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new chapter out as promised 🥹🥹

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i’ve been writing for 5 hours straight 😵‍💫😵‍💫

going back to my normal uploading schedule this week! new chapter on thursday 🩷

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CHAPTER 88 IS OUT!!! did i say i was fixing my upload schedule? yes. did i then ghost you all for a week?… FORGIVE ME I JUST MOVED IN WITH MY DAD FULL TIME.

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update from my main ❤️‍🩹

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new chapter out 🥹

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This is a picture for those who think being a writer is easy: WE FEELING STRESSED ALL THE TIME!!!!!

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i love how the moment i come back from my break i immediately enter an autistic burnout episode mixed with a depressive episode 😭 I SWEAR I AM TRYING TO WRITE

thank you for your patience 💘

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HI MY LOVES! i’ve started my uploading again ! i forgot to post on here that i uploaded chapter 81, but NOW chapter 82 is up !!

i’m so happy to be uploading again 🥹 i love you all. thank you for all the support 🩷

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hmmmm… what could i be writing about….

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12 days without a new chapter… how are you guys holding up?

hi! it’s me again, here’s your update.

my break has been amazingggg!!!! i have 6 chapters in my drafts but will most likely wait until i have 10 to upload again. or… maybe i’ll just start uploading again when we reach 12k reads ! (hehe)

my personal life has been a little crazy the past few months, but i have started to get my life together (FINALLY) this month. i’ve set myself a bunch of goals and am so so ready to to productive !!

ive basically just been having a full factory reset, and it’s been improving my mental health and mood so much.

because i feel bad for being so MIA… here’s a little secret i’ve been keeping from you…

throughout all my writing, i’ve been scrapping some chapters. just chapters i’ve gotten halfway through and hated, and chapters i haven’t felt were good enough to publish. once TOTT is officially done (before i start penny’s prequel), i plan to release some of these unreleased chapters!!!!!!!

oh yeah, here’s one for you…

SCRAPPED CHAPTER 16

author’s note: i didn’t publish this chapter because i felt it wasn’t EVEN CLOSE to being ‘offical chapter material’. i gave up on it halfway through because i just didn’t have motivation to finish it.

march 26th 1983

NIKKI

the gravel crunched under the tires as i eased the car into park, the sound blending with the rustle of leaves in the idaho breeze. i glanced at penny, who was staring out the windscreen at the familiar house i’d spent so much of my childhood in.

“you look perfect,” i said, reaching over to her fidgeting hands. my thumb brushed against her skin, and i could feel the tension humming beneath her calm exterior.

she turned to me, her lips twitching in a half-smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“they love you,” i said, my voice firm. “nona told me to marry you after meeting you twice. you're her favourite. i’m just the guy you happened to drag along.”

her laugh was soft, like she didn’t entirely believe me, but it was a start. i gave her hand a reassuring squeeze before stepping out of the car. the cool air hit me as i moved to open her door, offering her my hand as she stepped out.

the front door swung open before we’d even made it halfway up the steps. nona appeared in the doorway, small but fierce, her presence filling the porch as she squinted out at us.

“nikki!” she called, her voice carrying over the yard with a familiar warmth that hit me square in the chest. her arms opened wide as she hurried toward us, moving faster than i’d thought she could.

i braced myself as she reached me, pulling me into a hug that squeezed the breath right out of my lungs. “my boy,” she said, her voice muffled against my jacket. “you’re too skinny again. don’t they feed you in that big city of yours?”

“hi, nona,” i mumbled, patting her back awkwardly as she refused to let go right away. when she finally did, she stepped back, her sharp eyes raking over me like she was searching for signs of trouble.

then her gaze shifted to penny, and her whole face lit up. i stepped aside, sliding my arm protectively around penny’s waist.

“you remember penny,” i said, grinning despite myself.

nona’s expression softened even more, if that was possible. “of course i do!” she exclaimed, moving toward penny with open arms. “how could i forget this beautiful girl? you’re even prettier than i remembered.”

penny barely had time to react before nona had her wrapped in a hug just as fierce as mine had been. over her shoulder, i spotted tom stepping out onto the porch, his usual calm and steady presence grounding the moment.

“hey, tom,” i called, lifting a hand in greeting.

tom nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “been too long, kid.”

“yeah,” i said, the word coming out quieter than i’d expected. being here again, with penny at my side, felt like something i hadn’t known i needed. it felt like home.

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the warm, inviting smell of roasted chicken and fresh bread filled the dining room as we settled around the old oak table. nona had insisted penny sit next to her, leaving me to sit across from them, with tom at the head of the table. penny’s golden laugh chimed through the room as she leaned toward nona, soaking up every word of the stories being told.

“and then tom,” nona said, shaking her head with a fond smile, “he got stuck in the fence trying to chase after the dog. we were late to the picnic, and everyone saw him walking in covered in mud!”

tom chuckled, shaking his head. “i still don’t know why you married me after that.”

“because i love you, you old fool,” nona shot back, rolling her eyes in mock exasperation.

penny’s hand pressed to her chest as she laughed. “i would have paid good money to see that!”

“you would've fit right in,” tom said with a smile. “troublemakers seem to run in nikki's circle.”

“she’s the least trouble i’ve ever had,” i said without thinking, glancing at penny. her eyes sparkled, and her cheeks flushed just enough to make me want to kiss her right then and there.

“that’s a first,” nona said with a wry smile, pointing her fork at me. “don’t let him fool you, penny. he’s always been the mischievous one.”

“was he a good kid though, right?” penny asked, her voice sweet and curious.

nona’s lips twitched as she fought back a smile. “good? eh... he kept us on our toes, that’s for sure. but he had a good heart, even when he was making a mess of things. and he loved the farm animals.”

the conversation flowed like that—easy and warm, the kind of atmosphere that had always made this house feel safe to me. penny fit into it so seamlessly, like she’d been born to sit at this table.

halfway through the meal, when the chicken had been picked over and tom had poured the second round of wine, penny glanced at me. her hand brushed against mine under the table—a silent signal. i nodded.

“so,” i began, setting my fork down and clearing my throat. “there’s actually something we wanted to tell you both.”

tom paused mid-sip of his wine, his sharp eyes darting between us. “oh?”

penny leaned forward, her voice bright but steady. “we, uh… we eloped.”

the room went silent for half a beat. nona’s eyes widened, and tom set his glass down slowly, his brows rising.

“you what?” nona finally said, her voice higher than usual.

“we eloped,” i said, my words coming out faster now. “it wasn’t planned—we just wanted to be married, and everything else felt… like too much.”

for a moment, i couldn’t tell if they were going to be mad or not. nona’s mouth opened and closed like she was searching for the right words.

“you eloped,” tom said, his tone measured. he looked at penny, then at me. “and you didn’t think to call us?”

penny’s face turned apologetic, and she shook her head. “we didn’t want to bother anyone. it was really last minute.”

nona’s lips pressed into a thin line, and for a second, i thought we were in trouble. then she set her utensils down and sighed heavily, her expression softening.

“well,” she said, leaning back, “i guess it’s fitting. you’ve always done things your own way, nikki.”

tom chuckled. “sure have. can’t say i’m surprised.”

“i just… i wish we could have been there,” nona said, her voice quieter now.

penny reached out, resting a hand on nona’s. “i’m so sorry. it wasn’t about leaving anyone out. it was just... it felt right in the moment. but we’re here now, and i hope that counts for something.”

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hi ! i am on day 2 of being on a publishing break, and i already have 3 chapters in my drafts !!!

i find that there are some days (WHICH WE ALL HAVE) where i just don’t feel like writing, so! this whole break is a little mental health thing for me, so i have chapters already stacked up for those days im drained.

IN THE MEAN TIME… i have a new oneshots blog ! it will probably be mainly nsfw stuff, but im sureee you guys don’t mind 😋 ( @sixx-babycakes )

request anything you like on there (EVEN TOTT ONESHOTS) and i will happily write !!

i love you all 🩷

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˗ˋˏ WHERES MOMMY NOW? ˎˊ-

it’s 1990. you have been dating brandi brandt for the past few months, and everything is fucking perfect.

due to past relationships and experiences, you’d never really coined yourself as ‘one for relationships’, but brandi completely changed that. she is the absolute love of your life.

as far as the relationship in bed goes, you’re normally the dominant one. brandi’s just so fucking cute, so fucking adorable when she makes her little sounds, that you can’t help but get dominant.

but tonight, she’s made it very clear she wants to dominate you.

she’s gotten you naked on her bed, looming over you like a predator stalking its prey, her lightweight pale pink nightgown edged with white lace and a ribbon tied at the center of the neckline flowing softly with each movement from her.

she reached out with one of her soft hands and moves it along you collarbones, making you shiver slightly. “you’re gonna submit to me…” she murmurs seductively, but god, she so endearing.

you let out a little chuckle at her weak attempt of being dominant and she immediately pouts. she slaps her thighs dramatically once, her whole body slouching like a toddler throwing a tantrum.

“stop it! why aren’t you submitting… you promised i’d be in charge!” she whines with her pout like a snotty little princess. but she’s your princess.

you chuckle once move before raising your hands in mocking defence. you gently grab her hands and move them to your soft breasts, silently encouraging her to grope them. “i’m sorry, baby. here, touch my tits. just like that… good girl.”

she blushes a little at you calling her a ‘good girl’, the same way she always does. she carefully squeezes your breasts, softly toying with your nipples while she does, making a soft moan escape from your mouth. “is that okay, y/n?” she asks innocently—again, not really going with the whole ‘i wanna use you!’ thing she swore to you earlier.

you nod, just barely, closing your eyes as you soak up the feeling of her making your nipples harder than they already were, making your pussy wetter than it already was.

she looks down in between your legs as the bedsheet, seeing how your essence is dripping onto it. “baby! you’re so messy!” she giggles, removing her hands from your tits and shifting to sit in between your legs. “uh… i mean… yeah, good girl. so wet and stupid,” she fumbles, making you force back another chuckle.

she pushes your legs far apart as she settles in between them, softly stroking your inner thighs. she leans in and starts pressing kisses on both thighs, making you whimper as she slowly makes her way closer to your core.

get she gets to the best part, she delicately separates your folds, being careful not to scratch you with her perfectly manicured nails.

you move one of your hands to stroke her wrist, but she slaps it away. “no touching,” she says before diving right in, moving her tongue up and down your slit repeatedly, slurping up all of your essence.

you throw your head back, already seeing stars. god, for such a cute little thing it’s easy to forget how much of a devil she is in the sheets.

brandi’s tongue delves through your wet and soft folds, her fingers working hard to keep your folds separated in order to grant herself better access to all your most sensitive spots.

the combination of her fingers separating your folds and her tongue diving in and out and all around is driving you wild. her face melts into a smile—more like a smirk—against your sex, the slight movement adding to your mounting ecstasy.

for someone who is almost never submissive, it seems to be all your cable of doing right now. even if brandi is a whiney princess, she’s the one that’s just her lips sealed around her clit, sucking as hard as she can.

and with that, you cum. a lot.

pulls away and giggles and claps, but it’s kinda hard to tell if she’s clapping because she’s proud of herself for making you cum so quick or if she’s clapping to encourage you.

as you lay there panting, she moves her hands to the sides of your face and starts crawling up your body. she places a gently kiss on the tip of your nose; you can smell your juices on her breath. “where’s mommy now?” she mumbles cockily, because she knows mommy is no where to be seen.

“oh, just wait until tomorrow night, ms brandt.”

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NEW BLOG ALERT!

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ WELCOME TO MY BLOG ⊹ ֺ ִ꒱

other blogs = @pennymissworld + @toastofthetoastfic

hi ! my name is penny, and i write. this blog is for oneshots, moodboards, and nsfw things; it’s really just for me messing around, lol !

i write for various different people, but mostly people i have special interests over or hyperfixate over. these silly little side quests of mine won’t be anywhere near as professional as my wattpad fics; these are quite literally things i’ve made/written in under 30 minutes, nothing special. i’m also not used to writing in 2nd person pov. i’m a lesbian (SO PLEASE REQUEST WLW THINGS) but i will be writing for all my girlies who simp over men!

LINKS

more about me = LINK!

wattpad = LINK!

rules = LINK!

who i write for = LINK!

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GUYS REPORT THIS INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT

THEY SUPPOSEDLY STOLE MY MEME SOMEHOW FROM ONLY TUMBLR AND WILL NOT READ MY MESSAGES.

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CHAPTER 77 IS OUT….!!!

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TEASER……

november 30th 1988

NIKKI

we’ve only been engaged 15 days and we’ve already got half a wedding planned.

penny’s got this fucking wild energy about her—once she gets an idea in her head, it’s all-in, no brakes. that’s how she loves, how she lives. this time, it’s wedding invitations, dress fittings, seating charts, flower arrangements… all that shit we skipped the first time around when we ran off to vegas like a couple of idiots who thought love was enough. it was, for a while. but this time we’re doing it right. real. tangible. vows with meaning. rings that fit and aren’t candy.

it’s supposed to be exciting, but today it swallowed her whole.

the meltdown started around 2. the dress place called, said they lost her measurements, her favourite florist was already booked with someone else, doc was bitching about time off when we need to get back in the studio.

1 tiny thing after another until she exploded. and i mean exploded.

she was screaming, throwing shit across the room, sobbing so hard she couldn’t breathe, fists tangled in her own hair like she was trying to rip it out by the roots, telling me she was gonna kill people, telling me she couldn’t do this. i’ve seen her meltdown before—obviously—but this was a different kind of burn. like she was crumbling from the inside out.

it took an hour to bring her back. just sitting with her on the bathroom floor while she shook and clawed at her own skin. talking to her, even when she couldn’t talk back. letting her know i was here, that i wasn’t going anywhere.

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CHAPTER 76 OUT….!!!

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TEASER……..

november 15th 1988

NIKKI

i was sweating through my goddamn shirt.

the collar of my leather jacket felt too tight, the silver rings on my fingers too heavy, everything clinging to me like static. i must’ve checked my inside pocket a hundred times in the last 5 minutes—just to make sure it was still there. it was. it always was. the little velvet box i’d been carrying around like a secret.

my heart was beating so loud i was surprised the whole damn diner couldn’t hear it.

we were sitting at the same table we sat at on our first date, back on january 2nd 1982. same peeling red leather booths, same flickering neon sign buzzing above us, casting that cheap pink glow over everything. even the speaker in the corner was playing some old rolling stones track—one i swear was on the night i first fell in love with her, sometime after ‘spooky’ played.

and there she was. penny. sitting across from me with her knees tucked up and a bowl of fries in front of her, picking at them. some things never change, thank fuck for that. she’s currently sitting the exact same way; her knees tucked up and a bowl of fries in front of her, picking at them.

she’s laughing about something, one hand curled around a fry, the other flicking her hair out of her face. i can’t even focus on what she’s saying. i’m too busy staring, too busy drowning in the way she looks right now. like nothing’s changed. like everything’s changed.

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CHAPTER 74 IS OUT….!!!

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TEASER…..

may 29th 1988

NIKKI

penny turns 28 today, and we haven’t left the house in 31 days—not since vince’s wedding.

she’s calmer than she has been in weeks, still adjusting to her new meds but no longer clinging to my arm like she’s afraid the world might cave in around her. there’s no panic in her eyes, no restless energy thrumming under her skin, just a quiet sort of peace, and fuck, i’ve missed seeing her like this.

she wanted a quiet birthday, just the two of us, no parties, no guests, no bullshit. and i get it. after everything—rehab, the wedding, the suffocating weight of other people—being alone together feels like the only thing that makes sense.

she didn’t want some big, chaotic party or a bunch of people crowding the house, didn’t want to deal with noise or attention or the expectations that always seem to come with birthdays. she just wanted this—just me and her, no interruptions, no pretending, no pressure to be anything other than exactly what we are right now.