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You’ll Never Go Down to the Gods Again

Part III/X

Pairing: dark!Alpha stepbrother Ransom Drysdale x innocent!naive Omega stepsister reader

Words: ~3.1k

Summary: Ransom is starting to get used to having you around. Maybe he should be more worried about that.

Chapter Warnings: A/B/O, explicit language, explicit sexual content (female masturbation implied, mirror sex, handjob, m receiving oral, oral knotting, scenting kink, ruined kink, multiple orgasms, minor degradation), no real plot to speak of, dark-adjacent, super naive reader,stepcest, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: Chapter three! And it’s all porn. I’m not even sorry. Some very subtle hints about where we may be heading with these two, but there’s not a whole lot of plot here in spite of my intention to add some. May do an inter chapter drabble to flesh some things out, who knows!

Not beta’d so all mistakes are my own

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Ransom groaned as he leaned against the elevator wall while he waited for the doors to open to his apartment.

For some reason, every Omega that had approached him tonight while he was out drinking had seemed especially annoying. Needy, fake, constantly seeking his approval and attention when he thought the look on his face had made it pretty clear he wasn’t interested. He could still smell the cloyingly sweet stink of the last one on himself, like overripe citrus and honey that didn’t seem good for attracting anything except fruit flies.

All he wanted was a shower and to go to sleep, sighing when the door finally opened to his apartment and feeling himself start to relax when the faint trace of your scent filled his lungs. If he had been more sober he might have worried about the fact that he had started to associate your smell with home, but that was a problem for another day. It was late so he was sure you must be asleep, at least until he heard a startled chirp from the couch and turned to see you trying to cover yourself with a blanket while you avoided his gaze.

“Bunny? What are you still doing up?” He cocked his head at you while you tried to curl in on yourself, not missing the way your thighs were squeezed together as your fingers skirted over your stomach.

“I… I didn’t think you were coming home tonight.” You felt yourself growing warmer as he kept staring at you, trying to hide how aroused you were. “I’m so sorry, Alpha.”

“Why are you sorry, bunny?” He had an idea, but he wanted to hear you say it, stalking closer to you and scenting the air as the smell of sex and you grew stronger. “What were you doing?”

“I was… it’s just…” You looked like you were about to cry and that just made him want to ruin you even more. “It felt so good when Alpha Everett used his mouth on me, and I know I’m supposed to save any pleasure for my Alpha, but I couldn’t help it! I need to feel it again, Alpha, please…”

“Oh, poor little bunny.” He was loving every second of this, finally coming to stand in front of you and gripping your chin so he could tilt your face up and force you to look him in the eyes. “You want to come, honey? Want to make that sweet little pussy cream all over your fingers? Use your words.”

“Yes, Alpha.” You opened your mouth to pant desperately when Ransom cupped your jaw, whining when he dragged his thumb over your bottom lip as your eyes fluttered from how needy you were. “Please, help me make my… my pussy feel good.”

“Oh, good girl.” Ransom growled at the filthy word leaving those innocent lips of yours, pulling you to your feet and scenting your neck as he started pulling you towards his bedroom while you kept making soft, wanton noises. “Don’t worry, baby, your mate is probably gonna want to watch you touch that pretty cunt all the time. We have to make sure you know what to do.”

“Oh, thank you Alpha.” Your voice was breathy and low as he sat on the foot of the bed and pulled you into his lap, having you face the mirror and pulling your knees over his thighs so he could spread them wide. “Oh my goodness.”

“I know, god, you’re fucking gorgeous, bunny.” Ransom wound his fingers through yours and slowly trailed them over the inside of your thigh, his lips brushing against your neck while he watched you closely in the mirror with a predatory gleam in his eye. “Relax, honey, and watch close, okay?”

All you could do was whimper when he slid your fingers over your slit and spread your petals apart, leaning your head back on his shoulder and licking your lips when he sucked on your ear. Then he growled and bit your lobe, and you forced yourself to lift your head so you could keep your eyes on the mirror. Slick was pouring out of you and making it easy for Ransom and your fingers to glide over your sex, spreading your mess all over you until your cunt was glistening and swollen and throbbing with your heartbeat as Ransom touched you with your own fingers and pressed gentle kisses over your jaw. Ransom suddenly pressed your fingers against a small nub at the top of your core and you sucked in a harsh breath, arching into his touch and trembling as your toes curled and blood rushed in your ears.

“Oh! What…” it was the same sensation that Alpha Everett had drawn from you. You hadn’t been able to find the spot on your own and now it felt like you were drowning in pleasure, purring while your eyes rolled in your head and you kept sucking in deep breaths. “What is that? Mmmm, it feels so good, Alpha.”

“Oh, you poor dumb baby. You really don’t know anything, do you bunny?” Ransom nipped gently at your mating gland as he felt his cock growing harder underneath your ass, groaning when you squirmed in his lap and trying not to grind against you when he felt your pussy throb under his fingers and watched it clench in the mirror when he kept softly circling your swollen button. “That’s your clit, bunny. If you ever want to make yourself feel good again, just rub it… shit just like that, and you’ll come. But if you want to feel even better…”

“Hngh… ah!” You could barely even form words anymore when he grabbed your other hand and slid one of your fingers inside you alongside his, rubbing your clit harder and stroking the roof of your cunt while he sucked on your gland and made you feel like you were going to pass out. “Al-Alpha, oh Alpha…”

“Jesus Christ, I know, baby.” Every single sweet sound that fell from your lips was making him harder, your scent getting more and more intense as you mewled and keened and your slick soaked both of your hands. “You feel that rough, spongy spot right there? That’s your g-spot. Doesn’t it feel good when you stroke it, bunny?”

“Mmhm, yes Alpha.” It felt like every muscle in your body was winding tighter as Ransom kept helping you work both of these new spots, your mouth filling with saliva and your breasts heaving as your breath sawed in your chest and you felt your pussy clench around your fingers.

The soft wet sounds that were coming from your soaked channel were obscene, your body growing warmer under your stepbrother’s touch as you struggled to keep your eyes from fluttering closed. Ransom’s gaze met yours in the mirror and you gasped at the intensity of his gaze, your body arching into his hands as you felt that strange coil drawing tight in the pit of your stomach. Then his teeth scraped over your mating gland as he let out a low growl and slid a second finger inside you and you felt everything snap, pleasure crashing around you and making you scream as every nerve in your body lit up and you trembled wildly in his grasp.

“Ah, fuck! God you’re so fucking tight.” Ransom felt like he was losing himself as he watched you fall apart in the mirror, burying his face in your neck and moaning as he breathed your scent in deeply while you squirted everywhere and let out a sharp cry. “Good girl… so fucking good for me bunny.”

“Th… thank you, Alpha.” You whimpered when you sagged back against him, panting heavily while you turned your face to nuzzle at Ransom’s cheek and shuddering when he pulled your fingers out of your still fluttering cunt.

“Of course, I’m here to help you, bunny.” He kept a hand on your thigh while he dragged your slick stained fingers up your torso, brushing his nose against yours and gazing into your eyes while he sucked your digits into his mouth and let out a lewd moan. “Fuck… delicious. You wanna taste yourself, bunny?”

“Oh, I…” you felt your cheeks heating up while you watched him lick your fingers clean, his eyes so dark they were practically black while he breathed heavily into your open mouth and you couldn’t help but slide your body closer to his. “Do you want me to taste, Alpha?”

The sound Ransom made at that was somewhere between a purr and a growl while he curled a hand around the back of your neck, turning your body in his lap as he molded his lips to yours and slid his tongue into your mouth. You melted into him with a whine when you tasted yourself on his tongue, clutching his shirt in your fists and letting your eyes fall closed while you lost yourself in your first kiss.

“See how good you taste, bunny? Whoever mates you is gonna get drunk off this sweet little cunt all the time.” He couldn’t stop gazing at you even after you disconnected, cupping your jaw gently and slowly tracing the curve of your cheek with his thumb as he brushed his nose over yours and tried to ignore the way his cock was throbbing in his slacks. “How you feeling, bunny?”

“I feel so good, Alpha.” You chased after his lips with a needy whine, pressing your chest to his and sliding your hands down his stomach slowly while you ran your tongue over your bottom lip. “I want to make you feel good too, please, lemme be good for you Alpha. Just tell me what to do.”

“Bunny… ah, shit!” Ransom hadn’t planned on going any further than showing you how to touch yourself, but then you were reaching down to undo his belt and softly stroking his cock over his slacks and he’d have to be a special kind of idiot to not give you another lesson. “You are, you’re so good, bunny. Fuck, you’re gonna spoil your mate so much.”

“That’s all I want, Alpha.” Your voice was a sultry moan as you leaned forward and brushed your lips over his jaw, gasping into his ear and smiling when you pulled his cock out of his slacks and struggled to wrap your hand around it as he let out a shuddering growl. “Should… should I use my hand, or my mouth?”

“Oh, fucking Christ, just start with your hand bunny.” Ransom was trying so hard to keep himself under control, but those big innocent eyes and the way you were tentatively dragging your fist over his cock was set to drive him feral. “Squeeze a little harder, honey and just make a tugging motion… oh shit.”

“Like that?” The way Ransom sucked in a harsh breath and nodded vigorously when you choked your grip under his tip made you preen, your gaze dropping to his cock as you bit your lip and leaned your head on his shoulder. “Is it supposed to be leaking like that?”

“What? Fuck!” His chest heaved when you swiped your thumb through the precum that was leaking from his slit, the hand he had resting on your waist squeezing you while his hips rose up to meet your hand. “Yeah, it means you’re doing good, bunny.”

“Really?” Oh god, you looked so happy, what were you doing to him?

Ransom couldn’t dwell on that thought when your lips brushed over his gland, feeling your slick soaking through the fabric of his slacks as you slowly humped his thigh while your hand kept pulling on his cock. You were a fucking natural, he couldn’t stop congratulating himself for deciding to take advantage of you. If he hadn’t been drunk still, maybe he would’ve been concerned about the fact that all he could think about was keeping you for the rest of your lives, but then you chirped as you nuzzled at his throat and squeezed him harder and all he could focus on was how every muscle in his core was growing taut.

“Good girl, ah, you’re so fucking good.” He started pressing his lips all over your temple when your hand sped up, purring into your hair and letting your scent wash over him while he held you close.

“I wanna taste it, lemme taste you, please Alpha?” You looked up at him pleadingly as your tongue flicked along your bottom lip, your voice low and thick with lust as you slid between his legs and started to sink to the floor. “I just want to make you feel good.”

“Bunny… goddamn it!” Ransom hissed when you traced the tip of your tongue over his slit with tiny kitten licks when you finally fell to your knees, screwing his eyes closer and struggling not to collapse back on the bed when kissed his spongy head and hummed against his skin at his taste. “Just… don’t fucking stop. Such a good girl.”

You smiled softly up at him when he praised you, cocking your head and gazing at his cock before wrapping your lips around him on an instinct. The heavy, musky taste of him exploded inside your mouth and made your eyes roll back in your head as you felt yourself sinking into a lust filled haze. It felt like this was what you were made for; to please your Alpha, to make them weak, let them use you however they saw fit whenever they wanted as you let them leave their mark all over you. Your hindbrain was urging you to please the Alpha, the scent of his pheromones and sex practically drowning ou and making you whine as you took him deeper into the warm, wet cavern of your mouth.

Ransom finally snapped when you tried to take him down your throat and gagged messily but so fucking pretty, snarling and grabbing your hair so he could drive his hips into your face while you made a muffled noise of protest and then glee. Your lips were stretched painfully tight around him as you gazed up at him with tear filled eyes, slick pouring down your thighs as you let him use your mouth and your drool ran down his length and dripped over his balls. He couldn’t think of anything that looked prettier than you on your knees, completely wrecked for him. It made the pleasure that was curling around the base of his spine even more intense as he felt his knot starting to swell and gritted his teeth.

“Bunny, you’re gonna… oh fuck!” He tried to pull out but then you whined and swallowed around him and he lost it, collapsing back on the mattress with a wretched shout as his back arched and he shot his cum down your spasming throat.

You felt his knot lock him behind your teeth and stretch your jaw even more painfully wide, a low moan escaping from between your lips when your cunt fluttered around nothing as you came again at the sheer delight of pleasing your Alpha. Your throat couldn’t stop constricting around him while you gazed at him and managed to breathe through your nose, running your hands over the insides of his thighs and purring softly while you kept massaging the underside of his length with your tongue. His cum was like nothing you’d ever tasted before, musky and strong and undeniably Ransom, you wanted more of it.

Ransom hissed when you kept swallowing around him, his knot swelling even more as he felt his pleasure building again faster than he would have thought possible. He groaned when he sat up and got a look at you, your eyes glassy and tear filled with creamy drool leaking from your lips and down your chin. Your eyes fluttered closed when he rested his hand on your head, the only thought in your mind was to please your Alpha and make him feel good.

“Bunny, if you don’t stop I’m gonna come again, fuck.” That only seemed to spur you on, your hands sliding over his thighs until they were framing his hips, like you were trying to take him even deeper and draw every last drop from him. “Goddamn it…”

He let his head drop back between his shoulders defeatedly while you kept gagging around him and drew him to another, petting your hair and letting his hips jerk erratically as he shot another load down your eager throat while he couldn’t do anything but groan. When he finally lifted his head you were still looking at him with those eyes filled with almost adoration, resting your cheek on his thigh and purring as he brought his hand down to cup your cheek.

“That’s a good girl, just keep breathing, bunny.” Ransom couldn’t take his eyes off your ruined face, it was almost impossible to believe this had been your first time sucking a cock, but damn if he couldn’t get used to knotting that perfect mouth of yours. “Perfect girl, it’s gonna take a few minutes to go down, honey, just relax.”

You could barely even hear him, your brain buzzing in a blissful fog while he stroked his fingers along your jaw as your eyes fluttered shut. It took a little while for his knot to start to go down, and as soon as he was able he was sliding out of your mouth and drawing you up into his lap. Ransom chuckled when you let out a soft chirp and immediately buried your face in his neck, not too worried about the fact that you didn’t seem to be able to respond to his inquiries about how you were feeling with anything except a series of satisfied hums. He tucked himself back into his slacks before lifting you and carrying you to the bathroom to get cleaned up, keeping you tucked close to his chest while he wet a cloth with warm water and started wiping the mess off your face.

“Such a sweet bunny.” He grinned at the fucked out smile you were giving him, still feeling a little buzzed and constantly leaning forward to scent your hair as he ran the cloth over your skin. “You’re gonna make it real hard to send you to some other asshole Alpha, pretty girl. Making me want to keep you around with how good you’re doing with your lessons. Gonna have to think of what you should learn next.” You

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Greg Stocks and Vic Ethanol absolutely busting it down at the blood rave is everything I didn’t know I needed

[damthosefandoms]

the thing is I have no idea how to put it into words but dally loves about as hard as soda does. just in a very different, very specific kind of way. soda loves everyone at first glance until it’s proven a mistake and dally loves only a few specific people so much it kills him.

[designernishiki]

it’s kinda funny to me how that dumb scene in kiwami 1 of majima getting shot and left for dead in the harbor was basically just added as a half-assed way to explain majima not being around for a bit of the plot, but they accidentally(?) just made it seem like start of a chain reaction where majima ended up feeling slighted and heartbroken after being abandoned like that and then lashed out about it via smashing a big truck into the building kiryu was in. and yeah that isn’t inherently a romantic thing as-is but then they go and add the part where majima grabs a hostess and performatively hits on her as in-kiryu’s-face as possible, she says she’s already in love with someone, and majima lets her go immediately, no questions asked, making a big fucking point of it just to say see THAT kiryu? I appreciate when people are HONEST about their FEELINGS. people who won’t just BACKSTAB someone who CARES about them to save themselves. is that so crazy kiryu?? huh??? anyway make it up to me get down here and fight me right fucking now

[valewritessss]

I don’t give a fuck about walking into the kids section of the bookstore. If I want to find my percy jackson books I’m going to do so with zero shame because these little gremlins don’t appreciate the place like I do

[sparklingcid3r]

i’m still thinking abt the rumble. darry and steve really had that shit locked down, there was no need to bring the squad😭🙏

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

KT and Nina randomly being college roommates is canon, I don’t care that the odds are super slim. I think it’s fate.

[lacewise]

You will never know how to tell bad academic literature from good academic literature unless you’re willing to read academic literature and take experts in good faith

Just check their sources and those sources, look up anything that seems to be sketchy or outside their purview, familiarize yourself with common biases in those fields and you’ll be fine.

I realize that’s a lot of things but I will repeat this until long after I have become a ghost: there are NO shortcuts to literacy. None.

[seventh-district]

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[m4ndysk4nkovich]

something i will never be able to recover from is the fact that debbie gallagher and mandy milkovich, two characters who both oversexualized themselves and thought that their bodies were the only thing that made them worth anything, are often talked about in the fandom as “annoying, but i like them because they’re hot”.

[hana-bobo-finch]

I fucking hate miya I fucking hate miya I fucking hate miya I FUCKING HATE HER SO MUCH I HATE HER SO FUCKINH MUCH someone is gonna have to sedate me before I EXPLODE

[the-iceni-bitch]

You’ll Never Go Down to the Gods Again

Part X/X

Pairing: soft!stepbrother Alpha Ransom Drysdale x stepsister!fem Omega reader

Words: ~2.7k

Summary: You and Ransom navigate the aftermath of everything that’s happened, and finally start your new life together.

Chapter Warnings: explicit language, A/B/O, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, knotting), pregnancy symptoms, mentions of violence (nothing in detail just referenced), minor manipulations, hints at other series in the AU, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: It’s finished!!!! They’ve got their semi-happy ending and they made it all the way through. Our soft babies deserve all the happiness and safety and for nothing bad to happen to them ever again.

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“Are you goddamn insane?” Ransom put his hands on his hips and drew in a deep breath as he stared at Harlan incredulously, tapping his foot and scoffing when the older man just shrugged and nodded. “I’m not a fucking politician.”

“Neither is he.” Harlan took a slow sip from his mug of coffee as he watched Ransom closely. “But as you’ve found out, the interests he’s controlled by are especially unsavory, whereas the only interest you’d be beholden to is mine.”

Ransom groaned as he sank into the chair on the other side of the desk, leaning his head back and letting his eyes fall closed as he tried to get a grip on himself.

He knew that asking for Harlan’s help would have strings attached, but this was something else. The two of you couldn’t be in the city anymore, though, not after idiots from your father’s church had started waiting outside the apartment to harass you and call you a filthy Omega slut every chance they got. Ransom was getting sick of calling the cops every fucking day, and he hated how absolutely terrified you had become. You’d practically refused to leave for your OB/GYN appointment yesterday, and it was making Ransom worried about your pup.

But Harlan could help you. He had the extra property outside of the city, access to medical personnel that would come directly to you, and private security, god the private security alone should make whatever he wanted from Ransom worth it. You were giving him his first great grandchild, he should have been willing to give you everything. And he was, but with his own price.

“She’s not coming on the campaign trail if I do this.” Ransom hated the thought of actually having to be a fucking dancing monkey for his grandfather, but then he remembered how panicked and distressed you had been when the brick had been thrown through your window three days ago, and how long it had taken him to settle you down and get you to sleep. “I’m not going to exploit her for political points.”

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you let the press run that story about her. Yes I know, you didn’t ‘let’ them, but they ran it, and now the Omega rights activists want a piece of her.” Harlan shook his head when Ransom buried his head in his hands and groaned again. “I agree with you, though, I don’t want her traveling right now. I will happily keep her and my great grandchild safe and happy no matter what, but that man is dangerous, and besmirching our family’s reputation, and you’ve afforded me a very unique opportunity to get rid of him.”

“By pimping me out?” Ransom snorted at the no nonsense look on Harlan’s face. “What about Linda?”

“Your mother took a calculated risk by marrying him, it’s not my fault it’s blowing up in her face.” Harlan sighed when Ransom still looked wary, tapping his fingertips on his desk and leaning forward with a small frown on his face. “He’s running unopposed, but the research shows that someone young and sympathetic could run away with the election easily. You won’t have to worry about her at all, I even have a new house just a little less than an hour away that I can set you both up in, and a secure estate in Washington for when you win the election.”

“If I win.” Ransom hadn’t worked a day in his life, he didn’t know why his grandfather was taking for granted that he could win a damn senate race.

“When, I’m backing you, and I only back winners.” The pleased smile teasing Harlan’s lips did not escape Ransom, the younger man blowing out a deep breath and giving him a resigned nod. “Excellent, I will set up a meeting for you with the speech writer and campaign manager later in the week. I want you both here at the manor until after the pregnancy, I have medical staff on site and I’d feel better knowing she has everything she needs without having to travel. Oh, hello dear!”

Ransom started when you shuffled into the room with Harlan’s nurse, he thought her name was Marla. You actually looked somewhat relaxed, and it made his heart melt, the small smile on your face getting wider when he rose to his feet and cradled your jaw in his hands as you chirped softly.

“How was your walk, bunny?” Ransom kissed the tip of your nose and chuckled at how chilly it was. “Is it cold outside?”

“Just a little, it’s nice though.” You purred when he slid a hand down to rest against your growing bump, placing your hand over his and scenting his cheek when you felt a small kick. “Pup seemed to like it, she’s been so active. And it’s beautiful and quiet, and the dogs are so sweet.”

“I’m so glad, bunny.” Ransom took a deep breath and gave Harlan a sideways look before leaning down to rub your noses together. “Would you like to stay here for a bit, bunny? Harlan has agreed to let us stay here until she comes while he helps me find a new place outside of the city.”

“Really?” You looked so happy, beaming with watery eyes when Ransom nodded and turning to Harlan. “Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Thrombey, the city is so terrifying and there’s too many people, I just…”

“Oh, my dear girl, it’s alright.” Harlan stood up and took your hands in his when you started crying happy tears, smiling warmly at you while Ransom rested his chin on the top of your head. “And you need to start calling me Harlan, you're carrying my great granddaughter. You are always welcome here.”

“Thank you, Harlan.” You drew in a shuddering breath and chirped again when Ransom slid his arms around you and kissed your temple. “I promise we’ll treat your house like our own, we can’t thank you enough.”

“Al-alpha…” you whined when Ransom grunted against your neck as he drove his cock into you again, your cunt spasming around him when you came without warning as his balls smacked against your clit. “More, don’t stop.”

“Greedy little bunny.” Ransom cooed and grinned into your shoulder when you just shoved your hips back and bit your pillow as you made desperate noises for him. “You’ve already had three, how many more do you want?”

“All of them, please…” you didn’t even care when you felt warmth starting to stream down your chest while he squeezed your breasts, your arms giving out and your toes curling when he brought you to the edge again right away. “It’s so good.”

“It is so good, Omegamine.” Ransom chuffed and sucked on your mark when he felt you gushing all over his thighs. “This poor pussy is so needy, so hungry all the time.”

“Mmhm.” You gasped and your back arched violently when you came again, your swollen belly brushing against the bed while your pussy squirted for him. “Need my Alpha, don’t want you to go.”

“Oh, bunny, shit.” Ransom slowed down when he heard the emotion in your voice, cradling your chin gently and turning your head so he could press his lips to yours. “I hate it too, sweet girl, but I have to do these town halls.”

“I know, oh!” Your eyes fluttered closed when his knot swelled and locked you together, sighing when you were flooded with warmth and he rolled the both of you onto your sides. “I understand, but she’s going to be here so soon, I worry about you missing it.”

“I won’t miss our girl finally getting here, I promise.” Ransom stroked your hair as your breathing started to slow down, kissing your cheek and rumbling for you when you started fussing with the blankets and your milk soaked nightie. “Harlan said he’d send a helicopter if I need it, he would kill me if I wasn’t here for you.”

“He would, wouldn’t he?” You giggled a little when Ransom nibbled on your ear, winding your fingers through his when he rested them on your stomach.

“Yes, he would.” Feeling you relax made Ransom smile against your cheek. “I’m pretty sure he likes you more than me.”

“Mmhm.” You peeked at him over your shoulder and sank your body into his when he trailed soft kisses along your jaw. “Just promise me you’ll be home tonight?”

“I promise.” He kissed your mark almost reverently as his hand rubbed your belly gently and crooned against your skin. “I’ll always come home to you.”

“No.” Ransom frowned when he looked over the agreement Andy had placed in front of him, tossing it on the desk and leaning back in his chair while the bearded man let out a deep sigh. “I told you, she’s not testifying. Tell the DA she can have a written statement or come up with a better plea agreement so she doesn’t have to go to trial. She’s not setting foot in a courtroom with that bastard.”

“DA isn’t gonna like that.” Andy shrugged and grabbed the takeout container he had set aside. “She’ll get over it though, she likes me. Hates that fucker, she wants to nail him to the damn wall.”

“Good.” Ransom snarled when his thoughts dwelled on Lance for just a few seconds, wishing like he did every time that he had killed the asshole when he had the chance. “Hope she cuts his fucking knot off.”

“She would if she could.” Andy snorted before shoving some noodles into his mouth. “Can you get her statement to me by next month?”

“I think so.” Ransom cocked his brow at Andy when the man practically growled when his paralegal came into the room to hand him some paperwork, not missing how his eyes raked over her possessively when she walked away before he turned his attention back to his friend. “Pup is due any day and that could put a dent in it, but I’ll get it as soon as I can.”

“Alright, that’s fine.” Andy tossed his empty container and followed Ransom when he stood up to leave. “I think there’s press outside, man. You wanna head out the back?”

“No, I’m used to them.” Ransom sighed as he steeled himself. “They’ve been up my ass ever since the election. I’m hoping they’ll calm down by the time we’re in Washington.”

Andy just nodded as he held the door open for Ransom, squinting against the sudden flashing of camera bulbs and snorting before turning to head back to his office. Ransom just clenched his jaw when they started shouting questions at him, shaking his head at being bombarded with inquiries about where you were, were you going to testify, was the baby here yet, were you going to go with him to Washington…

“My wife was the victim of an extremely heinous crime, and is still the target of multiple threats from her father’s congregation. I will not entertain any questions that invade her privacy.” Ransom frowned when one of them asked what names you had picked out. “Nor will I be discussing our child. The election was tumultuous enough, all you need to know is that she will not be testifying, she will not be taking part in any of the numerous activist campaigns that have been harassing her, and that we appreciate you respecting our requests for privacy and discretion while our family does its best to recover from an incredibly difficult year, good night.”

He ignored their continued questions and climbed into the beemer, slamming the door behind him and drawing in a deep breath as he started the engine. Ransom pulled out his phone when he felt it vibrating, almost dropping it when he saw the message and peeling out as he dialed frantically.

“Harlan!” Ransom winced when he ran right through a red light, taking a turn a bit faster than advisable and slamming into the door since he forgot to buckle up. “Please tell me she just started.”

“She did, contractions are about five minutes apart, so you have time.” Harlan trailed off when you called out for Ransom, the need in your voice making your mate press the gas pedal all the way down to the floor and pray that no cops would be between the city and Harlan’s manor. “The doctor is monitoring her very closely and pleased with how she’s doing so far, but she wants you.”

“Twenty minutes.” Ransom finally hit the open road and breathed a sigh of relief, watching the speedometer creep up while he tried to remain calm. “I’ll be there soon.”

He made it in fifteen, slamming the front door open without a second thought and sprinting up the stairs when he heard you moan. You looked so beautiful when he finally saw you, already slick with sweat and doing your breathing exercises while Marta held your hand and told you how good you were doing.

“Alpha…” you tried to smile at him but could only groan when another contraction wracked your body, your grip on Marta’s hand tightening until Ransom replaced it with his own and sitting behind you on the bed so you could lean against him for support. “She’s coming fast, my water already broke.”

“It’s alright, it’s common with first births.” The doctor gave you and Ransom a reassuring smile when he frowned at her, checking your blood pressure again and nodding when Ransom started scenting you and rumbling to help soothe you. “You are doing so well, honey, very brave.”

“Yes, so brave, bunny.” Ransom kissed your hair when you let out a shuddering breath, letting you hold his hands tightly and matching his breathing to yours while he felt you tensing up again. “Just keep breathing, Omega, you’re so good.”

You felt infinitely better with Ransom there, able to relax even through the pain and smiling each time he kissed your cheek or your temple and told you how proud he was of you. Even though later they told you it had taken six hours, it felt like it took no time at all, Ransom holding your knees up to your chest and helping you push when you felt like you couldn’t anymore once the doctor had gotten everyone else out of the room.

“Almost there, just one more big push, mommy.” The doctor gave you a small smile when you nodded tersely, guiding the baby’s body out of you while you screamed. “Here’s the head, and shoulders, and here she is!”

The first loud cry from your daughter had you breaking down into the most joyous tears of your life, shaking in Ransom’s arms and beaming at him when he kissed you like you were the air he breathed. You had never been happier, sobbing and letting Ransom stand up so he could cut the cord.

“Oh, shit.” Ransom felt his own tears leaking down his cheeks when they bundled her up and placed her into his arms, laughing when she kept squalling and wriggling like a little fiend. “Bunny, she’s so beautiful. She’s amazing, I can’t believe we made her.”

“Let me see her.” You were still crying when he came to sit next to you, cooing when he placed her into your arms and leaning against him as he pressed soft kisses all over your cheek. “She’s so perfect, our pup. Amelia Clementine Drysdale. I want to give her everything, Alpha.”

“We will, I promise.” Ransom didn’t think such euphoria could ever be possible, gazing at you and then back at your daughter and knowing that he would do anything either of you wanted for the rest of your lives. “I will keep you both safe, nothing will ever happen to you as long as I’m here. My sweet Omega. I love you, Bunny.”

You purred and started scenting your pup while he wound you in his arms, peeking up at him through your lashes and feeling warmth bloom in your chest as you felt the deepest love and affection flowing through the bond, knowing that no matter what happened, he would always be your Alpha.

[huntingrays]

i hate having fanfic ideas i can’t/wont write

like i have one that i really want to write but despise doing rewrites of canon (bc back and forth between canon and new shit… even the thought drains me). but like… i still love it

basically, it’s a fic about young leo getting recruited into luke’s army. after leaving camp, luke came across a young, unclaimed demigod (who didn’t even know he was a demigod). he sees his talent in inventing things with only scraps and decides to recruit him. luke shows him the world of gods and demigods and tells leo he plans to make a new world, one where they don’t have to suffer anymore, one where no kid has to worry about getting hurt by those that are supposed to protect them or failed by the system meant to keep them safe, one where… nobody is left behind or abandoned. leo adores luke since he’s never had any adult male figure in his life, so he clings to the first guy who seems to care about him. they became very close and luke practically takes leo under his wing. he makes inventions for luke to help him fight the war and eventually shows him his powers. however, after the whole possession thing, leo starts to doubt if he’s doing the right thing. also, he wonders if any of the jokes the others make about him being a ‘replacement annabeth’ hold any weight. he doesn’t like fighting and especially doesn’t like hurting people with fire, not after what happened to his mother. luke promised he wouldn’t have to fight but his words don’t mean anything now that kronos is pulling the strings. the last straw was the experiments that transpired. kronos wondered if a boy who couldn’t be burned could be hurt by greek fire. luke did nothing to stop it, even as leo howled in pain. it didn’t scar or injure him, but he finally knew what it felt like to be burned alive. the worst part? now he could summon greek fire (and it hurt like hell to do so).

so, he decides he’d had enough. he can’t leave (he still has hope luke will come to his senses and they can run away and live happily together) but he does rebel in any way he can. he gifts greek fire to chb, he makes faulty inventions that easily break, and so on. eventually, the big war happens. he’s there by luke’s side the whole time. he watches ethan and luke die. he realizes then when he’s not even acknowledged by his dying brother figure that he meant nothing to him. that whole time he’d been used. he truly was just a replacement for someone else all along, one that could be cast aside once the original showed their face. worst of all is the consequences of his actions. the gods were angry and wanted someone to punish. luke was dead and kronos was gone, he was all that was left. well, their were many other demigods left but they were all mere soldiers. leo was special. leo was dangerous. leo’s inventions, which luke promised wouldn’t be used to harm, only to incapacitate, had been altered and used to kill. the gods decided to curse him. goody two shoes percy tried to object but leo told him to fuck off and mind his own business. leo left the experience brother figure less, a curse that made it so no mortal nor child of the greek gods would love him (since he helped luke out of love), and a scar thanks to percy jackson (since the two of them had a scuffle during the fighting)

leo left the world of gods and monsters behind. he just wanted to be a normal kid. he wanted a bland, mundane life where he could hopefully do some good to undo the horrors he committed, even if he didn’t intentionally do them and thought he was doing the right thing. however, a certain ex babysitter had other plans. now, his trip to the grand canyon was ruined, his best friend had amnesia, his coach was gone, and annabeth chase was back and seemed to think leo had something to do with the disappearance of her boyfriend.

yeah, that’s basically all i had planned. i was just planning to write a fic about the moments in between hoo with flashbacks to his time with luke (and also rewrites of hoo to fit the au) but ehhh. can’t do it so it just lives in my head sometimes

there was going to be a lot of like healing from trauma, coping with guilt and survivors guilt, platonic love, found family, and even some valgrace (cause i’m predictable) but… welp

so i decided just to ramble on tumblr lol

[quietwingsinthesky]

what if. Amy “fix-it” because hallucifer makes sam so paranoid about dean leaving for no reason that sam gives in and follows him and is witness to the whole thing

[kiki-strike]

PTSD is so stupid saw a jar of biscoff cookie butter at the store and went ha that’s the brand they had in res. (Completely unaffected). Then went home and had a panic attack about it (????)

[reptilia2003]

cannot believe the results of that poll……we need better financial literacy education my god