But sometimes they didn’t talk, sometimes they just walked and enjoyed the world together side by side.

Growing up Spider had often felt the need to fill the silence when he was with his Na’vi siblings. It was almost like when they were silent he wondered if there was something he was missing, like a silent conversation only the Na’vi were aware of. He felt he needed to prove he was supposed to be there with them by keeping them entertained. 

He didn’t feel that way with Anya. Half the time he didn’t even notice they weren't talking, it was like they had a language of their own. Anya could reach out to touch something and Spider would move to bend whatever it was so she could reach it easier, or Anya’s eyes would light up and he would know that she had found some new creature that was exciting her. As they walked through the forest he would kick obstacles out of the way, reach a hand out to steady her or pull her up. It was like they just knew each other and worked in sync to explore the world. 

Often they would walk until nearly midday then find a clearing and lay down to look up at the sky. They would make pictures out of the clouds or sometimes even fall asleep to the sound of the wind in the trees. Those were the times that they usually ended up talking about their pasts and sharing their secrets. 

One day Spider couldn’t help his curiosity anymore 

“Anya...I know you said that it was a long story but...will you tell me how you can breathe without a mask?” he asked turning on his side to look at her. 

She opened her eyes having been listening to the trees above them. She tilted her head a bit

 “Oh...well...I suppose it isn’t so much a long story as I don’t know all the facts.” she said. “I didn’t exactly grow up with humans around so the only way I know anything about myself is from what the clan told me when I asked. They say they found me crying in the forest and took me in. I think I was left to die because...well everyone left and you can’t take babies you know?” she shrugged slightly. 

Spider nodded though his brow had furrowed a little trying to figure out how someone could just leave her. He knew he had been left but Anya...she was so special and delicate how could anyone just leave her?

“I’m only guessing but...I kinda wonder if they left me outside...maybe to...die” she said softly almost like it hurt her to think about. “My guess is I was just young enough that my lungs sort of adapted...I read in a book once that really young babies still know how to hold their breath and turn themselves onto their backs in the water, and that some languages can only be learned if you hear them from a really young age...I guess I sort of thought maybe that’s what happened to me. My lungs were still developing so they just adapted” she explained. 

Spider thought about that a bit and nodded ‘I guess that would make sense...though you shouldn’t have been left like that” he said looking a bit more angry than he meant to. “I wish I could breathe without this thing but...they say if I take it off I’ll suffocate in like ten seconds” 

Anya propped herself up then looking almost panicked “What if you run out of air?” she asked looking at the exopack he had with him. She hadn’t really asked him about it much but she had seen him checking it from time to time. Now she felt a sort of fear settling in her chest at the thought of how far out they were in the forest. 

Spider shook his head “Don’t worry...I have an extra one and I’ve been doing this since I was little, I know not to push it” he said. 

The girl still looked worried, her green eyes had grown wide and glossy with tears at just the thought of them being too far away to get help. Spider noticed and reached out for her, taking her hand.

“Hey...I promise I’m okay...I’m used to it...don’t worry” he pleaded with her. Eventually she seemed to calm down a little and leaned back into the grass though she didn’t let go of him. 

“Maybe we could teach your lungs...” she said softly. “Close to home though...in case something went wrong...” she contemplated. “Maybe you just can’t breathe it because you haven’t practiced” she said. 

Spider thought about it and a part of him wondered if they could try to teach his lungs to breath Pandora’s air. He would have to talk to Norm and Max and see if they knew anything about it, but Spider also knew he was different he had been part of Pandora for a long time...maybe he was strong enough to learn to breathe her air. 

Anya glanced at the sky and stood up slowly her blonde hair gracefully falling across her shoulders and down her back with little bits of grass in it. Spider watched her with a smile, she was learning to know when they had to head home, and she was getting so much stronger with each day. He was glad she enjoyed coming out here with him. 

“You know what I need to learn?” she asked spider as she turned to him picking pieces of grass out of her hair. “I need to learn to swim...” 

Spider grinned “Well I guess we know what we are doing tomorrow!” he said. But Anya shook her head 

“What about tonight...” she grinned mischievously. Spider was a little surprised, normally he was the mischievous one but she had been hanging around him quite a bit. 

“Tonight sounds like a lot of fun” he said jumping up to start the trek home. 

Part 7

[im-no-jedi]

my thoughts on TBB season 2 episodes 7-8

and why it’ll probably be a long time before I’m able to rewatch these episodes again 💀

this is gonna be long and probably not very coherent, but I’m gonna do my best cause I need to get my feelings out 😅

I wanna start by saying I think these were some of the best episodes not just in TBB, but in SW media overall. the issue of Clones rights is something that we’ve been desperate to see addressed ever since TCW. we got hints of it in TCW, but it was never a prevalent issue since the series focused so much on the Jedi. Umbara was the first major instance we got of this, after a few smaller hints (Rex with Cut and the Separatist attack on Kamino were standouts for sure). but this was the first time we saw real, true focus on the rights of the Clones, especially in relation to their significance outside of war. it was done perfectly imo, even though it ended up being what kicked off the official start of the Stormtrooper era 💔

I told this to @jam-n-ham and she agreed with me, but Riyo spoke not just for her own beliefs, but for the entire fandom as well, and I really appreciate that 💙

another thing I absolutely loved was seeing TBB work with Rex again. them sneaking into Rampart’s ship and that whole endeavor was very reminiscent of their TCW arc with the refined chaos we know and love about them; it’s easily one of my favorite moments of the entire series now 😁

speaking of Rampart... DING DONG THE BINCH IS GONE. OMG. I legit thought he was gonna be more of a problem throughout the series (and he probably still will be 🙄), but for now at least, he’s finally outta here. hallelujah \o/

one more thing I have to mention is Omega. oh my sweet baby girl. this episode was such a good showcase of her character. it showed her sweetness and curiosity, while also giving her a chance to express her feelings about what happened on Kamino. her little rant was everything, and I’m so proud of her; she’s becoming a very expressive and strong young woman that I wish I had gotten to see more of when I was younger 💙

alright. now time for the feels™

I want to state that this is something extremely personal to me, so I’m going to speak mainly from the heart in regard to this. it’s really hard for me to make a more thoughtful judgment about it, especially since the season isn’t over yet, and we don’t know how things are going to play out fully. all I know right now is how I feel. so here we go.

I’m personally absolutely devastated about Echo leaving.

I know, I know, pretty much everyone can relate to this right now. but let me explain.

I struggle greatly with loss. of any kind, really. mostly in terms of relationships and people. throughout my life, I’ve struggled to maintain relationships with people and have had many people permanently leave my life, either by choice or circumstance. I can’t handle death very well, and I rarely can bring myself to even say goodbye to people. the very idea of someone leaving, even temporarily, is hard for me to handle.

this is further worsened because I also get extremely attached to things. this includes physical objects, people, animals, fictional characters, franchises in general, you name it. my specific brand of undiagnosed neurodiversity means that I get extra emotional when anything happens to something I’m attached to. @jam-n-ham can vouch for how excited and emotional I get when we’re watching something together. I don’t cry irl very often, but I get extremely emotional watching media of any kind.

so imagine my reactions to when a fictional character either dies or leaves in some manner. yeah...

when Fives died, it devasted me in a way that I’ve never fully recovered from. it legit traumatized me. to this day, I literally cannot even look at screencaps or gifs of when he died. it’s only been recently that I’ve even been able to acknowledge anything from that arc in general. I feel similarly about when Kanan died in Rebels as well (although that one is a bit easier for me to stomach because of how it was done).

and for me, characters leaving, even if it’s on good terms, affects me in an almost identical way. to me, Echo leaving TBB is no different than when he “died” in the Citadel arc, another moment that traumatized me. it doesn’t matter that he said he’ll be back or whatever. he’s still gone in my eyes.

I’ve been very attached to Echo since we first saw him. I actually liked him more than Fives for a while. I was ecstatic when we found out he was still alive and got rescued in TCW. and he’s been an absolute joy to watch in TBB. although he’s @jam-n-ham’s bae, he’s my boy and my bro and I love him very much. there’s a reason I made him my best friend in my self-insert series 🥰

I really wish I could explain this better since there are many instances of characters leaving or dying that hasn’t affected me so badly (again, I handled Kanan WAY better than Fives, and I literally can’t count the number of times I’ve watched the Umbara arc). I’m in a sensitive place in my life in general right now, so that might have something to do with it. but I feel like I would have these same feelings no matter what simply because of my trauma and my specific attachment to Echo as a character.

I do want to say though that I’m glad him leaving was presented the way that it was. I actually already knew he was going to leave at some point WEEKS ago due to spoilers, and I spoiled myself again before seeing the episodes, so I knew it was coming. it didn’t make it hurt any less, but the fact that he left on good terms with everybody is nice to know at least. Omega had a strong emotional reaction, which was understandable and realistic, and I appreciate that as well (considering I had a similar reaction 😅). also, I support what he’s doing and am glad that he feels like he’ll make a difference with Rex supporting other Clones in need. he’s a good boy, guys 🥺💙

so yeah. although I’m positive we’ll see him again (along with the likely possibility of him rejoining TBB at some point), it’s still incredibly painful that he’s gone and separated from the others. I feel like this will be addressed with Omega in the show, since she seems to be going through similar feelings. and if not... well, I still have my self-insert series that I can use to address it LOL

tl;dr because of my trauma dealing with loss and my strong attachment to Echo as a character, I won’t be rewatching episodes 7-8 for some time. I’ll be reassessing my feelings again once the season is over, but for now, this is where I stand.

ilu Echo. I hope I see you again soon 💙💙💙

[lheurebleuee]

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he puts a vibrator on me with 5 settings. on each one from low to high i get 50,40,30,20,10 seconds, timed, if i cum in that time, i lose. if i don’t, i win.

forget about winning, but for a loss, he gets a blow job and he chooses when.

let’s say i lost 4 times.

1. he visits me at work during my lunch break and tells me oh before you go to your meeting,, come here. first he starts to kiss me so i thought it was cute but then he starts unbuttoning my shirt and playing with my boobs from under my bra so i know what’s coming- he’s claiming his first win. he softly bites my tongue then pulls back to look at me in the eyes then he pushes me to my knees. i give him pleading eyes and tell him “baby please i don’t wanna go to this meeting looking like a mess and out of breath it’s so humiliating and i want to make a good impression this could make them nicer to me”. he smirks then gives me a kiss on my chest accompanied by a squeeze of my ass and tells me to turn around. i turn and the palm he presses on my back followed by him making me bend over more tells me i’m about to be spanked. i decide to be a good girl so he’ll go easy on me, i make things more exciting. without him saying anything i take off my underwear and turn around to face him as i put it in my mouth. i try not to show that i’m only doing this so nobody hears me. i watch for his approving reaction and bend over again. i lift my skirt to expose my ass to him expecting the first spanking to come down but it doesn’t. instead i hear him take off his belt. then, it stings. so does the next one which makes me even more thankful that i used that gag. the third one sets me on fire. the others usually don’t hurt as much. they rather feel like he’s leaving a mark on me more than any pain because i usually go numb by the first few. i cant imagine how i look like to him. thinking about what this could be doing to him turns me on so much. after 6 or 7 he stops and chokes my neck from behind and says “i hope this taught you why you shouldn’t talk back. it’s easier if you just behave. now you’ll be late to your meeting. and i know you used that gag so nobody hears you, and for that, you’re not putting it back on. and that’s why i had to use my belt. don’t play dumb again.” then he gives a kiss on my ass and releases me. i turn around and he takes the gag out of my mouth to put into his pocket then pushes me to my knees. i take his dick out and brush my hair back and start going up and down it. after a little bit he starts to push my head down more and grabbing my hair as he always does. when he start cumming, i tried to pull back, but he made me swallow. it doesn’t feel good but when it comes to losses from the game, he’s allowed to do that, as one of the perks, and he takes it up every time. i don’t fuss about, i just take it all in and lick off all the excess which gets me an “aww. now that’s worth a reward, baby. let me take a picture of you.” he bends down to my height and cuffs my hands behind my back with his belt then takes a picture of me from his point of view, with his cock in my mouth, my breasts half exposed, my hair a mess, my hands cuffed, on my knees, saliva all around my mouth, my pleading eyes looking up at him. it does make for a sexy picture.

2. and

3. were at home at night in bed after dinner and i want to get freaky with him but he isn’t in the mood but i keep playin anyway so he gets fed up and decides it’s time to claim another win. he tells me “fine! you want it so bad princess? you want my cock so bad don’t you? you whine like a child. dont you know i own you? you act all cocky and confident but i could take what i want from you at any second. you’re mine. and you see this right here?” he grabs my pussy, “this is mine. i’m the only one who knows how much of a whore you are” he whispers close to my lips. “but it looks like that little mouth of yours still hasn’t been properly claimed” he pauses. then he spits on me. i flinch. “you lack discipline. that’s what you need. i’ll just have i teach you, my pretty girl.” he smirks. then, he puts me on top of him and pushes me down to his cock. the first blowjob is normal. i sucked him off and had to swallow yet again. then he said “your turn?” so i smiled at him with a small nod, not getting too eager again, scared; it didn’t seem so genuine. so he gets a vibrator and puts it on me. he puts it on the fourth setting and sucks on my tits and neck until i come. i thought this was the end of it but it wasn’t. the fishiness starts to emerge. he ties my feet and hands to the chair and puts the vibrator on the fifth setting. he goes to do something. idk what takes him so long because i came at least 10 fucking times while waiting. i see on the clock it’s been an hour and a half. what the fuck? then he comes back and has ice with him. he removes the vibrator and starts to drip ice on my pussy then he tells me to pick a number from 1-5. i pick 4. he shoves 4 fucking pieces of ice up my hole. it. feels. fucking. amazing. it stings and hurts and feels numb yet full all at the same time. then he starts sucking on my tits. after a while the ice has melted. he puts the vibrator back on and takes his pants off again. BITH AT THE SAME TIME? i cant take him AND have this vibrator on me at the same time. “what? cant take it sweetheart?isnt this what you asked for ? what u want? what you BEGGED me for? so take it. you wanted to suck me off, isn’t that why you lost? you begged me to pleasure you, isn’t that why u kept whining? like a fucking baby. a hypocritical whiny pathetic helpless baby. you cant go to sleep without my cock. you love it so much you would do anything. even if that means staying strapped to a chair for over an hour and getting pieces of freezing cold ice shoved up your needy hole. so. take it.” and with that, he shoves his dick in my mouth he pulls in an out and grabs my hair until he comes and i come but he doesn’t make me swallow. this time, he comes on my tits. the white sticky shit is all over me. he rides his orgasm out then takes out his dick and turns off the vibrator. finally. my pussy hasn’t stopped pulsating. i feel weak all the way down to my knees. then he gets a pen. i have no idea what he’s doing and i’m too in a haze to gather so i j watch him feeling light headed. he writes the word “slut” over my boobs and takes a picture. he kisses me a few times then tells me “listen here my darling. either you put this picture as your wallpaper for a week, or you get another punishment, a very bad punishment. you’ll do whatever i want and say at tomorrows pool party. you know what happened last time. so which one is it? want people to know how you’re a whore from your homescreen? or do you want to be humiliated and embaressed in front of everybody tomorrow? the choice is yours, my whore.”

[wetbloodworm]

intermittently rotating zenith again and specifically thinking about how he’d work in other campaigns/universes (both because it’s a fun way to develop him further, putting him in new situations, and also i love him and like thinking about him) and yesterday ez and i talked about him in the ariknauts universe and now i’m writing some of that down

specifically thinking about him replacing niamh in ariknauts 2 with the rest of the team being the same. she’s elsewhere in the world having a more normal time on the run. she’s doing fine.

also since i don’t have to worry about actively playing him in this campaign, thinking more of a version of him that’s less balanced as a player character. because that’s fun. basically at his full power he’s stronger, that’s the main difference.

he might actually be a little more secure once he reaches the material plane in this universe since interplanar travel/things coming to the material plane isn’t illegal. he’s allowed to be there. more than that, people seem generally excited when people come from other planes, because it’s new! and they get to learn about other planes that way! and some people can do new cool things with magic and such! it’s awesome!! so zenith would be less at risk of being kicked out if he’s discovered, which would make him less concerned about being discovered

he’d still keep what he is on the down-low, though, considering what he is specifically. fairies and changelings coming from the Fae Realm is one thing, they’re still humanoids and read more like Normal People, but aberrations are largely considered monsters and Bad. not all of them (flumphs are good and wholesome) but most of them. and like, for himself specifically, yeah, he’d kinda get that, considering he feeds off of people. he feels like he’s not that bad because he doesn’t KILL people, but not everyone would be chill with him. so like, less worried about people knowing he’s from the far realm, still a bit closed off about being an aberration.

his two main reasons for traveling with the party initially would be 1) likes people, hanging out with them is interesting and fun, and 2) food source. that’s always his motivation. he’d also stick around as things started getting, uh, bad, because it IS still interesting, and also once it’s a world-is-threatened thing it’s a case of like. y’know. ‘i’m one of the idiots that lives here’. he LIKES the world and he LIKES existing in it. so he’d stick around.

i feel like he’d get along with kenaz the best, nox really well also, kiza probably wouldn’t be much of a fan, and he knows not to fuck with rahz so that’d be fine.

ez said that niamh is probably the #2 Most Adult in the group after rahz, which isn’t saying much but that’s still the ranking, but zenith would be below kenaz. send the two out together and SHE’S the one that has to be the adult, to her surprise

baby zenith on a child leash biting at the cord

he would have SO MANY QUESTIONS for kenaz about the Fae Realm. he’s curious about all the planes, wants to know all about it!!

since the gods can read minds and seem to know some general stuff about the mortals they interact with, zenith getting figured out the fucking instant he meets any of them. the group walking into toby’s shop and eltis sits up on the couch

zenith would be on extra good behavior around the gods because he figures the stronger someone is the easier time they’d have kicking him back to the far realm.

ez and i talked about the full truth coming out about zenith and kenaz being very unhappy with the dream-eating thing, and her expressing her unhappiness first and with some threatening involved so zenith just like ‘okay you're off limits then’. no one else, just kenaz, she spoke up first.

god would he even get to volunteer for watches after that. would anybody let him. if he’s not allowed to go unsupervised at night he’d just have to hunt psychically instead, meditate and find nearby dreamers. he’d grumble about not having access to his party but wouldn’t fight it too hard, it’s not a hill he’s going to die on when he has another option.

he wouldn’t feel sad thinking about the lost party members, but he’d think it’s sad in a way, that makes sense? not in an empathetic way, like ‘these people were unmade to keep us alive and give us another shot and that’s sad for them’, it’s more selfish. more like ‘i enjoy making friends and those are friends that were taken from me, experiences that were taken from me, and it’s unfortunate that i don’t get to get to know those people’. centered on him rather than the lives lost.

he’d hate having ANY of his memories taken from him, he loves experiencing things! how fucking rude

ez mentioned kenaz getting annoyed when she finds out zenith is a powerful void snake thing but he’s NOT when that could really help them out with what they’re facing. him being like i ALSO would like to be very powerful again. i’m working on it.

zenith sneaking off one night when he’s powerful enough to cast gate, and either timing it for when kenaz has a watch or waking her up doing one of his own to keep an eye on the party because he knows she won’t care enough to stop him from going off to do Something.

i’m forgetting other things we talked about so i’ll reblog this if i think of/remember more

[themisfitqueens-blog]

TWINS OF EDDIE MUNSON

CHAPTER ONE

~SUMMARY~

it’s been 2 years since the class of 86’ graduated.

2 years since reader x Eddie had a horrible break up,all because he didn’t want a relationship while on tour with his band. That week before the break up Eddie tried everything in the book to make you mad to cause a fighht to break up and it worked. Little did Eddie Munson know ,he wasn’t leaving her alone by herself. 2 months later she finds out she’s pregnant with twins. You were 19 at the time so everything was nerve wrecking. Your best friend Steve has stepped up to help you in anyway he can.

This chapter is

Steve x Reader

Robin x reader

•a/n it’s been 6 years since I’ve written a fan fic so I’m terribly sorry if this isn’t the best. If everyone likes it I’ll continue the story. I’m sorry I picked the names out for the twins. My little girls name is Journey so it felt easier to use her name. I also thought Edward would be fitting for Eddie.

1988

With the sun shining through the small cracks of the blinds, hitting your face. You shuffle around to the other side. But You wake up to the sound of the twins giggling and babbling stuff because they’re only One.

“Guess it’s time to get up” you said with a tired voice,rubbing your hands up your face through your hair.

Being a single mom isn’t easy especially with two kids..but you get up and do it.

You get out of bed and walk into their room

“Goodmorning my beautiful princess” picking up your daughter Journey kissing her temple.

She giggles putting her small palms on your cheeks pushing them in gentle with what little strength she had.

You giggle at how cute she is.

Your daughter is a spitting image of you besides those big brown eyes she has from her father.

giving her a light smile while walking to the other crib.

“Good morning my handsome prince” picking up your son Edward giving him a big kiss on the cheek.

Now your son is literally his fathers twin, Eddie wouldn’t even be able to deny it. If he wanted to.

You carry them downstairs to the living room where their play area is and sit them down. Walking towards the tv and turning on The New adventures of Winnie the Pooh.

The sound of the theme song caught their little ears and they grin from ear to ear. Journey clapping her hands with excitement. While Edward is bouncing up and down with excitement.

“Mama is going to make breakfast, Uncle Steve and Aunt Robin should be over soon”

you walk into the kitchen and grab everything you need to make pancakes and eggs . You start cooking breakfast and peek your head out of the kitchen window to check on the twins every now and then.

Your heart fills with happiness and regret while listening to the sweet sounds of the twins playing in the living room with the sounds of Pooh and his friends playing in the background.

After they were born you tried your best to get ahold of Eddie to tell him. Calling Gareth but he would always say he was out busy, you’ve even tried calling his number but it was disconnected a few months ago.

Since he’s been on tour you went to your last resort.

sending few “fan mails” hoping he would read them but the last three that you sent out were returned to your address so you gave up.

Does he really hate me that much, he was the one that left me ?

“HUNNIE I’M HOME” Steve yelling throwing the door open

“Jesus Harrington the babies” Robin says slapping Steve in the back of the head

You hear the twins laughing hard to the point Journey falls over on to the mat,face first and continues laughing more causing her brother to laugh with her.

“They thought it was funny ass” Steve says giving Robins smug smile

“Watch it Steve” hanging your head out of the kitchen window, giving him a look pointing to Edward and Journey “Little ears remember”

“Sorry.. it slipped ” Steve rubs the back of his neck walking towards the kids to sit with them on the floor.

“How’s my two favorite little ones” Steve says looking at them with his loving caring eyes.

you watch the kids get excited jumping all over Steve and it’s melts your heart .

Steve has been by your side since the day you found out you were pregnant, to all the appointments to the scares of false labor to even the birth of the twins. Word around town is people think he’s the father but everyone close to us knows Eddie is the twin’s father. Steve this point just accepts it so people don’t continue to question you infront of the kids in public because he knows how much it bothers you.

Since you and Eddie broke up you’ve only seen Wayne every once in a blue moon around the general store or 7Eleven.

Wayne was like a second father growing up. I truly missed him dearly so of course I want to let him meet his great niece and nephew but I still haven’t been able to tell Eddie.. and if anyone knows Eddie they know he will be mad if others knew before he did.

Weirdly since the first time you ran into Wayne at the General store. Every 2 weeks someone would leave a box of diapers and some toys on the front steps.

But who knows it could be one of the older ladies on your street helping a young mom out. Whoever it is has no idea how much it helps.

“Hey breakfast is ready if y’all are hungry” you said looking at Steve and back to Robin.

“SWEET!! I’m starving”Robin says running to the kitchen making herself a plate

“Go eat first Y/n” Steve says looking up at you. “I got them, food needs to cool down for them anyways” smiling at you

“Steve you…” before you can finish he cuts you off

“Y/N it’s fine. I promise” pointing towards the dinning room sternly

“Thank you” you blow him kisses jokingly and walks towards the dinning room where Robin is.

“You have him wrapped around your finger y/n.”Robin says while handing me a plate of food.

“What?” giving her a confused look

“Y/n seriously? Are you a clueless dingus like him..?” She says raising a brow.

“He’s been by your side since day one..hasn’t left. I mean the dudes left a few dates with other women because you’re calling because one of the twins are sick and you don’t know what to do” smiling lightly at you. “ I know Steve isn’t their dad Y/N but emotionally he is to them..he’s been the only consistent man in their life besides your cousin Dustin ” pointing towards Steve and the kids laying on the floor.

You look over at them and your heart melts even more..deep down you love everything about Steve but you don’t want to lose the friendship you have with him if things go south like they did with Eddie..

Looking back at Robin while eating some of your pancakes.

“Robin you do the same thing” you say looking at her about to laugh.

“Does that mean you like me to ?” pressing your elbows up on the table while using your hands to hold your face.

“What no ?!” Robin says laughing

“Exactly” you start laughing even harder.

“I doubt Eddie will ever come back y/n, it’s been two years. I know you love Eddie and the thought of being a family with their dad but you can’t be single mom forever..he doesn’t even know about the twins.” Robin says stuffing a big piece of pancake in her mouth

Little did any of them know Eddie and his band were coming back home for a year break to visit family and friends.

“Yeah well when you start dating the new girl you have a crush on maybe I’ll think about it” you said winking at Robin.

“Like I said a guy who doesn’t love you wouldn’t sit around helping you with someone else’s kids and leave other women to come help you but Steve does”

Is she right?

Before you could say anything Steve walks into the dining room holding the twins

“They we’re getting hungry”

He puts the twins in their highchairs. while you make their plates.

You all sit around the table eating and talking till the twins start throwing their food around letting us know their full.

“BABABA”Journey says throwing some egg towards Steve hitting him in the face

Robin starts laughing causing Steve to laugh even harder while picking up the egg she threw.

“Journey tell Uncle Steve you’re sorry..that wasn’t nice princess..” you’re down at her eye level talking to her in a calming voice.

Journey looks at Steve and smiles.

“Sorry accepted love bug” Steve says kissing her forehead.

“Hey y/n I have to go over to Henderson’s house for a bit, can I take the kids ? I’m sure Dustin and your Aunt would love to see the kids?” He looks up at you with a soft smile. “while we’re gone you can relax,okay?”

you chuckle “thanks Steve. I’m sure the twins would love to see them.” picking up the plates off the table.

“do you wanna take my car since the car seats are in there ?”

“I can switch them over while you get them dressed, so you have your car” grabbing your keys from the bar and walking outside.

“Like I said y/n… no guy would EVER!!” Robin says with a serious look

“You’re thinking too much into it Robin. Steve doesn’t like me like that.” shaking your head and picking up the twins

“I’ll be back” you take the twins upstairs to get them dressed.

After getting the twins dressed you fix Edward and Journey’s hair so they don’t look crazy.

You pack diapers,bottles and wipes into their separate diaper bags with spare clothes incase they get messy. They do EVERYTIME they’re with Dustin and Steve. It’s like a mission for them to get them dirty.

“I GOT THEM SWITCHED Y/N!” Steve yells from the front door

“Okay!” You grab the twins and their bags to head downstairs.

“Robin you coming with or staying with Y/N?”

“I’ll go with so y/n can sleep and relax ” Robin looks at you smiling.

“You be good for Steve you two” you kiss Edward and Journey.

they both giggle and shove their faces into your neck putting their hands on your back.

“They’ll be fine y/n I promise” Steve says in a assuring voice while grabbing the twins.

“I know they will with you” you said smiling

“Love you Stevie ” shooting a smile at him knowing he hates that nickname

Steve rolls his eyes and leans in to kiss your forehead “I love you to y/n” waking towards the door “get some rest okay we will be back soon” going outside to the car.

Robin looks at you and smirks about to say something

“Robin shut it” handing her the diaper bags

She laughs and walks out towards the car

“Bye love you!!” Waving bye to Robin blowing her kisses

“Love you to” catching the kisses putting them in her pocket.

Before Steve got into the driver seat he looks at you and smiles “ don’t get into trouble while I’m gone” before you could say anything back he gets into the car and backs out heading to the Henderson’s .

You close the door and the silence hits you. You take a deep breath in and look around the mess everywhere. Wave of tiredness hits you like a ton of bricks..

“I’ll clean tomorrow it’s not that bad” walking up the stairs to your room, climbing into bed.

Few minutes pass and waves of emotion and thoughts run through your head.

“I can’t stay single forever..”

“The twins need a male figure in their life”

“How would Eddie feel or think about the twins?”

“Would he even want to be apart of their life if he knew about them?”

Thoughts of what Robin kept saying to you about Steve ate at you because you love Steve more than anything but deep down you’re afraid something bad will happen between you two and the twins can’t lose him. Absolutely not. They love him to much.

with thoughts rushing through your head sounds of heavy metal and a loud car driving by your house makes your heart stop.

Is that Eddie ? No absolutely can’t be he hasn’t been in Hawkins in two years.. you shake that off and turn your lamp off and slowly drift off to sleep.

Things are either about to be good or turn for the worst for y/n.

a/n IM REALLY SORRY IF THIS WAS HORRIBLE 🥴 it’s been so long since I’ve written a fanfic and I kinda wanted to write one for single moms since I’m in that boat so this is really just for fun and for my imagination.

Of course if there is anything you would like me to add into the future chapters my ask is always open !!🖤🖤

Master list for this series

[neopuppy]

Boom (M). Part 8.

Preview: “Why are you watching.. that? Did Haechan tell you to watch that?!” Renjun snatches up the phone. Blinking away his initial surprise. Reading the title of the video- ‘Bunny hybrid first time ass fuck. Railed like a whore.’ He sighs, clicking the device to lock. Your hands encircle his wrists drawing him between your thighs with urgency.

“I want to keep watching, please!” The sweetness in your tone weakens Renjun’s disappointment. Penciling in his mind to give Haechan an ear-full for this later. He slowly nods, pinching your chin to tilt your neck back. The tantalizing gaze he receives more than enough to speak your desires.

“Let’s watch together.”

Pairing: 00’line x female bunny hybrid reader

Word Count: 4k+

Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut- a lot of smut, series

Smut Warning: mutual masturbation, rimming, anal, choking, hair pulling, daddy kink

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 |

“I have a gift for you.” Haechan pulls you down onto the couch. Setting aside a small box on the armrest. He sets you to sit on his lap. Straddling his thick thighs, stronger from all the recent dance practices. You yawn, still tired, having just woken from a nap.

Haechan letting himself inside the dorm to find you sleeping so adorably on the couch. Tail fluffed up, sticking out as you laid on your side. Puffing out soft little breaths, emitting tiny moans between. The temptation to touch you in your sleep almost too alluring. Envisioning your drowsy eyes full of surprise. Moaning and whimpering when he thrusts in deeper. Having to talk himself out of it with a smack on his cheek. Remembering why he came here in the first place.

“I love gifts!! Gimme!” You perk up. Already forgetting how harshly he slapped your ass. Sending you curling up under the sting of pain rushing up your lower back. Drawn from your sleep with a shriek. Haechan cooing and petting your burnt butt cheek as if he hadn’t done it on purpose.

His mischievous gleam brightens. Snatching the box away from you every time your fingertips graze it. Chuckling under his breath enjoying your struggle more than he should.

“Haechannnnnn” you huff. Smacking his chest repeatedly. He gives up easily, pulling the small box open for you. Slipping out a metallic pink phone. You gasp, taking a hold of the device. Overfilled with excitement, exclaiming- “What is this?! A phone??”

“Yea, so we can stay in touch easier baby. You know, maybe we can fuck over video call.” Haechan suggests. More for himself, always saying things that confused you. He proceeds, unlocking the phone for you to play with. The background already set as a photo of himself. Still reeling whenever he’s reminded you seem to favor Renjun the most. Haechan was determined to change that.

“Right now would be an ideal time for your heat to start bunny.” Haechan’s brows wiggle more than suggestively. Crotch prodding against yours, squishing your sides in. He’s got you trapped on his lap- ‘Exactly where you belong.’ He always says.

“…Why?” You asks. Attention consumed with the device. Haechan loved bringing you gifts, for selfish gain or not it always excited you. You tap at the screen elated, already full of fun apps and games.

“Because I’m here…” Haechan sighs. Slipping the phone from your hands. Pouting and chasing after it as he holds it away. He taps your nose, sweeping down to the dip above your upper lip. “Be a good girl bun! I should have waited to give you your gift until after we talked about this..”

“What is it?” You settle down. Rubbing His shoulders, turning up the level of cuteness to get your new toy back. Haechan slumps down, relaxing under the gentle massages. Drained after weeks of schedules. Unable to catch much of a break before moving on to his next recording sessions.

“I’ve been watching that movie we made..” his eyes fall half-way shut. Tickling up your sides, just right underneath your underarms. Causing you to squirm in his lap with each teasing trace. “..a lot. It’s really all I can think about Bun. I think I’m obsessed with you.”

“I think about you all the time too.” You lean in, shimmying away from the tickling. Circling your arms around his neck. Nose tip brushing his. “Let’s make more movies!”

Haechan smirks, pecking the sides of your mouth. Moving one arm behind your back, soothing long fingers up and down your spine. “That’s exactly what I was hoping you’d say..”

Haechan whips open your phone, making the pass code ‘060600’. Punching his thumb across the screen, he opens up a chat. Blue links appear, sent by the name “✨🐰Bun loves Sun🌻✨”

‘Bunny hybrid in heat fucks horny guys’

‘Bunny hybrid bent over and claimed in public’

‘Bunny hybrid shows owner whose boss’

‘Bunny hybrid begs for mercy taking 6 cocks’

“I got you this phone so you can start.. studying. Maybe this will push you into full heat. I might lose my mind if you go into heat while I’m busy with work bun.” Haechan whines. Nuzzling his forehead into yours. He clicks a video open, emoting noisy obscene sounds from the phones speakers.

“This is like what Jeno was watching!” You squeak out pulling the device closer with widening eyes. The hybrid in the video appears near possessed, drilled into fast and merciless.

“She looks like she’s having so much fun right baby?” Haechan kisses down your cheek. Hand stroking lower down the crevice of your ass. Pushing the fabric of your pajama bottoms between the dip. Long fingers making space in-between.

Your throat dries the longer you watch. Licking your lips with a nod, starting to imagine yourself in these same positions. Haechan gushing on about how much he needs you. How he wants to see you lost for words, crying his name. Begging for cock like your life depended on it.

“I…I want….I wann-..”

“Ohhhh Bun Bunnnn!” Jaemin bursts into the living room with a full on smile. Shirtless in a pair of small white underwear leaving nothing to the imagination. A mask covering his eyes attached to pink and white bunny ears. The leash Haechan had given you swinging from his hand, collar sitting pretty around his neck. “Look what I fou-..”

Jaemin pauses, color draining from his face. The three of you looking back and forth at each other. Haechan the first to break the silence with a howl.

“What the fuck?! Are you serious right now dude?” Haechan cackles. Sitting up straight, snapping a picture of Jaemin stood awestruck in place with your phone. “What a cute bunny boy.”

“I…” Jaemin swallows, tugging on the collar, suddenly too tight around his throat. “…didn’t know you were here..”

“You look so cute Nana!” You sit up, ready to pounce. Haechan holding you down in place with a growl.

“Damn Jaem…didn’t know you were into all that.” He looks his friend up and down. Lips pursing out blowing a kiss. “Could have been having fun together sooner.”

Jaemin whines. Covering his chest, fingers strategically placed over his nippples. Suddenly feeling like icicles under Haechan’s scrutiny.

“Shutup.”

“Wait!” You interrupt. Snatching your phone, showing them both the screen. The bunny hybrid shouting, squirting inhumane amounts of slick. “I wanna have fun like this!”

“Yea Bun?” Haechan beams. Jaemin’s eyes widening stepping closer to get a better look at the video.

“You’re a pervert man.” He scoffs. Picking up the phone to delete the photo Haechan took, only to have it stolen from his hand.

“That’s buns phone! Don’t touch.” Haechan reprimands him. Handing the device back to you and slapping Jaemin’s bare thigh. “Bad bunny boy! Do I have to punish you?”

“Ooo that sounds really fun.” You reach for Jaemin’s bottoms, tugging the hem away leaving his pelvic completely exposed. Earning a whimper from the man flushing in shame, all too aware of how ridiculous he looks right now.

“Ah, bunbun.. maybe after Haechan LEAVES.” Jaemin grunts. Pushing his friends head back. The two of them breaking into a tuffle of hitting each other with petty weak slaps. Leaving you dodging 2 pairs of hands in fear.

“Enough!” Jaemin stands straight. Throwing out one more sneaky smack to the back of Haechan’s head. “You’re scaring my bunny.”

“Our bunny.” Haechan sneers. Pulling you to his chest with a gentle hug. “You’re okay right baby?”

You nod allowing him to peck up and down your cheek. He slumps back with a sigh, noting the digital clock placed near the gaming consoles. “I have to get going.”

“Already?!” You pout. Wrapping your body around his center, deeply inhaling in his scent. Trying your best to remember little details to think of later.

Haechan smiles, petting your ears. Placing kisses on your crown, somber mood taking over. “I’ll be back when you go into heat okay? Make sure you study well.”

“Come on bun, lets go to my room.” Jaemin has to tug you from Haechan’s hold. Muscles pronounced as he squats to hoist your thighs around his waist. “Hey..”

“What?” Haechan asks annoyed. Standing up, picking up his belongings.

“Can you…look away for a minute?” Jaemin’s eyes skirt around. Nerves rising, knowing the answer in the back of his mind.

“Uh no?”

Jaemin’s tongue clicks, adjusting your weight in his arms. “Fine.” He snaps. Turning abruptly with a spin of his foot. Haechan’s boisterous laughs bounce off the walls. A ball of pink fluff bouncing between Jaemin’s perky buttcheeks. Evidently glued on to resemble a tail. The sound of another camera shutter following, earning a middle finger over Jaemin’s shoulder in his friends direction.

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“Study..” you mumble to yourself. Smiling as you scroll through the photos Haechan’s sent you. He was doing a great job keeping you updated on his day with random shots of food and selfies in a dance practice room. Pictures of other attractive men you’d never seen before. You had to figure out how to change your phone lockscreen with the help of google. Haechan ignoring the question when you asked. Instead sending a video in response commanding you to not change a thing. The guys behind him waving and blowing kisses. Making bunny ears over each others heads. You giggle to yourself making the screen full of Jaemin’s pink little tail. Lighting up the bright against his white underwear.

Your feet kick in the air, thighs pressed together as you concentrate on the video playing. Haechan sending another lists of links with instructions. The stars he added near a few indicating these were ‘must watch’. Your tongue pokes out frustrated, temperature rising by each second.

The bunny hybrid on screen moans and screams in ecstasy. Slick rushes out of your core minutes deep into the clip. Persisting discomfort and growing arousal biting at your insides. With a jolt of shock your neck snaps looking back. Renjun padding into his room unannounced, drained after a long day of schedules. Something to do with playing video games on whatever a ‘live stream’ is.

“What is that baby?” His eyes grow wide staring at the video displayed. Hybrid porn?! An iphone?! What the hell was going on. “Whose phone is that?”

“Ha..Haechannie..he got me a gift!” You sit up with apologetic eyes. Judging from Renjun’s body language, you must have been doing something bad. “Daddy..”

“Why are you watching.. that? Did Haechan tell you to watch that?!” Renjun snatches up the phone. Blinking away his initial surprise. Reading the title of the video- ‘Bunny hybrid first time ass fuck. Railed like a whore.’ He sighs, clicking the device to lock. Your hands encircle his wrists drawing him between your thighs with urgency.

“I want to keep watching, please!” The sweetness in your tone weakens Renjun’s disappointment. Penciling in his mind to give Haechan an ear-full for this later. He slowly nods, pinching your chin to tilt your neck back. The tantalizing gaze he receives more than enough to speak your desires.

“Let’s watch together.” Renjun smiles. Bending over planting you with a firm kiss. Slowly feeling the exhaustion drain from his bones. Something about knowing he’d get to come home to his bunny pushing him through the long days. Finding himself happier by the minute, watching you gain confidence and grow more comfortable around them. Like a breath of fresh air they all needed without even realizing it.

“To…together?” You blink. Renjun’s chest tightening as your eyes grow large. Petting your ears smooth. Keeping your fur silky with only the most expensive luxury hybrid fur-care.

“I’ll explain anything you wanna know.” Renjun nods, hopping onto his bed. Shimmying back into the pillows spread across his headboard. He reaches for your hips, pulling you to press half back on his chest. Your hair tickling the crook of his neck as you settle in. Melding into his body like you belong there. Many nights of falling asleep together making it easy to figure out by now how to comfortably share space.

“Why are you watching this one?” Renjun questions, having to clear his throat. The hybrid on screen screaming like some serial killers victim.

“Haechannie told me too. He said this ones really important.” You shrug, smiling at the sight. “Why is he doing that to her love spot?”

“..her what?” It’s Renjun’s turn to look surprised. Listening to you go on explaining how Jeno taught you that when you love someone, you kiss them ‘right there’.

“Jeno always kisses me there. He really loves me.” You beam proudly. Renjun penciling in another mental note to figure out how to sew a zipper over Jeno’s mouth. He smiles back at you confirming this information to be true.

“Can I kiss you there? I really love y-“ Renjun splutters, sitting up abrupt, interrupting you. Trailing off concerned patting his back. “Are you okay?!”

“Yea. I just..” he clear his throat. Opening up another video. Something softer, morning sex between owner and bunny hybrid. His cock throbs focusing on the sounds of pleasure cascading around his room. Both bunny and owner deep in the moment, pressed together like one. That was how it should be.. “I like this one..”

Renjun smiles softly, easing back into the pillows. Sighing when your weight rests against him again. His arm snaking around your waist, tracing your stomach with brushes of his fingertips. Biting his lip harder with every shift you make. Your thighs rubbing together so much, situating yourself repeatedly to find some relief.

“I…” you stop, shy suddenly. Hanging your head with a wash of shame. Renjun perking up, noting the discomfort in your body language.

“What is it baby?” He finishes the question with a kiss on your warm cheek. Lifting your gaze to meet his.

“I like the other video more..” you quickly mumble. Surprise striking him yet again. “It’s…it’s just! We’ve done this! I…the other one, I want that! It looks so fun!”

Renjun ponders it over, tapping back to the much more obscene video. Gasping when your palm grinds down on his crotch. “You need me?”

His eyes flutter, hardening length coming to life instantly. Your touch shooting straight to his sack, filling up rapidly. “Let me?”

With a fast nod, he helps you unzip him open. Moving you back to his chest. His hand works around your waist down to your core. You can hardly focus on the video anymore, mind set on Renjun’s dick growing in your hand. Spreading the pre-cum leaking out around, sucking a hiss from between his teeth.

His touches finding way between your folds, gathering up a dollop of slick. Cursing to himself from how wet you are already. In a never ending state of amazement whenever he pushes inside of you. Noisy squishing practically vibrating around his cock with every spill of slick covering him.

“Love how wet you get bun..” He has to share the thought with you. Enthralled by the faint sound of wet arousal painting his fingers. Sliding his middle fingers inside of your waiting entrance, building up a pace right off. Your bodies synchronizing in motion. Stroking him to match the rhythm of his thrusting digits. He pats for your phone with his free hand. Bringing the video back into your view. The bunny arching unbelievably deep, trembling thrust after thrust deep inside her ass.

You whine, arching up meeting his working fingers. Palm smacking against your clit sending hot shivers through your stomach. Giving the video another look, biting your teeth together. You push the phone away. Turning to watch Renjun’s slowly ruined face. Soft pretty features appearing tormented. Lines enhanced under his eyes, nose occasionally scrunching, lips parting open sinfully. Inhaling long winded breaths, his gaze flickers to yours. Letting out the cutest whimpers from deep inside of his throat.

The realization drives your attention to his long neck, arched back pretty. Bobbing Adam’s apple prepared for abuse. Renjun nodding with a silent beg. You reach for him with your free hand. Having to twist your body at an awkward angle to continue jerking him off.

His eyes nearly roll back all the way, leaving little iris in sight when you finally wrap him in a choke. Strong enough to leave him breathless, rushing emptiness to his brain. His hips jerking under the pressure of blank nothingness. A wanton burning pleasure stirring up from between his legs. Cock twitching harder in your palm.

His fingers popping free from your entrance, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden between your folds. His head drops forward pressing to yours. Airy huffs of breath blending together between both of your parted lips. Losing your abilities to even bother with air anymore. Too consumed by the desire flowing between your limbs.

“Bun..” Renjun coughs, attempting to warn you. Your grip only tightening even harsher around his neck as your climax hits. Hole pouring slick down to your ass making a mess of your pajama bottoms. Renjun dropping back into a pillow releasing a gurgle. Cum shooting out, trickling down his length. Adorning your fingers like wax melting down a candle.

Cumming hard and fast, spilling out large amounts. His body shakes in rolls of rough tremors. You finally loosen on his throat, flesh shades of pink and red. Light indentations of your fingers left behind. Something Renjun would cherish when he got to see it later in a mirror.

You lick your hand clean, almost bring him to tears as he watches you. Your direction moving to removing his clothes in record time. Maniacally ripping off the garments leaving him weak and bare. Tossing your flimsy pajama aside you straddle his stomach, tickling up his heaving chest. Renjun’s eyes blown wide, full of lust, some fear hidden behind the pretty brown.

“Daddy..” your voice comes out laced in sugary sweetness. Sending his tongue flapping out like a thirsty little fox. Moaning cries when your hands constrict his throat. The force of both leaving him unable to swallow down any air. Veins throb along the side of his forehead making you weaken the hold. His head shakes back and forth to keep you going. Gripping your wrist for the extra encouragement.

His knees bend, hips jostling up finding nothing. Cock head nudging your tail once in awhile when he shoves harder. Renjun’s hold circling your wrists tight, adding pressure to your suffocating hold. He jerks up sloppy a few more times, eyes rolling back.

“Fu-…” tears drop from the corners of his eyes. Hold faltering, arms falling flat to the bed, thrusting up one more time blowing his load partially on your ass. Some on your tail. His stomach pulled in deep like a demons taken his spirit, sucking the life and cum out of him. You rub his beat red neck in concern. The smile breaking out on his drained face leaving your jaw hung open.

“Love you bun..” he mutters. Weakly shaking, laughing. Mind too blown to process anything.

“Kiss me.” You order him. Poking the center of his chest pouting, feeling neglected. Renjun standing to attention faster than a soldier. Sitting up and coughing, caressing your waist ready to kiss the pout off your lips. You draw away, shoving your pout out comically. “Not there. If you love me, then kiss me.”

He takes a minute to understand, thumb snapping in his mind with an ‘ahh’…fucking Jeno.

“Of course baby. Anything for you.” Renjun looks you up and down. Kneading your hips, eagerly smiling. “We’re gonna do this the right way though.”

He helps you onto your stomach, tapping your bottom to lift. Placing a pillow large enough to keep your hips lifted up comfortably. Spacing your thighs apart to fit between. Taking plenty of time kiss the backs of your shoulders. Licking and nibbling down your back, making it a real journey for the both of you. Leaving you squirming and whimpering under him. Slick dripping down the pillow, leaving a visible dark spot on his bedding.

“Fuck..” Renjun groans. Groping your ass, leaving you spread open. You keep wiggling under his touch, needy, begging. Dying to have him kiss you ‘right there’. Maybe Jeno was onto something. Licking the drool from his lips he sinks down onto his stomach. Softly kissing your wet rim, slick traveling everywhere. Smeared all over your thighs and backside. The smell of a hybrid so close to heat maddening even for a human. Renjun’s hips roll down on the bed, cock twitching angrily. Half sore, half ready to fuck your ass full.

He inhales deeply, a dizzying sensation filling his head. Leaving you whimpering embarrassed, shoving your hips lower. Renjun slapping the sides of your behind. Burying his nose right inside of your hole. Sniffing up slick, the luring scent spinning his head. This had to be love.

“Oh bunnnn..” he gasps. Lapping up wetness. Spitting it back out in long strings, mixing with his drool. Sucking up, tonguing your hole open. Easy to get a finger inside of you, hybrids always ready to get bred.

“Daddy! Please! Don’t tease me!” Your a sniveling little mess. Rubbing your cheeks stained in tears over his bed. Renjun sucking at your hole aggressively, forgetting he’s supposed to fuck you stupid. Help you finish the assignment.

You reach back, twisting your spine. Finding tussles of long hair to pull on. Renjun shouting a curse right inside of your ass. Legs trembling to hold in the urge shooting straight down his cock to cum. Scalp aching so good the harder you pull.

“Oh…don’t, don’t let go baby. Pull daddy’s hair just like that.” Renjun sits up, following your relentless grip. Stradling the backs of your thighs, he pokes the tip of his cock inside. Rim welcoming him in like he’s always belonged there.

His fingers seep into the mound of your ass, pulling you fully open. Gazing in awe, in disbelief, stuck on the way your hole stretches around him. Slowly thrusting in despite your whining, crying for him to fuck you. Yanking at his hair so hard, he has to stiffen his neck against your force.

“Want me to fuck your ass baby. That’s it, take it like that.” He coo’s. Mouth hung open savoring the inexplicable hot tightness engulfing his length. Tears spring up, pulling out to the tip. Resistance to fuck you slow and gently breaking. Your protesting only pushing him to ram you full. Thrusts slapping into your ass impatiently, desperately.

“‘More! More more!” Your lustful tone turns his mind upside down. Falling into a rapid pace, giving you everything.

“Yea, come on baby. Harder, pull harder.” He grits. Neck bending with a crack. Teeth exposed, lowly groaning feeling your nails scratch at his scalp. Tuft of hair pulled rougher with every pummeling thrust burying him deep inside of you. The room filling up with the sound of skin on skin, slick making it all the more lewd. “Love when you do that. Keep..fuck…keep pulling.”

Renjun moans, almost like a song. Sounds of pleasure harmonizing together with raspy breaths. He clutches your waist tight, rolling his hips with the force of his entire weight. Cock gliding in and out deliciously, hitting every ridge, every tingling spot. Pussy aching between your legs, needing to be filled up. Thinking about it sending you past your limits. You clamp down around his size, arms flailing behind you. Renjun folding them down, crossing your wrists together.

Using your limbs as extra leverage to fuck you through your orgasm. His face beat red riding out the high as much as he can. Balls curling up the louder your cries and moans become. Breaking into a shouted cry as he fills your ass full of cum. Having to swallow down a wad of saliva gathering at the sides of his mouth from lack of breathing. Forgetting how function, only care to fuck you like you deserve.

“Ah shit Bun…” Renjun thrusts a couple more times. Cursing under his breath when you still squeeze around him. Watching cum paint his length as he glides out. Eyes trained on the way your hole puckers for him, always so hungry.

“Renjunnie…” you cry, slapping the bed. Pushing up to your knees, wobbling as if you may fall over. Concern striking him instantaneously, reaching to stroke your sides.

“Bun…baby…oh baby..” his expressions twists together. Turning you over easily, limbs pliant. Landing on your back, chest heaving intense. Sucking down air as if you can’t breathe. Eyes wide, glossed over, your thighs smeared in more slick than he’s ever seen before. “Bun..”

“I need….need more…..” you manage to get out. Gasping louder and louder, weakly reaching for him. “Please daddy, please please.”

Renjun panics, grimacing at the way his cock still twitches. Limp and wet against his thigh under your spell.

“I know baby. I know.” He pretends to act calm. Kissing down your chest. An inferno of heat passing through your lungs under his lips. He nods, shoving up quickly. Forgoing covering himself, no time to waste.

“I’m gonna get everyone. I promise I’ll be fast okay?” He reassures you. Caressing your cheek as he shifts off the bed. You reach for his wrist with an abnormally strong grip.

“Hurry. Please hurry.”

Final—>

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[yikestripes]

Green Green Dress Part 1

Riff x fem!reader

inspired by “green green dress” from tick tick boom by jonathan larson. part 2 to follow shortly :)

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You hummed to yourself as you started buttoning up the back of your dress, admiring yourself in the mirror. You smiled slyly at your reflection as you pulled and fussed at your hair for a moment, satisfied after a few pulls.

Somewhere upstairs you heard a door shut and male voices going back and forth in an excited manner. You were quiet for a second, listening.

“I don’t know man!” You heard a familiar voice saying.

“Come on, Riff. Youse known this girl our entire lives. I don’t know what the big deal is,” Tony responded. “The worst that can happen is she doesn’t feel that way about you.”

“Yeah I hear ya but it’s like I said, I’m a loudmouth that doesn’t know when to shut it. It’s all fine when it’s the Jets or even the Sharks but with her, I get all clammed up and start stutterin. I’ve never been that way before! Even with Grazi…” He trailed off after he said Grazi’s name.

You shook your head and adjusted your necklace. There was another dance going on at the gym tonight and you were determined to have fun. Lately, you just couldn’t get the tall wavy haired boy out of your head. You’d been friends with him forever and were distantly happy when he had started going with Grazi, but it was uncharacteristically difficult for you to not feel a little jealous.

You’d known Riff just as long as you had known Tony and had always been very close with both boys. In the last few years though, something had changed between you and Riff. It was unexplainable, but you knew there was something different; you just couldn’t put your finger on it.

Tonight, you were determined to push Riff out of your head and enjoy the time you got with your friends, with Tony, with the Jets. Your newfound truce with the Sharks was the cause for the dance tonight, a deal you had helped Riff and Tony to settle with Bernardo only a few days ago after there was another death as a result of a stupid rumble. Poor Baby John.

The sudden resurrection of the conversation took you out of your thoughts.

“You and Grazi broke up 6 months ago, Riff, because YOU dumped her,” You imagined Tony in Riff’s face, poking his finger into his chest. Tony did that every time he got frustrated and wanted to get his point across more substantially, to Riff especially.

“Whatevah, Ton. I may be unable to tell the lovely lady how I feel, but I’m not in nearly as much trouble as you is. You have your eye on that Maria girl, and we both know how Bernardo feels about you, anyhow. You better watch yourself.” The boys had moved from the kitchen so your ability to hear them had all but vanished. It was the voice that appeared behind you that startled the hell out of you.

“Mija, you look beautiful.” Valentina’s sudden appearance behind you caused you to jump. You smiled softly.

“Thank you. If it weren’t for you givin me a job here, I woulda never been able to afford it.” Valentina simply shook her head and took your hands in her own.

“Nonsense. It made more sense to have your help, Tony and I could not have run the entire store without your help. Besides, you were the one who stopped that stealing problem,” She replied with an arched eyebrow.

You pulled away, unable to contain your small smile. It was easier than it sounded; Riff would pretty much do anything you asked without hesitation; within reason, of course. It didn’t stop his angry fiery desire to beat the shit out of everything in his way.

After a while, it was easier to lecture him until he stopped listening as you cleaned his cuts and made sure he hadn’t broken anything. He would never go to a hospital for anything, so you became the personal nurse of the Jets. Riff in particular. He was known for looking for trouble and found it at almost every turn, which fueled his vendetta against the world.

“Holy cannoli, Doll. You sure look nice,” Riff looked bewildered as he slowly descended the stairs, staring at you in a way he never had before. Not that you noticed before, anyway.

You grinned and gave a little twirl. A sly grin crossed his face. Tony was right behind him.

“Lookin’ good, kiddo,” Tony remarked. You gave a little curtsey.

“You kids be good tonight, I do not want to hear about any funny business!” Valentina said, giving a harsh look to Riff. He put his hands up in mock surrender.

“I won’t be doin’ nothing, Senorita. Just enjoying the dance like everybody else.” Riff grabbed your hand and gave you a twirl. You couldn’t help but giggle as your dress fanned out around you. Riff smiled to himself as he watched you dance around the room. He loved you more every day and it only got worse in moments like these, where you were just so unapologetically yourself and so carefree. He felt guilty that his burning anger had caused you to constantly keep your eye on him so that he wouldn’t do anything that was totally unforgivable or unable to be fixed.

It was definitely something that he was working on, but it was still a large part of him that he could not always contain. You were never so upset with him, though, that it couldn’t be worked out. That was another thing he was so grateful to both you and Tony and the Jets for. He may have been a screw up, but he did feel like he had a place in the world with you two and the Jets.

“Are youse ready to go?” Tony asked, shrugging his coat on. You looked to Riff and smiled. “I am if you are!” You said. Riff gave a curt nod and took off up the stairs.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Valentina called after you. You flashed a grin and ran out the door.

[looooooooomis]

FINAL GIRL | FIVE

You were his final girl.  And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

p a r t   five  |  t h e  c a b i n (part I)

masterlist here

pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count:  5.6k (I’M SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY) warnings: s m u t (18 +!!!!!)

A/N: after 8 months of MIA, SHE’S BACK BABY!!! this is part 1 of 2 of our fav couple being at the cabin x next chapter will have soft moments I promise lmao 

You should have been paying more attention.

If you’d been paying more attention, you wouldn’t have had five sets of eyes currently watching your every move, waiting for an answer you didn’t have. Why had you thought it was a good idea to stay up as late as you had packing your overnight bag for the cabin? If you had gone to bed at a reasonable hour, you wouldn’t have been as braindead as you currently were and, if you hadn’t been braindead, you wouldn’t have wound up in whatever ring of hell you were currently stuck in as your friends stared at you as though you’d grown a second head.

You pleaded with your tongue to say anything, pleaded for your brain to register a decent enough lie to make this uncomfortable silence end but nothing came out of your mouth. Only a pathetic hum and a gusto of forced laughter.

You wanted to die.

It should have been an easy enough answer to what was an even easier question. One that you’d practiced answering for the last two days and yet, as the moment for the lie came and went, you were left scrambling like a fucking moron.

You didn’t dare look at Billy as Sid curled into his side knowing if you managed to catch his coffee-coloured stare, you’d only be met with something between terror and amusement as you royally shit the bed. So, instead, you did the next best thing. You replayed the question over and over again in your head until you were driven mad.

‘Are you up for a movie this weekend?’

It was a simple enough question, one you’d managed to decline easily enough but, as Tatum frowned and asked the one question you were expecting to hear, your mind went blank.

‘Why? What are you doing?’

The answer you were supposed to say: I have to babysit my cousin in Santa Rosa all weekend. The answer they got? Silence. Pure, awkward as fuck, silence.

“Earth to Y/N,” Tatum laughed, brows furrowing. “Are you alive?”

“Sorry,” you huffed out a quiet laugh and shook your head, “I barely slept last night, I’m braindead.”

While it wasn’t a lie, you were still on edge. You’d think after months of sneaking around with the asshole sitting in front of you that you would have chilled out a little more but not today. Maybe it was the nerves of a full weekend away with Billy Loomis as his girlfriend hosted a fucking movie night sans her boyfriend and best friend – but something was making you stumble over what should have been second nature to you.

“You feeling okay?” Sid, the angel she was, asked with a small frown. Your stomach twisted in the familiar way it always did when your sweet friend showed concern. Concern which you most definitely didn’t deserve. “You seem…off.”

It would have been so easy to confess your dark little twisted affair with Billy right then and there. To just open your mouth and let the truth of everything you’d been doing behind her back play out. But you knew it would break her heart and, more than that, you were a fucking coward.

“I’m fine, Sid,” you smacked on a small smile and leaned into your locker. You had one more class until you were home free. Free of your friends’ inquiring eyes, free of Biology, free of Woodsboro. If you managed to get through this incredibly uncomfortable moment. “And I would if I could, trust me. I have to babysit my little cousin in Santa Rosa.” You feigned disappointment with a small frown. You could see Stu’s lips tug up in mild amusement out of the corner of your eye. “She’s nine, so if I don’t come back on Monday, know that she annoyed me to death.”

Randy scoffed and casually threw his arm around your neck. “Every day I’m thankful I don’t have any snot-nosed kids in my family. Losing my weekend to babysit? I’d rather rot.”

Despite your guilt, you managed a small smile as you looked across at him. “I think the kid would rather you rot, too. You’d be a terrible babysitter.”

“She’s right,” Tatum smirked, “you’d show the kid one of your weirdo movies where a girl with big tits is running helplessly away from her killer. It’d scar the kid for life.”

“Or,” Randy mused, “prepare them for the real world. Put some hair on their chest and all that shit.”

“Furthering my point, Meeks, you’d be a shit babysitter.” You laughed. “But, yeah, I’ll be suffering at the hands of a nine-year-old, so you guys have fun without me.”

“How about you, lover boy?” Tatum asked, looking across at Billy. “Will you be joining us this weekend?”

You should have averted your eyes. Should have done anything besides wait, with bated breath, to see what Billy would say. Slowly, those brown eyes tapered over towards you just briefly before looking at Tatum. With a casual shrug of his shoulders, Billy shook his head and leaned into Sid. “Can’t,” he merely said, “I’m going up north with my dad. He wants to get some of his affairs in order or something, I don’t know.” He ran a hand through his hair. “All I know is I was promised free beer if I helped him. So, I’m helping him.”

If Sid caught onto his lie, her face didn’t betray her once. And, as she looked up at her boyfriend with doting eyes, you couldn’t help but feel that pang of shame slice into your gut once again. She believed him. She always believed him. Believed you. Regardless of how good it felt to have Billy, that shame of knowing just who it was unwittingly hurting in the process never dissipated.

“You sure you guys won’t need help?” Sid asked, further digging that knife of shame into your chest. “Besides this movie, I’ve got nothing else going on this weekend.”

“Real nice,” Randy teased. “She’d rather watch Billy’s dad punch away at a fucking calculator then sit down with her nearest and dearest.”

Billy ignored Randy entirely as he glanced down at the brunette. “I’m sure,” he affirmed, giving her a quick squeeze. “Enjoy the movie night. I’ll be there for the next one.”

He lied so effortlessly, so casually, that it should have unnerved you. But it didn’t. Because for as good of a liar Billy Loomis was, you were right here with him. This dangerous little game the two of you were playing was becoming second nature to you and for as much as it pained you to see Sidney get lied to, you couldn’t help yourself.

You loved Billy. Billy loved you. Right person, wrong time. Only rather than wait like you knew you should have, Billy’s glow was much too enthralling to miss. You were both moths to each other’s’ flames and no amount of guilt or shame was strong enough to outweigh the otherworldly affliction the two of you had for one another.

The bell signifying your final class rung out, snapping you out of your brief reverie as you blinked and focused on pushing Randy off of you. “Want to drive me to the bus station?” You asked him. “I don’t want to drive all the way to Santa Rosa, so I bought a bus ticket.”

“Tonight?” Randy considered it briefly before shrugging. “Sure, I guess. I’ve got a shift tonight at seven, though. When’s your bus leave?”

“Six thirty,” you lied, mainly doing this so that should anyone drive by your house this weekend and see your car still neatly parked in your driveway, they wouldn’t bat an eye. “I owe you.”

“Yeah, you do,” Randy agreed. “And, lucky for you, I accept a lot of different payment options.” He wriggled his brows, earning a playful smack from you and an annoyed glare from Billy. Thankfully, Randy didn’t catch onto the latter. “Pick you up at six?”

You nodded. “Perfect.”

With your eyes flickering to Billy’s once more, you managed to shoot everyone a quick smile before disappearing down the hall towards Biology. Just how you’d managed to dance your way out of what could have been an incredibly awkward moment, you didn’t know. But as you felt that weighty stare of Billy’s on your back as you walked away, there was an air of excitement that swallowed you whole.

No matter how much guilt you felt, no matter how sick it made you to see Sidney get hurt, even if she didn’t quite know about just yet, there was a much larger part of you that couldn’t wait to get Billy alone.

Because for the first time in the seven months since you’d started this torrid little affair, you were finally getting Billy all to yourself. No prying eyes, no secret kisses, no having to hide every part of your relationship with the man. None of that.

This weekend, it was you and it was Billy.

And you couldn’t fucking wait.

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Randy, being the superstar he was, had dropped you off at the station a little after six-fifteen and by six-thirty-two, just around the time the actual bus was leaving for Santa Rosa, you were scrambling into Billy’s car with a wild grin on your face.

Just how the pair of you had managed to pull it off, especially given your brain lapse earlier in the day, was beyond you. But, as Billy tore off down the main street leading to the freeway, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of freedom engulf you the farther and farther you got from town.

It was exhilarating.

And, as you glanced at Billy, who couldn’t have looked more like a movie star with his dark locks blowing with the wind cascading in through his open window, you couldn’t help but reach across the divide to gently squeeze his jean-clad thigh.

“Thank you,” you found yourself muttering and as those brown eyes met yours, you couldn’t help but grin. “For your stupid key proposal. In hindsight, it was very sweet.”

The dimple in Billy’s cheek deepened as his own grin grew. “Glad you let me steal you away?”

You loosened your seatbelt momentarily and leaned across to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Very glad.” You made a move to pull away but stopped when he gently grabbed your chin with the hand not holding the wheel. “What—”

The kiss, while dangerously stupid, was short and sweet but the emotion behind it, the genuine happiness that exuded out of Billy in those few seconds was palpable. “I really do fucking love you, you know that?”

“You’ve mentioned it,” you hummed and slinked back into your seat. When his large hand found your thigh, he gave it a firm squeeze that sent shockwaves throughout your whole body.

“Not going to say it back?” He teased, giving you a sidelong glance as he drew nearer to the freeway.

“I’d rather show it.” Rather than put your seatbelt back on, you shimmed in your seat and leaned into him as your fingers scraped along his thighs towards the button of his jeans. “Eyes on the road, Loomis.”

Easier said than done, Billy thought, torn between watching the road and watching you unzip his jeans. Raising his ass out of the seat just long enough to allow you to tug his pants down his thighs, the second Billy saw yours eyes light up as his now somewhat erect cock sprung free of his jeans, keeping his eyes on the road seemed impossible. But, the second he saw that pretty mouth of yours perk up in anticipation, it was game over. “Are you trying to get us killed?”

A low chuckle escaped your lips as you began to pump his length with your hand. “Focus on the road, Billy.”

“You say that like it’s easy.” Not being able to keep his hands off of you, he reached for your nipple and gave it a pinch through your shirt. “Take your shirt off, baby.”

“Shut up and drive.” You chided him, shimming in your seat so that you were on your knees leaning over the console. His cock was rock hard now and, as you ran your tongue alongside his length, from the base of it all the way up to coax your tongue along the precum that had gathered along his head, you felt him shiver beneath you.

“Fuck,” he hissed, tangling his fingers through your hair. You were too fucking good with that mouth of yours.

Still pumping the base of his cock with one hand, you swirled your tongue along the tip of his dick again before taking that perfectly girthy cock in your mouth. His grip tightened on your hair and your eyes watered as he pushed your head down to fully take the length of him inside of your mouth. He heard you gag on him but even as his grip eased up, you continued your pursuit of deepthroating him.

His breathing was shallow as he felt your hot mouth all over him. Between the sounds of your wet mouth taking him in and the occasional gag as you choked on his length, Billy was in heaven.

But having you this close as you fucked him with your mouth whilst still fully clothed was killing him. He needed to feel you. He wanted to feel your juices on his fingers and running down those perfect fucking thighs as he fingerfucked you. He wanted to hear you moan, feel you moan on his cock as he made you feel as good as you were making him feel.

He wanted all of you, needed all of you.  

Trying his damnedest not to shut his eyes as your mouth brought him closer to the edge, he reached beneath you to work on your own zipper but when that proved to be impossible, a frustrated growl tore out of his lips. “Undo your pants.” He hissed through bared teeth.

You hummed against his dick which nearly sent him into the other land of traffic. “No,” you purred, “I want to make you feel good.”

With one hand on the wheel and the other now gliding up and down your back as you fucked him with your mouth, Billy couldn’t help but buck into your mouth as you began to massage his balls. He was going to bust and soon if he wasn’t careful.

You were too fucking good and he was too fucking in love with you not to get lost in the way you made him feel.

“Touch yourself, at least,” he breathed out, desperate to see that pretty cunt. “Please, baby.”

Not granting him the satisfaction, you simply dug your nails into his thighs and moaned onto his cock and the sensation of it alone was almost enough to make him come down your throat. It seemed to slither around his cock, making him twitch and buck into your mouth.

But it was the second you moaned out his name as you swirled your wet mouth along the head of his dick one final time, swallowing back his precum with a contented hum, that Billy blew his loud inside of your mouth.

For a good five seconds, he didn’t care if he crashed the goddamn car as he watched you swallow his seed. He was bucking into your mouth, his breathing was ragged, as you guzzled him back and, as you finally released his cock with a pop, Billy almost lost it.

With a devilish grin, you simply wiped a finger along the edge of your lips and leaned back into your seat with a satisfied glimmer in your eyes. You knew you’d be in for it once he got his hands on you at the cabin, but for now, as you watched him lamely try and pull his jeans up his body to cover his slowly softening cock, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s the matter, Billy?” You teased, fastening your seatbelt back up. “You look a little rattled.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he simpered, not bothering with the zipper or button of his jeans. Instead, he reached across the divide and grabbed for your hand as he ghosted his lips across your knuckles. “Just wait until we get to the cabin.”

With your suspicions confirmed, you couldn’t help but beam across at him as you drove further and further away from Woodsboro. That was definitely a threat and good god were you excited for its execution.

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By the time you’d pulled into the Loomis family cabin, it was pitch black outside.

The moon was too high in the sky and only a sliver of its light poked through the tall pine trees that surrounded the small house but, even with the low light surrounding you, the shadows that danced along the lake was enough to bring out a small smile as you quietly made your way out of the car. You didn’t need full sun to see the beauty surrounding you and the smell of the fresh air mixed with the spice of pine made any ounce of nerves filter out of you.

You were happy.

Unreservedly so.

Glancing across the roof towards Billy, he seemed almost distracted as he looked around at the familiar surroundings. You couldn’t quite tell if he was feeling as happy as you were in those brief moments, but you couldn’t quite blame him for that. The cabin held a lot of memories within it, many of which you knew included his mother. Where you felt freed and excited, you could tell the weight of his current whereabouts was heavy on his shoulders.

“Hey,” you muttered, slicing into the quietude around you. Walking around the front of the car, those brown eyes found yours as you circled your arms around his middle. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” he assured, but his voice was low and distant. All the same, however, his strong arms enveloped you as he kissed your hairline. “Lost in a memory, I guess.”

You nodded into the crook of his neck but said nothing. He needed time to decompress, to familiarize himself with a house he hadn’t been in since his mother left. So, you’d give him that time.

For what must have been minutes, the two of you simply stood at the helm of porch holding onto one another. It wasn’t until Billy placed another quick kiss to your forehead that you felt his arms slowly fall only to grasp your hand in his own. “Come on,” he hummed. His grip on your hand was firm as he walked up the steps leading to the wrap around porch and as he stuck the key inside of the lock and opened the front door, the smell of cedar surrounded you.

The cabin was gorgeous. Wooden slats covered every square inch of the small house and a small fireplace sat at the front of the house with a worn-in couch and chair facing it. It was obvious nobody had come to visit for quite some time judging by the dust lining most of the countertops and shelving units, but you didn’t care.

To you, it was perfect.

Your own little oasis with the boy you loved without any sort of outside interruption.

You released his hand to take a brief look around the small living space but you could feel his eyes on you with every step you took. You knew he was looking to get even with you after your little stunt in the car, but you also knew that he hadn’t quite been expecting the swell of emotions to hit him upon driving up to the cabin. So, you continued to wander around the cabin to both grant him the space he may or may not have needed and, simply, to snoop around.

There were family pictures lining the tables and one in particular made you smile as you caught sight of a young Billy swinging from a tire swing. With a quiet laugh, you picked the frame up and surveyed it with a fond smile on your lips. “Cute,” you remarked, looking across to catch his stare. “A little model, eh?”

Billy watched you carefully place the frame down on the table before continuing on with your self-guided tour. No matter how hard he tried, regardless of the bittersweet memories swirling around inside of his brain, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Not that he ever really could, but there was an ease rolling off of you tonight, coming off of you in waves, that drew him in.

“I’ve been thinking about this all week, you know that?” He remarked, leaning against the back of the couch as he watched you pick up another picture frame. “Just me and you. Out here alone in the woods for an entire weekend.”

“Sounds like a scary movie when you put it that way,” you goaded with a wink. “Or a really niche porno.”

“Why not a bit of both?” His molasses coloured eyes glimmered mischievously as you walked up to him and stepped between his legs. The second you were close, he pulled you flush against his chest and kissed the tip of your nose as he pushed your hair back and away from your face. “Both could be fun.”

You grinned. “I’m down for anything,” you shrugged. “So long as you promise to take me on an actual date tomorrow. We’re not just fucking like bunnies inside of the cabin all weekend.”

“Heaven forbid,” he leaned in and gave you a slow, torturous kiss.

“I’m serious, Billy,” you moaned.

Pulling away from your mouth, Billy nudged his nose against yours and nodded. “The entire population in Bumfuck, California will know you’re my girl by the end of the weekend,” he avowed, skimming his hands down to your ass to give it a firm squeeze. “I promise.”

“Oh, yeah?” You hummed, kissing him again.

His calloused hands slipped beneath your shirt and scraped up your side. “Yeah.” Digging his hips into yours, he gave you one last kiss before nodding towards the bedroom. “Take your clothes off.”

You giggled as he slapped your ass to steer you down the narrow hallway. “And if I don’t?”

“I’ll rip them off of you,” he simply said, “so either they remain in one piece or I ruin your outfit.”

You glanced down at your jeans and tank before frowning. You looked cute tonight and you’d be damned if the bastard ripped them. So, being the good girl you were, you held his stare and slowly slinked out of your clothes. His eyes seemed so much darker as he watched you strip and the small smirk he wore slowly fell into a hungry thin line as you then perched yourself on the edge of the bed, completely nude.

“You just going to stand there looking pretty or are you going to do something about this?” You slipped your fingers between your thighs and ran your fingers along your swollen clit. A low moan slipped out of your lips at the sensation. “I’m already so wet for you, Billy.”

Slowly, Billy stepped towards you and undid his belt. Leaning down, he kissed you, hard, and steered you backwards on the bed beneath you until your head reached the soft pillows. You could feel his cock straining against his jeans but rather than grant himself any sort of reprieve, you watched him gently grasp your hands and raise them above your head only to wrap his belt around your wrists.

In the blink of an eye, you were tied to the bedposts.

“Is this payback for the car blowie?” You laughed, looking up at your restrained wrists. “If it is, I can’t say I’m mad about it.”

“You wanted something between a horror movie and a niche porno, remember?” He hummed against your skin, placing sloppy kisses along the vein that ran along your neck as he pinched your nipple. “God, you’re fucking perfect. You know that?”

He bit down on your collarbone, kissing his way down your chest until his warm mouth wrapped around your nipple. You could feel his teeth slither along your breast as his tongue lapped expertly on the sensitive bud. You hissed, arching into his mouth as your wrists, on instinct, fought for freedom. “Hardly.”

His eyes met yours as he slowly released your nipple. You were in nothing, of course, but he was still fully clothed, and you hated him for it. You hungrily eyed the bulge in his jeans as he propped himself up on his arm, letting his other hand glide up your chest and neck until it cupped your cheek. His nose brushed against yours, nudging it up to allow his lips to hover just over yours. Close enough that you could almost taste them, but much too far away to satisfy the hunger you had for the man.

“I love you,” he whispered, thumb stroking the apple of your cheek as his warm, brown eyes swallowed you up. “You know that, right?”

“Yes,” you swallowed hard and tilted your head up just enough to finally catch his lips. But, just as quickly as it happened, the man pulled away and let his hand begin to roam down your body. His mouth was at your ear now, nibbling at your earlobe as his hot breath slithered against your neck. You shivered. “I love you, too.”

His voice was gruff in your ear. “I’d kill for you,” his hand continued its journey down your throat, brushing past your nipple, down the length of your stomach until reaching the small smattering of hair along your mound. He was careful to keep his hands from dipping any lower, tormenting you as best to his ability, which just about killed you, if you were being honest. “You know that?”

Bucking your hips up, you nearly growled at the lack of attention you were receiving. You were soaked and touch-starved for him. His fingers, his mouth, the erection currently poking into your thigh, anything. “I wouldn’t ask you to do that,” you managed a quiet laugh. “But I appreciate it.”

His teeth bit down on your neck again. “But, I would. I’d do anything for you, sweetheart.”

His hand slipped further down to your sopping cunt and as he slowly slipped his fingers through your wet folds, the moan he got in return nearly killed him. “Billy,” you whispered desperately. It felt as though you were going to die if you didn’t feel him inside of you. “Please.”

His lips hovered over yours and on instinct, you caught his bottom lip between your teeth and bucked your hips against his hand. He snarled as you bit down on his lip but as the metallic taste of blood met his tongue, it was as though Billy was transcending. His pace on your clit quickened but it was still too slow for you and he knew it. He was torturing you, killing you, and he was enjoying every second of it. Struggling against the belt, your struggle was all for naught as it didn’t so much as move an inch.

“You’d love me, no matter what, right?” He asked, slipping one of his fingers inside of you as he kissed his way down to your chest. Lapping at your nipple, Billy was gentle at first before biting down hard enough to draw blood. Tit for Tat.

“Yes,” you moaned. Your entire body was on fire as his fingers brought you closer to the edge. “But I’d love you even more if you fucked me. You’re killing me, Loomis.”

Licking up the small trail of blood off of your tits, Billy hummed against your nipple and added another finger inside of your pussy. He’d fuck you soon but right now, he needed to feel your entire body light up the way it always had when he drove you into that fit of madness. You were a woman unhinged in the bedroom, he knew as much, and he knew exactly how to get that animal inside of you out.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he admired, reaching his hand up to coat your tit in your own slick. When it was sufficiently wet, he licked your juices off of your breast and growled. God, you tasted so fucking good. “You’re my girl, Y/N, you’re always going to be my girl, right?”

You looked up at him as those words fell from his lips. His brown hair hung down his forehead, his neck red from the strain of having to watch you writhe beneath him without doing a damned thing about it. But what struck you was the look of vulnerability in those brown eyes. That longing, far-away look as his eyes searched yours.

He wanted nothing more than to hear you say that you wanted him. Needed him. Just as much as he needed you.

“Always,” the answer tumbled out of your lips before you so much as thought twice. “I’m your girl, Billy.”

His mouth caught yours in a bruising kiss. Finally, his pace quickened inside of you as met your throbbing core with his dept fingers. With his thumb circling your clit, he dipped two fingers inside of you and grinned against your mouth as you let out a low, desperate moan.

It happened so fast after that. One moment, you were the one tied up on the bed and the next, he’d released you, stripped himself naked, and managed to flip you over so that you were the one on top of him, straddling his waist. Pulling away from you mouth, Billy’s eyes darkened as he saw that familiar glimmer in your eyes. That animalistic side of you was out in full force now.

“Get up here.” He demanded.

You smirked and leaned across him so that your lips hovered over his. “Why would I want to do that?”

He leaned up, the veins in his neck swelled against his neck as he caught your bottom lip between his teeth. “Get. Up. Here.”

Releasing your lip, Billy watched you smirk and crawl up the remainder of his body until your pussy was less than an inch away from his mouth. Grabbing onto the metal of the headboard you’d just been tied up to, you gasped as Billy’s tongue slid into your folds. Finding your clit instantly, you moaned and allowed your eyes to fall shut as you reached down to play with your hardened nipples.

Fuck, what Billy could do with his mouth should have been illegal.

He sucked and lapped at your clit as you rocked back and forth against his mouth. His fingers dug into your hips, so much so that you knew there would be bruises in the morning but, blinded by the pleasure between your thighs, you couldn’t care less.  

The moans that were coming out of you were raw and guttural and, as you played with your own tits, envisioning his hands being the ones to squeeze and nip on the swollen buds of your nipples, you saw stars.

“Fuck,” you moaned out, “Billy, baby, fuck.”

He pulled your hips further down so that you were sitting on his face. Not just hovering but sitting on that perfect mouth of his as he held you in place. You knew it must have been hard for him to breathe but he was adamant and as his tongue continued its assault on your throbbing cunt, you came devastatingly hard and incredibly loud.

Stars danced behind your eyes as you continued to ride out your orgasm. When you couldn’t take another second of Billy’s skilled tongue, you climbed off of him only to feel his large hands take hold of your hips again.

Swinging you around so that you were on your back and he was the one hovering over you, Billy wasted no time in slipping his rock-hard erection into your soaking pussy.

He was thrusting hard and the sounds of your juices squelching with every thrust of his cock would have been off-putting if it hadn’t been for the raw, primal need coursing off of the pair of you in waves. He was kissing your lips and biting them and suckling your neck as he continued to rail into you with all of passion in the world. You weren’t sure you’d ever seen him this riled up and you had to admit it was inherently sexy seeing him so affected by you.

Not surprising in the least, it didn’t take him long to come. You’d riled him up to the point of no return in the car and, as you felt him come inside of you, you all but laughed when he dramatically crashed on the bed beside you.

Sweat glistened over every inch of body and the sheen of your juices was still on his lips as he kissed you. This kiss was slow, methodical. Sweet. And you felt yourself fall even harder for the man as he broke the kiss and gently brushed your hair away from your now damp forehead.

Wrapping one arm around your chest, Billy held you against him as he propped himself against the headboard. You were both naked and sweating and while a shower was something you both definitely needed, neither of you found yourselves all too willing to move out of the other’s embrace.

“Is it hard being back here?” You asked, listening to his heart beating in his chest.

“For a second, maybe,” he admitted, soothing your hair down. “Not now.”

“What’s changed?” You asked with a small smile. “The sex was that good, huh?”

A quiet chuckle shook his chest as he kissed the top of your head. “I think horror meets niche porn is my new favourite genre.”

Kissing his naked chest, you grinned into his body. “Same.”

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL

July 2022 Wk 2 

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Triage (grey) Ep 12 - Tol’s turn to fix the timeline - well he can’t do any worse, right? I found this episode a little frustrating, but I still think this is one of the better high concept Thai BL‘s I’ve seen in a long time. I’m reminded a little of Great mMen Academy for some reason (much as I question if GMA is a BL). I’m excited to see howTriage ends, but also glad next one is the final ep. Where Triage falls down, for me, like Manner of Death, is going to be in rewatchability. I think once the element of surprise is removed, there isn’t enough romance holding this show together to make me want to rewatch it. But I think the story is a lot better for having not been that romantic. It’s just I happen to be a romantic at heart. 

Love Mechanics (Sun WeTV) Ep 4-5 - ep 4: of course the cheating gf is hurt in a car accident with her rich boyfriend#2 and Vee rushes back to her and then makes eye contact with Mark who he is hurting even more. Because why not MORW PAIN? This whole series is basically a diatribe against cheating and the one honest gay reaps all the punishment. And yet I CAN’T STOP WATCHING. Stupid genius YinWar. Also I do love Poppy turning up, he’s got to be one of my favorite character actors in the BL universe, right up there with Gunsmile. Watching Vee lose everything was cathartic, his family, friends, and Marke are too good for him. He is a lovable asshole tho. I am both delighted and terrified that we have 6 more episodes of this nonsense.  Ep 5, why are these cheaters so cute? Because it is YinWar, that’s why.  Also I love it when Mark gets his own back against Vee, even if it’s just teasing and standing up for himself. Don’t ask, I didn’t get the bit with Vee’s dad either. Lots of good brother characters this summer in BL. Meanwhile  Yawhe is figuring everything out.

 Vice Versa (Sat on YouTube) Ep 1 - The meet cute was awkward and I don’t love that. Jimmy (Puen) is lovely, of course. The lead (Lay) is okay, I haven’t fully warmed to him. (Hooray for a butch character! Even if they had to use body swap to explain them. Notice mostly no polite particles?) I like the concept of this show. You know me, I’m big into paranormal and magical realism and skewed reality. I’m engaged with that if nothing else. And then Nanon waltzes in holding a goddamn guitar and I’m mad at the whole universe.

Unforgotten Night (Weds on GaGa) Ep 4 - I am beginning to think we should be calling this show Forgotten Kink rather than Unforgotten Night. Actually, this week was fine, we got a bit more of the side couple, whom I am now officially calling P’Daddy and Baby Boy. Also I may a UFO pun joke. Go me. TRASH WATCH IS HERE! 

Sky in Your Heart (Fri YouTube) Ep 7 - How is this show now boring, corny, AND cheesy? Also I’m starting to get bad secondhand embarrassment. And then... the white sponge bath, of course.

Even Sun (Wed iQIYI) Ep 3 - They are pretty, it pretty, that’s it. I’m so bored.

Check Out (Sat IQIYI) Ep 6 - World’s most boring date? Mostly I was just confused by the random English letters on Daonuea’s shirt and wondering if I could get one like it with Thai script (since it’s so pretty). In other news, should I start a vomit trigger warning for BL shows? Why do people throw up so much? We don’t have to SEE it, ya know? 

My Secret Love (Sat YouTube Sat) Ep 7 - Interesting that they call GL yuri in Thailand. That’s it. That’s all I got. 

War of Y has semi started or something? Whatever. 

Oh My Sunshine Night (?) - Ep 1 I managed the first ep without subs but it seems really really sad. I am nto sure I am in the right mind set for this one so I think I will wait until 1. I know if it ends happily, and 2. It’s easier to get internationally. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Minato Shouji Coin Laundry (Japan Weds GaGa) Ep 3 - currently my favorite show by a land slide. I like everything about it, the questionable content and relationship, the age gap, the characters, Shin’s obsessive staler edgy intensity, the side boy with the terrible hair. The food. ALL OF IT. Minato’s feelings for his sensei are an interesting parallel to Shin‘s feelings for Minato - and explain both why Minato is sympathetic to Shin and dismissive of him at the same time. When Minato admits to his feelings for his high school teacher, Shin final understands Minato’s reluctance, or thinks he does. I feel Minato deeply, he’s sunshine honesty and core integrity does not allow him to outright lie to Shin that he isn’t attracted, which goes up against his ethical scruples around their age gap. There’s an interesting dialogue going on within this show around how seriously to take teenage love and first true desire (simultaneously the most intense of our lives and the most scary for the adults around us) and how it’s belittled by society as a result. I should note at this juncture that the age of consent in Japan is 13, the lowest of any developed country. However, most prefectures also have local "corruption of minors" or "obscenity statutes" (淫行条例) which raise that AoC to 16-18, unless they are in a "sincere romantic relationship" (usually determined by parental consent). Are we going to meet Shin’s parents and large family under this context? I’d really like it if we did. Japan may be reserved in its romances but it usually attacks social criticism and difficult content head on (unlike Korea), so I wouldn’t be surprised if we got this topic grappled with directly. See Japan’s approach to noona romances. 

Want to See You (Vietnam YT) Ep 6-7-8 - Far be it for me to say this with our prince of VBL but I don’t think that these leads have any chemistry. Sad, that’s usually not one of Vietnam’s issues. The brother character remains my favorite and a best boy and the only reason I’m still watching this show.

Senpai, Danjite Koidewa! (Japan Fri Viki) Ep 4 - We are halfway through this one, and I’m still not sure if I like it. It’s just too cringe. Also they keep reusing a lot of footage.

Gameboys 2 movie - didn’t drop for me in the USA on gaga.

Love in Spring AKA Spring of Crush (Korea grey) Ep 15-16 - A suitably tragic ending (including an Untamed call back) for all the bad characters and some of the good ones. I liked the psychopath second lead best - apparently my second lead syndrome extends to COMPLETELY INSANE. In the end, this drama was all over the place with uneven acting, narrative, and focus (sometimes it wanted to be a slapstick comedy, sometimes a depressing drama) which meant no one, actors or viewers, took anyone or anything seriously.... AND it’s a bromance. I was left wondering is SalHyung is now code for “they were roommates” in Kdrama historicals but otherwise largely apathetic and unimpressed. Korea, we now know you can do better. Watch Tinted With You or Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding instead: 3/10 not recommended, I don’t know what I’m watching, and neither does it. Full review here. 

Gossip

Japan to adapt yaoi Takara Kun To Amagi Kun as Takara-kun and Amagi-kun. Oriyama Nao and Sato Arata will star, and rumors of the leads from My Love Mix-up putting in a cameo. 8 epes. About a popular guy and an outcast boy who secretly like each other, and soon after start dating in secret. Premieres August 18 no word on distribution yet. 

Japan to produce The 8.2 Second Rule AKA 8.2 Byo no Hosoku about a boy finding his first love. 

Korea’s Kidari Studio to adapt Happy Merry Ending about two men who work with wedding events, grumpy/sunshine pairing. 

Blueming is getting a season 2. This is one of my favorites from this year (9/10). I am not thrilled about this decision. It’s the same director as TMS2, and I didn’t like that one all that much. Still, I’ll probubly watch it. I’m very intersted in where Korea goes when it’s given enough rope to hang itself with. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

I think Coffee Melody is to start tomorrow on Viki? (Pavel my love!) 

NOTE: There probubly will not be a weekly update next Sunday from yours truly. I have a busy week of remote work (with the meetings and the deadline) and then a (cough cough) college reunion thingy. So yeah. Don’t think I’m dead, okay? 

This week’s best moments?

Can’t lie, I’m a big fan of the boyfriend sniff test. 

I feel this in my bones... or shoudl I say stomach? 

Sing it with me now... jealousy! 

And a meeting of the Marks. (I used to think War & Mark looked A LOT like each other, but now I really don’t anymore). I hope Mark IRL really is really in Love Mechanics. I love him so much. He’d make a great boyfriend for heartbroken rich boy Nuea.

(last week)

[dreamescapeswriting]

Trust In Me ~ PJM [Request]

WORD COUNT: 3.2K

PAIRING: Jimin x reader

GENRE: established-relationship, angst, fluffy ending, mentions of family and being raised by grandparents instead of mother

As you walked down the staircase of your house you placed earrings into your ears, calling out for Jimin to come out.

"Jimin, we're going to be late if we don't leave right now." You cried out as you walked into the living room to find him standing there in his practice clothes. Frowning at him you looked him up at down, today was supposed to be the day he had managed to get off work.

"I thought you got the day off," You whined slipping your shoes on as you looked at him. Jimin felt his stomach begin to churn as he looked at you and lied. Right to your face.

"I got called in again."

"But it's my Grandmothers 90th birthday...We were going to the meal." You reminded him, he had promised you weeks ago that he had gotten the day off and was going to be there.

"I got busy Y/n, I'm sorry." he walked towards you but you ignored his attempt at a hug. All it seemed as of late was that he was busy. Hardly home, always out until late hours of the morning and when he was home he was acting odd. Jittery whenever you asked him how his day had been, on edge whenever you told him that you were going to clean up the house. It felt as though he was hiding something. But you and Jimin had been together for almost 6 years, there was no way he would do something stupid. 

That you knew of.

"I know baby, I'll make it up to you," He promised as he attempted to reach for you but you moved away from him. Grabbing your bag and looking around for your car keys.

"You've been saying that for weeks Jimin" You knew you were probably overreacting. You knew what his lifestyle was like. You had been living it for the last six years but that didn't make it easier. 

"I'll make sure Seojun is following you." He told you as he looked outside. The world knew about your relationship which meant you travelled almost everywhere with a personal guard. Seojun was there to make sure you weren't trampled by paparazzi or Sassengs in the street. There wasn't anyone out there right now but he knew it wouldn't be long until someone was around.

"Thanks." You mumbled turning to leave when he took your hand in his, pulling you closer to him so that you were chest to chest with one another.

"You can't forget this." He placed a gift bag into your hand. The present you had gotten for Grandmas birthday. Something that the two of you had been planning on giving her for almost nine months.

"This is from both of us. I can't give it to her without you." You looked into the bag at the wrapped-up box and Jimin sighed.

"She'll know I'm sorry." Without a word to him, you walked out of the house with the bag. Climbing into the car more pissed off than ever that Jimin would leave you to go to a function like this alone. 

Jimin stood watching you leave and biting down on his lip. It was never his intention to hurt you but this was something he had to do in secrecy. Grabbing his phone scrolling through until he found the name, "Seojun 2" and pressed the call.

"Can you meet me at the house?" He questioned as soon as the other line picked up.

"Sure. Shall I order pizza for when we're done?" An excited female voice asked as she got happy to hear Jimin calling her so early in the morning.

"Of course how could I ever say no when you get so excited like this?" He chuckled grabbing his bag and keys before heading out to his own car. Throwing a bag into the boot before climbing into the front seat, 

"Make sure you bring protection this time, I'm not having a repeat of last time. We got in such a mess!" She grumbled at him as she began to think back on all of their times together. 

"It wasn't my fault we were in the mess." Jimin scoffed as he began to start up the car and put his phone onto the stand, 

"I think you'll find that it was your fault. You're so messy," She complained,

"I never hear you complain until the next time we see each other. I'll see you soon. Make sure you're ready, I want to start right away." He laughed before getting ready to end the phone call,

"So eager Mr Park."

"Only for you." He teased playfully. Hanging up and beginning his slow drive.

"Happy birthday Grandma," You whispered as you walked into the small restaurant your family was hosting in. A small family-run restaurant that had been in the mall for almost 12 years. Your whole family had been going there for years, your grandmother insisting that it was the only restaurant she would ever eat inside of.

"Thank you, dear," She looked behind you and you knew what she was looking for. Grandma happened to be Jimin's number one fan.

"He couldn't make it." You whispered as you put the gift bag down onto the table of other gifts and looked back at Granny who seemed to be upset.

"Why?" 

"Because he had other things to do." You shrugged it off giving her a quick peck on the cheek before going to find you both a drink. 

The truth was you had no idea where Jimin was. It seemed that he was always busy lately and it was beginning to bother you. You had no idea what he was so busy with. There was no comeback coming up and they weren't filming any dancing videos for their channel.

"Your grandfather used to get like that whenever he was hiding something." Your mother's voice sounded from beside you. Anger boiled up inside of you as soon as she felt the need to insert herself in your business when she was never really much of a mother anyway. Not to you at least.

"He isn't hiding anything." You hissed at your mother. She'd never liked you and Jimin together. She never liked you with anybody now that you came to think about it.

"All I'm saying is, he's a very handsome young man. He could have anybody he wanted." She smirked at you, you knew what she was thinking. The moment you had bought him to meet your grandmother your mother had begun flirting with Jimin. Doing anything she could to get his eyes on her.

"Thanks, mum." You grumbled sarcastically before walking away to go and join your grandmother who was opening her gifts. Your brother begging to go first as she picked up an envelope.

"That one's from me!" Your brother yelled excited as your grandmother began to tear it open, frowning and staring over at him as she slowly pulled out what was inside.

"Retirement home flyers?!" You cried out looking from the flyers and back to him as he nodded his head clearly proud at what he had gotten her. 

"Granny needs somewhere she can live," Granny wasted no time in rolling the papers up and smacking him with them playfully until he pulled out a small box.

"This is your real one," He whined as he gave her the box. She pulled it open, 

"It's Granddads old medals. I had them polished and cleaned." She began to tear up before hugging him tightly. Practically making his eyes pop out from his head as she thanked him over and over again.

"Mine next," You whispered pushing the box towards her. Something you had been keeping quiet for months, scared in case she hated it.

"It's from me and Jimin,"

"Who isn't here," Your mother laughed before your brother jabbed her in the side.

"Shut up and sit down. I don't see you with a date either." Grandma shut her up, taking the box from you carefully and smiling up at you. 

Pulling the box open she began to tear up once again, tears beginning to roll down her face as she saw the snowglobe sitting there. 

"A snowglobe for your collection," You smiled as you picked it up to show her that there was a small model of her old home. The one you had spent most of your life growing up inside of. 

"Y/n how did you do this?" Your brother gasped as he moved closer to get a better look at the house. It was almost an exact replica, all it was missing was the porch swings.

"I found someone online who can make custom globes, Jimin and I went to the old house we got pictures." You explained as you shook the snowglobe for your grandmother.

"It's still standing?" She gasped looking up at you with widened eyes.

"Barely. It was practically withering away while we were there but the artist managed to capture everything it used to look like." You smiled remembering the day you took Jimin. It was almost 9 months ago, the two of you went for a road trip to go and find it, You'd almost cried seeing it so dishevelled and abandoned. The inside was terrible with broken glass on the floor, burnt flooring. The inside joinery was exposed and all of the wiring and copper had been stolen. You and Jimin had sat together for a few hours talking about how much the place meant to you and how much you wished you could have saved it.

"This is amazing, thank you." She left a giant kiss on your cheek and you smiled as she began shaking it and showing it off to anyone that was looking at her. Like a child on Christmas.

"I'm glad you like it, I'll text Jimin." You smiled before going to go and find a drink which you had intended to do before. 

Sitting by the window you looked out at the people that were doing their shopping. The party seemed to be dragging by slowly since Jimin wasn't with you to help lighten the mood up a little.

"You're daydreaming." Grandma laughed as she fed you some more mozzarella sticks. Practically piling your plate higher each time. She claimed that you never ate enough when she was around and would always give you more food than you could possibly ever handle. 

"Sorry, are you enjoying your birthday?" You questioned as you looked at her, she nodded her head. The whole family seemed to have spoiled her, which she truly deserved for everything she had done in her lifetime. 

"It's been fun besides your mother, I swear she thinks I'm suddenly going to drop down dead." Your mother had been questioning her about the will all day. It came as no surprise that she only came around sniffing for money.

"Nope, you're going to live until 190," You teased as she shook her head at you. Taking your hands in hers and squeezing them softly making you look at her as she took on a serious look.

"You were always my favourite." You shook your head and scoffed at her,

"Granny..." You said slowly hoping that no one around you was listening to the conversation.

"I'm serious...When I do go everything will be going to you Including the silver. Make sure you hide that from your auntie Gina." She grumbled looking over at Gina who was eyeing up some of the gifts at the table. She was always sly about it but things magically disappeared whenever she was around. 

"What about mum?"

"What about her? She gets nothing." You sighed before looking back out of the window. Your grandmother had practically raised you in that old house while your mother did nothing but party and not come home until 4 am only to sleep until 4 pm and start all over again. 

"What about my brother-" You stopped yourself from speaking when you caught a glimpse of someone in the distance. It looked like Jimin. 

"He gets to have Grandpas stuff, he always loved to look at it." You nodded as you continued to look over at the couple walking around together. Arms linked and ice cream in their hands. It couldn't have been Jimin. 

Could it? 

"I'm going to get some air," You whispered as you excused yourself from the restaurant and headed out of the door. Keeping your head down just in case it was Jimin. 

"What are we doing?" Seojun asked as he finished off the slice of cake he was chewing. The family had been feeding him mass amounts of food since he had been standing by the door for most of the duration of the party.

"Going to see if that's Jimin," You whispered looking up at him as you pointed over near a shop. It was like his whole demeanour changed as he stared over in the direction you had pointed in. 

"Seojun?" You questioned when you noticed how weird he seemed to be.

"It's not him." He mumbled,

"You barely even looked."

"It's not him." He told you again as he tried to usher you back to the restaurant but you got out of his grasp.

"I'll go over there myself and see-" You didn't need to go over yourself, the girl began laughing loudly and you turned to look. Jimin was standing there, the small tattoo on his left wrist a giveaway that it was him. The date of your anniversary was tattooed there. 

"Y/n! We have more cake!" Your grandmother yelled from the door but you felt too sick to move. Everything was still going over in your head. Did you confront him now or later?

"You should do this later Miss Y/l/n, you don't want to ruin the party," Seojun whispered as he began to pull you into the house. Frantically texting Jimin to alert him that you had seen him out with another woman. The other woman he had been hiding from you.

When Jimin walked through the door that night he expected you to be asleep. That maybe you had calmed down from everything you had seen earlier but he couldn't have been more wrong. You were sitting and waiting for him surrounded by cups of coffee. It was clear you had decided to wait up for a long time for him.

"Where have you been? And don't lie to me because I asked the boys." He swallowed the lump in his throat. Maybe there was a chance that he could get away with all of this.

"I was out with a friend,"

"A girl?" You questioned. Not angry that he was with someone else but angry that he felt the need to lie to you about it.

"Yes. She's just a friend." You got up and walked over to the cupboard. Pulling out an overnight bag and throwing it down onto the floor. If she was a friend then why did he have clothes packed up in a bag, looking as though he was planning to leave you?

"A friend you sleepover with at an undisclosed location?" You pulled the bag to show him everything that you had found inside of the bag. 

"Y/n, it's not what it looks like." He stuttered out as you began to show him everything that was in the bag.

"So you just have spare underwear and clothes packed up for nothing?"

"It's not what you think it is, she's just a friend." He assured you trying to reach out to touch you but you backed away from him.

"If lies keep spewing from those lips then I am walking out of that door." You said coldly before kicking the bag towards him. Jimin sighed looking down at the bag and then up at you. It was time for him to come clean with you but there was no way you were going to believe him unless he showed you.

"Let me prove it...Let me show you where I've been doing, what I've been doing." You looked at him before nodding.

A quiet and agonizingly slow car ride later and you were standing at the house. The house you had grown up in. 

"What are we doing here?" You questioned looking over at the house and then to Jimin who got out. The house was still falling apart except now there seemed to be a giant skip outside with rubbish inside of it.

"Follow me." He whispered not wanting to wake anyone else up on the street. It was almost 3 in the morning no one wanted to be woken up.

Following after him, you frowned as he walked into the house. Although the outside of the house was still falling apart the inside was all-new. The exposed walls were patched up, fresh paint all over the walls. Furniture in the place it had been in when you were younger. New flooring was put down to replace the burnt patches that had been left by squatters.

"I've been doing this...I wanted it to be a surprise for you but you saw me so I had to show you." He told you as he walked further into the house showing that everything was as you remembered it to be. A fireplace was put in place where your Grandmother used to sit and read you bedtime stories. 

"I got everything from old images you'd shown me. Your brother gave me old photo albums so I could match everything." You were tearing up as you walked around the house. Everything looked to be exactly the same as your childhood home.

"The second floor isn't finished yet, Sooyoung and I were going to get started on it." The name of the girl he had been with, you turned to look at him.

"Sooyoung?"

"The girl you saw me with. She's Seojun's sister, she's a decorator." Your mouth formed an 'O' as you looked around at everything. Seojun had told you about his sister almost a million times but you'd never seen her before.

"Jimin this is perfect,"

"I wanted you to have everything you wanted...I know how much this place meant to you." Saying nothing you walked into his arms and hugged him tightly, kissing his chest. You couldn't believe you let your head run to the fact that he would cheat on you. Jimin would never hurt you and you knew that.

"I'm sorry I called you a liar."

"I'm sorry I hid it from you...I wanted it to be a surprise." He laughed weakly as he rubbed his hand up and down your back. Kissing the top of your head softly,

"I trust you Jimin. I really do...I was just scared. You'd been so busy and then mum said you could have whoever you wanted." He knew your mum would have something to do with the way you reacted so he shook his head. Promising you that everything was okay.

"I only want you." He whispered leaning down to kiss your lips softly. The start of the rest of your lives was going to happen in a house you had always dreamed of owning.

"This is our place?"

"It will be when we finish on the top floor. We have to way for a contractor to come out for that though." You smiled at him, kissing him once again. You were never going to get tired of kissing his perfect lips.

"Thank you Jimin, this is...This is the best surprise you could have ever given to me," He smiled down at you before bringing you into a real kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you deeper as you jumped up into his arms.

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4 Lords Raise Rose AU Ideas

Not a single person asked for this, but that other post where I talk about the 4 lords adopting Rose but still technically being terrible people got way more popular than I expected it to, so, with about 6 shots of tequila in my system and a terrible urge to spit my thoughts out for all the internet to see and judge, I’ve decided to make a follow up post. Here’s how I think the 4 lords would take care of Rose in the event they rebelled against Mother Miranda and decided to raise Rose as their own instead, but like under the cut after a little bit cuz i accidentally went way too fucking hard with this and I don’t want ppl to get mad at me for making them scroll for an hour to get past this post:

First and foremost, I think they’d do it in stages, and what I mean by this is that Rose would essentially be given to a specific Lord for some period of her life, like a couple years, and then when she was deemed old or strong or annoying enough, she’d be moved to a different lord for some period of time and so on and so forth. They would do this because a) they all live in different areas and have shit to do so it’s easier to have Rose live with one lord at a time and then the other lords can just go visit her there from time to time, rather than try to work out a weekly custody schedule which we all know Alcina and Karl would NEVER be able to agree on so let’s not even bother, and b) because each lord would have either some skill or set of knowledge that would make them the best for caring for Rose at that specific point in her life. This way, all the lords have a (somewhat) equal chance to be a part of Rose’s life and teach her something while she’s with them. So with all that in mind now, let’s get down to who would have Rose and at what point in her life.

1. Starting off with infant Rose, I think she’d end up with the Dimitrescu’s for the first few years of her life, and the reason why I think this is because... well, Alcina IS already a mother to 3 girls, and while we don’t know a terrible amount about Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela’s “upbringing” under Alcina, we can gleam and theorize from her notes that, despite their fully grown bodies, the girls could very well have started out with the mental and physical capabilities of infants, and thus needed to be cared for and brought up in a similar manner as infants or children until they reached a certain point where they could officially be considered adults in mentality and ability, not just in physical appearance. So with this in mind, it’s entirely possible that Alcina could have at least some vague idea of how to care for an infant child through her experiences with the bug sisters; perhaps there’s some gaps in her knowledge, but if nothing else I imagine Alcina would be an infant Rose’s best shot at surviving infancy if only because the other 3 are so incompetent on how to care for a baby that Alcina looks like an expert in comparison. Not to mention that, of the possible locations for an infant to be raised, I do genuinely think that castle Dimitrescu would be the safest place for Rose to be kept during this vulnerable part of her life. Not only that but if Alcina has actually come to care for Rose as though she were one of her own daughters, then she would absolutely spoil Rose rotten with all the nicest clothes and fanciest toys, things that a small infant wouldnt be able to appreciate but would show that she’s loved and cared for nonetheless, and don’t even get me started on the bug sisters, I could see them fawning over Rose for hours on end, playing with her, singing to her, telling her stories of all the man-things they’ve gotten to play with today, and so much more. Overall, Rose would just be the most spoiled and pampered little baby with the Dimitrescus and there’s no changing my mind about this. The only thing I’m struggling to wrap my head around is how they’d feed her, since I doubt a small infant would take very well to blood wine and human flesh. I suppose it wouldn’t be terribly outrageous for them to hire a wet nurse/nanny to care for Rose during the day while the other Dimitrescus go about their daily duties, and when Rose is finally old enough to be introduced to solid food (I.e. fried human flesh cubes) they could do what they always do and turn the nurse into wine too, I guess. It’s not a solid idea but it’s more plausible than anything else I thought of so it’ll work!

2. After spending about 3 years with the Dimitrescus, Rose would then be moved to the Beneviento house. Now, If u don’t know anything about 3 year olds, then you’re probably ignorant to the fact that they are some of the craftiest, sneakiest, and most coniving groups of people to exist on this planet. 3 year olds are masters at getting into and touching just about anything and everything u don’t want them to touch, and worst of all, u won’t realize what they’re doing until they’ve already done it and left a huge mess behind, so while the Dimitrescus love and adore Rose dearly, they know it’s sadly time to hand her over when they find her sitting on top of a pile of dead bodies playing with a metal scythe in the dungeons. Once Rose is dropped off at the Beneviento house, I imagine Donna is her usual stoic self the first few weeks Rose is with her. She’s not cold or distant necessarily, in fact she’s quite happy that it’s finally her turn with precious baby Rose, but Donna isn’t exactly known for being outwardly expressive herself (and even Angie isn’t being quite as forward as she normally is), so things are quiet and peaceful for the first little while that Rose is under her care. It’s not until Rose takes an interest in her doll Angie, and more importantly the things that Donna can do with Angie, that things really start getting fun. By the end of Rose’s first month in the Beneviento house she and Donna are the best of friends and often spend their days either playing dress up and make pretend with Donna’s extensive doll collection, or playing elaborate games of cat and mouse, where Donna will set up lots of puzzles throughout the house for Rose to find and solve (I.e. rose has to match her dress to the doll with the same one as her to find a map telling her which kitchen cabinet Donna hid the chocolate in, or something like that), but be careful little Rose, Angie has been trying to get her hands on that chocolate all day, and if u take too long, she’ll find the map first and eat all the chocolate without saving you a single piece. Just silly little puzzles with enough at stake to engage the mind of a curious 3 year old, but never enough to put rose in any actual danger. Donna is nothing if not a watchful caretaker, so she makes sure she has sight of Rose at all times, occasionally giving her a hint if she’s struggling, and perhaps occasionally making things harder if that day’s puzzle is proving too easy for her. Overall, Rose’s time with Donna, while not as grand and luxurious as the Dimitrescus, was still a fun and enriching experience for the young girl, and there’s nobody in this world who thinks that Donna’s scar is cool more than Rose.

3. After another 3 years with Donna, Rose is now 6 years old and officially far too good at puzzle solving for Donna to keep up with. No matter what she tries or how hard she makes it, Rose just keeps blazing through the puzzles at an almost alarming rate, making it clear that Rose is desperately in need of not only a change in scenery, but also a change in education, and this is where Salvatore finally comes in. After leaving the Beneviento house, I think the next logical place for Rose to stay would be with Salvatore, who, with lore hinting at him perhaps being a scholarly man of some kind, would basically act as her elementary school teacher throughout the duration of her stay. Now, to be fair, Rose could have gone to Heisenburg’s factory, but Heisenberg outright refused to take her and the other 3 lords decide that the factory is simply too dangerous for Rose rn, who thus far hasn’t shown any signs of being anything other than a normal human girl with no noticeable abilities (save for a smart mouth and a terrifying habit of popping up when least expected, a habit she mostly uses to mess with Heisenberg, much to his disdain and Lady Dimitrescu’s delight), so it is to the mutant fish man’s unimaginable delight that he is unanimously voted Roses next caretaker, and the one responsible for her basic education. Despite his initial excitement however, when Rose is finally dropped off at the windmills by Donna, Salvatore realizes that he’s not 100% sure what to do with Rose now that he has her. He’d like to get started on her education right away but at the same time he’s so fearful of Rose hating him because of his disgusting appearance that he kind of just... avoids her entirely at first. He’s never far away from the little girl and is always ready to jump to her rescue should she need it, but other than that Salvatore seldom allows himself to be seen for the first month that Rose is with him, the only sign of him still being around being the platefuls of food that mysteriously appear in Rose’s room 3 times a day, as well as the occasional shiny trinket Salvatore found and thought Rose would like. At first, rose doesn’t seem to mind being left entirely to her own devices, but after every stone, log, and rotting fish corpse within 5 miles of the lake has been turned over and thoroughly examined, Rose decides she’s had quite enough of her Uncle Sal ignoring her, prompting the headstrong little girl to go looking for him herself. She finds Salvatore hiding underneath a patch of floating algae not far away from where she was playing and all but demands that the mutant man come out of the water and give her something to do or she’d tell Mother on him. Salvatore, shocked by the small child’s fearlessly blunt request, hesitates, not wanting to frighten Rose, but ultimately relents, crawling out of the water and timidly suggesting that he teach her how to read and write. Rose quickly agrees, seeming totally unbothered by Salvatore’s grotesque appearance, and the two quickly move to the schoolroom that had been set up specifically for Rose, where Salvatore spends hours upon hours a day teaching Rose everything he knows, filling the little girl’s head up first with the basics, letters and words, then numbers and simple equations, followed later by historical dates and time periods, algebraic formulas, and classic literature analysis, then biology, chemistry, physics, astrology, calculus, ecology, and so much more. Basically, anything there is to know, Salvatore knows at least something about it and he’ll make sure that Rose knows about it too. In the 3 years Rose spends with Salvatore she goes from already sharp as a whip, to being smarter than most adults even, and Salvatore takes immense pride in how intelligent and knowledgable Rose becomes thanks to his surprisingly effective teaching style. Overall, as a caretaker, Salvatore is pretty weird and doubts himself a lot, but Rose thinks he’s funny and loves learning from him so they get along very well and she loves him very dearly! He probs teaches her to swim and fish too.

4. So another 3 years come and go with incredible speed, and its with great sadness on Salvatore’s part that Heisenberg finally comes banging on the fish man’s door, all but demanding that he now be given his turn with Rose. Now, personally, I can see several different arguments being raised by the other 3 lords over why its a terrible idea to let a 9 year old anywhere near Heisenberg, much less be given into his care fully. After about 9 years of seeing his siblings paling around with the constantly growing child, and looking like theyre having the time of their lives all the while, however, Karl decides that perhaps there’s more to this little girl than he originally thought, and, with his interest now piqued (or at the very least looking forward to pissing the other 3 off for entertainment purposes), that its only fair that he be given a turn with her now too, seeing as how he’s the only one who hasn’t been given the chance to be her caretaker yet. This naturally does NOT go over well with the other 3 lords. Alcina all but threatens to kill Karl should he step so much as within 10 ft of Rose, while Donna pipes up and demands to know what his sudden interest in Rose is. Even Salvatore, who is quick to flinch away from direct conflict, goes as far as to harshly point out the plethora of times Karl had outright denied their previous attempts to get him to engage with Rose, so why on earth would they hand her over to him now when he’s previously shown to have absolutely no interest in her? After a long spout of yelling between the 4 siblings, an agreement is reached, wherein Rose herself will be given the chance to decide whether she wants to go with Heisenberg, or whether she’ll return to one of the other 3 lords for the time being. It is to Alcina, Donna, and Salvatore’s absolute horror however, that Rose enthusiastically agrees to go with her Uncle Karl to live in his factory, and with the deal already set, the other lords can do nothing to stop her from going. The trip to drop off Rose at heisenberg’s factory is a long and arduous one, especially for Salvatore, who sobs the whole way there about Rose forgetting about him despite the young girl’s insistence that she’d visit. The first thing Karl does after officially having Rose handed over to him, is give her an extensive list of all the places in the factory in which she is under no circumstances permitted to enter without his permission (which basically only leaves the control room and the old storage closet that acts as her bedroom as viable places for Rose to go and explore). The second thing Karl does is dump her in her new storage closet bedroom and then hightail it for his workshop to work on whatever sick and twisted amalgamation he’s got cooked up this time around. At first, Rose isn’t terribly bothered by this, since she’s used to having something of an “adjustment period” when she’s with a new caretaker, but unfortunately for her, this adjustment period lasts a hell of a lot longer than the others did, and by the time 3 months of almost no meaningful contact with Karl, Rose decides to take matters into her own hands and ascends into the depths of the factory despite the express orders not to do so. Now, going back to the idea that the 4 lords are still pretty terrible people, I doubt Rose has been kept ignorant to the less savory aspects of her caretaker’s lives, and tbh she probably doesn’t think anything of the fact that the Dimitrescus makes wine out of the blood of virgin women or that Salvatore still does cadou experiments (and had her help on occasion), but I imagine even Rose would find the projects Karl works on to be at least a little

4, cont. gruesome and horrifying in nature, especially since Heisenberg is the one she knows the least about. However, instead of turning Rose away from Heisenberg, these terrifying metal creatures she sees locked up only spark her already insatiable curiosity, and by the time she finally tracks Karl down, Rose is all but trembling to learn more about this horrifyingly fascinating metal world. Unfortunately, Karl is not nearly as happy to see Rose as Rose is to see him, and the engineer all but grabs Rose by the scruff of her neck and drags her back up to the control room, yelling and screaming at her all the while about how she was explicitly instructed not to enter these parts of the factory without his permission. Needless to say that Rose does not enjoy this treatment and immediately lashes out, half out of anger and half out of confusion as to why Karl was treating her like this. He was the one who wanted her here in the first place, so why the hell was he just ignoring her now? It didn’t make any sense and it was starting to piss Rose off, so naturally the only thing left for her to do in order to solve this complicated situation would be to continue to disobey Karl until he either gave up and sent her back to one of the other lords, or finally payed some damn attention to her for once. So that’s exactly what she did. Every single day Rose left her room (which Karl kept telling himself he needed to put a lock on, but never did cuz he’s an idiot) and descended down into the depths of the factory looking for something ogle at or tinker with, and every single day Karl would track her down wherever she’d managed to get to and throw her back upstairs threatening to feed her to the lycans if she did it again. This incredibly frustrating cycle continued on for the better part of the next month or so, finally coming to a head when Rose managed to wander into the part of the factory where the... less than successful experiments got put whenever Karl doesn’t have any further use for them but is feeling too lazy to kill them off himself. Long story short, Rose runs into a Sturm that chases her around the factory, causing all manner of mayhem and destruction, and would have torn her to ribbons had it not been for Karl, who jumped in at the last second and was able to fend the damn thing off long enough for Rose to get the ever living fuck out and back up to the control room where it’s safe. There’s a lot of loud noises and explosions coming from deep within the factory that last for what feels like an eternity, but Rose doesn’t dare venture out again until everything has gone eerily quiet and a deep sense of worry has settled in the pit of her stomach over what had become of her latest caretaker. Turns out the Sturm had recognized its creator and, after watching its initial prey escape because of said creator, quickly decided that it fucking hated Karl with every fiber of its being and wanted him dead if it was the last thing it’s propellers did. Now, we all know that Karl is a big strong boy who’s more than capable of handling his own creations and taking down strong enemies, but the Sturm is a creation that even he struggles to control on good days and today is decidedly not a good day so not only does Karl not have the slightest bit of control over the death machine trying to kill him, but its also a lot stronger than Karl initially thought and apparently not picky about the method which causes Karl’s death, which is evidenced by the nearly dead Sturm ramming itself into a power generator as a final act of defiance and nearly blowing up the whole factory and everybody inside. Heisenberg is able to contain the explosion somehow but not without considerable damage to himself first. Rose is, naturally, quite horrified to find Karl passed out in the elevator that had taken him up from the lower levels of the factory where the explosion was, skin burnt nearly to a crisp in certain areas and blood pooling from just about every part of him, and immediately heads over to try and help her injured caretaker.

4, cont. again cuz I physically can’t stop myself. Now, I imagine that any normal 9 year old probably wouldnt be able to handle this sort of situation in any meaningful way, but i think we can all agree that Rose is the furthest thing from normal (especially considering who raised her) and has probably seen enough blood and gore to not be terribly freaked out by it, but this is where things get a little speculative because we don’t know what Rose’s powers are exactly but we do know from the final cutscene that she does have them, perhaps even a plethora of abilities, and I like to think that some of those powers are related to Ethan’s superhuman healing capabilities, but unlike Ethan however, who from what we’ve seen could only heal himself, Rose can actually heal other people (tho this isn’t something she’s aware of at this point in time). The second the elevator door opens to reveal, what looks to be, a half-dead Karl slumped over in the corner, Rose panics and runs to him, doing everything she can think of save for maybe grabbing him by the collar or slapping him across the face, to try and get Karl to wake up, except nothing works, he wont wake up no matter how hard Rose tries and i imagine this must be incredibly distressing for Rose who never intended for something like this to happen or for her caretaker to die because he had to protect her even tho he told her not to go down there because its dangerous and anything down there WOULD kill her if given the opportunity. Anyways Rose is now full on sobbing on top of Karl like only a 9 year old who just discovered that her actions have consequences can, but unbeknownst to her (and technically Karl cuz he’s a little busy bleeding out all over the floor) Karl’s wounds are slowly beginning to close, the burns on his face and hands shift from a bright red to a dark brown before crusting over and flaking off, and even his breathing, which had been labored and inconsistent at first, began to level out slightly. Karl woke up not long after that and was surprised to find that a) he was still alive, which was cool, b) he was injured but not in indescribable pain, also cool, and c) there was a literal sobbing child all but sitting on top of him, which is definitely not something Karl was expecting but he supposed he’s been met with worse things upon waking up after almost dying so why question it. After taking a moment to gather their bearings, the two return to the safer parts of the factory to rest and recover and for the most part this little incident of their’s goes largely unspoken, with Rose not exactly in the mood to talk about how her disobedience nearly got herself and Karl killed, and Karl being too fucking tired to go after her about it, especially since she seems to have learned her lesson. The only downside to this whole thing is that now Karl has a busted up fuckin leg thats gonna take an eternity to heal even for him, and with so much work to still do he’s more or less forced to drag Rose around the factory and use her like the annoying assistant he never wanted (except he did want her, thats how this whole fucking mess started, you lug), except that Rose, who is more than used to playing lab assistant from her time with Salvatore, quickly proves to be a rather capable and handy person to have around, if only because she knows the difference between a philips and a flathead screwdriver even better than he does. An amicable, if still slightly awkward peace settles over Heisenberg’s factory once Karl starts actively engaging with Rose and giving her something to do on a daily basis, even if its just standing around watching him work and occasionally having her questions about what he’s doing answered. It doesn’t take very long after that for Karl to begin realizing that perhaps throwing a huge tantrum to get Rose to come here only to ditch her upstairs by herself for 3 months might not have been the smartest (or most considerate) thing he’s ever done, and even goes as far as to (kinda) apologize to Rose for being such a dick to her since she arrived.

4, last one i swear. Rose forgives him, though not before adding that she already knew he was an asshole from Alcina, which earns her a halfhearted swipe from Karl that Rose easily dodges with a childish giggle. From that point on their relationship improves astronomically as Karl finally gives in and teaches Rose about about engineering and everything else that goes into making the metal horrors that he’s known for. Karl is shocked at how quickly Rose picks up on the trade, getting to the point where Karl wonders if he should start giving Rose her own projects to work on, but quickly rolls his eyes and groans when he remember that Salvatore was the one responsible for her education up until this point, the mere thought of having to give compliments to that “moronic freak” for giving Rose such a good educational foundation makes him want to vomit despite how secretly impressed he is. Overall, Rose’s time with Heisenberg starts out shaky, very shaky even, but after a bit of disaster and some swallowing of the pride on Karl’s part, they end up growing quite close and have a nice fun Uncle and martass Neice dynamic. They make a good team and Karl does genuinely enjoy having a little assistant around to help him with his projects, even if Rose can sound a bit too much like Alcina on some days for his liking.

5. 3 more years come and go and now Rose is a strong and healthy 12 years old, perhaps riddled with a few more scars and smearings of ash and motor oil across her skin than when she first arrived but still strong and capable nonetheless. Going back to that first statement however, this of course means that it’s time for the other 3 lords to come banging on Karl’s door for a change, all but demanding that Rose be handed back over to them. Karl of course refuses, telling them all to fuck off and that Rose didn’t want a leave the factory, so upon realization that all 4 lords were gathered here with the intention of taking Rose back to live with them indefinitely, a fight immediately breaks out between the 4 siblings, as each one makes their case as to why Rose should be returned to them and not the other 3, which of course none of the 4 lords can come to an agreement about because they ALL want Rose to stay with them. So after another long and pointlessly arduous argument, Alcina finally breaks, proclaiming that they’d be here for all eternity of they didn’t make a decision now, and that, like the first time the 4 siblings argued over whether Rose should go with Heisenberg or return to one of the previous lords, Rose would be the one to decide which of her four caretakers she would return to. The agreement is made reluctantly, mostly on the part of Salvatore, Donna, and Heisenberg, but there was seemingly no other way for them to come to a decision, so it would unfortunately have to be up to Rose to decide which of her 4 caretakers she wants to stay with permanently. Rose is quickly brought before the 4 lords and explained the situation, before being given some time to herself to think and make her final decision. A tense and uneasy silence falls over the 4 lords as they wait for the little girl, who they had shown an uncharacteristic amount of mercy and time and devotion and love in the 12 years since Mother Miranda had brought her to the village with the intention of using her to revive an already lost and long-gone baby that she never would have gotten back no matter how hard she tried. Although they refused to admit it to one another, the lords all secretly knew that Rose had wormed her way into each of their cold, dead hearts, reviving an aspect of their humanity that they’d all thought had been lost ages ago. Rose came to the village bringing with her a wave of death and destruction, and yet throughout her childhood she has brought them nothing but light and life, illuminating their previously dark and desolate existences. The 4 lords loved their Rose very dearly and desperately wanted her to be happy, yet each of them possesses a dark and selfish desire to have Rose pick them over the other 3, to come and live with them forever and fill the hole deep inside them that they never knew needed filling. After a short while, Rose comes back out and stands before her 4 beloved caretakers, looking around nervously as she picks at her fingernails. The silence is thick and heavy as the 4 lords stare at the young girl, waiting with bated breaths for her to give her final verdict. Rose continues to say nothing as tears begin to flow from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks in thick streams as the girl begins to sob, dropping her head and clenching her dress. The 4 lords look between one another in confusion, unsure of what to do with this sudden burst of tears. Rose tearfully admits that she can’t and doesn’t want to choose which of the 4 lords she wants to live with permanently because she loves them all very much and wants to be able to see and live with all of them, like they’ve done thus far. Although the lords detest the idea of having to share Rose with anyone, they reluctantly come to an agreement for the girl’s sake, deciding that they would continue with the arrangement they’ve had thus far, only that Rose would switch between caretakers every 3 months instead of every 3 years, giving rose plenty of opportunities to see each of her caretakers just like she wanted. From then on, Rose continues to live her life

5, cont. growing up and learning more and more from each of her beloved caretakers. Although Rose would likely never know what a normal life looks like, living with 4 criminally insane monsters in the remote mountain village in Romania, it would be impossible to say that she wouldn’t have a happy life despite that. Perhaps its because the girl simply doesn’t know any better, so she doesn’t have the ability to see just how messed up her life and her 4 caretakers really are, but i imagine that Rose probably wouldn’t care very much to learn even if she had the opportunity. She’s a happy little girl living a strange but enjoyable life with the only family she’ll ever need. What more could she possibly ask for?

6. As for how Mother Miranda would play into this whole scenario I’ve just drunkenly spat out, im honestly not 100% sure. Ive seen some people suggesting that MM just kinda chills and lets the lords do what they want with Rose, but tbh I honestly don’t see that happening in this universe. MM would still have been just as crazy and driven to get Eva back as she was in canon, so i doubt she’d willingly standby and let her “false children” take away her one shot of getting her real child back simply because they didn’t want to hurt her, i just don’t personally see that happening. The two most likely scenarios i can come up with is that the Lords either banded together and look Miranda on together, their combined forces being enough to take her down and kill her, OR, Ethan is the one to take down MM like he did in canon but he passes out before he can get to rose, giving the lords (who he hadn’t ended up killing but just escaping from i guess) the opportunity to slide in, grab rose, and hightail it out of there, leaving Ethan’s body to be retrieved by Chris, who, due to not seeing or hearing Rose anywhere, believes that Rose must have been accidentally killed along with MM, which he later tells to Ethan and Mia. Regardless of how MM gets taken out of the picture (or if she’s given room to potentially come back later), the 4 lords retreat with Rose and begin the whole cycle I explained up above, but i did want to briefly address how I saw MM fitting into all of this since she is a vital part of the original story and the biggest obstacle to the lords having anything to do with Rose.

Anyways, that was so much longer than I intended it to be but I had so much fun with it just because it gave me the opportunity to spit some fun ideas and potential plot points out about this cool AU that I like and hope someone does SOMETHING with, please god someone do it, I’d do it myself but i have enough projects at the moment unfortunately. If you managed to make it all the way to the bottom, thank you for reading all of that, I appreciate it, and I hope you enjoyed at least some parts of this, and maybe even agree with some of the things I said. Feel free to leave your own ideas in the comments, I’d love to read them and hopefully if enough people like this maybe i will actually do something with it. Who knows? I certainly dont. Anyways thank you for reading all this, i hope you have a great day, and maybe ill see you around in another post. Bye!!! <3