#love that you're thinking ab this 'verse so much

[deiscension]

I've mentioned before that S.hi Q.ingxuan has codependent tendencies and usually said so in a light-hearted "haha yeah watch out she'll latch onto your muse like a leech" manner but it really is a major problem that sets her up for nothing but failure.

Everything she does, from the way she dresses to the way she handles her responsibilities, cries "look at me, look at me!" Some of it has to do with vanity and having been spoiled by her ge's attention, yes; she's pretty, she's kind, she's the lady wind master, so why shouldn't she be admired and adored? A good majority of it is just naturally how she is; even when keeping face, she's never once thought to hide the heart she so openly wears on her sleeve. If it were just those two facets of her personality, it wouldn't be so debilitating. But it's not. She does not know how to exist without being seen. It's not a lack of confidence in who she is as a person (she knows who she is- she thinks she knows -and she's so very confident in who she believes herself to be). But that confidence has a foundation based in there always being a hand to hold, always a back to hide behind, always a pair of arms to catch her when she falls, and if there's just one thing she knows how to do it's to be a persistent presence. Everyone needs someone else around, so it all works out quite nicely, doesn't it? She has no reason to believe otherwise.

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond! Scripting: Clashing Beliefs

Like with "X for Danger", this scene is a mini-crossover with Funkinverse by @robovoidfrog, another Spider-Verse themed crossover with beep-boop rappers.

(Agent Blueballs is owned by Malicious Bunny; this interpretation is owned by LemonDew)

During one quiet evening, Benjamin was on his way back home, quietly singing to himself.

Benjamin: 🎵 Then you're left in the dust... Unless I stuck by ya~! I'm a sunflower... I think your love would be too much! 🎵

On his way, however, he heard someone land behind him.

Benjamin: Huh?

He turned around, seeing someone with purple eyes in the shadows.

Benjamin: Who's there? You're not one of those creeps, are you?

<It's funny. I've been getting that quite a lot.>

Another iteration of Boyfriend stepped out of the shadows, albeit slightly taller, with long, dark hair, and much duller skin.

Benjamin: Huh? Another me?

???: <And you thought you'd already seen plenty of alternate "Boyfriends" in life, Miku?>

Benjamin: Who are you, exactly? And... what happened to you for your skin to wither like that?

???: <It's classified.> *sigh* <Never mind. I'll explain it for you; I'm from another dimension.>

Benjamin: You are? Guess that explains your differences compared to me, huh?

???: <My name... is Agent Cam "Blueballs" Malicious. I run an elite strike force dedicated to protecting the multiverse from harm.>

Benjamin: Then why did you come here then, Cam? Nothing's threatening me here right now from alternate realities.

Cam: <It once did, though.>

Benjamin: W-What do you mean?

Cam: <I bore witness to the creeps that wound up in that dimension out of our usual bounds, and I've been stuck trying to get guys like them back to their dimensions before all of time and space collapses. I'm also fully aware of your little friend from a neighbouring dimension trying to mess with the space-time continuum just to disrupt HIS canon event.>

Benjamin: Canon-? Oh, great... Another Miguel-type guy.

Cam: <Urgh... And please don't get me started on the Spirit and that little time-tinkerer back on Earth-103122.>

Benjamin: I already know about circumstances from other dimensions, sheesh!

Cam: <Ugh. Got quite the attitude, I see. Well, I've not as much reason to have to be here, considering your dimension does confine to the canon points and has remained stable. Surprisingly more so than I'd expect, considering some things had changed.>

Benjamin: And? What's the point you're trying to ask?

Cam: <I was going to ask if you wanted to join my strike force. Help protect other dimensions from harm, and work alongside others like you. You can make so many new companions there, Benjamin, and I'll be there to keep you on the straight and narrow.>

Benjamin thought about it for a moment, before stepping back.

Benjamin: I'm alright with what I've got, Cam.

Cam: <You're skipping out on an opportunity like this?>

Benjamin: If I wish to interact with more "-friends" like Softie, Evan and Lexi, I can do it outside the confines of some fake utopia.

Cam: <You could be one of THE best recruits available for the job-.>

Benjamin: I'm not joining your little cult, Malicious! I've already seen the Spider-Society's failures, and you're going to make those same mistakes. I'd rather hang out with other counterparts of myself not bound to your ideals of fate.

Cam: <Benjamin, we've all wanted to live the life we wish we had, myself included. Believe me, I've tried. And the more I tried, the more damage I did. You cannot have it all, kid. Being "Boyfriend" is a sacrifice. That's the job. The job you signed up for when you dropped out of high-school. I need you to come with me, Ben.>

Benjamin (glaring): I'm. not. coming.

Cam (suddenly speaking): I wasn't asking, Miku!

Judith (DJX GF) (through comm): Hey, Cam, cool it a bit, will ya? We shouldn't be capturing every -friend we come across!

Benjamin: Y-You were intending on CAPTURING me?! You're WORSE than Miguel!

Cam: <Urgh... You could've kept quiet about that, Judith. We'll talk later.>

He advanced towards Benjamin, his TP infection showing on his arms as he went to grab the kid.

Benjamin: Get off of me!

Cam: <At least you won't have to worry about being alone. I'm sorry in advance, kid.>

Benjamin just spat at his face in response.

Benjamin: What part of "I'm not coming" slipped out of your infected mind?!

Cam: <Ben, this is what happens when you attempt to break the canon. I broke it myself, and paid horribly for it.>

Benjamin: I'm sorry about what happened to your alternate Girlfriend, but how do you know that it's attributed to "canon"? It could've been something else entirely!

Cam: <Your friend violated canon by causing this universe to come into existence.>

Benjamin: Leave Pico out of this!

Cam: <Listen, kid. You have a choice between saving one person and saving an entire world. Every world.>

Benjamin: Like the alternate Salty, I'm willing to do both! I'm not afraid to say it to your face and revel in it, Blueballs; canon events SUCK!

He activated his ECHO ability to replicate the TP infection harmlessly on his arms before pushing Cam back. His eyes glowed yellow to symbolise his angelic self.

Benjamin: You're one to talk about "canon" when you clearly don't abide by it yourself! In fact, I'm willing to bring an entire TEAM into the equation to screw your philosophy over! If Gwen Stacy's universe could survive a canon aversion, MANY more universes can! I'll give you one chance, Malicious. Either you leave my world, or you're in for an extreme butt-kicking.

Cam shook a bit before HIS eyes became pitch-black with purple sclera, and glared angrily at his younger counterpart.

Cam: (telepathic) <The youth of today, huh...?> (speaking) Seems like you and that white-haired mistake aren't so different, after all, huh? And considering you're so adamant on averting canon when your friend averted YOUR demise... (maniacal laugh) Alright, then, kid! If that's how you want to make your move, then let's dance... anomaly!

(Cue their clash between each other)

After whatever cover represents this battle, Benjamin managed to trip Cam up.

Benjamin: Last warning, Malicious. Book it, or you're dead!

Cam: <You could've listened. This would've been so much easier otherwise.>

Benjamin: *sigh* Look. You don't have to keep going down this route. Your own Society's faith in you is going to be in shambles if you keep up this behaviour. Please... turn back from this dark route. We can get that TP infection out of you, and you can live a genuinely happy life if you're not dead-set on letting others perish to an algorithm.

Cam: ... <I don't always like what I have to do, Miku... but I still know that I have to be the one to do it. I've given up too much to stop now.>

He got back up.

Cam: <If that's how you wish to be, then there's no reason for me to associate with you anymore unless you decide to intervene further. And if you try that, I will send the Funkin' Society's whole wrath upon you. Guess that's one more -friend I have to add to the anomaly list, then. Farewell... Miku.>

Cam walked off into a portal.

Benjamin: If that's how he wants to play it, then it's a chance I'll take when the time comes. The other Salty's got his band in his side of the action, so I'll try to make my own to face down Cam with.

As he continued on his way, he found a special lavender watch on the ground, clearly placed there by someone before.

Benjamin: D-XML's work, huh? I'll take it.

He activated its communicator feature.

Gracie (SNS GF): Who's this?

Benjamin: Benjamin Miku, the Boyfriend of Earth-111723. You must be the one leading the Gang against the Funkin' Society, right?

Gracie: I am, yes. I see you got XML's watch safe and sound.

Benjamin: Mhm. I encountered Blueballs and gave him a butt-whooping of my own, and now I'm amongst those he's classed as anomalies. But I'm ready to do whatever it takes to defy his twisted canon and contribute in saving Salty and putting an end to The X!

Gracie: So you want in to our own band?

Benjamin saw Brooke (VS OURPLE GUY BF with his son), Toon BF, Mobian BF, Aloe Mano, D-XML, Golden BF and Boom (Electro Funkin' GF), each still on the search for Salty.

Benjamin: Once I've acquired my own crew to help out? Yeah. I'm in!

So Benjamin got to gathering his own team to assist Gracie's team, and with the fate of the Friday Night Funkin' multiverse on the line, he was ready to give it his all to help others around him.

To be continued...

Below is the unedited sprite for Cam/Agent Blueballs that I made, along with the original Benjamin sprite for comparison and an armless alt for different poses. I'm still not sure how to get the pics back in top quality in a small size for you guys, but I'll work on it.

(And yes, Cam's in the same art style as a nod to that gag of Miguel not maintaining the same animation style between universes.)

So, I can drop the team members that Benjamin was able to gain below:

IAB!Softie (younger than the base Softie, but with the right amount of courage)

Barbara (Arrow Funk GF)

Soft Pico (the original; there to get Softie back from the Society's clutches)

MIX Boyfriend (specifically an alternate counterpart, since the original's working in the Funkin' Society and replaces Web-Slinger)

B-Bot (BF from Mega Man: Funkin' Heroes)

Return Funkin' Girlfriend

Mii Boyfriend

Evan (Childhood Memories BF; mainly as emotional support)

Neo Girlfriend (also there to get Neo BF out of the Funkin' Society's cult-like hold)

BluBuni (Bunfriend's genderflip counterpart (Leideri's take) from one dimension; accents more cuteness than anything)

Bently Forceloyed

IAB!Softie and Evan were immediately on-board with this goal, though as for the others:

Barbara joined the group after she had to keep Judith from admitting Bidu into the Funkin' Society by force.

Soft Pico and Neo Girlfriend joined to get some answers as to where their boyfriends had been dragged away to.

The alternate MIX Boyfriend just needed the right payment to be brought on board.

B-Bot, Return Funkin' Girlfriend and BluBuni simply joined the crew out of the goodness of their hearts.

Mii Boyfriend getting admitted into the Funkin' Society was hijacked partway through, and he simply relegated to Benjamin's side since he needed something worth doing.

As for Bently, when he was dealing with a multiversal trespasser in his dimension one evening (sometime after Benjamin's run-in with Cam), said trespasser being a cartoonish lunatic known as Max Chaos, Cam came along to assist him (even interfering with a planned ambush that would've knocked Bently out cold). And trust me, Cam's already well aware of Max's antics in his dimension.

Max: What's up with dis whole trouble tryna mag me anyway, mac?! Bently: To keep this city safe from bandits like you! Max: Bandit?! Why- I'm new here! Dis is my first time doin' a crime. Ya see, I grew up- Cam: Silence! Bently: What's his reputation like? Cam: <Ran over and destroyed numerous planets in a cartoon gag, literally shattered the fourth wall, can grab a nuclear warhead from hammerspace, and he's got a huge bounty on his head in his world.>

(Art by @mcgamejolter)

And though the two cooperated well in sorting him out, it came to a halt after B-Bot and Neo Girlfriend interfered in his attempt to recruit Bently in. And after this came out, the kid instantly wanted nothing to do with Cam and was willing to fight through EVERY -friend under his lead to put an end to so-called "defined fates" and truly make his own way in life. This got him as a member of the crew to help stop The X.

[bxngthedoldrums]

a petekey reading of so much (for) stardust

aka you knew i'd do this aka i didnt take four literature classes in college for nothing aka make sure your tinfoil hat is SECURED to your noggin aka dear lord forgive me for committing sins of petekey in the year of 2023

look. i have to do this or i don't deserve this blog. amen

~ love from the other side

okay. yea, immediately the "you were the sunshine of my lifetime" thing is sort of sus, because we all know pete wentz and anytime sun or summer is involved it's Something. this is solidified in "summer falling through our fingers again" in verse 2, but it's interesting that he uses "ours" in this lyric bc i feel like recently most of pete's summer lyrics have been pretty self-inflicted. it's impossible to not note the whole "inscribed like stone and faded by the rain" in the bridge v. "the tombstones were waiting" line in bang the doldrums. i shant even elaborate u can pick up what i'm laying down!

~ heartbreak feels so good

i think this song is pretty light on petekey imagery but "light from a screen of messages unsent" kinda reminds me of "some nights it gets so bad i almost pick up the phone" in ginasfs but i could be reaching for Sure. let's be real that's all i do

~ hold me like a grudge

honestly i think this is one of the worst petekey offenders on the album. this one had me gawking at my screen as i read the lyrics. "thaw out my freezer burn feelings for twenty summers" ??? be SERIOUS pete... "part-time soulmate, full-time problem" yeah I GET IT I GET IT !!! the whole thing reeks of 2005 summertime fling

~ fake out

"do you laugh about me whenever i leave?" bonkers ass line,,this reminds me of pete's lj writing in those years after 2005,,,"my mood board is just pictures of you, but i'm not sad anymore" YEAH. this is SO pete holy fuck. that classic wentz obsession,,"we did for futures that never came and for pasts that we're never gonna change" this line's got me on the fuckin FLOOR. also classic pete!!! his perchance for nostalgia is just insane and he really feels it huh

~ heaven, iowa

i dont even know how to get into this one. "kiss my cheek, baby, please/would you read my eulogy?" SICK and TWISTED evil!!! evil!!! "i will never ask you for anything except to dream sweet of me" jesus h christ the melancholy is off the charts but holy fuck this song is so,,,tender? i dont know wht to say but i know this was written w summer of love intention. i know this in my heart. "scar-crossed lovers, forever" OKAY I KNOW !!! this song is DEVASTATING verse 2 is fucked UP and the bridge is too!!! "closed my eyes inside your darkness and found your glow"???? i cantr og on

~ so good right now

i can't really discern any particularly petekey lyrics in this one right away but the whole "i cut myself down to be whatever you need me to be" is pretty fucking wild

~ i am my own muse

there's some really sad lyrics in this one ab the whole future-not-going-as-planned thing that comes up so frequently in pete's writing but honestly the whole "let's twist the knife again, twist the knife again like we did last summer" thing made my head explode. every lover's got a lil dagger in their hands!!!

~ flu game

im not gonna sit here and type out ths whole fucking song but oh my GOD bro. this song to me is a really nice callback to pete's older style of lyricism but that comes with the self-deprecation and all the other really sad shit. it's beautiful! it's horrible! i love it!!! its about mikey i cant even pul out a few lyrics just LISTEN

~ baby annihilation

another fucked up one that literally anyone else in fob should have vetoed but OKAY?? "time is luck and i wish ours overlapped more or for longer" MAN SHUT UP. "self sabotage at best, under your spell/but you know what they say, if you want a job done right, you gotta do it yourself" ..........dude. if you're like me and you've poured over pete's oooold lj posts from the mid 2000s you already get it, but if you havent,,,go do it and get back to me bc this is TOO MUHC im unwell. "what is there between us if not a little annihilation?" i think i hauve covid

~ the kintsugi kid (ten years)

this song is really fucking sad actually. there's so much fear of being forgotten on this album and it's showcased really beautifully in this song,,,mayhaps not the most obviously petekey song but god damn

~ what a time to be alive

this song's about covid and quarantine n it's pretty easy on the whole suffering from a fling in 2005 thing! good job pete and fob

~ so much (for) stardust

this song is kinda suspicious but there's very few lines that really solidify it as a petekey song,,, altho "i think i've been going through it, and ive been putting your name through it" is a really interesting lyric. and OF COURSE, "in another life, you were my babe/in another life, you were the sunshine of my lifetime" happy xmas war is over

[bluewinnerangel]

Can we talk about the reference to cinema in Lucky Again? I was watching a reaction to FITF (I can't stop) from someone who didn't seem to know much about L/H/1D and she said "who is this man selling tickets at the cinema?" I had to laugh. Also after the leak I thought it was "they're selling tickets at the cinema" but the lyric book says THERE which really changes how I interpret that line. What do you think?

I think yes. When we did not have the official lyrics yet I thought it was

If you believe that guy is superman

They're selling tickets to the cinema

followed by "whatever gets you through the darkest night" which I thought was a bit shady, saying yeah if you think highly of that guy and all his behavior then you go over there and buy what he's selling you, you go watch that movie, you go entertain yourself with those thoughts if that helps you I guess whatever, but then it flips and but just find the light out of that madness like find your way back to earth (you're not superman) because that ain't real life.

I think both Louis and Harry use "Cinema" in the same derogatory way, in part, because I think both songs have a lot of layers to them and yes Harry's song Cinema has a ya nasty layer which is great and gay I think it also has another layer of looking at that recently luckily called off stunt where, not only did they work on a movie and it was mostly for the movie, also the whole PR fuckery around is was another movie in itself, a fake story, baby that's Cinema, that's some performative shitstorm dumpsterart, that's some narrative for you there, and well go on be entertained by it sheeple. It's passive aggressive and I love it.

Now back to Lucky Again and the actual lyrics:

If you believe that guy is superman

There selling tickets at the cinema

HA so the believed superman is the one selling the tickets. So.. thinking someone's all that because they're trying to sell you things? Trying to get you to buy the movie, the story. It's not just that dude over there is doing these great things you go watch it no he's also the dude that's the face you meet at the front desk there to sell something to you. Whether that something is a fabricated story/world (the CINEMAtic universe of the entertainment industry idk bro we're going places) or just mindless entertainment or even a specific reference to the song Cinema (which in turn takes you to the other points in my opinion so the only added layer is larry here which great good lovely). And then the contrast to that guy being superman vs him being a hard man, and that superman is standing right there vs him being a hard man to lose/find. And how that guy can be himself, either the public version or the version he thought he was or thought he had to be, but also the "you", but also another party that's selling a life to him/"you"/them both (like wow guys look fame isn't it shiny for instance), or a general figure selling a story to the general public.

But I also wanna talk about the other references of that line: hello DC universe I know way too little about. He's going from "Superman" to Batman with "the darkest night" -> The Dark Knight. With that I'm seeing the whole batman-joker-twoface-DC-cinematic-universe come to life in this verse or perhaps whole song, with the themes of madness ("madness is like gravity, all it takes is al little push") and luck (the lucky coin / leaving things up to chance and living for the chaos deciding mad actions based on a coin flip / "you make your own luck" all that) and find the light (batsignal lol), "before the world it got so serious" ("why so serious"). Like they're not directly related or not that I've cared to figure out because I don't think that would make much sense either but they're the famous quotes and this song's hitting all them keywords and I love the idea of him playing around with this stuff. There's probably a lot more to say about this, maybe for someone to whom this is the crossover of their dreams could write an essay about this lol it's not me.

And also of course the use of superman; implying that guy can do everything, achieve everything, do everything at once, be more than any mere human, be beyond mortal lol, nah he's just another guy. He's just that guy, and the "I" is a hard man (to lose/find) even, and the "you" has been working hard to be themselves, and then he's bringing it further back down to earth with lines like "I'd meet you at the favourite subway stop / we'd grab some food and meet the lads for one". Like a wise man once said "I can't be no superman, but for you I'll be super human".

Also wanna highlight the wordplay with "I'm a hard man to lose/to find" + "I was lucky once / I could be lucky again" -> hard-luck, aka unlucky, in a bad situation out of your control. This throughout the whole song, basically saying you're down on your luck without directly saying it "you give until it's gone away", "I see how hard you've worked [to be yourself]", "i made my way back", "[the time] it got away from us", "find the light out in the madness hold tight" I think all imply bad luck, but he's choosing (let's bring in "made my way back to a life I would choose") to focus on the positive, on how the luck can turn in his favor instead.

And then the other reference: "whatever gets you through the darkest night" -> John Lennon's Whatever Gets You Thru The Night, he mentioned this song together with Mind Games (again the song that holds the phrase "Faith In The Future") in a tweet at some point, and some more times throughout recent years, so I think at the very least it's something he was aware of writing it lol.

Also darkness vs light keeps coming back in his lyrics, on FITF alone but we could be bringing in other songs, also 1D and other's lyrics too, it's too much to go in to on top of all these points now but I just at least wanna mention that's a thing too and it's overwhelming :D

I don't know how to end this because I feel like we can ramble on about these things forever lemme end on The Dark Knight Rises -> I'm A Hard Man. :D :D Get IT :D :D

[moondark00]

what turns the member on was sie anmacht

Youngbin: Wenn du mit deinen Augen rollst: du forderst ihn ein wenig damit heraus, vor allem wenn du genervt wirkst, dann kann er nicht anderes. Du weißt schnell was los ist wenn er dir dieses kleine hämische Grinsen und einen Blick zuwirft, der dir soviel vermittelt wie" du wirst sehen was du davon hast". Eng vers

Youngbin: If you roll your eyes: you're challenging him a little, especially if you seem annoyed, then he can't help it. You quickly know what's going on when he gives you that little malicious grin and a look that says "you'll see what you get out of it."

Inseong:

Wenn du über seine Witze lachst: Er liebt es wenn du über seine Worte oder Aktionen lachst, er bekommt nie genug davon, deswegen passiert es oft, wenn er dich währenddessen betrachtet, dass die Situation sich in eine andere Richtung lenkt. Eng vers

Inseong: When you laugh at his jokes: He loves it when you laugh at his words or actions, he never gets enough of it, so it often happens that when he looks at you during it, the situation takes a turn in a different direction.

Jaeyoon: Wenn du dir auf die Lippen beißt: besonders wenn du konzentriert bist und dir unbewusst auf deiner Unterlippe rum kaust, er muss dich nur dabei beobachten, das ist alles was er brauch damit seine Gedanken in eine andere Richtung gehen.

Eng verse Jaeyoon: When you bite your lip: especially when you're concentrating and unconsciously chewing your bottom lip, he just needs to watch you do it, that's all he needs for his thoughts to go in a different direction.

Dawon: Wenn du ihm die Stirn bietest: Du weißt wie sehr es ihn anmachet.Obwohl er es weiß das du es ab und an mit Absicht machst, lässt es ihn nie komplett kalt, deswegen wird er dir genau das geben was du dir davon erhoffst und noch mehr um es dir auch wirklich zu zeigen. Eng vers

Dawon: When you stand up to him: You know how much it turns him on. Even though he knows that you do it on purpose from time to time, it never leaves him completely unmoved, so he will give you exactly what you want from it and more more to actually show you.

Zuho: Wenn du Zweideutige Anspielungen machst oder schmutzige Witze: Er liebt deinen Sinn für Humor und diese schmutzigen kleinen Witze, die du machst. Es passiert häufig wenn ihr mit den Member unterwegs sind. Während alle über deine Witze lachen, kann er nicht anderes, als zu schwer zu schlucken und an etwas ganz anderes zu denken Eng vers

Zuho: If you make double-entendres or dirty jokes: He loves your sense of humor and those dirty little jokes you make. It often happens when you are traveling with members. While everyone is laughing at your jokes, he can't help but swallow hard and think about something else entirely

Rowoon: Wenn du zu ihm aufschaust: immer wenn du vor ihm stehst oder sitzt, und deinen Kopf nach oben neigst, damit du ihn mit deine großen Augen ansehen kannst, kann er sich nicht mehr zügeln. Eng vers

Rowoon: If you look up at him: whenever you stand or sit in front of him and tilt your head up so that you can look at him with your big eyes, he can no longer control himself.

Taeyang: Wenn du seinen Hals berührst: Sein hals ist ein sehr empfindliches Körperteil, wenn du deine Arme darum legst oder ihn sanfte Küsst, geht es führ ihn los. Eng vers

Taeyang: If you touch his neck: His neck is a very sensitive part of the body, if you put your arms around it or kiss him gently, it will set him off.

Hwiyoung: Wenn du schüchtern und/oder Verlegen wirst: Es macht ihn an, weil er genau weiß das nur er dich zum erröten bringen kann, du fängst oft an zu stottern und siehst immer so süß aus, wenn du versuchst dich zu verstecken, er kann nicht anderes als dich weiter zu necken. Eng vers

Hwiyoung: When you get shy and/or embarrassed: It turns him on because he knows that only he can make you blush, you start to stutter a lot and always look so cute when you try to hide, he can't other than continuing to tease you.

Chanii: Wenn du die Führung übernimmst und aktiv wirst: Sobald du ihn stürmisch küsst oder dich rittlings auf sein Schoß sitzt, ist er wie hypnotisiert und würde glatt alles für dich tun Eng vers

Chanii: If you take the lead and take action: As soon as you kiss him hard or straddle his lap, he'll be mesmerized and willing to do anything for you

[lafortis]

if you have more modern rap suggestions i'd love to hear them! i really dig 90s/00s underground rap but i haven't found a lot of new stuff that scratches that same itch.

Lemme come back to this later because I gotta go light some stuff, but yeah, pretty much that's just kinda how it is. In terms of west coast hip hop, kendrick and earl have been holding down the lyricism department for a good ten years now (side note: absolutely criminal we never got them on the same track, and I think we're well past the point in both their careers where it would even make sense, but they're big fans of each others work lmao). Earls old shit (I'm thinking of Doris mainly, and somewhat I Dont Like Shit I Don't Go Outside) is more grungy and old-school sounding, but also he was young and Odd Future, so there's a lot of misogyny, shock horror ass lyrics with violence against women as a main theme repeatedly (which he's since recanted aggressively and last I saw he mostly makes fun of fans of his earlier music and by extension himself for being like that lmao), his new stuff is more mellow but also less bar heavy (just imo, some people love it even more). Mavi is someone I haven't had the time to get into much but heard recently, and he literally just sounds like 2013 Earl vocally, but with some solid modern bars and production, so that's nice. MIKE is also seemingly pretty earl influenced, but again, haven't got into him myself. They're both east coast tho. Actually calling Earl west coast feels crazy cus he's so heavily DOOM inspired, almost feels like dudes inspired by him being east coast makes more sense lol. Vince Staples is a no-brainer if you haven't heard of him, he's pretty much the exact description of what you're looking for I think. I started with Summertime '06 because that was what he put out when I was getting into hiphop, but his first project Hell Can Wait EP was great too, and he only got better and more artistic from there. I've never been into Jay Rock a ton, but his feature verses on Kendricks shit do a lot for me, and ScHoolboy Q makes mostly just bangers and gang shit but in a fairly old-school kinda way I guess. Not ab soul tho. Everyone on black hippy (the group comprised of those two, Kendrick and him) can get a shoutout except for ab soul. He's ruined too many of my fav songs with wack features lmao.

Freddie Gibbs is another AA rapper that sounds very old school and VERY west coast, but he's actually in the news literally right now about some allegations so maybe fuck him? seems uncertain and also as a fan of old school hip hop you may be less shocked by (especially gang affiliated) rappers being Not Good People, but still, it's 2024 and it'd be nice to bring that energy to hiphop at large.

In east coast terms... Fuck. Who do I even listen to that's east coast lol. Well, Run The Jewels is also a no-brainer, and El-P is NY at least lol. All three of their albums and any of their solo stuff would be great for you. J Cole is to me the epitome of mid, but lots of people who profess an appreciation for the old school seem to like him, so hey. I'd just 2014 Forest Hills Drive as a starting point I think. In the Midwest Chance the Rapper was great, and could be great again. You could start with Acid Rap or 10 Day, move on to Coloring Book, and then just pretend Chance's Big Day doesn't exist like the rest of us. Denzel Curry is solid as hell these days but I've never gotten into a whole project, just singles like Ultimate, RICKY, Walkin, and especially SUMO | ZUMO (iirc I was like "did he just say Zuko lmao" and that's what got me into him). Oh and Your Old Droog is highly spoken of but I haven't gotten into him personally, just no time lol.

Flying Lotus's rap alter ego Captain Murphy is great, I've never listened to one of his full projects tho. Really backpacker ass Kendrick fans have always recommended Ka, specifically Honor Killed the Samurai, to me, but personally I just bounce off it every time. Might be of interest tho. And finally, if you're interested in some more experimental shit, first you should go ask Brett afloweroutofstone (not tagging him but that's literally his brand), but second I'd say CLPPNG by clipping. is a good experimental album with great bars. Also Daveed Diggs was in Hamilton but we just don't talk about that.

Anyway I gotta go do my job but hope this helps!

Edit: rereading this and I realize I absolutely do not have to come back to this lmao. That's pretty much all my good recommendations

[sabrgirl]

dropping by to say I love the new attribute incorporated into your newsletters - and specially that this months one is Nuur cause it’s so close to my actual name and username too 😆 and I was specially surprised to see I’m not the only one who thought about the matter in the third prompt for reflection in the mail - I’ve always found it intriguing how the surah was named Nuur and the content of the verses were about chastity, modesty, etc etc. definitely going to think about this going forward. appreciate you 🤍

ahhh jazakallah khair!!! i'm so happy to hear this :') yesss, i love your username sm. so random and strange but i think ab your username sometimes cos it's actually so cute 😭

alhamdulillah, v glad you're gonna reflect more on it, that's why i wanted to make the attributes of the month in the first place <3 one of my 2024 goals is to learn more attributes of Allah سُبْحَٰنَهُۥ وَتَعَٰلَىٰ and I decided I could share it with others and have people learn and reflect on them with me ♡ ♡ ♡ appreciate you so much more!!! thanks for reading my newsletter too 🥹

[medic88itup]

I found a rambling drabble that I slung together while on a concert cruise...imagining all the Hells falling into some kind of weird southern gothic roots folk underground music scene. I dunno, I am thinking maybe I will work on this idea a bit and write an actual something. Anyone have positive advice for a nervous non-writer?

Band au

FEARNE is a drummer, imogen is guitar/bass/utility player, and Laudna is fiddle/vocals...la Andrew Bird Trio

So, like, imagine:

First meeting, Laudna has swept into town, performing her macabre puppet show and playing her haunting lullabies on her lovingly restored fiddle. Imogen, leaving a lesson witha young student, crisses paths with Laudna in town square...steps in when a grumbly crowd of drunken sports fans spill out of a tavern, and begin to gather menacingly nesr Laudna.

It's let buzzing like a beehive in her head. she shakes her way through the din to laudna, who is packing her gear with trembling hands. Imogen, guitar slug behind her, whispers "Hey, darlin', it's okay, you just gotta play what they like. Nothing experimental or unwavering around here. Pop/country hits and hymns. You know any?"

Flustered, laudna responds, "whaa....hymns? Uh, not really..." Imogen scoffs not unkindly and asks "well, then, can you follow along with me? Accompaniment..."she gestures to laudnads fiddle case."

"I play by ear, it's no problem"

"Alright, I'll wing something, just follow me, and watch for transitions. Key of Ab."

Imogen takes up a familiar chord change, crisply struming a shining major chord. She works the crowd, making eye contact and smiling, and begins to sing words to a familiar tune, one that every townsperson seems to know. The melody is familiar and infectious, and a calm sense of happiness falls on the crowd. they all begin to sing along. As she shifts to the musical break between verses, she looks to laudna and mouths for her to come in on the next verse. Laudna begins to fill ths seams with creaky fills and trills, her fingers deftly moving through runs. Imogen drives the rest of the song to the big singalong chorus: "SWEEEEET CAROLYYYYYYYYYNE! BAH, BAH, BAAAAAH!" Laudna and imogen are amazing together, almost like they can hear each other's thoughts.

They turn a potential mob sitch into a decent busking session, earning a fair amount of silver, some gold. Imogen offers dinner at hers.

<Or something...that can be tweaked later>

Imogen turns to Laudna, slinging her guitar behind her back once again. "That was amazing, you're incredible, the way you play is so...you have so much musicality! I've never played so seemlessly with someone else."

Launda nods her head viciously in agreement. Imogen worries it might actually fall off. Laudna looks so frail and skeletal...but her enthusiastic smile nearly splits her palid face in half..."oh, my, yes darling, I agree it was amazing! And you always seemed to know what I was thinking," Imogen's eyes flick away, guiltily, "but it was lovely! you were anticipating my melodies and harmonizing beautifully...that was incredibly special, you are so capable!"

[nine-i]

xikers song lore analysis +

translation: doorbell ringing

this entire song is so fascinating to me from a lore perspective (and i love the energy from it) because it's a warning to everyone who might interfere with our 3 main characters: xikers, tricky, and the dokkaebi.

(italics are lyrics, bold + italics are translations)

yo, who wants to come in here? ill leave the barricade open

you have to be afraid, this is a danger zone

this section is in a deepened voice, possibly giving the impression of it being tricky? this is a sort of opening like you get on roller coasters in a way. anyone can come in, but make sure you know how dangerous it is and feel the proper emotions. i believe this is speaking to xikers.

relax, deep breath, im running laps oh you bet

yeah i directly swear, your final guest, we X

yechan is antagonising tricky a bit here maybe? final guest, a word which means direct / straightforward, we X. xikers taking over tricky house?

don't breath, watch out, this is silence

open it again, tricky, the house

not much to say here - this is how they're getting through the danger. perhaps they weren't the final guests, perhaps they've won, but i believe they've become a part of the tricky house.

ooh ladies and gentlemen,

this is an especially fun circus,

trouble i make uh,

feel the universe turn to focus

break the speaker as you lose your mind with surprise turned around 180 degrees tumbling

the purge will be thrilling like an electric shock, everything will match the rhythm of a trampoline

this to me indicates that the tricky house is no longer a threat to xikers because they are part of it, and now the danger is what happens next. [note that this was pretty difficult to translate and im not 100% sure on some - i have a new appreciation for minjae now lol]

free yourself, [this goes] deep deep

round and round, constantly round and round

keep out of this dazed feeling

once again i think this is a warning. the singing is continuously warning someone, whether that's towards xikers or towards the next entrants of the house.

(don't don't don't don't) don't kill my vibe, out of control,

that's what i like (what i like),

what about you? (how are you?)

all together (ooh ooh) i hope (let me know)

follow me, let me welcome you promptly to, tricky, the house (don't kill my vibe)

im honestly feeling like this is some sort of internal fight going on within xikers, possibly as the dokkaebi begin to inhabit them.

gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go,

that door is open

going up going up going up going up,

the boundary is collapsing (dont kill my vibe)

immediate thunder and lightning

don't be surprised [by] tricky, the house

the don't kill my vibe might be the dokkaebi fighting, while xikers are warning and supporting each other through the house (?)

i don't know, where am i? (difficult)

i can hear in my ear rim it's noisy

sound in this house is freaky, ayy

spooky and creepy

this sumin verse is just him freaking out i guess? shows that this house is disorientating and they went in strongly but now they're struggling with it!

i feel dizzy and giddy

my soul leaves, returning my head with a loose screw, escape

the strangeness is leaving [becoming normal]

everywhere is full of screaming, spiritual state of perfect selflessness

have to admit im a bit lost here, its being normalised, perhaps this is the dokkaebi possession arc?

just in case, don't take off your seatbelt,

lose your mind and roll around, zig-zag

where is this place, what is hope,

you're already escaping this, you're falling down

im getting confused but it's using the same words as earlier but with a more hopeless tone - earlier xikers had faith they / we as guests would escape, but they're losing that piece by piece?

free yourself, [this goes] deep deep

round and round, constantly round and round

keep out of this dazed feeling

repetition !

don't don't don't don't) don't kill my vibe, out of control,

that's what i like (what i like),

what about you? (how are you?)

all together (ooh ooh) i hope (let me know)

follow me, let me welcome you promptly to, tricky, the house (don't kill my vibe)

the all together part seems like it's being cut off in both of these parts, i wonder if that's tricky? halting the actual necessary cry and allowing the rest for entertainment perhaps?

gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go,

that door is open

going up going up going up going up,

the boundary is collapsing (dont kill my vibe)

immediate thunder and lightning

don't be surprised [by] tricky, the house

seems more panicked perhaps

are you, ready, for this, show?

welcome, to the, tricky house

our eyes open in front of

the world's confrontation

im just translating now i think ive lost the plot

(dont kill my vibe) everyone come in together,

(dont kill my vibe) the illusion of the universe

(dont kill my vibe) we are shocked together (dont kill my vibe)

(dont kill my vibe) let me welcome you promptly, tricky the house

xikers are so cool

(dont kill my vibe) woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(dont kill my vibe) woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(dont kill my vibe) woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(follow me) don't be surprised by tricky the house

[cheapthrillsbeca]

Omg I’m so sorry! My phone just froze on the “about to submit ask” scene and I did push the ask button a couple times 😅 so it probably sent then and then when I quit and reloaded and asked the final time lol but yes! In your story you kept mentioning how Chloe doesn’t get surprised but she’s keeps getting surprised by Beca and that she’s feeling more each day and that got me thinking about the gradual aloe-ing lol like not only going out in daylight but also like feeling warmer, breathing more, feeling more. And on that note:

Does Chloe breathe? Is she cold to the touch? Can she see in the dark? Can she get cavities? Can she get drunk on blood or otherwise? Will you do more one shots in this verse? Sorry it’s a lot of questions but you know my name lol

-Atafal

oh no worries at all! this hellsite (affectionate) is glitchy af

[Sorry it’s a lot of questions but you know my name lol] - made me lol

let's go down the list!

Does Chloe breathe?

yes. i don't think she /has/ to in order to keep (not)living, but she does out of habit. and bc ppl would be weirded out if she didn't. also it's helpful for singing :)

Is she cold to the touch?

nope! she's warm. when beca first sees her fangs she holds chloe's hand, and it's warm, which makes beca doubt what she saw, until chloe confirms that she's a vamp

Can she see in the dark?

hmm i haven't thought about this. yeah i think that makes sense that she'd see in the dark better than your average human, so let's go with it

Can she get cavities?

ha, hadn't thought of this either! i'm going to say no. a perk of immortality, no more trips to the dentist

Can she get drunk on blood or otherwise?

i was thinking of this in the halloween fic, but i don't think i expressly said it. but yes she can get drunk on alcohol, it just takes wayyy more than humans, so she isn't often drunk. i think in that fic i said something like 'even chloe is a little tipsy,' and that's what i meant. she'd been drinking a lot

drunk on blood... i think it would affect her mood, especially based on whatever beca is feeling. but it wouldn't make her drunk, per se, no.

Will you do more one shots in this verse?

i'd like to do at least one more about what happens once they get together. beyond that, who knows!

[fairy-seong]

yoo taeyang x gn!reader

genre: suggestive, smut-ish

trigger warning(s): sexually suggestive depictions, lap dancing, dry humping, thigh riding, soft praise kink, kind of sub-ish idol but not really, the song i had in mind while writing this

kinktober day 22 prompt: lap dance

Your fingers ran along Taeyang’s sides, chest pressed on the side of his chest. His white shirt falling loosely around his neck, the v cut making it a little easier for you to see the gentle lines of his chest. He sways around with you, the soft beats surrounding your dim bedroom.

“Why don’t you dance for me? I miss watching you dance.”

A coy smile flashes on his lips.

“Ok.”

You step back, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Taeyang closes his eyelids, turning his back to you. His arms swing softly to the beat, feet following the rhythm of the song you chose. He was not expecting such a sensual song, but he does not complain. Taeyang always loved putting on a show for you.

And he does it now as well, his palms touching his skin, one of them firmly grabbing his belt when he snaps his hips to the front. You lick your lips, a playful smile encouraging him to continue. His waist bends forward, parted lips mouthing the lyrics finishing the verse with a wave. His palm continues to caress his own body; teasingly lifting the white shirt so you can glance at his toned abs.

“Come here,” you smile, pointing your finger to your lap.

Your boyfriend chews on his lower lip, hips snapping again to the beat drop. He kneels a few feet away from you, arms pulling the white shirt off in a single motion. His body twists to the music, fingers passing through his hair and down to his lips. His tongue grazes his digits, which he lets loose down to his chest and below.

Your eyebrows raise in shock. How did you not notice the obvious bulge in his sweat pants until now?

“Sunshine, you're so beautiful,” you whisper, but you forget everything else watching Taeyang crawl on all four towards your seat.

His hands force open your legs and you whine in response when his face snakes dangerously close to your core. A faint wave of shyness washes over you, feeling his hot breath fawn over your body.

“Fuck,” you throw your head back, hoping Taeyang did not catch your rose-colored cheeks. “You look pretty hot between my legs.”

“You think?” his tone is hushed as he presses his lips to your inner thigh.

He uses them to lift himself to your eye level. He crawls on top of your lap just like you asked him to a bit earlier. His hips rut into yours, mouth hanging open as an almost inaudible moan comes out.

“You’re so pretty,” you whisper, leaning back on your elbows. "You're doing so good, love. Go on, I love it so much."

His movements quicken, eyelids falling shut and his whole body feeling as if it was on fire. He goes deeper, making sure you can feel how needy he was. His bulge is pressed against your thighs, Taeyang gently purring when he feels you move them for more friction.

“Would you touch me?”

“Anything you want, my sunshine,” you answer through hooded lids, watching him hover on top of you.

Your fingers pass through his dark hair, lips teasing his.

“Would you let me fuck you too?”

[chaotic-nick]

WHY:

I used to write in Wattpad for another fandom, and when I re-joined the Aot Fandom in my gap year I started writing fics. Long story short, these are abandoned wips that I no longer want to write for or see myself working on

HOW:

If you see a wip you like, message me via dm! And I'll update the list like this

'Title of WIP (adopted by @/ your username)'

And all I ask you is give me credit if you ever write it.

Note: This is a long post and is divided by the characters I wanted to write for. Happy Reading/ choosing! Also, unedited, I made this on my phone

Erwin smith

Lipstick: Erwin is intrigued with how (Y/n) applies her lipstick. Is asking why she swatches them in her arm.

‘So, if you kiss me it stick to my face?’

‘Do you want to find out?’

Erwin *blushes*

Work Wife: everyone thinks that erwin and y/n are single with *tension* in the air, but they're actually married and is convinced the entire office building knows that.

Reader replies by opening her arms and awkwardly telling him that she can be his human pillow.

The first time: (adopted by@ack3rlady)

Reader notice erwin is a different kind of quiet, abs he tells her that he doesn't know how to cry even when he wants to.

'It's alright, you're gonna gonna be alright'

Cue erwin crying silently and y/n petting his hair while looking like this ☺️

Smudge: Part 2 of lipstick where Erwin considers the idea of asking reader out, somehow the fic ends where they makeout and Erwin’s face is covered in lipstick.

Zeke Yeager

This feeling

Reader is sitting on the floor of Zeke’s bedroom, and then she sees a box of things that she gave him in the course of ten months, Receipts, cute notes, even the extra shoelace that came with her shoes. She asks Zeke why he deosn’t throw them away.

His answer was, ‘Those were the times I felt loved, so yeah.’

They don’t know:

Where Zeke and Reader fight each other at every chance, until one day Zeke ends up crying into reader’s chest because his new brother is more loved than he was.

Reader tells him that it’ll be okay.

Smoke (adopted by @blondeboyfriend )

Backstory where college student Zeke tries smoking for the first time after being stressed out.

Scene: Reader is the cool upperclassman who offers him a stick when he sees her sitting outside the party.

Cake: Where Zeke and Reader share a birthday together. Reader tells him that she’s never had a homemade cake before and Zeke tells her that he’s always wanted to try (enter flavour of cake here) from (expensive bakery)

Zeke surprises her with a homemade cake and reader gets him a cake from said bakery.

Ending: They both cry because they’re eldest siblings who never felt that much love before.

Fly that way: Time travel and Canon verse AU where there are planes.

Right person, wrong time trope

Instead of being the beast titan, Zeke is a pilot. After a failed flight, he finds himself in a region where other planes from different time periods crash.

Reader’s family rescues him, giving him their word that he’ll be able to fly back to Marley.

Zeke and reader spend time together, to the point that he tells her that she should elope with him in the plane he flies.

Reader lets him go with a tearful goodbye, telling him that even if she does love him they have their own duties.

Eren Yeager

Hair ties: Eren’s scared of the girl in his class until the summer heat gets to him and he needs to tie his hair.

Proud: ‘I’m proud of you,’ and (Y/n)’s never heard of such a thing. Until her boyfriend’s mom (Carla) invites her to stay fro dinner. At the dining table, they talk about their grades and their graduation in three months.

‘I’m qualified to be a cum laude,’ to which Carla reacts by telling (Y/n) that she’ll be there to cheer on her. ‘But why?’

‘Because I’m proud of you, too, dear.’ Carla says so casually.

Cue (Y/n) sobbing in the kitchen with Eren and Carla being all clueless.

His bed smells nice: (adopted by @rowsn)

Nerd Eren invites (Y/n) to study at his house, except his room’s so cold that reader falls asleep. Carla walks in and thinks otherwise.

Connie Springer

I hate this: Where reader and Connie get drunk together and is found sitting at the corner crying over how being the eldest sibling is the worst.

First Drive: Where Connie finally gets his license and asks (Y/n) to be his first passenger, they go driving around town forgetting the concept of time. End: Both their parents scold them again.

Coming soon (will be updated)

Jean Kirstein

Reiner Braun

Marco Bodt

[okamirayne]

I was curious if you would ever write something else for NejiShika? I know you wrote a whole series for BTB (while also writing a ton of Original work, which, wow, you're amazing) but if you ever got another idea for NejiShika would you write it? Or is the BTB series a "just kind of happened" one time thing? I think I remember you once said you were inspired to write BTB because of a dream you had of Shikamaru and you found that Neji was just the perfect other half for that version of him and that's the only reason you started writing the pairing. I guess I was just curious if you would ever write something else with the pair since BTB is such an amazing series and I love your characterization of them. Also, is HHU the last one in the series? Or are you planning anything else? Sorry for the rambling, I just wanted to ask 😅

Hey there, Anon! Thank you for dropping by with your ASK, Luv ☺️

I was curious if you would ever write something else for NejiShika? […] if you ever got another idea for NejiShika would you write it? Or is the BTB series a "just kind of happened" one time thing?

Do you mean would I write more about them together in the BtB world? As in, additional stories to add to the BtB series. Or do you mean would I write an entirely different NejiShika/ShikaNeji fic outside the BtB-verse? Because yes to the former, no to the latter.

I think I remember you once said you were inspired to write BTB because of a dream you had of Shikamaru and you found that Neji was just the perfect other half for that version of him and that's the only reason you started writing the pairing.

Correct! I couldn’t see who Shikamaru was chasing in the dream, but when I began to follow the plot bunny consciously all roads led to Neji.

It was such an organic and intuitive thing, as well as a logical one. It was always meant to be.

I guess I was just curious if you would ever write something else with the pair since BTB is such an amazing series and I love your characterization of them.

Oh yes, I believe I would. Aww! Thank you so much! I’m super excited and happy to know their characterisations hit the spot for you. The characters are always my primary concern and I try my best to do justice to them, bearing in mind any creative leeway/divergence from canon with the story/pairings.

Also, is HHU the last one in the series?

Yes, insofar as a post-war conclusion. That said, the BtB story, right the way through from the first instalment to UtS, is meant to be a standalone series regardless of HHU. HHU is pure masochism on my part 🤦🏻‍♀️

Or are you planning anything else?

I never say never. Ideas pop up. It’s just hard to commit for several reasons.

1) Severe bloody Burnout recovery 😭 🔥

2) My brain currently holds 3 separate novel series, all of them big-world stories. Which is a hell of a lot to hold in my brain cavern.

These original characters and their worlds are my heart and my kismet 💜

3) I am clearly challenged when it comes to writing one-shots…I fail so hard…

4) The investment of time/energy vs the payoff of writing fanfic (especially when you’re a masochistic moron like me who writes LONG SHIT). Understandably, and rightly so, fanfic doesn’t pay for the investment put in, so a lot of the payoff for me (and a lot of fanfic writers) is the reader-feedback exchange regarding the story/characters (otherwise I guess we’d just write it for ourselves, you know?) and sadly readers don’t necessarily engage as much anymore even though they may devour the content. Which is why I absolutely adore, admire, and am so grateful to reviewers 💜; to those who did, still do, and who were so outstandingly supportive of me in the past and still are to this day. They are beautiful treasures. That’s why I always aim/aimed to deliver the best I can/could for them and not short-change them. I’d never have finished the BtB series without them. 💜

As for Rambling? No way! Absolutely no need to apologise!! I’m very, very touched you care enough about the series/characters to ask 💜

Thank you! ☺️

[monster-noises]

(I liked those OC questions post a while ago and forgot to send some bc I was mobile rip) For your fave OC: 🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum? Least talked ab OC: 🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem? and the OC you love to hate: 🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you’ve ever made to them? how have they changed from their original verse

Oh gosh!! sorry this took me a few days to get to.. I needed time to draw the Images.. it got long again so off under the cut it goes!!

Pistol:

[img description: A speech bubble coming from Lazarus, a gaunt older white man with slicked back hair twirling a golden knife in his hands, reads: "Trust is not to be doled out without discrepancy. It is a thin and tenuous bond between individuals broken by the mildest of human urges with the same effort it takes to snap a small twig between your fingers. Trust can be faked, altered, and fabricated, it's existence is flimsy and unreliable. Equivalent to wrapping yourself in paper to try and protect your body as you tumble down the mountain side. So no. I do not trust easily." A separate speech bubble coming from a cartoon rendition of the artist reads: "Ignore him, he's absolutely full of shit. He's hardened himself over time, sure, but he wants to trust people. That old heart is as soft as the contents of a freshly peeled pudding cup." /end] Of course Lazarus is my favourite! I love my little meat boy so much... You can take his word (and mine) here on how easily he trusts others. lol, but as for the other questions.. When he does establish a trusting/reliable relationship with someone he is not likely to betray them or turn his back on them, he gets very committed to things, including people, and turning on someone he holds close is untenable. Even given a ultimatum he wouldn't dare turn his back on those he's committed to trusting. Everyone else however? fair fucking game. He's definitely been back stabbed before. I don't think Miranda's manipulative capturing of him cooounts so much (I think he thinks of it as a form of betrayal though, given what she promised him and what was delivered), but the fine arts world he came from in a previous life is cold and ruthless and he was definitely pushed around a lot. He hasn't really experienced any betrayal since coming to the village, this can more so be chalked up to his lack of deep authentic relationships than anything else.

Train:

[Img Description: A word bubble from Virgil, a middle aged white man in a cowboy hat with sandy brown hair and a scruffy beard reads: "That ol' chestnut ain't nothin but a heap' a philosophical fuckin' nonsense. I got more practical, and frankly more important science to be doin' than any o' yer damned ~Morals and Ethics~ mumbo-jumbo." A separate speech bubble coming from a cartoon rendition of the artist reads: "Short answer: He doesn't have one!" /end]

Well.. pretty much ALL my OC's are my least-talked about OC's because I don't talk about any of them. So I'll take the chance to re-introduce an older and very much beloved OC of mine; The original Middle Aged Bottle Blonde Disaster Bisexual, The Prodigy Chemist Who Decided To Use His Brain For Personal Gain And Ultimately Evil, Sometimes known as The Coyote sometimes as Braided Snake sometimes as simply 'That Giant Asshole' It's!!!!!!!! VIRGIL ARTHUR WHINCHESTER!!! (yes with an H and I named him that before supernatural entered my life so huSH)

Virgil's a pretty practical guy, likes to keep things physical, tangible, doesn't like to think to much about Implications or Moral Dilemma's. Doesn't mean he won't debate you if you push him (he will. For hours. You will regret your choices. He will be smug about it the Whole time.) but y'know.. when you're in his line of work it pays not to think about these kinds of things too much.

(also he was originally for a furry comic I was making with a friend in high school where he was Actually a coyote, here's a fun bonus sketch of his Original design)

[Img description: A separate portrait of Virgil but this time depicted as an anthropomorphic Coyote with light blonde fur and bright blue eyes. He is still wearing the cowboy hat. /end]

Tornado:

[Img description: Two drawings of Idris, A horned robot made of gold who wears a leather jacket. The drawing to the left is labelled "Old" and shows him with a simpler design. The drawing to the right is labelled "New" and shows him with an upgraded more detailed design, this drawing has a speech bubble that reads: "Brava darling!~ A -subtle- but marked improvement on the already Immaculate! ~<3" A small cartoon rendition of the artist in the bottom right corner is blushing and has a speech bubble that reads: "I just... Kinda made him hotter. Somehow." /end]

and last but not least! the glow up of the (23rd) century! This is Idris, The Golden Boy, criminal ring leader and founder of Smugglers Honour, a cosmos-wide smuggling operation run so tightly and bureaucratically if you didn't know any better you'd think it was a corporation!

.... it's... part of the setting for the sci-fi/cyberpunk ttrpg game I'm GMing right now...

which is exactly why Idris needed the glow up! While his change hasn't been Drastic he was originally conceived in about 2010-2011 for the comic setting that would eventually develop Into Andromadis as a catch-all leader for the criminal underground which was a bit vague even then but was Especially not going to do in the context of a TTRPG where players were going to have to interact with him and his long reaching actions in specific and unpredictable ways, so he kinda needed a new job, or rather a more defined one. So Smugglers Honour was born! A discrete organization he could be in charge of, something a lot less nebulous than his previous title of "Big No.1 Crime Boy" lmao. But with this new title I felt he needed a bit of... polishing up.

I wanted him to Feel the same, keep all the basic ideas, but just.. tighten the screws a bit so he felt a bit cooler and sexier and more mature. And also fix his dumb stupid badly designed head oh my g o d. I uhh, I think I landed it.

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1, 2, 7, 10

1. Tell us about your current project(s) - what's it about, how's progress, what do you love most about it?

tbh progress is stalled on a lot of projects, namely remedial retrograde (trobed amnesia au) and the trobaby verse, both of which are passion projects but i'm just burned out on them for the time being. 2 projects i'm currently most excited about are public relations and performative romance, the trobed celebrity fake dating au that just started picking up again, and the ruthless game verse, my extremely self indulgent marriage of convenience/white collar crime trobed au. working in the background there's also the unnamed trobed childhood friends au and the unnamed jeffbritta fic, so really it's just all over the place right now

2. Tell us what you're most looking forward to writing - in a current project or future project.

i'm really looking forward to writing troy's relationship with his baby sister in the fake dating au - i've always thought troy would be the best big brother so i'm glad to finally implement that and to see how it affects abed, whose canon little brother is inextricably linked to his mommy/abandonment issues so that could be something!! also just excited to write from abed's pov in general in that au, usually i write the simping from troy's pov so doing abed's has been a fun new experience

7. What do you think are the personal characteristics of your writing style? Would others agree?

overuse of italics, ellipses, and one-sentence paragraphs i think. not sure if that's what everyone else sees but that's more or less what sticks out when i reread my own stuff

10. How would you describe your writing process?

nonexistent mostly?? i think every fic i've ever tried to really carefully plan or outline has ultimately never been published, and all of my successfully published fics were written on spur-of-the-moment bursts of inspiration like i'm very much Not An Actual Writer in this whole sense

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Greetings From Austin: Part II

Pairing: Alpha!Jensen Ackles x Alpha!Jared Padalecki x Omega!OFC

Summary: Jensen and Jared are at odds over a monumental decision that changes their lives in a way they couldn’t have envisioned.  

Word Count: 3985

Warnings: a/b/o, bisexuality, angst, cursing, self doubt, depression/anxiety, married life/disagreements, medical stuff, sexual dysfunction, infertility, surrogacy

*Jensen acting out of character

*additional warnings to be added in future parts.

A/N: series Inspired by this art.

A/N II: For this part I did some research & delved into a bit of reproductive/genetic testing-please don’t dink me on details, I altered it a bit to fit A/B/O verse.

A/N III:  There is no intentional hate or malevolence intended towards any of the Ackles or Padalecki families. This is a purely fictional piece containing real and created persons/names/events set in the fictional  A/B/O verse. Some dates/events altered to fit story.

Part I

*no beta-all mistakes are mine

*photos found online

One hour later

Jensen sets two sealed cups in the small niche shutting its door and grabs his jacket sliding it on, his inner Alpha purring with satisfaction watching his husband's fumbling fingers working at a button on his shirt, “Need any help babe?”

Jared’s all dilated pupils and glowing cheeks above his thick beard, “I’m good, I'll be out in a few.” Jensen leans in for one more soft, lingering kiss before leaving. Locking the door behind him Jared leans against it, closing his eyes, savoring the last vestiges of his oxytocin high.

He can’t stop recalling that mischievous glint in those luminous green eyes as Jensen slowly licked his plush lips before diving in to kiss him stupid, his long, sinful tongue doing things that’s probably illegal in twenty states, hands with ooh, so thick, talented fingers capable all sorts of magical things.

Shaking himself out of the memory he crossed over to the sink and caught his debauched reflection in the mirror. Shit, he can’t out looking like this.

Turning on the tap cups his hand to catch some of the running water splashing his face to cool off when his phone starts vibrating in his back pocket. Drying his hands and face he pulls it out checking the text. Glancing up he runs a hand over his thick beard, smoothing it down before leaving the room.

Completely preoccupied typing a reply he rounds the corner heading for the doctor's office slamming into a woman knocking her off her feet, the contents of the bag she’s carrying scatter loudly across the floor.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry!”

From her seated position she looks up...and up, his long, long legs clad in low riding jeans barely held up by a loosely buckled leather belt, his shirts rucked-up, a bit of his treasure trail and toned abs flanked by the sharp V of his hip peeking out.

“FuckI’mfuckingsorryFuckdidn’tfuckingsee....”

Jared, embarrassed, keeps apologizing, laced with fuck every other word, squats down gathering scattered items, dropping them back into the bag continuously babbling until she bursts out laughing. “And here I be thinking I said fuck to much,” a subtle lilt in her voice making it sound like she’s saying fook instead.

They move around each other picking up the last of her stuff. Jared reaches for a scarf when the central air catches a few loose strands of her hair, lightly dancing them across his cheek.

He inhales sharply as her piquant scent travels through his system eliciting a rumbling purr deep in his chest, “Fuck..” She breathes out gazing directly into his kaleidoscope eyes, watching mesmerized as they bleed into red with arousal as her eyes flash gold in response.

“I..I..fuck..I’ve gotta go!” She sputters, scrambling to her feet, grabs the bag hurrying away, leaving him holding the scarf.

Lifting the forgotten fabric to his face Jared deeply inhaled her scent, reaching down presses against his cock chubbing up the second time that day. He morosely stares in the direction she fled in once more, a low whine of loss escapes before he tucks the scarf into his back pocket and resumes heading towards the doctor’s office.

Dr. Rodgers, standing just inside in a doorway observing unnoticed, makes a mental note.

***

Jensen watches amused as Jared sits down with a slight wince, a not unpleasant reminder of their recent interlude, teases, “Did I make that much of a mess out of you Jay?”

Jared shrugs with a nonchalant “eh.” Jensen lowers his chin leaning close growling his displeasure at the flippant response, Jared internally shivers knowing he’s gonna pay for it when they get home, much to his delight.

Jensen abruptly stops growling, “You stink like Omega!”

Dr. Rodgers comes in carrying a binder saving Jared from responding, “We’ll get your test results in about two weeks unless we see something that needs further investigation.” He sets down the binder in front of them, opening it to the first page revealing a dossier and picture.

“Now, the next bit is selecting an egg donor. I’m sure you're wondering how we select the donors. I rely on a protein compatibility test, similar to the markers blood test used when matching Alphas and Omegas, narrowing down prospective candidates.

All of our donors are Betas and Omegas. Several of the Betas are willing to be the surrogate too. If you choose to go with an Omega donor we will have the extra step of selecting a Beta surrogate but that’s something to discuss later if needed.

We also take into account your personal preferences when it comes to physical traits, personality, etc. I’ll introduce you to the top three that are the best matches. If for some reason none of them work out, we’ll try the next most compatible candidates.”

Dr. Rodgers clicks his pen, “Let’s get started shall we.”

***

Flipping off the light switch Jensen walks out of the bath to find Jared already asleep. Crossing over to their bed he stopped at his side admiring him.

How had he gotten so lucky to have Jared as his? Over fifteen years since that life changing meeting he was more in love with his mate than ever, the ups and downs in their relationship that could have torn them apart made their marriage stronger.

Jensen took hold of the book Jared had been reading, gently pulling it out of his hand, slid in a bookmark and placed it on the nightstand turning off the lamp.

Easing into his side of the bed he leaned over pressing a soft kiss to Jared’s bare shoulder, who only wore bottoms since he always ran warm. Shifting, Jared buries his face into Jensen's neck, draping a long arm across his chest snuggling close, “Thank you.”

“For what babe?”

“Helping me today,” he could feel Jared’s breath warm against his skin, “I know you're against having more but please don’t decide not to, I want to have pups with you.”

Jensen mentality sighed, he’d be forty-three before they were born and didn’t want to be the old dad. Jared had argued that he'd never be, they knew lots of people were having their families later, look at Reedus, fifty when his daughter came and JDM, he was almost fifty-two when George was born.

“I’ll make you a deal, I’ll say yes if we find one donor we both agree on,” he felt Jared’s emotions shifting more positive, “but if you like one and me another, I’m not doing it.”

Jared pressed several soft kisses to the side of his neck, “Okay Jen,” he agrees, shifting to lay his head on his shoulder, “we’ll find the one, I can feel it.” he sleepily finishes.

Jensen rests his cheek against the top of Jared's head, not fallen asleep for ages. How was he going to handle Jared’s inevitable disappointment, knowing it will happen since they have always had vastly different tastes in females.

***

Five days later

7:00 A.M.

Jared was up to mile three of his daily workout on the treadmill in his office. He usually ran outside this early in the morning but a surprise thunderstorm altered his plans for the day when his phone rang. He dialed the machine down to walking speed to answer.

“Hello, Mr. Page, this is Sissy from Dr. Rodgers office, I’m sorry to be calling so early. He would like for you to come back in for a follow up about your semen testing.” Jared’s throat tightened, closing off his ability to respond.

He stepped off the machine and sat down on the large leather couch, “Sorry I..what time can I come in?”

“We have an opening at 8:45, will that work?”

“Yes ma’am, I can be there then.”

“Great, we’ll see you in a bit Mr. Page.”

Jared sat back not caring he was getting sweat all over the leather and started his breathing exercise to calm himself, telling his brain to knock it off, surely it wasn’t anything major with how calm Sissy was on the phone.

Ten minutes later he was still anxious but able to handle it. He glanced at his watch and knew he had to get his butt in gear to make the appointment.

Walking into the bedroom he found Jensen softly snoring so he moved as quietly as he could grabbing some clean clothes and headed for the shower. He left a note by the coffee pot saying he had an errand and be back ASAP.

He pulled into the clinics parking lot with five minutes to spare. Tucking his hair into his ever present beanie, Jared slipped on his mask and dashed through the downpour into the clinic.

After being temperature checked, Sissy walked him to the doctor's office. Knocking on the door she opened it and Jared saw the doctor on the phone gesturing for him to come in as he finished his call.

“Hello Mr. Page, thank you for coming in. I wanted to go over a discrepancy the lab found with your test, I'll try not to use too much doctor jargon.” He layed three pages on the table in front of him, a color printout of a sperm DNA strand broke down into segments and the others Jared recognized as chromosome mapping. “These are part of the Alphas sperm DNA sequencing. Normally, this one has a wide band in this segment,” he pointed to a circled area on the right page demonstrating a normal sequence. “This is your sperm's DNA. What I wanted to show you is a variant in the same section,” he circled a column on the left page, “which contains a narrow band instead,” he highlighted one piece of the chain.

“What does it mean?” Jared asked nervously.

“I’m going to be honest with you, I don’t know, I’ve never encountered this variant before. I looked at your previous testing from 2016 and it was also present on that test, not sure why it was overlooked. I’ve consulted with a few colleagues of mine to get their take,” he paused resting his arms on the desk watching Jared’s expression, “Mr. Page, I didn’t ask you to come in to upset you, I prefer to keep my clients in the loop if anything unusual does present with their testing. It’s possibly something that's genetically unique to you and affects nothing. I’d like to run a Tunel test, it’s a sperm chromatin structure analysis, it’ll give us more information to work with.”

Jared fidgeted, desperately wanting to chew on his fingers, “Umm…okay.”

“Good, it's not invasive at all, we just need some more sperm.” Dr. Rodgers says.

~~~

Jensen was stumbling around the kitchen working on his first cup of coffee when Jared walked in carrying a box from his favorite bakery.

“Those aren’t what I think they are?” Jensen asks as Jared sits the box down on the counter. He opens the lid inhaling the scent of decadent cinnamon roll goodness before pulling out one and taking a huge bite moaning pornographically, “Babe, whatever I did to warrant these remind me to do it again,” he says with his mouthful.

Jared chuckles as his mate continues making obscene noises before bending down taken a bit from the other side earning warning snarl.

“You are so not a morning person.” Jared chided sliding the box over to retrieve his own taking it setting down at the island bar pulling a chunk off.

“You wanna share what’s rattling around in that big head of yours?” Jensen inquires. Jared chews slowly before answering. “I got a call from the clinic, something showed up in my test.”

Jensen snapped fully alert, his roll forgotten, and sat down next to him, “Jared, what’s wrong? Are you sick?”

Jared fiddled with his roll, pulling it apart, “No, not that I’m aware of but they found something off and don’t know what it is. Dr. Rodgers said it’s probably nothing but wanted to run another test to see if he can figure out what it is what if something is wrong and turns out I was the reason Genevieve couldn’t get pregnant I don’t know if I can handle it the possibility of not being able to have pups I’ve wanted them for so long I can’t imagine our lives...”

“Jared,” Jensen sharpness interrupts Jared’s incessant rambling, making him go quiet, “I know you want to go to the worst possible outcome but let’s wait till all the tests are back. If it’s something, we’ll deal, we always do.”

***

August 3rd

“Jen, move your ass, were gonna be late!” Jared bellows from downstairs.

“I’m coming...dammit!” Jensen cursed as he tripped over the boxes left sitting by the bottom step. “You need to get the rest of this shit out of the way, about killed myself again!”

“I’ll stay up tonight moving the rest of this fucking shit if you’ll get a fucking move on!”

The sniping at each other had gotten worse since the house renovations were barely completed before heading back to Vancouver.

Jensen moved his music studio into the newly created space in the basement from the former guest quarters, now relocated to the spacious pool house. The empty upstairs rooms were converted into the eventual nursery/kids rooms with a Jack and Jill bathroom between them.

“You better start watching your goddamn language cause the last thing we need is for our kids to have a trash mouth like…don’t roll your eyes at me!” Jared threw his arms up in disgust before storming out to the garage getting in Jensen’s truck. They drove to the clinic in silence.

They were flying out tomorrow to quarantine for two weeks before resuming shooting on the eighteenth. Then the clinic called their tests were back and Jared didn’t want to wait till they got back for the results.

After their temperature check they were immediately escorted to the doctor’s office finding him already there. “Mr. Bonham, Mr. Page, pleasure to see you, please have a seat.” They sit next to each other not touching. “Is there something wrong gentleman?”

“Why do you ask?” Jensen barks, “Fuck man, don’t be rude!” Jared bit back earning a glare that makes most sane people back away from Jensen.

“Gentleman, no need to fight. It may surprise you but I actually see a lot of hostility between my clients. I’m sure the added stress of the quarantine while trying to start a family is putting your Alpha instincts more on edge, is it not?”

Jensen sighed, “I’m sorry sir, I was raised better.”

Jared gave an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry too sir, and you're right.”

“I’ve been doing this for a long time and understand the situation from your side, my wife and I had trouble conceiving. We ended up having two sets of twins within three years, now that’s stress.”

Jensen blinked, “And I thought mine were a handful.”

Dr. Rodgers laughed, “They are a blessing but honestly, it’s an absolute madhouse at times. So, let’s get back to you two. Mr. Bonham, everything looks good, you are in the top percentile when it comes to mobility and live sperm count for your age group. One of the advantages of being an Alpha, unlike us poor Betas who’s diminish with age.”

“Mr. Page, I also have your results and the Tunel tests which turned out to be something.. unique.”

Jared eyes widened as he paled, his breath hitching, feeling his stomachs spastic tightening making him about vomit. He knew it, he knew something was going to go wrong, his brain didn’t lie to him this time.

Jensen was out of his chair and utilizing his Alpha strength turned Jared’s towards him before kneeling between his legs reaching up to firmly grip the sides of his head forcing him to focus on him opens up his side of their bond he’d shut the other day when they were arguing to gauge how bad this one was.

“Hey Hey, concentrate on me, I need you to breathe with me,” he held Jared’s gaze for several minutes as their breathing cinqued up, feeling him relaxing.

“There you go big guy. It wasn’t that bad, focus on your breathing okay.” Jared nodded embarrassed as Dr. Rodgers sat a bottle of water in front of him, “Do you need me to get you anything else?”

“No, he’s fine, thank you,” Jensen answers, getting up retaking his chair as Jared took a long drink from the bottle, “he’s usually more aware of these attacks but since the damn lock-downs.” Jensen shook his head in disgust, “We're heading back to Vancouver tomorrow to finish our sh..job before his new one starts late October. I guess it’s really hitting us both that it's finally ending.”

“Mr. Ackles, you can say show,” Jared and Jensen stare at him in surprise, “my daughters are fans, I know more about the Winchester brothers than a man my age should.” Dr. Rodgers ruminates, “Mr. Page, are you ready for me to continue?” Jared nodded as Jensen wrapped both of his hands around his free one.

“After I received the results I spoke with a specialist in Alpha genetics. They looked at all your tests and came back with a conclusion I’ve never heard of before.” The doctor laid a printout on the desk, “This is a visual aid to help me in explaining.”

“Chemoattactants are what a female's egg releases to attract the sperm to it. You know how it works from there; sperm meets egg, sperm penetrates egg and viola, fertilization. Alphas sperm has evolved allowing them to inseminate all three sub-genders, whereas male Omegas sperm is sterile since they possess both sets of reproductive organs but only need to utilize one.”

The doctor sets all three of Jared’s tests and the normal example on his desk for them to see, “This chromatin structure you carry Mr. Page,” he points to the highlighted section, “has altered so that the eggs of Alphas and Betas are chemorepellent to your sperm, rejecting fertilization.”

Jared sat still-shocked, blankly staring at the results lying before him, vaguely feeling Jensen reaching across their bond again. “Does this mean he’s...infertile?” He can hear Jensen hesitant inquiry, like he's standing across a vast chasm.

“In conventional terms, yes. This is the reason you were unable to conceive with your previous spouse, being a Beta, and there is still no medical intervention available that would have helped. What’s unique is his sp...”

Jared was numb. His dreams of a little Padackles tearing around their home had literally been salt and burned before his eyes with those test results.

In the recesses of his attention he’s aware of the continuing conversation around him, the longer it goes on, the more his brain is tuning out.

~~~

The first thing he becomes aware of are fingertips caressing his face, softly wiping away wetness damping his cheeks. Slowly blinking the blurry shape in front of him comes into focus.

Jensen is sitting in front of him. More accurately, he’s sitting cross legged in between his own splayed legs on the floor. Jared frowns as his senses are coming back online.

He was sitting on the chair that’s now off to his right so how did he end up with his back against the desk?

“You passed out,” Jensen answers his unspoken question, “and scared the ever-living shit out of me! I thought you were having an aneurysm the way your eyes rolled back into your big head!”

“I..I..don’t know what happened, I was looking at the results, you were asking questions..then nothing.”

“Stress Jared, you are completely stressed out and it's fucking with your illness!” He opens his mouth, “No, I’m not done so be quiet.” Jensen’s voice dropped with his Alpha tone overlaying it,

“Between that final script having you nuts all year, this quarantine fucking up your meds, dealing with your businesses shutdowns, getting Walker started, you had to add pushing for pups, it’s no wonder you couldn’t handle the doctor explanation of...”

“Explanation of what?” Jared lashes back in own Alpha voice, leaning forward into Jensen’s space, his eyes flashing red, “That I’m infertile, sterile, shooting blanks..”

“Shut that fucking mouth for two minutes or I swear I’ll deck you.” Jensen’s normally warm green eyes bleed into a fierce red, becoming hard.

Jared’s mouth snapped shut in surprise. They had gotten into plenty of arguments over the years, gotten in each other’s faces a few times but this was a first. Jensen had never, ever threatened physical harm.

Well, somewhat that time Misha set him off during a panel and he went for him afterwards. Misha stupidly goaded him again before Jensen gave him a shove, ordering him to cool off before he had to do something.

Jensen’s jaw ticked as he mentally counted to ten, “Dr. Rodgers said that you couldn’t impregnate another Alpha or Beta right?”

“Right.”

“The part you zoned out is that your sperm wants to only fertilize an Omega’s eggs.”

Sighing heavily, Jensen crawls over a leg to sit against the desk next to him. Jared pulls his legs up and wraps his arms around them, resting his chin on his knees processing this information as Jensen reaches over and gently rubs his hand in random patterns over his back.

They had mutually agreed on a Beta donor. Now this threw a wrench in the plans.

“Maybe this is a sign we’re rushing into this again. Let’s take a step back and consider all our options.” Jared’s muscles stiffened under his hand.

“I’m not considering anything else and I’m not stopping.”

“Wait...what?”

Jared lifted his head, “I’m not considering anything else and I’m not stopping. I realize this isn’t what you want so don’t worry, I’m not gonna hold you to our agreement.”

Jensen exhaled sharply knowing when Jared spoke in that tone, that was it, end of discussion, mind made up.

Jared gets up, “I’m going to find Dr. Rodgers and see if he's still willing to help me. If you want to leave, go. I’ll get an Uber when I’m done.” He walks out quietly shutting the door behind him.

“Fuck!” Jensen closed his eyes thumping his head back against the desk. He knew he had screwed up and there was only one way to make it right.

***

Jensen asked Jared to let him stay, he was wrong for saying that and he'd be open to one of the Omegas as a possible donor too. Jared wasn’t completely appeased but he was happy Jensen didn’t take the out given him.

The three candidates were smart, attractive, lovely scented Omegas in their twenties that any Alpha looking for a prospective mate would seriously consider, leaving Jensen wanting something else.

“I like aspects of all three Jay, but honestly, I'm not feeling it with any of them.”

“Maybe you’ve reached the stage you’re looking for more substance, less aesthetic.”

“Did you just call me old?” Jensen gaped at his husband.

Before Jared responds, Dr. Rodgers enters, “I see from your expression Mr. Bonham that you haven’t decided on a candidate.”

“It’s not that I didn’t like any of them, there isn’t a..”

“Connection. It’s normal, just because your Alpha doesn’t mean you..desire every Omega you cross paths with. With some it takes time to find the right one.” He looks at his watch.

“We’re at the end of our appointment but I have one more donor I’d like you to meet today. She’s doesn’t exactly fit your personal physical preferences but this omega is...special..and she’s willing to be the surrogate too.”

The doctor opens the door gestures to someone. They stand up to greet her and as she enters they are enveloped by her piquant scent.

“Mr. Page and Mr. Bonham, this is Quinn.”

***

tbc

Part III

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