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mikaleialt ยท 1 year ago
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MASTERLIST
๐Ÿฉต - Bada Lee
โค๏ธ - Minah Lee
๐Ÿ’› - Kim Taeyoung/Tatter
Writing for Team Bebe only, request more Bebe members please
Series:
Secret Love Song
Pt.2 ๐Ÿฉต
Little Moments
Pt.2 ?? ๐Ÿฉต
One-Shots:
BMW | TATTER VER.
Smut, Suggestive ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’›
Caught in 4k
Fluff ๐Ÿฉต
The Reveal
Crack, (made for Eli @/badasgirlfriend) ๐Ÿฉต
Stolen Hoodie|Halloween Special
Collab with Eli @badasgirlfriend , smut ๐Ÿฉต
Captured Hearts
Suggestive, fluff (request) ๐Ÿฉต
Ride it!
Fluff, suggestive, smut ๐Ÿฉต
Coming Back To You
Angst, smut, fluff โค๏ธ
Girlfriend
Suggestive, smut ๐Ÿฉต
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b1ackbunny ยท 1 year ago
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DIRTY DANCER
CH. 0 | PROLOGUE
A Tatter smau-ish ff
pairing: tatter x fem!creator!oc (laura wen yu)
synopsis: just like the saying goes, first impressions go a long way. when laura wen yu and kim taeyoung meet in rather sour circumstances, they both develop firm beliefs that they will never truly get along. but over time, their two worlds keep colliding beyond their control and the underlying tensions begin to build. the two explore the line between love and hate, but on which side will they ultimately fall?
word count: n/a
warnings: au, no mentions of swf or smf (but mentions of the contestants), bad writing, friendly violence, a little inaccurate, suggestive language, toxic relationship tendencies, cheating, unedited
previous: lauraโ€™s rat colony
next: chapter 1
taglist (open!):
masterlist
a/n: hello party peopleee!!! welcome to the spin-off of love lies where itโ€™s tatter x laura!!! I really hope yโ€™all enjoy this + this doesnโ€™t count as officially starting it so shhh updates will be on the slower side compared to love lies๐ŸงŽ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธalso synopsis might be changed but keeps the same general idea bc Iโ€™m trash at writing those so donโ€™t mind it ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ comment if yโ€™all wanna be added to the taglist ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฝ (too lazy to change somiโ€™s text to yeji so just vibe)
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starogeorgina ยท 1 year ago
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Tattered hears
Warning: Smut, hints of abusive marriage, cheating, swearing
Pairing: Ubbe ร— reader
1.01
The snap of a branch caught your attention. He was getting closer. You still made your movements, knowing if you made any noise, heโ€™d hear you. You try to hear what direction the footsteps have gone, but the forest goes completely silent. You loved this little game of cat and mouse, you being the helpless prey andโ€ฆ
โ€œUbbe!โ€ You squeal when he pounces from behind and pushes you forward into a tree.
You press your palms against the tree and arch your back so itโ€™s not touching the rest of your body. Your breath hitches as the cool night air nips at your bare skin and as your lover's hand grazes against the back of your legs, then your ass cheek. He palms your ass with one hand, then another, snaking around your front to squeeze at your jaw, slipping his fingers into your mouth for you to suck on. After a moment, Ubbe lets go of you to lower his trousers enough for his cock to spring free. He rubs his cock against your cunt, which was still dripping from the previous orgasm he gave you from his mouth. He pounds into you roughly, one hand resting on the tree for balance and the other groping at your breast.
You hold your breath, waiting to see if he notices.
Ubbe abruptly spins you around so your back presses against the tree. The look on his face was hard to read. He lifts you, slides back into you, and pulls down the front of your dress so your heavy breasts are out and swaying with each thrust. Ubbeโ€™s eyes widen as he rubs his thumb over your hard nipple. He lifts his head up to meet your gaze with a wicked grin on his face. โ€œYou are with the child again.โ€
โ€œYโ€”yes.โ€
His cock reaches the sweet, soft spot that drives you crazy. You dig your fingers into the back of his neck, savoring the moment. It had been months since you last had him alone, and you werenโ€™t sure when youโ€™d be able to do this again. The bark from the tree scratches you, but it only adds to the thrill of fucking him when you shouldnโ€™t be.
โ€œIs itโ€”โ€
โ€œItโ€™s your baby, Ubbe,โ€ you say before clashing your lips against his.
He smiles into the kiss and says, โ€œHow many children must I give you before your husband notices, hmm?โ€
Muffled moans fall from your lips; youโ€™re so lost in pleasure that itโ€™s hard to form a sentence. You wrap your arms around Ubbe's, holding him close as he continues to thrust into you until he cums. When heโ€™s recovered from his orgasm, he pulls out and gently places you back on the ground, then falls to his knees. Holding your skirts up, he licks at your clit until you come shaking and crying his name.
As Ubbe fixes your skirt, you catch your breath. He smirks while kissing your clothed body, breathing in your scent until he reaches your chest. He brushes his nose against yours while his fingers fix you back into the top of your dress. He raises his brows and says, โ€œThis wonโ€™t fit soon. Youโ€™ll need to size up to make space for your bump.โ€
โ€œI know.โ€
โ€œDoes he know?โ€
You shrug. โ€œIโ€™m unsure; he doesnโ€™t pay much attention.โ€
ร˜dger, your husband was almost loved as much as Ragner himself. He was known as a fierce warrior and was old enough to be your father. He was well respected within Kattegat by most, aside from Ubbe and his brothers. They saw who ร˜dger really was; the only reason they hadnโ€™t killed him was because their mother, Aslaug, the queen of Kattegat, made them promise not to.
โ€œWhen can I see you again?โ€ You ask. After almost getting caught having sex by Bjorn, you decided to keep a distance between you to throw off any suspicions, but it was hard. Your sneaking around had started as one friend helping another, and now you were in love with someone who wasnโ€™t your husband.
โ€œTomorrow,โ€ he says, fixing himself back into his trousers. โ€œMe and my brother are going fishing. I could take the boys with us; I get to spend time with them and see you without raising any suspicion.โ€
โ€œOkay, I look forward to it.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t know how long I can keep doing this,โ€ he sighs. Ubbe presses his forehead against yours and says, โ€œLeave with me.โ€
Your heart hammers in your chest. โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œLeave Kattegat with me. We can take the boys and go.โ€ Seeing you look hesitant, Ubbe places your hand on his chest, right above where his heart is. โ€œYou love me. Iโ€™m the father of your children, not him.โ€
โ€œUbbeโ€ฆโ€
โ€œEgil and Kรฅre are my blood, and they should be raised as such.โ€
Tears swell in your eyes. โ€œUbbe, please, we had an agreement.โ€
โ€œWhat if I told you I wanted to end it? That I want more.โ€ He kisses you passionately. โ€œElli, I would treat you right; I would give you everything you want.โ€
You married ร˜dger too young. And when you failed to fall pregnant, he became violent. The only person you shared the fear of not having children with was Ubbe. Wanting to help you, Ubbe suggested you sleep together until you were with the child. By the age of fifteen, you gave birth to your first child, Egil, and two years later, you gave birth to Kรฅre. Now, seven years after your secret relationship started, you are pregnant again. Throughout the years, you had hidden the way ร˜dger treated you, but as your sons got older, you feared for their safety.
โ€œIโ€™m scared,โ€ you admit.
โ€œIf you stay with him, Iโ€™ll watch over you and the boys from a distance, but I cannot continue doing this. Itโ€™s becoming too hard; watching you fake a happy life with someone who doesnโ€™t deserve you is painful for me. Leave Kattegat with me; we can come back one day.โ€
โ€œWhat about your mother?โ€
โ€œMy brothers can protect her without me for a few years.โ€
Looking into Ubbeโ€™s blue eyes, you knew what your decision would be. โ€œIโ€™ll go with you; as long as you promise me, youโ€™ll always keep Egil and Kรฅre safe from ร˜dger.โ€
โ€œI promise.โ€
โ€”
Your day had gone well; your sons had gone fishing with Ubbe and Hvitzerk. Your eldest Egil was incredibly proud to present you with what he caught. You prepared the meal alone so it would be done faster, promising to show them how to gut a fish the next day. Aslaug had asked you to make her three new dresses in a short space of time. You still needed to collect more plants for dyes and more wool to turn into yarn.
Hearing ร˜dgerโ€™s voice, you told your boys to play outside but not to go off far. ร˜dger stands behind you, watching as you clean food off the table. He grunts, โ€œWe have thrallโ€™s for that.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t mind.โ€
Your husband pushes himself up behind you, causing you to scrunch up your face. Even the mere touch of him caused your skin to crawl. He brushes his mouth against the back of your neck. โ€œI heard Ragnarโ€™s sons were here earlier.โ€
โ€œThey took Egil and Kรฅre fishing.โ€ You say. Ubbe had briefly discussed the plan he had made for you to leave together when Hvitzerk appeared, cutting the conversation short. Feeling your husbands hands start to grope at your body, you push him away and say, โ€œร˜dger, stop.โ€
โ€œStop?โ€
โ€œIโ€™m not in the mood forโ€ฆ that.โ€
โ€œWhat?โ€ He frowns.
โ€œI donโ€™t feel well,โ€ you say, trying to walk by him.
Furious, he grabs hold of your wrist to stop you from leaving. โ€œIs it not a wifeโ€™s job to please her husband?โ€ When you donโ€™t answer him, his grip tightens. โ€œSpeak woman!โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t feel well because I am with a child.โ€
Kรฅre runs inside, interrupting ร˜dger before he can reply. โ€œMother, Queen Aslaug is outside.โ€
Aslaug walks into your home with a smile plastered across her face while holding Egilโ€™s hand. You were convinced she knew the truth about your son's parentage but would never ask. โ€œI just came by to see how the dresses were coming along.โ€ She walks closer to you and says, โ€œMy sons told me the good news.โ€
โ€œMy apologies; I havenโ€™t finished the dresses yet.โ€
She gives you a knowing look, then politely talks to ร˜dger, but he quickly leaves. When he is gone, Aslaug mumbles something to herself and places her hand on your stomach, her smile fading as she does.
โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€
โ€œI am told very little, but I know everything,โ€ she says quietly. โ€œAnd I know leaving Kattegat isnโ€™t in your future.โ€
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badasgirlfriend ยท 1 year ago
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Stolen Hoodie | Bada Lee Social Media Au
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pairings: bada lee x shin nari
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Tatter was patiently for Bada to leave her things so they could leave to eat something. Bada tossed her bag to the ground before removing her grey hoodie and tossing it down next to it. After fixing her hair, Bada made her way towards Tatter, eager to get going and
"Let's go. I'm starving," Bada said with a smile.
Tatter nudged her playfully in response as she eagerly nodded, "Finally. I thought you'd never come."
They stepped into the busy cafeteria, filled with students from the university of arts. Tatter grabbed some tteokbokki, while Bada settled for some pizza.
Tatter let out a groan upon discovering that her food was cold to the touch. "Nooo, it's cold," she exclaimed.
Bada chuckled in response, "Well, what did you expect? For them to keep it warm just for you?" Tatter stuck out her tongue at Bada
Tatter looked around not knowing how to start the conversation shes been longing to have. She cleared her throat deciding to just go for it
"Sooo, my friend has this friend whos super pretty and hot" Tatter began to ramble but Bada wasnt paying attention to her, her eyes locked on her phone as she scrolled down "Look she's so pretty and funny
Tatter showed her a picture of Nari but Bada didnt even cast a glance "Yeah so pretty"
"Bada," Tatter whined again, her phone now locked, "You didn't even look at her!"
Bada huffed, setting down her phone. She looked up at her best friend, giving her a sigh that was both genuine and resigned. "I'm sorry, Tatter," she spoke softly, her tone being sincere yet not budging. "I'm not interested in anyone right now, and I don't plan on it."
"But, Bada-" Tatter started to say, but Bada quickly cut her off.
"Tatter, please," she said with her eyes locking with her best friend's. There was true sincerity and desperation in that single glance, as she begged for Tatter to please understand and respect her decision.
Tatter sighed, as she felt a deep sense of guilt and sympathy for her friend. She had held her tongue while Bada was with her ex-girlfriend, despite Tatter's distaste for the woman's attitude, simply because her best friend had loved her so much.
Yet now, she was confronted with the reality of that love ending, and her best friend being betrayed in that way. Tatter let out a grumble at Bada's misfortune, her feelings of hatred and hurt growing deeper in her chest as she processed the situation.
Tatter wanted nothing but for Bada to find joy and healing. Though, she also acknowledged Bada's position and feelings, which she had to respect. She had to allow her friend the time and space she needed to process and recover from such a traumatic event, regardless of how badly she wanted to see her smiling again.
Bada's question startled Tatter out of her reverie, as she turned to look at her best friend. "I'm done. Are you ready?" she asked, as Tatter glanced at the partially uneaten pizza.
"But, you didn't even finish your pizza," Tatter pointed, confused.
Bada simply shook her head, replying, "I'm not that hungry anymore." She didn't elaborate, seemingly more focused on getting ready to leave. Tatter didn't protest and got up
Unbeknownst to Bada and Tatter, Nari walked into the dance class, noting that the door was opened. She couldn't help but smirk mischeviously as she scanned the room, recalling the tweet she'd recently seen. "Fashion students are annoying, huh?" she spoke out loud, her tone dripping with sarcasm and disdain.
Nari's eyes scanned the environment, ensuring she was alone before grabbing the grey hoodie from the floor and stepping out of the open door. After confirming that nobody was nearby, she bolted for the hallway
As Bada and Tatter turned the corner, they saw their dance class door opened. However, things quickly turned sour as Bada recognized something - a girl was leaving with her grey hoodie.
"Hey, isn't that my hoodie?" Bada pointed out, her expression shifting to disbelief. Tatter followed her gaze, noting the familiar grey hoodie being taken away by a complete stranger.
Tatter couldn't control her laughter as "Y-yeah"
"Stop laughing-HEY THATS MY HOODIE" Bada yelled but the girl, was completely unaware of Bada's yells, she maintained a swift pace as she walked away.
Bada's shouts were pointless and the girl walked out from view. The dark haired girl with tall girls hoodie left no sign of recognition, her back facing Bada the entire time.
Bada didn't even try to chase her "What the fuck did I just witness"
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currentfications ยท 1 year ago
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Ocean Eyes | Part 8
Pairing: Bada Lee x Producer!Reader
Synopsis: At team BEBEโ€™s practice, the girls have a little gossip among themselves
Warning: None? But y/n is not in this chapter because I am not feeling well and just wanted to write a little something for funsies- sorry yโ€™all ( ๏ฝฅแท„แฝข๏ฝฅแท… )
AN: Am not good at writing conflict so the original part 8 is scraped hehe instead Iโ€™m procrastinating and decided to write a light hearted dribble with the girlies instead~ thanks for tuning in again ^_^
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Tatter smelled something suspicious in the air following Badaโ€™s MIA status after their Performance Battle. Yes, the team did witness Bada landing on her chin during one of the routines- and itโ€™s not that the BEBE member didnโ€™t believe in said injury- itโ€™s the fact that their team leader was oddly giddy after the fall. Like, straight up lowering-her-cap-by-the-rim-to-hide-her-smirk-lip-biting-giddy. โ€˜No one should be that cheerful after tearing a muscleโ€™, Tatter had decided. โ€˜Therefore, Bada must be suspiciousโ€™, she further deduced.
โ€œLook at her trying to play coy with us,โ€ Tatter leaned over to their teamโ€™s sub-leader and muttered, frowning at the charm which the choreographer seemed to be exuding lately. Looking pointedly at their team leader, whoโ€™s currently snapping a selfie in the studio mirrors (presumably to post it on her instagram later), Tatter narrowed her eyes. Bada had always been a heartthrob to the camera and fans, but the blonde dancer had noticed a telltale spike these past weeks. โ€œLook at all that swag, she must be overcompensating for something.โ€
Looking up from her stretches, Lusher followed Tatterโ€™s gaze towards their team leader in an oversized hoodie and sweatpants, whose mood did seem to be extraordinarily pleasant as of late. โ€œOh- Oh damn. Sorry for calling you crazy last week, you were clearly onto something.โ€ Lusher squinted at Badaโ€™s obnoxiously preppy footsteps in the morning. โ€œPrancing around on a Monday? Somebody got laid over the weekend.โ€
โ€˜Who could it be?โ€™ Tatter wondered to herself as she finished warming up for the day. โ€˜Badaโ€™s reaction to the bouquet and the card- what an interesting reaction.โ€™
โ€œWhoever it is,โ€ Lusher pressed her palms together dramatically and said a little prayer, โ€œthank you for keeping her happy, and our lives easier.โ€
โ€œAmen to that,โ€ Minah chimed in. โ€œYou reckon itโ€™s someone from the show?โ€
โ€œElaborate.โ€
As the duo bickered among themselves regarding the identity of Badaโ€™s newest scandal, Tatter continued to ponder over the pieces of information she had accumulated. Her eyes lit up as she recalled Latriceโ€™s request, and something involving a skirt.
โ€œLusher,โ€ Tatter interjected a debate between Minahโ€™s team-Redy and Lusherโ€™s team-Audrey. โ€œDo you remember that time Bada asked to borrow your skirt?โ€
Lusher snapped around with speed that almost warranted whiplash. โ€œLatriceโ€™s friend!โ€ Her hand flew to her phone by the dance studioโ€™s floor length mirror, flicking through her contact list. โ€œAha.โ€
Latrice was at the shops when her phone chimed. Reading the message popping up on the phone, she chuckled a little and clocked the noseyness instantly. Within a few moments, Latrice had sent through your best โ€˜this is herโ€™ photos and social media profiles to the team BEBEโ€™s subleader.
Tatter and Lusher hummed squinted their eyes at your picture, trying to pinpoint whyโ€™d you look familiar. A shockingly good candid photo of you attending an event was pulled up on Lusherโ€™s phone. A gray suit sat on your shoulder, accompanied by a scowl as the photographer had caught you off guard (cr ๐Ÿ“ท: Latrice). โ€œI think Iโ€™d remember if sheโ€™s been around,โ€ Minah wondered aloud.
โ€œElevator, real tall.โ€ The usually timid Sowoen piped in unexpectedly. โ€œThe one with mother Miranda vibes.โ€
Now that registered in Lusherโ€™s mind. โ€œWait,โ€ Lusher zoomed in on your picture, โ€œdoes Latrice have more friends in town?โ€
โ€œMhmm- I dig the delinquency,โ€ Tatter said, still staring at the phone. โ€œBada finally found her match huh.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m giving my number to her,โ€ Sowoen announced. The youngest is filled with surprise today.
Tatter and Lusher glanced at each other before bursting out into a fit of giggles. โ€œWe are pretty sure Bada is linking up with her, what do you mean youโ€™re giving her your number?โ€
โ€œI called dibs!โ€ The youngest of the group wailed, her teammates now laughing at her flushed red cheeks.
The noise attracted their team leader, who have finally decided to investigate the shenanigans that the girls have been up to.
โ€œWhatโ€™s the gripe? Who do we hate?โ€ The tall choreographer butted between Sowoen and Minah, expecting another Selena-Hailey debate going on among the dancers, only to be shocked when Lusher turned her phone screen to her. โ€œWoah! Howโ€™d we get this?โ€
Sowoen gently prodded a finger at Badaโ€™s shoulder. โ€œBada-unnie,โ€ she quietly, but firmly, requested for Badaโ€™s attention. โ€œThey said youโ€™ve been linking up with her. Respectfully, thatโ€™s not cool man, I called dibs.โ€
The group stared wide eyed at the baby of their team, whoโ€™d suddenly found her voice in the team- and immediately chose to use it to declare her utmost disappointment at their team leaderโ€™s disrespect.
โ€œWait. Pause. Rewind. how did the conversation get here in the first place?โ€
โ€œI find you suspicious these days,โ€ Tatter shrugged.
โ€œCan you still pass my number along?โ€
โ€œI have no idea whatโ€™s going on but Iโ€™m loving your energy,โ€ Lusher and Minah egged on. A โ€˜go Sowoenโ€™ was muttered by one of them.
Bada stares incredulously at her teammates, โ€œyโ€™all this is the toxic gossip train-โ€
โ€œNope,โ€ Tatter cuts her short, not giving Bada a chance to finish her sentence. โ€œThatโ€™s not how that saying is used.โ€
โ€œWe wonโ€™t gossip if you give us the tea,โ€ Minah proposed an alternative.
โ€œThereโ€™s no tea!โ€ Bada shook her head at the girls, raising a hand in defense. โ€œLook, itโ€™s nothing serious, and I won't let it affect my work. Can we please get back to brainstorming some Rihanna songs?โ€
The group gasped, Sowoen looking over at Tatter for moral support. โ€œSo there is something going on?โ€
โ€œOh come on,โ€ Bada sighed exasperatedly, sticking her tongue against the hollow of her cheeks. โ€œWeโ€™ve been filming for months, do you know how hard it is to find someone who can work around my schedule?โ€
โ€œYou have a scheduleโ€ฆ to fuck?โ€ Minah side-eyed her team leader. Tatter swiftly placed her hands over Sowoenโ€™s ears. โ€œThat changed my perception of you- Not sure what kind of change- but not for the better, I can assure you.โ€
โ€œJesus, thatโ€™s not what I mean,โ€ Bada rolled her eyes at the girls, defending her image in Sowoenโ€™s eyes. โ€œAs much as I love dancing, a woman has needs, alright? Hey- no, donโ€™t boo me Lusher. I saw the way you acted around Chocol. You little sl- I said donโ€™t boo me!โ€
โ€œEh,โ€ Tatter shrugged her shoulders and pointed her chin at the phone screen, โ€œlesbians? Give โ€˜em two weeks, three more dates, and theyโ€™ll be u-hauling.โ€
Bada gasped, โ€œaccusatory and stereotyping.โ€
โ€œHey wanna bet that bada is going to use winning the show to get laid?โ€ Ignoring their leader, the girls giggled amongst themselves.
โ€œIf we win-โ€
Minah was cut off by Bada. โ€œ-when we win.โ€
Sowoen gasped and pointed a finger at the team BEBE leader. โ€œSo you are planning on doing that!โ€
The girls watched their team leader dumbly open and shut her mouth as she attempted to come up with a witty comeback. When she drew a blank, she huffed and retreated to the speakers across the room, fiddling with the Bluetooth settings as she tried to keep her hands busy.
โ€œBada-unnie,โ€ Sowoen cleared her throat before throwing in one last jab, โ€œif itโ€™s just a fling you wonโ€™t mind me asking her out, right?โ€
Tatter learned two things that practice: 1, Bada, despite contrary beliefs, bottoms (frequency still unknown, but seemingly not zero). 2, Sowoen is a milf hunter.
โ€˜What a week!โ€™ Tatter thought to herself. โ€˜And itโ€™s only Monday.โ€™
Tag list: @bada-lee-ily @lil-elliesgf @rubywonu @wiselight @avocifera
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stusbunker ยท 1 year ago
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Tattered: The Things Weโ€™ve Been Promised and Fought for
A SPN ABO Fan-fiction Series
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Featuring: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dean, Cas/Meg
Word Count: ~5600
Warnings, etc: Rushed through rut sex, Dean disappearing to go after the Leviathans, building a bigger pack, the babies arrive (hospitals, blood, c-section, nursing), and a jump forward
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Special shout out to @lastactiontriciaโ€‹โ€‹ for putting up this series the entire time.
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SAM
Cas was actually right. Sheโ€™s fine. The babies are fine. I donโ€™t know if Iโ€™d call it a miracle, but itโ€™s a win and weโ€™ll take it. The doctors asked her if sheโ€™d be interested in being included in a medical paper. She told them sheโ€™d think about it, being warned by an angel about our claim imbalance is a bit harder to reproduce in further studies.
And the last thing we really want is more questions.
She smells like sunbaked wheat fields and some kind of pastry, warm and comforting as she nuzzles me awake. Deanโ€™s on his belly, head shoved between his pillows snoring gently. Heโ€™s dreaming vaguely, so I know weโ€™ve got time to ourselves. I reach down and palm her ass, scooping her onto my lap as I tug the sheer nightgown up by my fingers.
Sheโ€™s bare against my belly as she starts to kiss me, slow and teasing. I eat it up.
I hold her jaw in the palm of my hand slowly lap into her mouth, tasting and tempting as she gets wetter against me. Sheโ€™s so solid now, the pupsโ€™re over a pound each and getting bigger every appointment. I want to keep her close, make sure sheโ€™s this healthy and safe always. Fill her up over and over so no one questions that she is spoken for, claimed by and possessing both our hearts. I need to be inside her, ten minutes ago.
She groans and then chuckles knowingly. โ€œYour rut is coming up, I can smell it, itโ€™s almost smokey on your skin.โ€
โ€œWhat are we gonna do?โ€ I ask, worry sinking in my gut.
โ€œWhat we always do, fuck like crazy, hydrate. Rinse and repeat.โ€
โ€œBut what about the pups?โ€
She smirks down at me like Iโ€™m an idiot. โ€œSam, alphas have been fucking their pregnant omegas since the begining of time. Rut sex isnโ€™t a threat, unless you tie me down and leave me somewhereโ€”โ€
โ€œI would nev-โ€
She brushes her thumb over my lips. โ€œI know, stud, I know. Iโ€™m just saying. Weโ€™ll get through it. Dean might be pissy, but he gets his turn soon enough.โ€
I nod against her hold on my chin and she rewards me with a firm kiss. I hug her close and breathe in the calm she radiates, nosing against her hair. I wonโ€™t hurt her. I canโ€™t.
She reaches between our bodies and starts stroking me back to life. I groan, watching as she rubs against my side, riling herself up just as much. I spin us on to our sides and she rolls to slot her ass against me, keeping it quiet for Dean, whoโ€™s still asleep behind me.
ย ย ย ย ย  "Easy," I murmur and kiss the back of her neck. I sink inside her slowly, inch by inch. She's even tighter at this angle and I close my eyes and breathe. I need to make this last for her.
ย ย ย ย ย ย  She gasps and starts rocking against me, so I pull her tighter to my chest. The smell of her slick fills the room and I love her so much I don't know what to do with it all. I cup her tit and marvel at how heavy they've gotten, nuzzling against my claim on her neck.
ย ย ย ย  I push into her in shallow rolls. My knot is hot against her ass. But we're in no hurry. She keeps sighing and squeezing me. My name coming out in little slices of whisper.
ย  "It's okay, baby."
ย ย  She breaks off on a moan and I brush my fingers over her nipple to give her more. But I keep it slow, building, trying not to rush anything. She pulls my fingers off her nipple and sucks them into her mouth, which is just โ€”- then she drags them out and down to her clit. And as I slide them against that swollen nub, she clenches and my knot throbs. I gasp against her hair, trying to breathe through it all.
ย  Stopping myself from fucking her into the mattress, because I know she likes to be tossed around, even now.
ย ย ย  โ€œMake me come first, Alphaโ€”- Sam, please, Iโ€™m so closeโ€”,โ€ she demands more than begs and Iโ€™m fucking trying, but sheโ€™s so wet Iโ€™m losing any purchase I have on her clit. I seal her lips around it, and rub, feeling it all hot and grinding against my hand. Sheโ€™s digging her nails into the back of my neck, holding me as close as we can get from this angle and Iโ€™m going to explode.
ย ย  I teeth down the side of her face, landing on the hinge of her jaw and instead of biting her, I suck the smooth skin into my mouth. I can feel her blood drawing into the bruise, the delicious heat. Her claws are latched into my flesh and she keens, coming with a bucking thrash against my sideโ€” her legs kicking the last of the blankets off my side of the bed.
ย ย  I lick the sweat off her neck and pin her mound with the heel of my hand as I finish rutting my knot into her pulsing core. Godโ€” I swear I donโ€™t know how I fit, but she fucking makes room for me or something because when I lock into place itโ€™s like the first day out of the cage again. Her scent floods me with completionโ€” contentment and Iโ€™m blinking away the tears. Mine. Ours. Us.
ย ย ย  I place my hand on her belly, dragging it up and down, feeling the shape of our pups inside and I pour even more pride and love into the air.
When we wake up, Deanโ€™s gone. He left us a note saying: โ€˜Have a good rut. Fridge is stocked.โ€™
*
It takes us two days to realize Cas and Bobby are gone too, between the house and salvage yard itโ€™s a ghost town and we both know that canโ€™t be good. But I canโ€™t go and find anybody with a constant erection and reeking of rut. Besides, sheโ€™s got us nested down so good Iโ€™d probably lose my nuts if I even suggested we leave.
Weโ€™re both exhausted, but hydrated. And Iโ€™m eating her out like Iโ€™m going for the record. Not that Dean and I keep score, or anything. Or at least not that she knows about.
Sheโ€™s riding my face and I canโ€™t even see her tits anymore, her bellyโ€™s so big and thatโ€™s saying something because her tits have never been better. Fuck sheโ€™s so close I can taste the change in her slickโ€” like it gets ultra concentrated just before โ€”- Iโ€™m drowning in it, slurping it up and feeling her thighs trembling against me.
Iโ€™m hard as fucking steel and I donโ€™t even want to touch my dick. I want to stay here on the verge of suffocation surrounded by my mateโ€™s scent, her warmth. It makes me think of poems from school, of dying willing in your loverโ€™s arms. Take my life, it is already yours.
And then sheโ€™s gone, slumped against the pillows and fanning herself as she catches her breath. I grin at her and wipe my mouth off with the back of my arm. She rolls her eyes at me and beckons me closer. I fall against her, hugging her middle as best I can while arching around the pups. My dick is persistent, but remains ignored along her leg.
She plays with my hair and I moan as she starts to scratch my scalp.
I can smell it on her before she voices it out loud, but still she says. โ€œIโ€™m worried about Dean, Sam.โ€
โ€œI know, me too.โ€
"Do you think the Leviathans got them?โ€
โ€œNo. I donโ€™t.โ€
โ€œJust like that. No?โ€ She looks at me like Iโ€™m lying to her, which I havenโ€™t been able to manage since I got my soul back.
I shake my head, chewing on the explanation for my conviction. โ€œItโ€™s just, weโ€™d feel it if something big happened, wouldnโ€™t we? I think theyโ€™re hunting, but I donโ€™t think itโ€™s Def Com 6 here. Plus Cas and Bobby are with himโ€” Deanโ€™s gonna be fine.โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re not just saying that because you want to keep fucking like rabbits, right?โ€
I sigh and try not to glare at her. But she smirks at me and I know she knows I was being sincere. โ€œVery funny.โ€
โ€œDeanโ€™s not the only one that can give you shit, mister,โ€ she teases, sinking further down my body to plop into my lap.
I nuzzle my nose against hers and she hums before she kisses me firmly on closed lips. โ€œEven though youโ€™re sure, Iโ€™d feel better if everyone was back home. So! Letโ€™s see if we can get this rut over quickly then, just in case.โ€
I shake my head at her front of nonchalance, but agree wholeheartedly. โ€œCanโ€™t argue with that.โ€
*
They pull into the driveway two days later, dragging the impala behind them in Bobbyโ€™s truck. And theyโ€™re not alone. Cas and Meg ride in on the bed of the truck, presumably because they couldnโ€™t be killed by something as inconsequential as an accident. And thereโ€™s Charlie, who Iโ€™ve only really talked to on the phone, looking a little dazed, but enthusiastically climbing out of the cab to shake hands with Y/N and me. Both Bobby and Dean look like they havenโ€™t slept in days, and Deanโ€™s got a shiner and his new coat is still covered in Leviathan juice.
โ€œSo?โ€
โ€œWe got him, Sammy. Dickโ€™s dead. Theyโ€™re all gone.โ€
โ€œWhat, seriously? How?!โ€
โ€œBone of a nun, straight to the neck,โ€ Dean gestures and grins, wagging his eyebrows. โ€œI stuck it to โ€˜em.โ€
Our Omega, having enough of Deanโ€™s antics, pulls him in for a proper scenting, opening his jacket and looking him over as he rests his hands on her hips, widening his stance so he is low enough to look her in the eye. โ€œIโ€™m fine, honey, really.โ€
โ€œTell me everything, from the beginning, like how you ran out on us without any way of knowing where you were!โ€ She fumes, shaking him by the collar and pushes him away. Dean barely has to step back to withstand the weak force of her shove. He sighs and rolls his neck to look at me for back up. I hold up my hands and claim no loyalty in this spat.
He flips me off.
โ€œLook, Sammy needed you here and, well, we got word it was time to move on the head honcho, so we took it.โ€
โ€œWhat happened to Baby?โ€
Meg spoke up for the first time, husky voice deliberately unmussed. โ€œThat would be me. Drove her through their little glass welcome screen. Lucky me, I got to be a diversion.โ€
The story slowly unravels, Charlie sneaking Dean and Cas in. Cas identifying the real Dick Roman or the head chomper wearing his face. Saving the prophet Kevin, who they somehow lost when Crowley stepped in to help. And Cas flying Dean out of the blast zone just in time before the Leviathans got literally sucked back into Purgatory.
โ€œSo, uh, weโ€™ve still got some clean up to do. Finding the kid. But I think โ€”โ€ Bobby explains before he gets cut off by Cas.
โ€œWe did good.โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re damn right we did,โ€ Dean agrees, holding hands with the mother of our children as we all drink and eat around the large banquet table Bobby built for us.
I canโ€™t believe itโ€™s over. โ€œWell, Crowley canโ€™t be too hard to get a lead on. Weโ€™ll get Kevin back to his mom.โ€
And just like that the mood turns sober. Before long, Bobby and Y/N take Charlie back to his house to help get a room ready for her to crash in until she gets her next move figured out. Which leaves Meg, Cas, Dean and I continuing to sip our drinks and shoot the shit.
โ€œLook at you Winchesters, properly domesticated and everything,โ€ Meg teased, eyeing the beams above her head and taking in the quality of Dean and Bobbyโ€™s craftsmanship.
โ€œI know, right?โ€ I agree, unable to stop the heat that burns across my cheeks.
โ€œAwww, itโ€™s okay, Sam. Maybe we all deserve a little bit of happiness this side of the apocalypse,โ€ Meg says to Cas more than anyone. Cas, who had been eerily quiet, suddenly looks up and they lock eyes with something earnest and maybe a little dirty passing between them.
I clear my throat before Dean gets offended, because heโ€™s already weirded out that we broke the warding for Meg. โ€œYou guys have any plans? Cas, any word from Daphne?โ€
โ€œUh, no, unfortunately when I didnโ€™t return promptly from my first visit, she slowly realized that my abilities couldnโ€™t be the claim to fame she was seeking. So, we parted ways and as I couldnโ€™t be legally married as I donโ€™t exist as a citizen, we didnโ€™t really have to annul anything.โ€
โ€œHeartbreaker,โ€ Meg taunts.
โ€œWow, thatโ€™s good, Cas. I guess. One less loose end,โ€ Dean agrees.
โ€œI know youโ€™ve been hanging out with Bobby a lot, thinking about sticking around? The more the merrier, right Dean?โ€ I ask pointedly.
โ€œI hadnโ€™t really thought about it. I need to talk to Heaven, see if I can begin to atone. But it would be nice to have a homebase of sorts on Earth,โ€ Castiel replies almost shyly.
โ€œWell, you know where to find us, man. Because until those pups are out and until theyโ€™re walking, weโ€™ve got one job to do,โ€ Dean says and it all hits me. We donโ€™t have to keep hunting. Sure, we can, but we donโ€™t have to. We can have a life. Bobby will put us to work and weโ€™ll do what we can for money, but once Kevin is safe. Weโ€™re just gonna be dads.
Itโ€™s unreal.
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DEAN
Itโ€™s been two weeks since we took down Dick and yet Meg and Cas and hell, even Charlie have stuck around. Though Bobby wonโ€™t let Meg in his house, considering she tried to kill him at least once. But at this point, who hasnโ€™t she tried to kill?
Charlieโ€™s fascinated with all things hunting and the demon-angel team up sounds like something out of one of her video games so she canโ€™t stop asking questions. Bobbyโ€™s actually having a lot of fun having her around, think sheโ€™s growing on the old bastard by sheer earnestness. And thereโ€™s our Omega, who is about fit to burst. Sheโ€™s gone through the babiesโ€™ room everyday trying to figure out what we forgot, what weโ€™re missing.ย 
Her waddling around like that makes me stupid and proud, but also just so damn happy that I start putting my foot in my mouth because it all seems too good to be true. Sam hates it when I piss her off, but itโ€™s not like itโ€™s intentional. I just canโ€™t leave well enough alone.
The current argument is over names. Because everybodyโ€™s healthy in there, so we start getting serious about these pups weโ€™re gonna meet any day now.
โ€œDo not say John againโ€” I will smack you,โ€ Y/N growls.
โ€œDean, yeah, man, come on,โ€ of course Sam agrees with her.
I know my dadโ€™s name comes with a lot of baggage, but I still miss the son of a bitch anyway. Just not quite why sheโ€™s got such a vendetta against it, itโ€™s a classic name.ย 
I grumble and concede this time. โ€œOkay, fine, what do you like?โ€
โ€œJasper or maybe Jeremiah,โ€ she replies, not bothering to look up from her little notebook that she has them all listed out on.
โ€œCan we stay away from Pop culture names? Jasper is really popular lately,โ€ Sam asks delicately, because yeah, weโ€™re not doing the vampire name game, but still I hold my breath waiting for her to explode.
She sighs and crosses it off the list.
I see how tired she is and rub her knee under the table. โ€œHow about we go back to the girlsโ€™ names? Huh? Maybe if we get a small enough pool, we can narrow down the boyโ€™s name better.โ€
We discuss names for another hour. Nobody agrees on any three names. But thereโ€™s some progress. Sort of.
Sam makes fajitas and I go and find Cas, even though he doesn't eat, gotta let everybody know itโ€™s dinner time. Heโ€™s standing in one of the fields that Iโ€™m pretty sure donโ€™t belong to Bobby, but Iโ€™m not about to go tattling either.
โ€œHey, man, soupโ€™s on.โ€
Cas turns on me, all squinty eyed and concerned. โ€œHello, Dean.โ€
โ€œCan you grab Meg and tell her to wash up for dinner? Sam says it will be ready in a minute here. Iโ€™ll go tell Charlie and Bobby.โ€
He walks with me towards the main house, but something must be up because heโ€™s extra quiet. Not like listening to the universe or angel radio quiet, just thoughtful. He doesnโ€™t go looking for Meg and soon we are stomping up the back steps in through Bobbyโ€™s kitchen.
โ€œDean? How did you know you were ready to take a mate?โ€ Cas' question comes out of left field, but it also makes a lot of sense with the way heโ€™s been acting.
โ€œUhโ€” I donโ€™t think I was ready, man. I mean, look at us, we kind of fucked things up before we really got it right. Why?โ€
โ€œI also seemed to haveโ€”- fucked things up. When I lost my memoriesโ€” with Daphne. But I realize now that I probably wouldnโ€™t be able to make a human mate happy.โ€ Cas looks up at me with a wavering dare in his eyes.
โ€œOh, shit!โ€ I canโ€™t believe he meansโ€”
โ€œDonโ€™t tell Sam, not yet. I just have begun thinking about pursuing her.โ€
โ€œYeah, man, I get it. But what about making amends with Heaven? A demon mate canโ€™t be too far down on the No-No list.โ€
โ€œMating in general is considered beneath us, Dean.โ€
I canโ€™t help the heat of shame that rises up, gaping at my best friend like a middle schooler during health class. But Cas has been in the trenches with us mud monkeys long enough, I guess I had forgotten just how holy he was. Maybe itโ€™s also because weโ€™re standing in Bobbyโ€™s too small kitchen and I can feel the old manโ€™s eyes on me like an overzealous librarian.
โ€œYou got a reason for busting in here with your locker room talk or just felt the need to make everyone else uncomfortable?โ€ Bobby glares at me then looks at Charlie who just waves innocently.
โ€œUh, food?โ€ I swallow and try again. โ€œDinnerโ€™s ready.โ€
By a fucking miracle, we all make it to our place without more oversharing on anybodyโ€™s part.
*
Everything is so loud, but itโ€™s like background loud, sitting next to a horror movie showing loud. Which is fitting, because thereโ€™s a lot of blood. And itโ€™s getting harder to see, but I canโ€™t do anything about it because my hands are full.
โ€œHey, kiddo. Iโ€™m your dadโ€” one of โ€˜em anyway.โ€ I swear she turns and looks at me, like she knows the sound of my voice. But her eyes are squeezed shut and sheโ€™s still screaming. And Iโ€™m crying worse than she is, because sheโ€™s here and sheโ€™s healthy and Y/N is a fucking miracle worker. Sheโ€™s perfect.ย 
Theyโ€™re all perfect.
Samโ€™s got the boy while the doctors clean up his little girl. She had a cord wrapped around her neck, but they could see everything once they got in there, so sheโ€™s fine. Sophia. Thatโ€™s the name Sam and Y/N picked for her. Wisdom. It fits.ย 
Iโ€™m bouncing Joni, trying to get her to calm down as they put our Omega back together again. I walk over to where her face is behind the curtain, show her how amazing she is. How awesome our pup is. Pups are.
โ€œHey, Mama,โ€ I canโ€™t keep the tease out of my voice, Iโ€™m just so fucking happy. โ€œSomebody wants to say hi.โ€
โ€œHi!โ€ She sobs out, reaching as best she can with her arms pinned down to kiss a tiny forehead.ย 
The nurses clear some room on her chest, get her arms free so she can hold her, skin-to-skin they say. Once I know sheโ€™s got Joni good, I go and see how Sophieโ€™s doing. Her cry is reedy, softer than her sisterโ€™s but still breaks my heart wide open. Once the nurse says I can, I scoop her up and hold her tight against my shoulder, whispering to her as we bounce-step over to her mom.ย 
โ€œSorry, sweetheart, we had to give Mama a minute. But now weโ€™ve got you. Everybodyโ€™s safe.โ€ I tell her as much as myself. I lock eyes with Sam as he is scenting Jimmyโ€™s dark head. Leave it to our son to come out with a full head of hair.ย 
Heโ€™s not talking, but I can tell Samโ€™s just as much a mess as I am. I walk over and show off Sophie and he hands me our boy in exchange. Heโ€™s all wide eyed and looking around at everybody. Never seen a baby so alert. But Iโ€™m guessing that will change. These three are gonna put us all through the ringerโ€” fill our lives with the new and the unknown.
Itโ€™s mesmerizing. And terrifying.
Itโ€™s a long time before they move us into a family room, they donโ€™t even let us carry them down the hall. Instead we have three little plastic boxes on wheels that we push, along with a nurse, behind Y/Nโ€™s gurney. They help her figure out how to feed them. And I know Samโ€™s listening to all the technical crap about latching and pumping.ย 
But I am just amazed at her, exhausted as she is, cooing down at our pups as they nurse. Joniโ€™s the smallest, but they all made it long enough to not have to worry about being hooked up to anything. Which I am gonna call Cas out on later, because the odds were near impossible on avoiding a NICU stay with triplets, but somehow we managed it.
Joni and Jimmy have been burped and are sleeping in their little blanket burritos tucked into a single bassinet. Theyโ€™re used to close quarters and I can already tell theyโ€™re better together than apart. Sophie sleeps against Y/N chest, too tired from being born to really eat yet, but the nurse says itโ€™s normal. Sam grabbed a shower and eventually Y/N will get a turn, but sheโ€™s got to worry about all the stitches and staples, so it might be just sponge baths for a few days.
I try not to get excited about helping her with those.ย 
Weโ€™ve got a lot more things to worry about now. And that kind of thinking got us here in the first place. I lose the last layer of scrubs andย  leave the bathroom door open so I can hear them if they need me, if a nurse catches a peek, who cares at this point. Finally, weโ€™re all clean and wedged on her bed, a baby a piece and everything quiets down. We shift and scent and just exist together for the first time, all six of us. God, itโ€™s a whole pack now. Weโ€™re a real family.
Nothing will ever be better than this.
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Five Years Later
Bobby
If I wasnโ€™t already losing my hearing, the shrieking coming out of the backseat would have done it. I pull up to the drive in and wait for the carhop to come and take our orders. Donโ€™t tell Rufus, but this minivan handles pretty damn well.
โ€œGrandpa? Can I have poppers?โ€ Joni asks like itโ€™s normal for a little girl to be ordering deep fried peppers.
โ€œNo, doll, weโ€™re having dinner at home. This is just a quick treat, but donโ€™t go telling on me. Your dad will be all whiney about ruining your dinner and your daddy will be mad we didn't bring him home anything.โ€
They all giggle.ย 
The waitress taps on my window and I tell her, โ€œfour rootbeer floats please. Extra napkins if you got โ€˜em.โ€
โ€œSure thing, hun. Thatโ€™ll be eighteen eighty.โ€
I give her a twenty and a couple of singles, waving away the offer of change.
โ€œThanks, itโ€™ll be right up.โ€
I can feel them all fidgeting in their little booster seats, so I turn around and unbuckle myself to talk to them better. โ€œYou have fun today?โ€
Sophieโ€™s staring out the window and hugging her little ratty stuffed rabbit. But she smiles and nods. Joni and Jimmy are both bellowing, trying to be louder than the other. โ€œYes! It was so fun!โ€
โ€œGood.โ€ I say, trying not to get too pleased with myself.
The mugs arrive and the pups are sticky from head to toe by the time we hand them back to the carhop, mostly empty. The extra napkins get wadded up and shoved into a grocery bag Y/N keeps on a little hook in here. Shoulda grabbed some baby wipes before we left. Frigginโ€™ evidence is gonna get us all in trouble.
I check that their belts are tight and that Jimmy can reach both of his sistersโ€™ hands if he needs to. Once weโ€™re all set for the drive home, Sophieโ€™s already nodding off. Then Jimmy conks out. Silly Miss Joni singsongs herself to sleep just as Iโ€™m pulling into the driveway. Itโ€™s nice out. Weโ€™ll leave them in there with the windows down until they wake up. With three of โ€˜em weโ€™ve learned to pick our battles.
And the fresh air and afternoon sunshine will be a better way to wake up than yanking them out of their seats only to try and force them back to sleep after a fright and a carry upstairs.
I let myself in and hang up the van keys by the rest of them. Somebodyโ€™s in the library and somebody's snoring upstairs. I go warn Sam to finish his chapter outside on the porch and then make my way back to my place. I pass Charlieโ€™s little trailer and donโ€™t bother to knock, sheโ€™s hunting with Jody and the girls this week, but make sure she didnโ€™t leave any lights on.
Cas and Megโ€™s place is aways in the back, more of a house than a barn, since we did it from the ground up. But it suits them, as much as they come and go. Then thereโ€™s Garth and Bess, never figured Iโ€™d have nearly a full set of monsters for neighbors, but life is nothing if not surprising. Theyโ€™re expecting their first pup in a couple of months. Iโ€™ve been working on fixing up an old conversion van for them, but parts take forever. Itโ€™s funny, never saw that dipshit so normal as he is as a werewolf.
Kevin stops by from time to time, but thatโ€™s between research positions. He graduated from college and is working on a doctorate already. His mother calls me once a month whether Iโ€™ve heard from him or not. I donโ€™t hate the check ins.ย 
The birthday party is tomorrow, giving everybody more time to make it in.
I canโ€™t believe the kids are already five. Starting school next fall and everything. It makes me feel every inch a grandpa. Because I remember when Sam was that size and now heโ€™s got his own to worry over. Itโ€™s been years, but it feels like yesterday. I check that the gifts I have tucked away for them are still safely hidden, because the rascals are curious little things. Had to move the Christmas presents to Jodyโ€™s after last year, got into them a whole week before I even had my tree up.
*
โ€œOkay, time! Time. Sophie, itโ€™s Jimmyโ€™s turn,โ€ Dean braves the terribly aimed swings of the old broom and catches it before she swipes into the snack table. Jimmyโ€™s been waiting with his blindfold looped around his neck. The crepe paper donkey is swinging idly where Y/N holds the rope over the branch.
Everyone here knows this is going to take awhile. But without any other kids in line, weโ€™re gonna let them have their fun.
โ€œGood job Sophia!โ€ Cas calls through his hands. She peeks out of her blindfold and groans at the fully intact pinata.
โ€œJimmy! Whack it good!โ€ Joni crows and everyone cheers along with her. Sam collects Sophieโ€™s blindfold and ties it around Joniโ€™s neck as she waits for her turn. Sophie slumps over and leans against me like sheโ€™s run a marathon.
I donโ€™t bother asking her whatโ€™s wrong, sheโ€™s a pouter, but sheโ€™s not showy about it. She thinks she didnโ€™t do a good enough job, so Iโ€™m just gonna hold her while she watches her brother fall over himself missing the moving target too. Joni gets a good couple thwacks in, but the dumb donkeyโ€™s still holding all the candy when Dean decides itโ€™s his turn.
โ€œNow you watch, your daddy isnโ€™t gonna be able to get it either.โ€ And bless her, Y/N kept that pinata out of Deanโ€™s reach the entire two minutes we gave him. Then it became a taunting exercise between the adults. After enough of them had laughed themselves stupid, I stood up, setting Sophie down gently.ย 
โ€œAlright, idjits, itโ€™s time for sudden death. No blindfolds, only spinning and let the birthday pups get their candy.โ€ Being the pack elder has its perks and times like this is one of them.
Joni teeters over with laughter as she swings. She catches the rope around the broom handle and pulls the whole thing down with little resistance from Y/Nโ€™s grip. She beats the cardboard animal within an inch of recognition and finally a hole caves in and the other two pounce in for the candy as soon as the weapon is out of play.ย  Dean hands it over their heads to Sam.ย 
Jimmy keeps trying to stuff candy in his pockets, but theyโ€™re too full and heโ€™s losing more than heโ€™s saving, meanwhile the girls just use their shirts like aprons. We are all bent over in tears, but the kids have their haul and nobody is gonna forget this party. Between Jodyโ€™s pictures and Megโ€™s recording on her phone, weโ€™ll be able to bring it up for blackmail in the future.
Dean grabs the last handful of candy out of the carcass before he tosses it on the woodpile for next burning day. He doesnโ€™t share, figures.
โ€œAlright, before you go on about singing and cake, Iโ€™m handing out my gifts first,โ€ I announce. โ€œOver here you rascals.โ€
I march across the yard and head to a little strip of grass along the tree line. The kids are racing after me, I can hear their mother yelling at them to be careful since theyโ€™re in their nice clothes for the party.
But itโ€™s an outdoor party and she should have known better, if you ask me.
I stop beside a big lump of canvas and wait for their little legs to catch up. I look down at them and give them the rules. โ€œYou have to take turns. You cannot cut in front of each other. And you do not use these on one another either, ya hear me?โ€
โ€œYes, Grandpa.โ€ Three little voices nod, half listening half wiggling with excitement.
โ€œOkay.โ€ I pull the cloth off the target and step back hiding the packages behind my back.
โ€œOoooooo!โ€
โ€œA target?โ€
โ€œAre we shooting it?โ€
โ€œNo, guns are for grown ups. But if you get good, maybe you can hit it with one of these.โ€ I fan out the bundles in front of me, letting them each pick one. Samโ€™s close now, eyeing me and I know what heโ€™s thinking. But itโ€™s not about hunting, not that kind of hunting at least. He grabs up the wrapping paper as the kids shred it to pieces to keep it from blowing away and becoming litter.
โ€œA bow and a quiver!โ€ Jimmy exclaims.
โ€œIโ€™m gonna be the Green Arrow!โ€ Joni declares.
โ€œIโ€™m Huntress,โ€ Sophie decides.
โ€œIโ€™m gonna be Hawk-guy.โ€ Jimmy finally adds after much thought.
Dean chuckles. But Charlie calls over, โ€œItโ€™s Hawkeye, buddy.โ€
โ€œRight. Hawkeye. I didnโ€™t know that one either,โ€ Y/N adds, shrugging.
I get them for the next hour, showing them how to crook the bow, and notch the arrow. They listen better for me than anybody, but seeing them this hooked on my every word made my damn month. Theyโ€™re naturals, even if they donโ€™t have the arm strength yet. We let them shoot from ten feet. Then finally Garth and Charlie convince them itโ€™s time for cake.
I let it go. Because I know I will have them crawling through my backdoor everyday until theyโ€™re pros. Itโ€™s a selfish gift, but itโ€™s an even trade. Let their parents off the hook about preparing them for everything out there, while giving me an excuse to spend more time with them. When theyโ€™re old enough weโ€™ll go after turkeys for Thanksgiving, not wendigos or vampires.
Theyโ€™ll have the skills and none of the burden their folks had at their age.ย 
I nod at Y/N as she sets three mini cakes down on the table, letting them each blow out a matching number five. Sheโ€™s a good mom and I canโ€™t help but be a little proud about that fact. Sheโ€™s not mine, but she always had a piece of my heart. Then thereโ€™s those two knuckleheads that somehow manage to keep her healthy, happy and safe. I couldnโ€™t hope for any better for any of them. And Iโ€™m just grateful Iโ€™m still around to see it all happen.
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hitechlatte ยท 1 year ago
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Tattered Cloak and Online Friends Update!
Sorry for going MIA, but I'm back and have updates!
Tattered Cloak's rough draft has now hit 30K words! I have also worked through a lot of plotholes, so should be able to power through some more writing soon due to outline fixes!
Tattered Cloak is also estimated to be around 18-19 chapters!!
Online Friends has also made some progress! I have a prototype of the Character Creator working! It's not in the demo, but I have a video to share:
Sorry again for being so silent, work and life have been CRAZY the past few months, but things are finally slowing down, so I should be able to get back to regular posting.
I'm gonna try and aim for weekly posts! Thank you all for your continued love and support I can't wait to share more with you all soon <3333
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haveyoureadthisfanfic ยท 8 months ago
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Summary: I let you hurt me every day,' Jaskier thinks, but doesnโ€™t say. Thatโ€™s his fault, not Geraltโ€™s. A wiser man would run away from this kind of heartache, but Jaskierโ€™s never exactly had great self-preservation instincts. Besides, if Jaskier gets to have this โ€“ sitting naked in a forest with his fingers in Geraltโ€™s hair โ€“ then wisdom can absolutely and categorically just fuck off. Or, Geralt and Jaskier try to fuck their way through Geralt's intimacy issues. It doesn't exactly go as planned.
Author: @twisting-vine-x
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unlockedcuriositydoor ยท 1 year ago
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The good news is that I've managed to write 300+ pages so far this year. The bad news is that not one word of it is typed.
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I don't think. I've ever been so emotional reading an Fic. I think I've lost count of how many times I've been brought to tears reading these, which is a good thing!! I just joined the TMNT fandom after watching the 2012 show. I just happened to come across Tattered Remains and Frayed and I don't think I can express how absolutely amazing it is. The Storytelling. The raw emotions. Everything is just so AMAZING!!! I'm in absolute love with it and I'm obsessed with these fics. Just the characterization of the 2012 turtles oh man, having them darker than their actual show counterparts is amazing! I can't wait for future chapters and to read more. I love these boys so much and I can only hope things turn out well for them.
KAJKSJSKSHS THANK YOU SO MUCH
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Making the 2012 boys slightly... darker?? Was a risk I wanted to take while being in college and learning about trauma. They've never had a real break to work through those issues or heal and a lot of times when people are just constantly running, they don't see how tired they are until they stop. And yes, despite everything they are going through, they will have a happy ending โ€ผ๏ธ I am huge for hurt/comfort tropes, no pain, no gain. Thank you so much for supporting the story and liking it as much as I have liked writing it!
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ssivinee ยท 11 months ago
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๐Ÿ“‚ BEBE
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๐–ก๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–บ ๐–ซ๐–พ๐–พ
๐Ÿ“ ๐™ฟ๐š’๐šŒ๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š•! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š‚๐š™๐šŽ๐š•๐š• โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™น๐šŠ๐š– ๐š๐šŽ๐š™๐šž๐š‹๐š•๐š’๐šŒ! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐š  ๐™ถ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ, ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐š  ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŠ๐šข๐šŽ๐š› โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š›! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™น๐šŠ๐š– ๐š๐šŽ๐š™๐šž๐š‹๐š•๐š’๐šŒ! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ฑ๐š•๐šž๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š—๐šŸ๐šข โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ป๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š–! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ด๐šก๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐š ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š• โ†ณ (๐š™๐š 2 ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐š  ๐™ถ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ, ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐š  ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŠ๐šข๐šŽ๐š›) ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š›! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐š†๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ผ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ โ†ณ (๐š™๐š 2 ๐š˜๐š ๐š†๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š) ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ผ๐š’๐š›๐š›๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ฑ๐š•๐šž๐šŽ๐š‹๐š’๐š›๐š โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ฑ๐™ด! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐šƒ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š๐šœ โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š…๐šŽ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š—๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŒ โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ด๐š•๐šŠ๐š™๐šœ๐šŽ๐š โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐š๐šž๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
๐–ซ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ ๐–ซ๐–พ๐–พ ๐–ฒ๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—€
๐Ÿ“ ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š’๐š›๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ โ†ณ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š‚๐šŽ๐š˜๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šก ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
๐–ณ๐–บ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ ๐–ช๐—‚๐—† ๐–ณ๐–บ๐–พ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—€
๐Ÿ“ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐šž๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ โ†ณ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šก ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š›! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐™ป๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ โ†ณ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ฑ๐™ด! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
๐–ฌ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐— ๐–บ๐—„๐–บ ๐–ซ๐–พ๐–พ ๐–ฌ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—
๐šƒ๐š˜ ๐™ฑ๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐šž๐šŽ๐š โ€ฆ
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๐–ฒ๐–พ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ
๐Ÿ“ ๐™ป๐šž๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐™ด๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ฑ๐™ด! ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š–! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› [๐™ณ๐™ธ๐š‚๐™ฒ๐™พ๐™ฝ๐šƒ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐š„๐™ด๐™ณ] ๐Ÿ“ ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š๐šœ โ†ณ ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ฑ๐™ด! ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™พ๐™ฒ ๐šƒ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–! ๐™ต ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› [๐™ณ๐™ธ๐š‚๐™ฒ๐™พ๐™ฝ๐šƒ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐š„๐™ด๐™ณ]
Error - More to be released soonโ€ฆ
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mikaleialt ยท 1 year ago
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NIQUE YOU JUST DROP THE BEST FUCKING TATTERS SMUT AND A FUCKING CRUSH PLOT I CANT FORGET NOW
Also I just imagine Taeyoung like this; makeup and outfit ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ
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OMG THATโ€™S THE OUTFIT Iโ€™M IMAGINING TATTER IS WEARING TOO AJDGSGHSHDJSM
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b1ackbunny ยท 1 year ago
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LAURA WEN YUโ€™S RAT COLONY !
โ€” tatter x fem!creator!oc lore (basically)
next: prologue
masterlist
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LAURA (23) โ€” content creator && model under ESteem group. born in china, moved to the usa at 4, and moved to south korea after college to be with her sister && explore new things. makes varied content, but has recently grown in views for her web-series โ€œlaura tries thingsโ€ and her interviews with different idols/celebs. frequently models for designer brands (e.g.: calvin klein, louis vui, ysl, etc.)
MAIN SIDE CHARACTERS !
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JIA MEI (25) โ€” dancer/choreographer under the jam republic agency. lauraโ€™s older sister, roommate, and best friend. strawberry lover, film buff, && hopeless romantic. supports lauraโ€™s shopping addiction.
SUYIN (23) โ€” content creator based in china. met laura at a party they were both invited to in late 2019. has been in a long distance relationship with laura for almost a year. a little manipulative but laura lets it slide.
YUQI (24) โ€” member of girl group (G)I-DLE. met laura at an event in mid 2019 and instantly clicked. one of lauraโ€™s closest friends and ties with hyunjin as her biggest hater. shuts down lauraโ€™s delusions most of the time.
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HYUNJIN (23) โ€” member of boy group STRAY KIDS. met laura at an interview she conducted for his group in early 2021 and almost immediately bonded. one of lauraโ€™s closest friends and ties with yuqi as her biggest hater.
YEJI (23) โ€” member of girl group ITZY. met laura through her sister in 2020 and grew very close since then. one of lauraโ€™s closest friends and often referred to as her twin. one of the people laura confides in the most.
YOUNGJAE (ERIC) (22) โ€” member of boy group THE BOYZ. met laura through hyunjin in late 2021 and became friends. the co-founder of lauraโ€™s drama club (made-up club thatโ€™s like a book club but for watching dramas).
OTHERS AS MENTIONED !!
a/n: soooo cast list has been made!! this ff is going to mesh with my bada one (called love lies go check it out!) bc theyโ€™re in the same au so Iโ€™m not going to fully start this one until it gets to the part where i want it to start in this one, in the other one ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธI probably make no sense but pls bear with me ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ (replaced somi w my girl yeji btw)
ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๐–ฅธยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท
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burpfrog ยท 1 year ago
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Beauty and a Beat | Prologue
I am not a good writer and have the tendency to abandon works, apologies in advance. Also this is me shamelessly simping for Bada Lee after watching one episode of SWF2, so it will be cringe and it will be insufferable but alas here we are. And yes I have no ounce of originality so I canโ€™t even come up with a decent title, so letโ€™s go with this one for now~
The chittering in the dance studioโ€™s elevator faded as a hand reached in, reopening the screeching metal door. โ€œSorry I didnโ€™t see you there,โ€ the tallest of the group muttered. A looming figure entered, smiling politely. โ€œYouโ€™re alright.โ€
The girls exchanged a look as they silently sized up the newcomer, one more amused than surprised. Itโ€™s not everyday that they meet a female dancer taller than her after all. The elevator stopped at 4th floor and she marched out, but not before nodding courteously at the group.
As soon as the door shut the chattering resumed excitedly, new blood are always a welcoming change. The fox-eyed blonde turned to the leader of their group and teased, โ€œAh Bada, seems like you have competition,โ€ she said as the rest of the group chimed in with agreement.
Bada laughed at the jive, rubbing Tatter on the head. โ€œOkay I promise Iโ€™ll get her number for you once sheโ€™s here to stay.โ€
โ€œOh come on, I barked up the wrong tree once-โ€ Tattee stuttered, flustered. โ€œCan you please just let it go already?โ€
The group bursted out into laughter. โ€œYeah well it seems like we have a second walking tree,โ€ Lusher joined the teasing, gesturing at the door.
โ€œNah Iโ€™m not going be asking Ms. Steve Jobs wannabe out,โ€ Tatter refused, still blushing. โ€œBadaโ€™s the one whoโ€™s into that turtle-neck-oversized-blazer type.โ€ The group nodded in agreement, โ€œActually, she does look like a rip-off of you, but much more corporate looking.โ€
โ€œI wonder whatโ€™s her dance style, hopefully we get a new member soon,โ€ said Bada, โ€œhopefully she can take over some of my classes. I can really use some time off after all these jam packed schedules.โ€
Iโ€™m sleep deprived and not the best at checking before posting, so thanks for reading - and here to hoping that I am able to edit after posting (I havenโ€™t been on this site since Yahoo removed p*rn from hereโ€ฆ)
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badasgirlfriend ยท 1 year ago
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Stolen Hoodie | Bada Lee Social Media AU
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pairings: bada lee x shin nari
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a/n: sorry for that lame joke ik it was too much... TOO MUCH OF DEEZ NUTS (sorry again)
ALSO ill be making a tag list in case u havent seen my other post so reply if u wanna be added
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vorpalwyrm ยท 1 year ago
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doodle of one of the (multiple) petsite ocs i've created. please help i am drowning in them theyre up to my neck i cant brโ€”
[ character uses he/him pronouns! ]
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