#4 times!! 4 times ive tried to get up!! and each time ive sat up- woAh why world spinning?? iTS NOT FSIR

[daemonoferror]

Finally have motivation to write but brain said,, headacge

[jihyoruri]

I feel like nobody has asked this but can we get some wow!yn and aeri moments I know for sure they have questionable but cute friendship moments on camera

✮GISELLE AND YN BEST MOMENTS — aeri x wow!yn

warnings: idol au, wow!yn, you can also find more wow!yn stuff in my masterlist <;33

➩ CLIP #1 PLAYING… 📼

“I’m meeting a friend.” aeri said to the camera as she walks, “most of the time we see each other like everyday but we’ve been so busy lately so I’m excited to see her.” she continue trying not to say the persons name for suspense but everyone knew who she was talking about.

“we always meet at this hangout place that we discovered there’s just a bunch of seating and music and they sell records as well, it’s pretty cool.” the girl rambles as she walks up to the place opening the door the indie music playing loud enough for aeri to wince at the camera.

she scans the area and her eyes lights up when she spots the certain someone sitting in the corner with her face in her phone, her managers sitting a couple seats away from her.

aeri quickly gives the camera to her manager and speed walks over to the girl her manager walking closer behind.

“ynnnn.” aeri sings walking over to the girl with a wide smile on her face, she stands above yn as the girl looks up from her phone and adjusts the backwards cap on her head looking at aeri with a small smile.

yn takes aeri’s hand in hers swinging it slightly, “aeriiii.” she mocks before taking a quick glance at the camera in the mangers hand and sends aeri a teasing look, “using me for veiws?”

aeri rolls her eyes before sitting on yn's lap muttering a “shut up”

yn wraps her arms around the older girl and looks up at the camera singing the lyrics to the song playing in the background, aeri also joining in.

➩ CLIP #2 PLAYING… 📼

both yn and aeri laughed their heart out at the most dumbest things that came out of each other’s mouths, both girls were on live after aeri spammed yn to join her live.

fans enjoy watching the two girls cause it’s like watching two best friends on a facetime, “wait wait I can’t breathe.” yn said taking her face out of the camera and tilting her phone to said causing aeri to laugh harder but the girl took notice of the lump under a blanket beside yn the only thing being shown was hair.

“um, what’s that?” aeri asked trying her best to be serious but the way she asked it had the girls laughing again.

yn tilted the camera back to her, “oh, that’s wonyoung.” she said nonchalantly after another giggling fit.

aeri raised an exaggerated brow at yn causing the younger girl to do one back sending them back into another laughing fit.

➩ CLIP #3 PLAYING… 📼

somi turned the camera so it showed yn, aeri and her all there girls decked out in chrome hearts in an alley way, “the trio is back.” she said to the camera with a serious face, yn making a serious face as well but aeri ruined it by bursting out in laughter, leaning into the girls shoulder as the taller girl looked down at her unamused.

“you ruined it.” she groans as somi explains that the girls have been trying to do with intro for like 15 minutes but it constantly got ruined by the aespa member laughing.

“don’t talk to your elder like that.” aeri said pointing up at yn’s face with faux seriousness.

“I’ll talk to you however I want.” the ive member says with attitude.

“guys she’s so disrespectful to me.” aeri says to the camera as somi turned it towards the two girls.

aeri shoves yn and tries to run away but is stoped by the younger girl grabbing into her hood and pulling the older girl into her, she lets out a scream as yn laughs, somi’s laughs also being heard in the background.

“she thought she could get away.” yn says into the camera wrapped an arm around aeri’s neck pulling the girl closer to her.

➩ CLIP #4 PLAYING… 📼

both girls sat beside each other on the floor their legs crossed as they answered fans questions on the live.

“have you guys ever dated someone?” aeri reads before laughing and turns to the younger girl who unbottens her flannel a little acting like she didn’t hear the a question.

“yn I know you heard me.”

“huh?” the girl asks only to be met with a teasing face from aeri.

she sighs and innocently looks at the camera, “I’ve never dated anyone, I’m too innocent for that.” she says causing aeri to let out the most biggest laugh ever heard.

yn tries her best to be serious and not laugh as aeri laughs her heart out.

“I only belong to my fans.” she says scratching the back of her neck.

“starship training.” aeri says between laughs finally causing yn to burst out in laughter.

➩ CLIP #5 PLAYING… 📼

aeri stands on the stage alongside many other idols waving fans with her members.

she lets out a startled sound when she feels someone wrap both of their hands around her from behind.

she turns around and slaps yn’s shoulder, scolding the younger girl for scaring her.

yn laughs and interlocks her hand with aeri before both girls walk together on the stage, waving at fans and talking to each other.

[nyxyxx]

Godly Desires - Part 4

Finished up the Diluc part for now. This chapter is quite short - (I was super tired). Just a simple interlude chapter before we get to the huge Monsdtadt part I. II. III. IV. Warning: This series will contain yandere content and religious themes.

"Sweet Dreams"

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When you arrived in the room that Diluc had arranged for you, you noticed just how lavish it was. It definitely didn't look like just an ordinary person's room. It was odd, but you loved how luxurious it looked. Upon finally being able to relax, you noticed just how weary your body felt.

Perhaps it was because you've been doing so much all this time, that the idea of a nice, comfy, warm bed was just too difficult to resist. You forced yourself to not just lunge onto the bed, - for fear of damaging it - and climbed inside, and shortly after, your mind began to drift away.

Next thing you knew, you were standing out in a sea of stars, surrounded by a vast nothingness, yet it felt like everything was just in reach. You held your hand out, and imagined an apple, and sure enough, an apple materialized in your hand a moment later.

How is it possible to dream inside a dream? You've never heard of such a thing before. It was weird, this whole situation was weird.

You suddenly thought of your family, and of your friends. When you thought really hard, you found that you could not remember much about them. They were just figures, shadows in your mind. Saying words that you know you've heard before, but felt so... unfamiliar. You tried to remember something in more detail, like school - but there was nothing. You vaguely remember being in school, but you don't remember what classes you had, your classmates - nothing.

It was almost as if your mind was detaching itself from your real life, instead being replaced by memories from your dream. When you thought more about your best friend, you realized that they had changed. You recognized them more now. They were almost certainly a different person than the previous person you had thought about, but this one felt... like there was more of a connection.

You heard your friend talking to you, but couldn't make out the words. She seemed happy about something, staring off into the distance without a care in the world. She sat on top of a green hill, bare feet in the gentle blades of grass. She laughed, and although it was inaudible, you could feel that it was a very soft laugh. She was a very soft person.

Then, she turned to you, and embraced you gently. Her body trembled and shook, as her hands held onto your clothes like they were her lifeline. A few solitary tears fell down her face, but the smile on her face had never once faded. She spoke a few words to you, whispered softly in to your ear. In that moment, you felt an extreme anguish, but even though she knew you could not hear her in that moment, she smiled through her tears. In the next moment, she had disappeared, just as quickly as she had first appeared.

You woke up crying, wiping a few stray tears out of your eyes. Despite that, you felt good. You felt very good actually. You felt like you had the best sleep you have ever had, comfy, and safe, warm...and happy.

When you had finished getting ready, you left your room and sat down in the dining hall, where the maids told you Diluc would be waiting. Sure enough, he took the seat across from you, and smiled. "Did you sleep well?" he asked.

"Oh yes, I slept great. Thank you again for letting me stay here," you smiled. He called for a maid to bring out the breakfast for the two of you, and shortly after the food had arrived.

The two of you ate together, quietly and peacefully, but very much enjoying each other's company. When you finished eating, as he had promised, you prepared to leave, though he did seem regretful that you were leaving. "You are welcome to visit whenever you wish, please have a good trip." The two of you said your goodbyes, and it was finally time to move on. Your next stop was Mondstadt city.

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[jealousjersey]

interlinked 🍊 mike schmidt x reader

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description ★ mike finds out everything about you and uses that information to ask you out.

mentions ★ perv!mike, semi stalker!mike, fluff

warnings ★ afab fem reader, oblivious reader,

a/n ★ a little out of my normal vanilla comfort zone but cmon yall know this is hot, set modern day but still same age in the movie (if that makes sense)

˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ ☁️

you're always so exhausted coming home from work. the only form of release you have is the pink wand in your bed stand but recently it's not doing you any good. your job isn’t facisnating but it’s easy money.

every once in a while you get compliments, telling you how beautiful you are and men always try to get your number. you always politely decline. you just want to meet the right one eventually. you never really dated anybody because anyone you’ve ever talked to just wanted to fuck and go.

until you met mike. mike worked with you but you never really spoke to him for long periods of time. but you never knew how obsessed he was with you. he wanted to know everything about you. he would stalk your social media finding out every thing he can about you, your favorite food, drink, restaurant, etc. and he would bring them up in conversation.

you were always very surprised about how he knew just what to bring up in small talk, occasionally asking you if you would try a new food place in your town. but politely you always declined.

mike always took in interest in things you talked about just to get closer to you. you just always thought that he was just into everything you were into, which fascinated you.

“hey have you seen that new movie with Molly Ringwald in it? we should watch it sometimes” he awkwardly suggested. “oh my god i love her! she’s my favorite actress!” you responded enthusiastically. “wait no way she’s my favorite too!” he smiled. he knew just the kind of things to say to you.

later that week you finally agreed to go out with him, after he tried for 4 months to take you out. it was simple and sweet.

you took a taxi to the movie theater after he offered to drive you, you declined and said you would take a taxi. you thought it was safer if anything went down.

in the movie theater you both sat down beside each other. mike got you both a giant bag of popcorn and two sprites. he knew you loved sprite from shamelessly stalking your social media before arriving to the cinema.

“what’d you get me to drink?” you asked him. “i didn’t know what you wanted so i just got a sprite.” he said, awkwardly smiling at you as you say “thank you, sprites actually my favorite drink”

halfway through the movie he puts his hand on your leg, it’s in good nature, he wants to make sure you’re okay. it shocks you for a second.

the movie finishes and as you’re walking out you say “this might be my new favorite movie” as you sip on your drink. mike is holding your jacket and carrying it out for you.

mike offers you a ride to his place and you agree. sitting in his beaten down truck you say to him “i feel like i’ve known you my whole life mike” as you put your hand on his knee and look into his soft brown eyes. he looks up at you from his steering wheel and gives you a soft smile.

obviously mike knew where you live, he knew everything about you. but when he offered to take you to his house and he’d make dinner you were down.

you walk into his house first and sit on his couch, “is chicken alfredo good?” he says to you. “i love chicken alfredo!” you exclaim. you swore you could hear him say “i know” under his breath but you didn’t think anything of it, besides you were too busy watching the tv to overthink it.

“dinners ready” he yells at you from the kitchen. “i got you a place to sit” he follows up. you walk to the kitchen and even your form is placed on the right side of the plate, so is your drink.

“i feel like ive known you my whole life. it feels like we’re just eternally interlinked.” you say, sincerely. “i feel that way too.” he replies as you take a bite of your food. mikes obsessed with you, hell, he worships the ground you walk on. he would spend every waking moment with you if he could. sometimes you wish he could too.

over the course of 2 weeks you’ve slowly started to fall in love with mike. simple gestures he does to make you more comfortable. you like when he does that, and the way he takes a interest in your interests makes you want him badly.

mike invites you over again, but this time when you enter the living room he’s holding a bouquet of waterlilys and you run up and thank him you hold his hand and bring him over to the couch to watch some movie. “do you think there’s a chance of us being more than friends” he says to you as you’re on his couch

you stop for a second, letting your mind repeat the sentence 100 times. “i would like that mike” you smile. he puts his hand on your thigh and squeezes a little, as you look up at him he looks down into your eyes and smiles. “i really like you y/n” he says to you softly, just slightly a whisper. “i like you too mike” you say as you match his tone.

mike leans in close for a kiss and you engage. it felt like a taste of heaven making out with mike schmidt. he was gentle, his tongue asking for entrance into your mouth. its sweet, really. you just wish you could stay like this, his hand on your thigh, his tongue in your mouth and seeing heaven in his eyes.

mike breaks the kiss first, you noticing a tent in his jeans. it angers you at first, thinking “this is why i don’t go out anymore. what the hell is he thinking.” but then you notice the wet spot in your panties, soaking through your pants. mike grabs your wrist and stares you in the eyes, this is the most intimate you’ve ever been with someone. it’s simple and sweet. “i think im falling in love with you y/n, and i don’t know what to do.” mike says to you, he feels dumbfounded. at first it was infatuation, but now he’s becoming head over hills.

“me too” you reply, face bright red. mike wraps his arm around you and sits his face on your chest. this is comfortable, and safe. you could really get used to this.

˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ ☁️

[sucker4sixx]

20 minutes in hell

Recycled from 2023!

Plot: halloween party fun!

Warnings: smut/closet sex/protection/public sex

The time was 8pm when you entered vinces halloween house party, the stink of men and cigarettes danced around the house like it had made its self quite comfortable. You open the front door to see many girls in mini skirts and crop tops strutting around probably trying to be sexy mince or something.

You where begged by a mutual friend ehren to come so he would have someone to talk to, you and ehren where best buddys and he always enjoyed having you around. You werent so close to vince and you definitely didnt like his friend, nikki sixx. Something about him annoyed you, low hygene, loud voice, a "im a sleaze" personality and many more could be the reason but even just seeing him boiled your blood.

You wore a black lacy dress and a cheap witch hat with a little bit of makeup.

You weaved yourself through the croud into the living room where vince the.. whatever he is and ehren the zombie where sitting, vince didnt look to intrested in the conversation, he was too busy looking down the girl who sat on the floors cleavage. "Hey ehren" you tap his sholder, the goofy looking boy turned around smiling brightly "hey your here finally!" You took a seat "hey vince!" He turned round fast at the mention of his name, not seeing you arrive "oh hey yn! Take a seat sure!" he said smiling at you, he turned round to check more girls out.

Ehren unwrapped a 8 pack of beer he had waiting in a bag at his legs and you shared them talking about any stuff you could. Soon enough "hey sixx! Come sit down. Where have you been?" You smelt his arrival before he had even walked in the door, ehren saw your face sour and sighed knowing it had killed your mood. Nikki dressed as satan glanced at you and turned to vince "what the fuck is the scottish prick doing here?" He tried to whisper but he said it loud enough for you to hear "fuck you maybe learn some basic hygiene then we can talk" he darted you a look and stuck the middle finger up "pathetic" you mouth at him. You both turn around and start talking to your friends again "what is it with you two?" Ehren said cracking another can of beer "he thinks hes better because he's famous well he can go suck a fat fucking cock im telling you man" ehren spits out his beer laughing "wouldnt be his first time" he adds making you laugh more.

After you guys finished your 4 cans each ehren headed to the toilet (meaning he will be away for while checking out the house) and you went to the kitchen to get more drink.

After 20 Scuse me's and sorry can i get buys you finally arrived in the kitchen, not too busy but definitely wasnt empty. You opened the fridge to look for more alcohol "whats the deal? You hate me so much that your following me around now?" You head shoots up and you turn round to see the tall black haired man looking down at you with a can of beer in his hand "what the fuck? No im getting drink?" He rolls his eyes "yeah sure. Ive heard that one before" your face went red from anger and embarrassment

"im not fucking following you the only thing following you is the trail of flys and stench" nikki scoffs "i dont smell that bad" you turn round to grab a can of beer from the fridge and notice him smelling himself when you turn back around "now arse whole get out my way and let me back into the living room" he gets visibly more angry "i dont fucking smell bad" his grip tightens on his beer can "whatever makes you sleep at night now let me past" he doesnt budge so you push him making him stumble backwards and head back to the living room.

You sit on the couch alone waiting for ehren to come back. 20 minutes. 30 minutes. 40 minutes where the fuck is he. You find vinces home phone and call him, he picks up after a few seconds

"Hello?"

"Ehren where the fuck are you?"

"I umm..."

you hear a girl giggle in the backround and snap your phone shut, prick. Oh well lets 'mingle'? You get up from your seat and walk around the rooms, none of the men catching your eyes since they all looked the same.

You open the basement door and hear tommys distinct laugh, you got exited and sprinted down the stairs "tommy!" He was resting on the couch dressed as a cowboy and sat up when he saw you, smiling wide "hey darlin!" He got up and gave you a hug

"howve you been?" He looked down at you walking over to the couch "pretty good, yourself?" The slinky man flopped down onto the couch "pretty good!" A fake cough sounded from the couch opposite, nikki. "As i was saying before i was very rudely interrupted" he gave you a harsh look and you found a seat next to tommy. Vince, nikki and a two of their stoner friends where sitting on the couch opposite from you and you sat on a couch with tommy and mick (dressed as a vampire). You forced yourself to listen to nikki talking about some girl that tried it on with him, picking at your nails in boredom.

The room went silent and the feeling of all the boys thinking of something to say filled the air "how about, we play spin the bottle?" Tommy said, all your heads turning go him "i mean we will need a few more ladys but sure!" Nikki said enthusiastically. "ill go get some" vince stood up, walking out to the party.

Nikki chugs the beer bottle he was holding since everyone else had cans, he put it down and you all sat round in a circle waiting for vince to return. "Man im so exited" tommy said breaking the silence, you looked up at nikki panicking at the thought you could get him, he caught your eye "stop drooling over me" this made the boys turn to you noticing your face go red

"was just looking at your fly buddies" mick laughs alot at this one, when mick laughs you know its good. Vince returned with the 4 sluttiest looking girls he could find, more beer and slash, he loved to party with the band "found this douche wandering around upstairs!" Slash waves at you all and heads over to nikki to sit "hey dude!" Nikki smiles at him. After we all settled round a circle you were sat next to slash and mick, nikki and vince sitting straight across from you and the other girls scattered inbetween the rest.

Round one- mick and vince, a quick peck and alot of laughter after

Round two- tommg and girl number 1, she blushed but he gave her a light hearted smile back

Round three- you and girl number 4, the boys got exited but you werent giving them what they wanted so you gave the girl a quick kiss.

"Ugh this is boring" vince complained and everyone nodded "how about seven minutes in heaven but heres the twist here me out ive been thinking of it for awhile you all looked at vince equally as contused, nothing that came out his mouth was predictable "so the men switch clothes like we throw them in a pile cover our eyes and just wear what we lift and the girls go shove on my clothes, i have a bunch of old halloween masks and we play the game in silence" you all went silent thinking of his stupid idea, not so stupid to be honest. "Im in" you say and everyone started agreeing "okay so the masks are down here ill get them out and leave four at the door, girls go get changed"

You trailed behind the rest of the girls up to vinces room noticing the party was dying at the absence of the boys. You walked into the room and the stink off aftershave lingered in the air, grabbing a pair of baggy black joggers and a baggy black shirt that was crumpled. You entered his bathroom that connected to his room to get changed and shoved on your outfit as quick as possible to get out of the akward situation, you put on the shirt and it read "i love vince neil" now you look like a slut for him. Great.

You left without the girls and headed to the basement door where you could hear fumbling but no words, looks like the boys where taking this seriously. You waited till the noise of clothes getting shoved on stopped and opened the door to see four rubber halloween masks, bunny, gorilla, bird and a cat. You grabbed the cat mask shoving it on fast, the faint smell of smoke from the inside combing through your nostrils, you walked down the stairs greeted by a dog, horse, another bird, another cat, mouse and a zombie. When the girls came down you all silently sat in a circle and one of the girls span the bottle fast, leaving it spinning for some time. It landed on the other cat and he span the bottle again just as fast, you watched the bottle go round and round and round almost becoming hypnotised. It slowed down and your breath caught your throat as it landed on you

"WHY ME" you screamed in your head standing up slowly with the cat who sat only two people away.

He took your hand gently and led you to the closet in the extension room in the basement. You entered the pich black closet and stumbled over a few shoes as your hands found the mans shoulders, he was tall and quite wide built. You both took off your masks still unable to see eachothers faces, the mystery man grabbed your face and started kissing you roughly it scared you at the beginning but you realised he really knew what he was doing so let him beat up your mouth with his own. As you started making out it became more clear who it was, tall, built and smells nice. Its slash. You didnt mind this, slash is hot so you continued, smiling lightly. He removed his shirt and started slipping off yours, you gasped softly not sure if this was the original plan but you never got bitches so once again let it happen. Slash started feeling your breasts through your lacy bra making you whimper softly and tangle your hand in his long hair, he slowly unclipped your bra and started licking your nipple and playing with the other in his hand. Your moans become louder as he speeds up, stopping to unzip his jeans and you sigh at the loss of contact. The tall man finds his way onto the ground, his jeans and pants removed. You take off your joggies and pants, not sure if you wanted to do it with slash since he might have multiple stds but before you could think of your next plan he got out a condom, you could only tell it was one from the small light that reflected off it. He whimpered softly as he slipped on the condom as you sat on his legs watching him, taking in this weird moment. Your about to have closet sex with slash hudson.

Slash gently moves you onto your back and taps your thigh for consent to eat you out, you hummed a permission and he went straight for it. His tongue darting between your folds and your clit, your back arching at the sudden movements. He pulled your legs closer to him and started going faster, sticking his tongue inside occasionally as you moaned loud grabbing his hair. He brought his finger in and started circling your clit while licking your entrance, his other hands holding your wrists together to get some sort of control. Your moans became uncontrollable and desperate as you met your high, he noticed and continued what he was doing with intent to let you finish first. A minute later you where a moaning mess, cumming into his mouth. Hes an expert at this shit. You sat up and he lifted you onto his lap, his hard dick resting against your stomach as he moved his hand over your forehead to clean it of sweat.

You moved your hand down and started feeling his covered tip and he rested his head against your sholder, his dick was really hard. You started pumping him slowly at the base before lifting yourself up, letting your pussy hover over his dick to tease him and to ask him for consent. He moved his dick to where your entrance is and grabbed your hips pushing you down harshly "oh fuck" you both moaned out, you paused hearing a voice that didnt belong to slash and he paused too clearly hearing your accent. "Y/n?" the voice said cowardly

"NIKKI?"

You shrieked, trying to get up. He held your hips down, his hard dick still inside you "cmon its only fair you finish me off since i made you such a riot" you stuttered and froze looking down at where the sleazy idiots voice sounded. He didnt sound so harsh and as much as you hated to admit it you where enjoying youself so you did as he asked, bouncing softly building up a pace. Feeling slightly turned on by the fact your fucking the guy you hate the most. He let out small whimpers and groans and you grinded against him moaning yourself "your so good when your mouths shut" he moaned out "shut up prick" you kissed his jaw line and continued grinding on him feeling yourself approaching your second orgasm.

He turned on the closet light that hung from a string next to him. You felt exposed but you where fascinated by him, his face red and stray hairs sticking to his forehead "fuck you look amazing" he said smiling and tilting his head back further. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you relentlessly as you practically screamed in pleasure, resting your head on his sholder. "Nikki im so close" saying his name felt like needles in your mouth and he rested his head on your sholder slowing down "for someone who hates me so much you are really liking this huh?" Your face went somehow more red as he stopped still inside you, angry at him for ruining your orgasm "what the fuck are you doing!" you puzzled

"edging you? What does it look like?" You brows furrowed "fine let me go ill go finish myself off somewhere else with someone else" you tried to move your hips off him but he only held them tighter holding you down, the tip of his dick brushing your cervix "no. Im finishing" he sounded more angry but it just turned you on more, he slowly pulled out a little and thrusted back in, doing tiny fast thrusts staring right into your eyes.

Sweat rolled down his face and his green eyes became wider as you finished, your pussy throbbing around his dick. Before he could moan you attached your lips to his, kissing as he moaned into your mouth "fuck fuck im really close" he whimpered, still thrusting into you. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you as hard as he could like you werent even there, you where his own little toy. He muttered stuff like "fuck you feel amazing" and "holy shit" as he came into the condom, his body softly pulsing as he rested on your sholder, panting for air.

After two minutes of resting against eachother naked you stood up slowly, in pain, seeing the white balloon that covered his dick. He rested his head back and you took the condom off him carefully being careful not to spill any cum on him, his head darted up at your sudden kindness. You just dumped the used condom in the bin that sat in the corner, you sat next to him, both of you still naked "so um, you got any tissues? Im dripping down here man" he laughed and picked up the 'i love vince neil' shirt, wiping you clean "thanks nikki" you said shyly "hey its alright, thanks too" you both looked down at your legs. Two minutes later you started shoving on clothes again, nikki giving you his clean shirt to wear and you just shoved back on the joggies leaving him shirtless.

You exited the closet to see a whole group of people sitting around. Shit. You both forgot it was seven minutes in heven not 20 minutes in hell. The croud went silent as they saw you "holy fucking shit" tommy said breaking the silence "that sounded hot, when is it my turn?"

[ramblingoak]

A Lil Somethin’ Somethin’, Chapter 4: Finally

It is now complete!

(If you need to catch up here are chapters: 1 / 2 / 3 )

An anon prompt wanted Papa and Reader out to dinner...and vibrating panties

Papa Emeritus IV x Female Reader: Smut, Fluff, Slight Voyeurism(?), Vibrating Panties and Copia being a dork.  NSFW, 18+ only, MDNI. This chapter is 3,300k words.

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What did a girl have to do around here to get an orgasm?

Honestly after everything you didn’t even want to go to dinner.  The only thing you were hungry for was safely tucked away in Copia’s stupidly tight black slacks.  The bastard knew it too judging by the little smirks he kept shooting you in the car.

On the drive over you had both been quiet, the only sound was Copia softly singing along to ABBA.  Terzo’s car was as luxurious as you could expect.  Italian leather (a dark, rich purple of course) and every amenity possible.  You couldn’t help but daydream about Copia stretching you across the bench seat and finally giving you the release you had been begging for all night.

Thankfully the vibrator had remained quiet the whole drive over.  The little break was nice and you were able to clean up your makeup a bit.  Copia had pulled into a dark corner of the small lot behind the restaurant and wasted no time getting out and coming around to open your door for you.  Despite the torture he’d put you through you did love seeing him enjoying himself.  

Even if it was at your expense.

As you were both regulars here you had been looking forward to your usual quiet booth away from everyone else.  Maybe you could finally get Copia’s skilled fingers back on you (or in you).  It wouldn’t be the first time you two had taken advantage of being away from prying eyes here.  With the amount Copia left as a tip each time they probably wouldn’t even bat an eye if he bent you over the table in the middle of dinner.

Copia had other plans though, before the hostess could bring you to your booth he had stopped and pointed to an empty table in the middle of the restaurant.  “Actually cara mia, could we sit here?  I’d like to enjoy the atmosphere tonight.  Per favore.”  You dug your nails into his hand and glared daggers at him but he just brought your hand up and gave it a quick kiss on the back.

When you sat down and immediately jumped back up due to the vibrator starting again you felt like flipping the table.  You could feel people’s eyes on you and you tried to stay calm to not embarrass yourself any further.  When you looked at Copia he was sitting there with that stupid smile and it took every ounce of self control you had to not grab a fork and dig his eyes out.

What you needed to do was to get him to lose his patience.  If you could get Copia to need it as badly as you did then this whole thing would end.  You two could go home and have lots of orgasms and then order Chinese food.  Everyone wins, but most importantly you could take these fucking panties off. 

You almost felt bad because you had promised him.  Even though it was at your expense you loved seeing your Papa have fun.  To see him smile and laugh and not look tired and stressed from a long day of being in charge.  You loved him so much you wanted him to have more days like this.  Just maybe with less vibrators next time.

He caught you staring at him and you could see a little bit of pink appear on his cheeks.  Your sweet Papa, he had so many sides to him.  You were lucky you got to see the cute side, the side that made him blush when you complimented him.  Your soft smile started turning into a frown when you saw his hand reach into his pocket again.  His blush was gone and the smug look he’d worn most of the day was back.   

Ok, time to change tactics.

The waiter wandered over and you slid your attention to him.  When the buzzing started against your clit you weren’t surprised and were able to stay still despite the stimulation it was providing.  You smiled up at the waiter and glanced at the bottle of wine in his hand, an idea suddenly popping into your mind.   

“Welcome to Giuseppe’s, would you like to try a free sample of the house wine?”

“Yes, please!”  You eagerly held your glass up and was pleased to see that the sample was more than a sip. Not bothering to wait for Copia you brought it up to your lips and downed it, taking a moment while the rim was still sitting against your lip to prepare your next move.  Okie dokie, now or never. 

The moan you let out wasn’t particularly loud or long, but you did try to put a little extra oomph behind it. You didn’t think it was anything fancy but Copia spit his wine back into his glass and the waiter seemed frozen in place.  You giggled and gazed up at the waiter and watched as his cheeks reddened. 

“I’m sorry, this was just so good!  Do you think I could maybe have one more tiny sip?”  You held the glass out and rested your chin on your other hand. He coughed and seemed all too eager to pour you another. This one went down about the same and you were pleased to see that Copia still hadn’t bothered to take another drink of his. 

The waiter cleared his throat again and muttered something about giving you more time with the menu before he took off. You ran a finger around the rim of the glass and looked over to see Copia still staring at you. 

“Enjoying the wine, dolcezza?”

“Yes, it was very good.”

“It wasn’t that good.” 

You shrugged and looked down at the menu.  Copia could stew about that for a little bit. The longer he spent trying to figure your game out the harder time he’d have remembering his own.  He muttered something under his breath but you ignored it and tried to pick an appetizer out.  Something that you could really draw out eating and moaning over.

The rest of the dinner went similar to the wine tasting.  The mozzarella sticks were a big hit with both Copia and the waiter.  By the time your toasted ravioli showed up Copia was even forgetting to turn the vibrator on.  Each bite, sip and swallow was followed by any noise you could think of.  Your moaning had not only Copia and the waiter sweating but you had the attention of most of the tables around you.  You could tell Copia was reaching his limit, he had told the waiter to leave the awful wine and he had finished most of it himself at this point.

“Would either one of you like dessert?  We have a lovely chees–.”

“No.  The check, please.  Per favore.”  You used your napkin to hide your smile but you knew Copia saw it when he snorted and shook his head fondly.  At least you hoped it was fondly.  He looked about ready to throw you over his shoulder and storm out without paying, but he kept his composure and gave his card to the waiter.  As soon as he came back Copia grabbed the card and was up and out of his seat, gently taking your elbow and leading you outside.

“But Copia I wanted some cheesecake!”  He pinched your butt and you yelped.

“You little minx.”  You giggled as Copia practically dragged you across the parking lot back to the car.  “Teasing your Papa like that.  You know what those noises of yours do to me.”  When you got to the car he pulled you against him and gave you a hard kiss, swiping his tongue inside your mouth quickly before pulling away to unlock the car.  He raised an eyebrow when he saw your nose scrunched up.

“You taste like that awful wine.”  Copia snorted while he got the door open and then started gently pushing you to get inside.

“Made a lot of noise over awful wine.”  You gave him a quick grin and then slid across the seat and started putting the seatbelt on.  “Not yet dolcezza.”  When you looked back at him he was beginning to unbuckle his belt.

“Copia, no!  Let’s go home first!”

“No one will see us, I can’t wait any longer.”  The belt was hanging loose and he was sliding his zipper down.  “I need to fuck you.  Now.”

“You’re not fucking me in Terzo’s car.”  You bit your lip to stop from laughing at the exasperated groan he made.  He practically had his pants at his knees already.  “Can’t you wait a little longer, Papa?”  Ok now you couldn’t hold in your laughter, the look on his face was priceless.

“Dolcezza, are you teasing your Papa again?”  You covered your mouth with a hand to try to hide your laughter.  Especially when he’d wiggled his pants all the way down and kicked them off.  “How about I promise you get to have a day where you can do whatever you want to me.”  You squealed when he dove across the seat and started biting at your neck. Copia could be so silly sometimes, even still after becoming Papa. 

Partly why you loved him so much. 

“Stop slobbering all over me you idiot.”  You playfully pushed your knee against his cock and gave him an innocent smile when he jerked out of the way.  “Whatever I want, huh?”

“Anything.”

“Deal.  Showtime handsome, let’s go!”

Copia snorted and grabbed your knee when you tried to rub it against his cock again. His hand slid slowly down your thigh until it disappeared under your dress. You took a deep breath when he didn’t even pause in its journey to your cunt.

He sat up quickly, keeping a hand on you and then slipped his other in his jacket.  “Oh no Copia ple—“. You stopped when he clicked his tongue at you. Pouting when you groaned and let your head fall back onto the seat and threw an arm over your eyes. 

“Oh my poor dolcezza, it’s been a long day hasn’t it?”

“Yes!  I would like an orgasm now please.”  You didn’t even lift your arm to look at him. To see that smug face of his that you’d been looking at practically all day.  You didn’t even flinch when the little vibrator started again, a low gentle buzz. Whatever, you were over it. 

Copia shifted his hand and the vibrator moved right over your clit. He slowly rubbed it in a small circle, letting it tease around the little nub in a perfect rhythm. You bit your lip when he turned it up higher. Despite having dealt with it all day it felt very nice when it was hitting you just right. 

“Mmm yes, there we go dolcezza.  This feels nice doesn’t it?  I’ll take care of you just like I promised.”  Your lip escaped your teeth when he slid his hand so the heel was keeping the vibrator on your clit and his fingers were able to slip inside the panties and rub around your entrance. 

“Oh fu—, Papa!”

“Poor thing, you’ve been wet all day haven’t you?  Just waiting for me to fill you with something.”  His fingers stopped circling and he pushed two of them right into you. The arm over your face flung out and you gripped the back of the seat. 

He was looking down at your soaked cunt and you could see the hunger in his eyes.  The teasing was over and you started panting as the vibrations climbed even higher. He pulled his hand out of his jacket pocket and used it to tease your clit with vibrator while the fingers on his other hand continued to pump in and out of you. 

You could hear the slick sounds of his fingers even over the tiny device. A third finger joined in and the sounds you were making could probably be heard from inside the restaurant.  Copia twisted his fingers just right and rubbed them against the spot inside of you and you saw stars. 

“Oh, Copia!  Oh, yes right there!”  He started moving them faster, rubbing harder and with a few more pumps you were gone. It felt like your world was imploding. All the tension from the day rushing out of you.  

You whimpered when he slid his fingers out and gasped when the little vibrator was pulled away as he tugged the panties off. It was a little awkward to maneuver your legs with him right in the middle but Copia was good at manhandling you from months of practice. 

Your eyes lazily opened but you groaned and rolled them back closed when you watched him bring the panties to his face and sniff them. He chuckled and you peeked them open to watch him drop them behind the front seat. 

“Don’t forget they’re back there.”  

Copia scoffed, and ripped his jacket off before dropping it back there too.  “He’ll never notice, you should see some of the stuff back here.”

“Oh?”  Well that was interesting, you tried to sit up to get a look but Copia snapped his fingers and pointed for you to lay back down.  You narrowed your eyes at him but obeyed, crossing your arms over your chest instead.  

“I’m not finished dolcezza, we can explore Terzo’s toys later.”  He laughed when you wrinkled your nose. You watched him hook one of your legs over his shoulder and he started mouthing at the side of your knee, slowly following the path his hand took before. 

“You know we can just…get on with it.”  Copia’s head jerked up from where it was already between your legs. 

“Eh?  What?”  

You sighed and reached down to run your fingers through his hair.  “It’s just been a long day, ya know?”  You tried not to laugh at his bewildered look.  “I’m just saying that we can finish things up.  We don’t need to do any extra stuff.”

“Extra stuff?”

“Yes, extra stuff!  Just, just fuck me. I have been waiting for you to fuck me all day.”  He hadn’t moved and seemed like his brain was almost having to reboot like his ancient desktop needed to do multiple times a day. “So…fuck me.”

“Extra stuff?” 

“Don’t get me wrong, it's very nice!”  He moved his head back when you tried to comb his hair again. Oh someone was in a mood now.  “Copia, you are very good at it but let’s save it for another time, ok?”

He looked down at your cunt and squinted his eyes for a moment. “This hasn’t happened to me before.”

“I’m sorry, how about you just put your very nice dick to good use instead, ok?”

“I like the extra stuff.”  

“I know.”

“I’m good at it.”

“You’re the best Papa, I told you this last week.”  You were starting to feel a little bad, the man was practically pouting.  This is what he gets for teasing you for hours on end though, you were tired.  Still, you hated being the cause of that pitiful pout of his.  “How about you fuck me now and tomorrow you can eat me out as long as you want?” 

Copia looked up at you from where he was idly tracing patterns along your thigh.  “You promise?”  Oh Satanas, now he had the puppy dog eyes.

“I swear Papa, you can do whatever you want to me tomorrow.”  His pout instantly transformed into a grin and you immediately realized your mistake.  “No!  Copia that’s no–”

Your words were lost when he was on you once more, stealing your breath with his kisses.  His fingers started to slide along your entrance again.  Rubbing you in that perfect way that always got you wet and ready for him.  “So good for me, always such a good girl for your Papa.”  

You pulled your mouth away to whine when his fingers left you, but it turned into a moan when you felt his hard cock sliding over your cunt.  He started moaning himself when it caught on your entrance, the tip slowly pushing in as he flexed his hips back and forth.  

“This is what you want, si?  You want my cock.”  You nodded frantically and wrapped your legs around his waist to try to pull him further inside of you.  He chuckled and indulged you, pushing in deeper and deeper until his hips were flush with yours.  

The stretch was exquisite, it always was no matter how well he prepared you.  He leaned his head down to rest his forehead against yours and gave you a soft smile.  You knew what he was asking and nodded your head.  A gentle kiss was your only warning before he pushed himself up and grasped your hips in a tight grip.  

Then he finally (finally) started fucking you.

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It was one of the first things you did when you both got back to the abbey.  After a hot shower and some reheated leftovers you both got into bed, Copia falling asleep almost immediately.  You were still a little wired and had an idea that you needed to look into.  A way to pay your Papa back for such a lovely day.  When you saw it you knew it was perfect.  You were also pretty sure he’d agree to it, he did say “anything” after all.  

Maybe you two should be more specific about these things in the future.  

After his gift arrived a few days later you wrapped it carefully in a little gift bag and brought it into the office with you.  Secondo seemed curious but when you told him he would regret knowing he rolled his eyes and ignored you for most of the morning.  Whatever, like his nightstand wasn’t full of all manner of sex toys.

When it came time for lunch you grabbed the bag and strolled out and across the hall to knock on his door.  Before you could it swung open revealing a very agitated Terzo storming out of Copia’s office.  You raised an eyebrow but he just hissed at you and wandered down the hall.  

You made sure to close and lock the door behind you before walking towards your Papa.  He held his arms out for you and you set the gift on his desk before sliding into his lap.  “What’s wrong with him?”  Copia glanced up at you and smiled, wrapping his arms around you.

He groaned as you settled in his lap, the groan getting deeper when you wiggled your hips against his crotch.  “I might’ve forgotten a few things in his car.”  You snorted and hid your head in Copia’s neck.  Well that explains the attitude, poor Terzo.  Copia started to slide a hand up your leg and under your habit before you stopped him.

“Wait, Papa, I have something for you.”  The pleased look on his face made your heart skip a beat and you could see his blush even through all that paint of his.  You bit your lip as he started to pull out the tissue paper and rustle around for what you had gotten him.

“What’s the occasion?”  Immediately after he asked he paused and you could see his brain trying to work out what he was looking at.  He slowly pulled out a pair of silk boxers that were the same color as the panties he had gifted you a few days ago.

“Well, you did promise me that I could do whatever I wanted to you, right?”  Copia had set the panties down in his lap and then reached in for the second item. 

“Dolcezza, uh, this is for me?”  You smiled and helped him open the plastic around the neon blue object.  The little remote fell out and into your lap and you lifted it up to waggle it in front of his face.

“My turn, Papa.”  You turned the vibrating plug on with the remote, laughing when Copia yelped and dropped it.

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"Fan" fiction erotica - "Hollywood Confessions: My Date With Big Daddy"

Post 2 of 4

Part II:

The Human Clipboard and the Night Visitors

As he was lying down in the middle of that king-sized bed, I was lounging next to him. That’s when I served up a few glasses of water and set them next to the bed. As I looked down, I noticed he had made a ‘tent’ for himself under his great belly. “Oh dear, well would you just look at that,” he signed, “The General is standing at attention once again! Do you mind?”, he then asked as I nodded, although not sure exactly what I was nodding about – that’s when he reached under my skirt and proceeded to remove my panties. His fingers made their way up my legs until he gently reached up there.

“Ahh,” he signed, “just like the girls back home. No need to remove what God gave you. After all, who ever heard of a beaver without fur?”

I had been with a lot of men up until that point, even some older men, but nobody as chatty as Mr. Ives. In fact, I wondered if he was ever going to stop talking, although he did become speechless more than once that night. Another thing was how wooly that man really was in person. All over his shoulders, back, underarms, and just about everywhere – he was like some kind of beast, although not what most girls would consider ‘handsome’, he excited me much to my surprise, in fact so much, that it didn’t take much to get me moist enough to want him inside of me that instant. That is when I slowly pulled the covers down to reveal his hairy patch poking out generously through the V-neck of his white sleeveless undershirt. Pulling the covers further down revealing his big round belly, which his shirt had pulled up slightly revealing a tuft of hair under his belly button. That’s when his hands stopped me and pulled me by the hips, and he gestured me to sit on his lap. Having not given a chance to even see his naked lap, I obeyed and climbed on top of him, resting my skirt over his tummy.

Just then, I could feel his stiff bulge under me as I shifted my weight back and forth a few inches. That’s soon after he finished pulling the covers down, as if he didn’t want me to see him completely naked, at least at that point. As I sat on his lap, he just laid there and smiled as his breathing was getting heavier with each breath. Up until then he was talking, almost nonstop, but at this point, he would just whisper, “that’s a good girl… just take it easy… sit on Big Daddy’s lap… almost there… take your time…” That’s about the time I was sitting on his erection which was then pressed flat and pointed towards his belly. I rocked slowly as I could feel his shaft massage up and down my opening that proceeded to cause it to be even more wet with every thrust. Not too long after teasing the fat man was when, somewhat intuitively, he fully entered me. That’s when he got loud. Very loud in fact. So much so, I assumed he was blowing his load up in me right away, so instinctively I tried to thrust quickly as to enhance his perceived orgasm, however he just grabbed my hips firmly beckoning me to move slower, staring at me intently.

That’s about the time when I was startled! Someone was at the door! In fact, nobody knocked, they just barged in. I panicked hoping it wasn’t the press and when I tried to unmount the old beast, he gripped me even firmer, looking at me as if he was completely oblivious to those intruders. I couldn’t even look behind me to see what was going on. Did they have guns? Cameras? Luckily, I was still wearing my top and my skirt was covering most of us, including his shirt, and the fact that his legs were still under the bed covers. It was as if we could have been doing something other than sex and no way to prove otherwise. A million thoughts raced through my mind as Burl asked me to stay exactly where I was, and he immediately greeted the rude guests.

“I assume you still need my John Henry for the useless paperwork with those useless concessions, well you might as well get over here and get it done with!” Mr. Ives exclaimed through his teeth while he addressed me, “please give me a moment while I work, and be a dear and light my cigar”, and motioned over to the man’s younger assistant who was producing a form and an ink pen along with his cigar and something to light it with. “My glasses too!”, he barked as I placed the fat cigar into his mouth. As I was handed a lighter by the assistant, I lit his cigar while he read a sheet of paper which didn’t take much time. Meanwhile, his erection was still almost solid, and about as far up inside me as it possibly could be, and although I tried to stay still, the occasional slight movements would cause his dick to shift in my hole, causing him to get excited however, like any good actor, pretending to not enjoy any of that, but subtly effecting his breathing and he would make a kind of snorting sound every time he would get excited.

The two men, bewildered at whether Mr. Ives was actually having full blown sexual intercourse, continued and also pretended that everything was normal, although I knew from my experience with professional entertainers that things like this were actually quite common. Something that I did not expect is when he started mumbling through his smoky cigar, “would you be a dear and shift back ever so slightly – I need a good firm surface to write on. That’s when he pulled up my blouse, revealing my belly button and the undersection of my bra, he then placed the piece of paper just under my breasts as he held the pen, trying to sign the form. At that time, the businessman politely asked his assistant to hold the blouse up as to not hinder Mr. Ives trying to use the ‘nice lady’s front side as a surface’. That’s because at that point, I was trying to hold up my body with my hands placed on the fat man’s knees behind me. As I rested back a little further, trying desperately to get comfortable (and nobody is ever comfortable trying to be a ‘human clipboard’ while men in suits are breathing down my neck while at the same time, trying to remain having sex with a rather obese old singer.

That’s about the time that Burl said, while clenching the lit cigar between his teeth, “you know dear if you move back any further, The General is going to slide out of his little cockpit, and you don’t want to make The General upset now do you?” That’s when the businessman and his assistant became very wide eyed and embarrassed and were clamoring to leave that that point.

“Don’t worry, gentlemen, you haven’t spoiled our fireworks, in fact we were just now getting acquainted with each other when you arrived. We have yet to get that far as the night is still young…”, the horny old bull continued to speak as he removed the cigar from his mouth, quickly finishing writing his signature, “now scat you two! Don’t you see I have more important business to attend to! Don’t forget to turn out the light and lock the door behind you, we would be displeased to have more coitus interruptus.”

As the men left, the room was now lit by one of the lamps sitting on the nightstand. I could make out his face through the smoke as his angry stare softened suddenly as he looked me in the eyes, smiling with joy as he chuckled and politely said, “sorry about that, now be a good girl and carry on will you, things were just beginning to disappoint us down there, let’s see if you can get The General back to work my dear?”

I gladly rode his half-hard cock as it soon fully stiffened up again, causing the fat man to moan as he handed me his cigar. I tossed it in the ash tray next to me carefully while remaining on top of him, much to the surprise of both of us. By this time, he was removing my top, and my bra, revealing my breasts which felt fully aroused even before he touched my nipples. The more I rode up and down, then slightly forward and back, I could hear his breathing harden, especially the more naked I became.

It’s true what they say about that iconic twinkle in his eye. Remembering his impeccable charm while on the movie sets with him over the years, the way he is with women, the way he was with me that night, I never imagined I would enjoy a man so old and so large as he is. It was marvelous, although at times obnoxious. Sometimes, even while he was penetrating me, he’d talk about other sexual experiences he had, even some unusual things growing up in farm country and when he was a traveling hobo, but I have to admit, it was all part of his charm, and I was hooked. I hoped the night would never and, and at that moment as my mind wandered, he pulled my hips again as he entered me deeper still. Letting out a sigh of relief, he lifted me up as I laid down next to him. That’s when I saw it for the first time. Foreskin covering the tip of his hard-moistened-shaft, surrounded by long brown and gray hairs nearly covering everything below his beltline to his husky legs. There was a clear bead of liquid resting on top nearly dripping down. His testicles were somewhat large but couldn’t tell because they must have been pulled up a bit because of his stiff erection. I have definitely seen bigger dicks over the years but could not remember if at that point had I seen a stumpier boner, although in retrospect, it was over average sized when I later pressed around his surrounding padding. It’s just when I saw it in the dim light it looked like the most stumpy member I had ever seen on a man, and the more I looked at it, the more I found it erotic; maybe because it was so different – or that it resembled something that you would see on an animal.

Thinking back to that unusual night, I had to wonder why he didn’t want me to see him naked until we were having sex. Perhaps I would have been more excited to, at first, feel that thick dick inside me, surprised at it, because I might have anticipated something unfulfilling if I had seen it ahead of time? Perhaps some women had run away believing there’d be no pleasure for her? That would be sad. He gave me immense pleasure, and I simply couldn’t wait to have it inside me again! Just at that thought, I felt his big warm hands gently push me back where my head was resting on a pillow. He finally removed the rest of the clothes I was wearing, my leggings, skirt, and now totally naked although the bear himself was still wearing his white undershirt and black socks, he had something else on his mind. For a moment he was on top of me, and just when I was longing to have him back inside of me, he giggled and started giving me kisses all the way down, starting from my lips, all the way downtown, so to speak.

Feeling is wide tongue inside me was more than I could bear. I was already aroused; I could have cum while he was riding me. But the more I felt his little beard tickle my fuzzy patch, his tongue knew exactly where to go, and within minutes, fireworks were exploding. Just when I thought I was as wet as I could get, I became somewhat embarrassed at not only the mess I made, but the sounds I made. Just then, as my legs were out of control, nearly strangling the old man, he released himself from my grip as he removed his shirt, panting and in utter expectation. Suddenly, he was all the way on top of me, face to face, and smothering me with kisses as he began to make a few strange grunts like some kind of hungry animal. That’s when he entered me again. I didn’t realize he was still erect. Eating me must have kept him turned on. I gasped, having not fully recovered from that mass orgasm, he pounded my pussy and enveloped me with nearly the full force of his massive weight. His girth completely covering me, dripping his sweat on me, thrusting, but not very rhythmically, but almost sloppy and out of control. Sometimes missing my vagina, sometimes hitting close by, his rock hard dick nearly bruising other parts of my body as he poked around, in and out, thrusting between my legs, then back in; sometimes just teasing me with the tip, and then thrusting himself in as far as he could go although his massive bulk made it impossible to fully penetrate me the way he did while I was on top, the experience was so erotic, I was speechless. I lifted my legs further as he mounted me even deeper then propped himself up a little higher. He remarked more than once about how much he liked it sloppy wet like that.

Then he fell back on me like before. That’s about the time he started talking once again: “you realize that if you can no longer breathe, you can dial ‘0’ for the front desk and they can send several men to remove me.” But at that time, I wasn’t even listening to his constant joking, although quite funny in retrospect, all I could do was moan and gasp for air. I didn’t care if he smothered me half to death, I was in such a state of bliss. He rode me faster and faster, this time, once again, not saying a word. Panting like a dog, and grunting again, I wondered if this was going to be him finally finishing up in me. Then he kissed me on the lips again and offered me a cigarette. Burl, then giddy like a schoolboy, reached into my purse, and proceeded to light a cigarette in my mouth as he lit his cigar again. He lied back next to me, dripping with sweat, his hair wildly out of place, as he let out a sigh. I looked down as he shifted, his stumpy boner bounced around like a jack-in-the-box, it was so cute. I rested my head on his thick hairy arm and could have drifted off into dreamland when he began to talk again.

“Glad you got your fireworks,” he whispered romantically as he continued to puff on his cigar.

I replied, “glad you got yours too”.

He just chuckled, “I suppose I’ve been teasing you more than you realize… But I must say, you’ve sure made an old man happy… hey, want to make an old man even happier?”

Continued in Part 3, link:

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I-LAND : EPISODE TWO

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Episode two opened with the 27 trainees who made it to I-Land. 16 male trainees and 12 female trainees and only 20 of them could stay, meaning 7 of them had to leave to the ground. “You will decide which 8 trainees will be moved to the ground. The vote for elimination will start in two hours.” the voice called over the speaker as everyone was left in shock. “This can't be happening”. “this is cruel!”. The two hour clock started and everyone began to feel very nervous. 

The I-landers began to look around at the dance practice place where they would be staying for the next few weeks. Many were amazed by the Living room, Kitchen and Gym. “This is heaven bro” Nicholas shouted as they looked around the gym. They then walked into the bedrooms and soon realized that the female and male contestants would be sharing rooms. “Wait we are all gonna have to share rooms” Nari pointed out as many then soon also realized. “Ive never shared a room with a girl!” “this might make things a little weird”. “Unnie if we both make it let's share a room” Sooyoung said “like when we were on produce!” Roza nodded her head fond at the idea of sharing a room again with the younger. 

They soon continued back to the main living area and all sat down to talk about the elimination. “I think we should just vote for someone without thinking, it's clear some people need to go” Eunhae said, leaving everyone in a little bit of shock at her rudeness. “I think we should vote for the people while thinking about the ideal lineup we want the group to have” many nodded as Seon spoke. 

During the interviews many trainees talked about who they would want in their groups and many mentioned Heeseung and Roza. “Heeseung is someone I'd want in my group”. “Roza has lots of talent, I definitely want her in my group”. Everyone tried to fill the time by talking with each other, chatting about the performances and who they were going to vote for. Tensions were slowly filling the void when the loud signal sound rang through rooms. “10 minutes til the voting for elimination”. 

As the 10 minutes came to a close, it was time for the voting to begin. I-Lander after I-Lander they went in to vote. Roza, Sooyoung and 4 other trainees voted for Eunhae due to her lackluster performance. Surprisingly Ni-ki voted for Ta-ki and Heeseung voted for Roza. Heeseung expressed his worry for her as a threat against his chance to debut. After everyone had voted they all gathered to hear the results. 

“Beginning now the 7 trainees leaving I-Land will be announced”. Sunoo with 10 votes, Sungchul with 9, Ta-ki with 9, Jihyun with 8, EJ with 6, Eunhae with 6, and lastly female trainee Kyungjin also with 6 votes. The remaining trainees felt the relife go through them as the last elimination was announced. “Wah, that's so many votes” Roza said watching as the 7 trainees head to go to the ground. “You guys can make it back” “you guys will be fine” “it's okay!” Everyone said their goodbyes and they left. “That was so tense I felt like I couldn't breathe.” Sooyoung whispered to Roza. After choosing their rooms and roommates the I-Landers get settled in and continue to look around and show off their talents, before getting ready for bed and heading to sleep. 

Then the next morning comes and everyone is excited as the first mission will be announced in 10 minutes. “Your first mission will be ‘signal song’. For you to stay in I-land you will have to all perform well as the fate of your futures lies in each other's hands.” “woah everythings up to us!”. Everyone sat and listened as ‘Into the I-land’ played and then watched as the choreo played along with it. Tensions again soon fill the room as everyone watches the video come to an end and begin to think about which part they want. “You will perform in 7 days”. “7 days??”. “how will we decide the parts?”. Everyone felt the tension get higher as they began to discuss how to choose and who will get the better parts. 

Soon both the I-Landers and Grounders sat down trying to discuss who they thought would fit each part. All with the desire to have part 1. After trying out for each part and dividing everything out they get started on learning the choreography. Heeseung took the lead and helped teach everyone the choreo. When time comes for everyone to be judged by Rain, all nerves skyrocket. After doing the dance evaluation they go straight into vocal evolution. Roza’s turn to sing, she does her part to the best of her abilities. Rain nods his head in approval at her vocals. Roza feels a little weight come off her shoulders.

Time now comes for the I-Landers to do their first performance. Everyone was very nervous. “I'm freaking out,” Nari says as Roza comes up to her. “You're gonna do fine! Just focus on yourself and you'll do fine!”. “I'm just scared I'm gonna mess up and someone is gonna get eliminated because of me”. “Stop stressing this is the first test, we will only get better from here!”. Nari, feeling herself calming down, went back to practicing. 

“You okay?” Sunghoon asks as he notices Roza herself looking stressed. “Yea, just nervous. That's all!”. Sunghoon smiles as she tries shaking her nerves out of her body. “You'll do fine, I promise! You always do”. Roza feels her cheeks heat up at Sunghoon’s compliment. Sunghoon and Roza join the rest of the I-Landers as they head to perform. 

The I-Landers head on stage and start their performances. Things go well and the performance comes to an end. “How do you think we did?” Sooyoung says as she talks with the other female trainees. “I think we did fine… maybe we could have done better” Roza says as she looks around at everyone else. “Right? We should have practiced a little more…” Yunah said as they walked back to the main lobby to wait for the scores. 

Sitting together as the scores get announced, many are left shocked as the individual scores get announced followed by the group score. “Final score is 59, this means 10 I-Landers will be eliminated”. cold air runs down Roza’s neck at the news. Others feel the same chills as they soon realize they were gonna have to eliminate 10 I-Landers. Even the grounders were shocked at the news. The episode ends as they continue to feel the nerves for what's to come. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧

[flimflamfandom]

Washboard Blues, and other Vignettes

Vignettes (I guess they call them Imagines these days?) I wrote in the Lackadaisy Discord, plus one that’s original on here.

There are 4 on offer: -You’ll Thank Me When You Grow Old (Discord) -If Only She Knew (Discord) -Washboard Blues (Discord) -You’re Gonna Look Fine (new for this post)

I also allude to an original character from @ladybugkisses ! I don’t really include her, it’s mostly about Rocky, but she’s there so I’m tagging it and mentioning Ari. Give her a follow if you haven’t already!

You’ll Thank Me When You Grow Old

Rows of sunlight snuck through the blinds in the dorm. It was cold - drafty, and wet outside, with typical dorm room quality insulation (that is to say - bad insulation) made for a rather frigid experience. 

Still, Helen was wrapped up in the covers, Olivia was in a thick bath robe - And Ivy was nowhere to be seen. That is, until the door crept open, revealing a rather bleary eyed Ivy, still in clothes from the night before - party clothes, with a hastily thrown on tweed jacket. 

Olivia peered up from her glasses while reading, like a disappointed mother. "You're home early." She said, a snide lilt in her voice. 

"I...stayed at a friend's place." 

"Sure you did." Olivia stood. "And I bet you sat there and played dominos all night, too?" Olivia walked over to her bed, and got a few things from the shelf nearby. 

"Olivia, what does it matter if-" 

"It matters that you're out so late! I was worried sick!" 

"Freckle is nothing to worry about, he's a good man!" "He works at that no good, low down Daisy-whatever. I bet he'll die in some awful shoot out anyhow." 

"Olivia!" Ivy gasped, as she removed the jacket, and her evening sleeves, "How dare you say something like that!" 

"It's true! What's next? He gets you tied up in it?" 

"...well..." 

"...IVY. MICHELLE. PEPPER." Olivia seemed mortified. "You're NOT gonna keep doing that! You'll get killed!" 

"What does it matter to you!?" 

"We're your FRIENDS, Ivy! Don't we mean ANYthing to you?" Olivia fought on a sweater, and got her shoes on. "...I'm going to class. I don't want to hear about...mobsters or whatever." Olivia put her hands on Ivy's shoulders. 

"You'll thank me when you grow old." 

Olivia walked out the door. Ivy stood there. She sniffled. Helen rubbed sleep from her eyes. 

"...oh, morning Ivy," She yawned, "Did you...see Oli? She wanted to talk to you." 

"...how did you sleep through that?" 

"Sleep through what?" 

"Nevermind.”

-

If Only She Knew

Calvin sat there as the record player warbled. Something about a washboard. He sat, nervously, in Mitzi May's office. Ivy was there, too. The two seemed to be in fairly hot water. Calvin and Ivy'd been caught by Mitzi in the broom closet as it were. Ivy, still in her green dress, looked up at Freckle. 

"Think you'll have to stop working for the Daisy?" 

"Maybe." 

"Well. Always the Marigold." She said. 

"Not in my life." He said. "If I'm forced into retirement I'm going-" 

The door opened. Ivy gripped Clavin's hand. Mitzi stormed in. "I must admit, I'm awfully cross you two chose to do this on the clock." 

"Mitzi, with all due respect, Calvin's hands were hardly near my-" 

"It's not about that!" Mitzi said. "I do NOT want to hear the details! What's important is that you should NOT be doing that at work!" 

"I'm NOT on the job!" Ivy remarked. "It's my night off!" 

"Calvin is very much on the job." Mitzi replied. 

Calvin looked down. "...I, eh...I was...staking someone out." 

"...why didn't you say something!" 

"I tried, but you kept kissing me before I could say words!" 

"I do have a nasty habit of that." Ivy said. 

"I like that nasty habit." Freckle went a bit red, and drooped his ears. 

"Aww, Calvi-" 

"Excuse me." Mitzi said, sternly. "...I'm not gonna make you two stop seein' each other, that'd be too much. But Ivy, you ask me if Calvin's workin' next time." 

"...fine." 

"And you, Mr. McMurray." Mitzi said. "What are your intentions for my daughter?" 

"...beg...pardon?"

 "Your intentions." 

"...for your daughter?" 

"No, I haven't got a daughter." 

Ivy blinked. "...you said daughter." 

Mitzi's ears stood up. "...I said Ivy." 

"You called me your daughter!" Ivy gasped. "Does that mean-" She smiled brightly, "You love me like a mom!?" 

"Ivy, please, I-"

 "Does THAT mean I'm Ivy may? I like that! I like Ivy Mcmurray more, though~" She cooed. 

"Ivy, I-" 

"You two GET OUT!" Mitzi nearly chased them out with a stick. She sighed. 

"...that girl..." 

If only she knew.

-

Washboard Blues

Glitz. Glamor. Fame. Fortune. All these things came with running the newly successful Daisy. The dresses, the drinks, the fine friends, the gorgeous parties. 

And Mitzi was stuck washing clothes, before such a party, because Wick was 'indisposed'. 

"...You've got 3 maids and a secretary." She grumbled as she scrubbed. "And none of 'em could come to help with things?" She hung something else out. She huffed, and let out a sigh. "I ain't some dainty little housewife, Wick," she spoke, to no one in particular, "if you're not even gonna marry me why make me wash the clothes?" She sighed. "Atlas never made me do that." She grumbled. "I bet ZIB wouldn't! She yelped. "I bet he'd LOVE to wash the clothes from time to time! Closest he gets to a goddamn bath." She sighed. 

"...no, no." She shook her head. "Wick's...injured." She rolled her eyes. "Here I go again, cursing the sick and needy." She got back to scrubbing. She hummed to herself, and sang. 

"Mornin' comes with cloudy skies and rain...my poor back am broke with pain....My man's sleepin', I just scrubbin', chillin', weepin', I do rubbin' age a-creepin', clothes a-tubbin', all day long..." 

She sighed, alone in the back yard, stretching her back and grunting. Her joints cracked. And then... 

"...You know, Zib," She looked over to him, "You really don't have to play that on sax." She said. 

"How am I not gonna play Hoagy Carmichael?" He walked over, and put his instrument down, carefully. 

"What're you even doing here?" 

"Band's entertaining here tonight...I see you've got a bit of the washboard blues, huh?" 

"He's got a bad back, his maids are all sick, and Lacy is already on cooking duty..." She shook her head. 

"Just bad luck on his part." 

"Hmm." Zib shrugged. "You're right, you know." 

"Hm?" 

Zib cupped her chin. "I wouldn't make you wash nothin'." 

"...su...stop." She batted at him, playfully. She smirked. "You're too much." 

"If you say so."

-

You’re Gonna Look Fine

“...Rocky?”

“Hmm?”

“You’ve been looking in the mirror for something like 30 minutes.” Mitzi said, crossing her arms. “What’s got into you? You got a court date or somethin’?”

“Not a court date,” Rocky said, “A REAL date!”

“With who?”

“Ari!” “...it doesn’t ring a bell.”

“You wouldn’t know her, anyhow.” Rocky said, dismissively. “She’s beautiful! She’s got this fiery red fur, and white tailtip, like a...fox or something! How wonderful she is, how delightful, how-”

“Rocky,” Mitzi shook her head, “I understand you got a date goin’ but frankly there’s an awful lot of work to do and I don’t want you mussin’ that suit beforehand. I-...where are you even goin’ at this time’a day that requires that sorta dress?”

“Why, only the finest establishment in town!”

“...”

“HERE!” Rocky said. “For pancakes.” He suavely straightened his tie.

“...for pancakes?”

“She never had ‘em.”

“Rocky-” Mitzi pinched the bridge of her nose. “I do hope she likes you, because I can’t imagine a lotta other women doing so.”

“Do I look okay?”

“You’re gonna look fine.” Mitzi said. “Maybe a little over dressed for a breakfast...you look like you’re on your way to your wedding!”

Rocky sighed dreamily. “I suuuuure aaaaam...”

Mitzi chuckled a bit, and batted his arm. “You really are perplexing.”

“Is that her in the window?”

Standing there was a girl, with...fiery red fur, and a white tailtip. She looked reluctant to enter. Mitzi looked over. “Well, Rocky, you know how to pick ‘em, I’ll give y’that.”

“What if she thinks WE’RE talking though?”

“...despite my better efforts I look like I could be your mother, Rocky. Go ahead, open the door for her!”

“Alright...wish me luck, Miss May, ol’ boss ol’ pal o’mine!”

“Mhm.” Mitzi walked up to the office, and sat in her desk.

“...if THIS doesn’t work out for him, nothin’ will.”

[caffeineyum]

Muffins (Chapter 4)

so the brainrot got to me, had finish this before I could focus on grad work. Little NSFW this time, here we goooo! @biomecharnotaurus

“The bastards are slow learners compared to last class,” Johnson complained as he and Alba made their way to the cafeteria. 

“They’ll get there,” Alba replied. 

“They better,” Johnson shook his head. “Or they’ll end up being an ass sorry bunch of Spartans,” He spat, as they walked into the cafeteria. 

“You know that won’t happen,” Alba reassured, handing the man a tray for his food. Johnson took it and the two made their way down the line grabbing the food they wanted. 

“They ain’t ready,” Johnson stated as they found a seat. The two stared at each other both unwavering gazes meeting. Both of them knew what that meant, the final training exercise before being official ‘Spartan IVs’. It was grueling topside training exercise on the glassed surface of Africa. 

“I’ve already pushed back the exercise once,” Alba sighed. “What else can we do?” She asked, Alba was confident in the ability of this class she had seen their potential. But Avery had a point, they were not exactly on track to face the last ‘test.’

Johnson chewed on his cigar before finally pulling it out of his mouth to take a bite of food. Alba knew he was trying to think of something. 

“Well we’ve got a month,” he said. “We have to tell them the truth,” Johnson light slammed his fist onto the table when he said truth. 

“Tell them how they’ll make a ‘sorry bunch of Spartans’,” Alba cracked a smile. 

“Exactly, and you gotta be the one to do it,” He  determined. 

“Deal,” Alba agreed, then suddenly a pair of hands reached to cover her eyes. At first she felt all her muscles tense, ready to defend herself. Then Alba recognized the slight callouses and a recent burn from a baking tray. Jane, Alba felt herself smile a little.

“Guess who?” Jane’s voice asked. 

“Jane,” Alba answered and Jane removed her hands. Jane took a seat a next to Alba. She was still wearing her apron, Alba figured this must have been a meal break of some sort. 

“Hi! Can I sit with you two? After I get my food?” Jane asked. Alba nodded.

“S-sure,” She replied then look over to Johnson who gave her a nod. 

“Ok I’ll be back!” Jane called as she went off the get her food. 

“That the muffin lady?” Johnson asked and Alba nodded confirming watching Jane get her food. “She’s pretty,” Johnson remarked, Alba nodded in agreement. Although Alba thought Jane was more like a sun, gracing anything around her with her light.  

“So ya like girls?” Johnson asked. Alba only stared at him blankly not understanding what he meant by that. “Are ya a carpet muncher?” Johnson tried again only to be met with another confused stared. “Scissor sister?” Alba raised an eyebrow. “Muff licker?” Alba’s forehead wrinkled and her lips pressed together, now she was even more perplexed. “Ya know are ya a Dyke?” Alba slowly shook her head no, the vocabulary lost on her. “Do you know what the ladies like Alba?” Johnson finally asked with a smirk. 

“I-I know Jane likes hugs,” Alba stuttered, attempting to answer, her face bright red. Only knowing that Avery was referencing something sexual. Alba had no experience in that category. She only knew that Jane’s hugs made her feel warm and special. 

Johnson let out a small belt of a laugh. 

“Well that’s just adorable,” Avery chuckled as Jane sat her tray down next to Alba’s.

“What were you two talking about?” Jane wondered.

“Oh nothing, just how much Alba likes you. She told me you make some excellent muffins,” Johnson gave Jane a smile. 

“Really?” Jane asked looking up at Alba. The Spartan was bright red now. Thinking about how in the world two women would have sex and now realizing that people probably had sex for more than its “intended purpose”. It all made sense now… What she overheard from ODSTs… people really did have sex for more than reproduction. Damn. 

“Well I’m glad she likes me and the muffins!” Jane smiled and gave Alba a side hug. Somehow Alba’s face got redder as Alba returned the side hug. The Spartan started to sweat. Would something like ‘that’ be nice? How would it feel? Jane was involved in all these questions. All of it made Alba want to pull her shirt up over her face and pretend the world didn’t exist. The Spartan felt her shoulders tense as she subconsciously tried to make herself as small as possible.  

Suddenly Alba felt a little kick from under the table. Alba snapped back to reality, making eye contact with Johnson. He had definitely kicked her and he was saying something. 

“Hey Alba, Jane just asked you said about her.” Johnson filled her in. 

“I-I said you like hugs,” Alba mumbled, still flustered. “And I think you’re amazing,” Alba found herself smiling at Jane. It was a weird smile, one that her body seemed to be doing unconsciously. The two women made eye contact. 

“Thank you!” Jane smiled back. “I think you’re absolutely wonderful and very sweet,” Jane’s grey eyes sparkled like stars and for a second Alba had to remind herself that she wasn’t looking at an angel. 

“Thanks,” Alba smiled wider, that was the best compliment she had ever received.

“Alba’s a badass. She’s got more covie kills than everyone on this boat combined and she’s the best damn instructor in the whole UNSC,” Johnson boasted.

“Oh I didn’t know I was in the presence of a UNSC warrior queen,” Jane responded. “Your majesty,” she joked faking a bow. Alba chuckled, thinking about how far ‘warrior Queen’ was from who she really was; a failed Spartan program experiment with a crazy ability to kill. But it felt nice to be seen in a different light. 

“And she never gets cold. I’ve seen this woman prance around in below zero like it’s a flowery meadow!” Johnson added. Alba tilted her head at him, why did he mention that?

“Well she really warm whenever I hug her,” Jane nodded. “It’s nice because this ship is so cold,” the smaller woman added. 

“I-If you’re cold,” Alba stuttered. “I have an extra jacket, I could… give you,” she offered. Alba didn’t really use her jackets, all but the UNSC issues hoodie that she wore only because it felt nice. Anything else was too heavy and she didn’t need it. Her augmentations kept her warmer than most jackets could. 

“Alba-“ Jane started before she was interrupted. 

“JANE! We need you back here now!” Someone yelled from behind the counter. 

“Shit,” Jane cursed as she stood up, it was the first time Alba had heard her curse. “I’ll see you tomorrow Alba!” Jane gave Alba a quick hug then grabbed her tray and bolted off in the direction of the kitchen. “Nice meeting you!” Jane called to Johnson. 

“Damn things were just starting to get good,” Johnson sighed. 

[loakstahni]

Some notes for Lyle and colten's baby boy✨

Warning ⚠: child birth, stress during birth, mentions of sex, breastfeeding, breathing scare, mentions of throwing up, fluff.

A/N: this was ment to be just notes but ended up being a fic or something-

colten and lyle didn't really plan Owen, he just kinda- happened.

Colten found out she was pregnant during the normal monthly recom check up and poof- Owen was there.

She kept things to herself, mainly because she didn't know how Lyle, a big baby himself, would react.

He did find out though, she had come back from a mission (that she was told not to go on by a medic, but she didn't listen) when she got back she thought lyle was asleep so she just started taking her vest off, and her tight undershirt kinda gave away the fact that her stomach was Slightly swollen.

Colten had a really rough 1st and 2nd trimester, she was non-stop sick, she could hardly keep food down-

When colten reached her due date lyle made sure they had everything ready, because they wanted to have a 'home birth'. Lyle spent all day cleaning their quarters, making sure the shower and bathtub was clean. He even asked the medical team for a few things, like an IV, (he learned how to do it beforehand) he even got clamps for the baby's cord and medical scissors.

Colten's water broke around 3-4 am on November 26 2173, she basicly woke up and realized she was sitting in a puddle. Lyle was already freaking out and started cleaning the bed while Colten was calmly getting her nursing bra and some towels.

her contractions started around 6:30 am, and they kinda felt like period cramps, they didn't hurt much. She ended up falling asleep again and woke up around 8:45 am.

Her contractions by then were around 12-15 minutes apart, and they felt more painful. And they were based around her hips and back, which kinda made it worse.

Around noon she ended up in the bathroom leaning agaisnt the sink counter top while lyle squeezed her hips gently. Mumbling gentle words of encouragement like, "you got this, mama." Or whenever colten would hiss or groan or whine lyle would make sure to coo at her to try and calm her down.

Around 2:34 pm Lyle got bathtub ready and made sure the water was warm, and they had the basket of towels and the padded bath mat.

At 3:30 Colten's contractions were terrible, she was at the point of tears and her contractions were 2-3 minutes apart.

Colten couldn't get comfortable at all, she kept getting out of the tub and into the shower a few times before lyle had to intervene.

She ended up back in the tub after lyle calmed her down a bit. She was on her knees most of the time, her arms on the edge of the tub with her head resting agaisnt her arms.

Lyle stayed knelt on the bathmat outside the tub, his hands running through her hair.

Around 5 pm Colten was sobbing with every contraction, sometimes she had 3 Contractions right after each other.

colten started pushing at 6:30 pm, by that time lyle had striped down to nothing but his boxers and sat in the tub with Colten, holding her back agaisnt his chest while she struggled to push.

Colten was pushing until 7:45 pm when she started sobbing that she couldn't do it, which shocked lyle because Colten wasn't a crier.

At 8:20 pm on November 26th 2173 Owen james wainfleet was born, colten scooped owen out of the water but he didn't cry, he was breathing but not crying. "Is he alright..?" Lyle mumbled, reaching over the egde of the tub to grab the clamps and scissors.

As soon as the cord was cut owen started crying, which made lyle and Colten start crying too-

Owen weighed 20 pounds (light for na'vi babies) and was 35 inches (not counting his tail) his stripe pattern matches lyle's and his Tahní pattern matches Colten's.

When Colten got owen and herself cleaned up and they moved out to the bed, she tried nursing Owen but kinda gave up, and gave owen to Lyle.

Owen started trying to latch onto lyle's nipple which made him chuckle. "He's hungry, mama." Lyle chuckles, gently handing Owen back to Colten, and he instantly started nursing from her.

Bonus✨: lyle learned how to crochet and made baby hats and socks for Owen✨

Taglist: @quicktosimp

[nd-babblinggoblinfromthevoid]

So late morning I tried 3 or 4 times to get up from the couch to attend the boys. Each time I sat for a few minutes (to transition/acclimate before trying to stand) then crashed/had to lay back down again. Could only say a few words to our roommate in passing. The last attempt to sit up I quickly realized it was highly likely I was going to lose consciousness. (And I was in and out all morning/into afternoon) I couldn't speak. I texted roommate to wake my husband because of chest pain and being near passing out.

He came up to me and it took all my strength to *whisper* a couple words to him. The rest of the time I couldn't verbally answer his concerns/questions. That's all I could muster. He and roommate got the boys changed and fed breakfast. Hubs got juice as a quick boost before liquid iv. Periodically bringing the straw to my mouth because I could barely move and had no grip strength. Made food and fed me. My entire left arm/hand was just totally weak I could barely move it. Checked my vitals and they were very low. I was cold to the touch. My body was crashing. After a long while of helping me eat and drink I started slowly improving. Im not sure how much time passed.

The boys ate, played, watched tv. While I laid there slowly becoming more coherent/stronger. Boys just went for wind down time in their rooms and hubs was able to transition me to sitting (and checked my vitals which went bonkers, yay POTS), standing, up the stairs, bathroom, then bed. I'm still slowly improving. But I definitely was scared. I cried on the couch. Both because of love and because I was a bit scared. I was able to use my right hand to sign a little while I was still not doing good. (Which now reinforces my desire to learn asl bcuz it is extremely helpful in that situation) and yeah.

That's my day so far.

[glitchbirds]

currently on day 4 post-top surgery

pain was bad first couple days but has mellowed out to the point where im mostly just uncomfortable, finally. i was a bit in a rush to stop taking the prescribed percocet/oxycodone because i didnt like the side effects, and tried to switch to plain acetaminophen the same day as surgery- horrendous mistake. dont do that. in some ways i felt worse on the first day post-op than i did the day of surgery, because of that. i switched do acetaminophen yesterday afternoon and that was a much better time for it, it definitely doesnt dull the pain As well as percocet but it works well enough

the drains make me deeply paranoid and i haaate that i have to wear them two extra days because my surgeon rescheduled my post-op a week before surgery. theyve consistently only drained small amounts (and less each day) and i keep freaking out over the idea that theyre either clogged somewhere where i cant see/reach, Or that ive accidentally pulled them partially out of place when stripping them as directed

surgical binder is arguably even more annoying to me than the drains- starting on day 3 it started hiking up my chest constantly and putting unnecessary excess pressure on wherever it folded onto. and every time i readjusted it it would just slip back into the wrong place the next time i stood up or sat down. i was finally able to readjust it today in a way that it hasnt gotten messed up again, so thats a relief

for the first couple nights sleeping or even just lying down was fucking horrible. oxycodone would make me drowsy under an hour after taking it, but lying down or sitting back up from a lying down position would cause a sharp pulling feeling in my right side. i used wedge pillows and stacked more pillows on top of that, which sometimes helped but usually just made me sleep fitfully because i was on top of an uneven lumpy pile (oxycodone made that worse- i would get vivid, half-dream half-hallucination visions and sensations and drift in and out of sleep every 5-10 minutes until it wore off). the day after surgery, the first time i tried to sleep in my own bed, i woke up a few hours later to take my next dose of pain meds and the pain from prying myself out of bed was So excruciating that i spent a full half hour sitting on the edge of my bed trying to will myself to lay back down again. i eventually limped my way to the living room couch and fell asleep sitting up with my back leaning on some pillows. i still woke up once or twice an hour that night but had no pain from getting up or lying down. the next night i slept better- woke up even less-, and last night i braved my own bed again and it was nowhere near as painful as that first time… thank god for that

in general i seem to have been more awake/lucid/active than most ppl at this stage of top surgery? esp the first couple days, i spent a lot of time restlessly pacing around the hotel room (and later the apartment). obviously still doing my best to limit upper body movements and not get complacent with my slowly improving range of motion and overextend myself. at least walking around has been good for me in terms of minimizing blood clots in my legs…? and hopefully me being bad at falling asleep hasnt caused any notable issues with the healing process. hopefully.

scotty has been a little angel of a cat, he already is very gentle and avoids stepping on people (and if he does you can barely feel it). binx on the other hand, historically, loves clambering on top of my chest and he has no concept of his own weight and it hurts like hell, so ive been rebuffing his affection a lot the past few days and having to stop him from putting his paws on my chest and climbing on. which he is heartbroken about. absolutely mournful yowling in the halls

oh also my surgeon sent me a bunch of documents with instructions around what to do but the document says that i was given “nipple sparing double incision mastectomy” and the document occasionally mentions nipple care, and i assume this is just like, a generic form and they dont have a specific version of this document for ppl who opt to have nipples removed entirely, but im just gonna say rn if they left nipples on me after the surgeon and multiple other doctors+ nurses asked me directly half an hour before surgery to confirm that i did not want nipples, im going to go fucking crazy. i cant tell through the bandages if i have them or not- i don’t think i feel anything but im reluctant to poke around there too much

[the-gods-dam-snack-bar]

Do I know you?

(Set In an Au) Bree was J.D's Best friend,so she was very concerned when he seemed really distant. "Hey Jason, You okay..?" "Yeah..Its Just" He took a Deep Breath. "Im moving....today" "Your WHAT?, You cant!" Bree said. "Its my dad who says were moving, I don't decide, im so sorry Bree" His voice was on the brink of tears, which was the first time, he felt like this since his mom died. "Okay, Just please don't forget me" Bree said finding herself crying now. "I wont" J.D reached over, wiped the tears from Bree's eyes, cradled her face and kissed her. It was both of there first's. "Uh thanks Jason.." "Now i wont forget about you"

4-5 ish years later, Bee had forgotten about J.D and his Kiss. Now at 18 his life was full of trying to be a popular girl, (despite being trans) parties, football games and sleeping with jocks. J.D however had move back to Boulder, Colorado and was looking for the girl who had been his best friend and first kiss. He really missed her, He tried dating someone else..(but she kinda blew up, him off )but he didn't feel the same spark. It took him a minute, he almost didnt recognize bee but when he did, his heart stopped. Bee was so much more attractive then when J.D left him. He had spotted Bee talking to some girls, but he had never been one to care what people said about him. So he walked up to him and practically dragged him to an empty classroom. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!" Bee protested as J.D dragged him. "LET GO!" Same ol' Bree J.D thought.

J.D plopped Bee on a desk, and started taking of his own trench coat and shirt. "Damn~! and Dude, I love hook-ups but i don't even know your name" "You don't?" J.D looked Sad "No,Sorry" "Its Jason.." "That dosnt ring a bell.." "I was your first kiss" "No, that was a sweet little kid, your a super hot man. "Well thank you, your not so bad yourself darling~" Bees face lit up like red christmas lights. "Wow uh heh um" He had been apologized for his body a million times but he was so attractive and made Bee feel good about himself. "Awww, Did i make you blush~?" J.D teased. Bee nodded, the memories of J.D had came flooding back to him and he prefered this J.D much more. J.D leaned down and started making out with bee, running his hand under Bees shirt. It was so much more mature then their first, but Bee also liked it more. "So do you rember me now~?" Bee nodded "Jason, i uh really liked it but" "But what?" "I have a boyfriend" "Thats okay.. Meet me at 12 am, Same house as last time i was here." He said, kissed Bee again then left.

Bee entered J.Ds room through his window "Heyyyyy Jason~" Bee sat on the foot of J.Ds bed and started taking off his clothes. Blush rose to J.Ds cheeks and he turned his face so he couldn't see Bee. But he looked just a little. "Bree-uh what are you doing?" "Two things, Since were friends..can you call me Bee?" "Yeah of course..why?" "Im trans." "Okay then Bee~ " J.D said running his hand through bees hair. "Whats the second thing?" He asked Bee. "Well uh i thought you wanted Sex." J.D shook his head "No, i mean not yet,well uh maybe. But I thought we could get rid of your boyfriend" "Jason, We cheat on each other all the time, I can just be with you" "No Bee, I want to Be with you, like in public, and everything, ive been waiting for years. Plus im Good at getting rid of people." "Okay Jason, i trust you" Bee leaned in and kissed J.D

Bee Led J.D to his boyfriends house and to their room. "Oh hey Bree" His boyfriend Said groggily. J.D didn't allow more talking. He pulled out a knife, slit Bees boyfriend wrists and shot him. Then Bee started sobbing "JASON, WHAT DID YOU DO?" "I Got rid of him." J.D picked up Bee, spun him around a little, and kissed him. "Welcome to Being my Boyfriend.

[navibluebees]

Pieces of a Soul - Chapter 4

Please read before interacting.

Warning for a little bit of blood and atonement.

After the announcement, we went back to the base, giving everyone time to think over and accept what was to come. Naomi felt a pang of pity for Jake. He was handling an unimaginable situation so well.

Over the next week, the Omaticaya came and set up dwellings, made a fire pit, brought everything they had. Some preferred to live a bit closer to the trees, but they were all near the gate. Naomi sat in the lab, flipping through one of Dr. Augstine’s old field notebooks. She read each note and tucked away each piece of information she could glean. The chair across from her was pulled out. Norm sat down, a worried look on his face. She shut the book; this was not a normal expression for him. He was usually off with his kids, smiling like he couldn’t get enough.

Over the time apart, Jake and Norm had met up regularly, resulting in Norm being around the clan more. This led to him becoming a father. Many children were war orphans now, and he’d bonded with a few who absolutely adored him.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

He sighed deeply and said, “I’m worried about you. I want to help if you feel stuck or scared or whatever. I’m here for you.”

She pinched her lips together, trying not to cry. He reached for her hand and said,  “I wonder if it’s time for you to use your Avatar.It’s been a while since you got here and now that things seem to be settling down, it might be a good opportunity for you. Plus, it’s pretty awesome to not need a mask when you go out,” he added with a dry chuckle.

Naomi looked toward the window and tried to cover her trembling mouth as a tear slipped out. Norm rose and came around, grasping her hands in his. “Hey, if you really aren’t ready, you don’t have to.”

“No, no I want to. I’m just so afraid. So much has happened and it’s a new thing and what if I don’t do it right and what if I make a bad Na’vi and -“ She stopped, feeling his hands squeezing her arms. She paused, taking a deep breath, struggling to claw her way out of the spiral.

“You are great. You know so many things about the environment and will have less limitations in an Avatar body. If you need to stop, it’s okay. I’ll be with you the whole time.”

Naomi sniffed and threw her arms around him, holding him tightly. In such a short time, he’d become so much like an older brother to her, even closer than her biological brother had been on Earth.

“I’ll do it.”

~~~

She slowly laid down in the pod. Her body was swarming with nerves like a hive of bees in her stomach. Norm held her hand tightly. “I’ll go in right away so I can be there when you wake up. See you on the other side.” He smiled and ran to his pod while Max started hers. The lid began to close and she shut her eyes hoping to drift off quickly. 

Bright lights flashed in her eyes and someone was tapping on her face. Her eyes focused and she was startled to see Norm’s Avatar face hovering over hers. “A bit close, huh, Norm?”

He snorted and helped her sit up. Her extremities began to tingle as she gained feeling. She wiggled her fingers and toes, too afraid to look anywhere but at Norm. The medical staff checked her vitals and motor control. All too soon they said, “Alright, you’re good to stand.”

Naomi wobbled a bit as she rose, steadying herself with a hand on the bed. She turned and startled as she tapped an IV pole with her tail. She grabbed it and studied it, becoming giddy when it twitched from excitement. Someone spoke behind her and her ear swiveled. She gasped and reached up to feel the rounded edges of her newer, longer ears. She whirled and started toward the mirror, too curious to be afraid anymore. She grinned widely at herself, watching her fangs poke out more. When she looked higher, tears sprung to her eyes. She’d been so scared of this moment. So unsure of how she might feel. Her eyes were a bright green, reminding her of a peridot gemstone she’d seen in a textbook. Her bioluminescent spots, so faint in the light, were the pattern of her freckles on her human face. Even in this new body, she felt so much like herself.

She turned to go outside and toward the Avatar sleeping quarters to find her cot and new clothes. Norm followed after and showed her where her new body would rest. She was able to find a comfortable outfit of a soft, sleeveless shirt and shorts, being careful of her queue as she changed. Seeing the small tendrils of her nervous system made her gape in awe.

After she stepped out, Norm had some fruit ready for her. It was so much more enjoyable fresh and she breathed deeply, enjoying the peace of the moment. A whoop slipped out of her and she took off running, vowing she would never wear shoes again. Even without the bond, she felt so much more in this body, the soft Pandoran soil turning up under her feet.

She spun around, reeling, and locked eyes with a face outside of the fence. Keveya stood with a faint smile on his face, growing as she walked closer to the fence. Many of the clan preferred to live beside the Avatars rather than the machines. He had been patching up his tent and had paused at the noise.

He stood as she came closer, noting her joy and the flush across her cheeks. She paused, breathless, and took in his appearance in the daylight. He was tall as all Na’vi were. His loincloth a dark green, his knife strung across his body, a crystal handle outside of the sheath. His braids were pulled back off of his neck with a leather band, the beads sparkling among his hair.

She reached for her wrist to twist her bracelet as she had over the time she’d worn it. Not feeling it, she had a sense of panic before remembering it was on her other body in the pod.

“Uh … I can’t wear the bracelet in this body. Sorry.”

“Why do you apologize? You have done nothing wrong.” 

She began to twist at the hem of her shirt, worried she might have upset him.

“I will make you another. Was it to your liking? Would you like something else?”

“No, no, I love it!”

“Do you want to come with me to gather the materials?”

“Oh, um, let me ask if I can go.”

Naomi turned and sprinted back to Norm to ask if she could explore with Keveya. Concerned, Norm asked, “Are you sure he’s the best person to be around?”

Naomi trembled as she held a pleading hand out to him. “Mìmuk said he is different. I want to know if that is true. I don’t want to be afraid anymore.”

With a firm nod, Norm handed her an ear piece and the connecting throat band, making her promise to call if she needed anything.

~~~

As she exited the gate, she began walking to the small group of tents, Keveya popping out from his as she got closer.  He had a new pouch slung around his waist for gathering materials. He gestured toward the forest and turned to walk with her close behind. The storm of panic reared its beastly head and she reached for his arm, stopping him in his path.

“Why did you attack me?” Her voice came out small.

Weak, she thought.

Brave, he thought.

It was time. Keveya turned and breathed deeply. He paused. What words could heal this? He fell to his knees, desperately clutching the hand she had put on his arm. He pressed it to his forehead, slowly rocking on his heels. She sunk next to him, aware of eyes that watched them curiously. Her need to appease, to soothe, began to overwhelm and blind her senses but before she could speak, he cut her off. He looked at her deeply and she was snared in his amber eyes.

“I am so deeply sorry. When I saw you, I was engulfed with grief. Both of my parents were torn from me. My friends, neighbors, my home… When I saw you, you were just another human in a suit, here to destroy. To take. I am so ashamed I have caused you this pain. I have witnessed your kind heart. You were helpful and curious and I crushed you. I am so sorry and I wish to heal this hurt I have caused.”

Stunned, Naomi stared at him, unable to form words. She sat for a moment, struggling to comprehend the riot of emotions clashing inside her.

Worried by her silence, he looked up at her. When they locked eyes, she quivered. “I See You,” she whispered.

His face crumpled with sorrow and something akin to relief. His hand trembled as he reached for his knife. He unsheathed it swiftly and held it out to her in a supplicating gesture. Confused, she pulled away.

Bowing his head he said, “You must cut. As I did.” 

Tears sprang to her eyes. “I can’t…”

“Please,” he begged. “It is atonement. It is our way.” He slowly extended his leg to her, resting the knife at his calf with the handle toward her. Her fingers shakily closed around it. He nodded at her. Her brain couldn’t forge even the simplest thought. She brought the knife down.

~~~

Keveya seemed lighter after Naomi cut his leg. She trembled and dropped the knife in the grass. He wiped her hand off with a cloth tucked into his pouch.

“What if your feelings overtake you like that again? I don’t want to get hurt again.”

He smiled softly at her and brushed a stray curl away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “It is nothing you have to worry about, little one.”

He rose to walk toward his tent, shooing off her help. It was something he must do on his own. He fought the limp the whole way there. 

Once it was wrapped, he went back to her, seeing her curled up on herself as she sat in the grass. She immediately hid her face before peeking out slightly at him. He gave her a lopsided smile before patting her hair and smoothing the flyaway curls. “Naomi, it is alright. It was my punishment to take. Let us go make you a new bracelet.”

He carefully helped her up, wrapping a hand around her arm to guide her. As they went into the forest, he held leaves aside for her, showing her through to a clearing full of fan lizards. She gasped and ran through, scattering them around as they spun away. On the other side of the brush, she could hear water. He camee up behind her and gestured for her to keep going.

“We come to the water to look for a stone or shell to make into beads for your bracelet. Wait, do you want something different?”

Naomi shook her head, “No, a bracelet is good. I like to twist it when I get nervous.”

He offered an understanding smile. They began to sift through the sand at the edge of the water with their fingers. “Wait, Keveya, how did you know my name?”

A bit shamefaced, he met her gaze and grimaced. “Neytiri made sure I did. My pain is my explanation, but it is no excuse-“

Hooves pounded through the forest. Keveya looked up at Naomi wide-eyed and snatched her up from the stream, hauling her out of the way up to a hollowed tree. Pa’li broke through the brush, hunters riding atop them. They paused after seeing him, then realized someone was behind him. 

“Who have you got there?” One of the men snickered, teasing Keveya.

Keveya’s face grew hot, unsure what to say. Naomi placed a gentle hand on his arm, her touch feather-light. He turned to her still blocking her from view. She gave a small smile and stepped around him. The hunters were a bit unsettled seeing her Avatar form. One rode forward and dismounted, walking closer to the two. Tongue-tied, Naomi managed to get out that they were looking for materials for a bracelet. 

The hunter smirked and looked down at her, still managing to be taller than her even in her Avatar form. Mìmuk glanced between the two of them, an unspoken question on her face. Her gaze was too intense to meet and Naomi ducked her head. “Little one. You have grown.”

[got-to-love-a-badboy]

You’re shitting me part 2

Billy didn't show up at your house the next day, or the day after, or the day after that. Part of you expected the romantic movie ending happening, with him running to your house in the rain, standing outside your window confessing his love for you, but deep down you knew that wasn't Billy.

After you told your parents your father didn't speak to you for a good week, your mother was a little off but she didn't say too much because she knew  once you had set your mind to something then nothing would change it, they agreed to help you out as long as you went back to college at a later date.

Your mom went to your first doctors appointment with you where they confirmed your pregnancy and gave you a due date.

Eventually you returned to school, you had been off for 4 week, you knew for sure you saw Billy drive past your house on multiple occasions, driving slow for what ever reason but he didn't get out of the car to come see you.

Today would be the first day he would see you, as you had just hit your 2 month mark your belly was beginning to show on your tiny frame.

You walked through the huge glass doors at the front of Hawkins high, you felt the nerves in your stomach although you wasn't sure what you was more nervous for, people asking you or Billy seeing you and your bump.

Lunch rolled around and you had managed to avoid Billy so far but you had been asked 5 times are you pregnant? Who is the father?, you thought it pointless to deny your pregnancy as you would only get bigger as the days went along, you did make one consistent comment about the father, you would tell them you didn't want to discuss the father as the two of you hadn't spoken about it much and wanted to respect his processing time, which you thought was a rather mature answer and despite Billy been a complete dick it was respectful for him if he chose to not be involved.

As you sat down to lunch your usual girl group joined you, Lisa has been to your home every day so she knew what was happening with Billy and yourself but the other girls wanted to know all of the details and you had just about had enough so you excused yourself and began walking out of the cafeteria when you bumped into the only person you have been trying not to see, Billy.

He wasn't alone, he was surrounded by his usual group of morons including Tommy.

As soon as his eyes met you he looked down at your stomach, when you noticed you moved your hands  down to try block the bloated belly.

Tommy looked at you and sniggered, Billy shot him a deadly glare "Tommy fuck off , now", as he began walking off, you tried to walk in the other direction past Billy before he stopped you, "y/n wait", when you turned around to look at him he pulled you by your arm into an empty room next to the cafeteria, "wait! What do you think I have done for the last 4 weeks Billy!", he rolled his eyes before looking at your belly, you noticed this "yep still there, it's grown Billy so it's going to get bigger each day", he tried to make general conversation, "I know, but erm.... How have you ....erm how you been?", you pinched the bridge of your nose before replying, "in all honesty Billy, not good, iv needed you, like really needed you, I expected a few days it was a huge huge shock but 4 weeks!?", your eyes began to fill with tears, Billy obviously didn't know what to say, He stood in front of you mouth open, again the urge to run came over you and you bolted for the parking lot.

You couldn't hear or think you just ran and ran before stopping at a bench in the middle of the parking lot, that's when you heard footsteps behind you.

As you turn around you see Billy running towards you, "Y/N god damn it your fast for a pregnant lady, look we need to talk I know that, iv driven by your house so many times but didn't get out because I'm a fucking idiot. I just can't do this, be a dad at our age" he genuinely looked sad but you couldn't comprehend his emotions and what he wanted, "yeah no shit Sherlock! I don't want to be a mom Billy, I wanted to leave Hawkins and have a fucking life but because of our shitty choices that won't be an option but the difference is I am accepting it and making the most of it, you can just walk away and find a whore to fuck like nothing happened, no one knows your the father and I will keep that secret until my dying day if that is what you want" you tell him, it hurt to say that out loud but you had to let him know his options and that you had made your choice.

Billy sat on the bench with his head in his hands not saying a word, you let him have this time to compose what he needed to say, you wanted an answer so you could move on.

"Do you not think id be the worst father in the history of fathers Y/N?" He asked you as he avoided eye contact, you accepted this as this is him trying.

"No Billy, I really don't", you sit next to him on the bench and put your hand on his knee, "I think you would know exactly how to not treat a child, you would be Neil's opposite, if it was a girl you would treat her what to not accept from a boy" you raised your eyebrows as he looked at you and smiled as he nudged your shoulder.

"What if I fucked it up and ruined both of you, like he has to me and my mom", you got on your knees infront of him and looked him dead in the eyes, "Billy you are nothing like him! Iv told you this before, I love you Billy Hargrove, this has to be your choice ok but I believe in you and I believe in us, or what we could be if we was dating", Billy looks up at you giving you a deep laugh, "anyway you know where Il be when you decide", with that you walk away and don't see Billy again the whole school day.

Later that night you hear tapping at your window, there has only ever been one boy who tapped on your window, you run to the window and smile as you open it, "hey Billy, I wasn't expecting to see you here", he slips into your room and hangs his jacket on your chair before sitting on your bed, "ok Y/N, I don't talk feelings and all that bullshit but no one has ever even said they believe in me before, never and you did, it got me thinking why we were never 'official'", he said using air quotations, you look at him very confused, "it's simple really, your a Jack ass" you replied with a smile, he let out one of his deep laughs and pulled you closer to put a kiss on your temple.

"Billy I don't want to force you to be with me on this, it is your choice but there is a baby inside of me growing who needs their parents, wether we are together or not I don't want you missing out on a relationship that will restore your belief in people, imagine a little girl in her pink dress chasing you around calling you daddy, you protecting her from boys and showing her what she deserves, or a little boy who can obsess over your Camaro with you, matching jeans and jacket", a small smile appeared on his face, "ye but think about the shit show that comes with it, where would the baby live? How would we buy crap for it to sleep in and things, I'm a summer lifeguard Y/N" you looked down as you knew his points were extremely valid, "you are right Billy, iv thought about nothing else for the past 4 weeks but I know my parents will help out a lot, they said as long as I go to college when the baby is like pre school age or what ever then they will help, which I want to do anyway, I'm not stay at home mum material, we leave high school in 6 months, I could finish school before the baby comes, you could get a job after school is done", Billy look you directly in the eyes, he wanted to be as positive as you but he just couldn't, "I'm a fuck up Y/N, always have been always will be, if I don't fuck up being a dad Il fuck up with you, il hurt you and you will never speak to me again, it's what I do Y/N.".

You could sense Billy getting upset or angry but you knew him too well, you had to shake him out of this pitty party he was throwing himself, "Billy there is a chance in any relationship that it won't work, don't use that as an excuse to not want to do this, like I have said before I love you and I want us to try for our babies sake but I will not force you to", He stood up and stood you up with him, he had one hand on your hip and this spare hand was holding your chin up with one finger, "you are the only person I have ever met who I allow to answer back to me and tell me I'm being a dick, that has to count for something right?.... We both know the risks ok, let's try being official and raise this baby", you knew this wasn't the romantic movie announcement you visioned buy this was big for Billy, you pulled him closer and your lips crashed together, after a few moments you pulled away, "I missed kissing those lips Hargrove, your never leaving again", he pulled you in again before telling you "that's the plan angel".

The end 💕

Part 1