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Sweet baby AJ🥺🥺

Now we need the whole nines with little AJ 😂 the boob hurting, the finding out, the bump, Squishers finding out, the family finding out, changing his name, Kitten reacting to the name 😭 PLS IM BEGGING IM ON MY KNEES JUST FOR YOU 🧎🏻‍♀️

AJ was the first Drysdale baby that was a complete surprise…well, they weren’t explicitly trying for a baby. But Blade didn’t do anything to prevent it either. He loved the raw deal without the pressure of checking every month. Blade is basically his father you know.

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Anders Jefferson Drysdale

Summary: Blade gets his fifth

Pairings: Blade X Lo

Rating: 🥺🥺

Warnings: Squishers is older 😭😭, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.8K

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You drop the knife down on the counter, and turn and stare right back your husband. He had that dopey look about him, and still so hungry for you. Willow holding on tight to her daddy, while her head rests on his shoulder, her little hand patting on his back, and if he wasn’t so damn hot with his workout clothes, and his sleeves of tattoos on full display, you would be more annoyed.

“What do you want Blade?”

“You look different,” he singsongs, getting a sweet little encore of ‘Mommy’s different’ from Willow.

“I’m wearing green today, yesterday I wore black.”

“Nope, you’re glowing. Those jugs of yours have been spilling over your bra.”

“Steven Blade!”

“Daddy,” Willow leans back and shakes her head at him, “Those are her boobies. Be nice. Say boobies.”

“Mommy’s boobies look bigger.”

“I want big boobies like mommy.”

“No!” he shouts at her, making her giggle at him. “Nobody but mommy gets boobies. Lo?” he looks up at you as you still giggle, “I’m talking about boobies with my daughter.”

“You brought it up,” you remind him, returning to the chopping when he puts Willow down to play with her twin. He walks behind you, wrapping those large arms around you body, taking a deep sniff on your neck, before kissing on the sensitive skin.

“Blade, what are you doing?”

“I need you to take a test.”

“I’m not pregnant. I’m fine. My ‘boobies’ aren’t hurting, I’m not sick, I’m fine.”

“You’ve missed a period,” your movements freeze, and you turn to creepily look at him, “My brain is full of equations, don’t question this too much. But by my guess, I’m thinking your two weeks late.”

“Two weeks?” panicking you walk the two of you to the calendar, and count back, that crazy husband of yours right. “Hmm.”

“And I haven’t held back. And you’ve started to get more sensitive. And even Squishers made a comment about how you looked different. Eggbert is doing that sniffing thing around you that Squish did. Just take a test, and put me out of my misery. My Willie and Elfie are getting too old, and I want a baby.”

You give him a playful growl, “Go to your sister’s then.”

“Lo! Give me a baby. Pretty sure you already are. It’s not a lack of trying.”

“Fable is eight,” Blade bites at your neck, growling about how he knows how old his children are. “You wanting your fifth, Ransom?”

“Ah!” he finally backs away from you, “I despise the day that mom told you that! I am not my father. You take that back.”

“Your father is a great man. There’s worse people to be compared to. You’ve definitely got his ridiculousness,” you have to giggle because he is so ridiculous. His Drysdale showing as he retches. “I’ll take a test!”

“And if you’re not pregnant,” he starts following you through the house. Walking past the playroom, and it gets too quiet.

“Shh, she heard you.”

“You act like my little, ah,” he lets out yip when Fable runs in and stands in front of her dad, giving him a snaggle toothed grin. “Squishers, what are you doing?”

“You…you, you, you, you,” he waits patiently as your daughter tries to collect her thoughts, “You said the p word. Why?”

“There’s a nugget in mommy’s belly,” you wince a bit, because silly nicknames like that stick in your family. “I mean, I don’t actually know.”

“Mommy, do you have a nuggie in that belly? Do you? Why am I always the last to know about these things? Just wait, Beckers! Come here Eggy boy.”

“Do we have to call my beautiful boy that?”

Fable nods her head and waits for Beckett to join her. Slapping on your belly, while she looks at him, “Daddy did it again. He did the chicken poop…”

“You know how to say fertilizer now,” you remind her, already starting to laugh.

“Chicken poop sounds funner. Listen, Eggbert, we’ve been infiltrated again. Willie and Elfie are just now getting trained, and I’m not getting any younger. If there is in fact a Dino nuggie in that belly, I’m giving you the reigns.”

“No. Me don’t want no reigns. Me don’t like training giggle boxes. It’s up to you.”

“If you want something done right. Am I right, mommy?” her lashes bat up at you, and she moves behind you to push you towards the bathroom, “Pee on your stick, and find out. I can’t handle this suspense. And the stress I’m gonna be under. If there’s two in there, we’re giving one to Becks and Azzie. No, James and Iris. No, Lucy and Chris. Let Mimi and Papa handle it. Is it an it or a boy or a girl? It doesn’t matter. Pee on your stick.”

“I’m trying Squish. Out,” you close the door in everyone’s face including Blade’s. You hear the giggling voices of Willow and Elswyth running outside the bathroom, and suddenly you start overthinking.

“Blade, I can’t perform with all of you guys out there.”

“You have peed in front of all of us. We’re needy,” Fable calls out. “You can do it mommy. We just need to know.”

They wait outside the bedroom what seems hours, until you open the door, tears already in your eyes, and you give your big man a nod.

“We’re having a baby! We’re having a baby! If this is just one, I may need another one so I’m not like…”

“Steven Blade!”

“We’ll talk when you’re finished with the Dino nugget.”

“No! Don’t call him that.”

“Dino Nuggies!” Willow shouts, it stuck.

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Blade made things way too obvious by always touching you, and you had two out of four children who didn���t know how to be quiet, Fable and Elswyth. Fable wanted to burst through the door at the estate screaming about the Dino nuggie that was in your belly.

Five kids later, you didn’t even care. But it was hilarious her thinking that she was doing something big. She would tap on someone, and pull them down to her for a quick whisper about your bundle. Waiting until Blade’s mom was last.

Letting little Beckett be the one to crawl in her lap, and tell her how there was a dinosaur in your belly. “A dinosaur? Did mommy eat it?”

“Daddy put it there.”

“Daddy did what?” when she looks up at the two of you, Blade just cups you belly, and you see her sweet tears well up in her eyes. “You’re…you’re having your fifth?”

You giggle a bit but Blade’s face falls flat, “I’m not my father.”

“You are, son. Just embrace it. I still look good for my age. It is a privilege to look like me, and you act,” his mom cuts her eyes over at her husband, and he laughs, “You act nothing like me. Not at all. Nope. You act like Steve.”

“Like that’s any better,” James gives a chuckle, going over to shake Blade’s hand, “I told you when you were just a puny bean pole, you’d fill out. Now look at you, fertile and thick, just like I knew you would be.”

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Frustratingly you try and nurse Suede, but there was nothing that would soothe him. Blade tried holding him, and still your beautiful little boy cried. So much smaller than your other babies, and you wonder if he would get that rotund belly like his siblings. But he wouldn’t if he won’t eat.

You let out a whine looking at Blade, who reaches over to hold him, “Bladey, what am I doing wrong?”

“Babe, he’s new. You didn’t think all the kids were going to precious angels,” Suede lets out a squeal, and Blade apologizes, “You’re an angel, too, son. You’re just really loud.”

You and him hold back your own tears, exhausted, and unsure what to do. The other ones were never like this. He sighs as his parents walk in, his mom looking at your newest bundle of tears instead of joy. “Oh, my sweet Suede-y what’s wrong? Here, let me hold the baby, Blade you comfort Lo. Ran, baby this room is in dire need of some good coffee. Tell BB you’re heading over for the birth special. Suede-y Jefferson, no more tears,” she coos, sitting down on the couch.

It takes a mere moment for your baby to hiccup, trying to catch his breath. Her fingers pets over his skin softly, and she starts singing You Are My Sunshine, “Hey, that’s my song.”

“Blade, shh,” yourself begins to get sleepier with the sound of her voice, and your baby not crying. “Blade?”

“Hmm?” he turns to look at you, and you give him the biggest smile. His mother in a world of her own rocking the sweet babe to sleep.

“Remember one of the names we tossed around?”

“Yes, but we have a Beckett. We don’t need another child named after,” his own gaze watches his mother with tears in her eyes. His dad leaning over to kiss her cheek.

“You look kinda like your daddy, kinda like what I thought your uncle would look like.”

“Mom? I know we said his name was going to be Suede, but.”

“I love that name, and your such a handsome boy. Did you pinch the baby or something?”

“No, it was a name we tossed around in the beginning. And I know that we’ve got Beckett, and Z’s middle name, we’re changing it,” she looks between the two of you, looking confused, and she’s back to looking at your baby when he whimpers. “It sounds good as to what we want thought of calling him.”

“When he’s not being called Dino nuggie. Kitten, can we name him Anders Jefferson? He can go by AJ.”

She pauses, petting over his skin, before leaning over on Ransom’s arm. Her head bobbing as she nods yes. Tears freely flow down her eyes, and Ransom has to wrap his arms around her. “It’s beautiful, but you don’t have to.”

“I want to, Kitten. It seems like he’s got a bit of Anders’ spirit. He hasn’t really stopped crying until you held him.”

“Have you been nothing but tears? We’re gonna to work on that, huh? Anders Jefferson, you were named after two uncles. How very special you are, sweet boy. Do you think you can let mommy hold you, so she can feed you. You’re a little shrimp compared to the other babies.”

She continues her little baby talk to him before walking him over to you. He sniffles a bit, but is calm enough to where he’ll latch on.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” she whispers kissing the top of your head. “Not just for his name. But for giving my baby boy this life. He’s just like his dad, and he loves his babies. So thank you. Ransom, we’re going to get coffee. You two rest, we’ll be back later.”

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The craziest horniest kids 🥵

How about a floof with Mimi and Papa alone? Just them looking at their family photo albums and reminiscing over the photos of their babies and grandbabies with their “remember this/remember when…?” and iconic “i love you, our life was worth it.” 🥰

Well, you know that today is the one year anniversary with the one shot, Desperate Affairs 😂 who knew that this little one shot was going to spawn into a series, but also a GIAGANTIC AU? I still remember coming back from Dollywood and just brainstorming what was going to happen in a one shot featuring Ransom and Andy. And never did I imagine all this a year later. Two days after the one shot, I got sick with covid, and was out of commission for 9 days, fevered the whole nine days, and just binged watched Chris Evans movies, I slept most of the time. But I had these crazy fever dreams with all the Chrises, thus, the Desperate Verse was born.

So without further adieu, lets look into Ransom and Kitten having a moment, with just Ransom and Kitten. No dogs, no kids, no babies. We know that Kitten went through a lot of pain to get to where she was, but she loves reminding her baby, that she would do it all over again to get this life.

Also in celebration of the one year anniversary, drop me an ask about ANYTHING in the verse. I'm hoping to get a lot more of my asks out this week. I miss my babies!

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Hugh Ransom Drysdale Was Worth It

Summary:  You and Ransom reminisce 

Pairings:  Ransom X Reader

Rating:  🥺😢😂😏😍

Warnings:  language, some touchy subjects (if you’ve read about Ransom and Kitten’s life, you already know) Ransom just being his ridiculous self, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.7K

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You head towards Ransom’s favorite sitting room.  You had looked for that man for what felt like an hour, it was your least favorite thing about this big house.  Stopping in the doorway, to see him leaning over a photo album.  He takes a deep breath sighing, and you walk over to your pretty boy.  Still as handsome as the first day that you saw him in he-who-must-not-be-named’s office.  

Sure Ransom had a few more lines on his face, but most were around his eyes from the happy life that you guys had made for yourself.  His hair was thinning, he had bits of gray in his hair and beard, but you found him more attractive than ever.  When you thought about forever with someone, it was always with him.

Stepping up behind him, he leans back to look up at you, and you give him his favorite, upside down kiss.  Walking around the sofa to see him looking at pictures from the day that Iris Jade Barber became Iris Jade Drysdale.  Ransom had never hesitated to adopt your sweet, sleepy girl.  And in a short time, she became his sweet, sleepy girl.  You might have had a good relationship with Iris, but her daddy was her hero.

“I remember this day like it was yesterday.  I was so nervous.  I was afraid that Frank would contest it at the end.  He didn’t  You know, I don’t know if I’ve ever thanked him.  I couldn’t have done it.  I didn’t even want to share him with Icy, and she’s not mine.”

“Yeah, she is,” you assure him.  “She became yours the moment you felt her and Aster move in my belly.  I saw your eyes, Ran.  You wanted them.  Both of them.  Aster definitely has your outgoing personality, but Iris is your tender cuddle bug.  Remember when I told you I wished that neither were yours?” 

His head whips over to glare at you, “You gotta bring up the bad stuff?”

“The bad stuff is what lead us to this,” you say flipping over a few pages to you and him on your wedding day.  Aster on your hip, and Iris on his, while the two of you are lip locked, and Aster is making a gagging face.  “If we didn’t have that bad stuff, would we have even met?  If you weren’t getting in trouble with the law, would I have met you at his office?”

“No.  You would have met me at that bar.  The first night that I made that kitty cat purr.  How many times did we fuck?” you shove an elbow in his side, and he laughs, “I thought I was going to have the best sex of my life with no strings attached, and now look at us.  Five kids later, and too many grandkids to count.  By the way, your daughters are too fertile.”

“My daughters?  They’re mine when it’s something negative, huh?  My son also seems to be quite fertile, you don’t see me complaining do you?  I like the woman that made him settle down.  Our daughters could have done a lot worse than what they have.  Hell, a few of them did.”

“Yeah, my spawn didn’t settle down until Christopher.  God, I wish I could have taken away all of their pain.  All of it.  Aster’s need to feel like she had to get married, had to have babies.  And then that partying phase with the sperm donor.  The only good thing about that relationship was Ellie.  But man, the many times I wanted to fucking murder Mickey.  We could have done it.  Carter almost...nothing.  Carter doesn’t like him either.”

You cock up an eyebrow at him.  You knew that him, Blade, Carter, and even his arch nemesis Curtis had a bit of a mafia type friendship.  People who crossed them, or mostly their women, well it didn’t end well for them.  

“Or our Icy,” you sigh.  “If I could have taken away some of that pressure she put on herself.  Her perfectionist personality, and that constant feeling of not knowing who she was or where she fit in.  That nearly two years without the only man she will ever love.  I know you say you hate that boy sometimes, but you love James so much.  He’s a good daddy, good husband, he’s been so good to our other babies.  We don’t deserve James Carter in our life.”

“Ugh,” Ransom shakes his head, “Don’t remind me.  I love the kid, I just didn’t want him so romantically involved with my baby.  She finally told me she wished her and ‘Jamey’ would have waited until they were older when they started messing around.  She feared that Posie was going to be like her.  She wasn’t until that Numb Skull.”

“Or Blade and his speech.  I know your mother ragged on him about it, but there are days I wish I had it back.  When Otto popped out with the impediment, but not the stuttering, it was like having my baby back,” your finger traces over an infant picture of Blade.  Ransom looking so proud, and overcome with joy.  His face a red and blotchy mess, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of the baby.  Your son had been carved out of Ransom’s ass, but got more of your personality.  “And then he became a dessert loving whore.  I’m glad I didn’t know all those hussies.  Even though, I’ll take his Boston Cream Pie any day of the week.  God, she’s perfect for him.  I didn’t want to like her, because she was taking my baby away from me.  My only boy.”

You have to stop, wiping your tears away when the next photo is an ultrasound of Anders.  One of the only photos you have of your sweet baby boy.  His thumb in his mouth, and you swear that he favored Ransom as well.  “Do you ever think about him?”

“Everyday, Kitten.  But would we have had Story or Lucy?”

“I think, we would have had more.  Blade and Lucy were my only pregnancies that weren’t traumatic.  I wanted him, so much.”

“We have an AJ,” Ransom smiles at you.

“We have an Anders Jefferson.  That little rolly baby,” Ransom gives you a big hug.  You adored all your grandbabies, but there was something special, and kindred with Anders Jefferson.  When you were around, there was no one else.  It was like you finally got your chance to have your second baby boy.

“What about my Princess Story book,” Ransom stares at a picture of the two of you standing over her incubator.  Her tiny little body looking cold as she cried for someone to hold her.  The nurses could never get in their fast enough, and you ached to hold that tiny baby against your chest always.  “I never thought that she was going to be the one that gave us trouble.”

“Your dad,” you giggle because it was never Richard that made the comment, “Harlan.”

“He was my dad.”

“Well, Harlan always said she was so much like you.  If you had been given the chance to be as free as she was.”

“My itty bitty baby got my addiction.  Sex, drugs, alcohol,” you hated thinking about that time of Story’s life.  Your baby just up and missing for over a year, and you saw her again as a withered shell of her former glory.  She was always the happiest of your babies, and her light was dull.  

“Yeah, but she had my taste in men.”

“Shut up.”

“You gonna deny it?  Let’s see, Carter is like you.  Dayton, well he’s his father incarnate, and I don’t even want to know what all that asshole was doing to her.  Nate, he is like Frank.  She did love Nate, and he loved her, was good for her, but in the end he did what needed to be done for her to be with Carter.  Chase, good lord he was just like Bryce.  Pompous and needy.  He was rich and he knew it.”

“What about her Frank? Or Beau?  Or Jefferson?”

“Well, she was never in love with Beau.  She did that boy wrong, but they’ve worked through it.  Jefferson was her Jake Wyler,” Ransom snorts, and makes a mental note to bring that letterman jacket back out.  “Frank, I don’t even know.  Story was broken in that time.  I don’t know if she considers him a boyfriend.”

The two of you glance through some more of the photos of you as a family of four, and then there’s a picture of your feistiest child.  Your fallen angel, Luciana Violet Drysdale.  The one that kept you on your toes, was a wild one with everyone, but you saw that sweet side come out.  The prettiest baby with hair as dark as Ransom’s.  Your honey eyed beauty.  

“That is your chunkiest birth baby,” you laugh because she was too big.  It’s funny to think that she was now your shortest baby.  Even shorter than Iris with the biggest personality.  “God, she was beautiful.  It was like I knew that was in fact my last little Drysdale.  I never wanted to stop having kids with you.”

“I know, baby.  I felt like she completed us.  And just think, Posie came only seven years later.  We had us another pretty baby.”

“Everyone thinks she’s this strong and opinionated child, and she is, but,” he flips over to Story and Lucy curled up in Story’s canopy bed together.  One of the few ways to keep Story out of your bed, was Lucy.  Flipping around another page, Lucy was on the ground of the garden, while Harlan told her a story.  Her drawing always reflected whatever it was that he was telling her.  He was always amazed at the imagination she had.  

Your favorite, was Lucy, and her tiny little hand, in Harlan’s wrinkled one, walking through the garden.  Him telling her all about the special flowers that he put in there.  And Lucy’s favorite napping place was on Ransom’s chest.  Ransom had taken more time off from working to spend time with Lucy and Harlan.  He knew how fast those precious moments flew by, and knew that Harlan was reaching the end of his days.  Those three were always together.

Harlan never let a day go by without telling Ransom how proud he was of him.  The two of them would sit in his study playing Go, while a baby Lucy chewed on Ransom’s signet ring.  So many times after Harlan passed, Ransom wished he could hear him say he was proud of him again.  Or use Go as a way to work through life’s problems.  Harlan was always good at things like that.  Ransom always questioned his parenting skills, but he had five happy kids to show he did something right.

“Oh baby, look,” you show him a picture of Ransom giving Carter his signet ring, the very ring that now rested on your youngest Baizen grandson’s finger.  The ring that was worn by every Baizen boy, and soon will be retired and into the vault until Otto had a son.  Carter’s silvery blue eyes looking up at Ransom with tears in them, while Ransom tried to be the man that acted like he didn’t care.  He cared too much for Carter sometimes.

"You had to show me a thing like that didn’t you?”

“You made him so happy, though.”

“He made me happy,” you wipe off a bit of your tears, and want him to proceed his train of thought.  “I didn’t have to be in that kid’s life.  He didn’t have to like me, but he valued me over his own parents.  I know, I am definitely better than them, but Kitten, we gave that boy a childhood.  God, he drove me crazy sometimes, with his Mr. Drysdale, refusing to call me Ransom.”

“It was a sign of respect, baby.”

“It was a sign of fear.”

“Wrong.  He never feared you,” he turns to glare at you, and you laugh.  “Okay, he feared you a few times, but growing up he didn’t fear you.  See,” a picture of Ransom with both Carter and James asleep on his chest makes you wish for these moments again.  “I had brought the girls back from gymnastics.  I had to take Blade with me, but look at you.”

Carter and James’ face both messy with ice cream, and a half eaten pizza on the table.  “You loved those boys.  If Carter Baizen feared you, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep on you like that.  That chocolate cheek getting your shirt dirty.  He was always going to be in our family.  Just like James.  The boy you went behind my back, and helped Stevie get full custody.”

“The one I also paid for Marta to adopt him,” just like the picture of Ransom and Iris, a sweet picture of a five-year-old James hugged up to his mama, and Marta was a crying mess.  She had littered kisses all over James’ face, but he couldn’t get enough.  “Yeah, those boys were always going to be in our lives.  Story and Iris could have done worse.”

“They found men that reminded them of you,” Ransom shakes his head starting to cry.  Mentioning his daughters growing up always hurt him the worst.  “Aster, too.  The man that she fell for, you hand picked for her.  Remember the months we had to listen to Beck did this, Beck did that.  Beck is so amazing.  And our sweet Ellie belly fell for him first.  Beck was falling for a woman he didn’t even know because of you and Ellie.  Even Chris.  Did you ever think you would let your twenty-year-old daughter move a boy in this house?” 

Ransom shakes his head no.  Chris was far from anything like Ransom.  “He doesn’t look anything like you.  What with the tattoos, and piercings.”

“I’ve got piercings!”

“Yes, baby, you’ve got piercings.  Chris has everything pierced.  I’m sure there’s holes in his body with no piercings.  But I’m talking about his ease at comforting Lucifer.  I knew he was the one, when she stopped coming to me, just to be held for an hour.”

“She still did that?” you nod your head at him.  Just like Ransom and Harlan had a tender relationship with Lucy, so did you.  

“She’ll still do it every now and then, but typically it’s Chris’ arms she wants.  That big man just has to wrap his arms around her, give her a little squeeze, and she breathes easier.”

“That’s what you were doing?  You were squeezing our daughter to death?  And don’t you dare call me ridiculous.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

“I’m not.  You’re just ridiculous.”

“I’ve got a new bottle of blue pills.  How long you wanna go?”

“Ransom Drysdale!  Are you never gonna stop wanting to have sex with me?”

His lip curls up in disgust and he shakes his head no, “Looking at these photos kind upset your baby, and he needs comfort from your pussy and your boobies, please give me that.  I just want, no, I need comfort, Kitten.  Please, let me make her purr.”

“Sweet moments are always ruined by your horny self.”

“You know, sex isn’t just for me.  I don’t hear you being all flat, it’s always, ‘Yes, baby.  Ran right there.’ I have had you screaming my name for one hundred years.”

“We’re not that old.”

“And we’ve been married for ninety.”

“That number is wrong, too.”

“And right now, I just want to play with my Kitty Cat.  Please, please, please?”

You roll your eyes laughing.  Getting up to go make you a cup of coffee, “What are you doing?”

“Giving myself some energy so I can have sex with you.”

“Oh!  Let me take my blue pill, that I don’t need, I just want to make sure things are nice and long lasting for you.”

“You know, sometimes ten minutes is plenty.”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Ran, we have had sex for...” you stop to count on your fingers how long it had actually been.

“Eh,” he raises his eyebrow smiling really big at you, “Just say it’s been a hundred years.  I don’t need to know the actual number, I just need to know that you’re the only cunt that I’m sinking my cock into until the end of time.”

“Okay, yeah.  Until the end of time.  Your cock, my pussy.  You want some coffee?”

“Yeah, bring some cookies and snacks in here.  We’re having a marathon!”

“You’re so ridiculous, baby!”

“But you love me!” he says as he rushes into the bedroom.  And you really do.  You love every part of Ransom.  Every moment with him.  And if you had to do it again just to have these sentimental to sexual moments, you would do it again and again.  Because Hugh Ransom Drysdale and your family was worth it.

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Otto Baizen is falling in love🥺 our sweet whorish baby… but he just had to pick this one!?

How are the sweet teller/baizen triplets doing??!!🥺❤️

Well....since we're a bit on the pain train with Brooks/Annie and Otto...AND I did say the triplets make a visit to the Baizen Hampton house, which is where Otto has been for a few weeks, working remotely, and sometimes just taking complete days off....lets see how these three are as teens. Iclynn and Illiana are Irish twins and Illiana and Daisy are birthday twins. All three seniors. And all three besties.

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The Right Decision

Summary: the first day at the Hamptons

Pairing: Iclynn/Illiana/Daisy/Annie X Otto

Rating: 🥺🥺

Warnings:  language, alcohol consumption, smoking (marijuana), talk of drinking underage, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.6K

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The moment he hears those giggles, Otto feels himself a bit on edge. He isn’t sure he can handle three teenagers, tried to come up with a few things to keep them out of trouble. His mom had even had copious amounts of snack foods for the three of them.

He fakes a big smile, but it’s lost the moment he locks eyes with Annie. She gives him a forced smile, but follows along with his sister and cousin to their part of the house. Thankfully only offering a quick hi, before they depart.

Feeling sick to his stomach, he rifles through the boxes of food that was still left to put up, but Illiana trots back in, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Do you guys really eat this much?”

“How much junk food do you eat when you’re high, pothead?”

“Don’t be an ass. I’m just,” his voice trails off when he sees Iclynn and Daisy turn the corner with Annie. She looked different. Tense. Hurt. Something he couldn’t place. “Uh, I’m gonna…I think I’m going to the pool.”

“The pool?” Illiana asks confused. “We’re at the fucking,” Otto clears his throat, still not used to his baby sisters cussing, “Flipping beach, and you want the pool? I have a new bathing suit that everyone needs to see my ass.”

“Really?” Illiana gives him a sweet smile. “No. I’m gonna have to go everywhere with your three…four. Because you are trouble aren’t you?” she shakes her head quickly, but Iclynn and Daisy both nod at Otto.

“Otts, I’m single and need…the less you know the better. You are daddy’s spy aren’t you? You’ll run and tell him everything! That’s why you work with him, isn’t it?”

“Ills, get on your suit. And go to the pool for now. We’re going out on the boat later. Hired you a captain, so I can work,” she gives him a grumble, but he stops her quickly. “This may be vacation for you. But it’s my workday.”

“Dad said you’re taking a break?” Iclynn asks as she gives her brother a sad look. She could sense some distress and unease with him. He was never gone this long. “Is everything okay? Even when you left you hadn’t been yourself.”

“I’m fine,” his eyes cut over to Annie’s, and he’s not sure how he’s going to get out of this. “I just needed to clear my head.”

“It’s a girl isn’t it? What girl has stolen Otto’s heart?”

“Suits, now!”

“Sheesh, it’s definitely a girl. You need to get laid,” Daisy gasps, pulling Iclynn along with her, but Annie stands there sheepishly playing with her hair. “Fine, I’ll shut my mouth. I’m expecting you to get high or drunk with us and tell us all about her.”

“You better not be smoking, Illiana Ryder Baizen!”

“Ooh,” the other two girls chant, and even Annie snorts a bit.

“That hurt. You full named me. No me gusta, Señor. No me gusta. I’m going out to the pool.”

“Icy, you two aren’t smoking are you? Daisy?” she turns her head looking at anything but Otto. “At least do edibles. Smoking is a nasty habit.”

“Does that mean…”

“It means, get dressed Illiana!”

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Otto tries to focus. Tries to just pay attention, but between the girls splashing and playing around in the pool, and Annie sat under an umbrella reading Anne of Green Gables, he just couldn’t. Only a year separated her and Iclynn, but she seemed so much more mature. There was a calmness about her that his sisters didn’t possess. Little did he know it was because she was not in a good headspace.

And even now on the boat, he tries to put Annie out of his mind. Tries to quit looking at her. Tries to step further away from her every time she gets close to them, but they both found themselves always next to the other. It was almost no use. They always gravitated toward the other.

Lost in his reverie he doesn’t notice Annie walking into the dining area, stopping a moment to just stare at him. She couldn’t stay away. She needed to. She wanted to. She sighs, walking in to get her a drink, like she wanted. She wasn’t going to let how she was feeling about Otto keep her from doing what she was needing to do.

Otto’s eyes drift from his computer in front of him to the window outside.

Annie places an open bottle of beer on the table in front of him, and settles down at the table with her own ginger ale. “You avoiding me?”

Otto finally looks at her with his cocky grin, and shakes his head, “I’ve got a company that relies on me. I’m working. Like I said, this isn’t my vacation.”

“Icy said you’ve been out here for a few weeks now,” Annie’s eyes focus on the beer bottle in front of him. A beer he didn’t ask for and still she felt compelled to give him something, only because she got something to drink.

“Needed to clear my head, Gabes.”

Annie huffs out a laugh, finally able to look up at Otto, who is now the one turning away.

“Forgot you called me that.”

“What?” he asks animatedly. “You forgot that you made me swear on top of Anne of Green Gables that I would take you to Prince Edward Island one day? It feels like I’ve been punched in the gut.”

“You know, us Bodecker’s, we can be just as dramatic as the Drysdale’s. I guess we had to to put up with you lot for so long. Glad I finally grew out of that phase.”

“Yeah, you did,” Otto mumbles, quickly grabbing up his beer to take a long swig.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. So have you really lost that Bodecker spunk?”

“Life changes you.”

Otto nods, raising his bottle to toast her soda, “People change you.”

“Touché. So who changed you, Mr. Baizen.”

“I’d rather not say.”

“That bad, huh?” her brow cocks up, and she tries to smile, but Otto’s face turns serious. The playful flirty banter gone.

“Depends on how you look at it, I guess. Some might say it’s frowned upon. I say, you can learn something from people of all ages. If you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna tell the captain to go ahead and turn back. Enjoy your soda, Annie Gables.”

Annie follows him as he quickly walks away. Needing to remove himself quickly, because he’s failing. The desire to reach out and grab her hand, even to cup her face as her singsong laughter fills the cabin. He can’t do this. Not here.

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“Where’s Otto?” Annie asks walking around the bar to grab up some popcorn.

“He’s out on the beach ‘thinking’,” Iclynn looks over Annie hard. She’s noticed how off she seemed when they kidnapped her, but also how her demeanor was changing from comfortable to distant. Her constant excuses to be away from them.

She slightly pulls her away from the giggling blonde ‘twins’ as they raid the pantry.

“Is everything okay?” Annie tries to nod, but Iclynn playfully smacks her. “Don’t lie. What’s going on with you and Brooks?”

“It’s nothing.”

“So there’s something. You two okay?” when Annie shrugs, Iclynn wraps her arms around her in a tight embrace. “I knew something was off at the apartment. And the fact he hasn’t been calling Audi. And Otto?”

“Brooks is closest with Otto. I just wanna know if he’s told his brother anything, you know? I’m gonna…I’ll be back.”

“You put your stuff in the bedroom across the hall.”

“With college and everything, I just wanted to sleep and let you guys have fun and enjoy yourselves. I don’t wanna bring the fun down. I’m gonna…I was just gonna talk to Otto. I got something I wanna ask him.”

While Iclynn nods, she watches Annie. There’s more to whatever is going on. Even if she doesn’t know what it is. Annie is withholding information.

Even leaving her phone on the counter. Which makes sense, seeing how it wasn’t going off with notifications. Even now, when she picks up the other girl’s phone, there’s no messages from Brooks. Before he had text her all the time.

Annie takes a deep breath as she watches Otto sit out of the beach. His feet barely sticking in the water as he looks out at the ocean. The slightest red glow of his ever present roach in his hand. Annie doesn’t want to spend a week with this awkward avoidance of each other. She’s not sure what Otto was going through, but she wants to let him know, that she was there for him.

Making her way down the stairs, Otto doesn’t to turn to know it’s her. He always knew. It was like his stomach was at unease whenever she was around. And that slightly sweet and orchid smell that he couldn’t get enough of. Definitely not the luxury perfumes he was accustomed to, but it was perfectly Annie.

He clears his throat, holding up his hand with the joint, offering her a puff, which she does in fact take before she sits down, a bit too far away. Wisps of hair blowing with the evening breeze, and an oversized hoodie covering up her shorts. Before handing back the stick, she takes another puff, and her emerald eyes turn to look right at his crystal blue ones.

Too afraid to keep looking, but both unable to turn away. “Did you bring enough?” she asks playfully to break the ice.

“Got a good supplier around. It’s not as good as the Adler’s, but this will do until Z gets here.”

A comfortable silence drifts between the two, and Annie almost wished she didn’t have to ruin it. Pulling her knees into her chest, she rests her chin on them and gives him a soft smile, “What cha doing Otts?”

He returns her smile, admiring the way her creamy skin glistens in the moonlight. Her sun kissed glow showing of her splatter of freckles, and she’s never looked more beautiful. “Nothing,” he casually answers.

“Looks like your thinking. Isn’t that why you came here?” he gives her a nod, watching the pot do it’s job as she starts to relax, “Penny for your thoughts?”

“My thoughts cost a lot more than a penny, sugar.”

“Because your Otto Baizen?”

He shakes his head no. His finger tapping along his temple, “Because I got a lot going on up here.”

“Wanna talk about it?” he takes a deep breath, pretending he’s going to speak, but decides best to shake his head no. “The boat ride was fun. I think the girls really enjoyed themselves.”

“The girls,” he chuckles. “Aren’t you only a year older than Iclynn?”

“Lately I’ve felt much older,” she tucks some of her flyaways behind her ear, and Otto wishes it was his fingers doing that for her.

“I get that.”

“Yeah, sometimes…never mind,” she sighs. There was such a calm serenity around them, she would hate to break it.

“What?”

“They’ve got high school problems. I’ve got real world problems. I went from one man’s house into another,” Otto tilts his head to the side, curious if he should get pissed at his brother or not. “One set of rules to another,” rules? Why does Brooks have rules for her? “Never really being…me.”

“Living with the Bodecker’s couldn’t have been that bad. Your dad was a gaming streamer, two bad ass moms, but one had this soft sweetness. And Eva, I’m terrified of.”

“I wasn’t talking about my family,” her eyes move out to the ocean. Taking a deep calming breath. She didn’t want things to go there.

“Do you love him?”

“I did,” she admits. Tears start to form in her eyes, and he hears the slight crack in her voice, “I wanted to grow with him. When I was in high school, and…oh, um,” she bites at her lip. Otto was the first person she ever admitted to them dating while she was still in high school.

“My dad was twenty-four, and my mom had just turned seventeen when they first started dating. I have no judgement.”

“It’s like…you know your first love?” Otto calmly shakes his head no. “Have you ever been in love?”

“Falling,” while Otto looks out to the ocean, Annie stares at him. Unsure if she heard right, and what exactly that could imply.

“Brooks is my first love. Things were happy. Free. And then I move in, and they were the same, but more blissful and magical. But then six months in and he’s pulling away. He drinks a lot. He works a lot. He stays gone a lot. And I just don’t fit in with his lifestyle anymore.”

“Why are you with him then?”

Annie shrugs, unsure herself why she’s tolerated so much from him. The drugs was one thing, but that constant shadow of a feeling like he was bringing other women into the guest room. And that dress with no tag, that she knew for a fact wasn’t hers.

“I never saw anything past Brooks. He was just it. There was nothing else. But it was young love. We’re not moving at the same speed. He’s trying to run ahead of me, and I’m just me. How come you’ve never been in love?”

“I said I was falling,” he chuckles at the audacity at the admission. Hoping she understands it’s her. She was the reason for this break from reality. He needed to get away from her to think, and yet fate pushed them back together. He reaches over to push that twig of hair that just keep keeps flying her face, behind her ear. Gulping at just how beautiful she looks.

“And I love and hate it.”

“Why?” she asks unable to turn away from him.

“It’s one sided.”

“And if it’s not?”

A silence settles between them, and he has to pull away. “Then she has a decision to make. I need to go check on the girls,” he moves to stand, but she grabs at his hand.

“Otto, wait,” he stops his movement, but the words leave her mouth. Speechless the two of them stare at one another. “Is it scary? Falling in love?”

“It’s terrifying,” he whispers.

“Add that to falling out of love.”

“Annie…”

“Otto, I can’t do this.”

“Do what?” his smile returns, despite his heart beating out of his chest. Wanting to just hold her against him, and figure out whatever is being unsaid.

“I’m not sure. I just can’t.”

“I’m the one who can’t do this. I cant complicate things more. I can’t…he’s my baby brother.”

“He’s not the same,” she shakes her head as the tears finally break through her lash line. “He was…it was like he was excited for me to come here.”

“I’m not following.”

“Our fights are almost always about you. When I told him you were going to be here, he told me to have fun and not bother coming back home. The other night, I swear I heard him whisper someone else’s name,” Otto clenches his teeth, and his hands turn into a fist. Brooks knows better. “I can’t do this. I just can’t. Any of it.”

“You know where I stand. The decision is yours, Annie Gables. I’m here. Literally. I’ll help you with what you need. Even if it’s to go back home. If Brookie has another woman…you tell me what you need and when you need it. I’ve gotta go.”

She watches as he retreats in the house. Left with her thoughts on what she should do. Her feelings for Brooks had changed. She was annoyed at the blow he was constantly snorting, but the possible other woman, she couldn’t tolerate. That would be the thing that she would have to walk away from. But is getting help from Otto the right decision?

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The fluffiest babies!!!

While we know Ran is a hornball and Kitten is one damn patient woman, is it okay to request a drabble of them just being a ball full of fluff? Like couple fluff, with or without children 😂 just the rare sightings of our og babies not jumping on the bed 😳

Oh this sweet couple. I mean, Ran is almost always horny when it comes to his Kitten. He just wants to make it purr. But he also has some of the sweetest moments with her, and they love and adore their family and life.

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They’re All Babies

Summary: Ransom is thankful

Pairings: Ransom X reader

Rating: 🥺🥺

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 950

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There isn’t too much you have to complain about your life. Especially once everyone is settled in bed. Ransom only barely returning after doing his final rounds to make sure everyone was snug and sleeping. Watching you brush your teeth to get ready for bed.

His large frame stands behind you, with just the most gentle of touches to your hips, and even more tender kisses on your exposed skin. There’s nothing sexual about this moment, it’s pure love and respect to you.

He knows that you had struggled a bit after Story, but three years later, and he saw the woman he was madly in love with completely back. Present in every aspect of your lives, and he usually wasn’t too far behind, just admiring every little thing you did.

Ransom had been strong and patient. Had been your rock and stepped up immensely. In some cases, became both the mother and the father, when you struggled to check back in. But you made it. Made it by yourself, but most importantly, as a couple.

Turning on some soft music, he turns you around just so he could dance with you. While his hands hold you with the softest touch, he has you pressed tightly against his body. Swaying the both of your bodies to the music, and his typical sinful mouth peppers delicate open mouth kisses on your skin.

“I never tell you enough, but I’m so thankful for you. So in love with you. Seven years isn’t enough,” you tilt your head to the side giving him better access, giggling a bit when his beard tickles your skin. “I’m serious, Kitten. I couldn’t do this without you.”

“And I couldn’t have done this without you,” Ransom finally leans back to peer down at you. Your eyes shining brightly up at him. “You’ve been my rock. The thing I never knew I wanted.”

“The thing, really?”

“You know what I mean. I couldn’t have asked for a better husband.”

“Yeah, you could. You deserve more than I can give you.”

“Lies,” you speak loudly, giving him your own soft kiss to his pouty face. “We’ve had our ups and downs from the beginning. But I love our journey to here. We’re both so thankful for each other, but also for this life we’re building. I wouldn’t change a thing, if I couldn’t have this life I have right now, Ran. You were worth all the tears, all the fighting, and growing. You were worth it all. And I know we love each other, because we fought to be here.”

The two of you have a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes. Memories of your life leading up to this moment flashing in your brain. There had been a lot of heartache, but more love, fun, laughter, love, and life. And he was worth every bit of it.

“You are my reason,” you wipe a stray tear off his cheek. Standing on your tippy toes to get give him a kiss on his damp skin. “Oh, baby, I didn’t want you to cry.”

“Yes, you did. You have your ways to make me feel whatever you want me to,” you lean forward, resting your head on his chest, “It only beats for you.”

“Don’t be cheesy, Ran.”

“Daddy.”

His hand drops off your hip, to rustle Story’s hair a bit. Pulling her closer to him, but she’s only worried about wrapping her hand around his ring finger. “Daddy, my bed is cold.”

“You can sleep with me and mama, Princess,” his hand coasts down your skin slowly, before bending over to pick up Story throwing her in the air with a melodic round of giggles. “I was about ready to tuck mama into bed anyways.”

Story lays in between the two of you, before crawling on Ransom’s belly. Pulling at the arm furthest from you, “Daddy, hold me,” her little head snuggling in tight to him, and you can’t help but beam at the sweet little interaction.

“Mama, I had…had, had a bad dream,” your baby boy walks clumsily into the bedroom. Crawling onto you, sniffling.

“Bladey, you’re okay. Mama is right here.”

“Kitten, we’ve got the world’s biggest daddy’s girl and mama’s boy.”

“Shh, they don’t stay this little forever look at Aster and Iris,” hearing that door creak open one more time, you see your oldest babies peaking their head through the door. “Is everything okay?”

“The pipes are making that creepy sound again, and I can’t sleep.”

“It’s hot upstairs,” Aster adds in. Jutting out their lower lips before you pat on the space in between you and Ransom. They don’t sleep in here too often, so when they do, it’s a big event.

“Madam,” Story clears her throat, twisting her head to look at you, “We all here. Can we watch a mobie?”

“I wanna watch a…a, a movie,” Blade agrees, his sweet self looking up at you, “It’ll help me for…forget, forget the nightmares.”

“Kitten,” Ransom smiles over at you, “They’re only this little once. I could do with a bedtime movie night with my reasons.”

Nodding your head, the two of you lean towards the other, just a quick kiss, while your oldest three gag a bit, Story smiles up at you, “I’ll have my own prince one day.”

“Let’s hope that day never comes.”

“Daddy! The Princess of Boston has to have a Prince.”

“I’m marrying mama.”

“Iris is marrying James.”

“Aster is never getting married.”

Ransom has to shake his head, still trying to be positive, but sighs, “I don’t like this.”

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous. They’re all babies.”

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🥵🥵🥵 I want to hate ari but I just can’t

Keys in Your Ignition, Part 3

Summary:  things are just getting started

Pairings:  Ari Levinson X Reader

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, brat taming, degradation, exhibition, mentions of a miscarriage, cream pie, death of a character, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.1K

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Poppy the bunny whisperer🥺🥺🥺

The big question is DID BISCOFF GET A FRIEND?! Poppy and Papa day out pleaseee 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Biscoff did get a friend here!! Papa Ransom can't let his sweetest Poppy be sad. And yes, Poppy and Papa went to get the bunny, so let’s take a look at that outing

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Your Special Bunny

Summary: Poppy finds her perfect bunny

Pairings: Ransom X Poppy

Rating: 🐰

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 550

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Ransom looks down at one of his sweetest grandchildren as her hazel eyes with only the slightest bit of bright green lights up at all the bunnies. More than just the French Lop that she was looking for. He gives her a soft tsk, before she pouts up at him, “You stay on task. We’re looking for Biscoff a friend.”

“I know, Papa, but they’re just all so cute. Can’t I have them all?”

“Absolutely not,” he squats down to look her in the eyes, so much of her sweet spirit reminds him of his Icy baby. A bit more timid, more sure of herself, and unapologetic about her likes, really her love of the hopping animal. “You, my darling granddaughter, get to pick out one French Lop as a friend for Biscoff. He’s lonely.”

“I know,” her eyes scan around until she sees the pen of the giant bunnies. Walking over to it she just sits down. Crossing her legs she watches as they hop around.

“Poppy, are you not choosing one?” she shakes her head no, but her eyes stay on them. “Then why are we here?”

“Shh, sit with me, Papa. You gotta let them choose you. That’s why my bunnies love me. I give them the choice to come home with me.”

While Ransom thinks this is utterly silly, not to mention the floor is disgusting, he sits down with her. Watching as a cute spotted one hops on over. His nose twitches in front of Poppy before he hops to stand in front of Ransom, “What is it doing?”

“He chose you,” Poppy giggles, crawling into his lap, and gives that joyful cherub smile to him. “Did you choose my Papa because you know you’re living with him?”

The bunny wiggles his nose faster, before his brown eyes look at Ransom intently.

“Poppers, he’s looking at me.”

“Put your finger up to him,” he shakes his head no rapidly, causing more giggles, “Papa, you let that baby smell you.”

With a sigh, he puts his finger up to the bunny, who wiggles his nose on Ransom’s skin, before giving him a head nod. His body still planted in front of the pair, “It’s official, this baby has chosen you. I’m going to name you Barley, and you shall be my Papa’s. Live with Biscoff, and you even have your own sunroom in the winter, and Papa has a bed in his office for you.”

“For Biscoff.”

“Papa, will get you a bed in his office for you. And he makes fruit salad that you get to nibble on. And I have baby bunnies, but don’t worry, there’s also the sweetest Biscoff. And you can go on walks. Or Sprinkles can carry you in his wagon. Doesn’t that sound nice? You’ll love it at the estate. There are a lot of dogs, but they’re nice. You’ll like them.”

Ransom gives her a soft smile, never thinking he would be here when he was in his twenties. Never saw a life with kids, and now he has more grandchildren than he can count. “Papa, he’s the one. Your special bunny.”

“You’re my special bunny.”

“Don’t be silly, I’m your Poppy. Christy,” Poppy gives a yell at the owner, “Papa has been chosen. This is his bunny. Well, he’s my bunny, but Papa is the best after me.”

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Did I shoot water through my nose while reading? Yes. Do I have any regrets? Absolutely not.

The next group chat could be about an upcoming event. Like a graduation or a wedding they all have to attend.

Or someone has some family gossip. Is Story pregnant again? Maybe one of the next gen girls has someone going around school spreading a rumor and the rest just want to check up on her.

Or a sporting event. The Championship is coming up and they all are getting decked out in the right gear to cheer their loved one on.

Just some thoughts!

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Okay, such great ideas!! Since we're in the territory of Bella/Lily lets go through the men's chat...So this is going to include James, Carter, Blade, Beck, Chris, and Jax...or does it 😏

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Chris:  James!  My man!

Blade:  here we go....

Beck:  I think it's amazing!  I keep trying to talk Az into more, but she's done...

Carter:  You got Az to have a lot more kids than anyone ever thought she would have 😂

James:  Yeah, what can I say, Iris is in love with every part of me. And me her, just to clarify that

Blade:  Chris...don't

Chris:  So how did you do it?

Jax:  I'm uncomfortable.  I'll be okay if you guys ever want to remove me from this.  Instead I keep getting added back.

Blade:  I've tried for years!  It's no use.  They live to torture me

James:  I can't remember if it was on the boat or at the house.

Carter:  my boat??  James!

James:  You lent me the boat for our anniversary.  What the hell did you think was going to happen?  I don't complain about knowing you've probably made babies in there.

Blade:  make it stop

Beck:  how come I've never got to use the boat??  I want to use the boat! Can Azzie and I use the boat in a couple of weeks?

Carter:  You've never asked to use the boat

Beck:  I'M ASKING! Can we use the boat?

Carter:  Don't go in the main suite 😂😏

James:  At least a Rogers and Baizen has been made there

Blade:  🤢🤮

Carter:  I never said a Baizen has been made there

Chris:  Quill was

Carter:  ...... What??  When did you use the boat?

Chris:  Lucy has this thing, don't ask for permission I WANTED ANOTHER BABY!  

Beck:  Why have I not been on this boat??

Beau:  I haven't either

James:  Where the fuck did you come from?

Jax:  Ooh!  I want to go on this boat

Carter:  if Posie drives

Jax:  hey!

James:  DO NOT LET HIM GET ON THAT BOAT!

Beck:  I asked first!

Chris:  Just don't ask......

Jax:  Wait a minute! Why can't I drive the boat?

Carter:  ....... I've seen you drive a Harley.  Posie was kinda raised on a boat

James:  She was.  Beau too

Beau:  I don't want to be on this boat

Chris:  How many of you guys have been with each other's partners? 🍿🍿😏

Blade:  I don't want to talk about it

Carter:  Really??

Beck:  Why would you bring this up

Joshua:  That's a very odd question

James:  Who brought you?

Joshua:  I've always been here.  I just choose not to answer most of the time.  I turn off notifications, because you guys get going good.

Carter:  You know a bit too much of our personal lives

Joshua:  Because you Drysdale clan is stubborn!  Do you think I want to know about the sex issues in yours, James, Jax, Blade's, Beau's Beck's life.

Beck:  ........ About the boat.  I gotta change the subject

Chris:  Okay...Carter, how were things when you went home?  I see that a few of the kids stayed with your in laws 😂😂😂

James:  I KNEW IT!! You two are so predicatable. Story and you have this RAGING breeding kink, can't stand to have someone else pregnant in the family

Carter:  I don't know what you're talking about

Beck:  DENIAL SIR! It's true

Jax:  What?   Wait...

Owin:  That's why Story is usually pregnant with someone.  Have you seriously never looked at them when someone announces a pregnancy??  James has it, too.

Beau:  ...... Why are you watching them.

Chris:  You're not innocent Beau! Or do you and Blade just plan out pregnancies to when you're not.....

Blade:  SHUT UP!

Owin:  What??!!!  Give me the juice!

Blade:  NO!

Beau:  DON'T

Owin:  Joshie, I frew up on myself

Joshua:  It's normal.  Live a little

Harry:  Yeah, some of us just get lucky, and take one at a time.  Sup Drysdale's

Jax:  Can I go home now?  I don't like it here

Carter:  You're worse than Bucky.  You can leave at any moment

Jax:  And then Chris adds me back!

James:  It is weird that he sleeps in a room with my daughter

Chris:  She's married and pregnant again, James...

James:  You sir, are inappropriate

Joshua:  How come you never went into sex therapy

Chris:  I do what I do free of charge Joshie.   So just how many people have you been with?

Blade:  I hate this

Beau:  Mr. NDA on tap 😂😂

Chris:  Mr. three people.  It's kinda sweet

Carter:  three??

James:  why the hell did you ask that?

Carter:  I take it back.   🙉🙉🙉 LALALALALALALALA Umm....my wife is calling me from the tower, bye

*Carter leaves chat*

James:  he's so predictable!

Ransom:  CARTER!!

Owin:  Wait a minute....

Ari:  BEAU!

*Beau leaves chat*

*Blade leaves chat*

Curtis:  Put them back

Bucky:  SHUT UP Also, congratulations James

Frank:  What is this shit??  My phone won't shut up

Owin:  Umm...this is the wrong chat

Steve:  this isn't how I thought I would find out about your pregnancy

Joshua:  James, really??

James:  He is lying!  Tell him he's lying

Ransom:  On Carter's boat???

James:  you like me more than Carter That's why I'm Tweedle Dee

Ransom:  you came first in our lives.  Still haven't got rid of you

Steve:  don't act all tough, sweet boy, you love him

Owin:  what's happening

Chris:  I KNEW IT!

Ransom:  STEVEN!! We don't give Chris ANYTHING

Beck:  I'm scared

Chris:  this is HILARIOUS What else you got Steven??

Ransom:  not a fucking thing Christopher

Chris:  Does he have any tattoos?

Bucky:  YES HE DOES

Owin:  Mr. D!! That's why Mrs. D can't keep her eyes off of me! Wait!  Dad, did the tattoo thing start with you?

Curtis:  I really don't know what you're talking about.

Ari:  He's got a few

Owin:  Mr. D!  Get those nipples pierced. I know a guy

Steve:  why would he do that twice?

Beck:  😲😲😲

Owin:  What else does he have pierced?

Ransom:  nothing Ransom has nothing pierced

James:  HUGH RANSOM DRYSDALE!

Steve:  😂😂😂

Ransom:  I hate you

Steve:  but you love that Kitty Cat

Ari:  oh my god I can't breathe

James:  something tells me I know two men who would do anything for their little princess

Ari:  damn straight I would!

Bucky:  SHUT UP!

Curtis:  you have a metal arm

Bucky:  ..... And?

Ari:  I know what I'd be doing if I had a metal arm

Owin:  🤮🤮

Chris:  😂😂 What's that??

Owin:  SHUT UP

Ari:  Oh son...

Ransom:  eh!  There's only one person that my wife has admitted to finding attractive, and that's Bucky

Jake:  REALLY???  And I'm just here??

Chris:  I KNEW IT!

Ransom:  everybody fucking knows it!  You were too young for her

Jake:  I'm a year younger than her.  Shut up.  She lived with me first 😊😊 Iris called me daddy first

James:  Who put the old guys in here??

Ransom:  OLD??

Bucky:  YOU STARTED TEXTING NOT ME!

Steve:  Son, I'm still not too old to take you out of this world

Ari:  I'm the oldest, and I'm okay with this

Curtis:  Maybe you lot should pay attention to the group you're chatting on.  We didn't want you punks in our group anyways!

Frank:  wait...Iris called you daddy??

James:  she calls me daddy now

Beck: 😲😲

Chris:  🍿🍿

Owin:  😂😂

*James leaves chat*

Ransom:  PUT HIM BACK

Chris:  put that thing back where it came from oh so help me!

Steve:  He learned that shit from you

Bucky:  Language STEVEN!

Ari:  Kid's got balls

Curtis:  Yeah, I'm out...

Frank:  I knew I didn't like that kid for some reason

Chris:  she doesn't call him daddy She calls him Sarge

Owin:  oop 🙈💀 She says that out in the open too

Ransom:  Steven, I'm going to kill your kid

Steve:  just make sure he's alive again for supper tomorrow

Chris:  well this has been fun Thank you for joining me on my couch

Joshua:  you love chaos don't you?

Chris:  I married Luciana Violet Drysdale, I thought that was obvious

Owin:  WHAT DO YOU HAVE PIERCED, MR. D? AND WHERE IS THIS TATTOO? I NEED TO KNOW!

*Ransom leaves chat*

Owin:  rude

*Bucky leaves chat*

*Steve leaves chat*

*Sam leaves chat*

Beck:  Sam was here??

Owin:  Bucky learned a new trick

Joshua:  I had to teach him.  He was embarrassing

Frank:  I don't want to do this ever again

Owin:  Frankie! I love when you're here You offer very little to the conversation Did you see what your son is doing with Blade?? For shame

*Frank leaves chat*

Owin:  So only people who have seen Aster naked are left?

Beck:  ..... That's my wife!

Owin:  My bestie.  I didn't even touch her when she was naked. Well, I threw her ass in the shower Does that count?

Chris:  I've not officially seen her naked.  You two just have a thing with window Cars You know.  You want to get caught... That's the point of exhibition How many security tapes have you bought, Mr. America's Sweetheart?

Beck:  I'm not telling you that!

Owin:  You and Az have porn 😂😂

Joshua:  I would tell James congratulations, but I'll do that in a single thread.  Peace out guys

Owin:  Don't leave me!

*Joshua leaves chat*

Owin:  Uh!  Everyone is rude

Beck:  I've got to go, too.  Ellie and Otto are watching the kids

Owin:  Bye 😢

Chris:  It's just us

Owin:  You scare me

Chris:  I intimidate you

Owin:  scare...it's different

Chris:  Go enjoy your older woman, who knows how to take care of her big man

Owin:  Don't do that!  You've got a size and age kink too 😲 Wait...

Chris:  we're like the reverse twins I'm glad you came into the light

Owin:  you're good...and scary

Chris:  I know.  You either love or hate me. But my little wife is needing attention Farewell my fellow giant

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🥺🥺

What is Posie and Carter’s relationship like? Are you still going to write when Iris told James about her having Posie and his reaction to it?

Posie is definitely closer with Story, but she does have a sweet relationship with Carter. Like when Dayton had his accident, a little six-year-old Posie was only talking to Carter. If ever James and Iris went on a couples vacation, Posie always stayed with Carter and Story. So in ways, she was their first child.

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Soon

Summary: Iris talks to James.

Pairings: James X Iris

Rating: mild

Warnings:  a bit of an outburst from James, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 500

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James sits on an opposite couch from Iris, his hazel eyes looking over at his dad and Bucky, and Ransom beside Iris. She leans forward putting her hands on her knees, and gives him a big smile, “I’ve kinda been keeping something from you, Jamey.”

He grimaces, looking back at his dad, scared of what the love of his life could have been keeping from him, “Hey,” she whispers leaning closer to him to cup his cheek. “It’s not bad news. We just wanted you to have a clearer head.”

“Ris, I’m sorry.”

“You’re here with me, so I’m not,” she gives him a smile. Her eyes going glassy. “Remember when we were kids, and we’d play house? We’d name our babies? And then we got older and you’d come into my apartment and we’d really be serious about naming babies?”

“That’s all I ever wanted was to become your husband and father to your babies.”

“We got one of those boxes checked off,” James shakes his head no, looking back up at Steve. “She’s perfect and beautiful. She’s got your laugh, and your eyes.”

“She?” he pushes her hand off of him, throwing both his hands over his face.

“Iris, this may be too stressful,” Bucky takes a step closer to the couple, but James shakes his head no. Rubbing his hands roughly down his face, unable to stop his tears.

“Tell me more. Ris, what’s her name?”

“Posie Sarah Rogers,” he releases a sound between crying and laughing. “She’s so sweet. She loves watching home videos with you in them. Even gets excited at the sound of your voice.”

“No she doesn’t.”

“She does. Your mom and dad watch videos with her, too. Story tells her about you. Lucy has illustrated a little book for her. Aster sits with me and her watching videos. She knows you.”

“I wanna meet her,” both him and Iris turn to look at Bucky, who gives a small shake of his head. “I can’t…I can’t meet my daughter? Bucky, why?”

“You just found out about her,” Steve has to look away when James whispers out a please. “We brought you pictures of her, and videos.”

“It’s not the same,” James outbursts, and Ransom pulls Iris back on the couch, and further away from James. “I’m sorry. Ris, I didn’t mean. I just…she’s…ugh,” his fists hit at his head, repeating a round of I’m sorry.

“Jamey, soon. You’ll get to see her soon.”

“I have a daughter?”

“Yeah, Sarge, you’ve got a beautiful baby girl. You wanna look at me? Wanna continue our conversation or watch some videos of her?”

“Yeah, I wanna see her. You think she’ll know me?”

“Yeah, I do. We’ve made sure she knows your voice. And soon, she’ll know your touch.”

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Lily hellraiser Teller is on her way🥺🥰

Can you give us something with James and Iris telling their family ( Drysdales, Rogers and Adlers) about their new lil one on the way? also what was Poppy, Thorne and Oakley's reaction to that news?

Oh!! Well for both Iris and Posie they wanted to tell their smaller family first. Like how Kitten and Ransom does, Iris and James have a family dinner with Posie and Jax. At this point, they had moved back, and it kills James not to see the kids daily. Poppy loves the babes, Thorne loves his mama, and Oakie is James and is like, okay. This is cool.

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Hide a Baby

Summary: Iris and Posie are both pregnant

Pairings: the Rogers X the Teller’s

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings:  Daisy James Teller, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 850

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James drops his fork on his plate, and grabs up Iris’s hand. Giving her a serene smile, and he rubs on her leg. “Ris, I think it’s time,” she gives him a little nod and Poppy crawls over into his lap. Still his baby girl.

“Daddy, you and mommy got secrets like Posie?” she asks sweetly.

“Mama no secets. No no,” Daisy shakes her head, leaning back on Posie. “Mama in way,” she slaps at her belly, and Iris snorts.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“What?” James looks at Iris and then at Posie. “What’s happening.”

“Mom,” Posie clears her throat trying to push Daisy’s hand off of her. “What are you needing to tell us.”

“Uh, your dad…”

“Hey hey hey, this was a joint effort. I brought it up, you were completely complicit in the endeavor.”

“What are you talking another?” Thorne’s lip curls up as he looks at his dad.

“We’re having another baby!” James almost shouts, covering Poppy’s ears who squeals with him.

“A baby?” Abel and Oakley ask at the same time.

“Oh no,” Jax leans over on Posie, causing Daisy to push at his face.

“Dada no, my mama.”

“Mommy is having baby, Oakie.”

“Another one? This family has a lot of babies,” Thorne may tease his dad, but he does walk over to give his mom a big hug.

“Posie, I think you also have something to tell us,” Iris snorts again grabbing at James hand.

“What could possibly be better than your mother being pregnant again?” handing Daisy over to Jax who just makes grabby hands for her mama the second she lets her go.

“Mama hold you,” turning to the side she runs her hands down her body, flattening the dress. “Mama big belly, yook is gumpy. Yook belly in way.”

“Posie Sarah Rogers.”

“Posie Rogers Teller, daddy.”

“What happened to this plan. You’re living at the estate.”

“The house should be finished before she’s born,” Jax says, handing Daisy back to who rubs on Posie’s belly. Slapping at Lily’s temporary home.

“She?” James pouts, and then looks at Iris. “He says she. So we’re having a baby, and you’re having a baby girl.”

“Yiyi,” Daisy pats her mom’s belly, “Yiyi fowur.”

“Yiyi?” Abel asks. “You’ve been been saying Yiyi for a month. Mama, what’s the baby’s name?”

“Lily Hugh,” Iris let’s out an aw, holding her mouth hearing the sweet name.

“Yiyi fowur. Yiyi fowur. Mama, Yiyi fowur,” Daisy sings looking up at her.

“She has been saying Yiyi a lot,” James stubs up. “You told my Daisy flower about the baby and not us?”

“What babe?” Daisy holds her hands up. “Yovie babe?”

“Mama’s baby,” Jax gives her a kiss on her head, and she shakes it no, slapping at her chest.

“Me mama’s baby.”

“A baby in her belly like Lovie.”

“Ouch,” her chubby hand rubs on her scar. “No baby for mama. I baby. Mama my heawt ouch.”

“Oh no, you need Grumpy to help?” she shakes her head no while Posie rubs on her chest. “So I get another perfect grandchild and another baby? Two babies at once. Is your sister pregnant?”

“I don’t think so,” Iris giggles smiling at her family continuing to get bigger and bigger. “Posie, Jax, you happy?” with a look over at each other, they smile giving a nod. “Abie, you happy?”

“Yep. Can we go play now? We almost got Indie to do a cool trick.”

Excusing the boys, and Poppy pulls Daisy into her room to play with the bunnies, “Baby, was Lily planned?”

“Very planned.”

“Oh god. Do we have to talk about them planning a baby?” James throws his head back, groaning.

“So you and mom can plan a baby, but me and my husband can’t?”

“You just had a baby.”

“And I don’t remember having her,” Posie leans over to Jax, and finally James gets it. Sees that the majority of Posie’s pregnancy she didn’t get to fully enjoy, and then didn’t even know she had her daughter.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he says softly grabbing Iris’s hand. ���You okay sharing being pregnant with your mother?”

“I mean, I have a really hot mom. So I don’t mind enjoying this with her. I know you guys always wanted a lot of kids. As long as she doesn’t mind sharing with Yiyi. She’s actually talked about Lily and you never knew?”

“To be fair, she talked about Yiyi fowur,” Posie gives her mom a little giggle, watching as she smiles so big up at her daddy. “We’re telling the rest of the family Sunday.”

“That’s when we were going to. Waited to make sure she was in the clear,” Jax looks only at Posie when he talks. “We were a bit scared that there might be a miscarriage, and then we just kept waiting. Enjoying with just each other.”

“Mimi knows,” Posie giggles.

“Mimi always knows,” Iris finally stands to walk over to her daughter, rubbing her hand over the bump she shouldn’t have missed. “Mimi has a gift.”

“And, she caught me folding clothes in a sports bra and Jax’s pajama pants. Kinda hard to hide a belly.”

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Ahhhhh. 🤍 I’ve waited for this for so long and I’m so happy for them 🥺🫠🫠

Before we see the hamptons trip could we see what happens at the tree house with arlo and icy?

Of course, but...things aren't quite as hot and heavy as you would Think. Arlo has had a bit of a crush on his bestie for a few years now. Iclynn has had one on Arlo, but not quite as long. Arlo and Iclynn both knew that they wanted the real deal with each other, because their friendship deserved that.

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More Kissing

Summary: Iclynn talks to her mom, and then to Arlo

Pairings: Iclynn X Arlo

Rating: mild

Warnings:  sex talk, talk about what happened to Iclynn, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.2K

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“You want to talk about why Arlo was suspended?” Story asks, looking over at her daughter who drops her head on the table dramatically. “Your Drysdale is showing.”

“Remember that date I went on?” instead of finishing the prep of their dinner, she moves to sit with her daughter. “Is there cold brew in the fridge?” Story answers by grabbing two cups and the cold brew, whipping up some cold foam to top it with.

“Okay,” Story takes a deep breath. Iclynn doesn’t meet her eyes. Her fingers rub calmly over her glass, before she takes a slow drink. “Icy, you’re scaring me.”

“Where’s everyone at?”

“Archer and Otto are at work. Z is with the girls. Illiana is out, Edie and Fauna are at dance, and Audi is with Papa. It’s just us currently. Icy…”

“I just don’t want daddy to know,” Iclynn’s frosty eyes look up at her mom, “Don’t let daddy know. Please.”

“Okay. Daddy doesn’t have to know. Just remember he just wants to protect you.”

She takes a deep breath and another drink from her coffee, “He touched me,” Story grips tightly to the counter, but her face remains solemn. Her foot starts to bounce around, and she starts counting her breaths. “I didn’t want him to, and I didn’t want to…you know, and…I punched him.”

“You what?”

“Zephyr taught me how to punch good, and I punched him. He cussed me when he saw I made him bleed, but that’s the only way I could get him off of me,” Story hates her daughter had to go through that, but is thankful to Z that he had taught her to protect herself. “And Arlo…he heard John talking about me, but he said we…and we didn’t. And Arlo, he beat the shit out of him.”

“That’s a lot to take in,” Story takes a slow drink of her own coffee. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I just, I don’t want people thinking that John and I did anything. I haven’t done anything. I promise.”

“Iclynn, sex is going to happen. Even if you did, I’m not going to judge you,” her fingers tap on the counter, and she bites at her lip, “What do you want me to do as your mother? Do you want me to go to the school? Talk to the Headmaster? Do you want me to find out who his parents are?”

“Nothing. Not right now, anyways. I’m pretty sure John is going to leave us alone,” Story raises an eyebrow at her after hearing the word us, “he said nasty things about Illiana, and before…he was ugly to Daisy on their date. He’s also the reason she’s self conscience about her scar.”

“Baby…”

“I know. He was just being so sweet during class, and asked me out. I fell for it. I should have known with how ugly he was to Daisy. But I do have one favor,” she gives her mom a smile, looking at her phone to show that Arlo was almost there. “Can I spend some time in the treehouse with just Arlo?”

“Are you thanking him?”

“Not like that! Mom! Oh my god. No, at least…no, not today. I cant believe I said that.”

“Baby, I’m not going to tell you to what to do with Arlo. I’m not going to make you feel bad for thinking things about the boy. He’s cute, and he’s your best friend. I’m saying I want you safe. Don’t jump into sex right away, if that’s where you’re going. You have to change your relationship from best friend to boyfriend, again, if that’s where you’re going. I’m not encouraging you or discouraging you. But sex can change everyone, and if you’re ready to have sex, you’re ready to have safe sex.”

“I hate this.”

“No, you’re going to listen. You know why I put you on birth control?” Iclynn nods her head. “That isn’t one hundred percent effective, and it only protects from pregnancy. I’m not saying Arlo has been with another girl, but talk to him. There’s some things you can’t wash away. Iclynn Blade Baizen, you quit giving me that look. If you can’t talk to your mother about sex, then you better talk to Arlo or your father.”

“No!”

“Then, you’re not ready.”

“Did you talk with Illiana like this?”

“Yep, and she’s open and honest with me. Not your father. You want to talk to Otto?” she shakes her head rapidly thinking about talking to her oldest brother about sex. “Sex is beautiful. But it’s better with someone you trust. Sex doesn’t equal love, and you can be in a relationship with someone and not have sex.”

“How long before you and dad?”

“Four months,” Iclynn’s eyes go large, and she looks at the counter, “There’s not a perfect timeline. Trust yourself. I waited on your father my whole life. I thought I was ready. I actually wish we waited longer. There’s something so sweet about getting to know the person you give that part too. It’s innocent. Enjoy it,” she hears the rumble of the old truck before she grabs up her keys. “This isn’t me telling you to have sex. This is me trusting you, as my daughter, while I go pick up Edie and Fauna.”

She walks outside, giving a wave to Arlo before leaving the two of them to the castle. “You wanna stay here or go to the treehouse?” Iclynn asks running her foot in circles on the driveway.

“Wherever you want princess,” Arlo gives her an awkward grin, his own feet shuffling around.

“Let’s go to the treehouse. We just loaded it up with drinks and snacks yesterday,” she leads him inside, and he plops down onto fluffy couch. Iclynn busies herself with popping some popcorn.

“You okay?” he asks from the couch.

“This is changing us,” she starts. “I only want to go this route if this is it. I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t. I’m not going anywhere.”

“And I’m not ready for sex. Not yet.”

“Who said anything about sex?” he asks with his crooked smile. “Do you regret making out with me on the dock?”

“No.”

“Then get over here, and make out with me again.”

“Ari, this is it,” her voice whispers walking over to him, her hand pulling his to touch her body. “I can’t lose you.”

“You’ve said that already, princess. And you’re not going to. You’ve got me.”

“Good,” she pants out pulling his lips into hers.

“Wait, I’m supposed to tell you how I feel.”

“What?” Iclynn giggles looking up at him.

“Yeah, I’m not grounded, but I have to be honest with you. Iclynn, I want to be your boyfriend, but can we play the friends card in front of my parents for a bit?”

“That’s fine by me. And I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

“Icy and Ari take the world.”

“Let’s start with Boston first,” she smiles pulling him down to her. “So we’re not going on a date for awhile?”

“We can drive until there’s no service.”

“Dance in your headlights?” he gives her a nod, kissing on her lips. “Is this why everyone thought we were dating? Like we’ve done that.”

“Shh…Icy, let’s just kiss a bit.”

“Okay, you staying the night? No sex.”

“Ugh, if I have to. I’ll make an excuse to stay. Maybe sneak out.”

“I can make sure that Illiana is in the other room. Or same bed. Whatever.”

“Less talking. More kissing.”

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Brooks Baizen is just pushing his luck 🤦🏻‍♀️ can’t help but wonder what he’s up too while Annie is gone…

Like I know brooks is dealing with his own shit but like.. he’s a dick. I did happen to notice that the triplets failed to mention a certain someone coming along on the Hamptons trip🤔😏

They did fail to mention that…let’s take a look at where Otto is at in the Hamptons. How he’s feeling and if his time alone has done him any good. But also…when Annie found out he would be there

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Have Fun

Summary: Annie and the girls head to the Hamptons.

Pairings: Otto X Story, Iclynn/Illiana/Daisy X Annie

Rating: mild

Warnings: drug use (marijuana), mild language, sex talk, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1K

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Otto takes a long drag from his joint as he stares out at the horizon. A few days had turned into two weeks, and still he didn’t feel any more up to heading back to Boston. Had no desire to see the outside world, and just wanted to be holed up in his family’s vacation house, left alone.

He kept up with work remotely, even if his dad told him to take some actual time off, but Otto hated his mind drifting. He wasn’t sure what was going on with Brooks, he just knew he had no business feeling the way he did about Annie.

Even being out here alone, all it did was make his thoughts wander back to a pretty redhead, and he hated it. He knows he shouldn’t be feeling this way about his brother’s girlfriend, but he couldn’t shake it.

He sits close enough to the edge of the water to where it barely washes up to his feet. Closing his eyes to let the setting sun hopefully wash away his doubts. Hearing his phone ring, he starts to ignore it. Had really thought about letting it go to voicemail, but being here alone, and it being his mother, she’d keep calling until he picked up.

“Hey, Ma,” he drags out. Story rolls her eyes a bit, knowing he was high. He dealt with stress much like Carter did.

“I have a huge favor to ask of you.”

“I don’t like the way that sounds.”

“Well, seeing how you’re already at the Hampton house, and we can’t come up there until later in the week, and it’s your sisters’ and Daisy’s senior spring break, and they want a bit more freedom without us…”

“You want to send three teenage girls with me to watch in the Hamptons while I’m taking a sabbatical?”

“Baby, we’re all coming out there on Wednesday. So you’ll just have them from Saturday, until then. And it’s going to be a big Baizen vacation. If you still need some time away, Mimi and Papa want the estate to themselves, so you can go to their house there. I really wish you’d stay. Z is even bringing Veda and Rosie,” it doesn’t take Otto much convincing. He would have done it anyways. But a vacation with Brooks is one of the last things he wants.

“So you’ll keep the girls out of trouble?”

“Wait wait, is Raiden bringing Birdie Mae?” Story softly answers with a yes, and Otto runs his hand down his face, “Where’s Arlo going for spring break?”

“He’s riding with Zephyr and the girls, and bunking with him.”

“I don’t like her dating.”

“She’s eighteen and could do a lot worse than Arlo Adler.”

“They had sleepovers together already.”

“They were babies! Your dad won’t be able to sleep with them in the same house together,” Story giggles. “He said he’s gonna have to teach Aslan to sit outside Iclynn’s door.”

“Can he quit getting German Shepard’s and naming them literary names that start with an A?” the two do some random catching up, before bidding adieu. Story just happy she gets to see her first baby a bit. She didn’t like any of them getting older.

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Annie takes a long look out the window, her old friends singing and giggling to whatever pop song is on, but her mind is far away. Thinking about everything that had transpired with Brooks, and she was nearly at her breaking point.

Unhappy, under appreciated, and either ignored or in a huge fight with Brooks. She didn’t know what to do, but finish the semester and go back to Boston. She missed everyone, and found herself forgetting who she was more and more each day.

“Annie!” Illiana throws a Twizzler at her, giddy with laughter. “Where are you?”

“Just thinking.”

“I hate to ask, because your boyfriend is my brother, but did he fuck you stupid or something?” Daisy’s mouth drops open, while Iclynn hides her face. “You’re just getting started Icy, you’ll know one day. Well, maybe one day I’ll know. I’ve got to date older men. How is it?”

“Can we change the subject?” Daisy throws her head back on the seat, hoping that Illiana doesn’t continue this.

“Are you still scared of a dick?”

“Oh. My. God! I’m not scared, they’re just…no, I don’t want one near me. Much less inside of me. No! And it looks like it’s gonna hurt.”

Illiana shrugs, popping a candy in her mouth, “At first, huh, Icy? Just how big is Arlo?”

“We haven’t had sex,” Iclynn rolls her eyes. It wasn’t a lack of trying on her part, not to mention, she was in fact terrified. “I just…”

“You put that shit in your mouth, huh?”

“Ills!” Daisy finally shouts at her. “I don’t want to talk about Arlo’s penis, or what Icy is doing with it.”

“Arlo’s penis? Penis? Call it a dick.”

“Quit talking about my boyfriend’s cock!”

“Oop,” Illiana puts her hand over her mouth, and even Daisy starts laughing right along with her.

“Wait,” Annie finally realizes where they’re going. Her eyes going between all of them, “How did you get Carter and Jax agree to letting you be away from them and in the Hamptons for spring break?”

“Otto’s there. He’s been there a couple weeks now. He said he’s hiring a captain to take the boat out. So all day in the sun. And I bet if Icy does her pouty face, he’ll let us drink,” she raises her eyebrows at Annie, and even Daisy and Iclynn. “And no real adults until Wednesday. Otto doesn’t count. He’s the fun brother.”

The girls continue to giggle, but Annie grabs up her phone, giving a quick text to Brooks to let him know Otto would be there.

“Should have known you’d run to him,” he responds.

“I can come back. I didn’t know.”

“Don’t bother. Have fun.”

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Otto has absolutely no chill 😂

i’m extra missing The Dudes because of the Otto, Annie, and Brookie drama that is brewing 🥹 now i’m imaging a pre-marriage pre-babies scene where a smol Otto is with his dudes while they hang out with Lo, Kira, and Eva and Otto is just giving the girlies the nitty gritty of how Bwade and Hawwy used him to get girls and both men are just absolutely mortified (with Hawwy being terrified because he knew he’ll be punished by Eva later 😹) so i won’t be sad anymore 😹

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So, just for timeline references, this can't really happen. When Squish is born, Eva/Harry/Kira have only been together for three months. However, Blade and Lo don't get married for another three years. AND Otto is ten when Fable is born. But Squish is a wee babe. And you know that Otto is going to be giving Harry hell. Keep in mind, that Kira and Eva know Otto. They know how he is, and Eva LOVES him.

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You Wosers

Summary: Otto sees Eva and Kira with their puppy

Pairings: Eva/Harry/Kira X Otto/Fable X Blade/Lo

Rating: 😂

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 900

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Otto lays on his belly with Fable as she gets her belly timr. His face completely animated as he giggles at the little girl, and she just can’t contain her excitement at having her buddy with her. Her handles slapping at the floor, and she wiggles trying to get closer to him.

“She stiww can’t cwaw yet, Bwade,” he looks up at his uncle for a moment before back at the little baby. “Fabwe, you awmost got it. Hawwy watch hew.”

Harry gives the little boy a kind smile, nodding his head, “I see. Soon, she’s going to be able to race you, buddy.”

Kira is almost lovestruck seeing Harry watch Otto with Fable. Even though she goes way back with Blade and Harry, she was never privy to how tender he was with the little boy. Seeing a side of Harry she hadn’t before. Even Eva watches the two of them. Unable to decide which one she finds more endearing.

Eva, while she is completely in love with Kira, knows she is falling too fast for Harry. She thought that her and Kira would have some fun, but now he never goes away. He was always there with them, and the thought of him leaving their little apartment, bothers her.

“Eva,” Otto gives a sly smirk at the woman. “What awe you stawing at?”

“The puppy,” she blurts out quickly. “I mean…”

“That makes sense. My mom did say he fowwows Bwade awound wike a wost dog. Is that why the othew giwls nevew stuck?”

“Don’t,” Harry warns quickly. His head shaking back and forth, as that mischievous Otto grin pulls up higher on his face. “Your uncle started it!”

“What’s going on?” Kira asks a bit confused.

“Uncy Bwade and Uncy Hawwy wewe a bit usewess without me. Couwdn’t tawk to girws to save theiw wives. Awways begging my mom and dad to take me to baww games.”

“Blade, your nephew is a narc.”

“So,” Eva crawls into the floor with Otto. Picking up Fable she gives her a boop to her nose, having the little girl entranced, while both Harry and Kira have heart eyes staring at their girlfriend with a baby. “What kind of things did you have to do?”

“Theiw favowite was I’m wost. That’s one they used on Wo.”

“Otto! We’re supposed to be buds,” Blade hisses through his teeth.

“But I think the onwy weason Wo gave Bwade the time of day was because of me. Awways using me to get fitted fow a suit, when in weawity he wanted to see Wo.”

Harry and Blade both sink lower in their seat, but all three girls give both men a soft smile. “Hawwy how come I haven’t got to go on a date with you and youw giwlfwiends?”

“What makes you think I’m dating both,” he asks awkwardly. Unsure how to approach the topic with the little boy.

“Mom said it wouwd take two to make suwe you behaved, and that one was nevew going to be enough fow you.”

Harry knew that Story would find a way to explain his situation with Kira and Eva. Regardless of what anyone thought, Story and him had the utmost respect for the other. A fondness that neither could explain. “He can be kinda annoying, huh?” Eva asks him with a smile. “But I think we’re gonna keep this puppy.”

Both Harry and Kira’s hearts swells with the sentiment, but also in the way that Eva talks about Harry. Harry had begun to think that he was just going to have to resort to being a sex partner. He had no intentions of changing who he was, and he knew he was a bit much. But Eva wanted to keep him, and judging by the sweet smile from Kira, and the way that she adjusts herself to sit in his lap, since Eva’s was occupied. It felt right. Eva knew she couldn’t always be there for Kira. She desired to be a bit babied when she came home. Addicted to touch, and she felt comfortable with Harry, and he was gentle with her. Even those sweet kisses he gives to her neck, watching her soul mate sigh at his touch. Her hand placing his in hers, and demanding him hold her tight. They had found their puppy. And one she wasn’t afraid to share Kira’s body with. One she could see having a family with.

“Eva, you couwd kick Hawwy’s butt couldn’t you?”

“Most definitely.”

“So if he misbehaves, you’ww kick it?”

“She has a few times. Ow,” Harry groans rubbing the back of his head.

“Not in front of the kid,” Blade whispers.

“You got questions?” Eva asks Otto, whose nose turns up in a bit of a snarl. “What?”

“What kinds of questions?”

“About the three of us?”

“Weww, Aiwy, CC, and LP are thwee of them, wight?” she nods her head at him with a big smile. “I don’t have questions with them. Mama said wuv doesn’t awways make sense. But it has to have wespect, and that’s what mattews.”

“No one said anything about love,” Kira giggles. Wiggling herself even more into Harry’s arms.

“Didn’t have to. You wook at each othew like my mom and dad do. Does this mean no mowe I’m wost?”

“There better not be anymore I’m lost!” Lo chimes in.

“Good, that way we can just bet with gushews and bwow pops. I was getting tired of chasing giwls tails for you losews.”

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ARLO GONNA GO GET HIS GIRL

Part 2 to icy and arlo please!!!! Your getting me so excited for 3rd gen

You guys have NO IDEA what's in store for them. Listen, the Baizen's will have a bit of issues. Zephyr is divorced with two girls before he's 26, and he will have full custody. Archer is not a whore, but he pours his life into his job. We know where Brooks and Raiden and Otto are. Iclynn falls for her best friend, Illiana has a love for boys and they them, but changes immediately with Dean, and...he surprises her and makes her cry. Eadlin and Fauna don't have much drama, but a Drysdale will finally marry a Barnes between those two. Audriana, well, our celebrity falls for an older...much older, like 17 years older who is an actor, but he wants her to keep it a secret....

Arlo and Icy aren't really too dramatic. But we did leave them kinda talking about him going to the treehouse. That damn treehouse, Carter is going to cut the whole thing down one day. Posie, Otto, Zephyr, Brooks, and Iclynn all lose their virginity in that damn treehouse.

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Be Honest

Summary: Arlo talks to his parents

Pairings: Beau/Arleigh X Arlo

Rating: 🥹

Warnings: language, mentions of Iclynn’s sexual harassment, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.1K

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Beau paces around the cabin living room trying to come up with a way to talk to his son who just sits on the dock, staring out at the lake. Arleigh, mindlessly starting to cut up vegetables unsure of what actually happened.

“And he said nothing? Was he ugly to you?” Beau asks, his eyes finally looking over at his tiny wife, wishing his kids were babies all over again. Things were easier when they were babies.

“He didn’t say anything, and he wasn’t ugly. He was short. Beau, it’s that kid.”

“I know,” Beau says, hands on his hips, eyes going back to his son. He knows he didn’t fit in at the stuffy school. He worked, and didn’t put his focus on academics. “How is this kid? Is this coming back to bite us? Like what’s going on?”

“He has a broken nose,” Arleigh sighs. “This isn’t Arlo. You know our son. You know he wouldn’t do that for no reason. And, that stupid kid had it coming to him. He hates Arlo. He always singled him out.”

“Alright. We’re talking to him,” Beau steps out of the house, and opts to walk all the way down to the dock. Not even needing to say anything, and Arlo knows it’s time for him to face his parents. Contemplating on if it’s best to be strong and silent, or if he needs to divulge everything.

Solemn the two men walk into the cabin, and Arleigh has to take a deep breath, because her baby boy who was so adamant about being naked, had surpassed his father’s build. A bit taller, but definitely thicker. Looking more like a man, than her son.

“What happened?” Beau asks, trying to sound stern, but he really wants to get into Arlo’s head. Wants to know what’s going on, but then Arlo shrugs. “Son…”

“No, that asshole had it coming to him. Him and the rest of the boys were in the locker rooms bragging about the girls they had sex with this weekend, and then he started talking about Iclynn.”

“Well, seeing how you won’t be honest about your feelings, it’s no wonder she dated someone else,” Arlo stares hard at his dad. His jawline pulsing with how hard he’s clenching his teeth. “You don’t get a say on who she has sex with.”

“They didn’t have sex! But it’s how he was talking about her. Bragging about how he…and then he just was going to walk away. Using her just for sex. Calling Illiana a whore in the process. He was disgusting and vile, even if they had sex. And they didn’t. Then he started talking about me. I’m tired of him. He can say what he wants about me, but not them. They didn’t ask for that. He has no right.”

“Wait,” Beau starts, taking a deep breath, as he thinks about his words. “He was bragging about taking her virginity, and then admitting he was done with her?”

“Yes! And Iclynn said that he just shoved his hands down her pants, on their one date. She had to punch him, too.”

Beau’s face turns up in a bit of a smile. Completely unfazed by his son defending the Baizen girls honor. “Dad?”

“The same kid who calls you farm boy? And the scholarship charity?” Arlo nods his head. “Fine, you’ll deal with your suspension. But at home, you’ll just go to work with me.”

“Beau?” “Dad?”

“No, Bun, I’ve taught my boys to protect the ladies in our lives. And let’s face it, this one, is a lovesick fool when it comes to Iclynn. Walker had it coming to him. He’s pushed Arlo their whole school careers. Does Carter and Story know about this?”

Arlo shakes his head no, “She doesn’t want to tell them. She said she took care of it. She’s more concerned with what he’s saying about Illiana.”

Beau nods his head a few times, “Arlo, it’s her choice. But you know her, did she seem upset about that?” Arleigh asks. “I don’t want to involve ourselves, but he had no right. Carter can be a bit extreme when it comes to his kids and family though. Maybe if she talked to her mom? Her Mimi? You?”

“I was kinda wanting to go to see her,” he gives them a sheepish grin, raising his shoulders a bit. “We didn’t really get to talk that much. She’s a bit disappointed in me.”

“You can go, but,” Beau squares up with his son. Wanting him to be completely honest with Iclynn, because he remembers falling for his best friend as well, and the pain it could cause his son, scares him. He doesn’t want Arlo to have the years that he did. “I want you to be honest with her. You tell her point blank, how you feel. Do not hold back, hell, kiss the girl if she wants you to. You’ve hardly dated anyone, and after the first date you make an excuse as to what’s wrong, and you’re basically saying because she’s not Iclynn.”

“Right, be honest. Kiss her.”

“You understand that if you date her, these nights at the treehouse, they won’t be happening anymore right?” Arleigh asks her son. “I don’t know how you got Carter and Story to agree to that.”

“Illiana, Daisy, and usually Annie was there?”

“Go. You tell Iclynn how you feel,” Beau repeats himself. “And if she doesn’t reciprocate, I’m sorry, but it’s time to be just her friend. Don’t pine after a girl who only sees you as a friend. I know. I’ve been there.”

“With her mother,” Arleigh giggles. She grabs her husband’s hand, and weaves her own in his. “He’s right. Be honest. What’s the worse that can happen? You get that kiss that causes fireworks, the birds to sing, lightning bugs to fly around you, and swearing you can hear angels sing? Your dad is right be honest.”

“Will you actually let me leave to be honest?” he smirks knowing that the honesty part has already passed, and now he gets to just be with his best friend, and let happen what will happen. Giddy that he didn’t have to beg to see her.

“Right. Go, but, be home for bedtime. I’m sure the Baizen’s will feed you.”

“Okay. Don’t wait up,” Arleigh narrows her eyes at him. “Things are really changing after this, huh?”

“They have to. You can’t just spend the night with your high school girlfriend anymore.”

“We’re not dating yet. Let me be honest,” with a final wave he jogs out to his truck. He’ll be honest with his parents later.

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Hahahahahah someone’s gonna kick brooks ass and it’s probably his little sisters.

More of the Baizen brothers and Annie drama please? ☹️

This is going to get worse before it gets better...you guys know that right? So, Otto is feeling some strong attraction and them some towards Annie. Him being blatantly honest with his dad about why he's never had a real relationship, but just dated. He's so scared of becoming like Andy and Dayton, but also terrified that he's falling for Annie. Her being with Brooks is a complication, and he thinks her being nineteen and him thirty is a complication. Let me remind you, there's more going on in Brooks' head. He's also now turning to substance abuse, and...

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Clear Her Head

Summary: the triplets kidnap Annie

Pairings: Brooks X Annie

Rating: mature

Warnings: explicit language, drug use, implied infidelity, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.4K

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Annie stands outside hers and Brooks’ apartment, in a way, dreading to go in. She had a tiny glimmer of the old Brooks while Otto had been there. He had drank a bit more, but he was kind, he paid attention to her, and he came home early.

The week after Otto left, it was misery. Back to how things were. Random things out of place on her side of the closet. Finding a few of Brooks’ things oddly in the guest room, and she needed a break. A break from school, and most definitely a break from him. She didn’t expect college to be easy, but she also didn’t expect to be so far away from her family and friends, while a distance was growing between her and Brooks.

Opting to spend most her time with the Baizen/Teller triplets. Annie fit right in with Iclynn, Illiana, and Daisy, and she missed them. Missed then simplicity of staying up late at night in the treehouse, or riding around in someone’s car, while they sang obnoxious pop songs at the top of their lungs. New York had no need for a car, except for Brooks’ constant use for a driver.

She gives an eye roll before walking into the house. Her eyes drifting over the apartment, and feeling like something was off. The guest bedroom door open, and a pot of boiling water on the stove, and no Brooks.

Annie gets a sick ping in her stomach as she rushes to turn off the stove. Walking slowly into the apartment, almost thinking that someone could be in here with her. Walking quietly into the bedroom, and she swears she didn’t see what she thought she seen. Brooks leaned over on the bathroom counter. Standing up he sniffles a bit. His hand messing with his nose when he finally catches a glimpse of her.

“Brooks what’re you doing?”

He takes a long sniff, staring at her blankly, trying to find the best excuse. “Nothing,” she walks closer to the bathroom, and spots a mirror, and a rolled up bill in his hand. “This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Why is the guest bedroom always open?”

“Why the fuck does it need to be closed Analey? What is your deal with the fucking guest room? This is my goddamn apartment. I should be able to do whatever I want.”

“You can’t even look at me,” Brooks rolls his eyes going to walk past her. “Brooksie, look at me!”

“Why? It’s not like I don’t see you every fucking day. I sleep in the bed with you every night. Wake up with you every day. It’s getting a bit monotonous here,” she gives him an annoyed laugh, ignoring the constant ringing on her phone. “What? Enlighten me what’s so fucking funny.”

“You’re the one who asked me to move to New York with you. Changed my college of choice, so I could live with you, and now you’re tired of seeing me everyday? What did you think this was going to be?”

“And still couldn’t make you change you stupid damn major. Speech pathologist, really? You and everyone else in the Otto Baizen fan club. More like Otto White. You know my dad, mine, adopted him. His dad really fucked my mom up. Goddammit everything is about him. He’s not even working for Blood Like Wine and he offered help. I don’t need fucking I’m help, I’m Brooks Sirius fucking Baizen. A real Baizen, baby. Bred to perfection.”

“You’re disgusting. That’s your brother,” he grabs her arm glaring at her. “I suggest you drop my arm, right now.”

“Where are you going? Running back to Boston? Going to be Otto’s slut? That’s what you want, huh? He’ll use you for a month and move on.”

Annie phone rings again, and she doesn’t have to look to know who it is calling. The first call had been Daisy, the current was Illiana. “What is your hang up with Otto? You used to look up to him?”

“Saw him for who he really is,” he shrugs. “Golden Boy my ass, even Lydia knows Otto doesn’t deserve to have my last name,” a new call comes in to Annie’s phone being Iclynn, and he slams his hand on the counter, “Would you answer the fucking phone?”

“No, we’re talking. They can wait. There’s a reason that you didn’t go to your other grandparents house. Don’t believe a word that vile woman tells you. You even said yourself that Archer is her favorite. You’re not an investment banker. She doesn’t see dollar signs in your eyes. Don’t look for approval from people who don’t care about you. Talk to me! This isn’t you. Whatever you were doing in the bathroom, wasn’t you.”

“What’re you gonna do? Call mommy? She gonna arrest me? She doesn’t have jurisdiction in this state, Annie. I’m working nonstop and the Adderall wasn’t helping,” he slams his hand on the counter when a knock comes on his door. “It’s about damn time for my food.”

Walking over to the door, he slings it open to be greeted with his two sisters, and cousin. The three of them looking over towards Annie, but it’s Iclynn that notices her blotchy skin. Sees the red rimmed eyes. And she knows she heard arguing, if only for a moment.

“We’re here to rescue you!” Illiana squeals, “Hey bub, we’re kidnapping your girlfriend, because we need her. We’re headed to the Hampton house for the week. Everyone else will be there after a few days.”

“Yeah, mom mentioned it,” Brooks deadpans, jumping in front of his sister to stop her from going into his bedroom, “Where are you going?”

“To pack Annie some clothes. Annie, lots of bathing suits. We’re staying at the smaller house cause it’s just us. Mimi and Papa are staying in Boston, in an empty estate. Lucy and Chris are going to India. Why are you standing there,” Illiana turns to look at her. Iclynn and Daisy had sat on the couch, knowing that no one told Illiana no when she made up her mind.

“I mean, you’re my size, we’re not quite the same style. But…could you help.”

“I don’t need to go to the Hamptons.”

“I think it’s a great idea. School has stressed you out. I’m working on another big client I’ll be gone a lot. You don’t want to spend your off time here,” walking into their bedroom, he throws a suitcase onto the bed. “I’ll give you my card, and you can buy what you want.”

“Or,” Illiana starts, walking into the closet she grabs a few dresses, shorts, shirts, and hoodies to toss in the suitcase, “She lets us take care of it, because Iclynn has daddy’s card. Apparently she’s more responsible.”

“I am!”

“She is. She really is. Brookie, you coming the last few days? Audi has been missing you. She slept in the bed with mom and dad crying and saying you hadn’t FaceTimed her,” Brooks feels guilty. He promised her every night. And hadn’t even done one night, and ignored her own calls. “She’s it, bub. She’s the last Baizen. Oh this is cute.”

Annie looks at the dress confused, before turning to glare at Brooks, “I just bought it for you the other day.”

“The tag is missing,” Illiana states confused.

“Well, if I leave them on there, she wants to take them back. It’ll be a nice yacht dress,” Annie wants to tell him no. That everything he said was a lie, but having her friends there, she opts not to. Reserving that for when she returns.

“Packing was easy. Ooh! Toiletries.”

“I’ll get it! Just go, raid the pantry or something. Annie, come get your things.”

“You got some freaky stuff in there don’t you?” Illiana smiles winking at him. “Don’t really wanna know because you’re my brother and it’s weird you’re dating my friend. But say no more. I need something spicy! Annie, ten minutes, we need to hit the road.”

Annie slowly gathers her things while Brooks cleans up his mess from earlier. Fighting the want to cry, because she doesn’t trust him alone. “Annie, have fun,” he says leaning over the vanity. “I mean it. Have fun. I’m trying.”

“For you or for us,” she says tossing the toiletries into her luggage. “This is is Brookie. I’m not living like this. I won’t. I’ll see you in a week.”

“Love ya.”

“I love you, Brooks,” she wants to scream at him for the casual way he says goodbye. His former self would have walked her to the car. This self stay in the apartment while he gave her a weak goodbye kiss. Being in the Hamptons was just what she needed to clear her head. She couldn’t wait.

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It would be a real shame if something happened to John walker… like if he got hit by a semi

ICY & ARLO ! Pleaaassseeee 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

So I wasn’t sure which age you were referring to...so I went with teenagers 😂 just because they seriously are the sweetest.  They’re besties first, and have been their whole life.  It wasn’t until much later in their life...14 for Arlo, and 17 for Iclynn that they developed a crush...

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I Don’t Want You To

Summary:  Arlo gets suspended

Pairings:  Arlo Adler X Iclynn Baizen

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  language, fighting, John Walker being a pig, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.5K

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“So how was it?” a boy pushes at John Walker’s shoulder as Arlo walks into the locker room. Not even paying the usual football team any mind. Always talking about girls. Always talking about taking what they want and leaving. He hates having this class with them.

“It was so fucking easy,” John gives his buddies a laugh.

One pokes up from tying his shoes, “Which one?”

“Everyone knows Illiana is a slut and will fuck anything with a dick,” John laughs, and Arlo finally glances up at him scowling, and none of them pay him any mind. “But I like the ice princess. Completely virginal. Had her crying on just one finger,” he lifts up his finger and wiggles it around. “Not even that thick. Can you imagine how she choked my cock. Daddy’s little princess, she’s not so sweet anymore. Made a mess in my truck. I couldn’t help it I stretched her so much she bled.”

“Say her fucking name, you dipshit,” Arlo peers up at John through his lashes. Every word spitting out at him.

“Oh, you mad you didn’t get to split that shit open farm boy? Just got her fucking ready for you, if you ever have the balls to take the plunge. Course, if you just wanna get your dick wet, I’m sure the sister will suck you off.”

Arlo charges towards John, shoving him up against the locker, “Say her name!”

“Your best friend. What’s her name? I forgot. Didn’t care past her cunt. You should have seen her crying and begging me to stop and then to keep going,” Arlo punches him in the face, and watches his body fall to the floor. Moving over him to pound into him over and over again.

The other boys yell and try to get him off of John to no avail, until the coach gets in there. “Adler!” Arlo steps back, but still glares at John’s bloodied body. “What’s going on?”

“He started it!” John screams, as Arlo turns and walks to the headmasters office. Sitting and waiting on his punishment. Even when his mom comes into the office, he’s silent and solemn. Offering no explanation.

“Arlo!” Arleigh rushes after her son as he stomps through the parking lot. “Arlo Everett Adler, what happened?”

“Nothing,” his eyes fixed on the ground, hand on the door. “Can I go home now?”

“We’re talking about this later. Me, your dad, and you. You don’t do this. This isn’t you.”

“I’ll see you at home,” his voice flat and with no emotion as he jumps into his old Ford. Getting home, and he goes straight to barn to saddle up Jack. Never speaking to his horse like he normally does, just jumps on and rides through the property.

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Iclynn pulls into the Adler homestead in her baby blue Ford Falcon. Her hoodie hanging over her hands, holding it nervously with her fingers, and she’s thankful she sees Arlo’s truck, but with a look into the barn, she knows he’s not here.

She walks over to their tree swing, sitting on the old wood, and barely rocks it around. Sage and Clover staring at her through the fence, while Tulip pushes his ball over to her, “Not today buddy.”

She sits a moment staring at them, and tries to laugh through her tears. “I really screwed up. Arlo told me not to go on a date with that asshole. It was just nice having someone pay attention to me, instead of Ills.”

Continuing her conversation with the animals, Arlo and Jack return and he stares at the back of his best friend. Her head pointing to the ground, and looking completely defeated. In that moment, he decided everything that John said must be true, and she needs him. Clicking his tongue he rides behind the house, slightly tying Jack up, making sure he has water and sweet feed, “I’ll put you up in a minute, buddy.”

He walks up behind Iclynn, and gives the swing a little push.

“Ari,” her voice whispers out, unable to look at him. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“I’d do it again.”

“Why?”

He pushes her over on the wood, and squeezes himself beside her. Facing the opposite direction, so he can look at her. “You not going to look at me?”

“You hate me.”

“No I don’t. I hate what you did, but…”

“What I did?” she looks up at him, her big blue eyes rimmed in red, and she looks confused. “What did I do?”

“John is talking all about it. Bragging. That disgusting piece of shit. He got what was coming to him. And if bragging about you wasn’t enough, he started in on Illiana.”

“Bragging about what?”

“Princess, he took your virginity,” she shakes her quickly. Repeating no over and over again.

“No, he tried. He wouldn’t get off of me. Shoved his hands down my pants and I punched him. Bastard grabbed ahold of his nose cussing me. I made him bleed,” she huffs out a laugh, and then starts crying again. “He said we had sex?”

“He was disgusting.”

“Ari, I promise, we didn’t. He…he tried. He wasn’t going to stop, so I had to stop him. And…oh my god,” she starts hyperventilating, and then remembers what else he said. “What did he say about Illiana?”

“That she was easy.”

“I’ll kill him.”

“Princess, stop. I…that’s why I did what I did. Asshole can’t…he touched you?” she nods her head, having to look away. “Bastard. I’ll,” her arm wraps around his waist and she lays her head on his shoulder.

“Come on. Let’s get in the lake,” standing up, he takes off his shirt, throwing it on the ground, and Iclynn takes a gulp, looking away. Thinking she shouldn’t find her best friend as attractive as she does. “Come on.”

“I don’t have a bathing suit.”

“You wearing panties and a bra? They black like they always are?” she tilts her head to the side, and gives him a weak smile, “I know they are. How many times have you bought underwear with me? Come on.”

“Ari,” her voice whines out. Without asking he picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and starts the walk to the dock. “Arlo Adler, you put me down right now. Arlo!”

“Nope. You’re swimming.”

“It’s gonna be cold.”

“Who cares,” placing her off his shoulder, he kicks his boots off. Undoing his belt, he jerks his pants down, and Iclynn inadvertently licks her lips. He had begun to get thick. Tall like his dad, but built like Curtis. Broad shoulders, and the prettiest v line on his hips. “Iclynn Blade Baizen, either you take that baggy hoodie off, and jump in, or I’ll throw you in with all your clothes on.”

She finally begins to undress. And when she’s just down to her underwear, he grabs her up, jumping in the lake with her. The two swim and splash around, waiting until they’re winded before stopping. “Thanks, Ari.”

“You’re welcome, princess,” the only person besides her brother Otto, and her dad that gets away with using that name, is Arlo. Bashfully she looks away. Her mouth constantly going under the water, as she tries to stay afloat.

“Come here,” pulling at her arm, he holds her on him, “You know for someone who has traveled the world, been to all these countries with water. You suck at swimming.”

“Or maybe,” she brings a hand to rest on his chest. Taking a deep inhale, and chickening out. “Never mind.”

“Icy, what is it?”

“You’re my best friend.”

“That’s never going to change.”

The two wade in the water silently, contemplating what Arlo had just said. “Never?” she asks, her eyes darting down to look at his lips, inching closer to him.

“Never.”

“We can’t go back from this,” she whispers, and he shivers at the thought. He’s never wanted anything more than this. The years of falling asleep outside on a blanket. ‘Camping’ in her parents front yard while they told ghost stories. Riding around and listening to classic rock. Arlo always the one that could make her smile when she hated having her last name.

“I know,” he tells her. “I don’t want to,” she quickly slots her lips against his, the two of them moaning into the other. He swims over to the dock, before lifting them both up. Laying over top of her, and feeling her the way he’s wanted to for years.

She pushes up on his chest, smiling when his hair drips down on her face. “Can we…I wanna have a sleep over in the treehouse.”

“We’re not in a rush.”

“We’ve just had eighteen years to prepare for this, Ari.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m grounded.”

“I’m pretty sure you know how to sneak off. You have before.”

“Icy, this slumber party is different,” she bites at her lip, and he leans over to kiss her kiss swollen pout.

“I promise, nothing happened with me and John.”

“That wouldn’t stop me, princess. Can I at least take you on a date?”

“A date?” she giggles up at him, her hands holding on to his hips, and she yearns to pull him closer to her. “I’ve been staying in the treehouse. It’s quieter there. No one would ever know. Please.”

“Let me see what kind of trouble I’m in first. Maybe.”

“You didn’t say no.”

“I won’t be able to stop.”

“I don’t want you to.”

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Sweet chonky mamas boy🥺🥰

Feel free to ignore this but I thought I would ask. I’m getting ready to have a chunky little boy of my own and I was wondering if we could see something between Story and Raiden? Just some fluff between momma and her huge little man. I love your stories!

Oh!! I’m just curious have you picked out any names? No pressure, I just love baby names.  I think that’s why there’s always babies in fics.  There really is something special about Story and Raiden’s relationship. She has a special one with all her kids, but hers and Raiden’s is very tender, and blatantly honest sometimes. I’ve been needing some fluff, it’s been heavy over here.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Baby Mine

Summary:  sweet big big baby Raiden

Pairings:  Story X Raiden

Rating:  🥺

Warnings:  beebs, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1K

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It was like Story knew before she knew that Raiden was going to be her last boy. She had cherished every second of this pregnancy. Even when her belly became stretched much sooner than with her previous children. Becoming all belly, quickly.

She took an indefinite hiatus from writing, focusing on her children, and enjoying her gigantic bump, that kept knocking into everyone. More than once hearing her dad fuss at the baby, “Story!” he’d scream as she bumped his back again. Her big blue eyes turning up when she laughs at him.

“If this is our future, you’ve got a giant and clumsy kid.”

She would rub over her belly a bit, smiling down at her bump, “I hope so. I hope he’s so clumsy, and needs me to kiss all his boo boos.”

“After this one you’re done?”

“Daddy, we don’t have our girl.”

“What the hell? Tweedle Dum, do you have to look at her when she says daddy?” while Carter just about tucks his tail and runs with a little Brooks in his arms, Story giggles at him. “I’m serious, Story book, I’m the daddy.”

“Carter is too. The daddy of my kids. You’re being ridiculous.”

She was only slightly afraid of needing a c-section. Hoping that his big head would fit. Terrified that the cesarean would shorten how many kids she could possibly have.

But when it came time for her to deliver him, he was the easiest labor. The nurse laid him on her chest, and she couldn’t even look at Carter who was just holding a kiss on her head as his own eyes looks at their big baby. This most perfect little boy with the biggest cheeks trying to open his eyes and look at her. “Carter,” the only thing she can whisper out as she holds him.

Not making a peep until the nurse removed him from her chest, and even Story cried right along with him. Neither stopping until he was returned, “I don’t think we need to show you how to nurse do we?” she shakes her head no, and he latches on immediately.

His large hand wraps around her perfect pink manicure, and if wasn’t her husband and four other boys, she would say she’d never seen anything more beautiful. His head full of the blackest curls.

She finally looks up at Carter with a sleepy smile, “He looks like your baby pictures, Baizen.”

He never tires of her calling him that. A sign that she was happy and in a good mood, “He does. I think his cheeks are a bit bigger.”

“Don’t let him lie to you. Your daddy was a chonky baby, too.”

And his belly grew quickly. Gaining weight rapidly, while Story struggled to keep any breast milk frozen. All the kid wanted to do was eat. Those big silvery blue eyes that reminded her of her husband, and his rotund belly that poked out of his diaper.

Being an August baby like herself, and growing too quickly for his clothes, he was always in just a diaper.

That belly always poking out after he was a bit milk drunk. She would wipe his mouth clean, and then couldn’t take it anymore. Her hand would rub over his sweet big belly, “Baby mine, don’t you cry,” she would start singing as his eyes drift closed. “Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head, close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine.”

He’d give her a smile, eyes already closed, and she’d poke a pink finger in his one dimple. So many of her family members only had the one, and right now, his was the sweetest.

Raiden got so used to his belly being rubbed, he couldn’t relax without it. And no one rubbed his belly like his mama. She never had to ask if he was tired. As a baby, unable to walk, he’d tap on his belly blubbering out Ma. When he could walk, that shirt was being pulled up as he took wobbly steps to her.

Crawling in her lap, he’d just place her hand on his belly. She wouldn’t even have to look at him, and that hand was giving him his belly rubs. With a squeaky, “Mama,” he’d pull at her chin for a sloppy kiss.

“Mama, I did not kiss you like that,” a five-year-old Raiden flips through his photo album with his mom as she tells him how he was.

“Yes you did baby. You would pull my chin and just kissed me with your mouth wide open. Drool and everything.”

“Nu-uh. I did not,” she flips the next page to show Raiden with his mouth open on hers. “I was eating you,” he crosses his arms over his chest giving a little pout.

“You were kissing me. No one else but Mimi wanted kisses from you because of the baby drool.”

“How old was I?”

“You were one and a half years old.”

“Do I kiss better now?” Story turns to him puckering up her lips, and he gives her a quick smooch before flopping back on the couch. “Well?”

“No drool, see?”

“You let me do that?”

“You were a baby, Raiden. I wasn’t going to just give my baby’s kisses away. Those were for mommy,” he gives her quick pout flipping the next page. “What’s that?”

“You and Birdie Mae.”

Raiden pulls the album closer getting a better look, “That is a little baby. Who’s baby is that?”

“That is you and Birdie Mae,” he looks at her in disbelief, and she giggles, flipping to another page of him and Brooks.

“What is that?”

“Brookie.”

“No, he’s older than me.”

“Raiden, you were a hoss. A big boy. My chunker. The chonkiest of babies.”

“Ahh! Why is my mouth of your beebs! What is that?”

Story takes a deep breath looking at him, “I breastfed you. Like I’ve done with your sisters.”

“Why?”

“Because, it is natural. Because it’s good for you. Because it’s good for me. Because I could. Not everyone can. You did about suck me dry. We had to put you on baby food before any of the other kids.”

“Who else put their mouth on your beebs?”

“Just my babies,” Story says starting to close the book.

“Am I going to have big big babies?”

“Your wife may,” his face scrunches up in concentration as he thinks about that. “Don’t even go there.”

“Burd-Dee is much smaller than me.”

“Go play.”

“Mama?” Story smiles at her biggest baby, and he starts to lift her arm. His other arm raising his shirt as he leans back poking his belly out. “I need belly rubs.”

“You sleepy?” he nods his head at her, “You need Dumbo?”

“Only if you sing Baby Mine.”

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CARTER BAIZEN SUPREMACY.

Anytime, Son

Summary: Otto gets honest with Carter

Pairings: Otto X Carter

Rating: 😭😭

Warnings: language, mild mentions o domestic abuse, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.8K

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