#story drysdale x dayton white

[chaotictarlos]

Get to know my writing

Tagged by the lovely @shadesofdeviant

What is your total posted word count on AO3? 335017

How often do you write? I try to write a little bit every single day. Writing is a stress release for me and it helps me to center myself sometimes.

Do you have a routine for writing?  I don't think I really do? I get a lot of ideas when talking with friends and sort of build up a story and throw it on my WIP list until I can get to it. I always try to create a calm environment for me to work in and try to write at my desk because it makes me feel like I'm being more productive.

What’s your favorite tropes/pairing? My favorite pairing to write is, of course, Tarlos. Followed by Ducky (Bucky Barnes x Dayton White) and Fransom (Frank - from Endings Beginnings - x Ransom Drysdale) - both are crackships I came up with me. I love all the tropes, they're all so good. My favorites have to be angst, slow burn, and anything blank to lovers.

Do you have a favorite fic of yours? I really love my current Soulmate AU I'm writing With love, your soulmate and my fic, Back to You.

Your fic with the most kudos? The must kudos I've gotten is 323

Anything you don’t like about your writing? I don't think my dialogue writing is as good as it could be. It's something that I am trying to be better at.

Now something you do like?  I think I write angst and smut really well.

Tagging: @ronensass @noxsoulmate @sapphire11 @tailoredshirt @beautifulhigh @cowlos-reyes @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @steveng-rogers @cametobuyplums @11thstreetvigilante

[eurynome827]

HBC Drunk Drabbles Eury’s Masterlist

ALL 18+ for smut/language

Drunk Drabbles! A Production of The HBC

BY CLICKING THE READ MORE LINK BELOW YOU AFFIRM THAT YOU ARE 18+ AND UNDERSTAND THAT THIS STORY CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT.

Tease* (Sebastian x Reader)

Two Responsible Adults (Bucky x Reader)

At The Drive-In (Hal Carter x Reader)

“That is not going to fit” (Bucky x Reader)

Eyes For You (Bucky x Reader)

Surprise* (Chris Beck x Reader)

Biker Bucky* (Bucky x Reader)

Common Room* (Bucky x Reader)

Family Planning* (Sebastian x Reader - I’m cackling at my own title…)

Movie Night* (Bucky x Reader)

In The Gym (Bucky x Reader)

1 Tequila 2 Tequila 3 Tequila (Bucky x Reader)

Cooking For Charles* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Tequila (Sebastian x Reader)

Blow Job Shot (Sebastian x Reader - follow up to Tequila)

Civilized* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

The Pool House* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Movie Theatre* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Laundry (Lance Tucker x Reader)

Secretary* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Thunderstorm (Hal Carter x Reader)

Happy Birthday (Hal Carter x Reader)

Honey & Salt Drunk Drabble: Two Idiots In A Bathtub…. (H&S Seb x Reader)

“Dream A Little Dream...” (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Alpine, In The Way (Bucky x Reader)

Money Where Your Mouth Is (Bucky x Reader)

“Babe, do you trust me?” (Bucky x Reader)

“I’ll give you the choice...”* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

The Worst Houseguests* (Charles Blackwood x Reader)

Star Wars at The Drive-In (Chris Beck x Reader)

Marathon* (Bucky X Reader)

In Wonderland (Sebastian x Reader)

Professor (Professor Barnes X Reader - for HBC 1k Drabble All Day Friday)

Work Husband (Chris Beck x Reader - for HBC 1k Drabble All Day Friday)

Celebration (Dayton/Reader/Special Guest - for HBC 1k Drabble All Day Friday)

Birthday Gift (Chris Beck x Reader)

Lullabye (Chris Beck x Reader - for HBC Drabble All Day Wednesday)

A Good Idea* (Sebastian x Reader)

A Break* (Chris Beck x Reader)

Love Letter (1940s!Bucky)

Rocket Man (Chris Beck)

Her Voice (Bucky Barnes)

Whisper In Your Ear* (Sebastian x Reader)

Dreamweaver (Chris Beck)

The Special *(Clay Appuzzo)

Trust Fund Daddies *(Ransom Drysdale/Charles Blackwood/Reader)

“Did you think I forgot?” (Mob Boss!Bucky)

“You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.” * (Bartender!Bucky)

Keep Me Warm* (Bucky)

Rogue Fluids* (Chris Beck)

Come To Bed (Scott Huffman)

Brunch & Yoga (Spring Ahead Drunk Drabbles - Dayton White)

[georgiapeach30513]

I kept thinking about what tragedy it was that that was going to happen that I actually had a full dream about Andy being alive and kidnapping kitten, Iris and Frank and then torturing them and no one knew what was going on bc Iris wasn’t really talking to them so it made sense for her to not pick up the phone and they thought frank wasn’t answering either bc he was with her but then they realized kitten wasn’t home and started to panic and aster was like what if Andy kidnapped them but ransom was denying it saying he is dead but then blade barged into the room and said that he had been investigating this for a while and that he was working in secret with Curtis and Ari to discover where Andy was hiding all this time and that they had to move

I woke up thinking what the fuck did I just dream about

Thank goodness it was just Dayton dying (not good because story never catches a break but better then crazy abusive Andy being back)

You know it's funny you say that. Story was a bit on edge from the beginning of the race. She had a dream...and since you brought up this dream, I'm going to work it into the story, because Iris would TOTALLY dream this. The only people who know that Andy is dead is Ransom, Kitten, Frank, Curtis, Nat, Ari, and Sam of course. And Curtis and Nat know he's dead dead. But Iris has been dealing with some major issues concerning her Barber side of the family. But Story wasn't the only one I saw having a nightmare.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

It Was Just A Dream

Summary: Reoccurring dreams

Pairings: Story Drysdale X Dayton White, Iris Drysdale X James Rogers, Ransom Drysdale X Reader

Rating: mild

Warnings: mentions of kidnapping, mentions of death, (everything happens in a dream) 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 800

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

Story sits up in the bed, drenched in sweat. She looks over to the sleepy Dayton. His fists rubbing out the sleep in his eyes. Her breaths coming out in pants, and he finally sits up to wrap his arm around her. "Petal, what is it?"

"I had a nightmare."

"It's just a dream. Nothing can hurt you in them," he brings her face to bury in his chest. "Shh...tomorrow is the big day. I need my rest, beautiful."

"I know. I'm sorry," her eyes look around the room. This isn't the way she envisioned living with someone. It's true his house is immaculate, but it lacks character, it's too perfect and not lived in. Everything so white and shiny. Story's unsure how he's going to react to a rambunctious little boy. Kids are always so sticky.

"You need rest too. You've got to start my motor in the morning," he gives a sly chuckle, and she gives him a tiny nudge. "Sex with you before a race is a good luck charm."

"Oh, hush," Story thinks about her nightmare and how she had to choose between him and Carter. Whoever she chose, the other would die. A recurring nightmare, and no matter what was said, what had happened leading up to the choice, she always chose Carter. She can't help but think if it was Carter in the bed with her, he would be singing Beautiful Dreamer to her.

_____________________________________________________________

Iris turns over in the bed to cling to James, "Hey, sweetheart what's wrong?" she continues to cry in his chest. Her hands feeling all over his body, making sure she's no longer in the dream. "That same dream again?"

"Yeah. This time, he got us, Andy. I knew from the moment I saw him he wasn't Frank, but my dream self still went with him. He tricked me, and he had mom and Pops, Jamey."

"Andy is too afraid to come back. He's been gone for twenty-five years."

"But they never found him," she whispers on him. "Blade and Curtis were working on a case against him. Jamey it was so real."

His hands soothingly rub up and down her back and she melts on him. Sinking even deeper in his warm embrace. "Why don't we talk to Blade. Or even Curtis."

"I don't remember him, but I hate him so much. What he did to mom, what he did to Pops, even what he did to dad."

_____________________________________________________________

You pace around your bedroom, Ransom sound asleep in the bed. No matter the amount of time that's passed, he's still your favorite face. He's been your rock, and you love watching him sleep. Even though your body is buzzing because of that stupid dream. A dream that one of your daughters would pass away before they ever rekindled their relationship.

You know that Iris needs time. Time to process, time to deal with her identity, and even time to process what had happened to her that she doesn't even remember. The constant reminder that biologically she isn't Ransom's. Even though she knows her dad would kill and be killed for her.

His hand moves around on your side of the bed, that unconscious search for your body. When it never finds you, he sits up abruptly. Walking closer to his side, you lean over giving him a kiss. "Kitten, why aren't you in the bed?" pressing your hand against his rapidly beating heart at the prospect of you gone, he pulls it off to kiss your palm. "That stupid dream again?"

"It's not stupid to me."

"I know. If I had the dream, you would be the one comforting me. They'll talk again."

"When?"

"Soon. Iris loves Story, she's just confused. Her confusion isn't about Story, she's just projecting it to her, because she knows Story will forgive her. It's also easier for her to compartmentalize her feelings."

"When did you get so smart?" you laugh.

He gives you another kiss to your palm. "I don't know maybe the decades of therapy I've had with you. Lay down," he pulls your body onto the bed even though you protest, his hand starting to spread your thighs. "Kitten, you still warm my cock while I suck on your tits when I need comfort. Can I not just fucking put my fingers in you so you can get some sleep. I've got to go to the race with Story tomorrow."

"You're so romantic."

"Twenty-five years of being with me, I don't need to be romantic," his lips press sloppy open mouth kisses all over your face and neck. "But I will be whatever you need me to be, babe. I love you."

"Yeah, I guess you're okay," Ransom gives you a quick nibble to your neck. His body hovering over you. "I love you, Hugh Ransom Drysdale. I wouldn't want to share this life with anyone else."

"That's better Kitten."

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Dayton 🤯🤯🤯

Dayton White is Otto's dad yes 🤭

[georgiapeach30513]

So story doesn't end up with Carter?? I really wanted them to be endgame :/ it's like who ever she Mary's is obviously a real nice person but i wanted them together???

I didn't say she doesn't end up with Carter. I just said that Dayton was Otto's father. I really don't want to ruin too much of Story's story. I will say she's very happy. Her son is very happy. Her husband is extremely happy, and they have a good life, with plenty of little boys. They won't be stopping until they get their little princess. Her husband will not treat her like a princess, he's going to treat her like his queen! He's the one that suggests getting married in a castle. And he is her perfect knight in shining armor.

[georgiapeach30513]

Okay, that was like, half a thought. But I remember reading it in the context of maybe they end up together, but Carter’s her first child’s father. I think? 😅

She did get pregnant with Carter when she was 17. She had that pregnancy terminated. The first child she had, Otto, is Dayton's son.

[georgiapeach30513]

Wait!!! Will u not reveal who Andy's son is or u had already done it and I missed it!?

I haven't officially said anything no, I did have this little thing....but since you're asking. Let's see what happens when Dayton meets Frank, the man he was so interested in.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Nine Months

Summary:  Dayton meets Frank

Pairings:  Dayton White X Story Drysdale

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings: explicit sexual content, explicit language, unprotected sex, PIV sex, slight breeding kink, attempted choking and degradation, bathroom sex, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.8K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

“I like this one better, since you’re insisting on pink,” Story rolls her eyes and looks at the dress in question.  Her nose turns up in a bit of a snarl.  “What?”

“It’s a bit short, no?”

“You got the ass and legs to pull it off,” he slowly walks closer to her, his hand snaking around her waist when he pulls her hard against his chest, “Plus, it’s easy access.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he cocks up an eyebrow, sliding his thigh in between hers, with his hands on her hips he pushes her down, “Day, my family is going to be here,” she’s also worried about her basal temperature was too high, but it’s not something she would ever tell him with their conversation yesterday. 

“It’s a pretty big house, Petal,” he scrunches up his nose and uses her hips to grind down on him.  “Judging by how wet you are, you don’t mind.  I could steal you away, pull those tits out of that dress, push you over the counter while I fuck into you.”

“We’ll see.  They’re used to me being there the whole time,” she pushes at his chest, and he reluctantly backs away, watching her change into her dress, like she’s putting on a personal show for him.  

“They’re not used to seeing you with a boyfriend either, huh?” his fingers tease over her chest, “See how easy it is to make them hard.  You like the attention, you’re not even wearing a bra.  Wanna keep the panties off too?”

“No,” he rolls his eyes, and she thinks about what he said.  She hasn’t ever had a boyfriend around any of them.  The one boyfriend she ever had per say was Carter, and that was completely secret.

“The guy in all the pictures going to be here?” Dayton stares at the many pictures of Carter and Story, noting one where they seem too close to be just friends.

She chuckles shaking her head, “No, but Pops, the man you were asking about will be here.  Where do you think you’ve seen him?”

Dayton shrugs.  He’s never seen him, possibly an old photo of the man, when he was searching for his mom’s credit card.  “Is he from Florida?”

“He’s always lived here that I know of.  Why?  You think you saw him in Daytona?”  Story gives him a playful kiss pulling him towards her door.

“How much time do we have?”

“Not that much.  Come on, I want you to meet everyone.  Be forewarned, my sister, Iris, and I aren’t on the best of speaking terms.  She tolerates me being here, so wherever she is, I won’t be, okay?”

The two walk out to the garden, a few people in the pool, but most mingle around the edge, talking and laughing, as Story goes to introduce Dayton to everyone.  Much to Ransom’s dislike, his hands are always on her.  Always teetering on the verge of being too low on her body.  Noticing even one time, that she moved his hand to place higher up.  “That boy is making her a bit uncomfortable,” Frank huffs in Ransom’s ear.

“What?”

“She introduced him to me, after he shook my hand, it was a bit too close under her, um...he was cupping her chest.”

“I’ll kill ‘em,” Ransom starts to walk towards him, but Frank holds him back.  “You say something like that and don’t want me to react?”

“I came over here to talk about something else,” Ransom gives Story another look, and she smiles and waves, being pulled down into Dayton’s lap.  “He said I looked familiar, even asked where I lived.”

“And?”

“He got a bit excited when I said St. Petersburg.  Said he was born in Tampa, from Daytona,” Ransom shrugs, still not knowing where this is going.  “He said I looked familiar.”

“You fuck his mom?”

“No, there was only one person I was fucking back then,” Frank clears his throat, and Ransom turns to look away.  “There was someone else that visited St. Petersburg a lot.”

“No.”

“I mean, it’s too much of a coincidence, right?” Ransom’s worst nightmares seem to be coming true in front of his eyes.  Something about the kid after meeting him, that rubbed him the wrong way.  He was polite enough.  Seemed to treat Story well, but then a small possessiveness came over him.  And Story was only surrounded by family, so why he felt the need to constantly touch her.  To pull her away from her family, for a few minutes.  The two of them ‘touring’ the estate, and coming back breathless, while you had to calm Ransom down.  Something didn’t sit right.

This constant need to assert who his daughter belongs to engrained in him, almost like...”Kitten!  I need to speak with you now!” you apologize to Frank’s wife and follow Ransom into the kitchen.  The lines in his forehead seemingly extra deep, “I don’t want that boy here.”

“Dayton?” he nods his head at you, and you roll your eyes starting to leave, but he grabs ahold of your wrist.  “Dayton White?  The one that’s won you so much money?  The one that your daughter has been giggling over introducing him to everyone?”

“She’s...he’s possessive.”

“That’s her boyfriend.  Your possessive,” he gives you a pout, “Except for people you choose, yes I know.  But that’s her boyfriend, he’s going to kiss her, going to touch her.  He’s just more open about the PDA than some.  It’s new, and he’s got fans.”

“He’s from Florida,” you shrug your shoulders, starting to say a duh, but you see the fear in his eyes, “He recognized Frank.”

You turn to leave, unable to believe any of it.  Repeating that he’s from Florida again.  “No, Ran, stop it,” you almost yell at him when he grabs your arm.  “Dayton is not Andy.”

“Andy has a son.”

“No he doesn’t.  He doesn’t have any kids,” Ransom nods his head, “No.  No, Ransom you tell me that's a lie.  You’ve...how long have you known this?”

“A few years after his disappearance.  When yours and the girls assets went to Frank and Ari.  Twenty-five percent was used for child support to a son in Florida.”

“Dayton is not Andy, and that’s final.  His parents are Ryan and Jodi White.  Don’t touch me!” your voice screams when he tries to hug you.  “You kept that he had a fucking son from me for over twenty years, Ran.  A son, and we have...how could you keep that from me?  Fucking hell, Andy has a son.  How old?”

“Around twenty-seven,” you want to nearly collapse.  Even if Dayton is Andy’s son, you can’t judge him for that.  Can’t refuse to let Story see him.  “He could be...”

“Dayton is not Andy.  Do you understand that?” Ransom nods, knowing there is no way to convince you otherwise.  There’s nothing that can make you change your mind.  Living in denial even if it were true.  Dayton holding tight to Story’s hand run past you, and Ransom starts to say something, but you push your hand against his lips, “That’s her boyfriend.  She’s about to turn twenty-one.  You can’t hold her hand forever.”

Just like he promised Dayton pushes Story into a small bathroom, his hands already pulling up that short dress, and ripping off her panties, “Dayton!”

“Shh,” he whispers softly.  Those thick hands pull down the top of her dress, holding her chin up to make her look at herself, while he looks at her swollen cunt, already dripping wet and ready for him.  Arching her back slightly more, she gives her ass a little wiggle, and he finally runs his hands through her folds.  Pulling up his hands to look at her slick, having it nearly memorized, and her periods tracked on his phone.  He knows her temperature has been up, and today is the day.  Pulling his length out, he pushes through her walls.

Story is overly sensitive, and keens on contact.  Already lost in the feeling of him splitting her open.  His hands go to her throat but she quickly swats them away, “I told you no choking,” he growls on her neck, slamming his hips into her, watching her blissed out from his motions.  Her chest bouncing with his thrusts.

“Fucking look at you, Petal.  Such a slut for my cock.”

“I don’t like when you talk like that,” he rolls his eyes again.  He’ll never know her reasons for not enjoying degradation or choking.  At one point she had enjoyed it, until the thrill and high was taken from her.  Still enjoying things a bit more rough, but never speaking down to her.  When his hand slides to her clit, she knows he’s close.  “Finish in my mouth.”

“No.”

“On my tits.”

“NO!” he grunts shooting deep inside of her.

“Back off.”

“No.  Gotta wait,” Story’s eyes fall to stare at nothing on the counter.  She knows why Dayton was refusing to pull out, and now still keeping her plugged up.  Using his hand he lifts her chin up to look at the two of them, making her watch when he looks down at where they connect, “You should feel honored.”

“I do.”

“Not like you should.  You know how many girls throw themselves at me, and I just want you?  I want you to carry our child.  I could make you so happy, but you keep making things difficult,” she gives him a soft smile, unable to speak, because it wouldn’t matter.  “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“It’s just so fast.  I want to be able to enjoy just me and you.”

“Story, we’ve talked about this.  You want a baby.  You want someone to always be there for you, when I’m away.  You told me how you’ve always wanted to be a mother, and dreams of a house full of little girls,” still holding her by her chin he gives her a quick kiss.  “Just a few more minutes.  Then, I’ll let you drip down in front of Papa Bear.”

“No.”

“Come on, Petal, he knows what we were doing.”

“I won’t.”

“Are you that scared of your daddy?” Story bites at her lip, starting to pull up her top.  “Stop and answer the damn question.  Are you that scared of your dad?”

“I just...I don’t want...”

“You want him to think you’re his precious little princess?” she nods, and he gives her another kiss, “He knows your not.  He knows what you were doing.  But we can forgive you for your past mistakes.  You’re here now with me.  So I’d say you’ve done well for yourself.  Are you not happy?”

“Yes, I am.  I just don’t like when you want to involve him.  Especially when you’re still inside of me.”

Pulling out, he watches his spend leak out of her lips.  “And I’ll be dripping out of you now.  Pull yourself together,” he clicks a photo of his artwork, and Story closes her eyes, wishing he would stop.  “Another one.”

“Keep my chest out of it this time,” like every time before she pushes aside her pride and smiles for the photos he’s so fond of.  His arm wrapping around her to cover up her chest.

“Nine months from now,” leaning back away from her, he uses his fingers push the leaking cum back into her abused hole, “we’ll be a family.”

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Lock and Key

Summary:  Aster thinks Story’s life is perfect

Pairings:  Aster Drysdale X Story Drysdale

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  mentions of Story’s abuse, mentions of Story’s time with Charles, mentions of Dayton with Story, Aster and Story fighting, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.6K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

Story’s hand rubs over her bump while she takes a bite of a strawberry.  She was craving a strawberry milkshake, but Dayton, he said they were full of things that could harm their son.  So now she just eats the stupid strawberry that does nothing to quench her craving.

Aster walks in seeing her sister looking a bit miserable.  “What’s wrong?”

“I want a strawberry milkshake.”

“Go get one,” annoyed Aster opens up the fridge, seeing that bottle of wine, and she wants it so bad.  That positive pregnancy test was not what she was hoping, instead she pulls out the almond milk to pour her a glass.  “Why are you still here?”

“Why have you always been such a bitch to me?”

“I haven’t been.”

“Yes, yes you have.  Always...you always took what I wanted.”

Aster doesn’t respond only slowly drinks the glass before adding it to the dishwasher.  “This is a Carter thing.  I didn’t take him, you were a child.  I didn’t want him.  And you’re the one that took daddy’s attention.  Always in his lap and holding onto him.  He doted on you, and you took mom’s attention because she was scared you were going to break.  You took Iris’s attention because she needed to mother someone.  You took Blade’s attention because he had someone smaller than him.  You fucking took my best friend’s attention when you were a baby and all he saw was this perfect little baby that he had to ‘protect’.  You took Story, not me.”

Story wipes at the tears slowly cascading down her face.  Picking up a strawberry she throws it hard at Aster, “Really?  That’s what you’re resulting in?”

“I didn’t ask to be born premature and sickly.”

“Yeah, on my first day of school.  I didn’t see my parents for over a week, because they had to be with their itty bitty baby.  I couldn’t even hold you.  And now, you’re getting exactly what you wanted.  A rich boyfriend knocked you up, you’re going to move into your big house.  You get all this attention that you so desperately need.  Plastered all over these magazines, looking perfect as always.  Everyone’s talking about you now.  Isn’t that what you always wanted?  Your perfect life keeps getting more perfect.”

Story scoffs at her, “You think my life is perfect?  Having to sit and watch you play, while I had to breathing treatments?  Feeling like you live in a fishbowl, and not even wanting to leave the house because there’s someone that’s going to take your picture and ask what it’s like to be carrying Dayton White’s child. And do you think it was easy to watch you lead Carter on knowing you didn’t care about him, but I did.  He was my everything.”

“You were a child!”

“I love him!  You were older, so you thought you could take.  You would hold his hand and smile at me, Az because you know how I felt.  You went to prom with him, while I cried in my room all night long, and you left him.  He got drunk and passed out by Harry the Hippo,” she shakes her head no, starting to walk away.  “You’re gonna listen.  He did, I saw him the next morning.  He told me what you did.  I would have never done that to him.  And for Chase Collins.”

“I heard all about you and him, so don’t act like you didn’t choose him either.”

“I hated you.  I love Carter, and everything that happened with him, I regret nothing.  But yeah, I fucked Chase, and Nate, and Chuck.  But it was to prove that I was better than you.  I kept going back to Chase because he praised how much better I was than you.  But know this, Chuck and Chase raped me.  Put it on video.  Perfect life?” Story licks her lips chuckling darkly at her sister.  “My parents had to watch that.  Mom sat and watched it with Curtis to see if they could identify anyone.  Do you know how humiliating that is to know?  Knowing that my dad would do anything for me, but he couldn’t do that? I hated you, so I took all of them, but all I ever wanted was him.  But because of what you did, he thought he wasn’t good enough for me.”

“What I did?” Aster slams her hand down on the counter.  “Please tell me what I did.”

“You made him feel inferior.  His mom got in his head about how you left him because he wasn’t any good at sex.”

“I left him because I didn’t fucking care about him like that!  I never did!  Why won’t you or anyone else understand that?  We had sex one time.  I hated it.  I went to prom with him to make Chase jealous.  You put it in your head about how Carter was perfect, you don’t even know what love is.  You moved on so quickly when you got home from rehab.  Didn’t take you long to get knocked up,” Story’s hand slaps across Aster’s face before she realizes what she did.

“I didn’t ask to get pregnant!”

“What?”

“He...Dayton...I don’t want to talk about this with you,” Aster grabs Story’s arm as she tries to walk away.  “Let me go.”

“What did he do?”

“Like you care.  Let me go, I’m going to someone who cares.  Let.  Me.  Go,” Aster drops her hand from Story, her voice starting to change, because while Story might have been spoiled, she clearly didn’t see all the heartbreak that Story did go through.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry,” Story turns to look at her, but she cant’ look into her eyes.  “I didn’t know he was dating you.  He told me he loved you.”

“When?” Aster looks down at the floor quickly.  “When?!”

“I went to his apartment.  He wouldn’t let me in.  I went...I walked in on Scott with another woman, and I knew Carter would be there and it’d be easy.  He wasn’t.  I tried, but I didn’t know he was dating you, and...” Story’s lip trembles, and her hand goes to tap at the chest where her rose once set.  “Nothing happened.  He wouldn’t let me in the door.  Told me he fell in love and that I was pathetic.”

“You’ve always used him.  Az, you want to act like I had everything?  You manipulated the one person I have ever loved over and over again.”

“You were a child.”

“So was Iris and James.  The only difference was the age gap.  Did you even talk to Carter about what it was like for him at his house?” Aster whispers out a no, shaking her head.  “Do you even care about anyone but yourself?  Everyone tells me I’m spoiled, but you don’t even care if you hurt people, as long as you get something out of it.  I wanted to be close to you so much.  Iris was a second mother, but you were the cool older sister.  But I hated you because of what you did to him, and what you did to me.  And you still think my life is perfect.  Why don’t you ask CC for a copy of that tape, and see what they did to me.  Better yet, look at the pictures of my body when they arrested Charles.  All I ever wanted was Carter.  To you, it was a childhood fantasy, to me it was everything, he is my everything and for eight months, I was his.  But you know what?  You didn’t care, you had to have known when you saw my rose missing, or saw that tennis bracelet, you knew it was Carter.  Admit that’s why you went to his apartment.”

“I didn’t.”

“You did know! You saw us, at the farmer’s market.  Quit lying!  Carter pulled me behind him, because he saw you looking at us.  And I saw you going through my phone.  Admit you tried to get with him just to prove it was sex between me and Carter.”

“Story I’m sorry.”

“Go fucking party with your loser boyfriend.  I’m leaving.  And don’t you dare tell me that I’m spoiled.  You were the brat that went after what you knew was mine, just to prove you could.  Backfired on you, huh?  You’re just jealous that I had someone who actually loved me, unlike the cold bitch that you are.  Lighten up, you might find someone who wants more than your pussy,” Story grabs up her purse and keys and begins the drive to Carter’s.  Her hand resting on her belly as she tries to talk to Otto.  

“I know baby.  Your aunt Azzie, she’s a lot like my daddy.  Confusing sex and love.  I don’t hate her anymore, but I needed to say all that.  Mommy’s okay.  We’re going to go see Carter, and you can kick at his hand for the rest of the evening.”

Aster paces around in the kitchen.  She knows she screwed up with Story.  Clearly the two of them had a lot of pent up aggravation concerning the other.  She tried to be there for Story, and she screwed up because of jealousy.  She knew Story was about to tell her something about Dayton, but withheld it.  She has an idea about what it could be.

Picking up her phone, she clicks at it a few times, before dialing that familiar number, “You mind if I come over?”

“Azzie?  What’s wrong baby?”

“I screwed up.  Story hates me, and she’s right,” her words turn to sobs as Ari tries to comfort his niece.  “No, I think she’s in more trouble.”

“Come to the house.  Frank and Curtis have had their concerns too.  It’s time for you to let your childhood jealousy go, though.”

“I know.”

“You don’t want your sister in trouble do you?  Or hurting?  She’s been through enough.”

“I wanna see her photos from that night.”

“No you don’t.”

“I do,” Ari turns to hand the phone to Curtis, “She told me to see them.”

“Azzie, I can’t do that.”

“I need to know.  Their crime photos.  Aren’t they public records?”

“It’s an open case, and a Mr. Baizen is spending a lot of money go keep it under tight lock and key,” Carter.  It’s always Carter that protects her.  “I’ll show you photos that don’t include her face, but I won’t show you the rape kit.  Az, I think it’ll be good for you to understand all she went through, but it’s hard.  She was in that apartment for almost a year.”

“I understand.”

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Considering Story and Iris aren’t talking and the holiday season is upon us, how is Christmas going to be like? Will Ransom and kitten invite Iris to spend the holidays with all of the family reunited or will they do separate things to avoid drama?

You know what Kitten's favorite holiday is? Christmas. It was the first holiday she spent with Ran as a family. They have their sweet little traditions, and Kitten knows how much Iris is struggling in general, but also with Story. Kitten finally sits down to talk with Iris candidly, because she wants ALL her kids under the same roof. She loves having a big enough home to house all these people.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

One Day at a Time

Summary: You just want to have your family together

Pairings: The Drysdale's

Rating: a bit of angst but fluff

Warnings: Kitten Drysdale, mentions of Story's life/abuse/drug use/abortion, mentions of anxiety/depression, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.6K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Desperate Love Masterlist

The moment Iris walks in she stops seeing Story smiling talking with TJ, and Dayton's arm wrapped around her waist while he gives her a sweet kiss. A whole four and half months pregnant, knowing what they're going to have and everything. And Iris's posture changes. Story doesn't notice her or the family. James gives her a quick kiss and whispers in her ear. But seeing her tense up you walk to her. "I don't know if I can do this."

"Sweetheart, I'm not asking you to be best friends with her. I'm asking you just to be here. You don't have to talk to her."

Her breathing picks up when Story herself puts her hand on her stomach. Her fingers moving Dayton's had around in hopes he can feel Otto kick. Dodger's nose nudges at Iris's hands and you pull her away from the situation. Backing her up hoping that no one sees her. Picking a hand up you place it on your heart. "Just breathe, Icy. In and out," your voice as soothing as you can get it, and her eyes finally focus as she evens out her breathing.

"She has everything I want."

"I assure you Iris, you have everything she wants," Iris shakes her head and you pull her into the kitchen. Telling James to go on with Posie. "What makes you think she has everything?"

"She's having a baby with the man she loves," you tilt your head at her, wanting to tell her how Story had been feeling. How she had been feeling more conflict the moment that Carter walked back in her life. "He's here with her."

"He's on the road a lot."

"He wasn't held prisoner and never got to feel her."

You pull Iris close to you, enveloping her in a hug. Iris spends so much time trying to be perfect, everyone has forgotten that she hasn't fully healed from Posie's pregnancy. "I know, Icy. James missed out on all of that with you. And if I could change that for the two of you, I would in a heart beat. I had traumatic pregnancies too. They were different, but still traumatic. I'm not trying to make you understand Story's side, because in time you two will be fine. But her life is far from perfect. You'll see. I know you think she loves him, she barely knows him."

"And gets pregnant again. At least with Carter she knew him her whole life."

"Do you blame her pregnancies only on her?"

Iris licks her lips and watches the very person they're talking about, Carter Baizen walk into the estate. His smiling face walks past the two of you and into the formal living room with everyone else. "She's the one who laid down with the two of them unprotected."

"With Carter it was an honest mistake. With Dayton, yes they had responsibilities. But that's it Iris, they. It's not just your sister's fault. They were all willing participants."

"Everything just comes so easy to her," you scoff at her. "What?"

"You're mixing how charming she is with coming easy to her. Do you not remember how much she struggled in school? How many times she called herself the dumb Drysdale? Story is charming. She lights up a room when she's happy and people love her for that. You put too much pressure on yourself to be perfect, but things come easy to you."

"Mama, she's pregnant with a man she barely knows, and I am with the man I've loved since before I could talk, and I just can't. How is that fair?"

You push back the baby hairs around the perimeter of her hairline. "Infertility isn't fair baby. You deserve all the babies you want with James. You're an amazing mom and wife, and I know you want to give him that. Iris, he's not mad at you. He loves the family you have right now. Enjoy him and your beautiful daughter and stop worrying so much."

"It's hard, after all she did, and she's got what I want."

"You know she was in love with Carter? She didn't date when she was younger, because 'none of them compared to Sir Lancelot'. She hid what she considered the best thing in her life because she didn't want to upset your dad. She got pregnant, he left her and wasn't returning any calls or texts. She made the decision without him to get an abortion. His family barged in our home, told you dad that not only had her and Carter had a relationship, but she was pregnant. They told us that Carter was getting a house to move her in. She told your dad, his parents and Carter at the same time she had an abortion. And then Carter said it meant nothing. Iris I held your sister because she couldn't stand. That was the start of her downfall. Now tell me when you look at your sister tonight if she's got it easy. She doesn't love Dayton yet. She still loves Carter."

"Twitter and Instagram shows her happy."

"Baby, I know you're not meaning the words you're saying. Because after those videos, do you really think your sister wanted her body on display like that? He didn't ask her if that post was okay. She's suffering from severe anxiety, and now she can't go into the city with someone watching her. Those people online wrote vile things about a girl they didn't even know. Called her a whore and a gold digger."

"Why is she taking naked photos with her and her boyfriend?"

"Because they had sex," Iris turns to look away from you, staring only at Dodger. "I'm sure she agrees now taking a photo after her and Dayton had sex was stupid. But I highly doubt she ever though that he would make that photo public. Do you and James not have intimate photos? I know your father has plenty. That's how I ended up with you and Aster. You two are more alike than you realize."

"Don't compare me to her."

"You know if Story could take it back she would. She never would have asked to wound up where she did. Never would have wanted to bounce from man to man trying to numb her pain with drugs, and wind up with a man who sells her on the weekly. She made mistakes, and she's paying for those mistakes. She's trying to find happiness where she can and at least Dayton is a good man, but it's not who she loves. Now, I want you to sit with your husband and daughter, Dodger close by, while we watch It's a Wonderful life. You don't have to look at her, you don't have to talk to her, but I want my whole family under the same roof like always. I don't want you, James, or Posie to miss out on our traditions."

"Mrs. Drysdale?" you turn to see another one. "Where is it I need to go?"

"You could always follow the noise, but just walk straight down the hall. We're about to go into the theater room to watch a movie, Nate. Then after, a small dinner," he gives you his thanks before walking down the hall. Iris raises an eyebrow at you. "Nate was very helpful to your sister."

"Is he staying through Christmas too?"

"No, he's her for the night, so says Story. Maybe him and Carter should share a room?"

"Always a hoard of men after her, huh?"

"You sound jealous," she actually gives you a bit of a laugh. "Don't envy your sister. She would trade lives with you. I'm not saying what you went through was easy. I'm saying that you married your Prince Charming. You have a husband that adores you, a beautiful home, a gorgeous daughter."

"I saw Dayton's home on television. It's not too shabby."

"You're focusing on the material things, dear. That's not what Story is envious about. Come on though. I wanna watch mine and your dad's movie."

"Ugh, how many times this Christmas?"

"Everyday. Can you promise me to enjoy yourself? I want all my babies here. Even the extended ones."

You start to walk out but Iris lingers in the kitchen. Her fingers trailing along the wall until she comes to the room that her and Aster used to share. The room you brought them to the night you left Andy. "Sometimes I feel like I remember things from then. I shouldn't, and maybe it's just memories from someone else. But I swear I remember sleeping in here. Waking up to dad watching us."

"Your dad loved you before he even knew you."

"I know. I'm guessing you talked to him?" you nod your head at her. "No one will ever know what all of us went through, you know? But I'm happy with how our life turned out. I love daddy. I love Pops too, and judging from pictures..." her voice trails off because she's afraid to say it.

"Hate is a learned thing. It's not a natural feeling. And you my sweet daughter, have always been the sweetest thing. You couldn't hate anybody. Come on, Christmas movie. I need to snuggle with my husband."

Grabbing her you walk hand in hand. Her eyes flick over, and you know she sees Story in conversation with Dayton, smiling at appropriate times, but her eyes are only on Carter. And in that moment, a brick from Iris's wall was taken down. When Carter returns the look, and his eyes drift to her stomach, longing to be the one touching it, another brick is taken down. "One day at a time, sweetheart."

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

“I mean…we still don’t know who Andy’s son is…or even if/how they find out.” // No. If it’s who you’ve been hinting, I need zero further discussion on how sweet baby Otto might be descended from that devil, Andy. I’d rather live in ignorance. How have you made me feel so much for fictional characters?! 😂 - 💫

Regardless of WHO Otto's dad/grandfather might have been that baby is still the most precious of all things in the world.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Can I Hold Him

Summary:  Welcome Otto Ransom White to the world.  Ransom meets his grandson.

Pairings:  Carter Baizen X Story Drysdale, Ransom X Kitten, Jodi X Ryan

Rating:  sweet then sad

Warnings: mild language, paternity test, sad Story, 18+ ONLY

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

"Mr. Drysdale?” Carter timidly looks over to you and Ransom, his eyes still full of tears. His lips trembling as he tries to speak to Ransom, “Story...she wants to meet your grandson.”

He stands up, grabbing your hand, and follows the proud Carter. Had you not known that he wasn’t biologically Otto’s father, you would never second guess it. He’s a natural. A calm in Story’s storm. She is a dramatic Drysdale, and he just brings a peaceful serenity to her. Even though Ransom’s eyes where only on Story, you couldn’t help but watch Carter. His legs carry him directly beside her, eyes moving between her and the sleeping Otto.

“Daddy,” her voice squeaks out, finally able to look up at him, “this is Otto,” Ransom’s head tilts to the side, as he reaches for the little fluffy ball. She looks up at Carter, and he nods his head before she’s looking back at Ransom, “Otto Ransom.”

You always knew how sensitive your pretty husband was, but when Story says his middle name for the first time, he struggles to breathe. Ransom’s finger brushes over his smooth skin, while he smiles at him, “Otto Ransom, hey buddy,” he steals a glance up to Story, looking over at Carter before whispering a thank you to him, and his eyes are looking back down at the sleeping boy. Huffing out a laugh, “You look like your uncle Blade.”

And he does. Blade and Story have always had such a tender and sweet relationship, and to see her making a baby that looks just like your own baby boy, you can’t help but struggle through tears. “Yeah, and I did all the work,” Carter gives a kiss to Story’s temple reminding her of how good she did. “He’s perfect though. The nurses...” looking up at Carter she shakes her head with tears, “I can’t.”

He moves to sit in the bed with her, his arm wrapping tightly around her back, “They came and swabbed him. Said they took Ryan’s earlier?” it's a shame that this is supposed to be a joyous moment, and Story is feeling enough conflicting emotions with Dayton's death, and now them demanding a paternity test before she's granted the right to the White last name.  Carter gives her another gentle kiss, and looks over to Ransom.  Had it not been for that baby in his arms, he would have been fuming.

Unbeknownst to Story and Carter, Ransom had plans of his own.  Carter had noticed the extra swabs, but chose not to comment, "He's perfect isn't he, daddy?" she tries to change the subject, even though her heart is breaking into a million pieces.  

"It's because he's yours," those dark blue eyes rolls up to look at his daughter, slowly watching her change from his baby to the mother of his first grandson.

"That's what Carter tells me."

"The bonehead isn't such an idiot after all," you give him a little nudge with your shoulder.  The four of you mostly gazing at that beautiful little boy.  Very little conversation happens as the prospect of Otto's parentage looms overhead.  Story becomes stressed beyond consoling when she hears the booming voice of Ryan.

"Daddy?" her lip trembles when he hands Otto back to her, kissing her on her forehead, when he tells Carter and you to stay with her.  Marching out to him, and harshly shushing him.

"I told you Drysdale, the kid isn't my grandson," throwing the test results at Ransom, but he only laughs at Ryan.  "I told you, that she had been cheating on my son," Carter steps out of the room, while his hired security stands guard beside the door.  "You knew all along didn't you."

Carter produces the same papers, "I didn't see Story again, until after she's pregnant.  Biologically he's not mine.  But that baby, is my son," Ryan scoffs looking at Carter confused.  "But you can guarantee that I'm going to treat him like my own son, unlike you did with Dayton," Ryan's eyes darken while he looks at Carter, the charade clearly up.  "That test was always going to prove you weren't related to Otto."

"How?"

"Money can make a lot of things happen.  Ari?  Frank?" the two men step around the corner with their own papers.  "You knew who Otto's biological father was.  You came here for a paternity test, knowing that it would only further your sick need to prove that Story was cheating on Dayton.  Jodi, who is Dayton's father?" she shakes her head no, refusing to answer.  "We already know, so why don't you do us a favor."

"Those files were sealed."

"Yeah, and Andy took out a lot of insurances, and rarely followed through," while Ransom is sickened that even after death, Andy had the ability to make his way back into his life.  An asshole of a son, bred from the same cloth, but that son created the most beautiful little boy with his daughter.

"Give him the last name Barber then," Ryan nearly spits at Ransom.

"Legally, Dayton is a White.  Story wants him to have Dayton's last name, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Ryan looks over at his wife, having a silent conversation before pointing at Ari and Frank, "Who are they?"

"Brothers.  Frank's his twin.  While this is a few marks off, due to the fact they're not his father, they're related to Otto.  So Jodi, you ready to be honest?  Andy is in fact Dayton's father?" she nods her head, before looking at Ryan, who spins on his heel and leaves.

"You and your husband are disgusting.  You made Story feel like a lowlife, and your son had already destroyed her shine.  She never smiled the way she did with Carter.  He didn't deserve her.  And then you two march in here and try to claim that she was cheating on him, to prove what?  He kept her on a tight leash in the beginning of their relationship.  You don't find it odd that she got pregnant so quickly?  Dayton was a lose cannon looking forsomeone to further his wealth, and look good while doing so.  How dare you stand here and act like you're so much better than my daughter.  How dare you act like she's scum, when it was your son.  The only good thing he did was give us Otto."

"I wanna see him."

"Not today," Carter walks a bit closer to Jodi.  "Today, you won't be seeing my son.  Today, you're going home and you can contact our lawyers for a supervised visit."

"He's my grandson."

"You admit it now?  For months, you've belittled my daughter, knowing that Dayton was his father.  You will not come here and tell me or Carter what to do with his son and my grandson.  You will only be visiting him with one of us present," she shakes her head walking towards the door, but is stopped by one of the guards.  "You can send in a request."

"That's all I have left of my son," she cries, trying to use her tears to make Ransom falter, and for a moment he does, and then he remembers how cruel she and Ryan had been to Story.  Without another word he steps towards the door, leaving her to be escorted out of the hospital.

"Carter, I think it's time for you to introduce your son to his family," Carter gives the man he's looked up to his whole life a big smile, "Don't get all mushy Tweedle Dum, let's go, you two as well."

"Mr. Drysdale, can I have a moment with her?  I know she had to have heard," the three men give him a nod, allowing Carter to walk in to a room with a crying and shaking Story.  You hold onto your grandson rocking him and trying to soothe Story.  All the while Otto screams at her discomfort.  "Princess."

"Tell me it's not true," stone faced Carter just stares at her.  "No, he's perfect," her broken cries of he's perfect continues as Carter walks towards her.  Wrapping his arms around her; he just lets her cry.  Carter gives her a squeeze trying to remove any self doubt she feels, squeezing out all the negative energy, until her cries turn into sniffles.  "I wanna see Dr. Banner."

"Whatever you want Princess."

"Mom, I'm sorry for everything I said to you about Andy.  I understand," Story doesn't have to explain anymore, you’re unsure if you need to be here with her, or need to get some fresh air, scream into the wind, while you process everything.  Your mind running through a maze of lies that he always told you.  He was only dating you, in the process of moving you in his house, when Dayton was born.  The whole time, he had been unfaithful to you.  Fathering a child, that tried to ruin your baby's life.  "He's perfect.  I don't want him to know Andy."

"He won't.  Ari and Frank are here," a fresh wave of tears come to Story's eyes, but her wailing is no longer evident.  Her body is still, accepting that she can't change it, but Ari and Frank are apart of Otto's life in more ways than one now.  "You okay with them coming in here?" Story gives a nod, asking him not to leave her.  Standing up you hand over her beautiful baby boy to open the door for the three outside.  

As if knowing, Ransom wraps his arms tight around you.  His lips peppering along your neck while you watch Frank and Ari stare at that little boy.  Frank slowly inches his way towards the family of three, "Story, can I hold him?" 

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

I’m angry. I hate Dayton. I know Carter and story aren’t speaking right now but WHAT IF they were friends at this moment and she told Carter what Dayton said to her in the bathroom.

I just really want Dayton white to get punched in the face. Him being dead isn’t good enough for me rn LOL

Oh this is fun! Because I knew once people saw the true Dayton behind closed doors that you would HATE him. He had his moments of being sweet, but he was also ridiculously manipulative towards Story. Story was very vulnerable when she met Dayton, and he helped keep her clean, but then when she tried to pull away, you would see him talk down to her. Had he confided in Carter what was going on....

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Neither Will You

Summary:  Story comes clean to Carter

Pairings:  Carter Baizen X Story Drysdale

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit content, manipulation, manipulating a pregnancy, mentions of sexual assault, kidnapping, brass knuckles, implied murder of a main character, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.1K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

What If...? Masterlist

“I’ve thought about you all…” Story walks further into his apartment, pushing him inside and closing the door behind her.  “You okay, Princess?”

“Tell me to leave him.”

“You know I won’t.”

“Make me leave him,” Carter starts to open his mouth but closes it.  “He doesn’t sing to me to fall asleep.  Otto only barely kicks for him.  Daddy unnailed the window and he won’t climb up the trellis.  He is not who I think about when I wake or when I fall asleep.  He’s not who I see running around with Otto.  Carter, it’s you.  I don’t even want him touching me anymore.  Carter, please.”

Carter’s fists clench tightly as he looks at her, “Did he hurt you?” her eyes drift to the floor, unable to answer.  “Story, did you hurt you?”

“Define hurt?” she looks back up at him with tears in her eyes.  “He scares me.”

“Why?” Story shakes her heard and starts to leave.  “Story,” grabbing her wrist she slaps at his hand.

“Don’t touch me.”

“What did he do?”

“H-h-he never hit me,” Carter walks behind her to lock the door, guiding her to the couch, and presses a gentle hand on her belly.  “I didn’t want to get pregnant.  But now he’s here, and I can’t imagine not.  I love him, and I haven’t even met him.  He’s, he’s mine.”

“What does that mean Story,” she shakes her head no, wiping away some tears.  “Princess, what does it mean that he never hit you?”

“He’s not a bad guy.  He’s really nice, he’s just intense.  He didn’t want me on hormones, said that they messed with my mood, and he mentioned basal temperature.  It works, but,” turning away from Carter, she slowly licks her lips, tasting her salty tears, “He was tracking my periods, he purposely...I wanted kids,” her voice lowers to a whisper, “But I wanted them with you.”

Carter bites at his lip hard, trying to steady his anger in front of her.  “I didn’t realize it was happening.  He always wanted,” she turns and looks away from him.  “wanted me to walk in front of daddy with...he wanted daddy to see it dripping down my leg.  He got off on trying to embarrass me, and always was saying how I was his.”

“What else?” she shakes her head no, still unable to look at him.  “Is there more?” 

“He was...Carter I can’t tell you about our sex life.”

“He was hurting you during a time when he should be worshipping you.  Hurting you when he should have been taking care of your feelings, and not using you in a vulnerable state.”

Bringing her thumb to her mouth, she starts biting the surrounding skin.  Her hand reaches to tap on the spot where her rose used to sit, but Carter stops her hand.  His own thumb rubs gently along her skin.  “You can tell me anything.”

“You’ll get mad.”

“Do I sound mad, Princess,” he’s furious.  He can’t show Story just how irate he is, and how much he wants Dayton to suffer.

“He made me.”

“Made you what?” his voice only raises a tiny bit.  “What did he make you do?”

“Have sex today, before he left,” her eyes look at the floor in front of her, slowly closing her lids, when she lets the tears fully fall down her face.  “H-h-he said it’s good luck, and I have to get his motor started.  He didn’t stop until I just agreed.”

Carter watches her cry with her eyes closed, and only can see red.  Ready to kill Dayton White for ever thinking he had the right.  “Is that why you wanted me to make you leave him?” she gives him a nod.  “He did that before you came here?”

“Yes.”

“Are you okay?” 

“I want you to take it all away.  I don’t want to...I wanna be with you, but you...you won’t...”

Carter stands, holding her hand and leads her into his bed.  Gently laying her down.  His lips slowly start to kiss every part of her face, slowly moving down her body.  Stopping at her bump, “He’s yours Carter.  He knows who his daddy is.”

Pressing a slow kiss on her bump, he moves lower, looking up at her, “Princess?  Can I kiss away your pain?”

“We’re not kids anymore Sir Lancelot, but yes,” his lips press the most gentle of kisses over her panties.  Never anything more, not tonight.  Tonight, she’s going to know how even when it’s not sexual, he loves every inch of her.  And he’ll protect her and that baby with his life.  Stopping his kisses when he sees her head roll to the side.

Carter stands up, walking back into the living room to retrieve his phone.  Going through his contacts he spots the familiar name, “She’s here.”

“Why?” Ransom grunts out.

“She’s been coming here.  Mr. Drysdale, he’s hurting her,” Ransom sits silent on the other end.  He knew that Dayton had not always acted with her best interests at heart.  “Do you still have those brass knuckles?”

________________________________________________________________

Carter squats down ripping the bag off Dayton’s head.  He moves back just a bit more from Dayton, who spits up at his face.  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Taking care of something,” Carter stands up wiping the saliva off his face and begins pacing around.  Contemplating just how long he’s going to make Dayton wait for results.

“Whatever she told you it’s not true.”

“Did you manipulate your way to that pregnancy?  Started tracking her periods, knowing she wasn’t on birth control, because you ‘kindly’ asked her to stop?  You don’t have to answer, I saw.”

Dayton scoffs, “Shoulda known she would go running to you.  Sorry, I couldn’t wait until she was fully wet,” Carter quickly leans forward back handing Dayton hard across the cheek.  “How long has she been fucking you?”

“I haven’t touched her since we broke up.”

“Knew you were more than a family friend.”

Carter gets level to Dayton, pulling out those brass knuckles, still stained with Andy’s blood.  Slowly sliding them over his knuckles.  His other hand grips tightly to Dayton’s hair, getting close to his face.  “You’re damn right I’m more than a family friend.  That is my girl, and she’s my everything.  I’m done trying to fight our feelings to stay away from one another.  You’ll never hurt her again.  And I’m sorry to say, she won’t be making opening day, but neither will you,” with a hard scowl he hits Dayton square in the face.  “My son will never know who you are.  Say hello to your daddy in hell for me.”

 Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Does Story ever have issues with PTSD as the kids grow up? Does she have anything that triggers her where she needs either Carter or Ransom to help her get through it?

-🧚🏼‍♂️

With Ransom it was after she lived with Charles. Story stayed in rehab for a long time. Her stay wasn't just about the drug use, but also learning ways to better cope with her anxiety and depression. With Carter it was after Dayton died. Story never processed how unhealthy her relationship with Dayton was. And then after the wreck, she was overwhelmed with that realization, and then felt major guilt because she was relieved he was dead. But then also she had major anxiety about the White's with Otto. Even in the hospital after he was born, she was anxious that someone would take him, and she would never see him again. There is a reason that Carter hired guards for her room.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

It’s Always Been You

Summary:  Story has a panic attack

Pairings:  Carter Baizen X Story Drysdale

Rating:  mild

Warnings: vague mentions of things that have happened to Story, panic attack, feeling18+ ONLY

Word Count:  550

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

Story sits up in bed, her breath panting, and she puts her hand over in Otto’s bassinet, trying to find his body, “Carter! Carter! he’s not there! Carter!”

“Honey,” Carter walks into the room holding a sleeping Otto, and he quickly walks over to the bed, handing Story the baby, and wrapping his arms around her tightly. “I’m sorry. He needed to changed. I should have woke you.”

Her hands roam over his face, “I thought someone took him.”

“I told you, no one is taking our son,” he presses his lips on her temple, and she sinks into him.

“It’s never going away,” her face buries into his chest, and he grips her tightly, feeling her tears soak his shirt. “They’re gonna take him. They think I’m a terrible mother. They’re digging through my past to prove it, I just know. Carter, they’re going to try and take our baby, and she didn’t even want him.”

“I’ll fly us to some beautiful island, and we’ll live there, and they won’t ever find us. I’ll never let anyone hurt you or our baby, okay?” Otto stretches out his body giving a little squeak, and Story gives a pitiful tear filled smile to her son.

“He’s perfect.”

“Like his mom.”

“I’m not perfect,” her bright eyes look back at Carter, feeling regretful that she can’t give him what she feels he needs.

“You are to me,” Story’s fingers rub across Otto’s nose, and Carter smiles at the first person he ever truly loved, and the most perfect little boy. “You are. While I don’t deserve you Story, I can’t let you go. Especially not now with this beautiful little boy. I don’t like how we got here, but I’m glad I’m the one in your bed. I’m happy that I’m the person you’re choosing to raise Otto with.”

“I’m not right. I’m sorry, you’re stuck with us.”

“I’m not stuck. I’m choosing to be here. I don’t think you realize how strong you are. How all that you’ve been through, and you still wake up everyday, and are the best mom to that baby boy. Story, the past few years have been a living hell for you. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that you don’t have to go through that hurt anymore. I’m amazed, you’re able to get out of the bed at all.  However long it takes.  You got me."

"I don't want to, but sometimes I doubt that.  As long as I can remember, it's always been you.  You're the first thing I remember wanting, and I feel guilty that...that I'm able to have sex, and I still can't give that part of myself to you yet.  I still want you though," her beautiful face sniffles through her tears as she looks up at him.  "I really am sorry."

"If you think the only thing I want from you is sex, you haven't been paying attention.  I wanted you in my life, before I knew what sex was.  It's always been you and me, princess," Story gives him a soft smile, leaning forward to kiss softly on his lips.  Readjusting the sleeping Otto before she deepens it.

"It's always been you, Sir Lancelot."  

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Been thinking about Iris… how is she doing? Is she ok? Going to therapy? Hoping she is talking about her feelings and not focusing too much on her guilty about not being there for story and beating herself up 😭😭

Oh my gosh!! Although with James she still has those moments, when it's daylight that woman is tearing it up! She does continue to go to therapy, and when Story gets up to it, she wants them to go together, heal some of their old wounds. She is pouring her workload into Story's cases. Keep in mind not only did Dayton pass, but Story has a children's book coming out, she's dealing with lawsuits with the tapes, AND....

🖤🖤🖤🖤

I’m Right Here

Summary: Iris goes to bat for Story

Pairings: Iris Rogers, Ransom Drysdale Vs. Mr. & Mrs. White, Story Drysdale X Carter Baizen

Rating: angst

Warnings: Iris Drysdale!, mentions of Dayton's passing, mentions of cheating, mentions of paternity, mentions of Story's time with Charles, mentions of a sex tape, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.5K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Iris Drysdale Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

"No, absolutely not," Iris paces around her father's office, Ransom himself growing more agitated with her movements. "She just lost the father of her son a week ago. I don't care. Hold on," muting her phone she looks at her dad. "Mike wants her to testify. Next week."

"No. They have the fucking tapes. It's clearly her."

"They want her to identify the men."

Ransom's eyes look away from Iris, he knows Story is not in a place to be talking about this. "Isn't Frank talking? She had lines of coke, drank, and then was injected with something, they were masked, she's not a reliable witness."

"That's what I'm trying explain. Daddy, she hasn't came out of her room. The only person she's seeing is Carter who hasn't left her. He's bathing her, she can't...she won't be able to handle it," Ransom walks to Iris giving her the biggest hug.

She clicks the phone back on, "She won't do it Mike. How important is it to the case?"

"They may try to make a settlement out of court. Frank is fully cooperating with all except Charles. Even without the charges from the tapes, Charles isn't getting out anytime soon. Officer Everett found more than enough evidence that he was pimping her out, along with the drug charges, domestic abuse. If you want him to have charges on the tapes she'll have to testify."

Ransom gives her a nod, "That's fine. I won't have her further traumatized."

"I understand. My wife is sending another set up for a tea. You said she liked that right?"

"She doesn't like much of anything right now. But thank you," Iris turns the phone off and buries her face back in Ransom's warmth. "Daddy I should have been here."

"You're here now. Your mom and I couldn't handle this the way you are. You're doing such a good job angel. I don't know what we would do without you."

"I think maybe James, Posie, and I need to move back in."

Ransom pushes her off of him shaking his head, "I'm not saying that we don't want you here. Your room and Posie's room is always available. There's also the pool house, but you're pouring too much into this. You've gotta take care of you and your family too. James and Posie."

"Daddy, she needs me."

"She does, and she has you whether you're here or not," he gives her another hug, but her phone goes off with an email. Iris looks at the email, her eyes skimming over it.

"Dammit. No. Nonono, it's getting worse," her blue green eyes look up at her dad, "The White's, they're demanding a DNA test. They said they have proof that Story was cheating on Dayton. Holy shit...Dayton changed his will, Otto is getting seventy-five percent of all his assets. His family is getting the rest. What ring?" Ransom looks away from Iris, "Daddy, there was a ring in his locker. He wasn't...?" he nods his head at Iris, "They're claiming it doesn't belong to her. They want Story to get nothing."

"She doesn't fucking need anything! He was trying to derail her career before it started. What do you mean they have proof she was cheating? Iris, what's the proof?"

"Dayton had her phone tagged. It was Carter wasn't it?" Ransom shrugs his shoulders. "It's always been Carter. But that's still just proof she was there, not cheating."

_____________________________________________________________

Iris and Ransom sit across from the White's. The two of them looking down their noses at them. "Where is she?" Mrs. White asks politely. Her voice still laced with disgust.

"She's mourning. Where do you think she is?"

"That car, it's Mr. Baizen's," Mr. White doesn't add a tone of question, it's a statement. He knows exactly who that car belongs to. Ransom starts to speak, but Iris holds her hand on her father's. "And she's employing her family to fight her battles?"

"I'm representing her. Why did you ask for a meeting?"

"We're contesting our son's will. That baby will not get anything..." Ransom growls, almost barring his teeth at him. "Is there a problem?"

"His name is Otto. You will refer to my grandson as Otto."

"See you know he's your grandson, we have our doubts. Dayton came to us with concerns. He was tracking her phone, and every time he left she wound up leaving and spending hours everyday at a Carter Baizen's apartment. He never said it, but we have our doubts that Otto is our son's."

"When Story got involved with Dayton, Carter wasn't even in town. He didn't even see her until she was pregnant. Dayton met him the first time they had saw each other in two years."

"She wouldn't move in with him," Iris stares holes into Dayton's mother. Disgusted by her behavior, and the suggesting that her lack of wanting to move in meant anything.

"She wasn't ready."

"She can have sex with our son, but isn't ready to move in with him?" Ransom again tenses up, only to have Iris be the one that calms him.

"Mr. White, I don't think you realize the predicament she was in. They had unprotected sex, obviously. Things happened way too fast, she didn't think about Dayton's public persona, and how she wasn't prepared for that lifestyle. He exploited their relationship on more than one occasion, especially with that photo," Mr. White starts to intervene, but Iris only speaks louder, "He was well aware of her anxiety, he did that as a way to assert his possession over her to Mr. Baizen. Story and Mr. Baizen have known each other their whole lives. Can Dayton say the same for his pit lizards?"

Iris hands over photos of Dayton lip locked with some girl after a party. "We will oblige you the paternity test when Otto is born, but do not come into our home trying to bully my sister and her unborn son. Your grandson."

"We will conduct the test now."

"He will be tested on the day he's born. She's too far along and that test can be too invasive. Is that all?"

"She won't get the ring."

"I believe you'll find that the insurance on the ring is in hers and Dayton's name. You don't get to dictate whether she gets it or not. But just so we're clear, Story is worth more than Dayton White was. She doesn't need the money, but he wanted it to go to his son, so when Otto is proven to be your late son's, there's nothing you can do."

"He won't have his last name."

"That's up to his mother. We can petition for his name to be put on his birth certificate post mortem, Once we have the proof that he is Otto's father. I believe we're done here. See yourself out."

Standing up Mr. White starts to speak again, "We're done here," Iris reiterates. Holding the door open she excuses them out the office and out the front door.

James stands with his arms wide waiting for Iris. "I'm so proud of you baby doll. You were amazing. Such a strong fighter for your sister," she buries her face in his chest. "She'll be okay. Carter's got her eating fries and a milkshake."

_____________________________________________________________

Story presses her back against Carter's chest, his fingers rubbing along her bump, only the softest of smiles from him when he feels Otto kick at his fingers. She very rarely speaks. Just soaks up Carter's warmth. "Princess, I need you to eat something. That boy is counting on you. I got you a chocolate milkshake and fries. Well, Blade and Harry got it. I just picked it up from outside your door."

"Thanks."

"But you need some protein. You know you want a healthy boy."

A tear falls down Story's cheek and onto Carter's hand that rests under her face, "I can't believe I still have tears."

"Will you eat some peanut butter? Anything?"

"I want some pickle juice," she releases a pitiful giggle. "And chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. I want the biggest slice of barbecue chicken pizza. Chicken salad on a croissant, and..."

"What more could you want?"

Story knows that Carter can't bring Dayton back. She knows that part of her grief is a lot of guilt. She accepted her life with Dayton, but she never truly wanted to be with him. Not like she is in this moment with Carter. Never wanting him to leave for a second, afraid that her dreams will manifest in him as well. "Just cheesecake."

"I'll get it all ordered Princess. Have it delivered. Blade can bring it up here. I won't even have to leave."

"Why is he still here?"

She rolls over to her back, and Carter looks down at her. Blood shot puffy eyes could never take away her beauty. She's still the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. "He's working from home. Well from his childhood home."

"Otto always moves with you," her hands press over his, moving it around and she groans, "That, right there, that's his butt."

"His butt?" Carter smiles when she giggles.

"Yeah, he sleeps all curled up like you."

"He has less room than me."

She gives him a genuine smile, it's more weakened than it normally is but it's there. "Don't leave me."

"I'm not. I'm right here."

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Can we get more of Carter and Otto please 🥺. 'You're my daddy' really did some things to me

-🐢<3

Hey 🐢anon, I hope all is well with you! Is Carter and Otto just not the sweetest!? I love Carter for Otto, like he never once hesitated to step up when Story needed him to. I know they had that little bit of a conversation while she was still pregnant, but Carter never once pushed her into anything. He still slept in the same bed as her, but they literally were just sleeping. It was easy. While she wasn't in love with Dayton, she had moved in and committed to being with him. So now, they've sped up in some areas, and slowed down in others. So let's take a look at the two rings that Carter showed/gave to Otto...

🖤🖤🖤🖤

The Rings

Summary:  Story, Otto, and Carter get rings

Pairings:  Carter X Otto, Carter X Ransom

Rating:  🥺🥺

Warnings: SOFT!boys, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.3K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

Carter fiddles around with that velvet box he’s had for so long.  Still keeping it a secret from Story.  In the other pocket is her rose.  The symbol of the most beautiful and innocent love he could ever think of.  Everything about his family is perfect.  Sitting on Otto’s bed while he plays around with some toys.  The two of them waiting on Story to get home.  Their own home, almost ready to start breaking ground, so he’s running out of time.  

He’s never been more terrified in his life, and it’s his three-year-old son that’s making him that way.  Not to mention, he still has to talk to Ransom.  A conversation he’s played in his head ten thousand times, and each time he dies a slow torturous death.  In Carter’s mind he’ll never be good enough for Story, but she wants him.  Lays in the bed with him every night, most nights joined by their son.  The one he claimed before he was ever born.

“Daddy, what wong?” Otto finally turns to see his dad in a form of mental anguish.  His little legs walk over to him, pressing his hands on his knees.  He tilts his head to the side giving him a snaggle tooth grin.  “Don’t wowwy, Mommy be home soon.  Hew wif Mimi.”

Carter lifts his head to smile at the angelic face of Otto, “I know buddy.  It was actually you I needed to talk to.”

“To me?” his voice screeches, and he reaches for Carter to place him on his lap.  “Why me?”

“You know I love Mommy?”

“Hew vewy pwetty,” his giggles vibrate off the walls, and Carter laughs along with him.

“I know she’s very pretty.  The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Yep.”

“But there’s something missing,” Otto squints his eyes tilting his head and looking like a little puppy, causing Carter to chuckle again.  “Her last name doesn’t match ours.  She’s still Story Drysdale.”

“Take hew to change it wike me.”

“There is another way,” he finally opens up the box, hearing Otto gasp at the ring.  “I need to ask you though.  You’re the number one man in her life.”

“No, daddy.  You awe.  I’m hew baby, youw hew man.”

“You think I should ask your mom to marry me?”

“Weww, duh.  Why you wait so wong?  Do I get to weaw a suit wike you?  And Daddy!  Mommy wants to get mawwied at a castwe, we going to a weal castwe?”

“I first have to talk to Papa and Mimi, and then hopefully she’ll say yes,” Otto’s arms wrap tight around Carter’s neck, his little hands patting at his back.

“She’ww say yes, but youw on youw own wif Papa, Mommy is Papa’s baby.”

“Thanks for reminding me kid.”

________________________________________________________________

“You’re my daddy,” Otto says onto Carter’s leg that he clings to.  “I wuv you, daddy.”

“Love you, too, buddy,” he squishes a kiss on Story’s neck before squatting down to the little boy, “You know we got Mommy her new necklace?” Otto nods his head excitedly looking up at the necklace that sits where her white rose once set.  The one that Carter continues to carry in his pocket with him.  “Mommy isn’t the only one getting gifts.”

“Youw getting a wing tomowwow.  And Mommy too, and you got hew a...”

“Otto!  That’s a secret,” he grimaces looking up at a frowning Story.  “You hush woman.  This is between me and my boy.  No, I’m passing down something that once belong to me.”

“Weawwy?  What is it?” Carter grins pulling out the tiny ring box, and Otto makes an odd face, “Dats Mommy’s.”

“No, this was mine.  Papa got it for me when I was young.  It meant the world to me, and now, I want you to have it.  My son,” opening up the box Otto glances at it before up at his mom who gives him a nod.  One look at Carter, and he nearly loses it when Otto has big tears in his eyes.  

“It’s wike Papa’s, Daddy,” Carter removes the ring to slip on Otto’s tiny little finger.  “I wook wike Papa.”

“It wasn’t a family heirloom when your Papa got it for me, but I think it is now.”

“Tank you, Daddy.  I wuv it.  Now can we give Mommy hew t...”

“Buddy!” Carter covers his mouth his hand chuckling, “That is tomorrow.  I’ll let you be the one to give it to her if you promise not to say another word, okay?”

“Carter Baizen, what did you do?”

“Nothing.” “It’s pwetty wike you.”

“After that no more gifts,” narrowing her eyes at him, when he scoops up the little boy.  “Both of you.”

“You look good in diamonds.”

“Weal pwetty in diamonds.”

________________________________________________________________

Carter picks up the square heavy bottle of his cologne.  A new customized bottle just for him.  Engraved with his initials and everything.  Giving himself a little spritz on his tux, when he sees Ransom’s reflection walk in.  “Can I talk to the bonehead alone?” he looks between Blade, James, TJ, and Sammy.  Those dark blue eyes focused only on the man that’s about to take his daughter from him.

The men give a nod, and head towards the door, leaving Ransom and Carter alone.  Something Carter had wanted to avoid for awhile, and now Ransom is the one demanding the time alone.  “Still wearing my cologne I smell.”

“She likes it on me,” he clears his throat pretending to straighten his tie.

“I wanted to avoid this day, in so many ways,” Carter turns to look at Ransom, unsure of what to say.  “But, it also feels right.  The goal is for your kids to leave the nest.  You know I love all my children so much.  I have such a special bond with each.  But that little girl...” Ransom stops, Story is no longer a little girl.  She’s his grown daughter.  Successful in her own right.  Missing those nights he would walk past her room, to see her asleep in her window nook.  Wishing for the man that stands in front of her.  Carrying her to her bed, and she’d let out a soft sigh, before telling him, she loved him.  The times throughout her life, she tried to include Carter every time.  Saying his name before even saying mama.  Story always knew that Carter was meant for her.

“I’m sorry,” Ransom takes a long slow breath before looking up at Carter.  “She’s not a little girl anymore.”

“She is to you.”

“Still, yeah.  She’s my baby.  My hopeless romantic.  She was twenty-one years old crawling in my lap.  She doesn’t do that anymore,” Carter looks down at the floor.  “It’s your lap she crawls in.  She doesn’t give me goodnight hugs, those are for you.  Or crawl in mine and her mom’s bed, because she’s got you.  I don’t know if you realize how it was always you she wanted.”

“It hasn’t really hit me yet.”

“Remind me after the honeymoon to give you Harlan’s books and journals.  You’re in there a lot.  You think she was wishing for Prince Charming, it was always you.  I know I screwed up a lot of things between you two, but you found your way back.  And you have went above and beyond what I could have ever imagined for my Story book.  She’ll always be my daughter, but...” looking down at the floor, he pulls out the ring he had made for his bonehead, Mr. Tweedle Dum himself.  Trying to stop the tears from falling down his face, at letting his daughter go.

“She’s yours now.  That scares and hurts me so much.  But I’ve never seen her happier.  Never seen a man care for a child that biologically isn’t yours.  I would never question it if I didn’t know.”

“I learned from you, Mr. Drysdale.”

“I saw my grandson, it looks nice on his finger.  But here,” without anymore words, Ransom gives him a grownup pinky signet ring.  Nearly identical to his.  “It’s not a...”

“It’s special all the same Mr. Drysdale.  It’ll become a family heirloom.”

“Take care of my baby.”

“I will.”

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

OMG when did Otto change his last name to Baizen and what was it like to everyone? I mean if it's anything like when Icy got her name changed, I'm gonna have another day of crying over this au 😭

I didn't exclusively say when he did. He was always going to have an earlier name change, but had I said it sooner, you would have known who Story was going to marry. Since everything seems to be about Story's wedding, let's go in reverse, and see the day that Otto changed his name. He did come home with the name White, in fact, in The Rings Otto knows that his name was changed, this happened while he was three.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Otto Ransom Baizen

Summary:  Otto wants to know why everyone’s last name is different

Pairings:  Story/Carter X Otto

Rating:  🥺

Warnings: Otto, Carter tears, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  800

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

Story sits on the bed, her knees propped up as she finishes a quick draft for her next book.  Carter on the bed beside her just watching.  “You’re amazing.”

“You say that everyday, Baizen,” she closes up her computer, and he turns to kiss along her jaw.  Teeth nipping along the perimeter.  “I don’t think we have time.”

“I know, I just want to make out with you for a minute,” he fully lays her flat on the bed, while his lips connect to every part of her.  

“Why were you talking to daddy today?”

“Story, we only a few minutes,” normally he wouldn’t care, but for right now, he wants to leave that conversation alone.

“I know, but I don’t need you to get me too hot and bothered, so I just want to talk,” her megawatt smile beams up at him, and he lowers his head in defeat.  She could always get to him easily.

“It’s nothing you need to worry about right now,” while Story thinks it’s possibly a proposal, it’s not.  Carter had wanted to talk to Ransom about buying some land on the estate property for him to build Story’s dream home.  Her very own castle.

As he she pulls him back in for a kiss, the door squeaks open slowly and they turn to see their chubby faced boy, “Can I sweep in hewe for a wittle bit?”

“Come on baby,” he runs over to the bed, only for Story to pull him up to her chest.  Carter ruffling his hair, while she clings to her tiny little boy.

“Can you teww me da stowy of how daddy climbed up youw towew?” Otto once had thought that Story was making it up, thought that she had over-romanticized the moment that Carter knew she was more than just a little girl.  He adds in his own little tidbits about how he knew that Story was the one, and that no one else could ever compare.  “You you didn’t wuv hew as wong as she wuved you.”

“No, but your mom is so much younger than me.  I didn’t see her as someone to love in that way.”

Otto sits back and thinks a bit about his parents.  How they’re all in so many ways different.  “Why do I have a diffewent wast name again?”

“White, is your angel daddy’s name,” Story reminds him.  After the initial shock wore off, and she was reluctantly honest with Carter about her relationship with Dayton, she wished she would have given Otto the Drysdale last name.  Carter is always calm when talking about Dayton with Otto, but as soon as their alone, he just wants to hold Story tightly.  Wishing that he would have listened to her when she begged him to make her leave him.  Always with the simple, ‘I should have known princess’.

“How come we aww have diffewent wast names?”

“Well, Drysdale is the name I got from my daddy.  You got your name from your angel daddy.”

“But, daddy you wuv mommy wight?” Carter nods head, snuggling in closer to him and Story.  “Weww, we shouwd aww have da same wast name,” Carter’s eyes look up at Story, and his lip trembles.

“Aw, babe,” her hand presses up against his cheek and she peppers kisses all over his face.  Her lips absorbing each of his tears.

“Daddy what’s wong?  I won’t change my wast name if you’we gonna cwy.”

“Daddy’s just happy.  So you wanna change your last name?” he nods happily, his big eyes shining up at his dad, “You want me to be your real dad or just change your last name?”

“You awe my weal dad, siwwy,” with a little shimmy, he pushes himself further down in the bed.  His eyes closes softly, “I wuv you daddy, wuv you mommy.”

Story’s fingers rub gently over his arm, giving him his ‘arm tickles’ that he loves so much.  The two of them just watching the precious boy, “Do you want to adopt him, Carter?  Like, him be officially yours?” she rolls her eyes to look up at him.  “I know we’re not married, but I feel we’re going in that direction, and dad adopted Icy before him and mom were married, and I just think if something happens to me, they...she would have rights to him, but if you adopted,” Carter stops her train of thought by pressing his lips against hers.  

The two of them sniffling, but still not able to get enough of each other.  “I want him to officially be my son.  Nobody is taking him from us, okay?”

“Good.  Because he’s right where he belongs,” she gives him a soft kiss and pulls away, “In time...maybe we could...I want more kids with you Carter, always saw us with a house full of little girls.”

“I’ll take a mini Story any day, princess.”

“So, you want more?” 

“I’ll take as many as you give me.”

She gives him that signature smile, “Promise?”

“Promise.”

Masterlist

[georgiapeach30513]

Desperate Lives AU Phase IV Masterlist

The kids are GROWN

Daddy Please Stop - Story X Charles Blackwood

She Was Holding You - James X Iris

Finding Help - Lucy X Lo

Thanks, James - Story X James

You Did Good Kid - Lucy X Blade

Maybe - Iris X Dr. Banner

Except the Sundaes - Blade X Lucy

She’s Not Here - Iris X Kitten

Big Family Dinner - Story/TJ X Kitten

Not an Option - Blade X the Donut

That’s A Start - Iris X Steve

Mr. Drysdale - Story/Nate, Beau/Ransom

All Ransom Drysdale - Iris X Frank

Dayton White - Story X Dayton

Andy’s Son - Ransom/Kitten/Frank/Ari & Story/Dayton

Nine Months - Story X Dayton

Here’s Your Rock - Story X Dayton

Deal With It - Story X Jefferson, Lo X Jefferson

Can I Give You A Hug - Iris X LP

She’s His Place - Story X Dayton, Story X Carter

Everything She Wanted - Ransom X Iris

Go Home James - Story X Carter

We Didn’t Do Anything - Story X Carter

Lock and Key - Aster & Story

One Day at a Time - Kitten X Iris

Bye Carter - Story X Carter

It Was Just A Dream - Kitten/Iris/Story

I Think Something’s Wrong - Story/Ransom X Dayton

It Wasn’t Your Fault - James X Iris

I’m Right Here - Ransom/Iris X Mr. & Mrs. White, Carter X Story

Play the Piano For Me - Story/Carter X TJ

Yeah - Story X Carter

Don’t Want Anyone - James X Beau

Your Babies - Blade X Carter/Story/Otto

Can I Hold Him - Story/Carter X Ransom/Kitten X Frank/Ari

As Good A Dad - Carter X Story

Plenty of Practice - Aster X Story

It’s Always Been You - Story X Carter

You Better Learn - Aster X Carter

Feed Me, I’m Hungry - Aster X Iris

Whatever You Want Angel - Ransom X Aster

We Can Try - Story X Carter

Rewarding and Terrifying - Aster/Ellie X Iris

Ellie Belly - Ransom X Ellie

Extra Special - Blade X Ellie

Only For You - Iris X James

A Rabbit - Arleigh X Beau

We’re Just Napping - Arleigh X Beau

His Judgement - Arleigh X Beau

Maybe I’ll See You There - Arleigh X Beau

Where Were We? - Arleigh X Beau

We’ve Got All Night - Arleigh X Beau

Help You Relax - Arleigh X Beau

I Don’t Know About That - Arleigh X Beau

He’s No Beau Adler - Arleigh/Beau X Carter/Story

Show Us The Cabin - Story X Beau

Anytime Son - Frank X Beau

A Heavy Sleeper - Arleigh X Beau

I Am Too - Arleigh X Beau

Baby Bunny - Curtis X Arleigh

I Love Our Family - The Everett-Levinson’s

I Approve - Beau/Arleigh X Frank/Sugarplum

Tolerate You - Owin X Kitten, Owin X Aster

Otto Ransom Baizen - Carter/Story X Otto

Does Bunny Know - Beau X Carter/Otto

You Have My Blessing - Ransom X Carter

Just Had to Ask - Carter X Story

Not His Father - Carter X Lydia

The Rings - Carter X Otto

She’ll Love It - Story X Carter

I Love You, Too, Mrs... - Story X Carter

What Was Your Wish - Story X Carter

Blue Pumpkins - Beck X Ellie

Singing Trick - Ransom X Posie/Ellie/Otto

Mercury Buddy - Beck X Ellie

Venus Buddy - Beck X Ellie

Bad Words - Lucy/Otto X Blade

The Great & Wonderful Beck - Aster X Beck

My Personal Number - Aster X Beck

Or You - Aster X Beck

Pluto Buddy - Aster X Beck

A Slumber Party - Aster X Beck

With Us - Aster X Beck

Not My Problem - Aster/Beck X Ellie/Mickey

They Can Help, Too - Aster X Ransom

My Life - Aster/Beck, Becks X Ellie

You Pwomised, Wiar - Lucy/Otto X Ransom/Kitten

To the Moon & Back - Aster/Ellie X Beck

I Call Him Dad - Aster/Ellie/Beck, Joshua/Emy

Needs One of His Own - Owin X Ellie

Test - James X Iris

Seven - James X Iris

Give Me Babies - James X Iris

Butterscotch Blondie - Blade

Calm Your Tits - Ransom X Kitten, Posie/Otto/Ellie

He Really Is - Aster/Ellie X Beck

Spend Time with Your Daughter - Aster X Mickey

My Girls - Aster/Ellie X Beck

We Learned From You Two - James X Iris

Add the Beck - Aster X Beck WEDDING

Black Coffee & Blueberry Muffins - Owin X Bitty Bean

All These Grandbabies - James/Iris/Thorne/Poppy X Sarah Rogers

Don’t Be Vulgar - Ransom X Kitten, Posie/Otto/Ellie

Ellie’s Special and Blackberry Muffins - Owin/Ellie X Bitty Bean

I Don’t Bite - Lucy X Will

Blueberry Lemon Muffins - Owin X Bitty Bean

That Was Pitiful - Ellie/Otto X Owin

The Muffins Are Delicious - Own X Kitten

Strawberry Muffin and a Mini Blueberry Muffin - Owin X Bitty Bean

What Are These - Bitty Bean X Ex!Marshall

Have Fun Friday - Owin X Bitty Bean

Wanna Play Scrabble? - Owin X Bitty Bean

Just A Dessert - The Drysdale’s

The Day You Were Born - Ransom/Kitten/Posie/Thorne/Poppy

I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm - Aster X Beck

Don’t Do It Blade - Lucy X Blade X Lo

Butt Rubs - Iris/James X Beau

I’m Not A Mess - Otto & The Dudes

A Dream - The Rogers’

The Chocolate Fountain - Blade X Lucy/Harry

Your Mama, My Iris - James, Iris, Thorne, Poppy

Don’t Tell Your Mom - Otto X The Dudes

Oral Fixations - Blade/Otto X Lo

Pwetty Pwetty Pwease - Otto X The Dudes

Christmas Cookies - Story X Carter

For Today - Blade X Lo

Alright Cutie - Blade X Lo

Don’t Embawwass Youwsewf - Blade/Otto X Lo

It’s A Date - Otto/The Dudes X Lo

Here’s My Number - Story X Lo

What You Two Have - Lo/The Baizen’s X Blade

Respect Your Boundaries - Blade X Lo

Kiss Goodnight - Blade X Lo

I Trust You - Blade X Lo

It’s Not Funny - Story X Carter

Take It Slow - Blade X Lo

Will I Get to See You - Blade X Lo

We’re Too Close - Lucy/Harry X Blade/Lo

If You’re Lucky - Lucy X Chris

Changing the Subject - Blade/Lo X Ransom/Kitten

Can I Taste You? - Blade X Lo

Gotta Finish First - Chris X Lucy

The Christmas Guest - Lo X The Drysdale’s

Santa Tell Me - Lo X The Drysdale’s

I Wanna See Them - Lucy X Chris

Maybe This Will Help - Lo X Story/Lucy

Not Yet - Lucy X Chris

If You Want To - Blade/Lo X Otto/Ellie

I’m Trying - Blade X Lo

On Top of Me - Blade X Lo

All of Me - Blade X Lo

Wanna Taste - Blade X Lo

Boston Cream Pie - The Drysdale’s

Just Love Her - Blade X Kitten

Meet My Family - Blade X Lo

Button - Ransom X Lo

Honey Bee - Lucy X Chris

Good For You - Blade X Lo

Boneheads - The Drysdale’s

What Do You Need - Blade X Lo

Pretty Kitty - Carter/Story X Harry

Something For Me - Lucy/Chris X Ransom

Every Part of Me - Story X Carter

I Can and I Will - Blade X Lo

Love Bites - The Drysdale’s

Merry Christmas Baby - Blade X Lo

Baby It’s Cold Outside - Lucy X Chris

Red Velvet Cake - Blade X Lo

It’s So Pretty Though - Blade X Lo

We Don’t Talk About This - Blade/Lo X Carter/Story

Dinosauw Spwinkwes - The Drysdale Kids/SOs

Who This Belongs To - Blade X Lo

Snowed In - The Drysdale’s

Like a Tree - Lucy X Chris

Can We Watch - Blade/Lo X Beau/Arleigh

Good and Wet - Arleigh X Lo

Her Star - Story/Zephyr/Asher/Brooks X Ransom

Be A Boy - Aster X Beck

I Want a Girl - Aster, Beck, Ellie

Something Blue - Aster X Beck

I Wanna Divorce - Story X Carter, Steve Kemp

A Few More - The Drysdale’s

Two Straws - Aster/Beck X Ellie

See You Around - Posie X Justin Capshaw, Posie X Jax Teller

Further Than Twenty-Three Weeks - Aster, Iris, Kitten, Story, Lucy, Lo

Big Huge Titans - Aster X Beck

Taking All the Fun Away - Aster X Beck

Believe in Fairy Tales - The Beck’s

Both at the Same Time - Blade X Lo

Limited Enough - Blade X Lo

Never Been Happier - Blade X Lo

Poopy Diapers - Ransom X Blade

Fable Pearl Drysdale - Blade X Lo

The Best Cuddler - Blade, Lo, Fable, Otto, Harry

Wearing Nothing But - Carter X Story

Squishy Girl - Blade/Lo X Fable

Can I Jump on the Bed, Too? - The Drysdale’s

One Car Coming Back - Carter/Otto/Story X Blade/Lo/Harry

For You - Ransom X Squish

Special Cookies - Blade, Kitten, Ransom, Squish

Perfect For Me - Chris X Lucy

Chrissy’s Kissies - Chris X Archer

He Loves You - Chris, Lucy, Fable, Archer

Another One - Carter X Story

How About That Wine - Aster/Atlas/Orion X Iris/Thorne/Poppy