#julia hart x reader x buddy matthews

[edgessunflower]

Mountain getaway

Pairing: Buddy Matthews x Fem reader x Julia Hart

Description: You and your partners take a trip to the mountains for a romantic trip

Julia smiles when she sees you asleep in the front seat while Buddy drives to the mountains for your trip together for the next few weeks away from wrestling and training. You wake up as buddy carries you inside smiling when you see the inside of the cabin and the woods through the window all of you eating and having a lazy night in waking up and hiking the trails together stopping for lunch at a small park absolutely loving the peace and quiet serene of the forests and wilderness walking the rest of the biggest trail before heading back to the cabin groaning at buddy massaging the back of your legs before each of you shower watching buddy drawing the scene right outside the bedroom while julia bird watched on the front porch making a stew which was very delicious before all of you turned in for the night going out the next morning picking berries being mindful of their colors knowing that red ones usually were toxic depending on how bright they were coming back with blue, black, and red currant berries use half to make a juice while the others were used for breakfast saving the rest for the next two weeks of staying in the woods going with julia later in the day to collect leaves since the season was changing. After coming back all of you have a small campfire not too far away roasting some deer meat from a few hunters you found on the trails then s'mores having fun sharing a few sips of tequila and taking pictures together agreeing to come back later in the year or the next year as the two of you spend the last two nights re exploring all the trails and woods taking many pictures before slowly packing and leaving definitely recommending your friends go up there or go with the three of you the next time which ended up being a roster trip which everyone enjoyed having frequent trips two or three times to the woods out of a year and each time it was more wonderful than the last.

[daddyhausen]

Being a member of the HoB SFW/ NSFW head canons? 🤍

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 MALAKAI BLACK MASTERLIST 」 | 「 BRODY KING MASTERLIST 」 | 「 BUDDY MATTHEWS MASTERLIST 」 | 「 JULIA HART MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — nsfw + sfw hcs w/ the house of black

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+ [ MINORS DNI ] smut, polygamy/poly relationship

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 400

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x house of black

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @bayleymania @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @legit9thlunaticwarrior @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @harmshake @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @auburnwriter @alyyaanna @nightmare-viper @nev-danielgarciawife

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it all began with your blossoming friendship with julia

the two of you sort of migrated towards each other due to being some of the youngest members of the roster

she���d introduced you to her mentors

the three hulking men did give off an intimidating aura at first

that was until they opened their mouths

despite your quite rational fear of them, what with them being three giant men, two of the three being heavily tattooed, they welcomed you into their fold as an honorary house member as they put it

brody, the biggest of the three men was no more intimidating than a giant teddy bear

he’d grown quite protective of julia when she first joined and that same energy being transferred over to you, even more so.

buddy was instantly drawn to your playful aura, the two of you often engaging in conversation about anything and everything that comes to mind

it felt like you’d been friend for years

and malakai, he was tough to crack at first, remaining stoic and quiet for the most part

keeping to himself for the first few weeks

until he finally came out of his shell, the two of you had a nice, deep conversation alone from the others

his friendship was the one you valued the most as you felt like you earned it.

in other matters, the house members were always very touchy, julia included

it would consist of small touches on your hips and the small fo your back in passing

progressing to light caresses of your inner thigh whenever seated somewhere, buddy was especially the culprit for this

brody would always have a large, tree-trunk like arm draped lazily around your shoulder

malakai’s hand would always find a way to snake around your waist, although his attempts would be in a more private setting

and julia, well. she made no attempt to hide any affection for you, often caressing your hips and breasts (consensually of course) after a drunken night out together, complementing them through lovingly slurred words

the sexual tension between the five of you soon boiled over once the three men found you tongue deep between julia’s thighs

the three of them could not just stand there idly and watch, oh no

those three took turns devouring you once you were done with julia

filling up each hole of yours until you were exceptionally full with them.

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[south-of-heaven]

Poly!HOB x Fem!Reader where they meet her and she totally matches the groups vibes and they all have eyes for her?

Macabre || House of Black x Reader

Summary: The members of the house of black seem to have eyes for you.

Your first night in AEW was filled with anticipation and excitement. You had recently left WWE and were ready for a fresh start. But it wasn't just a new company; it was also a chance to showcase a different side of yourself. You had always been drawn to the darker, more gothic elements of the world, and you couldn't wait to explore this newfound freedom.

Backstage, you met the enigmatic House of Black, led by none other than Malakai Black himself. They were like a magnet, their aura pulling you in. The group's mysterious, cult-like presence intrigued you, and they seemed to mirror the dark elements you'd always been drawn to. Each member of the faction had a unique presence that captivated you.

Malakai, with his captivating intensity, was the first to approach you. His piercing eyes seemed to bore into your soul. "I sense darkness within you," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

As he spoke, Buddy Matthews and Brody King, members of the House of Black, watched you with interest. Buddy's mischievous smile hinted at secrets yet to be uncovered, while Brody's towering presence and inked skin only added to the intrigue.

And then there was Julia Hart, who was part of the faction, yet she brought a different kind of darkness. With her elegant, almost Victorian appearance and a love for the macabre, she was a perfect fit for the House of Black. But it wasn't just her style that drew you in. There was something about her, an air of mystery and elegance that was enchanting.

As you spent more time with the House of Black, you felt like you had found your tribe. Their appreciation for the darker side of wrestling, the gothic elements, and the sense of belonging drew you in. You didn't expect the attention they showed you, but it was a welcome surprise. Perhaps there was more to your AEW journey than just a fresh start; it was a chance to embrace the darkness and explore new horizons with the House of Black by your side.

[obl1vionblackhart]

Bejewelled

Group chat with the house pt 2!

I need a little bit of chaos so… witchy woman is back!

HOB x fem!reader

Y/N: Guyssssss…

Brody: what did you break.

Y/N: NOTHING- :(

Buddy: highly unlikely

Brody: ^^

Y/N: YOU TWO ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE…

Julia: I’m on your side!

Y/N: you’re always on my side sweetheart

Buddy: def flirting

Y/N: Nahhhh imagine me flirting with my girlfriend mad 🤨

Buddy: you could flirt with me too, your boyfriend 😏

Y/N:Fuck off.

Julia: HA

Buddy: :(

Malakai: now now…

Y/N: MALAKAI

Malakai: hello Angel.

Brody: what we don’t get special nicknames? Rude.

Malakai: Julia and Y/N do, you don’t.

Buddy: that’s hurt my feelings.

Y/N: poor baby

Julia: HAHAHA

Buddy: shut up.

Y/N: make me.

Julia: 👀

Brody: 👀👀

Buddy: is that a challenge?

Y/N: maybe.

Malakai: careful.

Y/N: why’re you two ganging up on me-

Brody: I mean… a game of hide and seek? Count me in.

Y/N: OH COME ON.

Julia: … I know good hiding spots

Y/N: YES THANK YOU

Malakai: good luck with that.

Y/N: … kinda scared for my life now

Julia: yea-

Brody: you should be.

Buddy: 5 minutes. Might wanna start looking for a hiding spot.

Julia: HOW DID THIS ESCALATE

Y/N: they just want an excuse to be kinky.

Malakai: 4 minutes.

Julia: FUCK

A/n: yes… I will make a follow up post.

Tags: @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore

[deepdisireslonging]

Haunted by the House of Black

What it would be like to feel like you’re being watched… by something not of this plane? Lingering touches that first startle, then intrigue?

Pairing: Neutral gender!Reader x Malakai Black/Brody King/Buddy Matthews/Julia Hart

Warnings/Promises: SMUT, horror aspects, masturbation, voyeurism, oral (reader and House receiving), dub-con, edging (?)

Word Count: 1400

Note: 18+ only please. I’ve got the note on my blog, but I had a 15 year-old reblog one of my fics last week. I am not your mother. I can’t tell you what not to engage with. But please note that interacting with art above your age group can and will get the creator in trouble, even if it is your actions and they had nothing to do with it besides create the art. So please, wait until you’re 18 before reading. For those 18 and older, please enjoy. Heavily inspired by this post, and this, and this.

Being haunted would include:

·        Moving into your new house. It’s old, but you think it’s sweet and full of character. The first room you sat up was your bedroom.

·        What better way is there to break in a new place but with some self-pleasure?

·        There was the usual uneasiness of being alone in a new space. It grew as you undressed, but you knew it would dissipate after a few nights. You put on your headphones to further block out the house settling noises. All you heard was your favorite music or audio that helps you get into the right headspace.

·        If the air is cool, it’s because your body started to warm up. You writhe and tease your skin in the ways that make your core tingle. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Release is inevitable when you’re the one pulling your own strings.

·        Just as you focused to reach the end, one hand on your chest, the other between your legs, you felt a breath on your skin. And the sensation of a finger flicking your nipple.

·        You cum, but you ripped out your headphones as the orgasmic quakes cut short. You were alone. Of course.

·        It’s just a new house. It’s just a new house. It’s just a new house.

·        The mantra plucked at your thoughts over the next week. The stack of boxes piled up in your various rooms dwindled. But there was something more.

·        Whisps of air breezing over your skin.

·        The sound of shoes over the floorboards when you were sitting or standing still. Sometimes multiple sets.

·        The sensation of being watched followed around your house. It disappeared any time you spun around looking for peepholes, figures in the windows, or anything else your imagination could come up with as an explanation.

·        Fully unpacked, you set yourself to take a long, hot, self-indulgent shower. The only room in the house without windows. The steam breathed into your lungs, relaxing away the anxiety. Suds washed away the ache in your muscles. And washing your hair gave you an excuse to knead your temples and massage your head to your full desire. Robbed of your former “me-time”, you shifted your hands to your chest. Soon you brought your nipples to peaks.

·        You shifted your hands down, leaning against the shower wall and closing your eyes. The hum overtook your skin.

·        Completion was still a ways away when your eyelids fluttered open. Through the steam and the condensation on the shower wall, you could have sworn you saw eyes. Instead of being terrified, a different type of warmth filled you.

·        Whispers filed like static into your ears. Promises of what could be yours. If you only said yes.

·        A hand smeared through the condensation.

·        Another gripped your hip. Something took a deep breath next to your neck, inhaling the scent of your need.

·        Terror overtook pleasure. You ducked under the water, using it like a shield, and clamped your eyes shut tight. A few breaths later, you opened them again.

·        The handprint was gone.

·        Over the next several weeks, the touches became more bold.

·        At breakfast, a hand rested on the back of your neck, or the top of your head.

·        During your work from home, the trailing of fingers up your legs. Despite wearing your thickest pants, they still felt like skin against skin.

·        As you prepared for bed, lips kissed your back between your shoulder blades. A set of four, all at different heights along your spine. All at once.

·        At night, whispers told you to say yes. They passed wet dreams into your sleep. You woke up with a growing ache between your thighs, and a buzz in your skull.

·        Some days were quiet. Others were filled with quick touches that made you question your sanity.

·        One day they left you completely alone. You almost missed having them. And you said as much… out loud.

·        The next day, the larger pair of hands pined you to a wall as two mouths places chaste kisses to either side of your neck.

·        After a month and a half, you were ready to give in.

·        You began again, searching for the release that had been denied you since moving in.

·        No headphones this time. Just you… and the energies that creeped in. You wandered around your house, palming yourself. You stopped in the dinning room.

·        They waited until you were panting with need.

·        When the first hand smoothed across your skin, you didn’t flinch. Its match joined int the exploration. Another pair smoothed up your legs. A third landed heavily on your shoulders, massaging and moving you to lay across the table like a sacrifice or a meal. The fourth pair of hands, smaller, landed on your collarbone. Not tightening.

·        As one, they all stilled.

·        Waiting.

·        You took a deep breath.

·        “Yes.”

·        The small hands gently constrict around your neck. The others toyed with whichever part of you was closest to their grasp.

·        One hand eased over your sex, flicking its thumb over your most sensitive places. Tightening. Twisting. Curling. Another hand toyed at your puckered hole. The hands on your shoulders held you down as you writhed.

·        It’s so much. Their touch was cool against your flushed skin. Mouths placed wet kisses over your figure, leaving nothing behind. And, under the sounds panting out between your lips, the increased breathing of four other beings puffed. It chilled the air. You wondered if a ring of salt would have prevented all this.

·        Something harder and longer than fingers traces over your lips. You open your mouth and use your tongue. It’s odd working something cold and invisible. But it reaches the back of your throat without choking you. Why would it need to. The hands around your throat tightened as your arousal increased.

·        Another invisible cock slid across your sex, bumping and teasing while a mouth covered your heat. With the movement at your back, phasing through your table like it was nothing, you were soon full everywhere.

·        The arousal that had been building hovered out of reach.

·        No matter how you pleaded around the cock in your mouth, writing in the eight hands that gripped you, they prevented you from cumming.

·        The ghosts were reaching for and end of their own. The more they filed you, the more your energy depleted. Were they taking it from you? Or were they working you that much that you were spent?

·        Between blinks, you began to see the forms of your guests.

·        Three large men, two of which were covered in tattoos. The largest at your head, pinning you down and filling your mouth. The other two lower on your body. The tattoo-less one worked his mouth over your sex. The third, with the piercing eyes you saw in the shower, filling you. And a woman, sliding herself across your stomach.

·        Their forms were see-through, but each thrust and moan gave them another layer of opaqueness.

·        Resigned to wait for them, you let them use you. Moving and humming when you can, you took what they gave.

·        The woman suddenly tightened her grip. She tossed her head back as her body was wracked in shudders.

·        At that sight, the cock in your mouth swelled. A few more desperate pumps followed before it filled you, spilling past your lips.

·        The other two did their best to work you to completion. With two less weights on your arousal, you rapidly careened towards the end. The tattoo-less one came first, drawing away so he could spill on your stomach.

·        Finally, the last ghost refused to fill you until your walls clamped down on his cock. For the first time, you heard his shout twinged with the groan of release. His eyes bored into you as you came, shivering and filled with endorphins to the point where you felt like you were floating. Maybe you actually were.

·        Each one stroked you till you were at ease. Then, one by one, in the order they came, faded out of view with your name as a whisper.

·        The last stoked your cheek before he went.

·        “We’ll take care of you soon, liefje.”

·        You slipped off to sleep.

·        Awakening the next morning, you had been moved to your bed. You were clean and the only ache in your body was the familiar one that followed after a pleasant evening of pleasure.

You hoped they take care of you often.

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Being the Pet of the House of Black

I’m going to add an 18+ warning for pet play and sexual content

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MINORS DNI, pet play, sexual content, use of the names bunny and pet, use of the honorifics Master, Sir, and Daddy (guess who's who)

also once again blaming this on @josiewrites

You had watched the House grow over time

You had watched as your Master had brought in other lost souls and helped them grow to embrace the darkness that shrouded them

You were different, you were the House’s ray of sunshine, their perfect pet as your Master had so politely called you

You were a very spoiled pet it was safe to say

Master made sure you wanted for nothing and in turn, you obeyed him and the other members of the House

Julia was the one who bought you the ears and tail

Julia was also the first to call you bunny

It was a butt plug that had a little cotton ball-type poof attached to it

But you had to admit the bunny ears were your favorite part, they made you feel small, they made you crave to feel owned

And who was Master to deny you of that

When you ate you sat on the floor

You had your own bed although Julia would sometimes let you sleep in her bed

Sometimes Sir would have you on his lap as he pet you

And sometimes Daddy would sit on the floor and roll a ball back and forth with you

Your favorite thing was when they decided you had earned a reward

They let you pick

Nine times out of ten you picked something involving sex

You were still called bunny and pet as Master ruined you on his cock or while Julia pushed you over and over the edge with her incredible tongue, or even when Daddy and Sir would make you feel oh so full

They never hesitated to remind you of how good of a pet you are

You practically preen when they tell you how good you are for them

After rewards, you always get aftercare with the House making sure that you're well taken care of

I mean why wouldn't they take care of their good, good bunny

After all, the House is always strongest when everyone is taken care of

[edgessunflower]

Our sweet one

Pairing: House of black x reader

Description: The house of black becomes protective of you leading to feelings being aired out

When the House of black music begins to play as you stand in the ring with Christian Cage and Nick Wayne you are slightly confused and surprised as they head down the ramp and in the ring standing behind the three bigger men with Julia next to you. "Remember who you mess with and be ready for what's to come if this happens again" you climb in between the ropes being carefully pulled off the apron by Buddy as everyone else follows behind the two of you, looking back in the ring to see an annoyed nick and very pissed off christian grabbing the mic from Brody as he raises it to speak "Two things that's a difference between me and the two of you is that I don't wear sweaters when I wrestle just to prove how tired I am and I have my dad who isn't dead" the crowd loses it as you accept a tag team challenge against the duo and Hikaru Shida with buddy and Malakai walking backstage with your hands intertwined with julia and malakai while brody's hand was on your head and buddy's arm around your waist feeling your heart shake and swoon leading to you in a spur of the moment joining the faction. Everyone is shocked seeing you in the house of black considering that the four members were very quiet, brooding, dark, and a bit terrifying while you were bright, shy, kind, and sweet as can be acting like everyone else only with a small grin on your face standing between two of the boys when all of you would be in the ring slowly bonding with each member realizing that you had fallen for each of them as the next few months passed by but everything comes to a head after your painful exhausting match against Kris Statlander groaning in pain as you walk in the locker room almost falling had brody not been next to you setting you on the couch where he rubs your feet while malakai hands you a water, julia grabs you warm takeout across the street, and buddy massaging the rest of your body working the knots out feeling your heart stop when a kiss is pressed along your neck before you were towered over by the boys while julia was holding your hands in front of you "We know you may not feel the way towards us like we do for you but we just wanted to tell you that we all all love you more than you truly know". You stand a bit quiet before you pulled julia in a kiss leading to hands roaming your body lips on your neck in between kisses between everyone before you were wrapped in buddy's arms smiling as you all head back to your hotel room showering with julia before being dressed in buddy's shirt falling asleep wrapped between buddy and malakai while julia was pressed against malakai's back and brody behind buddy falling asleep to calm heartbeats and warm skin on either side of your body feeling a new sense of love and care in your life not only joining house of black but that you not just the sweet one out of the group but you were their sweet one from this point on.

[south-of-heaven]

Poly house of black x reader

Reader has severe anxiety of crowded places

But reader tries to keep it together at the arena for her partners since it's the night they win the championship but in the end reader experiences a big anxiety attack and readers partners are there to help reader though it

Distress || House of Black x Reader

Summary: You have an anxiety attack ringside while watching Brody, Malakai, and Buddy fight to win the championship.

The arena buzzed with excitement as the championship match reached its climax. The crowd's cheers and jeers echoed through the venue, blending into an overwhelming cacophony that reverberated in your ears. You stood there, ringside, desperately trying to keep your composure.

Usually, you could manage your anxiety in these situations because your partners, Brody, Julia, Malakai, and Buddy, were always by your side. But tonight, it was just too much. The stakes were high, and the roar of the crowd felt like an unrelenting tidal wave crashing over you.

You clenched your fists, trying to focus on the match, the championship belts hanging in the balance. Julia was right beside you, sensing your struggle. She placed a comforting hand on your arm and whispered words of encouragement.

"Stay with me, love. You're doing great," she murmured, her voice soothing, though it was nearly drowned out by the noise.

You nodded, forcing yourself to take deep breaths. You couldn't let your anxiety take this moment away from your partners. They had worked so hard for this championship opportunity, and you couldn't bear to let them down.

As the match raged on, your heart pounded in your chest, and sweat beaded on your forehead. The wrestling action was intense, and the crowd's reactions only grew louder. You were trembling now, struggling to maintain your composure.

Finally, the moment came – your partners executed their finishing move, securing the victory and the coveted championships. The crowd erupted in a deafening cheer, and the celebration in the ring began.

But they didn't linger. They knew something was wrong.

Julia guided you to a quieter area backstage, away from the chaos and noise. She helped you sit down and knelt in front of you, her hands gently gripping your shoulders as she met your gaze with concern.

"Hey, it's over. They did it," she said softly, her thumbs brushing away tears that had welled up in your eyes.

You tried to speak, to explain the suffocating feeling of anxiety that had overwhelmed you, but your words came out as choked sobs. Julia pulled you into a comforting embrace, holding you as you finally let the pent-up emotions flow.

Meanwhile, Brody, Malakai, and Buddy, their championship belts draped over their shoulders, rushed backstage. They had seen the distress in your eyes during the match, and the moment they were free, they made their way to you.

Julia looked up as they approached, her eyes filled with gratitude for the understanding and support they offered. Without a word, they each took a spot around you, a protective circle of love and comfort.

"We've got you," Brody said, his voice steady and reassuring.

Malakai nodded in agreement. "You're not alone, my darling."

Buddy chimed in, his tone gentle. "Deep breaths, in through your nose and out through your mouth."

They stayed there with you, providing the solace and security you desperately needed in that moment. Your partners understood that sometimes the greatest battles were the internal ones, and they were more than willing to fight by your side, no matter the arena.

Together, you leaned on one another, their championship win in the background, momentarily overshadowed by the unwavering support and love that flowed between the five of you.

[south-of-heaven]

House of Black Masterlist

Poly!HOB

Macabre

Distress

[south-of-heaven]

House of Black Masterlist

a - angst. s - smut. f - fluff. etl - enemies to lovers.

Macabre (f)

Distress (a, f)

[obl1vionblackhart]

Hey loves! I’m back, (I suppose). I wanna updated Bejewelled but please send in requests! I write for the following:

The Quarry:

- Ryan

- Jacob

- Nick

- Emma

- Abi

- Laura

- Max

- Dylan

Scream

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Macher

- Dewey Riley

- Tara Carpenter

- Sam carpenter

- Chad Meeks- Martin (😻)

- Mindy Meeks-Martin

- Quinn Bailey

- Ethan Landry

AEW:

- Julia Hart

- Malakai Black

- Buddy Matthews

- Brody King

- Swerve Strickland

- Kenny omega

- the young bucks

- Jamie Hayter

- Kris Statlander

- Toni storm

- Saraya

- Ruby Soho

(A lot more, just ask!)

WWE:

I write for basically anyone, there’s a few I will turn away but it’s either because I just dunno how to write them or there’s a good reason!

I will not be writing smut! I may write spicy stuff here and there but never yk full on smutty smut. I’m a terrible smut writer and uh yea 👋

Shadowhunters: the mortal instruments

- Magnus Bane (either x reader or dad pov)

- Jace Wayland

- Isabelle lightwood

- Alec lightwood

- Simon Lewis

- Clary Fairchild

The Rookie:

- Tim Bradford

- Lucy Chen

- Angela Lopez

- Wesley Evers

- Aaron Thorsen

- Jackson West

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Country Bar- House of Black

Once again, this is another one that literally came from me watching Footloose 2011 so enjoy this pure chaos

Word Count: 958

This came from a conversation with @josiewrites and @mrsmatt and this is the best kind of chaos

Warnings: Use of alcohol (wait until your legal children)

Notes: I kinda hate this but I'm just gonna run with it, no regrets.

It was Julia’s 21st birthday and she had asked to go to a country bar. You were all for it, country bars were so much fun, and you knew that being a former cheerleader that she missed being able to dance at times. Being a former dancer yourself you were more than willing to go to a country bar and participate in some line dancing.

            It had taken you both a lot of convincing to get your fellow House of Black members to go with you, especially Malakai. Buddy was definitely the easiest to convince, Brody not far behind, but Malakai was a tough nut to crack. You and Julia being the youngest of the stable definitely got you a lot of leeway with the guys, they were fiercely of you both, and would gladly burn the world down if you two were ever injured.

            As you all walked into the bar, you and Julia immediately made your way over to the counter to order a drink. You could feel the looming presence of your three teammates as you and Julia both got ID’ed. The bartender smiled and wished Julia a happy birthday before taking your orders. You could tell Julia really didn’t know what to order so you asked the bartender for a recommendation. He offered up a Malibu and Pineapple and Julia agreed to it, you ordered a White Russian, and you heard the guys ask for whiskey.

Once you received your drinks, you all drifted towards a high top and drank for a bit. You laughed when Julia tried her first sip of her drink and pulled a face. But once her initial sip went down it didn’t take her long to finish her drink. You were also pretty quick to finish yours, both of you really wanting to dance more than anything. You both had tried to drag the guys to the dance floor but didn’t have any luck.

You could hear the loud cheers when Fake I.D. from Footloose 2011 came on, you and Julia almost immediately rushed onto the dance floor to join the line. As you two got lost in the fun, you couldn’t hear Brody, and Buddy laughing at the two of you, while Malakai had the ghost of a smile on his face. Eventually, it looked almost too enticing so Buddy joined you both picking up the dance fairly quickly. Brody looked at Malakai who gave him a nonplussed look in response so Brody shrugged, chugged his drink and joined you guys on the dance floor, although he was far less graceful than he had let himself on to be, causing you and Julia to laugh at him slightly.

As the dance shifted you all looked at Malakai who was still nursing his whiskey, but he had his watchful gaze on your group, more specifically you and Julia. He knew Brody and Buddy could handle themselves but he felt an extra protective instinct regarding you both seeing as he took you under his wing. Julia tried to motion him onto the dance floor but he politely shook his head no.

You leaned over and whispered into Julia’s ear to use the birthday excuse and she quickly nodded and made her way over to the tall man who stuck out like a sore thumb in his black suit; at least Brody and Buddy had dressed down into some jeans and a nice shirt. The three of you had gotten lost in your dancing that you hadn’t even noticed that Julia had managed to drag Malakai out on the dance floor.

She and Malakai weren’t so much as dancing but swaying back and forth as she rattled on about her upcoming match and he gave her advice. When the song was over, Buddy teasingly asked Malakai to dance who sternly said, “the only reason I agreed was because it’s her birthday, and I agreed to once dance and it certainly wasn’t with you.” You all laughed it off because you could see the smile, threatening to poke through on Malakai’s face.

Julia had decided that she wanted to drink some more so you had gladly offered to go with her, once again feeling the intimidating presence of your company enough to make any unwanted attention go away. Between the two of you alone, you both had consumed at least 3 more drinks each before Malakai decided it was time to go home. Brody had to essentially carry Julia, because as a new drinker she was definitely a lightweight. You leaned on to Buddy mainly, you were not as drunk as Julia, but you were definitely in the floaty buzzed feeling.

Brody had managed to get Julia into the backseat of the car before Buddy climbed in and helped you in. Brody hopped up front with Malakai and he looked in the rearview mirror to make sure you were both alright, you were talking to Buddy about something, while the birthday girl had managed to fall asleep, he winced inwardly when he realized that she was going to be hungover tomorrow, and most like, so would you.

The drive back was quiet so Brody, not being one to enjoy silence put the radio and soon the sounds of ABBA filled the car, causing you and Buddy to start singing along in the backset, Malakai was impressed Julia didn’t end up waking up. And as he continued driving he questioned himself many times why he was friends with the lot of you, although he was grateful to feel almost normal with you too, instead of just being a “spooky cult leader”.

Although that was a secret he swore to take to the grave, he couldn’t let you all get big heads, could he?