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What Are These

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Summary:  Marshall comes to pick up his son

Pairings:  Walter Marshall X Ex wife!Reader (Bitty Bean)

Rating:  umm

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  650

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You hear a knock on the door, and your son is already running to the front.  Opening the door wide, and he jumps in his dad’s arms giving him a big hug.  “Shep, why don’t you go pack while I talk to your mother.”

“Oooh, you’re in trouble.”

“No, she’s not.  Just been too busy to talk to her.  Go on.  You’re staying with me a full week,” Sheply runs up to his room before Marshall ever takes a seat at the bar.  You go ahead and poor him a glass of fresh lemonade.  His eyes looking at the most recent artwork of your son’s on the fridge.  “So how’s it going?”

“Fine.”

“You like working for Mrs. Drysdale?”

“I told you last time that you asked it was fine and I enjoyed it.  So why don’t you say, what you really want,” you slide over the glass and sit across from him, and he offers you a big smile, mumbling out a nothing.  “You asked our son to go pack.  You wanted to talk to me privately, so talk.”

“Don’t give him the muffin,” you raise up an eyebrow at him confused.  “Not yet anyways.”

“Are we talking about a pastry or my muffin?  Because we’re divorced Marshall.  Whoever I give my muffin to, is my business.  When and if someone meets our son, that’s when it becomes slightly more your business.  But as long as we’ve known each other, I would hope that you would know, I have decent judgement on who meets Shep.”

“I was talking about both the pastry and your...muffin.”

“Just because you’ve worked for the family for years, does not mean that you know all about them.  Owin isn’t really a Drysdale.  You know why we didn’t work out, Walt?” those dark blue eyes roll up to meet yours.  “You were so consumed in that job, you couldn’t bother to come home to your wife and son.”

“They needed me.”

“The woman never left the house.  And when she did you were out in public for what?  An hour.  Admit you stayed, because they paid well.  That’s how you afforded us this house, and why you still won’t let me take over the mortgage.  And yes, I know it’s paid for now.  And I appreciate you being thoughtful towards our son.  We always get along, so don’t let the possibility of me going on a date ruin our relationship.  We were always better off as friends.  Our son is happier because we can be civil towards one another.  And before you ask, Owin isn’t aware of who I was married to, or even that I have a child.  He hasn’t got the muffin yet to know.”

“I’m sorry.  That was outta line.”

“You should date,” he rolls his eyes at you.  “You should.  You’re a great guy.  A good father, when you were there, a good husband.  You just need a woman to swipe you off your feet and make you want to shut off at appropriate times.”

“She’s gotta be able to put up with another family, and you, and Shep, too.”

“Ahh, the secret but not so secret family.  If it’s something you want, you could do it.  I don’t want to be single forever.  I want a life with someone.  I want more kids, and you don’t.  And let me worry about my muffins.  I’m also confused on how you know about the muffin deal?”

He laughs, his hand rubbing across his beard, “That family does not know how to be quiet.  Nothing about you, but Owin and the new girl that he’s got his eyes on.  And how she’s been making him chase, and he’s not had tail in months.  All because she won’t give him a blueberry muffin,” the ding of the oven goes off, and you pull out a batch of muffins.  Placing them in front of Marshall.  “What are these?” he asks you with a grin.

“Blueberry muffins.”

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[georgiapeach30513]

Please can we have a little Owin x BB something Jen? ☺️ -🦋

Yes!! We haven't seen much of these two have we. So last we saw them they were on their first date, and she laid it out on the line with Owin. BB knows exactly what she wants, and she's making sure that he knows where she stands.

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Won’t Be So Bad

Summary: you’re tired of waiting

Pairings: Owin X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, size kink, praise kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.5K

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Dating Owin was exciting. He was always ready to go do something. Never pressured you for sex. Never even questioned about when he would meet Sheply. While things were going great with him, meeting your precious son was something completely different.

Owin didn’t even feel jealous when you had to decline a date because you were going to spend time with your son. Wasn’t bothered by yours and Marshall’s continued co-parenting relationship. Or the fact that the two of you, were quite close.

He’d just shrug letting you know it was good to be that way. Sometimes you forget his best friend had a difficult time doing just that with her ex.

You weren’t looking for a step dad for Shep. Or a replacement because his and Marshall’s relationship was great. And better since the divorce. Things flowed. They were comfortable.

But to say you were tired yourself of getting blue balls. Even when the two of you were making out, and you could feel the weight of his cock on your thigh, he never initiated sex. It was quite a confusing time.

But that night, as the two of you come barreling through the door, arms and hands connecting to who knows. You pull off his clothes, and he tries to stop you, “I want this.”

“You have to say it. Explicitly.”

“That’s what you were waiting on?” you want to laugh because you’re so sexually frustrated, but then you want to squeeze this man.

“I have never waited this long. Usually it’s the first…”

“I want you to fu…” you stop because it sounds crass, and not at all what you want him to do you. “I want you. And I want to have sex with you.”

“As you wish,” scooping your body up, he looks around the house. And you feel like an idiot because he has no idea where your room is.

“Second door on the left.”

While he’s looking, your kissing on every part of his skin. Relishing in the feeling of almost having him.

Gently he lays you on the bed, and he’s the one removing your clothes. Slowly kissing at every new part of exposed skin. He moans when he sees your soft belly. Kissing over your stretch marks from pregnancy. Every part of him undressing you is a sweet tenderness.

When he finally has all of you undressed, but your panties, Owin palms you over the lace thongs. Laying over top of you, so he can slowly kiss along your mouth. “Owin, I want you. I don’t need anymore prep. Just…”

Sitting back on his legs, he starts removing his own clothes, and you reach over for a condom. You had taken a guess as to size, and he gives you a nod of approval. Pulling out an identical one from his pocket.

He doesn’t fully get out of his jeans, before you begin the removal of your panties, and he whimpers of the sight of you exposed before him. His movements become more uneven, and he’s non longer putting on a show. He wants to feel you wrapped around him.

Owin puts the condom on with ease, and you’re happy to know that your man whore of a boyfriend was at least smart. His thick body crawls over you, and he slaps his dick over your slit. Chuckling with every jolted movement you make.

Grabbing the headboard with one hand, he slides through your tight channel. His free hand softly caressing your face, and you let out the tiniest whimper at his satisfied smile. “Owin,” your voice mewls out, making him kiss up your heated skin.

“I know. Shh, just…just breathe.”

Pulling himself out completely, he slowly sinks back into your warmth. His lips aching for any moan that escapes your own. Capturing and swallowing each sound from your mouth.

Owin creates a steady rhythm. Slow and deep, which isn’t hard considering his size. His cock, glorious, and comparable to his body. Thick, heavy, and long. Such a satisfying stretch. A bit of pressure but just the perfect fullness.

Grabbing at his face to look at you, it’s pure love as he ruts into you. A proud smile that you took all of him like a good girl. Smiling in his kisses that he peppers around your face.

“So good,” he moans out, whispering your name on your skin. This was worth the wait. He was worth the wait.

Normally you like to switch up positions, but there is something so right about this. Basic missionary, but feeling his wait over you, his breath as he grunts out his pleasure, the way his hair tickles at your exposed sun, and even watching the care that he takes in making sure that you’re getting as much pleasure as him. His face shows his true intentions, and whether he says it or not, you know it to be true. He’s falling, and just as hard as you are.

“Holy shit,” he growls, grabbing the backboard tightly. “You gonna cum with me?” with a single nod, he stabs into your quicker. Your back arches off the bed, and you scratch down his broad back. Hearing his own whimpers mixed with yours, makes your walls flutter around him.

You watch with a smile when his eyes roll back into his head, “You look so pretty like that Owie,” that did it in. You make a mental note that he like praises. Like those soothing touches of your fingers gliding across his skin. “You did a good job, sweet boy.”

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Waking up the next morning, Owin still sleeps. His soft snores cause his long hair to puff up with every breath, and you know this sweet thing deserves a blueberry muffin and coffee.

Giving him a soft kiss to his forehead you walk downstairs, and get to work. Moving with ease to get the muffins in the oven. It isn’t until you grind the coffee beans that you feel his giant presence behind you, “How did you sleep, Owie?”

“That’s the best sleep I’ve had,” his thick and tall body walks behind you. Pulling up his button up over the swell of your ass, and those mitt sized hands smooth over your backside. Pressing you into the counter, he kisses at your neck, moving the shirt to kiss on your shoulders, his hands roaming through your folds.

“Making blueberry muffins make you this horny?” you only sigh at his motions, “No wonder it took you so long to make them for…”

“Mom, what are you doing?”

“Holy shit,” you yelp, pushing Owin off of you. Shep standing there gawking at the two of you while Marshall gives you a disapproving look.

“I did call, but I see why you didn’t answer,” Owin, drops the shirt over you, thankfully he’s a large man, and it covers everything. But you can’t button up the front fast enough, and then Owin extends his hand to Marshall.

He gives one look to Owin’s hand and shakes his head, “No, thank you. I’m good.”

“Shep, why don’t you take your stuff to your room.”

“You and dad need to ‘talk’, huh?”

“Sheply Alexander Marshall.”

“I’m going. Geeze, I’m the one that’s going to be scarred here.”

You turn and glare at Marshall, “I did call.”

“You knew I had a date.”

“This,” he points between you and Owin, “is more than a date. What’s in the oven. It smells amazing.”

“Blueberry muffins,” Marshall chuckles, and winks at you.

“I should go, but um…you, uh, have my shirt.”

“You can stay. He’s already seen you now. Why are you dropping him off early?”

“Last minute change. Mrs. Baizen and Otto are headed to New York to assist Mr. Baizen with some things.”

“No shit,” Owin giggles. “Your Princess Story book’s body guard. Why are you being so formal? You’ve been with them since before the little man was born. Do you talk like that in front of them?” Marshall scowls but shakes his head no. “Don’t do it in front of me. I love them. Extended family. So this isn’t really awkward? You can join us for muffins and,” looking at the forgotten coffee, he walks over to finish it. “Coffee of course.”

“I can make muffins work. How about you two get some real clothes on. I didn’t expect to meet you and see your nipples the first time,” Marshall shrugs, taking the muffins out of the oven.

As much as you wanted to avoid Owin meeting Shep and even Marshall meeting him, he’s not threatened by either. Recognizing almost immediately that you and Marshall don’t hate each other and do, and will continue to have a relationship. Had made it a point to try and make you at ease with Marshall.

Marshall takes out a cooling muffin, and frowns at you. “Please don’t tell me this is like this for a certain reason.”

“Do not like the perfect muffin?”

“It’s got cream in the middle.”

“Oh my god! Marshall, it’s cream cheese.”

“A plain blueberry muffin is plenty.”

“We were equating blueberry muffins to her ‘muffin’, lucky man, you bet both.”

“You two separate. Owin, get changed. And I forbid the two of you to become besties. Go, now,” you don’t hate it. Confused, maybe. But the fact that Owin held his own with the equally large Marshall. Maybe this won’t be so bad.

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[georgiapeach30513]

Can we have moren of Owin and itty bitty please? I feel like your gonna keep us in suspense like blade and lo

I LOVE these two! And yes, I'm gonna make you wait, and the reason why, is Owin is a soft player. Typically he gets that blueberry muffin, he has a few weeks, maybe a month or two with them, and he's done. BB knows this, she finds him extremely attractive, why wouldn't she? 6'9" thick, tatted, respectful, and he has a things with the kids. But what happens when she somewhat caves?

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Strawberry Muffin, and a Mini Blueberry Muffin

Summary:  Owin missed you

Pairings:  Owin X Bitty Bean

Rating:  cuteness

Warnings: Owin, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  600

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You give a small smirk when you hear Owin’s walk in laughing.  The small package tucked away and ready for him.  He goes and does his quick little flirting with Mrs. Drysdale, before that big body is leaned over the counter, “You didn’t come back yesterday.”

You give him a shrug, “I figured if you were really needing a muffin and coffee you could walk down the steps.”

“Aw, shot right to the heart,” his eyes scan over the display case before he looks at you with a sigh.  “I guess just surprise me with your favorite.  Where’s Vanessa, she always makes sure to have the right muffins.

“Yesterday we had some amazing blueberry muffins,” his mouth drops open a bit, as you grab a strawberry shortcake muffin.  Taking the cup you had set aside just for him, you pour his coffee.  

“I guess I should have walked down the stairs.  It’s not weird me living up there.  Mrs. D, she’s good to me.  We usually have a lunch hour on my days off.  She’s a second mom.  We talk about important things,” he gives you a wink taking his bag and coffee.  “You don’t usually put my muffin in a bag.”

“There’s usually only one muffin,” he rips open that bag so quickly.  Seeing only but a tiny little blueberry muffin.  “I always make mini muffins with leftover batter.  Ellie calls them the baby muffins.  Usually Aster comes by and collects them.”

“This is a...you finally got it,” he takes a quick drink of his coffee, and then those eyes go to look at you oddly.  “You know I always get blonde roast right?” you nod your head.  He takes another drink, his tongue clicking in his mouth.  “Why does this taste...okay, you win this time Itty Bitty Bean.  Next time don’t put sugar in my coffee,” popping the entire mini muffin in his mouth he exaggerates a moan, “I bet this is even better full size, but imagine it giant sized.  The bigger the better.  I’ll let you know about this inferior berry muffin tomorrow.”

Turning to leave, you can’t help but smile at the giant man.  Even more so knowing that he has a fluffy kitty cat.  “How about tomorrow you give him a blueberry muffin.”

“But, Mrs. Drysdale, you said...”

“Trust me on this one.  Owie is a good kid.  But, don’t hurt him.  Be honest with him.  You don’t always have to be so guarded either,” she knows all about your hesitations.  You have to be careful.  Have to be choosy.  Have to fully think things through.  “I saw you melt when you saw him with Ellie.”

“It’s just cause him and Aster are good friends,” you turn to grab a rag, and start wiping things down.

“They are close, but he’s good with kids.  I have a few grandchildren to spare.  While yes, Ellie is his girl, that is her godfather, poor girl she has two godfathers,” she rolls her eyes but looks back at you.  “I told you to be careful because of how he is.  I’m telling you now to give him a muffin.”

“Mrs. Drysdale, what do you know?”

“I know that my Owie loves blueberry muffins.  Make him one with extra crumbles on top.  If you really want to make an impression, heat it up for him.  And this time no sugar in the coffee, don’t change his roast.  But I need you to be completely honest with my boy.  Talk about your expectations, your needs, and your wants.  Even if they’re not all for you.  Just trust me when I tell you, he’s fully invested.”

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[georgiapeach30513]

How does the meeting of owin and his itty bitty bean go down!!!😍

ITTY BITTY BEAN!! So, Kitten and Owin usually have a bit of a back and forth. He's such a flirt and has made his way through a few baristas, but Kitten really likes Bitty Bean.

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Black Coffee & Blueberry Muffins

Summary:  you meet Owin Apollo Everett-Levinson

Pairings:  Owin X Reader

Rating:  black coffee

Warnings: Owin’s big tall body, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  750

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You hear the bell of the coffee shop, and look quickly over rolling your eyes at the gigantic man. You hadn’t officially met him, nor did you care to. The other baristas had warned you, told you about his hulking statue and how he lured you in with that sweet smile, but not to trust it.

It’s true the man was massive, his head ducking down a bit to walk through the door, and you have to quickly look away. His eyes shining, and a bright smile looking at the owner of the shop. You will not fall victim to his charm and good looks.

“Mrs. D! How is everything going gorgeous,” Owin’s booming voice reverberates throughout the shop, causing several of the patrons to look over at him.

“Shh, not so loud, Bear.”

“Just gotta let everyone know who my best girl is,” she gives him an eye roll, continuing to do inventory. The two of you had worked closely together on keeping tabs on what the best sellers were. And she always listens to your ideas for the menu. Ready to change some things up in the stuffy shop.

“Not your best girl, Owie,” she sighs starting to walk away.

“Oh, Mrs. D, don’t be like that. You know the only reason I come in here is to see your beautiful face.”

“Doesn’t have anything to do with my baristas, free coffee, or your morning muffin?” Owin starts to stutter at her. “Uh huh, that’s what I thought. Get your black coffee and blueberry muffin. And I’ll see you this weekend?”

“Yeah about that,” he looks up from her, and spots you. Quickly you turn and busy yourself with the espresso machine. She turns to see where his gaze went, those long legs already starting to carry him towards you, and her body goes to jump in front of him in protest.

“No, don’t you dare. You leave that one alone. I want to keep her.”

“Me, too.”

“Owin, no! You stop your whoring ways and leave my employee alone.”

“Mrs. D, I can’t. But let’s start with how she makes my coffee.”

“Owin Apollo! You stop this nonsense right now. I’ll start making you pay for your coffee,” he gives her a shrug, his body still walking over to you. Nervously you start picking at your apron. Trying to think of a reason to go in the back. “I’ll get you a date with someone else. There’s a pretty girl that comes in here all the time, gets a peach tea.”

“Tea?” he scoffs looking down at the woman. “I can’t be with someone that drinks tea. You know I judge a woman by the caffeine she drinks. That’s why we get along. Only the finest coffee for the finest woman in all the land,” she rolls her eyes giving him a final warning. “You’re the finest woman in all the land Mrs. D!” he shouts as she walks towards the children’s area to straighten it up.

“What did you call my Kitten?”

“Ransom, I, uh, well…I didn’t know you were here,” even though Owin is a force to be reckon with, towering over the older man, there’s still a fear for Ransom Drysdale. “She is beautiful, you’re a lucky man.”

“I know. Don’t forget it. And for Pete’s sake, find your women somewhere besides the café, it’s weird.”

He doesn’t listen. He walks up to the counter, clearing his throat, and gives you a bright beaming smile. You won’t. You can’t. You like this job. “Hey, Itty Bitty,” it’s quick, but his tongue flicks out to lick his lips, bringing the succulent bottom lip in to bite. “I just need a black coffee to go, and why don’t you pick me out a muffin?”

His large fingers tap on the counter, eyes still following you as you gather up a pumpkin muffin to hand to him. “Hmm, we’ll try again tomorrow.”

“What does that mean?”

“The pumpkin one isn’t my favorite,” he says walking out the door.

“Hey you forgot to pay!”

Mrs. Drysdale steps behind the counter and taps your shoulder, “That’s one of my strays. He doesn’t pay as long as that’s all he gets,” she hands a you twenty dollar bill and you look at it oddly, “He tips well. Oh, his favorite is the blueberry muffin. Don’t give him one.  Once you give him one, he thinks you’ve figured him out, and he’ll ask you on a date.”

You take the bill out of her hands, and she gives you an odd look, “You got any ideas for some different muffins?” she asks with a wink. Note to self, don’t give Owin the blueberry muffin, because that man is trouble.

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Have Fun Friday

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Summary:  You give Owin a blueberry muffin

Pairings:  Owin X BB

Rating:  floof

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  500

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You nervously take a deep breath and look up at the clock.  Feeling stupid that you know his schedule.  You know that the giant man is about to come in any minute now.  You made sure that the blonde roast was piping hot.  Made sure to make an extra special giant blue berry muffin just for him, and now you’re waiting.  Waiting and nervous.

Mrs. Drysdale gives you a soft smile before finishing up inventory.  ‘Ignoring’ you, but she’s really not.  She’s watching you aimlessly try to make yourself look busy.  Hearing that bell and that loud boisterous laugh you take a deep breath.

His eyes move over the display excited at what he sees, but he’ll never say it.  “So itty bitty, what is on the menu for today?”

“Uh, we have blueberry muffins, pumpkin muffins, strawberry cheesecake, and morning glories.  What would you prefer?” 

You only see a slight hitch in him.  Wanting to request what he really wants, but also wanting to see if you can guess.  “Surprise me.  I’ll have my regular coffee too.”

You pour him his coffee, and pull out a bag from under the counter to set on the table, “Have a nice day Owin.”

That thick finger taps on the counter, and he gives you a smile, “Why did you bring a bag from under there?”

“Open it up.”

Without removing his eyes from your face, those tatted hands delicately open up the bag, and then he looks down into it.  “That’s a giant blueberry muffin isn’t it?”

“You’re a giant man, aren’t you?”

He takes a long drink of his coffee, and sighs at the taste “What are you doing Friday night?” you did not expect that to change gears so quickly.  “Morning.  Tomorrow morning.  What are you going?  Doing.  What are you doing?” he stutters out.

“You know I’m working.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, Bitty Bean!”

“Quit calling me that Owin.”

“Make sure to wear something nice tomorrow!  Mrs. D, you look completely ravishing today,” he informs her before walking out of the coffee shop, leaving you looking after him with a furrowed brow.

Confused.  To say that you weren’t, would be a complete lie.  You look around the counter unsure of what to think.  “He’s playing your game now,” she winks at you.

“I gave him the muffin, and the right coffee.  I don’t understand.”

She goes to add some beans to the grinder, pointing at them to Vanesa before pulling you into the back.  “You didn’t think he’d get a blueberry muffin and then he just asks you out did you?”

“Well, this has been going on for months now.”

“This is new to him.  He started to ask you out, and then retracted it.  Give him time to navigate this.  He’s interested, but don’t hurt my boy.  You have all the power over him now.  But do wear something nice.  It’s Marshall’s weekend.”

“How did you know that?  Mrs. Drysdale?”

“He works for my daughter.  He has for many years now, he’s became a fixture in our lives, along with Shep.  Owin is no Marshall.  He has a cat that he cuddles up next, too.  He’s my granddaughter’s godfather.  He’s a family friend, and they’ve all been good to us.  He’s not Marshall though.  He wants a family, and you want him.  Have fun Friday.”

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Ugh Owin just makes me smile! Our big softy! And how cute is he with Ellie?! I need some more Owin in my life

Ugh!! You just have NO idea how soft that man is! There's a reason why he hangs around the Drysdale's so often, they have kids. Him and Aster are quite close. During her partying days after her and Scott got a divorce, he was her keeper. Kept her safe, and even dragged her ass out of the club a few times. He is in fact Ellie's godfather.

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Blueberry Lemon Muffins

Summary:  Owin is sick

Pairings:  Owin X BB

Rating:  one fluffy cat

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  800

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You look at the clock again, while it isn’t unusual for him to come later, it is nearly noon, and there’s no sign of the giant man.  You then check your watch, thinking that maybe, just maybe there’s something wrong with the clock.  There’s not.

While you still have Mrs. Drysdale here, you need to ask.  Walking over to her, as she restocks the shelves, her body turns giving you a quick hey, “Uh, is everything okay with Owin?  He’s normally came in by this time.”

She looks you up and down with a smile, and continues to stock.  “Yeah, uh, he’s not feeling great today.  Said he is going to make coffee from home.  And he has a pack of blueberry muffin mix,” you turn up your nose in disgust, and she fully turns to face you.  “No.”

“What?”

“Don’t fall for that boy’s muscles and charm.  No.”

“If he’s sick though, wouldn’t some comfort be nice?” she shakes her head no, looking over to what you have in the display case.

“Uh-uh.  Nope.  What kind of muffins are those in the front?”

“Blueberry...”

“Are you serious?” her hands plant on her hips, but you didn’t get to finish.

“Blueberry and lemon.”

She takes a deep breath looking around the café.  It’s one of the slower days of the week, and everyone is here.  She walks over and starts packing him up coffee to go, and a treat bag full of things.  “Don’t judge me.  That kid, is like one of my own.  He’s Iris’s cousin.  Really the only one she has.  Here,” she hands you the large bag of pastries, and even a sandwich and chips.  “Take this, his coffee, and here’s the address.  Hurry before I change my mind.”

“Mrs. Drysdale, is this really the address?” she gives you a quick nod, before you walk to the back, and up the stairs to the loft.  You knew there was a loft apartment above the coffee shop, you just didn’t realize that it was Owin that lived up there.  

Giving a timid knock on the door, you can hear him grunt on the other side, and you beat a bit louder.  “This better be important...” he pauses looking down at you on his front steps.  “What do I the pleasure itty bitty bean?”

“I hate when you call me that.  Mrs. Drysdale said you weren’t feeling well, so she created a little care package of food for you, along with some coffee.  It appears, you’re feeling fine though,” you comment, but he reaches over to grab the bag from you.

Opening the brown paper bag as he turns to walk inside, “Well, come on,” his giant body plops down onto the couch, and he pulls out the first thing on top.  “Finally,” he moans, taking a bit of the muffin, “What is this?” his mumbles as he chews the muffin.  Thinking to himself that he almost had you, but this still isn’t it.  Almost had that moment of you finally getting it right.  

“It’s a blueberry and lemon muffin.  I find that the lemon enhances the flavor of the blueberry.”

“Yeah, I could see why you would think that.  But there is something special about an original blueberry muffin this was...”

“Ah,” your voice screams as you stumble backwards when a ball of fluff attacks you.

“Chloe, you’ve got to stop jumping on strangers,” that large body walks closer to you, and picks the fluffy thing up, and cradles it like a baby.  “This is my puss, Chloe.  She can be a bit of a bitch sometimes, but believe it or not, that jumping on you is how she says hey, huh pretty girl?  You just wanted to tell the tiny barista that you like her.”

“Why do you want to call me a tiny little barista?”

“Oh, I don’t know, it has nothing to do with me being over a foot taller than you.  However, I apologize for poking fun of the vertically challenged.  It’s a way of showing my approval.  See, puss, is a bitch, but look at her.  She is the sweetest most loving fluffy floof I ever did see.  Plus, she’s a ragamuffin.  How fun is that to say?” Popping his lips to pretend to kiss at the cat, he gives you an odd look.  “Shouldn’t you be getting back?  Or you gonna stare at my puss?”

“Oh, right.  Yes.  Big beefy man with little fluffy cat, threw me off.”

“Big beefy man with the fluffy puss.  You gonna start making house calls?  It was my day off today.  I just wanted to lounge around and not go anywhere,” he gives you a little wink, and you realize now that Mrs. Drysdale had been lying to you.  “The uh, lemon blueberry muffins are delicious, but I can think of something even better.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow Owin.”

“I’m off tomorrow too.  Maybe, just maybe, you could bring me some more muffins.  Different flavor please.”

“We’ll see Owin,” you respond calling back to him.

“Thanks for coming to see me!  Tell Mrs. D she looks beautiful today.  I saw her get out of the car.”

“Bye Owin!”

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Second Generation Honeymoons

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Owin & BB: Portugal

Listen, all Owin wants to do is spoil his Bitty Bean, and spoil you he does!  He had to ask his mom and second mom, Mrs. D what would be the perfect location for him, and they both said Portugal.  Owin loves the outdoors.  He has a ton of energy and is always going.

It’s a beautiful location, so much history, lots to do outside, but still nothing is more beautiful than his BB.  The day is ALL about exploring.  The night time....Owin is a big boy, and he doesn’t have a problem taking care of you, but sometimes, he wants you to take care of your big boy!  It’s why it took him longer to settle.  He needed him a woman, not a girl, and someone who would spoil him with affection.

I’m not saying that there wasn’t some late mornings, early afternoons, because there definitely was.  And man did you not enjoy spoiling every inked up inch of that BIG boy.

Joshua & Emy: Bali

These two!  It’s like they were destined to be together.  Children of lifelong best friends.  They even would vacation, and do holidays together.  Here’s a secret, Emilia Joy Rogers has always had a crush on Joshua Buchanan Barnes.  He was her Carter, but she never said much.  But to be fair, almost everyone crushed on Joshua, he’s a cutie and a sweetheart.

These two tried to deny their love for one another, claimed it was just sex (isn’t that how most of these couples start?) but it always something deeper.  Joshua saw her interning at his dad’s practice, and he became smitten.  Emy was an awkward teen that turned into a bombshell, and she knew it!  

They love traveling, they’ve had a lot of sex, so their honeymoon was more about the traveling, trying out foods, hiking, doing touristy things, but also seeing what the locals enjoy.  Visiting the hot springs, and the elephants!  Emy became a kindred spirit with the elephants.  Emy is a foodie, and she turned her picky man into one.  Ugh, I know we haven’t seen much from them, but they’re ADORABLE.

Beau & Bunny: American Road Trip

What else would these two do besides see the United States?  They loaded up the bus, and set out cross country.  Vibing to some Stevie and/or Fleetwood Mac, swim in different lakes and oceans, see the mountains, and nature.  Arleigh loves the simple beauty in things, and Beau loves Arleigh.

They didn’t have a plan, which somewhat drove Beau nuts.  He’s a planner and a saver, so when they took the three and half months to see all fifty states, they did just that.  At this point these two were so entuned with each other.  Were together for over six years before getting married.  

They tried all kinds of local foods, woke up with the sun, got all freckle faced, and sun kissed, skinny dipped, fell asleep in each others arms, and enjoyed calling each other Mr. and Mrs. Adler.

Eva & Harry & Kira: Philippines

Okay, so this throuple...Harry met his match with Eva and Kira.  Kira is almost like their little doll.  Don’t let her small size, and somewhat meek personality fool you, Jake and Yelena would never raise a daughter that couldn’t take care of her own.  But Harry and Eva love seeing her in all the pretty things.  Most of their luggage was different clothes and bathing suits for her.

Eva is the Dom in this relationship.  She is the caregiver, and she’s the one that keeps her puppy Harry in line.  We know he’s a bit of a flirt, and sometimes doesn’t know when to shut up, Eva shuts him up, by shoving his face in Kira’s tits, or her cunt.  Edging is her game when it comes to Harry, pup needs to know his place.

Their honeymoon was all about the water, and lounging.  Eva is a police officer, Harry is a game streamer, and Kira will become a stay at home mom.  She loves watching her puppy try to breed Kira like a bitch in heat.  They love just watching Kira lay in the sun, randomly getting her body wet to cool down, and they both struggle to keep their hands off of her.  She’s the soft one in the relationship, she can Dom, but it’s not her favorite, she’d rather be the true sub, while Harry is a switch....they’re going to have so much fun with their pup.

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Second Generation Easter: Pt 2

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Bitty Bean

The first Easter with Owin was going to be a weird one.  He always went to the Drysdale’s, and your ex husband worked for them, and it just so happened, that it was his Easter, and they had invited him to bring Sheply to the estate for the egg hunt.

Owin was also working late, but you knew the best way to greet him.  Giving you a text that he was almost to the loft, you lean over the counter, wearing one of his giant shirt, and see through panties.  Lifting that shirt to uncover your rear, you arch your back, hearing him unlocking the door.  Owin takes two steps into the loft, and sees his favorite ass.

“Bitty Bean,” he takes a deep breath, those large hands roaming over the swells of your ass.  “This is the best thing to come home to.”

“How about you take a nap, and then we’ll head...”

“I will not be taking a nap, unless you’re fucking me to sleep.”

Spinning around, you start palming him over his sweat pants.  That giant man of yours, eyes give a little flutter.  “How about you be a good boy, and let me use your body, to relax you, Owie.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“And if you’re real sweet to me, I’ll send you those pictures I took earlier.”

“What pictures?” you cock up an eyebrow, pushing him back into the bedroom, while Chloe stretches out over the couch.  “Did you have on these panties?”

“In some of them,” pushing him back on the bed, you greedily start freeing his giant cock.  “Some of them I’m completely naked.”

“I’ll be a good boy.”

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Arleigh

Arleigh is a simple girl.  She has no need for bras, and Beau has no problem, with grazing over her braless chest.  But Beau’s favorite part of his Bunny is her ass.  Easter is also a perfect holiday for his sweet bunny, but he got the surprise of a lifetime their first Easter together.

Arleigh nervously kept spinning around in the mirror.  Smoothing down her dress, and telling herself that you couldn’t see it, only to be paranoid that you could.  “Bun, what cha doin?” he asks giving her a kiss to her cheek.  “Your ass looks fine.”

That was all the confirmation she needed.  The whole time they had a small lunch with her family, she was worried.  Scared that Owin would try to fling her over his shoulder, or do something stupid.  Afraid that her dad would notice, because he sees things like that, but no one ever did.

It wasn’t until they had went to the Drysdale’s, and Beau runs his arm down her back, “Bunny?” he asks with a smirk.

“Yes, B?”

“Bathroom, now.”

“Beau.”

“Now,” he growls on her neck, and she starts to scurry in front of him.  Pretending they’re grabbing something inside, only to be stopped by Blade.

“Bathroom on the second floor.  Take a right at the top of the stairs, third door on the left.  Good luck.”

“He knows,” she answer nervously.

“He knows, I’m about to fuck you in a bathroom, not that you’ve got a tail.”

“Beau...I feel stupid,” she gives a whine, when he closes the door behind him.  The bathroom was secluded, and of course, most people would be using first floor bathrooms.

He pulls her little dress up, and moans at the sight before him.  “No...me likey this.  Dammit.  Bunny, you look hot.  Your ass looks incredible, and I want to have sex with you right now.”

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Posie

Posie never got a honeymoon after her wedding.  There was a lot going on.  Never got into lingerie, because it wasn’t necessary, Jax found her sexy no matter what she had on, and was just concerned with getting it off of her.  So when Story pulls Posie aside, and into a room that was never used, Posie looks at her aunt confused.

“First Easter as a family.”

“Yep, can I go back to my husband and daughter?”

“I got you something,” she says handing over a small bag.  “Open it.”

Posie takes one look into it, and sees the innocent and girly piece, and stuffs it back in the bag.  “No.  Absolutely not.”

“Trust me.  There’s power in the right lingerie.  You’ve got a bad boy, that loves how lovely, pretty, and sweet you are.  Just try it.  Thank me later.”

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Posie stares at herself in the mirror, tying the little bow, before she starts to just take it off.  Feeling completely ridiculous, until Jax opens the bathroom door, and just stares at her.  “I’m taking it off.”

“Why?”

“It’s silly,” Jax just shakes his head, his eyes still roaming over his wife’s body.  “Stop.”

“Is this not the reaction you wanted?  Spin around,” Posie slowly spins around, and Jax becomes even weaker with every angle he sees of her.  “I wanna take it off,” he whispers stopping her when she’s back to facing him.  “That is, after I slowly,” his fingers connect to the string at her top, as he slowly pulls the bow undone.  “Make out with my beautiful wife.  Where the hell did this come from,” his hand pulls her back into the bedroom, as his boxer clad self scoots onto the bed.

“I need you on top.  I need a front row seat to this.”

“Jaxy, stop.”

“Absolutely not.  This...wow...we have a plan,” she gives him a questioning look, “Posie, I want to fuck a baby in so bad right now.”

“We have plan.”

“I know.  How reliable are IUDs?”

“Pretty good, why?”

“Dammit,” Posie crawls over his body, giving him a mock face of disappointment.  “Can we take it out.”

“We have a plan.  Daisy isn’t even a year.”

“We’re married though.  I seriously, want to keep you stuffed full of my babies.  Posie, please.  Give me six months, with no IUD, you wearing things like this and if I don’t get you pregnant, we’ll stick it back in.”

“Don’t make me deals when I’m horny,” her body grinds over his abs, and with the sheer and thin material, Jax feels just how wet she’s becoming.

“I want it to be our choice.  And I really wanna a baby in you.”

“Jax, please....”

“Please what, Squeakers?  You were so pretty riding on top of me, while you were pregnant.  Had me in your belly always.  So sensitive, and beautiful,” his fingers play with her sensitive nipples.  “Don’t deny it, darling.  My pussy is so sloppy right now.”

“Jaxy...”

“That’s right, Posie.  Make a mess on my abs, and I’ll fuck you so hard, an IUD won’t stop me from fucking a baby in you.”

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I just want to be filled with all things Owin! (Pun intended) I love his soft side! The only reason he’s been a whore is because no one wants him for anything else? Come here Owie, I’ll take good care of you! 😩😩

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Owin's mama raised him right! He is so soft, so very soft and he wants real love. He's got all these people around him that fall in love, and that's what he wants, too.

It's funny you say you'll take care of him. So, I haven't really gone into any backstory off BB, minus the fact that she was married to Walter Marshall and they have a son, Sheply. BB is about seven years older than Owin. She's also a bit thicker of a woman than he usually goes for, which is exactly what he needs! Owin is 27, so she's 35.

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Why do I feel like Owin will become my new fave?! (Not that I still don’t love the others!) Can we get another moodboard of him? Or do you accept mood boards of your characters?

Because Owin is a fun loving flirt, who is a tatted giant and favors Ari? I mean 🤷🏻‍♀️ as long as Bitty Bean can handle his constant flirting with Mrs. D, and hold out on handing him a blueberry muffin, she'll be fine 😂

So here's the mood board I have for the next installment of Owin and his Bitty Bean, but yes, I do accept mood boards of the characters! it helps me get in the mindset of writing them since there's about 500 of them 😂

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I love how Ransom in his salt&pepper days now 👨🏼‍🦳👴🏻makes those youngsters still be afraid of him 😂

And Owin 🥵 that guy is … something… out of this world

Ugh salt and pepper Ransom just makes me 🤤 like his horny teenager self never changes. And he’s got the perfect resting bitch face but is one of the biggest softies there is!!

Owin 😩 like how can you not love a giant that is the biggest cut ups. He genuinely wants to see people smile. He loves women, like he can look at a woman and make her feel special and the most beautiful person in the room. And he’ll be sure to compliment you. But his BB, she’s special. Those two will be going on a date soon, and it’s Marshall’s weekend to have Shep 😏

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Quick question. Are we ever going to see Owin use his firefighting skills? Don’t get me wrong, I love all the fluff. I’m also not opposed to a giant sexy fireman saving the day 😉

Ehh, maybe not in full detail, scenes like that are hard to write. Just to clarify Owin is a Firefighter Paramedic. There will come a time where Owin is off duty, and he may have to use his skills, but will he be able to? That's the real question. Owin is TENDER. Owin loves his family, including the extended family. Now eventually, we may see him be cheeky with BB, and she may be cheeky right back 😉 she has to give him a blueberry muffin before they can propel their relationship. And BB has a secret from Owin, too.

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hi jennnn !!! i realized it’s been a while and i’ve missed you 😞, how are you doing love?

also BB being a milf is so hot 😮‍💨

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I’ve missed you 🍄 I hope that life has been treating you well 🖤 I’ve been good. We’re on a “winter break” and my kids went on vacation with my mom so I have free time 😂

BB is such a milf!! And Owin needed him an older woman, to baby him, and be serious with him. Owin doesn’t know what hit him 🤤

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Owin and Bitty Bean finally got together and Owin was accidentally *ahem* exposed to Shepley and Marshall before an official meet could be arranged.

How are things going with blending the families? Could we start with BB meeting Owin's family? Would Shepley and Marshall have been part of that introduction? (What stage were his sisters at with their SOs at that point?)

Ahh!! I was wondering when people would be asking about Owin and his Bitty Bean! That was not the best meeting of Marshall and Owin, well meeting as his ex-wife's boyfriend. Marshall has worked for the Baizen's since Story was a Drysdale after all. So of course, Marshall was asking EVERYONE about Owin. Story adores him, because he's always been a real one for Aster, well when she started partying. But Owin is so good to Otto and Ellie, and Mrs. D.

Okay, as far as SOs with his siblings, Arleigh and Beau would have been together for nearly five years, and Eva and Kira are in a relationship (they don't pick up their puppy from the pound until a few years later). Arleigh LOVES Bitty Bean, because she saw Owin for who he was. BB took the time to get to know her giant brother, Eva doesn't dislike her, but she doesn't automatically love her like Arleigh. Eva just wants Owin to understand that being with an older woman, and one that has a kid has responsibilities, and the ex will always be apart of his life.

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The Wild Ones

Summary: you meet the Everett-Levinson’s

Pairings:  Owin X BB

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.4K

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“We don’t have to do this yet,” Owin looks at you, almost pleading to back out, but you give him a little knock to his shoulder. “We don’t. Shep, could…well, would Marshall want to have him an extra day.”

“What has gotten into you? It’s just your family.”

“Yes, but,” Owin walks over to pick up Chloe from on top of the fridge, and snuggles into her. Letting Chloe’s purrs soothe him.

“My family is crazy. You should have seen how they were when Arleigh brought a boy,” Owin stops to think about the other sister, and how not much was mentioned about Kira. “Well, maybe it was just Bunny, and maybe it was because it was a boy who is my cousin. But…we should talk to Shep about my parents. I have two dads.”

“Firstly, Owie, Shep is taught to respect everyone,” you spin around so fast, stopping the preparation of your Mac and cheese to look at him. “And secondly, I have already explained your family dynamics. I’m not going to say he won’t have questions, he’s a kid, but he will respect other people’s differences. It’s not that big of a deal. I’ve heard your parents are sickeningly in love.”

“You have no idea. So, we’re doing this?” you give him a nod, and start to ask what the real problem is, but he answers beforehand. “I’ve just never brought a girl, uh woman, to meet my family. I’m protective of them, and I don’t want anyone to judge them. Plus, I’ve never been with anyone long enough.”

“Hey,” you walk up to him, and rub your hand on his cheek, “Behave, and I might let you place that pretty cock in my mouth while you get ready for bed. Misbehave, and I’m afraid, you’re gonna get a spanking.”

“I’m not sure that’s a threat.”

“Owin Apollo, you will behave.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good boy. Now go get dressed. You’re wearing a shirt today,” Owin gives you a small pout, but you just shoo him away to get dressed. Leaving the waiting game on Marshall to drop Sheply off for the week.

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Sheply clings tightly to you, as the three of you walk into Owin’s parents’ home. Good welcoming vibes ooze out of their walls, calming your nerves, and even Shep seems to hold less tightly to you. “My dads are probably out back, but my mom…Ma!”

“What?” his mother’s voice harsh, but when she walks around the corner to see her son, she gives him the biggest smile. “Hey baby. Oh,” she looks at you whispering your name, and you know you give her your own big grin. “I’ve heard so much about you, and Mr. Sheply. Owin says you love LEGOs?”

“Yeah,” he answers meekly.

“Owie, why don’t you take Shep out to the garage, and show him all yours,” he walks past giving his mom a kiss to the cheek. Picking up Shep to throw on his back. “Oh! Owin, easy on the boy’s head, you’re so tall, he may bump the doorframe.”

Owin whispers out another yes ma’am before the two of them head off. “My boy, he’s something, huh?” you can only nod in agreement as you look around their home at the different photos throughout the years. “I never thought I would have kids. Those men outside talked me into it. But I wouldn’t trade my zoo for anything. He’s fond of you, you know?”

“Yeah, I’m fond of him, too, Mrs…”

“Do not call me that. You can call me LP like everyone else,” you start to ask what it means, but she beats you to it. “My husbands, they called me their Little Princess, it just stuck after all these years. Come on, let’s head outside. Owin always gets here early. Arleigh and Beau will be next. And then our mess of a child Eva and her partner Kira. My babies are a lot when they get together, so be forewarned. Sheply may pick up some bad habits, because Eva always has to prove she’s stronger than Owie. At a big whopping five foot five, she thinks she’s going to take down a giant.”

“She can,” Ari says, giving his wife a quick kiss before extending his hand to you. “Don’t let my wife scare you, Owin is our problem child.”

“That’s Duckie!” Owin shouts slamming down three huge totes of LEGOs.”

“And don’t call her that,” Curtis walks up, giving both Ari and LP a kiss, extending his own hand out. “Bunny is about the only one that allows her childhood nickname. Calling Evaluna, Duckie, will get you tackled. She has no filter, and she does not care that you’re dating her brother. In fact, it’ll make her more apt to take you to the ground.”

“I wanna see mom get tackled,” Sheply giggles at him.

“It’s been awhile since we’ve had a little boy here,” Ari’s voice goes louder when Arleigh and Beau walk outside, “My children won’t give me babies, so I have to resort to stealing a few from Ransom.”

“Is that not what your other daughter, Aster, is for?” Arleigh asks, standing up on her tiptoes to hug Ari. She gives you a kind smile before hugging Curtis. “I’m sure the Queen of Boston would bring a baby if you could promise that he stays safe for a ride along.”

“I keep telling Story, she’s not riding along with me,” Curtis grumbles when Arleigh turns to her mother.

“Babies are expensive. And we’ve just now got the house complete. And we got fur babies. You haven’t seen the chicken coop. Or Beau’s favorite animals, the goats.”

“Don’t go telling lies!” Beau gives each of the parents hugs before going back to Arleigh. Another giant in comparison to the tiny Bunny. “Those things are menaces. They popped Tulip’s ball the other day, and he sat there until I came back with another.”

“You realize you’re talking about a mini horse like it’s your child?” Owin asks causing Shep to giggle.

“Tulip is precious! He loves playing with his ball, and those heathens I guess are jealous that he’s the favorite. They sabotaged him. And they’re escape artists. The girls just stood there and watched them.”

“The girls?” you ask getting confused.

“My daughter and her boyfriend have cows, that Beau affectionately refers to as his girls. He loves confusing people. Clover and Sage. They also love naming their animals after herbs and plants. What’s the next thing you’re getting?”

“A baby donkey,” Arleigh nose scrunches up as she smiles with how excited she is about their next animal.

“You’re the jackass,” Eva, the one you were warned about, walks through the back gate, with a sweet looking blonde girl. Eva gives her mother a quick hug before she’s running towards Owin with a battle cry.

“Do not mind my sister, she acts like she was raised by wolves.”

“She was,” Ari beats at his chest proudly, “Two lone wolves with their pups!”

“I thought you two were bears, and these are our cubs?” LP sighs. “My family. You either love us, or you can only take us in small doses,” she gives you a wink before walking in between her husbands.

“Bunny help!” Owin shouts, reaching a hand towards the baby.

“Not a chance! I don’t partake in this. Beau, you go.”

“No, I know better than to fight against Eva. Owin? Maybe. Eva? Never.”

“You finally wizened up Beaumont! Fight with me. Join the dark side.”

“Ugh,” you groan, walking over to them. “I guess I’ll join Owie.”

“Oh!” Sheply shouts, excited about you playing around. “Me too! Eva you’re going down!”

“Looks like we now have five children Little One,” Curtis gives his wife a kiss, grabbing up Ari’s hand.

“I like this one,” Curtis watches the four of you in a giant dog pile.

“Compared to what?”

“Good point. Boy has good taste. And,” Ari adds, giving the four of them a smile, “I’m going to like having a little boy around.”

“You know,” Arleigh walks over to her parents, her arms crossed over her chest. “Had you been as welcoming to Beau, that would have been spectacular.”

“Blame your dad. I always liked Beau.”

“I didn’t dislike the kid. I just got my Bunny back, and he was taking her away.”

“Would you guys stop bickering. Let’s get the food out while the wild ones are occupied.”

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I need to know how beau makes out at dinner with lp and the daddies!!!!!!! Especially Curtis hehehe

Lord, Curtis is going to put forth a big effort. This is going to be the first time of seeing Arleigh with a boy, but then obviously her with Beau. AND he gets to meet the whole damn family.

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I Love Our Family

Summary:  movie night with the Everett-Levinson’s

Pairings:  Everett-Levinson’s X Beau

Rating:  cute

Warnings: mild language, a bit of dirty talk, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1K

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"You!” you shout playfully at Curtis.  A plate full of chocolate crinkle cookies ready for him, and he’s already salivating.  “Do you know why I made these for you?”

“Because that kid is going to be here any minute.”

“And?” you narrow your eyes at him.

Curtis gives you an eye roll, reaching for a cookie, but you smack at his hand, “And I’m going to be nice or you are going to gag me with your pussy while Ari fucks me.”

“BLECH!” Owin shouts from the living room.  “This is why I don’t live here.  Mom?” that big boy of yours stands in the doorway, “That isn’t punishment.  And did you forget I was here?  Could have said that a bit quieter.  I was trying to eat.  And dad, is it that hard to just behave?  It’s just Bunny bringing a boy.  Let me torture him in a fun way.”

Before Curtis can respond Eva runs in from the back door and pounces on Owin’s back, “Ow, son of bitch.  No biting Duckie!”

“Asshole!”

“Ma, Eva is being mean to your baby!”

“You two stop it,” you grunt packing up a few more snacks for the movie.  “How the hell did I ever survive with this bunch of hooligans.  Anyways.  No!” you turn when Ari comes in ready to take both Eva and Owin to the ground.  “Stop it, don’t you add to this.”

“Princess, I can’t help it,” he may be older than he once was, but that doesn’t stop him from grabbing Eva and slinging her on his back, to slam her to the floor.

“Do something with your children,” you huff at Curtis who only stands there chuckling.  “This isn’t funny.  I’m trying to have a nice family time and these three are always wrestling each other.”

“Oh hush, I’ll come after you next Princess.”

“Daddy!” Arleigh giggles as she walks in.  The tall figure of Beau behind her, looks around a bit horrified at the scene in front of him, but then straightens up a bit more when he gets site of Curtis.  “Daddy!  Owie!” the three biggest kids in a giant dog pile.  “Duckie!”

“Oh, now you’ve had it,” Eva growls trying to crawl towards Arleigh, but she’s caught by Owin.  “Bear, let me go!”

“Bunny doesn’t join in on the fights, little Duckie.”

“Ugh, Cub, let me go!”

“You’re all my cubs, now quit acting like heathens and get up and act like somebody before I beat you all.  Go on, up,” they all stand up looking like wounded puppy dogs.  “That’s better.  Now, Beau, I apologize that these three do not know how to behave when company comes over, but they do love each other.  Owin, Eva, introduce yourself.”

You watch your daughter get the biggest smile on her face, that little nose of her scrunching up, and Beau takes Owin’s large hand in his for a shake, even letting out an ow in the process.  “Bear!” Arleigh whines at him.  “Be nice.”

“Just playing with you.  Here’s a little hint, if we don’t pick on you, we don’t like you.”

“And this is my mom,” Arleigh tells him, “You know my daddy, but this is Curtis.”

“I know the kid,” you shoot Curtis a hard scowl and he apologizes quickly, “Sorry.  Beau, I hope you’re hungry.  Our wife doesn’t know how to cook a small amount, but Owie and Ari typically finish off what’s left.”

“Is that chocolate crinkle cookies?” those bright green eyes look over at you, and you know that your husband has the biggest frown on his face.  “My mom makes those, they’re my favorite.”

“It’s her recipe.  Ow,” you look over at Curtis who just pinched you a bit.  “They’re Curtis’ favorite too.  He’d love to share.  Everyone make their trays.  We’re watching the Goonies tonight.”

Beau timidly watches everyone load up their trays of food.  No surprise Owin’s is loaded down completely with everything but the crinkle cookies.  Eva’s isn’t much different, and Ari’s is only a bit smaller than Owin’s.  He grabs a tray, and Curtis extends the plate of cookies as a peace offering.  “They really are the best cookies.”

“Thanks sir.”

“Please, call me Curtis,” Arleigh smiles up at her dad, mouthing out a thank you, and he can’t remember the last time he saw his baby Bunny so happy.  Maybe he had judged Beau harshly because he was a boy.  And maybe he wasn’t so bad, not if he can put that big of a smile on Arleigh’s face.  Maybe, just maybe having him around wouldn’t be so terrible.  He is helping to keep Arleigh’s roots in Boston.  He’s frugal with his money, and he was a simple man, much like himself.

Curtis plops down beside you, and immediately pulls your legs over his, while you lean back on Ari.  As soon as those snacks are gone, you know that their arms will be wrapped around each other as well.  Your odd little union that is the most perfect thing.  “Little One?” hmm you whisper over to Curtis, “Our daughter is dating me.”

“Yeah,” Ari laughs like this wasn’t the most obvious thing.  “Our daughter has found a quiet man that works hard, saves all his money, would do anything for his family including the Bunny, and he’s brooding just like my husband.”

“He likes chocolate crinkle cookies.”

“Aw, Daddy,” you give him a sweet kiss to his nose before his lips, “I bet you two even have more in common than that.  Just be happy that she’s found someone that is simple and kind.  Just like another man I know.  You were her first date.”

“I was.  I expect him to bring her wildflowers too.  I’ll have to have a talk with him on how to treat our Bunny.”

“You do that,” you give him a tap on his chest and settle back down, “Now, lets watch this movie with all our kiddos,” you look out at the lawn, even grown they still sprawl out like little kids.  Throwing candy at each other and trying to catch it with their mouths, or just laid back and relaxed watching the movie.  “I love our family.”

“Me, too.”  “Ya’ll are alright.”  “Shh! The movie is on!”  “Bear your voice is louder than the whispers!” “Ah! Sean Astin is the cutest thing.”

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More on Owin and Itty Bitty, pleeeeaaase??? 😍

Owie!!! Well last we left him and Itty Bitty Bean, he was waiting on that blueberry muffin, and Mrs. Drysdale let you know, that if you're not interested to not give him blueberry muffins...so are you going to cave?

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Ellie's Special and Blackberry Muffins

Summary: Owin is very sweet with Ellie

Pairings: Owin X Reader

Rating: cuteness

Warnings: Ellie, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 650

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You could hear his loud boisterous voice before you saw him. Rolling your eyes at just the sound. And then hearing him nearly break the door down to get inside. For someone who respects Mrs. Drysdale, he didn’t seem to care if he tore the door of the hinges.

“Bear!” your favorite little customer, Ellie, runs towards the mountain of a man, grabbing at his hands, she climbs up him, until he holds onto her. “I was hoping we didn’t miss you. Becks brought me here to get coffee.”

“Well good ole Dr. Beck, gotta give him credit, if he’s taking care of my Ellie belly,” Ellie giggles at him. Shaking her head no, she covers her mouth with her hands. “Are you not my Ellie belly?”

“No, silly goose, I’m Papa’s Ellie belly.l

“And my Pumpkin,” Beck gives a little tickle to Ellie, and holds out a hand for Owin to shake. “Easy this time, big guy. Az likes my hands just the way they are.”

“Ellie, what do you suggest today?” Owin asks, his eyes looking towards you. Quickly you try to busy yourself, pissed off that he caught you staring.

Ellie, wags her finger at him, and ‘whispers’ in his ear, “Ask her for an Ellie special.”

“You have your own coffee?” Owin acts all surprised. Of course she does. She, Aster, and Beck were the cafe’s best customers. And they didn’t rely on family owning it. They always paid and tipped.

“Uh-huh. It’s so yummy! Be careful though, sometimes it’s too hot.”

“The scones aren’t bad either,” Beck adds in. He bids the duo farewell for now, sitting over at the table with Aster who finally got off the phone.

Owin walks up to the counter, giving you the sweetest smile, “I need an Ellie’s coffee special.”

“You know her special isn’t really…”

“I’m sure it’s very delicious,” he gives you a wink, clearly knowing that it won't be coffee, "I'll take my regular to go. Why don't you pick me out a muffin two, you itty bitty thing," you roll your eyes starting to make him Ellie's drink. Itty bitty, everyone is small compared to him.

His eyes look over the display of the muffins, and knowing there's always blueberry, you can almost see his mouth watering. You slide over his Ellie's special, and a black coffee, that Ellie turns her nose up to. "Mommy likes hers on ice. That's nasty."

"Your mom also likes an Americano with a splash of almond milk and one stevia."

"So you remember your customer's orders?" Owin asks, watching you reach in the display to pull out a muffin. His eyes lighting up at the one you grab. You give him a shrug, and tell him to go ahead and try the muffin. "Oh, these are my favorite," he takes a big bite of the muffin, and then looks at you oddly, "What is this?"

"Blackberry muffins. The blackberries are in season, so I thought it'd be a nice addition to the muffins. You're in luck, we've been selling these out so fast," you nod your head at him with a smile.

His face falls in defeat, "Well, it is a really good muffin. I have had better though."

"Oh really?"

"Well, we all have our tastes."

You dare to take a glance over to Ellie, "And what's yours?"

"Bear? This is weird, how about you sit with me, and we can talk about your behavior," with a smile, he grabs up his two drinks and muffin that is most definitely not blueberry. "You're off of your game. And I thought Mimi told you to leave that one alone," her sweet eyes blink up at him, and he sighs.

"I know. But I do like my black coffee and blueberry muffins," saying blueberry a bit louder, but he's still not getting one. Even though that giant man looks adorable attempting to sit in one of the children's chairs at the table.

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