#if you asked me if I had any alternative names for these two in ghost form I would say yes

[tamamita]

I'm looking for genuine advice/help here. I've been posting any asks I get from Palestinians asking or help, but I had two of the exact same asks from the two different accounts leading to different gfms. The names were all the same, the story, etc. I know some assholes are scamming people by pretending to be Palestinians and I think that's what at least one of those accounts was doing.

My question is, should I stick to reblogging and donating to vetted posts or should I just trust the ones I get in my inbox? How can I check if a fundraisers legit?

If the GFM is not vetted, then consult with the masterlist provided by the Palestinian vetters. If the user is not listed, then consult with the Palestinian vetters regarding that specific user.

Stay completely away from Zionists or GFM sceptics and their alternative donation links

Here is a masterlist of vetted fundraisers:

Sources where you can find vetted fundraisers (from @/vetted-gaza-funds):

el-shab-hussein and nabulsi's spreadsheet

gazafunds.com

Operation Olive Branch’s spreadsheet

Strawberry Seed Collective’s master list

Operation Poppy Flower

Project Watermelon master list

GoFund(water)Me(lons) master list

Ottawa4Palestine

Pali Pals on instagram

The ButterflyEffect Project spreadsheet

[whateverloomis]

Sleepwalking hitchhiker 🌿

Note: For some reason I imagine them with a southern accent? Lmao. Could be a fun little detail, no? Anyways, part 2 with Stu?

🔞 Warnings: Dubcon, sexsomnia, GN!AFAB reader, age gap (Billy is middle aged, reader in their 20s,) fingering, nipple play, unprotected sex, creampie, reader is kinda bratty, suggestion of breeding kink, unedited

⚠️ Sexsomnia: Sexsomnia is a sleep disorder that causes people to act sexually while asleep. It's also known as sleep sex. 

You were driving back from a college party in the middle of the night, alcohol and weed in your system but not enough to stop you from taking yourself back home.

As you were approaching the highway there was a road block, cops and to-trucks all over the place. They were re-directing people to different alternate routes and you decided to take the old street to your house. One that used to be the main road until the damn highway was built.

The old road was dark and gloomy, you could barely see with the thick fog that was slowly accumulating and you sighed in frustration. The last thing you needed was to encounter a ghost looming through the mist or something like that.

Time passed and it felt like you were driving for forever. To make your night even more annoying your car decided to break down.

"Fuck, seriously?" you muttered and pulled up to the side of the road.

Sighing, you got out of the car and opened the hood. You had very little knowledge on cars but you figured that maybe if you moved some cables around you'll magically fix the problem. That was until smoke came out of the engine.

"Why now? Why this? Ugh," you closed the hood and got back in your car.

You grabbed your phone to call for help but of course you didn't have a signal. Why would you? You had two options; stay in your car and wait till morning or go outside and hope for a car to drive by to give you a lift. Its dangerous but you had no other option.

You decided to go outside and walk for a bit to see if you spotted anyone. 20, 30, 45 minutes went by and you were starting to give up until finally you saw headlights. A truck. Not just any truck, a to-truck.

"Oh my gosh, YES!" you shouted excitedly and waved. The person saw you and parked behind your car.

A man climbed down the truck. He must've been in his 50s and fuck, he's hot and you couldn't let it go unnoticed.

"Hi!, oh my goodness, can you help me out? I don't know what's wrong with it," you said, sounding desperate as ever.

"Yeah sure, pop the hood for me sweetheart," he replied and you felt the slightest hint of excitement course through your body at the mention of the pet name.

As you leaned down to pull the small lever next to the front seat your skirt rose up, resting just under your ass and the man smirked at the sight before walking to the front of the car to open the hood.

You followed and stood next to him, eager to get an answer. He was leaning over the front of the car and his light wash jeans were hanging loose by his hips, exposing his grey boxers. It was attractive. It was doing things to you that you shouldn't have been feeling given the situation, but you couldn't help it.

"Looks like it overheated. Seemed like it affected the battery too," he explained and you sighed in frustration. He looked at you before staring at his truck.

"I can take it to my shop and give it a look. You can tag along and crash next door at my place while I get this fixed for you. Sound good?" he offered and made it sound like the best deal you've ever received.

"Yes, that sounds great," you agreed and sighed in relief.

Before you climbed up the passenger seat of his vehicle you gave him the sweetest look and asked, "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Billy. Billy Loomis," he answered

"YN," you said and he smirked at you before walking up to your car begining to hook it up to his truck.

Little did you know, Billy sprinkled a little lie within his diagnosis. The car did overheat, but the battery wasn't fucked, no. It was easy enough to get it running on the spot but he decided it was a great idea to disconnect the battery and "test it" before hooking it up to his truck. It was a wonderful idea to show you how your car doesn't work at all. Yes, it was definitely a great plan.

•

The drive to his place was filled with small talk and a whole lot of tension, however it disappeared when you saw his "shop". It was a wooden shed with a single lightbulb providing barely any illumination. Next to it was a small cabin, his house you assumed.

What had you done?

You really should've followed the "don't talk to strangers" motto but everything seemed so perfect... And maybe they were? I mean, why wouldn't they be? He looked nice enough. Good enough... Delicious, even.

Everything will be fine...

Once he parked his vehicle in reverse and positioned your car, you climbed down the mini steps of his truck and looked around the area.

"Follow me," he said, opening the door to his cabin.

The inside was surprisingly cozy. Small but charming.

"You can sleep on the couch while I work, it's gonna be a while," he explained and you nodded, barely processing anything. You didn't give a fuck what happened next, you just needed sleep...

Sleep walking. You were sleep walking around the house and Billy was observing you from the kitchen entrance. He was more than amused at the sight and chuckled at the situation before walking out into the shed again. He decided he'd deal with you later.

Making your way into the bedroom you somehow found his bed and laid there. It was surprisingly soft and comfy.

You've always had that issue, sleep walking was part of your life and you didn't think it would happen at a strangers house since you were aware of your surroundings, but no. And to make the situation worse, you started to touch yourself in your sleep too.

Sexsomnia isn't as common for you to experience but when it does happen you get out of control...

You ran your hands up and down your body slowly, pinching your nipples softly over your thin crop top and teasing the sides of your tits all the way down to your hips. The little moans coming out of you were loud enough for Billy to hear and he stopped working on your car once again to check on you.

When he walked in his room the sight he was greeted with was definitely a treat, you were rubbing your cunt under your skirt, underwear long gone. Your breathing quickened as you slid your fingers down and started to finger yourself.

Billy got instantly hard at the sight. A pretty little thing like you on his bed? Fingering themselves while asleep? What more could he ask for?

Without hesitating the man kicked off his work boots and walked over to you. He observed to confirm that you were actually asleep before running his big hand over your cheek and down to your shirt, pulling it up to expose your hardened buds. He bit his lower lip at the sight before groping them. You moaned and leaned into his touch.

"Fuck..." Billy whispered and lowered his head slowly towards your chest, once again making sure you were sound asleep so he could bite your right nipple very softly. The sensation was barely there but it was enough to make you whimper and clench around your fingers.

Billy continued teasing you with his mouth and eventually replaced your fingers with his. They reached deeper than yours and he was methodically stimulating your gspot. Slowly. Teasingly. Pleasurable torture in your now waking state.

"Mph... More," you moaned, half asleep. Billy fingered you faster and your tits started to bounce slightly.

The sight made Billy twitch in his pants and he wasn't going to last much longer without burying himself inside you.

He wondered if you knew it was him. If you were going to push him away at some point, but you did the opposite. Once you realized it was him. That random man that gave you a lift and was fixing your car moments ago. That delicious looking middle aged man. Hell, you lost it. The pornographic moan you released at the realization made him pull his fingers out of you and quickly unbuckle his belt, pull his jeans down and release his hard... Big... Thick... Oh Gods, you were so ready.

Billy didn't waste anymore time and slid his cock all the way in. All 7 inches felt like pure ecstasy. He held your legs over his shoulders before pounding your cunt. Neither of you cared about protection, a horrible decision but it made everything so much more exciting and fucked up.

"Fuck... Mm yes..." You moaned. You were still somewhat in a sleepy state and moaning incoherently. Billy absolutely loved it.

The man needed to feel the clench around his cock so he rubbed your clit in circular motions which heightened the pleasure and elicited sweet little moans for him.

The way you squeezed around his length made him thrust faster and get harder inside you. The feeling built the orgasm inside you slowly. It rose up your spine until you finally came around his thick cock, milking him seconds after. You gave cero fucks that he filled you up, you'd get a plan B the next day... Or not.

"Fuck, that was good..." Billy whispered and put his pants back on, not caring about after sex care or clean up.

"Bathroom's right outside to the left. I've got a job to finish," he said and looked at you from head to toe, feeling satisfied with the mess he made of you.

•

The day after you stayed in bed until late, the night was intense and you barely had energy to wake up at a decent hour. However, Billy stayed awake all night fucking around with your car to make it seem like it still wasn't working to keep you with him a while longer. He definitely wasn't done with you.

As he was working, his neighbor Stu Macher walked up to him,

"Victim?" he asked simply and Billy wiped beads of sweat from his forehead with his forearm before looking at his friend,

"I don't know yet, I fucked them last night and" he finished his sentence with a soft whistle. Stu smirked and leaned against the shed's entrance,

"You gonna share a piece of that?" he asked and Billy looked at him, an eyebrow raised.

"Under my supervision."

[flamingpudding]

I had a crack idea that I was thinking of so you know in Dan is Klarion au I was imagining a au based off of that one where all of Danny's children are Klarion is like the robin thing for Batman it started off with Danielle when nabu insulted Danny as the Ghost King and Balance

Ever since Ellie decided that she needed to get back in blood so she made the chaotic antihero Klarion and and her suppose it familiar 'cat' Teekl the way to help out her mother and mess with Dr Fate/Nabu Teekl is actually a bear with an illusion on that makes him look like a cat in the human's eyes

Whatever since the anti-hero Klarion in The Phantom family has been passed down each of them giving their own flair to the persona of Klarion with a different animal every time that they had pretending to be a cat

Tell her to finally passed on to Dan it is an honorary sibling thing each of them has their own antihero name once they passed down the title of Klarion

Diana's query and takes after his father's style of dressing and his tickle is a phoenix

First of Thanks for the Ask! Inspirational as always! Helps with my writers block [insert awkward laugh]

Either way because this is split in two asks... you get two version! One focused on how it started and the other on the reveal! Though the might be some little Shorts... Also there is something really funny to me about a giant bear letting Illusionen into a cat... So Enjoy!

(BTW still thinking over the other ask... and working on it don't worry!)

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Ellie huffed as Danny reprimanded her for her actions. She just huffed crossing her arms. She was just helping Danny. Her mom got a lot on his shoulders and she as the sort of oldest saw that the best. Sure technically Dan was older then her but, he shrunk down to kid level again and now she was the oldest.

Well if she ignored her other brothers but they were only saved recently and still in treatment with Frostbite. So she was the oldest. End of story.

"Ellie you can't just go off like that you know that messing with an Ancient is not-"

"Mom, That Nabu-Guy was being a pain in the a- " - "Ellie!" - "A PAIN, babbling on to much about Order here Order there. How keeping Balance means keeping Order and bla bla bla!" She cut in stopping her mom before he could go on another rant about the Ancients, she needed to treat with respect.

"He doesn't respect you, the Ancient of Balance! You are the literal Symbol of Balance between Life and Death! Aside from being the Ghost King. So of course I had to mess with the one HE mentors!" Ellie added huffing as she crossed her arms.

Danny pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ellie, you created an entire alternate persona!"

"Yea so?"

"You used an illusion spell on Fluffels!"

"And? Any good Anit-Hero needs a Mascot." Ellie shrugged once more looking up at her mom before looking over to Fluffels, her pet ghost grizzly that was pretty much double maybe even tripple her size and the fluffiest ghost grizzly you could find in the entire Ghost Zone, and the cutest.

Danny on the other hand groaned, wondering if he had done anything wrong while raising Danielle. Sure he had been a teen himself but good damit why the hell did Ellie decided messing with the Ancient of Order or rather his mentee was a good idea. "I am calling Jazz! You can explain to her what you were thinking!"

He was definitely to overworked and stressed to deal with Ellies mischievousness right now. Well she did call her alternate persona Klarion, Lord of Chaos. Nope! He was not dealing with this right now, so Danny did the sanest thing he could think of. Turning on his heel and walking away. Where to? Who cares maybe he would check in with his old man Clockwork and see what Ellie had actually been up to, instead of just reading through Nabu's complains.

Ellie on the other hand blinked watching her mom leave before calling after him. "Does that mean I have to stop, being Klarion?"

"Mom?!"

"MOM!"

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"Well hello my lovely Amadillos! Long time not seen!"

Ellie shouted cheerfully as she twirled into appearing hair styled into a horn like form, black suit and she might have over done it a little with the black eyeliner but hey it was an iconic look wasn't it. She smirked as Fluffles growled which translated into a meow for the mortals before her thank to the illusion spell.

The mortal teen looked up at her surprised as she floated down her hand glowing with red ectoplasm (a color change from her usual green ectoplasm that had taken a while to learn from Pandora). Young Justice was currently transporting something of interest to her. Well of Interest for the Justice League, really but Doctor Fate was involved which meant Nabu was involved, which naturally meant she would get involved. It didn't hurt that she would also get to try to try some new tricks.

"You got something interesting there... and I want that." She grinned. Ellie didn't give them long before she acted using the new tricks she had learned.

"Woah! Hey there, watch the pointy and sharp thowies!" She laughed making a quick shield as she blocked some batarangs and arrows before blinking.

"Hey they look different. Robin, did you change equipment? Did you get a new haircut too?" She asked curious but didn't really receive an answer as they ignored her questions and shouted something about distracting her while the others continue the transportation. Still she bend down to pick one of them up twirling it between her fingers. "What gives didn't they have a different design before?"

In hindsight it was probably not a good idea to just abandon her original goal but Robin was making her curious. And she could always find a different way to mess with Nabu. Her mom had given her an indirect okay years ago anyway.

"Teekl!" She called out and only her eyes could see how Fluffles jumped at the call growling in response as he swatted away some of the more annoying Young Justice kids. To the mortals it probably looked like Teekl was using ectoplasm, or well magic, in their eyes.

She used that change to go up into Robins face smirking widely as she looked at the other more closely, trying to get a read on him. "You are different! You aren't the same Robin I meet before!"

She ducked in time avoid Superboy as she hopped back excited with a new idea for her family.

But first she would have to deal with the little chaos and mischief she was creating.

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".....and that is how I learned that the Robin title is getting passed down. So I was thinking of doing the same!" Ellie broadly stated looking at all her younger siblings before her. "We all get pretty annoyed with the way Nabu treats Mom so there always has to be a Lord of Chaos to 'balance' Nabu out!"

She grinned at her siblings expecting the same kind of excitement she had and they didn't disappoint. Danny had been there for all of them, even going so far as in to find a way with Clockwork to save some of their lives. So of course they all would jump at the change to mess with the one Ancient that was badmouthing their Mother just because Balance didn't entitle Order the way they wanted.

After all Chaos was needed to Balance Order out.

This was going to be fun...

[Follow up part Linked here]

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

Supersons +1 prompt answer

If you asked Danny, 12 year old half-ghost hero of Amity Park, how half-life was going, he'd tell you things were mixed.

On the one hand, he had just spent the last three or four months in family/scientist/'this house is a death trap waiting to happen' therapy with Jazz, and by some miracle, it worked. He wasn't sure if this was some kind of dream as his parents poured over years upon years of research, crossing out lines, rewriting equations, and reevaulating everything they thought they knew about ghosts.

Was the shudders family therapy worth not going over how they'd like to dissect him? he's still not sure. The horror.

Not to mention the attention. Danny was sure he was going to throw up if his parents drag him away for more bonding time, only for a ghost to attack and for him to run off to transform. What made it worse was when the Fentons came barrelling out, guns blazing, alternating between getting mad that he'd interrupted their family time, and asking him questions about "Your suspicious spook culture, if you even have one you dangerous delusional delinquent!"

At least they were trying, but Danny was very much comfortable not spilling the beans on the whole half-ghost situation, thank you very much.

And that's why, when Dad proposed to take him to Gotham to show off their latest invention, he jumped at the chance. The home city of the Batman, one of the greatest heroes known to man (except for Martian Manhunter and Superman of course) and Dad promised to take him to Gotham Observatory too. Not to mention how much he wanted to get away from Jazz's smug looks of superiority. Gotham here he comes!

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Damian Wayne scowled as he scanned the crowed of scientists with more smarts than sense. Really, a flying toilet seat. For what deviant?

"Maybe they're for people who can fly." Kent piped up beside him. Father had let the two of them run off together, and his company was mildly more appealing than being alone with his thoughts.

"Why would Superman ever need to relieve himself mid-air. I do not believe you would appreciate your father's rear end being on display for all the world to see."

"True." Jon hummed. His voice lowered to a whisper. "You think indecent exposure is what your dad meant by "scoping out any potential future villains?"

Damian gave Jon a flat look. The sooner this convention ended, the better.

The crowded shifted, and the mass of visitors pushed toward a certain corner, where a man large enough to rival Superman's build stood upon a podium, with a boy their age off to the side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you the latest in FentonWorks' innovations, the Fenton Ghost Zone Radar, soon to revolutionise the study of ghosts!"

"I thought ghosts were a magic thing." Jon said. "You know, stuff Constantine and JLD deal with."

"They are."

"Mixing magic and science is like, like, oil and water. No way this guy's serious, is he?"

"His name is Jack Fenton. That's Daniel Fenton, his son." Damian pointed to the boy in question, looking like he'd seen this scene a hundred times before, but with that knowing glint that promised something deeper. "They're normally spotted alongside Jack's wife, Madeline. Widely regarded as quacks by the larger scientific community for chasing paper-thin theories about ghosts, they've nonetheless gained funding from the government. This is the first time they've left their base of operations in Amity Park for years."

"Woah, you know your stuff, Dami!"

Damian glared at the young Superboy in disguise. "I read the briefing files. Didn't you?"

Kent looked uncomfortable and looked away. "Uhh, maybe?"

"Typical."

"Well, if he's so crazy, then why'd your dad even let him in." Upon another scathing glare, Kent relented. "Oh right, the whole supervillain thing."

"Enough chatter. We'll zero in on the younger Fenton. I intend to squeeze him like a grape, and make Father proud."

"Dami maybe you should be a little nicer-" Only for Damian to march off without him.

Honestly, inane niceties were above someone of his status. Those things were Superboy's job, and if Daniel Fenton wouldn't crack, then Damian was itching to try a new torture technique.

@impyssadobsessions

[wenclairfamily]

Brand New Wenclair Family Story: "THE LOVE OF A MOTHER"

"Sleep well my family. Tomorrow is Friday, and you'll need your energy... considering it will be the 13th of the month..."

*PICTURE CREATED BY THE SUPER TALENTED: @emeriart

Links to the Full Story: Wattpad, Archive Of Our Own, Fanfiction.net

-Or just click keep reading to see the full story immediately!

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked... but they did... and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage and two twin children - Harmony and Ana: two incredibly resourceful and talented teenage girls. Harmony, who carries both of her mothers' special abilities, continues to grow and explore the world alongside the love of her life: Megan. Ana meanwhile is a very "different" type of girl without special powers, who is still trying to figure out what she wants to do with her life, while going on adventures with her boyfriend Gerard... who just so happens to be a ghost.

Recently, Harmony met a little werewolf girl named Luna, and quickly developed a strong bond with her. This resulted in Harmony and Megan beginning the series of steps to adopt the young werewolf child. However, Harmony has had very little experience working in the field of child care; thus her main frame of reference to what a mother should be like comes from her childhood memories of being raised by her own mothers...

"The Love of a Mother"

Written by: "Fun But Shy Girl"

A 23 year old Wednesday Addams sat at a desk in her bedroom, typing up a new novel on her typewriter. From the nearby bathroom, Wednesday's wife: Enid stepped out wearing a long pink dress as she said, "Okay, I'm about to head out to the office. You sure you're okay staying home with the kids today?" Wednesday only glanced at Enid while she said, "Enid, I've faced off against serial killers, demons, killer dolls, and most importantly: your mother. I think I can manage working from home with our children present today." Enid smirked, quickly gave Wednesday a kiss on the cheek, and then said, "See ya later roomy."

Suddenly, Wednesday and Enid's five year old twin girls: Harmony and Ana came into the room looking upset. Harmony, a blonde girl with braids was holding a burnt doll in her hands. Ana, a dark haired girl with a bob cut, was trying to reach out to get the doll from Harmony's hand. An upset Harmony then yelled, "Mom! Ana pinched me!" Then an upset Ana quickly said, "Mom! Harmony took my burned Joan of Arc doll without asking!" Enid meanwhile remained very calm as she simply said, "Girls. I have to go to work. If you have any problems, you're going to have to sort them out with your mother."

Then Enid leaned towards Wednesday as she whispered, "Which includes some form of conflict resolution that does not include torturing one another." Wednesday looked angry as she whispered back, "Are you still serious about that Enid? Torture is what siblings are supposed to do to one another." Then Enid, with a very direct tone to her voice, said, "We compromised on this Wednesday, and I am not changing our deal. Our girls can torture strangers that offer them candy, criminals, and politicians; but never family. Find an alternative."

Then Enid quickly left the room, leaving Wednesday alone to stare at her frustrated looking children. Wednesday took a deep breath... and then pulled out two bundles of hair that were in a nearby drawer. Harmony looked confused as she said, "Mother, is that our hair from last time you cut it?" Wednesday then began to tie the bundles of hair tightly around Harmony and Ana's wrists, while she said, "Indeed. Harmony, you have a bundle of your sister's hair tied around your wrist now, and Ana: your wrist now has Harmony's hair tied around it."

Ana looked very confused as she said, "Why did you tie our hair around each other's wrists?" Then Wednesday raised her eyebrows as she said, "It's not just hair anymore. It's also been enchanted with a very rare herb made from a near extinct plant my parents obtained while having their third honeymoon in the jungles of the Darien Gap. I was going to use it to create voodoo dolls of you both to help keep you in line, but instead have decided that the best individuals to keep you both line are each other. Now then... work out the issues with your doll now."

An angry Harmony then held up a burnt doll as she said, "I wanna play with this doll." Then an angry Ana reached out and yelled, "It's mine!" Ana quickly pinched Harmony, only to suddenly feel pain in her own body. Both Harmony and Ana yelled, "Oww!" Then an angry Harmony yelled, "Don't do that!" Then Harmony quickly pinched Ana, only to suddenly feel pain in her own body too. Both Harmony and Ana again yelled, "Oww!" Ana turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "What's going on mother?"

Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Essentially, by tying mystic infused hair of your respective sister around your wrist; you both have become living voodoo dolls of the other. Any pain you make the other feel, you will feel as well. Also, the mystic infused hair cannot be removed from your wrist until I decide so. So work out your issues as soon as possible. For if not, any pain you continue give the other, you will feel as well."

Harmony sighed, and then looked at Ana as she said, "I'm sorry for taking your doll Ana. I just think it's really cool." Then a smiling Ana said, "How about we play with the same doll together at the same time. We can put Joan of Arc on trial again. We can pretend she's in purgatory, and a judge is trying to decide if her soul should be damned to hell." Then an excited Harmony exclaimed, "Yay! That sounds like lots of fun!" A very excited Ana then said, "Okay. Lets make some demons out of papers and pipe cleaners first." A very happy Harmony immediately yelled, "Oh boy!"

Harmony and Ana then happily ran out of the room. Wednesday made a little smirk, and then went back typing on her type writer. However a moment later, Harmony ran back into the room, and hugged Wednesday as she said, "Thanks for helping us mother." Wednesday looked a bit uncomfortable as she said, "I... was glad to help Harmony." As Harmony continued to hug Wednesday, she said, "When I grow up, I wanna be an awesome mother just like you."

~Thirteen Years Later:

An 18 year old Harmony Addams was frantically putting a small bed together with Enid inside an apartment. As Harmony was putting the last of the bed together, she looked worried as she said, "Does this bed look ready to use? What if a piece is missing, and then it comes undone at night, which causes Luna to be traumatized forever!?" Enid smiled as she said, "The bed is fine Harmony. Also, Luna is a werewolf. You and I both know that werewolves of made of tough stuff. She'll be okay." Harmony sighed for a moment, and then said, "I know. It's just... I can't believe this is really happening. I mean, when me and Megan first applied to adopt a werewolf child, we sort of thought it was a million to one shot. I mean, me and Megan are just 18 years old for crying out loud! But then when the adoption got approved, it's like... it all became so real."

Meanwhile, Wednesday walked into the apartment through the front door as she said, "I was able to procure all your favorite books from your childhood, in order to ensure Luna begins her life here with a substantial personal library on hand." Harmony made a relieving smile as she said, "Thank you so much mother. You are amazing. By the way, did Ana say if she was gonna come by today?" Suddenly, Ana's ghostly boyfriend: Gerard flew into the apartment through a window as he quickly said, "Open this window NOW! Ana is coming in at full speed!" A worried Harmony quickly opened the window, and then Ana suddenly flew through the open window with a jet pack on her back, and a large bag in her hands. The jet pack immediately shut down as Ana entered the apartment, causing her to fall to the floor face first. Harmony looked very worried as she said, "Oh my God! Ana, are you okay!?"

Ana then jumped up with an excited smile as she said, "Aw yeah! My new jet pack is awesome!" Enid however looked very worried as she said, "Ana, where did you get a jet pack!?" Ana then just casually said, "Found it." Gerard meanwhile smirked as he said, "Ana was looking for an easier way to essentially fly beside me." Then as an excited Ana held up the bag she was carrying, she asked, "Anyway, is Luna here yet?" Harmony turned her head as she said, "No. Not yet." Ana moaned in frustration as she said, "Aw man. I wanted to make a cool entrance in front of her."

Wednesday then stepped towards Ana as she said, "Ana, what is it that you're carrying in that bag?" Then a grinning Ana opened up the bag, and from it: over twenty stuffed animals fell to the floor. Then an excited Ana loudly exclaimed, "The greatest collection of stuffed animals I could obtain around the globe! Nothing but the best for my brand new niece! I am about the coolest aunt ever! So where is the little tyke I plan to spoil for the rest of my life hiding?"

As Harmony began to look worried again, she said, "She's being driven here by Megan. We both agreed since I've spent more time with Luna than Megan has, it would be good to give them some more one on one time together... while I begin questioning if I'm still up for this. I mean... am I up for this? Was I insane to try to adopt a child so soon after I was done being a child myself? I mean... all of a sudden, all my plans for the next fifteen or so years of my life have been dramatically changed. What am I even doing?"

Suddenly, the apartment door opened, and Harmony's wife Megan stepped in while holding the hand of a little blonde girl. Megan smiled as she said, "Hey everyone. We're finally here." Harmony suddenly made a big smile, walked over to Luna, got on her knees, and then said, "Welcome home Luna." Luna however looked very nervous as she hugged a stuffed cat she was holding while saying, "Hello."

Harmony looked a bit uncertain of what to say, but then held out her arms as she said, "Well, this is the apartment that you get to live in now. The door you see to your left is me and Megan's bedroom, the door to your right is to the bathroom, and the door to the middle is your bedroom." Luna however just looked up at everyone with a confused face as she said, "Do all these people live here too?"

Harmony then stood up, looking slightly nervous as she said, "Oh, no. Um. These two older women here are my two moms." Enid then got on her knees looking excited as she said, "Hi Luna. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. We are so happy to have you be part of our family. You can call me Grandma Enid if you want... or the Fun Grandma!" Then Wednesday crossed her arms as she simply said, "You may call me Grandmother Wednesday... or the intellectually superior grandmother if you wish." Meanwhile Ana was shoving a bunch of stuffed animals into Luna's bedroom, as she excitedly yelled, "And you can call me if you ever want more toys, because Aunt Ana is here to have your back girl!"

Gerard meanwhile waved as he said, "Hi Luna. I'm Ana's boyfriend, Gerard. I'm a ghost. We met once before. I hope I don't seem so scary now." Luna turned her head and said, "No." Then Megan got on her knees next to Luna as she said, "So Luna, that bedroom over there is yours. Now there is a bed and dresser already in there, but we wanted you to decorate the room however you want. Do you want us to help you decorate it, or do you wanna do it by yourself?" Luna simply hugged her stuffed cat tighter as she said, "I can take care of myself." Then Luna quickly walked over to her new bedroom, as Harmony called out, "Dinner is at six!" Then Harmony turned away looking sad as she said, "Oh God, she's already here, and she'd rather do anything but be with me. I am already failing at this."

Then Wednesday suddenly faced Harmony as she said, "Harmony, try to look at all issues from all sides. As you yourself explained, Luna has spent time in multiple group homes and foster homes. She is used to taking care of herself, and her multiple experiences at being rejected from society has also caused her heart to harden, thus she has difficulty opening up to others. It's something I can easily relate to. For now, you simply must give Luna enough intentional non-judgmental affection for her to come around. It will be difficult and require a great deal of patience to unconditionally love someone with such a hardened heart... but thanks to the DNA you acquired from your other mother... I know you have the capability to accomplish this." As Enid looked at Wednesday with an affectionate look, Harmony smiled at Wednesday as she said, "Thank you mother. I only hope I can be as strong as you were when I was little."

~The Past:

A 23 year old Enid sat in a public school classroom facing a young female teacher. Sitting beside Enid was a five year old Harmony and Ana. Suddenly Wednesday entered the room as she said, "Apologies for arriving to this parent teacher conference late. I was stopped by a large number of strange teachers and volunteers smiling at me and insisting they introduce themselves and make small talk as I entered the building. It was extremely uncomfortable and nauseating." The female teacher then stood up looking happy as she said, "Mrs Wednesday Addams. I'm your girls' teacher: Mrs Jefferson, and it is such a pleasure to meet you." The teacher: Mrs Jefferson immediately shook Wednesday's hand. Wednesday began to look very uncomfortable again as she said, "And there returns the discomfort and nausea."

Enid then stood up, smiling as she said, "I already talked with Mrs Jefferson for a bit, and plus we already know each other. But I wanted to give you a chance to meet the girls' teacher. Anyway, I promised to help work in the kitchen for the school bake sale. See you all in a bit." Then Enid left the room, as an annoyed looking Wednesday sat down in her place. Mrs Jefferson then happily sat in front of Wednesday as she said, "Well Mrs Addams, after spending so much time with your children, and after your wife has spent many hours here volunteering, it's so wonderful to finally put a face to the name of the woman that has helped lead the most unique family to ever attend this school."

Wednesday meanwhile kept a very straight face as she said, "Well, go ahead. List all the infractions and laws my children have broken, and how close they are to expulsion. That is why I have been brought here, is it not?" Mrs Jefferson however looked confused as she said, "What do you mean Mrs Addams? Parent teacher conferences are something all parents are invited to attend. However, I have nothing negative to say about your children. They are exemplary students that are perfect role models to their peers, and show great potential to become productive members of society." Wednesday suddenly had a look of shock and horror go across her face as she said, "They are?" Mrs Jefferson happily nodded her head as she said, "Indeed. That's all I wanted to share. Anyway, have a good rest of your day."

Wednesday then got up, and took Harmony and Ana into the hallway. Once they were alone in the hallway, an upset looking Wednesday said, "Really? Perfect role models? Harmony, Ana, I am completely disappointed in you two. I raised you better than to conform to societal expectations." Harmony however looked a bit worried as she said, "But mom said we should obey the teachers. Also... none of the other kids at school know we're outcasts. We thought... if we make no trouble, people will be nicer to us."

Wednesday sighed, took a moment to compose herself, and then said, "Harmony, conforming to the world doesn't bring peace. It just allows a system of inequality and injustice to thrive. In order to take control of yourself and bring some meaningful change to this realm of existence, you have to make necessary trouble at times. To put it simple, if no one in the world is ever mad at you, you're not making any meaningful impact."

Then a grinning Ana started to look around the corner as she said, "Actually, we do make trouble... but we do it in secret. Watch this." Then Ana pointed to a large bully far away pushing a little kid into the wall. The large bully then said, "Give me your lunch money kid! I want extra chocolate milk today." Ana meanwhile grinned as she said, "Harmony, get out the doll." Wednesday looked confused as she said, "Doll?" Then as Harmony got a doll out of her backpack, she said, "That bully over there... we took some of their hair the other day and made a voodoo doll with it." Then as Harmony handed Ana the voodoo doll, Ana said, "Watch this."

Then Ana stuck a pin into the doll. The bully suddenly stopped moving and yelled in pain. Then Ana stuck more pins into the doll. The bully immediately yelled in pain many more times as they ran away yelling, "Mommy! I hurt all over!" Wednesday's eyes widened in admiration as she said, "Impressive." Meanwhile Harmony looked very nervous as she said, "We... we stole the last of those special magic herbs from your special cabinet to make the voodoo doll. I'm sorry."

Wednesday then got down on her knees, and looked at her daughters in the eyes as she said, "No. In fact... I'm very pleased. You both broke my rules and the rules of this school to fix an injustice which those in authority had overlooked. However, the only thing I wish that you both do differently in the future is not hide your abilities or heritage with your classmates and community. You both are indeed outcasts, but should have no reason to hide that fact. I am proud of you both just the way you are, and it is your role to show the world you are proud our yourselves as well."

Harmony and Ana smiled, and then they both hugged Wednesday. Wednesday looked a bit uncomfortable, but then hugged her children back. Harmony meanwhile smiled contently as she said, "I love you mother."

~The Present:

In the middle of the night, young adult Harmony and Megan were laying in bed together in just their underwear. Suddenly, the two women heard Luna scream. Harmony and Megan both jumped out of a bed as a frightened Harmony yelled, "Luna!" Harmony and Megan then rushed into Luna's bedroom, to see Luna had turned into her werewolf form, and that the bed beneath her was broken. Luna had tears in her eyes as she said, "I didn't mean to break the bed. But... I turned into a werewolf when I was sleeping, and when woke up and felt fur on me, I got scared and jumped up and down hard."

Harmony then stepped towards Luna as she said, "It's okay Luna. All werewolves only wolf out at night the first few times it happens to them, and many can't even control it the first bunch of times it happens too." Then a smiling Megan said, "In fact, I learned at school that most werewolves only werewolf out at night their entire lives. However, many werewolves can't talk in werewolf form, but you can. That makes you special."

However Luna looked scared as she tried to pick up the pieces of the broken bed while saying, "No, I broke the bed. I should fix the bed." Harmony then stepped towards Luna as she said, "Luna, don't worry about the bed." Luna however looked very upset as she waved her hand and yelled, "Let me fix it!" However, Luna's werewolf claw unintentionally hit Harmony in the arm, scratching her. Luna's eyes suddenly widened with terror as she said, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I'm a monster." Then Luna fled into a corner and began to cry.

Megan however stepped towards Luna as she said, "Don't talk like that Luna." However as Luna continued to cry, tears began to appear in Harmony's eyes. Then Harmony rushed out of the room trying to hide the tears on her face. Meanwhile a sympathetic looking Megan just sat near Luna as she said, "It's okay Luna. I'm just gonna sit right near you. Don't worry. It's gonna be okay."

Meanwhile Harmony fled into her own bedroom, fell to the floor, and began crying too as she softly said to herself, "I don't know what I'm doing. I am a terrible mom. Oh God, I don't know what I'm doing. I am such a terrible mom."

~The Past:

A young adult Wednesday and Enid were sitting in bed wearing their night gowns each reading a book. Soon, Enid put a book down as she said, "So... the kids have been quiet for over a half hour now. Ready to get frisky in bed my gorgeous gothic wife?" Wednesday raised one eyebrow as she said, "Gladly." However before anything else could happen, there was a knock on the door, followed by Harmony's voice saying, "Mom. Mother. Can we come in?" Wednesday groaned in frustration, and then said, "Come in."

Little five year old Harmony and Ana opened the door, and walked into the room. Enid looked slightly worried, but kept a smile on as she said, "Hey girls. What's wrong?" As Harmony crawled into bed next to Enid, she said, "We were both having nightmares. Can you make us feel better?" With a confused face, Wednesday asked, "What were you having nightmares about?" Then as Ana sat in front of her two mothers holding a stuffed cat and toy ghost, she said, "Well... you know how you told us to not to use the computer without your permission? Well... we kinda did, and we... we watched... a video of Barney the Dinosaur." Then an upset Harmony said, "Yeah. Now we keep having scary dreams of a big giant dinosaur trying to force us to hug him and ignore 'stranger danger'." Enid chuckled a bit softly, and then turned to Wednesday as she said, "Wednesday, you got this?" Wednesday sighed a bit, and then looked at her children as they and Enid cuddled close to her.

Wednesday then spoke in a soft voice as she said, "As you prepare to go to sleep, let me tell you the true story of Barney the Dinosaur. You see, Barney is not a strange dinosaur that has been brought to life through magic or the power of imagination. Rather, he is a man in a suit that had to give up his dreams of being a respected stage actor in order to take any work he could to pay the bills. Now this is a man would rather perform for the royal Shakespeare company or star in a major Hollywood movie; but because of the uncertainty that is the entertainment industry, he had to remain in the role of Barney the Dinosaur to pay off his student debt from school. However, even when he would finally audition for other roles, he would find that the reputation of playing the main character in a children's show that had no actual education value would result in him unable to find any work. Thus, the seemingly jovial man who played an incredibly upbeat dinosaur seemingly on drugs, would eventually find himself actually drowning his sorrows with real drugs, and would then die a miserable death all alone; thus becoming someone that could never cause harm to anyone ever again."

Then just as Wednesday finished telling her story, she saw that Harmony and Ana had fallen fast asleep, and a pleased looking Enid was asleep as well, with her head leaning on Wednesday's shoulder. Wednesday then made a smile as she gently touched Enid's hand while softly saying, "Sleep well my family. Tomorrow is Friday, and you'll need your energy... considering it will be the 13th of the month..."

~The Present:

In the early hours of the morning, Harmony stood in the middle of the kitchen as she looked out the nearby window with a worried expression. As Megan walked out of the nearby bedroom, she noticed Harmony's distressed face. Then Megan walked over and gently placed a hand on Harmony's shoulder. "You okay?" she asked softly. Harmony took a deep breath, her eyes misting as she said, "I just don't know if we're doing the right thing. What if we're not cut out for this?" Megan hugged Harmony as she said, "We're learning to be moms Harmony, just as Luna is learning to be a werewolf. We'll figure this out." Then as Harmony hugged Megan, sadness was still in her voice as she said, "But I should've been better than I am now. I mean... as Luna's new mom, I should be better at this."

Suddenly the door to Luna's bedroom opened. Luna, who was now in her human form, stepped out cautiously as she said, "Is is time for breakfast?" Harmony then put on a smile as she said, "Yeah. What would you like me to make you Luna?" Luna meanwhile opened up one of the lower cabinets where she saw some cereal and said, "I'll just have this cereal in my room." Then Megan stepped towards Luna as she said, "Whoa. Hey Luna. You don't need to eat cereal alone in your room. Here, we all get to eat together as a family at the kitchen table."

Luna looked confused for a moment, but then nodded as she picked up the box of cereal and walked to the kitchen table. As everyone sat down together to eat, Luna looked around the table at the various food items that were laid out. Harmony then noticed Luna was starring a plate of bacon nearby, and asked, "Did you want some bacon Luna?" Luna however looked down as she said, "It's okay. I'm thankful for the cereal." Then Megan happily gave Luna a plate of bacon as she said, "Hey. We share all the food in this house. If you see any kind of prepared food on the table, feel free to ask for some. Also... it's very natural for werewolves to want to eat some meat every now and then."

Luna slowly took a piece of bacon, and then took a bite. Her face immediately scrunched up as she said, "It's salty!" Megan laughed as she said, "It's okay. Not everyone likes everything. That's why we have options. We have some chicken in the frig, or I can make pancakes." Then as Luna began to focus on her cereal, she said, "No. I'm okay. Thank you for the cereal."

Suddenly a knock at the door was heard. Harmony quickly got up as she said, "I got it." Harmony then opened the front door to the apartment where she saw Ana standing. Ana waved as she said, "Hey sis. Just wanted to check in and see how my new niece is doing." Harmony however quickly stepped out of the apartment, closing the door behind her. Harmony then covered her face, as tears began to appear while saying, "Ana, Luna is a mess. She spent most of the night crying, she lashed out at me, she's seems too afraid to ask for food or even sit at the kitchen table with me for breakfast, and I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do."

Ana then quickly hugged Harmony, and spoke with a smile as she said, "Hey, hey. It's okay sis. It's okay. Luna has been through some rough times. There's gonna be an adjustment period. Also... maybe none of us should have come by yesterday, and it should've been just you and Megan in that apartment as Luna was starting to get adjusted to things." As Harmony began to lean on a nearby wall, she said, "Maybe. It's just... growing up, mom and especially mother always seemed like they knew exactly what they were doing. I keep wondering, why I can't be as good a parent as them..."

~The Past:

A young adult Wednesday Addams sat on a darkly painted bench in the park on one cool fall day, her eyes buried in a book titled 'The Complete Guide to Necromancy for Beginners'. A dead leaf fell from a tree and landed right on Wednesday's book. Wednesday then smirked as she said to herself, "Excellent. Soon these trees will be completely devoid of their bright colors, the grass will turn brown, and I will be able to finally enjoy this park actually having some true beauty."

Suddenly, Wednesday heard her five year old daughters: Harmony and Ana screaming. Wednesday looked up, and saw Harmony and Ana running towards her with a little bit of mud on their clothing. Immediately, Harmony said, "Mother, some mean boys tried throwing mud at us. Stop them!" Wednesday however calmly looked at her daughters with a deadpan expression as she said, "Children, I cannot be everywhere you go, and I cannot solve all your problems for you. If you believe peers of yours have dishonored and disrespected you, then you must enact proper vengeance on them yourselves." Ana however looked confused as she said, "How do we do that? Throw mud right back at them?"

Wednesday then suddenly began to show some genuine interest and mild amount of excitement as she said, "Exactly, but you must do more than just overpower your enemies. You must take their sense of power and control from them. You see, it's not just superior strength that causes those boys to feel like they have power and control over you. It's also their belief that they can cause you distress and humiliation by throwing mud at you. So in order to take that power and control away, cover yourself in mud before you fight back. Show your enemies that you no longer fear their weapon of choice, but instead own it. By letting your enemies see you have no fear, you will ironically instill more fear into them."

Suddenly Ana looked excited as she said, "I know! How about we put cat masks on, and then once we cover ourselves in mud, we can pretend we're Kitty Mud Ninjas! The boys won't know what hit them! Come on. Lets use our allowance to buy some cat masks at the nearby party store!" Harmony looked excited as she yelled, "Yay!" Then Ana and Harmony began to run off to the nearby party store... but then Harmony suddenly took a moment to run back and hug Wednesday as she said, "Thank you mother." Wednesday looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment... but then hugged Harmony back as she said, "You're welcome Harmony."

~The Present:

As the afternoon rolled into evening, Luna was sitting in her bedroom on a sleeping bag while looking at a book. Harmony then stepped into the bedroom as she said, "Hey Luna. Wanna play a board game? I got Monopoly Millionaire, and Clue. It's actually a version of Clue based on my mother's teenager years weirdly enough. Her and my mom's faces are literally on the box." Luna however kept her face focused on the book as she said, "I'm fine."

Harmony then took a deep breath and said, "All right. Well how about we watch a movie tonight? I got a big collection of classic horror films my mother let me watch when I was little." Luna didn't even look up from her book as she simply said, "No thank you." Harmony felt a bit rejected, but decided to keep trying as she said, "How about I show you how to make a nice dinner?" Again, Luna simply said, "No thank you."

Harmony looked defeated as she walked away... but then stopped, turned back, and walked back towards Luna as she said, "Luna, why do you not want to do anything with me or Megan? We're a family now. We want to spend time with you and care about you." Luna then looked up from her book, and simply said, "I know. Everyone does... until they stop caring. No one cares about me for very long."

A look of sadness entered Harmony's eyes as she said, "Luna, that's not true. There are lots of caring people in the world." Then a suddenly frustrated Luna yelled, "No, they're not! Every foster home and group home tries to get rid of me! Even my own real mommy tried to get rid of me! No one wants to keep me! No one! I... I..." Then suddenly as the early evening moonlight began to enter the room, Luna felt her body begin to change. Suddenly hair began to grow all over Luna's body as she turned into a werewolf. Luna then looked at her werewolf claws as horror entered her face. Harmony however remained calm as she stepped forward while saying, "Luna, it's okay." Then Luna immediately yelled, "Stay away!"

Then as Luna moved her arm, her claw hit Harmony in the arm, causing Harmony to scream for a second in pain. Luna looked horrified as she said, "Oh no. I did it again! I'm a monster!" Then Luna ran to the corner of her bedroom and began to cry. Megan immediately entered the bedroom from nearby as she said, "What's going on?" Tears were now in Harmony's eyes as she said, "I... I didn't mean to upset her. She just got angry, and wolfed out, and..." However before Harmony could finish, Megan just sat near Luna and said, "Don't worry Luna. It's okay. No one is mad at you." However as Luna continued to cry, a crying Harmony quickly stepped out of the bedroom.

Then as Harmony was walking away, she heard a knock at the front door. Harmony immediately opened the door, seeing Wednesday holding a bag of food. Wednesday had a straight face as she said, "As your other mother has requested, I have brought sugary sweets here, despite them having no nutritional value that..." However Wednesday stopped talking as she realized Harmony was crying with a distraught face. Wednesday immediately put the bag down as she said, "Harmony, what troubles you?"

As Harmony wiped away some tears, she said, "I don't know what I'm doing mother. Luna is constantly sad or scared or both, and I don't know how to handle it. There's nothing I can do that makes her better. Mother... how were you able to do this so easily when me and Ana were kids? How did you always know what to do when I was growing up!?" Wednesday then crossed her arms and looked at Harmony with a straight face as she said, "Harmony... the truth that I would never admit to anyone except you is... I entered parenthood with no clue what I was doing. In fact, with many passing moments, I felt like I was enduring a hellish torture that I had no control over; barely holding onto my very sanity..."

~Flashbacks from the Past:

A young adult Wednesday walked in the kitchen seeing her five year old children: Harmony and Ana looking very sick while sitting at the kitchen table. Wednesday immediately approached her children as she said, "What's wrong?" A sick looking Ana then said, "We ate all our Halloween candy in one hour." Then Harmony covered her mouth as she said, "Uh oh. I think I'm gonna..." Then Harmony and Ana immediately vomited all over Wednesday's clothes. Wednesday meanwhile looked very uncomfortable and uncertain what to do.

Wednesday and Enid were sitting in front of a computer, while Enid said, "Okay. With all our major debts paid off, I think we're finally ready to take our first major family vacation to Transylvania next year. I know you're really excited about this Wednesday." Then suddenly the sound of an explosion was heard, which caused the house to shake. Harmony and Ana quickly ran into the room as Harmony said, "It's not our fault. Uncle Fester's present to us exploded on it's own!" Then Ana casually said, "Also, it's sort of his fault for surrounding it with caution tape. I mean... it was practically begging us to open it before our birthday. Also... I think half the living room is gone now." Wednesday then closed her eyes, breathing in and out deeply as she said, "It would seem our trip to Transylvania is about to be postponed for another year or two."

Wednesday was analyzing a metal cube in the basement as Harmony and Ana came down the stairs. A smiling Harmony then asked, "Hey mother. Whatcha doing?" Wednesday put the metal cube down as she said, "Trying to find a way to understand this artifact I discovered. It's some sort of ancient puzzle. Apparently if I solve it, it will result in..." Suddenly Ana held up the metal cube, which was glowing now, as she said, "I solved the puzzle in three seconds mother! What do I win!?" Suddenly the metal cube opened up as a terrified Wednesday said, "According to legends... centuries old demons are about to released." Then an excited Harmony and Ana innocently yelled, "Yay!" Then a terrified looking Wednesday grabbed both her children, and ran out of the basement as fast as she could while several demons began to appear from a portal created in the metal cube.

Wednesday sat in the living room blind folded as she said, "You girls know I don't like surprises." Meanwhile a happy Harmony and Ana stood in front of Wednesday as Harmony said, "Well, you'll like this one. Okay. Take off the blind fold." Wednesday quickly took off the blind fold, only to see Harmony and Ana holding a large colorful dress in front of her. An excited Ana said, "Ta da! We made you a new dress mother, all on our own!" As Harmony pointed to the dress she said, "See how we put all the colors of the rainbow on the dress! It even has a picture of pink unicorn on it!" Wednesday suddenly began to look terrified, her eyes were very wide as she said, "Oh my... children... this is... too extravagant a gift for me to wear."

Then an excited Ana said, "I know! It's so pretty! Wear it right now mother!" Then an excited Harmony and Ana yelled, "Wear it! Wear it! Wear it!" Wednesday then reluctantly put the bright rainbow colored dress on her body. Wednesday tried to remain calm as she looked at the dress on her body, while she softly said to herself, "It's just clothing. It cannot harm you. It's just clothing. It cannot harm you." Harmony now looked confused as she said, "Mother, are you okay?" Wednesday then quickly stood up, and tried to look calm as she said, "Yes. Thank you for your thoughtful gift children." Then after one moment of standing still, Wednesday immediately ran into her bedroom, locked the door, took off the dress, and then screamed bloody murder while hugging herself. Meanwhile, as Harmony and Ana heard the screaming, a smiling Ana said, "I think she really likes it."

~The Present:

Wednesday stood before Harmony in the apartment hallway as she said, "Harmony, being a mother is a life of madness, and feeling like you're always on the verge of losing your sanity. The truth is, when I performed the experiment that resulted in you and your sister being born, I was not fully aware of the challenges being a parent would entail... but with that being said, I had no intention to fail you and your sister. So I persevered through every mistake, looked for every creative solution to every problem, and remained confidant I could meet every challenge. However, when I did face a set back or obstacle, it didn't make me feel weak. Rather, the moments where I realized my skills were at a lower point than required, it provided me the opportunity to force myself to rise higher than ever before. You and your sister did test me Harmony... but through raising you, I became stronger... which I am certain Luna will do for you."

Harmony looked amazed as she said, "Mother... I... I don't think I've ever heard you speak in such an inspirational way before... but thank you. Thank you so much." Harmony immediately hugged Wednesday. Wednesday, without any hesitation, then immediately hugged Harmony back, keeping a straight face as she said, "Don't mention it... to anyone... for the rest of your life." Harmony smirked as she let go of Wednesday while saying, "Well mother... it's time for me to go be a mother now." Then Harmony walked back into her apartment as Wednesday left.

Within moments, Harmony dragged two sleeping bags into Luna's room, where Luna was sitting still scared in the corner while Megan was sitting nearby. Megan looked confused as she said, "Harmony, what are you doing?" Harmony looked straight at Luna as she said, "Luna... if you'll let us... me and Megan are gonna sleep with you in your room tonight. The two of us will sleep in sleeping bags near you. We can sleep right next to you, or on the other side of the room. Whatever you're comfortable with." Luna, still in her werewolf form, looked confused as she said, "Why?"

As Harmony sat down on the floor, she said, "Because I want you to know that me and Megan are never gonna leave you, and we'll always be right here for you. Even if you're in werewolf form for the rest of your life, and you accidentally scratch me a hundred times, we are never leaving you." As Megan sat right next to Harmony, she smiled at Luna while saying, "Luna, we don't want you to be here for a short time. We're your family now. We want to be your mothers forever... if you let us."

A nervous Luna crawled closer to Harmony and Megan, and then said, "Lots of people said they liked me and even loved me... but they never meant it. They always sent me away. Even my real mom sent me away. I don't even remember her. Why did she give me away? Why did she not love me!?" Then Harmony scooted closer to Luna as she said, "I don't know the story behind your real mother Luna. I wish I did. Maybe we'll find out one day. But until then... all I can do is promise you that me and Megan wanna love you with all our hearts, as if we were your real moms. I know other people have said stuff like that to you before. So we know it'll take awhile for you to believe we mean what we're saying... but tonight, we are not leaving you alone; just like how you never have to feel alone for the rest of your life now."

Luna however just looked away from Harmony, a sad look still in her eyes. Harmony looked slightly devastated, until Megan whispered to her, "Harmony, you've been trying to tell Luna you love her, and that she doesn't have to hide. Yet, you've been hiding a part of yourself from her. I think you need to show Luna the part of you that relates to her most of all. She's only seen you show it during an emergency. Now is the time to let her see it's an acceptable and normal part of this home."

Harmony nodded, and then closed her eyes. Suddenly Harmony's body grew as fur began to appear everywhere. Soon, Harmony was in her werewolf form. Luna now looked at Harmony with wide surprised eyes. As Harmony starred at Luna with her big wolf like eyes, she said, "I know I take up more space in this form. Is it okay if I sleep like this with you tonight?" Tears appeared in Luna's little werewolf eyes, and then suddenly she rushed into Harmony's arms and hugged her. Soon, Harmony and Luna lay on their sleeping bags together, hugging one another. A smiling Megan then lay beside them and embraced her new family in a hug as well.

~The Past:

A young adult Wednesday and Enid lay together in bed as little Harmony and Ana lay between them nearly asleep. As the two little girls looked very content, their eyes slowly closed while Wednesday said, "And so the three little pigs learned what they built their homes out of was meaningless, because the simple wolf who was only obeying his natural instincts was going to eat them anyway at the slaughter house where all pigs are inevitably sent. The end." Wednesday then looked at her two daughters, seeing they were completely asleep now. Enid smiled as she said, "Look at them Wednesday. So perfect. You ever think they'll have their own families like us when they grow up one day?" Wednesday kept a straight face as she looked at Enid while saying, "If they fully understood what we go through for them on a daily basis, they wouldn't. For only a completely insane person would ever want to raise a family like ours." Enid however smiled as she reached out, placed her right hand under Wednesday's left hand, and then said, "Well... thank you Wednesday... for giving me this insanely beautiful family of ours."

~The Present:

In the middle of the park in the evening, Gerard was flying through the air as he said, "Come on Luna. You have to pass through me if you wanna get a point." As Gerard flew through the air, Luna was in her werewolf form as she was happily running on all fours under Gerard. Luna then leaped into the air, but wasn't able to reach the height Gerard was flying at. Meanwhile Ana stood nearby as she said, "Come on Luna! You just have to put a little more power into your jumps. Remember, your Aunt Ana believes in you!"

Meanwhile at a picnic table nearby that had a large street lamp near it, sitting together were Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, and Megan. As Enid watched Luna running around, she smiled while saying, "Luna looks like she's really starting to enjoy herself." Harmony, with a look of relief, said, "Yeah. Although even after a month of living with us, she does sometimes still get sad at night, and gets scared by the occasional loud noises. Her therapist says she likely has issues with anxiety... but since I still do too, me and Megan realized instead of seeing this as a bad thing, we should just view this as one more thing that can help me and Luna grow closer as we both work through our issues together." As Megan held Harmony's hand, she said, "It actually inspired us to start attending family therapy sessions together... and we think it's really helping us."

Meanwhile, Luna jumped high into the air, with her little werewolf body passing right through Gerard's ghostly form. As Luna landed on the ground, she yelled, "I did it!" An excited Ana yelled, "You did! Great work Luna!" As everyone at the picnic table clapped a bit, a happy Harmony called out, "Awesome Luna. Now come over and eat some dinner." Luna then happily rushed over to the picnic table, while Gerard floated down next to Ana. As Ana and Gerard watched Luna sit next to Harmony and Megan, Gerard asked, "So Ana... do you think that in some way maybe... we could have something like that one day?" Ana turned to look at Gerard with loving eyes as she said, "Maybe. But for now... Gerard, I just want you to know I am happy with the life we've made already with each other. I mean we've never even kissed, and may never will... but that's okay because I'd still rather have what we have now than anything else in the world."

A moment later, the entire family began to place themselves around the picnic table. As everyone began to talk and enjoy themselves, Enid scooted closer to Wednesday as she said, "Look at this family Wednesday. None of this would've happened if you hadn't combined that weird mystic plant extract with my DNA in your body to make yourself pregnant... and even though I was totally freaked out when you did that crazy experiment without my consent... I just want to say thank you... for all of this." Wednesday looked at Enid with an expression that showed no emotion, but then her actions spoke louder than words as she quickly gave Enid a romantic kiss.

However the kiss was interrupted as Megan said, "Oh. Guess what. Luna has gifts she made for her two new grandmas." An excited Luna then opened up a nearby bag as she said, "Oh yeah. I made them with help from Aunt Ana." Then Luna suddenly held up two matching rainbow colored dresses, each with a picture of a pink unicorn on them. An excited Luna asked, "Do you like them?" An excited Enid slipped into one of the dresses as she said, "Aww. I love it. Thank you Luna." Wednesday however began to look terrified, her eyes were very wide as she softly said to herself, "Oh God. The nightmare has returned."

Meanwhile an excited Luna said, "Come on Grandma Wednesday. Wear the new dress. Wear it! Wear it! Wear it!" Wednesday then reluctantly put the bright rainbow colored dress on her body. Wednesday tried to remain calm as she looked at the dress on her body, while she softly said to herself, "It's just clothing. It cannot harm you. It's just clothing. It cannot harm you." Luna now looked confused as she said, "Grandma Wednesday, are you okay?" Wednesday then quickly stood up, and tried to look calm as she said, "Yes. Thank you for your thoughtful gift Luna." Then after one moment of standing still, Wednesday immediately ran out of the park, jumped into her car, took off the dress, and then screamed bloody murder while hugging herself. Meanwhile, as everyone else heard the screaming, a smiling Ana looked at Luna as she said, "I think she really likes it."

THE END

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EPILOGUE:

One More Bonus Scene from the Past:

In the middle of the park two seven year old boys, and one little five year old boy were walking around with buckets of mud. One of the older boys yelled, "Come out of hiding girls. The 'Boys Rule and Girls Drool Club' is about to cream you with mud!" Meanwhile, the little five year old boy said, "Devin, is this a good idea? Those girls looked scared when you tried to throw mud at them earlier. I thought you said this would be fun." The older boy then said, "Shut up. I'm your big cousin, and I know what's best. Now lets find those little girls and take them down!"

Suddenly, emerging from a nearby mud pit was a five year old Harmony and Ana; their bodies drenched in mud while they were wearing cat masks that covered most of the upper section of their faces. Harmony and Ana immediately made roaring sounds, followed by Ana yelling, "You drew first mud. Now prepare for vengeance from the Kitty Mud Ninjas!" All three of the boys immediately looked scared as Harmony and Ana immediately began throwing large buckets of mud at them.

The two older boys suddenly got out some water balloons and threw them near Ana's feet. The sudden wet ground caused Ana to fall as she said, "Oww! Uggh. That hurt." Harmony then looked determined as she said, "Don't worry Ana. I'll get them!" Then Harmony immediately chased after the two older boys with a big bucket of mud while saying, "You don't get to hurt my sister and not face my wrath! Raaaaaahhhh!" The older boys suddenly screamed in fear as they ran away from Harmony.

Meanwhile, the younger boy, whose face was partially covered in mud, approached Ana as he said, "Are you okay? I'm sorry you got hurt. I'm just visiting my cousin today, and he sometimes does stupid stuff." As Ana tried to sit up, her face was still covered in mud and her cat mask as she said, "I'll be okay. I'm used to it. All the boys at school hate me too because I'm so weird."

As the young boy sat next to Ana, he said, "That sounds awful. Why are they like that? I mean, my mother taught me to treat all girls like they're special." Ana shrugged, and then said, "Well my mother said most men are intimidated by independent women with clearly superior skills... but that's okay. I don't need a boy to like me or kiss me to make me feel special." The young boy then scooted near Ana as he said, "Well... even if you don't need this... I hope it makes you feel a little more special."

Then the young boy leaned his head forward and immediately kissed Ana on the lips. Ana was surprised for a second... but then kissed the boy back. After a moment, their lips parted, and they both looked at one another with smiles and blushing cheeks. Then the young boy stood up, still smiling as he said, "Nice to meet you Miss Kitty Mud Ninja." The young boy then walked away, waving to Ana, while a smiling Ana waved back.

Soon, the young boy reached the edge of the park where an adult woman was standing near a car. The young boy smiled as he said, "Hi mom. I'm ready to go home." The young boy's mother groaned in frustration and then said, "Didn't I tell you not to get dirty? Oh well. I hope you had a good time playing with your cousins and the other kids in the park today. Come on. Lets go home Gerard."

*Next Week: WEDNESDAY ON SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE

...no seriously, THAT is the entire premise. ;)

Trivia:

-The final picture in this story was created by fanfiction writer/ artist: Konge (with tweaks by myself).

-All of the flashbacks in this story take place before Chapter 17 - Gomez and Morticia Come to Visit.

-Ana and her ghostly boyfriend Gerard first met in Chapter 64 - Ana's Amazing Adventure.

-Luna was first introduced in Chapter 79 - Love Finds a Way.

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Did you low-key wanted Paul to cheat? I’m just curious. How would you think it will go? In your point of view. 👀

hmmm…idek😭 because if Paul were to cheat, it would create an entirely different storyline and it would just be an angst mess. y/n would know FOR SURE and it would just be devastating. this is how i think it would unfold. hope you enjoy :)

context : out of your league >>next

out of your league (alternate version) - paul lahote x reader

The dream felt real. Very real. A detailed dream of Edward teaching you how to play Sudoku.

You wake up with the most excruciating pain in your chest. It felt like your heart was being squeezed, stabbed, and all of the above.

You felt like you couldn’t breathe as you rolled out of bed, dropping to the floor.

Using your forearms, you try to crawl as you whimpered from your situation. Your eyes squeezed shut as you felt deeply hurt. You whimpered and sobbed in pain as you lay in fetal position.

The door flies opens and you couldn’t pay attention to the muffled words, “Y/N” and “Are you alright?”

Your heart pounded too loudly in your ears and you felt physically in pain. You felt sick. You felt weak. You felt hurt. You felt like you were going to die. You didn’t care about any of those feelings. The feeling you care about the most, was betrayal.

It was like walking through a dark tunnel. You felt like a ghost. You walked until you were in the same room as two people talking.

They couldn’t see you, but you could see them. A woman, crying. A man, rubbing her back. You couldn’t hear the dialect, but you couldn’t move as you watched the scene unfold.

The man moved his lips and eventually the woman starts to smile as her lips moved. A motion of their bodies showed that they shared a laugh.

The woman, thought it was a good idea to kiss the man, only for him to touch his lips with his fingers in thought. They glance at each other. The woman moved her lips as she showed an act of suggestion.

Her hand locked a door. Her hand reached into the shorts that were loose on the man’s body. She was happy. Very happy. It was as if she opened a present when she reached inside.

You blink awake after blackness ate you. You try to remember what happened.

Seeing Carlisle, made you scared. You sit up and both him and Edward stretched their arms out.

“What’s wrong?” you ask quietly.

“You’ve been out for ten hours.” Carlisle speaks as you’re lying back on the pillows.

You groan softly and the uncomfortable feeling in your chest started to spread. You cry as you fist your shirt.

“Y/N, what happened?” Edward whispered as he sat next to you.

You shook your head as your crumbled face couldn’t stop the tears. Your head rested in his lap as you lay in fetal position.

“He…He hurt me.” you whine out.

“Who? Who hurt you?”

You couldn’t say his name. It hurt too much.

“He doesn’t love me anymore.” You brokenly said.

“Would you like me to call Paul?”

“No! Do not…Call…Him.” you hiccuped.

“What happened?” he whispered.

“He…He let someone else into his world…..I can feel it….I don’t know how but…I just know.”

It was indescribable. It was a feeling, you just knew deep into your soul that your partner had laid down with someone else.

The bond, it was loosening. It felt like your soul was trying to grasp at it like straws but it was too slippery like oil. It was super uncomfortable.

“I have to get home. I have to get home.” you say as you sit up.

“You have to get better first.” Edward says as he gently pushed your shoulders back down to lay you back on the pillows.

His hands move away but you grip onto them. It helped with the pain. You didn’t know why, but his touch was an act of desperation. You needed him to be close.

“You scared me….I didn’t know what to think.” he says to you. You couldn’t take his eyes away from his. His concerned and anxious eyes. You felt the need to confess to him.

“It felt like I was dying.” you confess.

“I felt some of it.” he says.

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?” he asks as he caressed the side of your anxiety driven face.

“I think the imprint broke I-….. I can’t feel him anymore….”

Edward was speechless as it was evident in his face. He didn’t think such strong connection could be broken. Questions were now flooding his brain.

“I feel…I need to take a shower….Or something.” you trail off as you slip out of bed.

A knock on the door, made you snap out of it. The water had ran cold and you didn’t even notice.

“Y/N, are you alright in there?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” you call out and shut the water off.

You dry off and dress in the bathroom.

“Maybe, you should wait for a day before you travel.” Carlisle advised.

“I’m okay…I just need to…See him..”

“Carlisle, she has to see him.” Edward defended on your behalf.

“Are you sure?” Carlisle asks you after looking to Edward.

“Yes.” you say. He understands and leaves out of the room as Edward moved closer to you.

“I can go back with you.”

You shakily finish packing.

“This doesn’t really concern you.” you replied gently.

“You concern me.”

You look off as he speaks again, “I just want to make sure you make it back to Washington safely…”

“I’ll be safe…I’m just hurt.” You crack and sit back down on the bed. You cried again, your body felt weak as you weeped into his lap.

You unlock your home door. It felt like a grey filter was over it. The home, the home that you shared with Paul was not home anymore. It felt cold. It felt empty.

He wasn’t home.

Your hands shook as you tried to make something. It kept your mind occupied. Your mind was in a blur as you dumped ingredients into a bowl.

You tried to pretend like things were normal, you didn’t want to accept that this was reality.

Paul was slightly shocked to see you. You pretended like you didn’t notice.

He leaned to give you a kiss. Your body didn’t want it. It felt too betrayed.

You instinctively move out of the way and held the plate out for him.

“Take one.”

“Thanks.” he says and sits down.

As he ate, you place two hands on his shoulders. You didn’t feel anything. It felt like you were touching a stranger. Someone that you used to know.

“I want a divorce.”

He turns to look at you. You don’t look at him. You only stare at the space ahead of you.

“Y/N-“

“I can’t be with someone who….Thinks with their penis instead of their mind…What did I do so bad for you to disregard everything that we had for a night of pleasure?”

He gets out of his chair and you step back. You still wouldn’t look at him. You couldn’t.

“Can I explain?”

“No.” you quietly say.

“Just let me explain.”

“For what?!” you tearfully say, “Its bad enough that it felt like I was going to die. Was fucking her really worth it? Who was it?”

“I didn’t fuck her….Rachel only sucked my dick.”

One swipe with your hand, you slap him. Hard.

“And you let her. You’re disgusting.”

He didn’t get angry. Just hurt. Shame was written on his face but it still didn’t mean anything to you.

“How could you do this to me? To us?” you ask him with both hands to your chest. On your heart. The thing that he hurt.

“One thing led to another….Y/N, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I promise you. You did try to tell me that Rachel liked me but I didn’t listen, I thought that maybe…” he trailed off.

“You bit me..I let you mark me…It will now forever remind me of the hurt you that you’ve caused me….Thanks a lot…” you comment.

The ring was thrown at his feet with a ping. He bent down and picked it up, slight disbelief was on his face.

You make your way to grab things that you wanted.

He tugged on your arm, “Y/N, we can work this out.”

You fling your arm out of his grasp.

“No.”

“Y/N.” he begged.

“Just leave it, Paul. It’s over. I don’t even…I can’t even look at you the same.”

Paul’s father consoled you as you cried on his couch. And cried. You felt he was the only person to get how you felt.

“I’ll talk to him…That shit isn’t cool at all. I didn’t raise him to be that way. I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“It ruined everything.” you choke out.

“You just stay here, tonight. Okay?”

“I’m okay. I’ll find somewhere to crash but I just can’t see him. I don’t even want to look at him.”

You hear the front door and you both look. His father then stands as he smacked him in the back of the head and shakes his fist in the air.

“Paul…What the hell were you thinking? Really? Your wife! Don’t tell me I raised you to be a son of a bitch!”

Paul ignored his father as he made his way towards you.

“Y/N…I’m sorry…Just come back home.”

“Thanks for the talk.” you tell Paul’s father and he nods but he still glared at Paul.

You made your way to pick up the baby but Paul firmly grabbed your arm.

“Get off of me!” you bark out.

“You’re not taking my baby.”

“Your baby? It’s your baby now?” you raise your eyebrows.

“Yeah. I don’t even know why you’re thinking about taking them. You didn’t even want them in the first fucking place.” he grits out.

“Hey! Paul, calm down.” His father intervened, “Just let her take the baby-“

“No!” Paul says in defiance and snatched the diaper bag off of your shoulder.

“Give it back!” you tearfully say.

“No.”

“Give it back!” you push his chest.

“Push me again.” he seethed.

“What? You’re gonna hit me?” you say and push him again.

Paul’s father grabbed your arm and pulled you back as Paul tried to calm his anger as he took breaths and squeezed his eyes.

“This isn’t how we’re going to solve anything…Paul, she’s the mother. Just let her take the baby. She’s not going to keep them away from you.” his father tells his son.

“No.” Paul says eerily calmly.

“Paul. Quit being fucking hardheaded.”

You pick the diaper bag back up and move towards the bassinet. Your baby wasn’t scared, but their eyebrows furrowed as they look at both you and Paul. You felt bad that they had to witness such scene.

“You’re not taking them.” Paul says.

“I am.”

“You’re not! Over my fucking dead body.”

“Watch me.” you say as you stretch your arms out.

“Y/N, you’re not taking my kid.”

You tearfully stop in your tracks. Stupid mark.

“I fucking hate you, so much. I hate you! Why couldn’t you have leaved me alone? Why did you have to talk to me at the park! Why did I let you mark me!…You ruined my life! I hate you!” you passionately express to him.

“Paul, that’s not fair and you know it.” his father scolded.

”I don’t care.” Paul says. You shoved the bag against his chest as you storm out of the house.

You faintly hear, “Let her go! She’s fucking crazy if she thinks she’s taking my child away from me.”

You cried on Emily’s shoulder on her couch as Sam vocalized his disapproval. Your chest felt like a truck was sitting on top of it.

Blasting music in your headphones as you looked up at the ceiling, couldn’t drown out the thoughts. You were angry as you went down memory lane and wondered why you didn’t just leave Washington after high school. Why you didn’t just commit to art school. None of this would even be happening.

Every song, every lyric just overwhelmed you.

Hot lazy tears rolled over your nose as you lay in fetal position on the borrowed bed.

You sit up and wipe your face as an unknown number called twice in a row.

“Where are you?”

You knew the voice well. The melodic voice was too recognizable no matter what.

“Over Sam and Emily’s.” you rasped out comfortably into the phone. Embry had moved out with Angela, her parents agreed to letting him stay with them until they find their own place.

“Are they friends of yours?”

“Yes.”

“Do they reside in La Push?”

“Yes.”

“Meet me at the border of La Push.”

“It’s late.”

“Please?”

“Fine.”

You shrug on your jacket and grab your keys.

“Alright, what do you want?” you say to Edward while the moonlight shines above you two.

“Here.” he says and puts something in your pocket.

“Edward, quit it.” you say and put the keys back in his hands.

“Y/N, why would you want to go stay with someone and not you have a place of your own?”

“Why are you doing all of this?” you demanded in a frustrated tone.

“You’re going through a lot right now. You shouldn’t be alone in this. I'd rather get on your nerves than to stay away knowing that you’re hurting by yourself….”

“You ran here?” you ask as you didn’t see no car except yours.

“Yes….Let me take you to it. If you still don’t want it after you see it, I will get the idea.”

“Fine.”

Seattle.

You glanced around the luxury apartment. The sun was almost up and the large windows showcased such beauty.

“You did this on purpose.” you point with a finger. He smiled a bit.

“What do you think?”

“…It’s nice….Why Seattle?”

“Least expected but it’s close. It’s big to where you’re free to roam without painful memories.”

Sam helped you out the last bag in your trunk. The birds chirped and you had a sense of hope.

“Me and Em don’t mind that you stay with us. Really, Y/N.” Sam tells you.

“I know. I appreciate you guys….I just can’t be in La Push…I just need to collect myself.”

Emily gives you a hug. She didn’t want you to leave.

“You’re still family to us. Just please don’t be a stranger.” Sam says to you and you nod.

You were frustrated with his resistance.

“Just sign them.” you push the papers to Paul.

“Me and you haven’t been getting any sleep….Come home, Y/N. You’re literally being difficult for no reason.”

You sigh tiredly with your eyes closed. You couldn’t sleep because you were too busy crying throughout the night.

“Paul…Just sign them.”

“Son, just sign them.” his dad told him.

“You want me to just give up my family? Whose side are you even on?”

“I’m on the doing what’s right side. You weren’t thinking about your family when you were with that broad. You hurt Y/N exactly how your mother hurt me and I can’t and I won’t condone it. If she wants you to sign, sign the goddamn papers and stop wasting everyone’s time!” his father roared out.

Paul clenched his jaw and scribbled his name and roughly shoved the papers your direction, not even caring that some papers flew.

Ninety days. The cool down period was the longest three months of your entire life.

Throughout, you tried to be civil with Paul to see the baby.

Tension was thick.

You kept hopeful spirits despite everything. You just didn’t want to let your baby see you sad.

When you did see them, you made sure Paul’s father was around.

It was hurting you to witness your baby grow up, they babbled more.

They were starting to sit up on their own better.

“I want to take them for the weekend.” you propose.

“Mm mm.” Paul disagreed.

“Paul.” his father warned to him.

Paul leaned forward in his seat to glare at you as you had your baby in front of you on your lap.

“I won’t even see them again. Nice try.”

“Paul, I wouldn’t do that. You know I wouldn’t do that. You’re just bitter, right now.”

He rolled his eyes, “I wouldn’t be bitter if you would just come home.

“Are you kidding? You’re going to do nothing but be a jerk.”

“I won’t.” he says in frustration, leaning back in his seat as he moved his knee side to side, “Where are you even staying?”

“No way I’m telling you.”

“But, you want me to let you take them for the fucking weekend.” he scoffed.

“Say yes and I will tell you.”

“What are you? Four?”

“Guess it’s a no.”

“You damn right it is. You want to see ‘em, come over here.”

It was nice to not be alone. Edward insisted that you hire a lawyer, a child is involved. It was nice to have someone to talk to, to get your mind off of things. He genuinely wanted to be around you, even if you just wanted to vent or cry.

The council looked at the couple that used to be imprinted. They’ve never experienced an imprinted mated couple breaking up. Let alone, divorcing.

“He can keep it all…The house…The car…The furniture.” You tell them.

“Alright.” One of the elders on the panel spoke.

“I just want full custody of my child.”

“Hell no.” Paul’s voice rang out.

“Mr. Lahote. That kind of language will not be tolerated in this room….Y/N, unfortunately you cannot have full custody of your child.” another elder spoke.

“Why not?” you bark out.

“Theres been laws set in place, on this reservation. Absent fathers in the household are prominent and to ensure that the child have a father in their life, Paul shall be responsible for them.”

“This isn’t fair! He broke the sacred law by cheating on his imprint!” You cried.

“We understand that but-“

“I truly believe you don’t! It’s like he gets no punishment! He’s reaping benefits for his actions, instead!” You reply.

“His punishment will be served and will be served with justice. However, if your child in the future, shifts due to having Quileute bloodline, you will not be handle that. The gene comes from the father’s DNA. Paul, is already a wolf so therefore, he can guide the child with such ease.”

You shake your head a bit with tears forming.

“This is so- ” you choke out with a shake of your head.

“You’re currently residing in Seattle. Correct?”

“Yes.”

“I grant that you get a week with the child, and Paul gets a week with the child. Mr. Lahote, do you agree to that?”

He nodded, “Yes.”

They ask if you agree to that.

“Yes.” you mutter.

”So, it’s settled.” The elder finalized.

“What about my…Marks?” You ask.

“They’re permanent, I’m afraid. It’s for life. They are somewhat still in effect so, you still wouldn’t be able to bear another man’s child. Paul has to shift to let you reject his wolf to completely let each other go. Then, the marks won’t respond to his touches anymore. Another thing that will not change is as long as Paul shifts, you still age at the same slow rate as him. You both have a child together, fate believes that it will be beneficial.”

“I can get them to agree full custody for you.” Edward offered while you two were at lunch. You finished giving him a run down.

“How?”

“I have what they won’t say no to….Money.”

“You can’t.”

“Why not? Let me help.”

“I was thinking about it….If we’re going to be around each other a lot, you might set off the gene in them. It’s not definite but it’s risky.”

“I don’t believe it was my family who made the new generation of shifters. Even with us gone, you had shifters who still emerged.”

You thought about Quil, Seth, and Leah who still shifted.

“I don’t want full custody, though. Paul may be a many of things but…He’s a good father.” You express to him. He understood.

“You still won’t age normally.” he comments lightly.

“It’s only as long as he continues to shift.”

“Will the marks heal?” he asks curiously.

“No…When I confront his wolf, I tell him I reject his bond and I separate from his wolf. Old Quil, who is a shaman, has to oversee everything. When it’s broken, Paul touching them won’t even affect me anymore .”

You stood in Old Quil’s backyard. Paul wouldn’t shift as he paced.

“We can still make it work.” He pleaded.

“I don’t want to.” You say.

”Paul. Just shift so that this can be all over.” Sam says.

“I know you all don’t give a fuck. But I do.” Paul says to him.

“Come on, you’re taking up my time. It’s my week.” You say in annoyance. The baby was in Old Quil’s arms as the elder sadly watched the scene unfold.

“I’m not doing it.” He grits out.

You were frustrated. You say something to make him angry, to make him shift. Finally with his wolf looking at you, you break thing off for good.

“I, Y/N, reject this bond with you, Paul. I reject being your mate. We’re over.” His wolf whimpered and kneeled. You felt the shift.

As you drove to your new home, baby asleep in the backseat, you heard the faint grieving howls.

You open the door. You both smile a bit at each other as he entered in.

“They’re asleep.” You say quietly as you close the front door back, referring to your kid.

“I’m sorry..Should I leave?”

“Um…Depends…What’s wrong? How come you came?”

Edward shrugged a bit, “I was a bit bored.. I didn’t know what to do with myself so I just wanted to see your face.”

“How sweet.” You say sarcastically and you earn a chuckle.

“Do they look like you?” He murmured.

You both quietly walk into the room where your child slept. Their small chest moved up and down from their slumber.

You look over, Edward stares with his head slightly tilted, with longing.

“They’re beautiful.”

“Thanks.” you whisper back.

You quietly shut the door.

He took your hand and you both slowly walked in the hallway.

“How does it feel to be a parent?” He whispered. You lean against the wall as you looked at the joined hands.

“It feels nice…I love it when..They look at me and it’s full of love. I love how I have a purpose for life.”

“You’ve always had purpose.”

Lips brushed against each other’s sweetly and briefly. Butterflies bursted and fluttered in your stomach, you peak up at him as you compressed your lips together for a bit, you could taste the faint sweetness from him.

Both hands cradled your face as you both then kissed deeper. The back of your head was against the wall and your hands clutched to his arms.

You both were surprised. The synchronization of the lips was almost scary to you. He didn’t feel like he could break you, which made him enjoy it. You enjoyed it, a lot, but you felt it was just too soon.

Pulling from him, you shook your head a bit.

“I don’t know if…I’m ready…” you whisper as you felt lightheaded.

“I’ll give you all the time you need.” he speaks.

“I think I’m just hurt….It’s not fair to you.” You say as you look down.

“I understand.” You follow him to the front door. “Can you call me before you sleep?” He asked, full of slight hope.

“S-sure.” You clear your throat a little, “Just answer.”

He slightly smiles and pulls you in for an engulfing hug.

Paul stared back at you with a hard face. He held the door open. It was his week.

“I didn’t come here to fight.” you say.

“I didn’t either….Let's talk.”

You carefully look at him while you stepped in as the baby silently sucked on their pacifier as you held them on your hip. You took in his figure.

Dark circles were deep under his eyes. His hair grew shaggy, overdue for a haircut. He looked like he wanted to give up on life in general.

“I miss you.” he speaks tenderly.

“That’s nice.” you say sarcastically.

“Y/N, I mean it.”

You square your shoulders.

“Paul…I moved on.” you say proudly. His face twisted in anger.

“Who is he?”

“None of your business.”

“It is my business because you got my kid going over to your place every other week. You forgot that the mark still makes sure that you can’t even have kids with no one else but me.” he gently caressed your neck as you then move it away with a roll of your eyes, it didn’t feel like anything, “You’re going to let another man have their claws on my child? What’s next? Have them call the mother fucker dad?”

“Seriously? Now, you’re concerned. You should’ve thought about all of this before you got carried away. You literally ruined everything.” you say with annoyance.

“Well, you need to tell whoever you’re seeing that things aren’t for sure yet. We just might get back together.”

“You have some nerve. You’re a cheating liar. I would be downgrading!” you mockingly laugh at him.

His voice softened.

“What do I gotta do? What do I gotta do to make this work? I’m sorry, Y/N. I regret it every single day. I’m kicked out of the pack, I lost my wife, you see I can’t even live on the reservation I grew up on unless the baby phases when they get older.” He says to you.

He moved to a familiar area.

Tacoma.

“I don’t want to make things work….I just…I just don’t.” you shake your head sadly. He pulled the baby from your arms and held them as he carefully looked at you.

“Baby, I still have your ring.” He whispered.

“I don’t want it.” you tearfully say.

He sets the baby down in the playpen. The baby continues to suck on their pacifier and began to pick up a stuffed toy.

“You see them?” he asks you, you nod at the child, “They’re content with the both of us. This back and forth, it’s not good for them. They need us together, Y/N.”

Your bottom lip wobbled a bit as he pulled your hand.

“Paul, no.” you whine as he sticks his hand in his pocket and the shiny ring stared back at you.

He slides it onto your finger, disregarding your physical protest.

He pulls you to him in his arms as you weakly give up. Your face buried in his chest.

“I don’t feel what I felt for you, any more. Its like….You broke the connection. It snipped away.”

“Our connection is still there. I can still feel it.” he disagreed passionately.

“I can’t. You just feel like….A stranger..I don’t know how to explain it.” you whisper truthfully.

He had a flash of hurt on his face. You took the opportunity to move out of his arms.

You bend down and place a kiss on your baby’s head.

“Just stay until they sleep. We can talk. You can let it out. I just want you to talk to me… Please?”

Your baby blinked up at you as they move to use the edge of the playpen to stand themselves up.

“We’re only talking.” you state. He nods with hopefulness.

You spent time speaking about what each other have been up to. It went shockingly smooth. Paul eventually had to get the baby and lay them down as they fell asleep in the playpen.

You and Paul sat on the couch. It was dusk.

“….Have you seen her?” you ask.

“I haven’t seen her.”

“….Is..There anybody that you’re seeing?”

“No.”

“I don’t believe you..What do you do when you don’t have the baby, then?”

“Honestly….I stay shifted.”

”Why?”

“I don’t like being here when I’m by myself…Being my wolf makes me feel better for some reason.”

You smile a bit, “What happened to facing your reality?” you quote his words.

He smiled a bit as well as he knows, “My reality is fucked. It’s worse when it’s your own fault.”

“I just want to know…Why? I liked no- loved what we had, Paul…I loved you Paul.” you emotionally say.

“I still love you,” he says to you, “She was venting…Mostly about her mom…I didn’t want to be rude so I just listened. I said some things to make her laugh…Next thing I know, she kissed me and she’s zipping my pants down…”

“Did you have sex with her? Just tell me the truth…” you say.

“….I only hate fucked her when you had left from my dad’s…It only happened that one time.”

He said it with no feeling. With emptiness.

You were silent as you look down with a grimace. He grabbed your hand and put it to his heart.

“I regret it everyday, Y/N. I miss my family. Whatever you need me to do, I’ll do it. I know it will take time for you to trust me again, but I want to work each and everyday to earn your trust again.”

“I don’t even know what’s real anymore.” you whisper brokenly with a shrug.

“We’re real… Even without the imprinting, we still would’ve been together.”

“I can’t have you hurt me again.” you say as a single tear dropped out but your voice didn’t waver. He quickly wiped it with his thumb as he leaned towards you.

“I won’t. I promise. I fucked up and I want to fix things….Let me fix things.” he pleaded with a hand on your knee.

You didn’t expect the sigh from your mouth to come from his kiss. You try to focus on it, not on what broke you two apart in the first place.

Surprisingly, it was nice. It reminded you of the warm times you had together.

The kiss turned deeper. He showed how much he missed you. In a way, you missed him too. You just wished he hadn’t done something so stupid.

You eventually found yourself being lifted as you both continued to kiss each other.

You lay there in bed, blinking, trying to focus on why you couldn’t feel anything.

You look down and he was definitely penetrating you. He kept his eye on you, noticing that you’re not reacting.

“What’s wrong?” he whispered.

“I can’t feel anything….Paul, I can’t feel anything.” you choke out. You start to freak out as tears formed on your eyes. His face stuns as he lets you move from under him.

You rush to the bathroom and you use your hand to feel your private area. You ran the water and wet your hand to feel again. It was as if it was completely numb. You crumble to the ground with your head on your knees and sob.

You heard the water being shut off.

You felt his hands touch you and you push them away.

You shakily stand up and enter the bedroom to put your clothes back on.

“Maybe…Maybe you have to accept the bond all over again-“

“Paul, it’s over…It’s really over…” you blubber out.

”It doesn’t have to be.”

Your breaths were shaky.

“Our bodies just have to get used to each other again.” He continued.

You weren’t trying to hear it.

“It’s too late…I couldn’t even feel sex with you….It’s like my body is rejecting you in a way, I don’t know.” you shudder with anxiousness as you pull your shirt down and head to the front of the home.

“Maybe we just need time.” he rasped out.

“I can’t…I just can’t…We have to let each other go…You’re a great dad, Paul.” you say as you twist your foot into your shoe.

“We can’t be over…Y/N, I promise I can still make you happy…Maybe you have to let me mark you again.” he begged.

You shook your head, seeing the heartbreak on his face. You set the ring down, you both couldn’t even work if you both wanted to.

He picked it back up with a broken face.

The bond was indeed broken. From Paul’s betrayal.

You cried in shame on the dark road, as you were going back home. You felt so embarrassed. A tap of the window startled you as Edward was on the side of your car.

Rolling the window down, you try to keep the car steady as you scoot over to the passenger seat as he climbed in.

Luckily, no cars were around.

He drove the rest of the way as you continued to cry.

“If….It felt the same…Would you consider staying?” Edward asks quietly. You finished explaining to him what happened as you both lounged on your bed.

“Honestly….The moment would’ve felt good…And then I would feel angry at him and myself all over again after the fact.”

“Why yourself?”

“Because I was being naive…”

“You’re only human.”

You both smile a bit as you look up at the ceiling.

“Be glad you’re not going through a divorce…Wouldn’t recommend it.”

You stay on the phone with Sam as you fed your baby smushed squash.

“Maybe he needs to come back your pack.” You say. It was your week and that meant he was in his wolf form for a week.

“Y/N, he broke the rules. Plus, he’s too much trouble. He knows how to swindle out of anything I say. I have a family to also be responsible of, I don’t have time to be running around after Paul.”

“He needs some type of structure now that I’m not there.”

“He’s not on Quileute land. He’s not my responsibility. Jacob went ahead and formed his own pack, but I don’t think Jake wants to give him the time of day.”

“Definitely not.” You whisper. The times you did talk to Jacob, he spoke Paul’s name with disgust. Rachel had followed her sister, Rebecca, to Hawaii to stay there for a while.

“I hope you find someone better….Im sorry you went through all of that.”

“I appreciate it, Jake..My baby is the best thing to come from me and Paul.”

He agreed.

Paul did notice when you dropped the baby off at his house, you looked happier, exuberant. He knew that he had nothing to do with that. It pained him even more. You ignored the questions when he demanded to know who was stealing your attention.

“Am I interrupting?”

“Never.” you say as you sat up straighter on your stool.

“What?” you ask softly as Edward continued to look at you with a smile.

“You’re painting again.”

“Oh..Yeah.” you say sheepishly as you put the paintbrush down. You hadn’t taken on any new work since Italy. It’s been a long time.

”Who is this one for?”

You look at the painting. It was unfinished but it was the waterfalls from when you were in Ithaca.

“No one. I might sell it..I don’t know.” you shrugged with a slight chuckle.

“When you’re finished, can I have it?”

You grin a bit, “Sure…But..I don’t want your money.”

“Fine…I can make you dinner.”

“You do that anyways.”

You both laugh lightly in sync.

You pick up your paint brush again.

“Edward?”

“Yes?”

“Are…Are we a thing?” You ask quietly.

“Do you want us to be a thing?”

“I just….I just can’t get hurt again.” You say as you slowed your brush strokes.

“You don’t deserve to get hurt again, Y/N. I am very appreciative of the light you brought into my starless nights…”

“Someone new will catch your eye…It’s too risky.” you say as you set down the paint brush and wouldn’t look at him.

He shook his head with an grin and turned you around, “Ever since I met you, you’re all that I could think about. You’re my favorite part about living...”

You watch his eyes as the connection hummed between you two. He was telling the truth. His golden gaze was enough to make your heart stop.

“If you hurt me….I’ll hate you forever.” you whisper.

“Hurting you is my worst nightmare, you’re my angel.” he whispered back as he gently cupped your chin.

Eyes were shut and focused as you both slowly familiarized with each other’s lips. It felt strangely like a puzzle. You felt it was dangerous, you didn’t want to let him go as he went back to let you breathe.

You found yourself waiting for him to lay next to you while you slept. He was your lullaby.

The baby never saw Edward. You only would hold his hand when he would follow you to check on the baby while they slept. He always whispered how he loved the extension of you.

“Are you dazzling me?” you whisper as you lay on his chest, you liked how protected you felt in his arms. You looked forward for him to wrap his arms around you.

“No..You’re dazzling me, though.”

“I am not.” you say softly with a grin.

After dropping the baby off at Paul’s, you were glad that Paul’s dad was over. Paul was irritated at every little thing. He never took it out on the baby.

You idle by the kitchen island as your fingers move around mindlessly.

“What are you doing?” Edward asks warmly.

You chuckle a bit, “I don’t know…Just…Making a flower.”

“Aluminum foil…Very clever.” he commented as he got close.

“Is that your way of saying you want one?”

“If you want to give me one, you can.”

You smile a bit as you continue to construct it. You were bored and played around with the foil, you didn’t expect to make something that was cohesive.

He watched with an arm around your waist.

You turn around and met his watchful eyes before presenting the finished product.

“A special flower..A clever flower. To you.”

The trade off successfully blossomed into him staring and delicately holding the flower. Made from aluminum foil.

”You’re so special, it hurts.”

“Aw, is that what you tell every girl you’ve come across?”

You trapped your mouth shut as the words were out. You look down.

He chuckles, “Why? Are you jealous?” he caressed your arm.

”No. I’m not jealous.” you stutter with a slight shake of your head.

“Y/N..It’s cute.” he reassured, “It’s you that’s pushing me away…But, if you need time. I get it.”

“I’m not trying to be another notch on your belt.” you say quietly as your finger looped in his belt buckle.

“The experience you put on me is far too generous. Furthest I’ve ever been to was kissing.” he says with a slight chuckle. You blink.

“You’re…You’re a virgin?” you ask quietly. He nods.

“Oh…I don’t know what to say..Are you serious?” you breathe out.

“Not expected to hear that from a vampire?” he joked.

“It’s like seeing a unicorn in the wild….You've never been tempted? Like…Ever? A hundred years is…A long time.” you encouraged.

He’s quiet for a moment as you watch him.

“I may not be human..But I’m still a man.”

You nod, “Why didn’t you just…I don’t know, act on it?”

He smiled a bit, “Well…I figured marriage was still ideal..At the end of the day, I’d much rather do it with someone I….Love..”

“Very traditional….What a gentleman.” you say and he chuckles as he placed a soft kiss on the side of your mouth.

“You know…Time’s changed…People are more comfortable now.” you speak.

“Yeah.”

“So, why not go out and mingle?” you smile a bit.

“I know but….” he shrugged.

“But, what?” you ask him.

“….It’s nothing.”

“What? Just tell me….” you say as you touch his shoulder. Nervousness leaked off of him and you furrowed your eyebrows in concern.

He opened his mouth but closed it and it was starting to drive you crazy.

“Edward, just tell me.” you encouraged.

“I don’t want anybody else…I’d..Never mind.” He muttered with a shake of his head.

“What? Say it.” You softly encouraged with your arms around him.

“…I’d rather….It be with you.” he strained out.

“Oh…” you say, your heart pounded like a drum.

“Yeah.”

It was silent until you spoke again.

“Paul taught me…What I know.”

“But at least you know. You have a clue.”

“You studied medicine…You know at least where anatomically….Everything is.”

“It’s different when you’re pleasing someone.” he says as he slowly twists the stem of the flower in his index finger and thumb.

“That’s why….The person has to be vocal…To, you know…Tell you what feels good.”

He nods in thought as he stares at the flower.

“Um…But, why me, though?” you ask, “I’m a human. Not what you are. What if you break me?”

He finally looks at you, you felt small in his affectionate gaze.

“It’s a special moment…I don’t picture anyone else experiencing or sharing something like that with me. We actually- well, I feel a connection with you and I want to give you all of me…You deserve all of me….And..I know I won’t break you..”

“Why not another vampire?” You ask as your heart pounded in your ears.

“Haven’t met one where I connected on that type of level like how me and you have…You bring me peace.”

“I think you shouldn’t sell yourself so short….”

“I feel like I hit the jackpot..Just spending time with you is enough to soothe my soul…”

“I don’t think….I’m ready to marry again..I don’t want to force you to stray away from your beliefs.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to…I tried to kill myself, after all….I don’t think sex before marriage will confirm my damnation.”

“You’re not going to be damned.” you say quietly as you move closer to him. He pulled you close, staring down at you and your heart thudded.

A swift kiss was passionate.

“You said you wanted to do it with someone that you love…” you reminded. “When we do..Decide when to do it, I don’t want you to regret it.” you worry. He cradled the side of your face as he murmured, “One day, I hope you realize that my love for you is worth everything and more.”

The phone was pressed to your ear as a call from Paul came your way. You locked yourself in your bedroom as you sat on the floor against your bed.

“Paul, you’re drunk. Where’s your dad?” You try to speak over his slurred words.

“Just come home, Y/N……Come home….” he sounded anguished. He kept saying how he was sorry. He kept asking if he could still have your heart. Words were bouncing around and almost incoherent.

Paul’s father let you know that he’s passed out on his couch when you called. He didn’t seem surprised or have any emotion of it. But, when it had something to do with the child, it was the complete opposite.

It was only Paul, who was suffering.

You kept hearing how he would start fights with his ex pack.

“What is wrong with you? Hello?” you tell him as you watched him mash bananas up for the hungry baby.

“There was no reason for Sam to kick me out when it had nothing to do with nobody but me and you. Then, Jacob’s acting like a shithead.”

“See…How do you think Jacob feels? Seriously. It’s a domino effect and you don’t see it.”

He faced you as your baby contently gummed on smushed bananas.

“She wanted to suck me that bad.”

“Never take responsibility.” you mutter.

You stand up and he does too.

“You chastised me for drinking….Look at you.” You told him with a half point.

“It was one moment of weakness….But, I meant what I said…I was desperate, Y/N.”

“I believe you.” you simply say to him and turn to leave out.

He takes a hold of your arm and quietly pleaded, “Please..Y/N…I can’t sleep…I can’t eat…I don’t feel like myself…I need you…Just let me make it all up to you.”

“….Call me if there’s an emergency.” You finally say after you take your arm back.

Edward had an arm wrapped around your waist with his hand resting on the side of your hip as you both strolled the streets of Seattle.

“Do you want to work again?”

“Hm…I’m not sure…I miss painting for my amusement.” you answer.

“So, does this mean I can take you to see everyone?”

Your heart stuttered, “No, they don’t care to see me.”

“Nonsense,” he chuckled with a kiss on your cheek, “Alice especially, is driving me crazy.”

Spokane. Everyone was there this time.

Her arms were around you so tight that Edward made a disapproving noise, “Alice, you’re going to hurt her.”

“I won’t, Edward, I won’t. Oh, I missed you so much, Y/N.” She exclaimed as she held both of your hands.

“You too.” You say to her beaming smile.

Carlisle and Esme made it seem like you haven’t missed a beat. Open arms is what they welcomed you in. Carlisle was extra attentive because he saw you in a rough state. Emmett smothered you in a hug and boomed how much he was happy to see you, Jasper hugged you as well. Peace clouded the environment.

Rosalie surprised you the most. She actually pulled you in a lengthy hug.

“What did I do to receive such special treatment?” You ask her when you look her in the eye. Warm chuckles hit your ears. She even smiled a bit.

“For saving my brother…Healing him…And I also want to bribe you to see pictures of your baby.” She says with subtle excitement at the last statement about your baby, you even saw a light in her eyes.

[luxcuriousao3]

Call of Duty Masterlist

I write for Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle Gaz Garrick, Captain John Price, and König.

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[mitsuyeaah]

i saw the “misunderstanding” anon, and i got an idea. i was wondering if you could give us any hcs for the “first time” with (any of) the tokyo rev boys? (if you want to write this of course, no pressure).

-💊

NEW PLEASURES

syn: first time being intimate with the twin dragons.

TR ft. MITSUYA, DRAKEN

cw: virgin!reader, nsfw (mdni), smut, unprotected sex, very very soft taka-chan and draken, pet names (darling)

a/n: thank u for sending this in, 💊 anon!! also, i only picked two characters for this one because it’s a bit long. i wrote this half drunk so yeh apologies if its a bit off <3

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ TAKASHI MITSUYA

— VERY attentive. mitsuya has to have his eyes on your face at all times to look for any discomfort; he’s just very sweet but also very concerned, and at least has to ask many times if you’re really sure before doing anything further, it’s cute that he cares so much but it gets you impatient. very vanilla—it may seem boring to others but he knows how to work himself to give you that sweet release. it’s your first time, he wants it to be heavenly of course, and boy he does fulfil it.

“yes, mitsuya, i’m sure.” you let out a breathless chuckle as his lips ghosted up the side of your neck, alternating between kissing, biting and sucking, leaving love bruises of dark red and purple. “fuck. you’re so beautiful, you know?” you earned a groan from mitsuya as you wrapped your hands around his shaft, languidly stroking it. you don’t know how many times he has asked if you were sure—not that you were counting it—and you were growing rather impatient. he bowed his head in pleasure, resting his forehead on your shoulder for a bit before taking ahold of his shaft and aligning the tip at your sopping entrance. “tell— tell me if you’re uncomfortable, okay? i’ll stop if it hurts..” he swallowed thickly.

you wordlessly nodded and gazed up at his eyes, pools of lilac clouded with lust yet mixed with hesitancy. mitsuya placed a chaste kiss on your forehead before pushing the tip in. both your’s and his breathing getting heavier the second the two of you made contact. you bit your lip and furrowed your brows at the unfamiliar sensation between your legs—it wasn’t uncomfortable, no. it was.. just weird. the feeling of something parting you was entirely new and you wanted more of it despite the dull pain you were starting to feel from the stretch.

mitsuya’s eyes never left your face. as much as he wanted to close them due to the overwhelming pleasure, he kept them open to see any signs of discomfort on your face. he gritted his teeth as he slowly inched his hard cock. fuck, you were hugging him so tight that he could almost see stars. you nails dug into the bare flesh of his shoulders, a dull pain mixed with pleasure had started to make itself known “haaah!— mitsuya!” the man above you stilled his hips.

“d-do you want me to—ah stop?” panic was written all over his handsome face; lips parted, eyes wide, and brows knitted together. you shook your head profusely, “mhm.. no, please. keep going..” the man above you nodded his head, he gave your nose a peck before pushing the remainder of his length into you. you screwed your eyes shut, chest heaving up and down as you concentrated on relaxing your muscles so he could push himself further inside; mitsuya wasn’t too thick but he was long. “aah fuuck..” you groaned as he stretched you out, it wasn’t an overwhelming stretch but it was enough to make you bite your lips.

mitsuya let out a deep, shaky exhale as he bottomed out. fuck, you felt so full. “hey..” he whispered, holding your gaze as the corners of his lips tugging up. his hot breath ghosted over your face as he panted. “h-hey..” you meekly smiled up. he cupped your face with a palm and rubbed your cheek with his thumb to soothe you—his eyes were twinkling with love and adoration. you knew why mitsuya was doing this, he was trying to distract you from the pain as he stretched you out; giving you time to accomodate his length. “you’re so beautiful, y’know that?” he chuckled breathlessly and dipped his head below your chin to pepper your neck with kisses.

you let out a soft moan at the feeling of his soft lips against your skin, nails gently scraping down his back. “taka.. please move. i want you so bad..” you whined, impatiently moving your hips to chase after some kind of friction. the pain was now gone and you wanted all the pleasure you could get as impatience grew between your legs. mitsuya was caught off guard at the use of his first name but he didn’t need to focus on that at the moment. “what my darling wants, my darling gets.” and with that, he started moving his hips.

the two of you fell into a unison, sounds of pleasure bouncing off the walls as you both lose yourselves in each other’s presence. the night was hot and humid but neither of you cared, not when mitsuya showed you new pleasures no one else could give you. new pleasures that you didn’t know existed until he held you in his arms as you gave yourself to him.

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ KEN ‘DRAKEN’ RYUGUJI

— just like mitsuya, draken is also very attentive. since he is ehem on the bigger side, he’s afraid of hurting you especially because it’s your first time. he kisses the tears away that roll down your cheeks; draken wants to stop what he’s doing because he thinks he might be hurting you too much but you reassure him, nonetheless. draken tends to be on the rougher side but with your virginity kept in mind, he restrains himself with all the power in his body—it’s hard, yes but for you he’s willing to hold back.

“no, ken! please don’t stop.. it’s okay, i’m fine.” you shook your head, gripping his broad shoulders. concern was written all over his face, onyx eyes filled with hesitancy. ken was halfway inside you and the burn between your legs almost felt unbearable; he was fucking huge, and tears had started to form from how much he was stretching you out but the pleasure was immense too—you wanted more. yes, the pain was there but the pleasure felt more addicting.

the second ken saw a tear roll down your cheek, he immediately halted, panic settling in every muscle of his body but hearing your words reassure him, it somewhat put him in ease. “‘m sorry.. we can— we can stop right now if you want..” he mumbled, dipping his head to kiss at the tears that decorated your face. shaking your head once more, he nodded and started to move again, easing his cock into you inch by inch. ken groaned at your tightness, burying his face into the junction of your neck as his body trembled in pleasure.

he wrapped his arms around you—one hand resting on the crown of your head, and the other gripping your arm. the way your cunt sucked him in drove him absolutely crazy and it took all his willpower not to move for his own pleasure, because for you, he’ll hold back. you arched your back, letting out a high pitched moan as ken bottomed out. you felt full, you’ve never felt this way before. it was amazing yet foreign at the same time, the emptiness between your legs was suddenly gone and you were closer than ever with ken.

his breath fanned the side of your neck as his hips stilled. it was funny because ken swore he was giving you this time to adjust to his length yet it felt like he was the one who needed to adjust to how you were gripping him. a string of profanities rolled off his tongue, his body was completely still on top of you because if he moved even just an inch, he’d cum in an instant. “a-are you okay..?” you breathlessly whispered, stroking the expanse of his back, your fingers moulding against every dip and curve of his muscles. he was supposed to be asking you that not the other way around—you were taking his cock like a champ yet ken was the one trembling in pleasure that made his head spin. you made his head spin. “fu-fuck.. yes yes, ‘m okay.. how are you?” he lifted his head from your neck to meet your gaze.

“never better.” you replied. he gave you a lopsided smile before sealing your lips together. his kisses were fuelled with want, the ways his lips moved, and head eagerly pushing further into you face said it all. ken pulled back after the heated kiss, massaging at the bare skin of your hips before moving; this pulled a drawled out moan from the both of you, such little movement causing you two to sing in pleasure.

but before ken could push back in, you placed a palm flat against his bare chest, his muscles flexing under your touch. “a-are you hurt anywhe—” “ken, please don’t hold back.” you’ve sensed his hesitancy earlier and you knew he was holding himself back for you—as sweet as that was, you didn’t want him doing that because it didn’t feel like himself at all. when you said you wanted the entirety of ken, you meant it, so you didn’t want him to hold back. he sucked in a sharp breath at your words, you didn’t miss the way his cock twitched inside you. “fuck, baby.. don’t say things like that..” “i mean it. it’s okay.”

with that, ken didn’t hesitate to show you the most intimate part of himself as the two of you became one—moulding with one another with every thrust he gave you. you held onto him like your life depended on it, nails digging into his shoulders as your lips parted to beg his name like a mantra. the worries of hurting you were long gone, ken was able to spell out the adventures of these new pleasures all over your body, and you let him. you let him do it all until the two of you were engulfed in nothing but pure bliss.

© mitsuyeaah

[emotelizardrambling]

Okay, so the idea was what if the BitterSweet Trio were friends as kids.

Because I have an all-consuming need to make things more complicated, my brain decided to come up with an entire alternate storyline to BitterSweet, where the roles are kind of reversed, and then build a childhood friends/rivals, to pining ot3, to lovers plotline...

This is the first part of it.

CW: mentioned domestic abuse, mentioned drastic personality change of romantic partner, mentioned (implied) mental illness requiring medication, cursing

Notes:

Background written up in a post here, but short version is:

SB was best friends with Seth and Frenemies with Alphonse when they were growing up.

SB was forced to leave without saying goodbye to Seth or Alphonse and remained separated from the two until sometime (less than a year) after Al's parents died, when they ran into Seth.

Shit with Derek didn't happen in this universe.

Seth and Al never worked for the gang in this universe and are still together after Al takes over the shop. (They still had some dealings with the gang and did meet Charlie through those.)

SB has an emotional support cat named Shade who is absolutely best boy and very smart.

While SB, Shade, and SB's partner are my brain children everyone else is from YuuriVoice's BitterSweet series. So all rights are his.

No beta we die like Derek did before he had a chance to fuck up the boys' lives in this universe.

End notes.

“Hello, this is the Corner Store.”

It's strange to hear a voice on the other end that sounds so much like Al's dad, but also clearly isn't. It sounds nothing like the boy they knew as a kid, but…

“Alphonse?” SB asked hesitantly, not certain they had even remembered the number correctly. 

“Speaking,” he responded, and SB was relieved for a moment, until he asked, “who ’s this?” 

“I…” SB suddenly realized they had no clue why they actually called the shop. What were they even hoping anyone could do for them? This whole mess had nothing to do with Al or Seth or anyone else, but at the same time SB couldn’t bring themself to just hang up. They searched for words, “I…. I’m sorry… I don’t,” SB was cut off by their own sob before they even realized they were crying. Shade rubbed against their foot trying to soothe his person. “I… he broke my phone… I … I don’t know any other numbers,” they tried to explain. 

“Okay, hey, it’s okay,” Alphonse spoke gently, “just take it slow, take a breath.” 

SB tried, but only managed a cough that made their cat urgently nudge their legs. 

“Slow breaths. In …. Hold…. Out… with me okay.”  Al talked them through enough breaths to ease their panic a little. They also crouched to pet Shade which helped.

“That’s it, can you tell me your name?” he asked more hesitantly this time. 

With their breath mostly back they couldn’t really control the torrent of words they let out. “Fuck. I’m sorry, I call you out of nowhere and I’m just crying like an idiot, standing in an old phone booth that smells like weed and piss, with my cat at… I don’t even know what time it is, and the only person I can even call is my childhood best friend’s boyfriend, ‘cause I never bothered to memorize anyone’s phone number and even if I did I…”

Alphonse cut them off. “Boo?” It had been years since they had been called that. You play the ghost dude a few times in Mario Kart… but they had to admit, right now, they welcomed the familiar nickname.

“I… yeah… it’s me. You can hang up if you want. I… fuck I don’t even know why I called to begin with. I mean even if Seth was there or something, what would either of you even do? I should have just waited till he calmed down, or, or left or something.” SB continued to ramble until Al cut in again. 

“Woah,  hey, Boo!” he called for their attention. “Hey, it’s okay, I’m not gonna hang up on ya, just… what the hell is goin’ on? ‘Cause what I’m hearing is that you’re hiding out from somebody in a phone booth with your cat.” 

“I… well… kind of, yeah. I’m not really hiding, I just,” they attempted to clarify but trailed off knowing it would sound bad. “How did it get to be such a mess?” they ask themself. They were still processing the last half hour or so in their head. Their partner had been off for weeks, his brother was fairly sure he stopped taking his medication, and when SB tried to ask him about it he would just insist they drop it. 

“Can you tell me what happened?” 

“I… I went a few blocks and this is like one of those phone boxes with a door, I figured I could put shade down without worrying about him running away or something. I had some change in my pocket but I couldn’t remember any phone numbers…”

“I mean, before that. Why are you in a phone booth with your cat? Are you hurt? Is someone trying to hurt you?” 

They took a few more breaths, They didn’t want to explain it all to Al, Seth had talked about how much Al had grown up since they were kids, so they didn’t really think that he would be an asshole about it, but they knew if it had to do with them, Al would tell Seth. Seth who, ever since elementary school, looked out for them as if they were family, who may well assume the worst case scenario, considering his own experiences. “I’m not hurt… or, well, not really…” They absently rubbed their arm. My partner… he isn't like this. He stopped taking his meds, and then, tonight, he saw that I was texting Seth and somehow he thought that meant I was cheating on him, even though I told him about Seth before, and even that you two were together.” 

“Did he try to hurt you?” 

“He… I don’t think he meant to, but I’ve never seen them like that before. There was yelling, and he threw my phone down. Then he grabbed my arm and I panicked, Shade scratched his leg and, before he could do anything else, I grabbed Shade and locked myself in the bathroom. I… I don’t do well when I feel trapped though, so I climbed out of the window and made it a couple blocks before I even stopped to think… I don’t even know if he realizes I left.” 

“Fuck, okay, look I’ll… shit it’ll take me at least half an hour to get there.” 

“What? No you don’t have to do anything I just…” 

“Even if you hung up right now I’d be heading into the city to look for ya, you shouldn't have to be alone after something like that.” he must have sensed they were about to argue, so he added, “And let’s not even mention what Seth would do if I told him and didn’t already have a plan for getting you out of there safely. He'd probably rather go get you himself, but I can’t imagine that cat of yours would enjoy riding a motorcycle.” 

“Look I appreciate it, but it really isn’t that big of a deal.” 

“Well if it isn’t a big deal I’ll just drive over there and check on you. Or,” Al’s tone wavered a little, “I mean, if this is about me being… well… me, I can get Seth to…”

“No!” SB cut him off. “I mean, it isn’t that. I don’t mind you. I just…” 

“Great, is there anywhere nearby where you could hang out for half an hour? Somewhere that maybe doesn’t smell like piss and weed? A public place, a coffee shop, or restaurant?” 

“I… I doubt it, and even then I have Shade, and I don’t have his harness or carrier or anything.” 

“Right, okay, where are you? 

“I… I’m near the corner of 8th and Kennedy drive.” 

“Okay, listen, I got a… well, I know a guy. Pretty sure he still lives around there and he… he’s kinda a rat bastard to be honest, but he’s harmless and scared shitless of me n’ Seth. He owes us a few favors too so, if you’re okay with it, I could call him to meet up with you. I don’t like the idea of you sitting alone for so long, and I can ask him to find something to keep your cat from running off so you aren't stuck in a phone booth.” 

The last part was the most enticing. It really did smell and SB didn't do great with really strong smells. “Yeah, okay. I mean you really don’t….” 

“I want to help. Hell, even if I didn’t owe you for all the dumb-ass shit I did when we were in school, you’re Seth’s best friend, and I know you deserve a lot better than all this. Now I'm gonna call my guy and let Seth know what’s up. I’ll be there in a little over half an hour. If that ‘partner’ of yours shows up you call the fucking cops on his ass or something. You hear me?” 

“I… Yeah. Thank you, Alphonse.” 

“No problem Boo. I’ll see ya soon alright?” 

“Yeah. I’ll see you soon.” 

—

[cutestkilla]

An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on your WIP(s)

Thanks for tagging me @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @shrekgogurt @orange-peony @bookish-bogwitch @aristocratic-otter @youarenevertooold and @thewholelemon!

1. 🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s):

The only WIP I’m really actively working on right now is Hiding Out in the Open.

2. 🍄Describe your WIP/one of your WIP(s) in the format of “___ + ___ =___”

Psychology Podcast Hidden Brain + AU where Simon and Baz never got together but Simon still lost his magic and got spelled by Smith = Non-linear AWTWB-era Baz negging Simon with podcast links but actually secretly being sweet the whole time until they’re having real conversations and like, excavating some trauma until Simon figures himself out (or does he?) (He does, I’m not a monster.)

(I needed more terms for this equation, a few higher powers maybe.)

3. 🌍What tags or warnings will one of your WIP(s) need if you intend to share it?

Well, so far I’ve warned for anxiety/panic attacks, implied/referenced child abuse, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of eating bugs, AND mentions of animal cruelty. SOUNDS FUN RIGHT?

4. 🧭An alternative title to one of your WIP(s)?

So this fic is titled after a Feist song. The alternate title was a combination of a Ron Sexmith song that Feist did a great cover of and the name of the fictional podcast in my story:

Secret Heart, Invisible Mind

5. ⚠️Which WIP you're most likely to finish or update next?

Oh, it’ll be this one for sure! I have nothing else even approaching any kind of written state.

6. 💾What is your document of your WIP/ a WIP called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

Well, it’s just titled after the fic. But before I had a title and was just dreaming things up, I had a doc titled “Hidden Brainstorms”. There’s also a doc in the folder for this titled “Enemies Closer” that’s filled with research I did for an episode I have to invent…

7. 🖍Post Any sentence(s) from your WIP.

“You stood him up? What the hell Basil? I cancelled my plans for this.”

8. ♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP.

Okay so I am an idea hoarder, I rarely fully scrap an idea until I’m done writing a story, I just park them all in a dumping ground at the end of my doc for ongoing review. But one for sure scrapped idea I had for this back in the start was that Shep would co-host a podcast at some point in this story.

9. 🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

Welllllllll, I may have an entire (shared) Trello board for a fic that @artsyunderstudy and I have been excitedly talking about co-writing. I won't say much but it’s a Canonverse AU, featuring older strangers-to-lovers Snowbaz, and it’s a ghost story. Your basic SPOOKY SEXY SAD CATHARSIS type of deal.

10. 🤡How many WIPS are you actively working on?

Actively? One. Two if you count the Trello board which I periodically add ideas to. Three if you count the Wedding fic draft I have 20K written for and could start writing on again at ANY MOMENT.

11. 🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

Well, I’m about to be struggling with writing the scene where Baz listens to the podcast episode I have to completely invent. I have a full first rough pass at this chapter done, except that part where I just copy pasted a bunch of research notes to come back to…

12. ❤️Not a question, just a second Kudos to send.

🙏YOU get a kudos, and YOU get a kudos, and YOU get a kudos!

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[arwenlalaith]

Blinded by the Light

Ship: Emily Prentiss/Rebecca Wilson

Summary: It's not the healthiest coping mechanism in the world, but it's the only one Emily has...

Word Count: 1173

Author's Note: This fills the Anonymity square on my @cmkinkbingo2024 card. It's also dedicated to @blackbird-brewster bc they Captain this ship.

Emily didn’t usually do this...

That’s not to say she hadn’t done it in the past...but she was trying to be good. Trying to quit. But trying and succeeding were two very different things.

The thing was, as much as she may have wanted a real relationship, she wasn’t exactly at a place in life where it was all that feasible – between the hours she worked and her numerous traumas and issues, this was really just easier for everyone.

This being anonymous one night stands with strangers. Not random strangers because she’d seen more than enough one night stands gone wrong to make that mistake. No, all her one night stands were vetted for her through a third party she trusted. They all knew the stakes, knew the deal, so there was never any confusion; just sex and nothing more and, come morning, there was no conversation, no breakfast, no goodbye kiss. Just sex.

On this particular occasion, it had been far far too long since she’d gotten laid – between the pandemic and the promotion to director, she just hadn’t had the time. Fiona, being her best friend and one of her only confidants had endured quite a lot of bitchiness because of it and had therefore taken it upon herself to find Emily’s latest conquest.

...

“Don’t you want to know my name?”

Emily barked out a laugh, as her lips travelled down the other woman’s throat, sucking bruises to the surface as she went. “That isn’t part of the arrangement,” she husked, scraping her teeth across the sensitive flesh of her collarbone.

“I have to call you something...” came the retort.

“You can call me Sir,” Emily instructed, undoing buttons as her lips travelled lower and lower.

With a husky laugh, her conquest replied, “Well, Sir, you can call me Beck.”

Choosing to ignore that, Emily shucked the blouse off Beck’s shoulders, then flicked open the front clasp of her bra before latching her mouth around one of her nipples, teasing it with her teeth and tongue. One hand cupped her other breast while the other slipped past the waistband of her jeans and into her panties in search of her clit.

She spent several minutes teasing Beck, giving her just enough stimulation to keep her on the edge of cumming without ever letting her fall. She alternated between her breasts treating one, then the other, to raking teeth, laving tongue, teasing lips and all the while her gun-calloused finger teased her clit. She made sure to catalogue each and every sound she coaxed past Beck’s lips, enjoying the power trip of having someone at her complete and utter mercy.

Finally, when she could take Emily’s teasing no more, Beck said, “I know you didn’t bring me here just for this...”

With a snort of amusement, Emily pulled her lips off her breast with a wet pop, smirking up at her from her lower vantage point. “What did you have in mind?” she asked, as if she really didn’t know...

Huffing in frustration over having to work so hard to get what she wanted, Beck wound her fingers in Emily’s hair, pulling her up to her lips and stealing a kiss, then lips ghosting over hers, said, “I want you to fuck me into oblivion.”

Emily gave a pleased hum. “I like the way you think...” A beat. “But I don’t like being told what to do...” She gave Beck a once over, her eyes raking up and down her body, as if sizing her up. Finally, she said, “Bedroom. Now. I want you naked on your hands and knees.”

Beck wasted no time in obeying, assuming the requested position and waiting for Emily to do...something. Only, she found herself waiting and waiting. With a glance over her shoulder, she found that Emily was nowhere to be seen.

“Sir?”

“Patience,” Emily chided, but nonetheless she sauntered into the room to lean against the threshold, hand on her jutted-out hip. In the time she’d left Beck hanging, she’d stripped down to her bra and panties and the strap-on she’d been packing. “See something you like?” she teased.

Beck nodded. Then, remembering her voice, she was quick to add, “Yes, Sir.”

She laughed. “Good answer. However...I still think you need to learn your place.” And, with that, she smacked her ass with a resound clap of skin on skin.

Beck yelped, jerking forward, away from the sting.

“Ah-ah,” Emily tutted, “If you can take ten, I’ll let you cum...” She landed another smack, then another in quick succession. “Can you take it?”

Beck cut off her whine by sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, but nodded all the same. Emily grinned smugly, then landed another slap. By the time she reached ten, Beck was keening, her body trembling, her ass red with imprints of Emily’s hand...but she refused to tap out and Emily had to admit that she was impressed by her resolve.

“You took your punishment so well...” she cooed, gently raking her nails along the curve of her ass, up her spine, to her shoulder where she then dropped an almost tender kiss. “You’ve earned this,” she added, then lined her cock up with Beck’s cunt and guided herself inside.

She was quick to set a relentless pace, gripping Beck’s hips to keep them canted for her thrusts. All Beck could do was turn off her brain and let herself be used...and there was something so incredibly hot and filthy about that.

“That’s right, take it,” Emily growled. Hand flat on her shoulder, Emily pushed Beck down to her elbows to change the angle of her thrusts, going deeper than before, which only served to drive Beck feral with desire.

“Please, please, please,” she chanted without really knowing what she was begging for.

Entirely too cocksure, Emily taunted, “That’s right, beg me. Beg me and maybe I’ll let you cum...”

“Please, Sir,” she pleaded, “I need to cum, please...”

“Well, since you asked so nicely...” Emily said, “But you’re going to watch yourself be a little whore for me.” She grabbed a handful of Beck’s hair, jerking her head up so that she was forced to meet her gaze in the mirror that was Emily’s closet door.

When Beck came, it was with a cry of Emily’s name, her entire body going limp and falling forwards against the mattress, well and truly spent.

...

“Em?” JJ prompted, hand landing on Emily’s shoulder. “Earth to Emily?”

Emily came crashing back to reality as the stinging pain of hot coffee on skin set in, as did the realization that she’d shattered her coffee mug on the ground.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost...” JJ said when it became clear that Emily wasn’t about to speak. She grabbed Emily’s wrist and dragged her over to the sink to run cool water over the reddening skin of her scalded hand.

“Wh-who’s that?” she stammered, gaze never leaving the door leading to the bullpen.

JJ followed her gaze. “Oh, that’s Tara’s girlfriend, Rebecca... Why?”

[sagemoderocklee]

may i pls ask about 'Plucked Peony Petals' if it hasn't already been done? alternatively if you have any other fics that you are desperate to talk about i would LOVE to know <3

ok i am SO sorry i forgot to reply to this. i meant to do it last night, but god i was EXHAUSTED and had stuff to deal with, and today has just been busy but i am finally here to answer about P3 which is a fic I am SO excited about and am desperate to start writing.

i came up with it in 2022 (alongside Final Bow) when i was planning for the last horror event, but it was just not gonna be something i could fit in for that year so i didnt start it, but i DO have a fully plotted summary for the fic which like is very spoilery but in general this fic will need some pretty spoiler-y trigger warnings anyways

the idea is based around the Botan Dōrō which is a Japanase ghost story about "sex with the dead and the consequences of loving a ghost". oh! and i already have the banner for this fic made

more under the cut (trigger warning for what's hopefully now obviously a story about sex with ghosts)

anyways if you don't wanna read the full wikipedia article (which i think is super interesting and worth reading), there are two versions of the story listed and one surrounds the Obon festival which is a festival to honor the spirit of one's ancestors. i decided i wanted to write a modern AU about Lee meeting someone at this festival. here's the first part of the summary i wrote:

at the Obon festival, Rock Lee meets an attractive man. They spend the evening talking, and Lee is quite smitten but forgets to ask the man's name or how to stay in touch. The next night, he finds the man again, and this time remembers to get his name. However, Lee chickens out about asking for his phone number, but he does offer to walk Gaara home. Gaara says he lives too far, but would be happy to walk Lee home. At Lee's doorstep, Lee stalls going back inside. He likes Gaara quite a lot, and he hasn't dated anyone since Sakura. He's been lonely ever since his cousin and best friend, now married, moved back to her and Lee's hometown in China, where his father also lives. Deciding to do something rash and out of character, feeling almost possessed by desire, he invites Gaara inside and they spend a night together. Gaara wakes Lee in the middle of the night with a kiss as he leaves, claiming his siblings will worry if he doesn't come home. The last night of the festival, Gaara finds Lee and they spend the evening in one another's company, before going back to Lee's place for another night together... though this time it feels different. It's less lustful and more sensual, more intimate. Lee cannot help thinking he could easily fall in love with this man. Again, Gaara leaves before dawn, whispering his goodbyes to Lee and promising he'll see him again. But Lee doesn't see him again, and his heart breaks at the loss of what could have been.

again i have the entire fic plotted beginning to end, and if you read in full you can guess how this fic will go, but the things that can be said about love and death and desire and so on with this sort of story really intrigue me. it's definitely dark, but doesn't come across that way at first.

while Lee doesn't see Gaara again after the festival that year, he does see Gaara at the following year's festival.

the fic i have planned has some obvious departures from the original text and is going to take place over several years, but ultimately still follows the original tale as far as like ending on a tragic note.

anyways, ive been super excited for that fic and Final Bow, so imma talk about Final Bow too since you gave me that opening! XD

anyways FB is ALSO a horror fic, shocker. and like P3, i have the banner ready to go:

both of these fics were dreamed up when i was newly dealing with long covid and out of work, so i had TIME to throw together these banners even if i wasn't planning on working on the fics then.

now here is the summary which is far less spoiler-y (as i do not have the fic plotted beginning to end like P3):

Rock Lee is an actor staring in a new production of Yotsuya Kaidan, which has been newly adapted. It's a controversial adaptation, that's garnering a lot of talk. The kabuki play will draw crowds, no doubt, but before the play can go up accidents start happening. The cast, the production team, not a single person involved followed the tradition of going to the grave of Oiwa to ask her for permission, and some believe the changes to the play have offended her even more than not asking for permission. Lee is playing one of the leads, along with Kankuro, who's younger brother often shows up to rehearsals. Lee is quite taken with Gaara, but—despite being an actor—he is quite anxious when it comes to dating other men having only just come out of the closest recently. However, one day, one of the lights falls, nearly crushing Gaara. Lee saves him in the nick of time, but it's the start of a series of unfortunate events. Ino, who is playing Oiwa falls ill and her understudy, Hinata takes her place; Tenten, the stage manager is injured; things keep breaking, etc. As things escalate, a romance also blossoms between Gaara and Lee, but the ghost of Oiwa threatens to ruin everything—the play and all their lives. [5 acts + intermission=6chapters]

so this fic is based on a famous Japanese ghost story Yotsuya Kaidan. i've structured the fic to be the 6 chapters with 5 being the acts of the actual play and one of them being the intermission, but i dont have much plotted out beyond what you see above in the summary, so the intermission may get cut if i dont feel it fits.

anyways, i can never decide which one of these im more excited about writing since they scratch different horror itches for me, but i am VERY excited to write them eventually and thank you for asking about them!

[hellofriendhawke]

Though there seems no continuation plans for that DP comic you just dropped, would you be willing to share any storyline? I’m INVESTED 👀❤️

Oh god its kills me how I want to draw the whole thing out, and maybe one day? But honestly I don't think it will happen any time soon if at all soooo...

The story is that between the first and second page, Danny is unknowingly dipped into another dimension where instead of going thru the portal w/ Sam and Tucker behind him, he went in alone. This alternate version of him didn't tell anyone about his powers and after the first fight he had he decided he was too much of a risk and ran away. Thus Sam and Tucker telling *our* Danny he's been missing for two years. (so theyre 16 here)

The comic would cover Danny trying to pass as this other Danny, him meeting the other Danny, and trying to get back to his dimension. Its suppose to be very touching and heartfelt yada yada I have the first chapter sketched out but its like 20 pages and he hasn't even met the other danny yet 😭

This is the title part I made. The name comes from a twilight zone episode that I thought fit rlly well. I've also posted a lot of concept art like floor plans and shit cuz I *needs* that stuff when I'm making comics.

also had another comic idea that I'll never get to where a villain starts turning ghosts into horrible monster creatures and Danny gets turned into one, which is suppose to be much spookier but still fun.

I'm gonna give myself some more time to see how feasible it would be to make the comics and if not I will probs shit out all my brain splatters about it onto tumblr :p Thank you so much for asking about it 🥺👉👈

[tedtalkcity]

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RELIGIONVERSE: set in 1950s new york city following an angel named theodore who is very much not supposed to be on earth. other key characters are his wife (cecily) his weird priest situationship (elijah) god (deity) and luci (satan) ALSO I HAVE A GOOGLE DOC CHRONICLING MOST OF THE LORE THAT YOU CAN READ HERE

INDIE: weird loser named atticus stalks his partner from highschool (axel) because thats easier than addressing his deep-seated childhood trauma. other key characters are axels current girlfriend (mitchell) takes place from the time theyre in 7th grade (2012) to more or less present day (2022)

VARMINT: two twins named shad and shishka, following the long-term aftermath of their dad, damien, killing their mom, sam, and damiens subsequent outing as a prolific serial killer. and theyre also furries! ive had these characters since i was literally age 8 they are my oldest ocs and my dearest children. takes place in 2021

HOMETOWN USA: fucked up town where every resident is based on a song by tom lehrer. no real story just a bunch of guys existing. theyre going through world war III. set in a vague anachronistic alternate 1960s

G&S INC.: normal office guys. listen to andrew in drag by the magnetic fields. set in the mid to late 1990s. daniel and andrew are mitchells parents btw. and emmetts there too

RAINFOREST FLOODS: haunted waterpark! ghouls! ghosts! soul crushing life ruining guilt over things that cannot be changed! toxic yaoi! sorry im getting tired of writing these. characters are andy bruce vincent kelsey and jeff. shared with @ratsbypaulzindel. you really got a hold on me by the beatles

SHITROACH: the most annoying people youve ever met in your life (gabby nelson graysong) are in a band that sucks dogshit. and also theres other people (niamh newt winona schmidt)

AND ALSO THERES MORE THAT ARENT IN ANY OF THESE STORIES BUT I DONT FEEL LIKE LISTING THEM FIREEMOJI

[metalmewtwo-kxb]

Pokemon story/art/ask-blog for Benta the Mewtwo

Set in an apocalyptic future where most humans have disappeared and only pokemon remain. And the world is not as it had once been.

Benta, a pokemon who has existed for a long time now, has wandered the crumbling cities and empty roads looking for others who might share his ideals of rebuilding what is left of the world. Perhaps even track down the humans, if there are any left. However, the pokemon all seem to be at odds, more focused on hoarding land and food for survival. Many more are feral and vicious.

As others may find out, he is no ordinary mewtwo, and he might very well be the only one of his kind in a world full of ghosts. But is he the only wanderer? Or are there others?

And is it possible to save this future?

⚠️ Under Construction ⚠️

⚠️ Comic Pages 9-12 In Progress ⚠️(Possibly Discontinued)

⛔️ NO SFW ⛔️

General Itinerary (in no particular order) :

🧩 rp reply (if/when I have any)

- Thinking I'm gonna limit myself to one a day with these (or as often as I can manage) since I'm a very tired goose with limited internal motivation lol. I love role-playing! It just takes some thinking and energy. If I ever have more than one thread at a time, I'll make a weekly schedule 📅

✏️🖍 asks and/or art responses

- the art side of these can take anywhere from a day to a few days, depending on what I do exactly style/complexity-wise. Obviously can't do art replies all the time, but sometimes I could get inspired to do something other than text replies! 💕

🎨 comic art (Possibly Discontinued)

- For the main story! The style for this is different and more uniform than what I'll be using for asks, so it definitely takes longer. I don't typically post until I'm done with a illustration/page set, so it can take a long heckin time. If one part one is 8 pages, I'd say it would clock in at two or three months before it's posted (as long as I'm not sick or somethn). I'm okay with posting peridoic snippet updates from my favorite panels though!

Beyond this I have work and need me time, but always thank you, and I appreciate the interest! Benta is one of my comfort OCs so I'm treating this blog about the same. I want it to be a fun and cozy space while I build the apocalypse story lol.

#️⃣ tags

This is a list of tags to search on my blog for my art and writing (which will update as they come up):

- ;mun - my general babble, updates, and so on

- ;poké art - all posts involving pokemon sketches and drawings

- ;pokedex - posts pertaining to the story's pokemon and their lore. These pokemon are usually "new" species, not those that are already well known. However, sometimes special pokemon characters will make an appearance

- ;rp - written replies to roleplays. Kind of recommended since some lore will likely only appear in these, and they can be a fun read for those that like to do so (the rp partner's name will also be included in the post's tags) 👍

- ;response - ask responses! Chances are they contain art and scribbles. And maybe not, depends on how I feel

- Benta - self-explanatory, posts containing content of my mewtwo OC Benta (this does/should include roleplay threads and asks, so it's more generalized and not very concise)

- ;UntilTheEnd - the main story for Benta and other characters that we'll meet along the way! (Set in an alternate universe, so don't expect very much anime/game continuity lol)

- ;drabbles and chapters - more written content that can either have something to do with an established AU or with context of the main story. Typically smaller snippets, but potentially a longer chapter set. I'm a faster writer than a drawer, but I enjoy both- so this is just another means of keeping up fun content 🫶

💬 About the mun:

Age: 29

Pronouns: she/her/they/them

Occupation: A menace to modern society :V *cough* artist/writer/author *cough*

Hobby: Literally just bothering my sister and siblings like a sneaky little gremlin.

Pokémun-sona: Zoromun. Info post -> here

More is tba!

Thank you for the visit, and have a wonderful day!

(main -> @ draconic-hydra )

[a-twisted-tale]

Cards character design

I would like to start this by apologising for my lack of activity recently, unfortunately work became a disaster and a minor concussion has turned thus far into a major chronic problem, so writing has been difficult to say the least, but hopefully this little exercise will help, even if just helping me feel better about my cognition.

When it comes to species, given how other Curators/Masters are based on bats, I wanted to grab a unique species to use instead of just the typical go to bats. Due to her connection to Candles (and my personal headcanon of him being based on the Honduran White Bat), I knew I wanted to go with a white or albino bat. Given the fact that only approximately six species display this colouration, and given only two of those species had pictures I could use, I had limited options.

It is ironic that the species I chose was the Northern Ghost Bat, if you know the lore of Seeking Mr Eaten's Name. It fits with her story, however, because she truly found herself up North.

It is a bit of a debate in the community if Curators/Masters have horns, I personally am in the camp that says yet, but I do have alternate designs of her with or without horns. When she does have horns, she has curled horns, similar to sheep. Given her metaphorical nature as a sacrificial lamb for a large portion of her story it only felt right to include a nod to that in her transitioned form so to say.

Though if I am being honest the more accurate reason for her horns is that I love the design of Kulve Taroth from Monster Hunter World and the Sacrificial Lamb just happened to work retroactively.

I would talk more about her robes, but I do not have an accurate illustration to point to for it yet, but I am planning on getting that done soon. If you have any more questions feel free to ask, I do love talking about stuff like this. c: