#🧡SteamDiesel💙

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The Beginning-A South Park AU x F.o.E AU Fanfic Chapter 1

Warnings: Cursing, use of “queer” derogitorially, Brit abuse

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Enjoy this mess.

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The Sutton family were waiting at the first train station that vistitors arrive at when they come from the mainland. A class of twenty fourth graders were coming to the island for a fieldtrip, so they could see different jobs than they were used to. Alex had been checking and rechecking the lists of who was in who’s group, making sure all twenty kids were accounted for. “Alex, pup, calm down. All the kids have been put into the correct groups.” D.T said, rubbing his husband’s back. Alex sighed as the train pulled up to the station.

The kids and their teacher filed off the train. “Hello everyone! Welcome to the Island of Sodor! I’m Alex Sutton, this is my husband, D.T Sutton, our four sons, Donald, Douglas, Dash, and Bash, Donald’s partner, Jamie, and Doulas’ partner, Emily!” Alex said, showing off his huge family. A fat boy wearing a red jacket and a blue and teal pompom hat scoffed. “Who cares? Let’s get on with this stupid trip.” the boy said, and Alex didn’t react, ignoring the rude boy.

“Yes, let’s get on to the groups. With my sons Dash and Bash, are Clyde Donovan, Dogpoo Petuski, Scott Malkinson, and Bebe Stevens. With Emily and Douglas, are Terrance Mephesto, Timmy Burch, Jimmy Valmer, and Wendy Testaburger. With Donald and Jamie, are Phillip Pirrip, Damien Thorn, Tolkien Black, and Heidi Turner. With D.T, are Tweek Tweak, Craig Tucker, Butters Scotch, and Kenny McCormick. Lastly, with me, are Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Eric Cartman, and Wolf Osbert. Does anyone need me to repeat the groups?”

All the students shook their heads, then got into their groups. “Alright class, just remember, we have to be back here by five o’clock tonight, so we can catch the plane home, ok?” Mr. Garrison, the teacher, said. The class nods again.

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Well, no one was quite sure how it happened, but Donald and Jamie lost Phillip and Damien, while D.T and Alex had lost their whole groups! So, the four were frantically searching for the missing kids, hoping to find them before it was after five. Where were the boys? They had been dragged away by Eric, to go and “do something more fun than listening to those queers”. By fun, Eric meant exploring the abandoned mine on Sodor.

“This was a stupid idea, fatass. We’re gonna miss the plane home.” Wolf scoffed. The Canadian had only gone along with the group to make sure Damien didn’t get mad and commit arson, or turn an innocent person into something monsterous. “Wolf’s right, lads, we’re going to miss the train back to the mainland!” Pip squeaked. “Shut up, ya stupid Brit!” Eric snapped. “We’ll be back before then.”

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Hehe, crossover time, with slow burn gay relationships, and Alex trying to be a father to fourteen kids.

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Family of Enchantment Goes to The Beach

Alex is the worried parent who makes sure EVERYONE is wearing sunscreen.

Dash and Bash hold competitions between themselves to see who can do certain things faster(ex. run into the water, swim to shore, touch the bottom of the lake/ocean first)

Donald and Jamie wade in the shallows and try to find cool trinkets.

Douglas and Emily float on their backs together like otters.

D.T and Alex make intricate sand sculptures together.

After lunch, Alex gives each pair(Donald/Jamie, Douglas/Emily and Dash/Bash) $20 to go and spend on the boardwalk.

Jamie spends everything trying to win a plush for their puddin'.

Emily and Douglas buy souvenirs for the group.

Dash and Bash buy TONS of sweets.

Alex and D.T get ice cream for themselves. Mint Choco Chip for Alex and Tiger Tail for D.T.

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Sick Day Ep 3: Alex x D.T

Last part! Ft. Grumpy Alex using xe/xem(cause I should really mix up what pronouns I use with him)

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As soon as D.T entered the kitchen, he knew something was wrong with Alex. Xe was standing at the counter, pouring SALT into xer morning coffee. D.T walked over. "Pup, can I have that?" Alex seemed confused. "The..... sugar? Sure, don't know why you'd want it." D.T studied the shaker as Alex handed. Alex had very poor eyesight when xe didn't have xer glasses on, so D.T had custom labels for everything. The label's typing was raised, so Alex could just trace the letters to figure out what the contents were. Dash and Bash like to swap the labels around every so often to mess with their father, but they hadn't done that. The label still read 'salt', in large, bold letters. "Are you feeling well?" D.T asked. "Why wouldn't I be?" "Alex." Alex look at xer husband. "Yes?" D.T sighed. "This isn't sugar. It's salt." Alex grumbled to xemself, pouring the salted coffee down the drain. "Doesn't matter. I'll have coffee when I get to work." Alex grabbed xer crutch and started to get ready to go to Steamworks. "You're not well, aren't you?" D.T had picked up on Alex's behaviours after nine years of marriage. When Alex was sick, xe would become avoidant of people xe knew cared about xem, as xe knew that if xe was around them, xe would accidentally reveal xe wasn't feeling well and would get coddled for the rest of the day. "I'm fine D.T. You should get ready for work too." Alex grumbled, grabbing xer bag. D.T intercepted xem before xem got to the door. "You're staying home today."

It took nearly an hour for D.T to get Alex to rest. Xe fought him every step of the way, and even now, while sitting on the couch, Alex was giving D.T a death glare every time he passed. At least xe wasn't trying to sneak away, like xe did six or seven times prior. This time, when D.T walked towards the couch, Alex was missing. D.T cursed himself for not paying attention and went to go look for Alex.

Alex hadn't left the house. Xe was in a spare room that xe had taken as xer rec-room. Well, it wasn't really a rec-room. It was a sensory room, but calling it that would cause confusion, so Alex just called it xer rec-room. Alex was sitting, wrapped up in a cotton blanket and chewing on a peice of chewable jewelry. It was a necklace with silicone beads and a large silicone fox pendant. Alex kept this one in the freezer of the mini fridge, which xe used to chill water while xe was in there. The cold chew felt nice in xer mouth. Being sick stressed Alex out. It wasn't that fact xe was sick, it was the fact xe couldn't do much. Alex had to stay home and rest. Xe felt like a burden when xe had to rest. A relationship has a balance between give and take and while Alex was sick, xe couldn't help around the house, interrupting the balance. Alex hated when things got interrupted. So, here xe was. In xer sensory room, trying to make xemself feel better about staying home to rest.

D.T sighed, shutting the door to the master bedroom. He couldn't find Alex anywhere. He glanced at the last room, Alex's rec-room. The light was on inside, so that was his best bet. D.T opened the door to the rec-room and there was Alex. Xe was asleep on the floor, wearing a necklace made out of silicone beads and a large fox pendant, which was hanging out of Alex's mouth. D.T smiled, sat down next to Alex and place xer head on his lap.

At least D.T knew how to get Alex from trying to work while sick now.

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This is the end of the Sick Day tri-shot.

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Ferris Wheel Blues: D.T X ALEX FIC

TW: Acrophobia(Heights), Basophobia(Falling), panic attacks and anxiety, s*lf-h*rm

Please be warned

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It was warm outside. Alex and D.T had taken the day off work to spend some time together at a fair. The whole day D.T had been begging Alex to go on the ferris wheel with him. Of course, Alex had been putting it off. "Later dear.", "After this ride.", "After we eat.", and more excuses of the like, until it was nearly the fairs closing time, and Alex couldn't use anymore excuses. D.T beamed as they got into the basket. Alex became extremely tense as the ride powered on.

The first go around was ok. Alex kept his head down on the way up and he seem to get paler as it went down, but everything seemed ok. The second go around, the ride stopped. Alex and D.T where stuck at the top. "Dammit. What the-" D.T started to say before a voice cut him off. "Attention riders. The ferris wheel has malfunctioned. A mechanic will be here as soon as possible. We thank you for your paitents." D.T sighed and looked out the basket. "Huh, I guess we got the best place to stop, right Alex?" D.T paused. "Alex?"

D.T finally looked over at his partner. Alex was sweating beads, pale as paper, and shaking like a leaf. His wings were out. 'Why would he bring his wings out? He can't fly.' D.T thought. Alex gripped his crimson wings and started pulling feathers out, mumbling to himself. "JESUS- Alex! Stop that!" D.T yelped, jumping up from his seat. Alex did stop, but it was just to scream in terror. D.T sat back down as Alex cried. "Je ne veux pas tombé! Je ne veux pas tombé! Arreté! Arreté s'il vous plait!." It was clear at this point that Alex was having a panic attack. His breaths were raggedy and short, he was crying, sweating and still yanking out crimson feathers from his wings. And D.T couldn't help, since trying to move towards Alex would cause him more distress.

It was another 20 minutes until the ride was fixed. D.T managed to talk Alex out of pulling out feathers, but he had turned to rocking and scratching his arms violently. When everything was really quiet, D.T could figure out what Alex was saying. All he was whispering was 'Not again' over and over. Suddenly, the ride jolted to a start. Alex's head shot up and his breathing quicked, if that were even possible. He was crying even harder as the ride repeatedly descended, then stopped, then descended again. As soon as they got off, D.T didn't even let Alex set foot on the ground. Instead, he grab Alex's crutch, scoop him up, and carried him to the car.

"Je suis désolé, D.T" This was the first thing Alex had said since they got off the ride. He had said nothing on the ride home, during dinner or anything. Donald and Douglas were staying with their partners, so they weren't home, but Dash and Bash were, and they seemed very worried about their dad. D.T looked up from brushing Alex's hair. "I don't know a lot of french puppy, but I think that your apologizing to me. Is that correct?" Alex nodded. "You don't need to apologize. It was my fault anyway. If I had noticed that you were trying to avoid going on the ferris wheel out of fear, I wouldn't have made you go on it." D.T said, looking at Alex's wings and arms. His arms weren't bad, he hadn't drawn blood from scratching, but his wings had small bald patches. D.T sighed. "Come on puppy, lets go to bed."

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Alex's mutterings do have a meaning. Be on the look out ;).

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Movie Night

First person D.T movie night fic? First person D.T movie night fic. 

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I smiled as Alex, my husband of nine years, hobbled around the kitchen on his crutch. He was getting everything ready for our sons, Dash, Bash, Donald and Douglas, as well as their lovers, Emily and Jamie, to arrive for the first Sutton Family movie night. Alex had taken the day off to prepare everything, collecting every fluffy blanket in the house, all the pillows from the beds, and getting snacks for everyone. He even spent hours decorating the kitchen table to look like a concession stand. Alex chose a couple movies for everyone to pick from, though most were cheesy romantic comedys. There was a knock on the door and Alex glanced at me, as if to say ‘Go open the door’, and I quickly left the kitchen to go and open the door.

“Hey pa!” It was Dash and Bash. The twins walked into the house, both giving me a hug as they entered. “Where’s dad?” Bash questioned, glancing into the living room to see if Alex was in there. “He’s in the kitchen lads. You two wait out here. Maybe you two should go change into your pyjamas, it is going to be a comfy night.” Dash grabbed Bash’s arm and dragged him to go get changed. There was another knock on the door, I sighed and opened the door. As soon as I opened the door, two sets of arms were thrown around me. “‘Ello pa! How are ya?” Donald laughed, pulling away from me. Douglas did so as well and I welcomed them in. Donald scooped up Jamie and ran off to his room, quickly meantioning going to go change. Emily laughed at the chaos that Donald and Jamie had caused by disappearing so suddenly. “We should probably go get changed as well. See you in a moment pa.” Douglas and Emily walked off down the hallway to Douglas’ room.

Twenty minutes later, everyone was situated around the t.v, and I smiled as Alex explained the basic plot of the movies on the roster. “Puppy, let every decide what movie we should watch before it gets too late.” I commented. Alex’s face turned red and he gave a sheepish laugh. “Your right, what movie do you guys want to watch?” After a few minutes of discussion, every agreed on the movie ‘Love, Simon’, as it was the only one none of them had seen.

By the time the movie was over, everyone except me had fell asleep. Jamie and Donald had fell asleep in a cuddle pile, Emily in Douglas’ lap, Dash and Bash were hugging each other, and Alex had been leaning on my shoulder. At this point, it was futile to try and move everyone into their beds, so I shuffled my position around and layed Alex down on my chest, before relaxing enough to go to sleep.

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Meeting The Parents-A F.o.E Fanfic

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“Donnie, how much longer until we get to your parents house?” Jamie grumbled. Donald laughed at his partners grumpy pout. “It’s onlie ah couple more minotes, sweetheart.” The Scottish twins, Donald and Douglas, were taking their partners, Jamie and Emily, to their parents house for dinner. The house was a couple minutes away from the nearest station, so the group had to walk.

Eventually, they arrived at the house. It was a small, single floor, brick house. Douglas glanced back at their two partners. “Ah, smal’ warnin’ loves. Our othah brothahs are a bi’...odd.” He commented as Donald unlocked the door. Right as the door swung open, a bucket of water was tossed right in Donalds face. “Gah, you stupid little twats!” Donald yelled, as two younger boys laughed. “S-Sorry Don.” One of them said, wheezing from how hard he was laughing. “Boys? What’s goin’ on out there?” A voice called out. Donald sighed “Hey pa, me and Dougie are home.” Everyone walked inside and the two younger lads had finally composed themselves. “Hey, I’m Dash!” the one with cyan hair chriped. “And I’m Bash!” the orange haired one finished. “So, you two are the younger brothers?” Emily commented. “Yep!” the twins chirped.

A man walked out from the kitchen and looked over at Donald in his soaked uniform. “What happened Donald?” he commented. “Ah, ‘bout that. Those little twats chucked a bucket o’ watah on me when I opened tha door.” Donald mumbled. The older man sighed. “Go changed you two.” The Scottish twins walked off to go get changed and the man turned to face the two new comers. “Ah, you two must be Jamie and Emily. I’m Diesel, but everyone calls me D.T.” D.T said, sticking out his prosetchic hand out. “Pleasure to meet you sir.” Emily said, shaking his hand. Jamie followed after. “Go sit on the couch, dinner will be ready soon.”

Douglas came out of his room first. He sat next to Emily on the couch. “Hey Dougie. You look beautiful.” Emily purred. “Ah, thanks love.” Douglas replied. In the silence that followed, a very clear sound rang out. Thud. Click. Thud. Click. Douglas glanced towards the hall and smiled. “Hey dad. Jamie and Emily are here.” As Douglas said that, another male with a crutch came into view. “Ah, thank you for telling me....” the male trailed of, suddenly seeming lost in thought. Douglas sighed. “Douglas, dad. My name is Douglas. Your other eldest is Donald.” “Right, thank you dear.” the male sighed. “Now, whos this young lady?” he hummed. “T’is my girlfriend, Emily.” Douglas said, as Emily stood up and shook the mans hand. “Hello dear. I’m Alex, Douglas’ father.” Alex said. Jamie smiled. “I’m Jamie, Donalds partner.” Alex shook Jamie’s hand, as Donald walked out. “Ah, I see you’ve met Jamie, dad.” he said with a smile. D.T poked his head out from the kitchen. “Time for dinner.”

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Alex hummed to himself as he was getting ready for bed. Dinner had gone well, Jamie and Emily seemed nice, and his two eldest boys were happy. Jamie and Emily were staying the night. Alex couldn’t help but think about the future. How the boys would propose, what the weddings would like, and even what their possible kids could look like. Alex sighed and shook his head, slipping into bed next to his husband. “God, I’m really getting old.” he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

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First attempt at proper fanfic. Feedback welcomed.

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